Royal Master Painter

Chapter 254 The Phoenix Book of the Phoenix
Jiang Greed observed carefully and found that these writings belonged to the same writings as those left on the ancient scrolls and stone slabs in the Confucian Mansion Zangshu Pavilion, and they were all Huangwen Fengshu.

The old Confucian scholars of the Confucian mansion have spent their entire lives trying to decipher the content on the stone tablets and ancient scrolls, but for hundreds of thousands of years, what they can decipher is only in case, and it is not known whether there is a mistake.

"Mr. Meng, is it true that no one can understand Huangwen Fengshu?"

"The great secrets of truth that many people in this world have explored are actually hidden in the Huang Wen Feng Shu.

Although the Phoenix Book has been lost for nearly 2000 years, it would be too arbitrary to say that absolutely no one can decipher it, but if anyone can decipher it, it must be a scribe," Meng Kuyin said with certainty.

"Why is that"

"Speaking of it, this has to be talked about from a kind of unparalleled enlightenment in our Wenfu"

Jiang Greed did not expect that an inexplicable slab of stone was actually related to Wu Shuang's enlightenment.

"Actually, whether it is the enlightenment of literati or Confucian scholars, or musicians, monks and warriors, these enlightenments are just the most common enlightenment.

Although ordinary enlightenment is infinitely powerful, it is still inferior to many special enlightenments.

But no matter how strong those special enlightenments are, they still can't shake the status of the Eight Houses, because there are still some unparalleled enlightenments hidden in the Eight Houses, just like Lin Shi's enlightenment in the Confucian House.

The Mansion of Wen also possessed two kinds of unparalleled enlightenment. In Wen Zhenggong's generation, there was an instructor named Jingjiegong You Zhengshi.

Duke Jingjie became enlightened for the second time in his later years, and suddenly comprehended the text that is most familiar with the Dao, Huangwen Fengshu. After that, Duke Jingjie lived in seclusion and began to decipher the ancient scrolls, and Wenfu became one of the eight palaces to decipher. most places.

After the death of Duke Jingjie, he also left this Wushuang enlightenment to the Wenfu, but it is a pity that no one has ever been enlightened again.

There may not be people who can inherit Wushuang's enlightenment in the future, although it has been more than 1000 years, but there must always be some illusions and hopes." Meng Kuyin is very optimistic.

"What about the second kind of unparalleled enlightenment?"

"You will know when you meet in the future, and it is too early to tell you this now"

Meng Kuyin paid homage to the withered tomb, after all, this was the sleeping great sage of Wenfu.

"There are a lot of scribes buried here, and no one has cleaned them up for so many years, so I don't know how many have been abandoned." Meng Kuyin sighed.

"When Yunlu is taken back, it will be refurbished," Jiang Lu said.

"That's all it takes"

For an incomprehensible text, even if it is studied, it is useless. Jiang Li doesn't think that he has the qualifications to be enlightened in Huangwen and Fengshu by virtue of his talent.

The two walked together on the street of Yunlu. The mountains to the north cut off the cold current from the north, making it warm like spring all year round.

All kinds of streets and alleys are connected, and many people come and go on the streets on white horses or in bullock carts. The degree of prosperity is no less than that of Qingdu.

Walking in this deliberate cloud foot, the place where the sages of the Wenfu once gathered, Meng Kuyin's mood also overflowed on his face.

"It is said that you have outstanding literary talents, do you have any famous poems and lines now?" Meng Kuyin asked.

Jiang Li thought for a moment

"Yunlu Avenue is narrow and slanted, with green cattle, white horses and seven fragrant chariots. The jade chariot crosses the main house, and the golden whip flows to the Hou family. The dragon bears the treasure and covers the sun, and the phoenix spits tassels to bring the sunset. The hundred-foot gossamer scrambles around the tree, a group The delicate birds sing together."

Meng Kuyin tasted it carefully, then couldn't help but sigh
"After you, people in Qingdu dare not write poetry easily, for fear of comparing it with yours. You have a talent that makes people jealous.

I am also very glad that if I lived in the same era as you, how depressing it would be"

"What if I tell you this is not my poem?"

As a copywriter, Jiang Li felt a little bit sorry for himself. After all, he had seen many scribes, looking for chapters and sentences just to piece together a passable poem, and he himself was fighting for hundreds of poems, all of which were classics.

"Don't comfort me, my heart is not that fragile. After all, there is no comparison between a genius and a monster, let alone an ordinary person."

"Let me tell you this is really someone else's poem, I just appropriated it"

Meng Kuyin thought for a while, "Did Master Wei tell you to hide your clumsiness? That's fine, Daxuan City is not like Qingdu, and hiding your clumsiness is actually a way to protect yourself."

"It's not Master Wei who told me to hide my clumsiness. The original author of this poem is named Lu Zhaolin"

Originally, Jiang Greed wanted to try his best to explain, but unexpectedly, it made Meng Kuyin a little annoyed.

"Are you deceiving me for my ignorance? All the famous poems written by scholars in the world are included in the Wenfu Tongpu. Although your Yunlu ancient poetry is magnificent, it is not hurt by the flamboyance.

How can such a top-grade work be missed?What's more, for so many years in the Wenfu, apart from Lu Daoxuan, there has never been a second literati with the surname Lu, and he is of this level."

Jiang Greed was a little speechless. These people had already insisted that his literary talent was astonishing, no matter how he explained it, it was hard to be convincing.

Seeing that Meng Kuyin's stubborn opinion could not be reversed, Jiang Greed did not force it, and could only tell himself to write less poems in the future to avoid trouble.

There are also frequent business and travel exchanges in Yunlu, and the people live a prosperous life, but perhaps because of the rule of the Confucian government, there is basically no smell of wine here, and Confucian scholars in twos and threes can be seen everywhere tasting tea and discussing Taoism.

A city without the smell of wine is naturally not a holy place for scribes.

"People in the Confucian Mansion have been trying to change Yunlu's atmosphere for hundreds of years. It may be very difficult to take it back."

"Are they going to renege on their debts?"

People in the Confucian Mansion pay attention to benevolence and righteousness. Jiang Greed thought about it, and he probably wouldn't do such a thing as turning back on what he said.

"The position of Doctor of Internal Education is still higher than that of Doctor of Five Classics, and Kong Kaiping and Kong Yingda are not ordinary Confucian scholars, they are the descendants of the first generation of Confucian saints in the Confucian Mansion.

Perhaps the aura of Confucianism is too dazzling, but instead he has no outstanding descendants. The Kong family has declined for several generations, but Kong Kaiping's generation has shown signs of rising again.

But before I came here, I had already made preparations, even if it took me three or five years here, it would be worthwhile to get Yunlu back."

Meng Kuyin also discovered that the two brothers Kong Kaiping and Kong Yingda were trying their best to remove the signs of Wenfu's existence.

Those that could be destroyed had already been destroyed long ago, and those that could not be destroyed, such as Yunying Fulongbi, Yunxi Xu and Huangwen Fengshu, were all covered up. Although the methods were a bit crude, the effect was immediate.

In the future, even if the Kong Brothers really agree to hand it back, there will be endless troubles in Yunlu waiting for them to deal with.

I don't know if Kong Kaiping is really going to visit friends, or it's just a cover, but none of Kong's people came to report.

Meng Kuyin wasn't in a hurry either, he was going to spend time here, but Jiang Greed couldn't afford it, he still had his own business, and after admiring the historical sites of Yunlu scribes, he was ready to leave.

But just before leaving, Kong Kaiping came back, earlier than everyone expected!

(End of this chapter)