Just one day after Zhang Yachang and Dou Wenhuan had accepted Zhou Kefa's disciples smoothly without going through any red tape, the second person from Qiliang Academy's chess academy, wearing a brocade robe, came to take advantage of the frost.
Shangqi is located in the north. It is not as blessed as Yizhang. It can use the natural barrier of Huayan Mountain to block the north wind coming down the road, or it can use this mountain to resist the enemy, so it is the northern Yanze that encounters frost. Soon after, Shang Qi was not spared either. Heavy frosts fell one after another, which was not necessarily less powerful than the mid-winter snowfall.
From the moment Wen Jingsheng stepped into the Qiliang Academy, shook off the frost all over his body, changed from his usual behavior and went straight to Zhou Kefa's very simple shack, the latter knew that his ability was obviously not weak, but The senior brother who had not gained much reputation over the years was neither replacing the man who had been tricked to get back his place a few days ago, nor was he here to catch up with him and exchange old greetings. After all, the friendship between the two had not been very deep since they were still young. What's more, today, although one person is rich and has not made much achievements, he can still secure a second-grade official position. Another person, who has frost-stained temples, can only live in the Qiliang Academy and be a very low-ranking teacher. If there is no The front line borrowed the momentum from the Chess Academy and stepped forward step by step on the basis of the three losers. They may not even be worthy of the title of "Mr."
Zhou Kefa has never been willing to put too much thought into such matters, but because of his age and experience, he naturally knew the purpose of this senior brother's visit without thinking too much, so he was even more reluctant to pay attention to him.
Wen Jingsheng is from a half-generation family, but a distant relative of the family. After graduating from school, he worked hard for more than ten years. He is good at making advances and retreats when doing things, and he can be relaxed and generous at the same time. Moreover, his true talents and learning are not mixed with During the holiday, the family got a small official to go to Beijing to take up a post. Although Zhou Kefa, who is very well-informed, never knew what his achievements were, it took him nearly twenty years to rise from a humble official to the second-rank official he is now, whether in the court or in the imperial court. Elsewhere, a second-grade official can already join the ranks of important ministers. Even if he does not necessarily get involved in major events that endanger the survival of a country, it is not flattering to say that he is a mainstay.
But today Zhou Kefa did not intend to fight with Wen Jingsheng, nor did he intend to play chess with him, so after seeing Wen Jingsheng, he got up, put away the chessboard outside the house, put out the charcoal basin, and walked back to his residence with a bad face. , even ignoring Wen Jingsheng waiting at the side, he went to sleep with his head on the bed and his clothes.
Wen Jingsheng was still standing. The frost that had not been shaken off the outside of his brocade robe had all melted away, but he still showed no sign of leaving. He never regarded himself as a visitor. Instead, he stood up, cooked a pot of tea for himself, and took out something from his arms. There is a hollow tea cup, and he drinks tea without saying a word.
"Why don't you leave and wait for others to chase you away?"
Zhou Kefa stopped snoring and glared angrily.
Wen Jingsheng smiled instead, as if he were in his own mansion, and handed over a bowl of tea soup, "I really don't have anything to pour tea with. Such exquisite tea soup, placed in such a vulgar bowl, seems to lose its value no matter what."
"You can never tell whether tea is good or bad. Why, if senior brother likes it, just put down some money and take it." Although Zhou Kefa still didn't give a good look, he still got up and took the bowl of tea soup, drank two sips with satisfaction, and drank again. Leaning to the head of the bed, he didn't care about the so-called scholarly behavior and sitting upright.
"So in such a shack with dilapidated walls and leaky air, and you, Zhou Kefa, are sitting inside, can we say that you, Zhou Kefa, are as worthless as those crumbs of tea leaves? No one in the world would say that tea leaves must be shoddily made to be put here. Wait for the contents of the broken bowl."
Zhou Kefa, who was drinking tea from a bowl and grinning frequently because of his perm, inadvertently raised his head and caught a glimpse of Wen Jingsheng's brocade robe. He snorted twice but did not respond.
Wen Jingsheng was especially good at argumentation. I remember that Zhou Kefa was an all-rounder in those days and was the best in everything except argumentation. He and Wen Jingsheng had a close fight with each other. According to Mr. Wen Jingsheng's comments, it seems that Wen Jingsheng was the best in all aspects. Jing Sheng's speaking ability is better. If Zhou Kefa just retorted and said that the person wearing luxurious clothes may not be a great talent, most of the latter will move out. He has never cared about external things, so he wears gold, silver and clothes. Being ragged makes no difference. On the contrary, Zhou Kefa talks about what he wants to do all day long. He talks about it year after year, saying that he has a poor family in the world, but his heart is not necessarily cleaner than most people in the world.
"Who doesn't know that Senior Brother Wen has such an extraordinary skill in speaking and speaking? At that time, many people in the same sect were nicknamed Wen Yingshou, referring to his superb speaking skills and argumentation. Although times have changed, Junior Brother, I don't see him anymore. I am inferior to you, but it takes too much time to talk about it, so why not stop here and don’t go on."
There was not even a trace of heat inside the shack, and it was cold outside. Even though Zhou Kefa had dressed in cotton clothes early in the morning, when he breathed out, it still turned into a thick white mist.
"Junior brother, after death, the light is extinguished, and the world is a dead end. There is no way to do it again. Why bother to toss yourself into this state? If it is a family saying that it is wrong for you to think like this, that's all. But now we are all here Taiping, who would think that what you said is a rare maxim in the world."
"It seems to Senior Brother Wen that Junior Brother has gone astray, bent on making trouble and causing unrest. He has suffered repeated defeats and battles, but is still obsessed with it. He probably wants to make everyone drunk but I am sober. He wants to advance the situation, but he doesn't have the intention to do so. Ability, even a scholar like you who has been exposed to the rain must think so, let alone those high-ranking families who are always hiding under the umbrellas and eaves."
"In ancient times, there were not many people living in Nanli, and the Central Plains called it a barbarian land. However, Nanli was rich in mussels, pearls and colored glaze, so many merchants went to Nanli to collect them at very low prices, and then resold them to the Central Plains. People, the only difference is that the merchants are from the Central Plains, while the Nanli people are just barbarians who are looked down upon by those literati. This move in later generations was criticized verbally and written, and they wished that the Central Plains people who saw the people of Nanli clearly at that time were Only digging out the coffins, crushing the bones and scattering the ashes is the right way."
"Now let me ask you, is the clam pearl glass in the hands of Nanli people worth less than that in the hands of merchants?"
Wen Jingsheng was silent, but still nodded.
"How can the knowledge of a poor scholar be inferior to that of an aristocratic family?"
Zhou Kefa calmed down and calmed down his already gloomy expression. It seemed that every time he mentioned this matter, Mr. Zhou, who had always had a gentle temper and a gentle temperament, could not suppress his anger. After a long while, he continued, "I wish we could come here all the time." When hundreds of schools of thought emerged and the Five Religions were prosperous, there were sages who respected Confucianism. The biggest principle among them is that Confucian scholars pay attention to the so-called determination of one's mind and one's destiny. Despicable people, for generations, have volunteered to carry the four words "Son of Heaven and the World" on their shoulders. But what is the scene like today? I still think about my master's words that the three mountains are prosperous back then. Could it be that the senior brother who has always had a photographic memory has long been... Throw all this out of your mind?”
After repeated questioning, Wen Jingsheng just remained silent.
On the surface, Wen Jingsheng just didn't want to argue too much with his junior brother, but the reality was that even when Wen Jingsheng asked himself, it was difficult for him to give a word that could satisfy him.
Those three mountains are called the Son of Heaven Mountain, the Mountain of Spirits, and the Mountain of All Living Beings.
As early as that time, Master was talking, shaking his head repeatedly, saying that there are many mountains in the world, but now the mountains of sentient beings are not as powerful as before. The reason is that a mountain with greater power and a stable foundation has replaced it. If we say there are two mountains, It is not difficult to find a stable place among the mountains, but if there are three mountains standing side by side, the ancient saints will have to go through a lot of troubles, and they may not be able to find a good solution. For example, after the disintegration of Daqi, the Shenling Mountain was weak and the Tianzi Mountain family was the only one, so that was it. Now that another mountain has been added, even the word "royal power" may not be stable. All the mountains will be destroyed, and it is not in the most appropriate place. Opportunity is like the darkest and deepest night in the east before dawn. It is difficult to survive the long night, so you need to protect yourself first.
Zhou Kefa has never been a person who likes to protect himself, let alone one who follows the rules. Back then, he often argued with his husband and was punished to stand for a whole day. To this day, he has not changed even half a point and has become more sharp. It's just that the front has been hidden for a long time.
"No wonder you want to settle in this kind of place, let alone exchange letters with your favorite disciple. Now I can roughly guess, but it is my senior brother who underestimated you."
Zhou Kefa laughed it off and pointed at the students walking outside the shack.
"Senior brother, the emperor has a love for talents. The weather is good and the country is peaceful and the people are safe. Of course I, a down-and-out gentleman, will not complain at all. I just want to make good things even better. Not all students are walking around outside. There is no room for sloppiness in what I say and do. , I teach talents in front of the Holy Emperor Jinluan, and I can’t hear anything outside the window here. Even if I don’t deal with Xun Tong at that time, how can an old man in Qiliang Academy be detrimental to Shang Qi? What’s more? Talk about troubles and troubles, so even if Prime Minister Xun refuses to give up, he will remain unmoved by the storm."
It is true that since Zhou Kefa hid here, there were often officials from the imperial city who came to ask for help, but Zhou Kefa blocked them one by one. Nowadays, not many people come often, which just meets Zhou Kefa's thoughts.
Standing here, you have no party members and have never asked for help. You support talents for saints, work hard for the academy, and sit upright. You have all kinds of abilities. Furthermore, there is a saint who always loves talents. How can you be so impregnable? You have to deal with a poor gentleman. Not to mention that although the word "love talent" comes from the heart, it still requires many years of development. If you can't find any reason, and then remove Zhou Kefa according to the words of Xun Wenqu and his family, how much talent and ambition will be lost.
At first glance, it seems that Zhou Kefa is trapped in a cocoon, but until now it seems that Zhou Kefa is invulnerable to fire and water.
Wen Jingsheng was moved, but he still asked one more question at the end.
"Junior brother, could it be possible that he has plotted against me? He came here just to persuade me, but now he seems to have boarded a pirate ship."
Zhou Kefa looked at the two new apprentices walking side by side outside the shack, smiling, but what he said was quite chilling.
"It's not too late to go back home and think about it slowly. If you don't send it off, I won't send it off."
