The school days did not make Chen Kan feel anything new, but only boring and continuous boredom.
The scholars of this era are too serious.
Chen Kan couldn't find the feeling of recognizing each other as his father in his later life with his buddies in the dormitory.
Chen Kan was not interested in things that were too elegant. Poetry parties and tea parties were so sour that one would lose one's teeth.
However, there are exceptions to everything.
Li Tong, whom Chen Kan met yesterday, is a social cow.
Who would have thought that a person who could eat two large bowls of rice at one meal would become the most elegant person in a poetry gathering the next moment.
The poetry party at Suixingtang has been going on for several days. Chen Kan didn't want to join in the fun, but Li Tong seemed to like this kind of social place very much.
After school today, Chen Kan was dragged to Suixing Hall without any explanation.
In Chen Kan's opinion, the poetry gathering organized by a group of students was similar in nature to novice chickens pecking each other.
Together with poetry, it reached its peak in the Tang and Song Dynasties.
But in the Ming Dynasty, Lao Zhu instituted an eight-part essay system to recruit scholars, which greatly restricted the performance of scholars. In the early Ming Dynasty, there were no more famous quatrains passed down to future generations.
The only ones who can be considered as masters are Gao Qi, Liu Ji, and Song Lian, who are promoted by later generations as the three masters of poetry and prose in the early Ming Dynasty.
But for Chen Kan, who stood on the shoulders of giants, the so-called three masters of poetry and prose in the early Ming Dynasty were the short general Liba.
In Suixing Hall, hundreds of students were sitting upright, some were playing the piano, and some were playing the flute in harmony.
Accompanied by the tinkling and tinkling music, you gentlemen, you will sing and I will come on stage.
Every time a scholar recited his own work, he always received a round of applause.
Chen Kan moved a small stool and sat in the corner, with mosquito coils in his eyes.
The scholars leaned against the music of nature, which was like a lullaby in his ears.
Li Tong did not have this self-consciousness. Not only did he occupy the most conspicuous position, but he was also full of ideas. In just three sticks of incense, he had already performed three of his own works on stage.
And, rave reviews!
Chen Kan leaned in the corner, listened to the lullaby, and fell asleep unconsciously.
"Brother Chen, Brother Chen..."
In his sleep, Chen Kan seemed to hear someone calling him. As soon as he opened his eyes, he found a big-faced plate swinging in front of his eyes.
"Damn it, what kind of monster is this? Look at him!"
Chen Kan didn't even think about it, he punched that big face!
"Ouch~"
His face hurt, and he fell to the ground.
"Brother Chen, you're so good, why do you hit someone?"
This furious voice seems a bit familiar...
Chen Kan, who had been sleeping in a daze, woke up suddenly. He took a closer look and saw that the person lying on the ground and screaming was not his classmate Li Tong. Who else could it be?
"Hey, Brother Li, why are you lying on the ground instead of sitting on a stool? Hey, why are your eyes so blue?"
Chen Kan was confused.
what happened?
There was a little chaos in the scene, and the scholars immediately turned their curious eyes to this place.
Li Tong covered his eyes and stood up, glaring at Chen Kan with resentment in his other eye.
"You're so good, how can you hit someone?"
Chen Kan raised his fist in confusion, as if he had hit something just now.
etc!
Couldn't it be Li Tong who was beaten by him just now?
Chen Kan was a little embarrassed: "Brother Li, please listen to my explanation..."
"I heard that Brother Chen is Lord Wen Zongfang's disciple?"
A young man looked at Chen Kan jokingly.
Chen Kan raised his eyebrows. It was not surprising that someone in the Imperial Academy knew him. After all, Fang Xiaoru's status among the scholars was very tough.
As Fang Xiaoru's only direct disciple, it is not unusual for him to be watched all the time.
However, the young man's teasing eyes made him very unhappy.
The most important thing was that this young man's appearance made Chen Kan feel a hint of threat.
Chen Kan has always had a clear distinction between love and hate for people who are hostile or threatening to him.
Too lazy to talk to him, it was more important to comfort Li Tong.
Chen Kan said sincerely: "Brother Li, don't blame me. I got up a little too angry. I definitely didn't mean to hurt you."
Seeing that Chen Kan didn't answer, a trace of anger flashed in the young man's eyes, and he asked in a more serious tone: "I heard that Brother Chen once served in Jinyiwei?"
Hearing this, Chen Kan finally raised his eyelids and looked at the young man.
His tenure in Jinyiwei was not a secret in the Ming Dynasty, but the person who knew these things should definitely not be an ordinary Imperial College student.
So, are you meeting the second generation?
Not just an ordinary second generation!
As soon as the other scholars heard the words "Jinyiwei", their eyes on Chen Kan suddenly changed.
Seeing the smile in the young man's eyes, Chen Kan knew that this guy definitely did it on purpose. He wanted to isolate himself.
I'll fucking kill your whole family!
Chen Kan's eyes narrowed, and he pulled Li Tong to sit on the bench beside him. He smiled at the young man and asked, "I don't know who this brother is?"
The young man said: "I'm Wu Lun, from Jinxi Prefecture in Jiangxi Province."
"oh."
Chen Kan thought about it carefully and found that there seemed to be no high-ranking officials named Wu in the court, and he had never had any enmity with anyone named Wu.
So, Chen Kan shook his head honestly and said, "Sorry, I don't know him."
The young man's face darkened and he said, "My father is Wu Yu, my ancestor is my uncle."
Chen Kan looked confused. Why did he move his father and grandfather out? Is this man sick?
Li Tong gently pulled Chen Kan's sleeve and whispered: "Mr. Wu Bozong, Wu was a bachelor of Wuyingdian when Taizu was in power. He was also a Jinshi in the fourth year of Hongwu and the first grade, and the censor of the Taiyuan Academy. Mr. Wu Yu Wu was once the top two in the first year of Jianwen..."
After listening to Li Tong's explanation, Chen Kan was even more confused. Your grandfather was the number one scholar in the fourth year of Hongwu, and your father was the number one in the second class in the first year of Jianwen. What the hell does this have to do with me?
Chen Kan said: "Brother Wu... Incompetent, if you have anything to do, you might as well speak up."
Wu Lun said expressionlessly: "I heard that Brother Chen is a disciple of Mr. Fang. I also saw that Brother Chen was sleeping soundly at Suixingtang poetry meeting. I guess he must be a man of profound knowledge and disdain for poetry, right?"
Chen Kan: "..."
He finally understood why Lao Zhu disliked scholars so much.
People who are always digging holes for others to crawl into will not be able to vent their anger without killing them.
At least Chen Kan now wants to kill this incompetent man with one blow.
He actually tried to use one sentence to push Chen Kan to the opposite side of Shilin. His intentions were so sinister.
Am I fucking digging up your ancestral graves, or am I trying to hook up with your mother?
Bad guy!
Chen Kan silently made up his mind for this person. He didn't intend to argue with him. He said coldly: "Incompetent, right? Let me tell you, I don't have a good temper. If you have something to do, it's best to just tell him. .”
Wu Lun frowned and said, "So, Brother Chen really looks down on poetry?"
"Pa~"
"I despise your mother!"
Before Wu Lun could react, Chen Kan swung his penis in his face.
