Chapter 769: Chapter 88 The Good Fruit of the Qilin_4
“Su Wang asked where the little junior brother was,”
Mr. Wang Tong said gently, “Let go.”
Fang Ziqiao’s face showed reluctance, and he said softly, “Teacher, let do it; both Chen Country and Ying Country have famous scholars from the Ming Sect, Ming Mo, Zongheng School, Mixture School, and many other schools of our Confucianism, as well as All Schools—their reputation is not unfounded.”
“And the ones supporting the junior brother have only a few schools such as the original Mo School and Gongyang School.”
“Although the six Palace Masters are fond of Guan Yi, they would not force other disciples to join any particular school. If that were the case, the Academy would have perished long ago. It’s ti to compete for the great trend of the world.”
“It will be even more severe than the Academic discussions held every ti over the past eight hundred years.”
“At that ti, there may have been over a hundred famous great scholars, and Masters, your health…”
Mr. Wang Tong laughed freely, “As a re man, why should I fear them?”
In his courtyard, at the very end hung a white paper curtain with rows of text written in ink—written in a bold and freehand style, yet imbued with a sense of dignity.
Mr. Wang Tong released Fang Ziqiao’s palm.
He looked at the lines of poetry and said softly,
“To establish a heart for heaven and earth, to set a life for the living.”
“To follow the Absolute Skill of the ancient sages.”
“To inaugurate an era of peace for all eternity.”
“These words, if not accompanied by deeds, are just empty talk, yet as he walks this path, every step he takes makes these verses he recited in his youth gain more weight.”
“A good singer makes people follow his voice; a good teacher makes people follow his aspirations.”
“I very much hope that he can go even further.”
“However, Confucian disciples should also not rely on Taoist techniques to advance. Confucianism’s disciples are there to protect one another.”
“But, it’s just the many schools and sects after all.”
“The aning of a teacher lies in this.”
Mr. Wang Tong smiled faintly, “Let’s et with All Schools of the Academy.”
“For eight hundred years, the Academy has inevitably accumulated much filth. Su Wang and the others strive to maintain the direction of the Academy unchanged, yet they are unable to sweep clean these toxins. If Guan Yi takes over, it will form an academic gatekeeper similar to the noble families.”
“At that ti, there will be parasites in the imperial examinations.”
“I will clean up these things.”
“A place like the Academy should be… cough cough cough…”
“It should be, spotlessly clean.”
……
Li Guanyi walked quietly along the grand avenue of the Academy. It was his first ti here, and he indeed felt the scenery was pleasant. It seed to be the hour for study as the road was deserted. Thinking that Ling Pingyang still had so ti before returning, he felt sowhat bored for the mont.
Li Guanyi’s gaze swept over and he paused slightly in surprise.
There, a man in his thirties, with stubbly beard, stood out conspicuously.
Dressed in a long robe and yet wielding a sword, he sat beside a lotus pond at the side of the Academy. Even sitting on a stone, he maintained a straight back with a sense of propriety and ceremony, drinking by himself with a lost look in his eyes, as if pondering sothing.
Li Guanyi, curious, approached and said, “Brother, who might you be?”
Ji Zichang lifted his head in a daze and saw the young man standing in front of him.
Ji Zichang was suddenly fully alert.
Li Guanyi?!
……
anwhile, the Old Qilin was watching the Fire Qilin. The Fire Qilin was looking at the serious Old Qilin, thinking that the Old Qilin was about to say sothing—is it that, the thing, right?!
The Old Qilin was considering whether he should mind the youngster’s dignity.
He wanted to provide a majestic, yet kind and gentle way to teach.
Not to be too harsh.
The training he had thought of earlier might be too cruel; he shouldn’t be like this…
The Master had said to teach according to the student’s ability, to demonstrate tolerance and patience to the younger generation.
Then he saw the Fire Qilin jump down, its tail wagging quickly and after a mont’s thought, it simply lay on the ground, exposing its belly and making a cute, endearing pose.
So well-behaved, oh, I’m so well-behaved.
The aged Qilin who had traveled the world with the founding Master:
“…”
Its Scale Armor turned red with anger.
All the previous gentle thoughts and considerations, shattered bit by bit.
The Fire Qilin made an expression of a well-behaved junior:
“Old senior, where are my good fruits?!!!”
After a pause, it added:
“ow ow ow?”
Squeak—a tense snap!
The sound of the Old Qilin’s last thread of rationality breaking.
Its claws reached out and grabbed the Little Qilin by the neck, lifting it up.
The Qilin’s body hung down, swinging back and forth.
Back and forth.
The Old Qilin took a deep breath and then revealed a smile reminiscent of the younger, more wild days: “Very good, excellent.”
“I will give you, good fruits to eat!”
“How many would you like?”
The Ancient Scholar would give the other party a second chance.
He still hoped the Fire Qilin would take the hint and back off.
The Fire Qilin contemplated, waved its paws, and said boldly,
“The more, the rrier!”
Old Qilin: “…”
Even the Confucian ntal State could no longer hold.
A ferocious grin appeared on the Old Qilin’s face.
“Good.”
“The child may be taught!”
“Very good, I will let you, eat your fill.”
…
At the other end of the Academy.
Li Guanyi approached and looked at the stubbly-bearded young man in his thirties.
“Hello, brother, how do you do?”
Ji Zichang stared blankly at him.
The wind blew between the two of them.
All the lords from around the world had already gathered here. The king of Chen Country and the Emperor of Ying Country stood against each other. Tomorrow, the current Red Emperor and Marquis Qin Wu would hold a banquet to decide the future direction of the world. The two Imperial Decrees and the Chi Xiao Sword were still lying dormant in the study.
And at this mont, in the Academy,
The Emperor of Central State t the young Lord for the first ti.
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