"Dean..."
Lin Yi was stunned.
This old guy!
Could it be that he came here to prostitute poems for free?
Although he was determined to do something for the deceased academy bachelor,... the poems and articles he could remember were limited.
If you take one, you will lose one.
Lin Yi looked embarrassed and said: "My disciple is really not very talented and has little knowledge... I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to compose poems that are as talented as anyone in the state."
"no no!"
Zheng Zhiqiu quickly waved his hands in denial, a little panicked, and said seriously: "That's not what the old man meant, he just wanted to... print three of your poems and take them to the Duobao Pavilion of Nanxiang Mansion for auction..."
"The old man knows that this request is very presumptuous, but I won't hide it from you. Our academy can't even afford to rebuild it, including giving a pension to the deceased bachelor..."
Zheng Zhiqiu's voice became smaller and smaller, and it was really hard to speak. He looked at Lin Yi helplessly, gritted his teeth and said: "Lin Yi, can you help the old man? Let the old man print your poems and sell them... in the future. The old man will return Qingxue’s bonus for joining the Holy Academy!"
"Rubbing?"
Lin also knew what this meant.
It has been recorded in Wen Dao Zhen Jie that any poem or article with a talent of Guanzhou or above is eligible for a rubbing.
After rubbing, it will have one-tenth of the charm of the original.
It can be used by readers to understand and improve their talents.
If it is a sage book.
The talent contained in it is particularly terrifying. Even the copies and transcripts almost always contain the charm of the original work.
This is why scholars can increase their talents by reading books from sages.
This is why scholars should respect sages.
Without the poems, articles and calligraphy left by those sages, there would be no scholars today.
This is a kind of inheritance!
"Lin Yi, the old man knows that this is very presumptuous. After all, poetry and articles are related to money... it is a kind of blasphemy!"
Zheng Zhiqiu felt a little uneasy when he saw Lin Yi didn't speak.
These poems are all written by Lin Yi.
The decision-making power naturally lies in Lin Yi's hands.
He couldn't do such a thing as secretly rubbing it, and he couldn't do it.
"What did the disciples think it was..."
Lin Yi breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said: "The two poems on the monument and the poem on the plaque, if necessary, Dean, you can go and have them rubbed at any time!"
The words fell.
Lin Yi also looked solemn and said sternly: "Those academy bachelors are innocent. They sacrificed their lives for the academy. The academy deserves a generous burial. The academy must not leave their parents, wives and children without any hope!"
"There is no money in the academy. If those three poems can be exchanged for money, why not sell the original works?"
"Dean, don't worry, just go ahead and do it!"
"If you need help from a disciple, please speak up. When I faced the Sky Fox Demon before, I heard what the academy bachelor said: I swear to live and die with the academy!"
"I also heard what the dean and the masters said... protect the disciples to the death!"
"If it weren't for the Master and the Dean, I'm afraid this disciple would also be dead!"
Recalling the scenes that happened before, Lin Yi is still deeply shocked and moved.
There is no coward among the academicians.
They are all good.
Even when he first came to Pingzhou Academy, he faced the provocation of these academy bachelors.
That is also because they have pride in their hearts.
Nowadays, the academy cannot provide any money, but the rubbings of his poems and essays can be exchanged for money, so he has no reason to refuse.
No matter what happened... Zheng Zhiqiu handed over all the treasures of the town to him.
Even if he is asked to compose another poem, it is not impossible!
"good!"
"good!"
Zheng Zhiqiu, with white hair and gray beard, was in tears at this moment. He gently patted the back of Lin Yi's hand and choked with sobs: "The old man is proud of you, and Pingzhou Academy is also proud of you..."
"Dean, do you have enough money in exchange for the rubbings?"
Lin Yi thought about it again and again and decided to put up another authentic poem by Cai Mingzhou for auction.
However, Zheng Zhiqiu nodded vigorously and said: "That's enough, that's enough!"
A set of rubbings costs 120,000 taels of silver.
The third mate is 360,000 taels.
Not only can they bury the bachelors who sacrificed their lives for the academy, but they can also take care of their posthumous affairs.
"That's good!"
Lin Yi felt relieved, nodded, and then asked: "Dean, when will they be buried? Where will they be buried?"
"According to the rules, bachelors who sacrifice their lives for the academy will be buried in the mountains behind the academy and will not be sent back. Now several masters and many bachelors are setting up the mourning hall and they will be buried in three days!"
Zheng Zhiqiu also informed Lin Yi of the academy's arrangements.
"kindness!"
Lin Yi nodded.
He decided to give these deceased academy bachelors a ride.
"but……"
Zheng Zhiqiu then thought of something and became a little melancholy. Seeing Lin Yi staring at him in confusion, he said: "This time Chen Haoran practiced Taoism and transformed into a third-grade celestial demon, it must have alarmed the Holy Court and the two people in Nanxiang Mansion. This old guy must also know..."
"Hey! I'm afraid they are already on their way here, and they will inevitably be punished by then!"
Zheng Zhiqiu sighed.
If the demonic danger hadn't been lifted, nothing happened to Lin Yi, and Fang Qingxue was participating in the palace examination, which would have given him reason to persist.
Otherwise, he would have already resigned from the position of dean and committed suicide to apologize!
Lin also remained silent.
He really couldn't help with this.
There is no way that the deans of the two major academies would not hold Zheng Zhiqiu accountable for his negligence just because of his face!
Chen Haoran practiced Taoism and caused so many casualties. As the dean of the academy, he was also Chen Haoran's master.
Zheng Zhiqiu is indeed to blame.
"Dean!"
"Dean!"
At this moment, a bachelor from the academy was knocking on the door rather hurriedly.
Zheng Zhiqiu trembled and looked at Lin Yi.
"Maybe it's already here..."
Zheng Zhiqiu took a deep breath, stood up and left the room, opened the courtyard door and looked at the panting bachelor, and said in a deep voice: "What's all the fuss about?"
Lin also came behind Zheng Zhiqiu.
The academy scholar said: "The dean of Junji Academy and the dean of Qingping Academy are at the foot of the mountain..."
"It's coming, what's the fuss? Let them come up!"
In the face of other bachelors, Zheng Zhiqiu still maintained the majesty of the dean and had a calm and authoritative temperament.
But I felt a little melancholy in my heart.
What was supposed to come has come!
"They brought the corpse of an old Taoist. Now he is stopping in front of the monument and refuses to go up the mountain..."
The disciple reported it.
"Qiu Yunji!"
Zheng Zhiqiu narrowed his eyes. This time Chen Haoran became so powerful after becoming a demon.
It was the evil spirit of this evil way that came into play.
"Let's go down the mountain!"
Zheng Zhiqiu flicked his sleeves and robe, stepped out of the door and walked towards the foot of the mountain.
"Master Lin!"
The disciple then saw Lin Yi, bowed his hands, and quickly followed him.
"On the Holy Continent, Wen and Tao have been fighting for thousands of years. I have never seen what a Taoist is like... Go and have a look!"
Lin is also curious about people who practice Taoism.
I don’t know what the difference between the Tao here... and the Taoism he understands.
Lin also followed.
