Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 1184: It's not the mountain of books that keeps people away
From Shuyuan Town to Sandalwood Academy, more than ten ox carts came in a mighty procession, attracting many eyes along the way. These ox carts are basically the same in style. Although they look simple and unadorned, their style and the carvings on them are full of mysteries and are by no means as simple as they appear.

What's more, the ox pulling the cart was a very rare blue ox, so it was hard not to attract attention.

Green ox, not water buffalo.

If it is a green ox with "flat horns", that is, a horn growing high into the sky between the eyebrows, it is an ancient auspicious beast, and its name is "Si".

What is Si?
When the world is prosperous, he will appear in the world!

That is to say, only when the world is about to prosper will the auspicious beast Si appear in the world.

Everyone was not surprised to see the ox cart stopped in front of the academy. It would have been surprising if it had not stopped in front of the academy.

From today on, how many scholars in the Song Dynasty will flock to the academy?
These are the twenty-seven mountains of books that can make you a sage if you read them all!

The whole world is crazy about it.

However, they were a little surprised that it came so quickly.

Judging from his ox cart, his identity must be extraordinary. He might be a high-ranking official in Sandalwood County, or a scholarly family.

At this time, there were many students and common people around the academy, pointing and talking at the ox cart. Some knowledgeable students were slightly stunned when they saw the other party's clothing, because it was obviously not the clothing of the Song Dynasty.

"Their attire doesn't look like that of the people of our Great Song Dynasty." A student asked in surprise, "Could it be that they are from other realms?"

“It certainly doesn’t look like it.”

Another student nodded.

"It looks like the clothes from the Middle Earth." A scholar frowned and thought about something seriously, then said in surprise: "This is the clothes of the Middle Earth Holy Academy! They may be disciples of the Middle Earth Holy Academy."

"A disciple of the Middle-earth Holy Academy?"

"Isn't it?"

The students around were all a little surprised.

Although it was said that every few or ten years, there would be disciples from the Central Plains Holy Academy traveling around the Song Dynasty, and even going to the former Sandalwood Academy to pay respects to the ruins. However, for scholars in the Song Dynasty, it was difficult to meet it in person, and they almost all heard about it.

Middle-earth is the most prosperous place in the world and the center of heaven and earth.

Yanyun is just a small place on the eastern border.

So Middle-earth is superior.

The Holy Academy is not only the number one academy in Middle-earth, but also the number one academy in the entire world. It is a holy place in the hearts of all scholars.

Therefore, the disciples of the Holy Academy are naturally the envy of scholars all over the world.

Your status and position will automatically be elevated to a higher level.

When everyone heard that the scholars in front of them were disciples of the Holy Academy, they were all a little shocked. Many people looked at them with envy, curiosity, calmness, or confusion.

"Are they really disciples of the Holy Academy?" A scholar was surprised and asked, "That's strange. Why did they come to my Sandalwood Academy? Are they here to reminisce about the past like the disciples of the Holy Academy did before?"

"The clothes they are wearing cannot be wrong."

"Besides nostalgia, what else can we, the Song Dynasty, show?
"I heard that when the disciples of the Holy Academy travel around the world, they are all supervised by great scholars. Could that old man with pale hair be the great scholar?"

"Maybe."

While the students and common people around were pointing and talking, or discussing secretly, the disciples of the Holy Academy who got off the ox cart were immediately attracted by the Monument of the Emperor in front of the gate. However, not all disciples could see the "sky" and the "gentleman".

But basically, they were all amazed by the calligraphy on the Gentleman's Monument.

“This calligraphy is not simple.”

A young man examined it and looked away.

"It's not just simple, it's simply earth-shattering and indescribable."

A middle-aged disciple was quite shocked. He saw the fonts on the Junxing Stele were varied and amazing. "This is at least written by a great calligrapher."

“This handwriting is really amazing.”

Another young man nodded.

"Amazing? Really? I think it's OK." A young man said in surprise. Although he was a bachelor, he had no attainments in calligraphy.

"People with ugly handwriting should not speak."

There is humanity.

"Ok."

The young man shrugged.

Among the teacher's dozens of disciples, his handwriting was the ugliest, mainly because he was lazy. He would never do anything unless he had to. He even had his servants read to him while he lay on the couch and listened.

But his talent is very good.

At the age of only twenty-three, he was already a fifth-rank scholar.

Moreover, after traveling all the way, he has shown signs of breaking through. Perhaps he can become a fourth-rank scholar when he returns to the academy.

If he studies hard for another three years, he might be able to become a university scholar.

Even in the Sacred Academy, being able to become a Grand Secretary before the age of thirty was considered a young and promising talent.

"Everyone, I am Wang Guan, and I come from the Middle Earth..."

At this moment, he took three steps forward, bowed to the students around him, briefly introduced himself, and handed over the visiting card. However, although he said that he was from the Holy Academy, he did not introduce himself in detail, especially the name of the teacher.

Because the teacher is so famous.

One of the three great sages of the Holy Academy is likely to become a semi-saint. Moreover, not only the teacher is a great sage, but even the eldest brother is a great sage...

To the Song Dynasty, a great sage is not much different from a semi-saint.

"He is indeed a disciple of the Holy Academy."

"As expected of the disciples of the Holy Academy, their demeanor is indeed extraordinary, and each of them is majestic..."

"The disciples of the Holy Academy are indeed extraordinary."

The students around were all amazed.

At this time, the students around did not accept the visiting card because they felt they were not qualified. Some students said "wait a moment" and immediately ran out of the academy. After all, they were disciples of the Holy Academy and were led by a great scholar, so they had to be at least the academy manager.

Even Ning Song and other prospective great scholars came out to greet him personally.

But within a moment, Ning Song and other future great scholars hurried out, including the Seventh Princess.

After everyone exchanged greetings, Ning Song took the visiting cards and invited them in, but he found that several people were still immersed in the Monument of the Emperor, unable to extricate themselves. Especially the old man in Confucian clothing, who only had the Monument of the Emperor in his eyes...

"Big Brother? Fifth Brother? Seventh Brother?"

Wang Guan called out softly. After all, when the Mansion Master came out, the eldest senior brother and the others didn't even look at him.

This is so rude.

At this moment, Ning Song and others looked at the Junxing Monument in surprise, but did not find anything. Mr. An's calligraphy was indeed very good and his attainments were very high, but there was no need to do this.

This made several prospective great scholars quite dissatisfied.

Even if they were from the Holy Academy, they couldn't be so rude, right? No matter what, they represented Sandalwood Academy and Mr. An...

Mr. An is a great sage!
Not a great scholar.

"Everyone, I am very sorry. My eldest, fifth, and seventh brothers love calligraphy very much. When we saw the Junxing stele erected by your academy, we were so amazed that we could not walk. Please forgive us."

Wang Guan smiled awkwardly.

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter."

Ning Song said.

"Eldest brother?"

At this moment, another disciple called out in a low voice, but instead of waking up the eldest senior brother, he woke up the seventh senior brother.

"Hello everyone, I hope you can forgive me."

The seventh senior brother was already over 40 years old. He woke up and took a glance, and immediately understood what was happening. However, at this moment, he couldn't help but ask: "Excuse me, sages, who wrote this stele?" "This was written by Mr. An."

A prospective great scholar answered.

"Mr. An? May I ask who Mr. An is?"

Senior Brother Seven said again that he was indeed amazed by the Monument of the Lord, and that it was definitely not written by a national scholar of calligraphy. Because there were more than a dozen national scholars of calligraphy in the Holy Academy, but their writings were not as amazing as the Monument of the Lord. At first glance, this Monument of the Lord looked very ordinary, but the more you looked at it, the more amazing it became, and you could not see the end of the "book"...

In this world.

There are nine grades in the arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Above the first grade is the state scholar, above the state scholar is the state teacher. Above the state teacher is the saint scholar, and above the saint scholar is the saint teacher.

A national scholar is probably equivalent to a great scholar in this world.

The national teacher is quite a wise man.

A saint is equivalent to a half-saint.

and so.

Senior Brother Seven believes that the Gentleman's Monument was at least written by a national master. He believes that a national master cannot write it...

Although a national scholar is only a great scholar, there are far fewer national scholars who are good at music, chess, calligraphy and painting than great scholars in this world.

It seems harder.

After all, there are more than a hundred great scholars in the Holy Academy.

However, there were only more than ten national masters in calligraphy. Even if the three national masters in zither, chess and painting were included, there were no more than forty people.

However, there are only seven national masters of the four arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

But there are dozens of great sages in the Holy Academy.

At this moment, in a small sandalwood academy, I was actually surprised to see the handwriting of the national teacher of calligraphy.

"Mr. An is the head of the Sandalwood Academy..."

There is a quasi-great Confucianism.

After the brief introduction, the disciples of the Holy Academy were somewhat surprised. Mr. An came from the Middle Earth? Since he was a great sage and the national teacher of books, why had they not heard of him? Although the Middle Earth was very large, with several great dynasties and more than a dozen small countries, they had basically heard of the existence of great sages and even read their articles.

They had never heard of this An Xiu.

At this moment, the disciples of the Holy Academy looked at each other and shook their heads slightly.

"Seventh Senior Brother, what should we do now? Teacher, Big Brother, Fifth Senior Brother, etc..." Wang Guan came to the Seventh Senior Brother and whispered, it was not a problem to stand at the entrance of the academy. However, leaving the teacher at the entrance and walking in was even more of a problem.

This made some young disciples feel quite embarrassed, and they apologized to Ning Song and others repeatedly.

But at this moment.

One of the disciples suddenly remembered the twenty-seven loud noises and the fact that "if one reads twenty-seven mountains of books, one can become a sage", and he asked curiously.

Some people think.

As long as you are not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.

So now, Ning Song and others felt a little embarrassed. They really didn't mean it. Although they were disciples of the Holy Academy, they didn't look high and mighty, and they apologized repeatedly. How could they have the nerve to care about it?

However, it is not a big deal if everyone just stands in front of the door all the time.

This will only keep making things awkward.

Fortunately, they were not sitting there in silence, staring at each other. Since they had asked the question, the quasi-scholar answered it, so that everyone didn't feel embarrassed.

"Are there really twenty-seven mountains of books?"

"This is what Mr. An said? Even if he is a great sage, can his voice be heard thousands of miles away?"

"That's it, that's it..."

At this time, they finally understood what the twenty-seven loud noises were, and what the twenty-seven luck pillars were. However, they did not expect that the twenty-seven luck pillars were actually caused by the twenty-seven mountains of books...

How could a mountain of books burst forth such a majestic pillar of luck?

Even the Holy College is not as good as it?
At this moment, they could also vaguely see an extremely thick pillar of luck, which was indeed born from the academy and was still rising into the sky with great force.

However, Mr. An is just a great sage. Where did these twenty-seven mountains of books come from?

"Master Ning, can we take a look at the mountain of books?"

Wang Guandao.

"The Book Mountain is a mountain of books for people all over the world. No matter who you are, everyone can come and see it." Ning Song said with a smile, "Everyone, the Book Mountain is behind the main hall. Please come in."

Everyone looked at each other, pondered for a moment, and then left the Seventh Senior Brother to guard the teacher, the First Senior Brother, and the Fifth Senior Brother. The others followed Ning Song and the others into the academy and came to the square in front of the main hall.

"Everyone, the mountain of books is behind the main hall."

Ning Song pointed.

When everyone looked, they saw nothing at first glance. Even the pillar of luck that they could vaguely see before was gone.

The second time, there was still nothing.

Some young disciples were stunned and couldn't help asking, "Palace Master Ning, where is the mountain of books? How can there be a mountain of books behind this palace?"

However, not everyone could not see it. There were still a few people who could see it. They were all shocked by the majestic twenty-seven mountains of books, and their minds were shaken. These twenty-seven mountains of books were so "huge" that they could not describe it...

At this moment, they finally understood why "after reading twenty-seven mountains of books, one can become a sage."

As long as you read all of these twenty-seven books, it will be difficult for you not to become a sage.

"These twenty-seven mountains of books will surely shake the entire world."

A middle-aged humanitarian said.

"Shushan is indeed behind the main hall." Another middle-aged man looked at his fellow apprentices with some confusion, "You, didn't see it?"

"No."

"Brother Eleven saw it?"

"What does this mountain of books look like?"

The disciples asked questions one after another, and several middle-aged men answered one by one.

However, at this time, Ning Song and others said something and left. After all, it was already dark, so they were accompanied by a quasi-great scholar. The Seventh Princess had nothing to do, so she was accompanied by the quasi-great scholar. Besides, her identity was not simple, so she had the qualifications.

Mainly, she wanted to stay.

"Hey, there seems to be a figure in the mountain of books, but is it a person?"

A middle-aged man asked in surprise.

"This is a disciple of my Sandalwood Academy, named Tu Ning, and he is the first disciple to enter the Mountain of Books."

The quasi-Confucian scholar smiled.

"Your hospital is truly blessed with talented people."

The middle-aged man sighed. Although he saw the book mountain at first sight, he could not walk into it. In his opinion, anyone who could walk into the book mountain was an extraordinary being. This extraordinary did not refer to the realm, which was only temporary...

He is a great scholar, but he still cannot get in.

Is it because I haven’t reached that level yet?

No.

It's the heart that isn't there.

In fact, it is not that the Twenty-Seven Books Mountain keeps people away, but that one keeps the Twenty-Seven Books Mountain away.

Only when you understand clearly can you enter the mountain of books.

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(End of this chapter)