When we arrived at Qingya Linzi Villa, the place was much emptier than usual.
Academy students are required to take a bath every five days, and today is the time to take a break.
But it's not clean either.
While Jiang Wang was still outside the hospital, he heard the distressed voice of the old dean: "Withdrawal, why withdraw again?"
Then came Xu Xiangqian's confident voice: "This is the gift that late students deserve, but it's just a little earlier. Why can't I withdraw it?"
Those who are bound to repair are dried meat. Generally used to refer to the remuneration of teachers.
The old dean's voice was trembling, probably out of anger: "That's unreasonable! You've already withdrawn all this thirty years later!"
"Do you doubt my loyalty to the academy? Am I not going to stay in the academy for the rest of my life? Or do you think I won't survive thirty years? Are you cursing me, such a good young man in his prime? "
"Go on your way, don't mess around with me!"
"Oh, Dean, your attitude is really insulting to gentlemen."
"What is gentleness?"
"Sven is... just trying to get around me? Just tell me whether you will give it or not!"
Jiang Wang hesitated for a moment, then walked in.
I heard the old dean asking: "Have you seen the door over there clearly? What standard is it?"
Xu Xiangqian tugged on his sleeve and refused to let go: "Dean, are you dim? That's a wall."
"Isn't this it?" The old dean sneered and waved Xu Xiangqian away: "No way!"
"Good for you!" Xu Xiangqian pointed at his back and said, "When I write a poem to criticize you and bring your reputation into disrepute, don't say that I didn't predict what I said!"
Writing articles to criticize is a very mainstream method among literati. Not limited to poems, lyrics, songs and other genres.
Generally speaking, it is more serious and often needs to be treated with caution.
For example, Mo Ya, a great scholar from Qingya, said: "We will endure death to stay rich and noble, and we will sacrifice our lives for the country to become an unknown general."
It almost nailed Jinghai to the pillar of shame, and it was not a good reputation for Qi State itself - so few people in Qi State recited it.
But for the threat that Xu Xiangqian and other scholars had, which was very important in the world, the old dean only responded with a cold snort and ignored it, completely indifferent.
"Ahhhhh!"
Xu Xiangqian was so angry that his forehead tensed up, feeling that his talent had been greatly scorned.
Turning around and seeing Jiang Wang, his eyes lit up.
Today Jiang Wang wore a pure white sweater. His appearance is elegant and elegant, and his skin color is very good, which matches the white color. This robe, often worn by scribes, is unexpectedly appropriate.
"Brother Jiang's outfit today makes me and I both proud of each other!"
Ganma Mountain is the cemetery he chose for Xu Fang...
Jiang Wang didn't want to call Gao Ma Mountain together with Gao Fou, so he laughed and said, "When should we set off?"
Speaking of which, Xu Xiangqian went out to bury Xu Fang, which may have been mixed with Qingya Academy's considerations, but mainly he helped Jiang Wang resolve this knot. This point is not stated explicitly, but both parties understand it in their minds.
"You can leave after the coffin is ready on Baishi Street."
Xu Xiangqian said casually, and then asked angrily: "Why is it so difficult to prepare for the end of the year? Brother Jiang, tell me, does Dean Liu look down on me?"
Jiang Wang declined to comment.
These prominent streams of Taoism, Confucianism and Buddhism are different from ordinary sects. Not all disciples devote themselves to spiritual practice. A large number of them are ignorant of the scriptures and only devote themselves to learning and immersing themselves in the classics. They do not care about transcendence in cultivation. Of course, there are those who can thoroughly read the classics, and there are also examples of people who have achieved success in one step.
Although Dean Liu seems to be just an ordinary dean of another academy, who knows if there are any complicated relationships in the main courtyard of Qingya Academy.
And he actually respects this so-called "old-fashioned".
But having said that, Xu Xiangqian wanted to pay for repairs in advance, obviously to collect Xu Fang's bones. Jiang Wang couldn't come forward with the money, and Zhong Xuansheng wouldn't come forward.
It would be inconvenient for him to find someone else to deal with this kind of thing. Otherwise, with the old scholar Xu's unrestrained energy, he wouldn't have much need to think about money.
He only held an ordinary teaching position in another college and did not practice much.
As an extraordinary and powerful person, Qingya Academy will not be short of his daily expenses, but he spends a lot of money as he frequents the four famous schools all year round.
No matter how world-famous Qingya Academy is, it cannot support their own sons like those big families do. Therefore, when Xu Fang didn't want to join hands, he would always take advantage of his friends - this is how his reputation of "taking a dime for nothing and getting a lot of money" spread.
"Ahem." Jiang Wang thought for a while: "The money thing..."
"You don't have to worry about this." Xu Xiangqian waved his hand: "I can handle it easily."
If Jiang Wang was really going to make a fuss and pay to handle Xu Fang's funeral, then Xu Xiangqian's intervention would be meaningless.
Jiang Wang didn't say much. After all, for an extraordinary strong person, this level of money would not be too difficult.
Before leaving the academy, Xu Xiangqian thought for a while, but still felt that he couldn't swallow it. He ran back to the academy and brought an inkstone over.
He stood in front of the courtyard wall, motionless and began to meditate.
Jiang Wang didn't know what he was thinking, and couldn't express his opinion. He could only watch dryly.
After a long time, Xu Xiangqian's eyes flashed, and he pressed one hand on the inkstone to grind out ink of a suitable thickness.
Then he pulled his hand out to draw out the ink, and using his finger as a pen, he wrote furiously on the wall of Qingya Courtyard!
The title is: "Qingya Villa".
The poem says:
A dean who remains unchanged from the past.
A separate courtyard is full of smoke and smoke.
Didn’t finish this meal?
How can a phoenix live in a grass nest?
After writing, he was very satisfied. He looked at Jiang Wang and said, "How is it?"
At this moment, still accepting his favor, Jiang Wang said: "The ink is polished very well! The poems are written very neatly!"
No, they are all seven words per sentence, neatly arranged and pleasing to the eye.
Xu Xiangqian was very satisfied and threw the inkstone into the flowers in the corner: "Let's go!"
Jiang Wang ran away.
…
It's a long way from the academy.
Xu Xiangqian suddenly sighed again: "Oh."
"What's wrong, Brother Xu?" Jiang Wang was really happy today. Because Xu Xiangqian came forward to bury Xu Fang, which was regarded as helping him.
Xu Xiangqian sighed: "Although Mr. Liu has a stubborn character, he is actually not a bad person. If I write a quatrain today and spread it to the world in the future, won't it ruin his reputation? Otherwise... I'd better go back and wipe it out. !”
Jiang Wang thought for a while and replied cautiously: "I don't think it's necessary..."
"Of course, I'm not saying that the poems you wrote don't have that influence, let alone that your poems are not good. I also lack the ability to appreciate poetry. What I mean is..."
"A scholar who is pure is self-purified, and he is not afraid of slanted shadows. The character of Mr. Liu cannot be determined by one or two poems."
Jiang Wang thought and added: "Besides, he should have seen your poem by now. Let the old dean decide whether to keep it or not. Let's go back at this time, in case something happens..."
I don’t know what convinced Xu Xiangqian.
All in all, after all the hard work, he finally gave up the urge to go back and hit the tip of the knife now.
The two went straight to the next target - Lao Zhang's coffin shop in Xiaolianqiao.
