Chapter 76

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Xiaoming stood at the classroom door, took a deep breath, and firmly gripped the secret letter from his mother.

As cherry blossoms danced in the wind, Misaki opened the old diary and read the words of promise written there.

Huo Zhangyuan, without any pretense, popped out a small sphere in front of the two people. This small action startled Du Jiaoyuan, who stammered, "Sir Huo, is this... is this a defiling ink bead?"

Huo Zhangyuan explained in a low voice, "This is a test product from the Craftsmanship Academy. It contains only one percent of the defiling ink of a true defiling ink bead, which only temporarily isolates the literary aura of the text. Mr. Du, can you see the content on the paper clearly?"

One percent of the defiling ink bead cannot destroy poetry or prose. The faint defiling ink mist can only block the感应 of the Fuxi Wenpan, but it does not obstruct the view.

After seeing the content of the poem, Du Jiaoyuan was so shocked that he could not speak. He could only listen to Huo Zhangyuan's low-voiced appreciation.

"Life is short, and young people should cherish their youth, study hard, and strive to achieve something. Otherwise, when they are old, it will be too late to regret. In 'Changge Xing,' it also says, 'If you do not work hard in your youth, you will only grieve in your old age.' This poem expresses the same idea with different couplets, making it profound and easier to accept, serving as a warning."

"Moreover, encouraging study is not just about advising people to learn; it also has the meaning of encouragement. Therefore, I believe this poem has a deeper meaning and is superior to those articles that only focus on monotonous advice. Mr. Du, do you think an untalented person could write such a poem?"

Du Jiaoyuan wiped his sweat repeatedly. With his appreciation skills, he could certainly see the highlights of the poem.

Huo Zhangyuan was very accurate. The saying "If you do not work hard in your youth, you will only grieve in your old age" is known to everyone.

However, knowing it does not mean truly understanding it, and whether the listener can put it into practice is another matter. The black hair of "not knowing to study hard in black hair" and the white hair of "regretting reading late in white hair" have a stark visual contrast, making it more heart-touching in a certain sense than 'Changge Xing'!

But he still wanted to struggle a bit and said勉强, "But isn't this poem too simple?"

Huo Zhangyuan smiled faintly and asked in return, "Deep but simple, natural and smooth, and rich in philosophy, isn't this the most basic requirement for an article to be widely spread? Among the famous works in the world, which ones are obscure and difficult to understand? Can you give me a couple of examples, Mr. Du?"

Obscure and difficult works are rarely understood by ordinary people, so they have very few chances to spread widely. Du Jiaoyuan was truly afraid now. Even if he were foolish, he could tell that Huo Zhangyuan appreciated and supported Yue Heng, so he dared not criticize the poem anymore.

"Also, didn't you notice the font?" Huo Zhangyuan said this, waved his hand, and the "Persuading to Study II" in front of Yue Heng floated over and fell into his hands. He quietly put the first "Persuading to Study I" into his Qiankun bag.

Then he smiled at Yue Heng and said meaningfully, "Just the font alone has great research value."

Yue Heng blushed. When he wrote the poem by Yan Zhenqing, he deliberately used Yan Zhenqing's font, thinking it would help him enter the state of mind faster and might even bring unexpected surprises.

However, the font is not something that can be mastered in a short time. He practiced Yan Zhenqing's regular script for two hours in the tent yesterday. Thanks to the transformation of his body by the Fuxi star power, his understanding and mastery of the characters were deeper, allowing him to achieve about eight or nine-tenths of Yan Zhenqing's style.

After completing the two poems, Huo Zhangyuan and Du Jiaoyuan lowered their heads to appreciate them, and Yue Heng finally had a chance to rest. After all, entering the "Xindao" state twice was quite draining.

During this time, the "Fen" character Wenpan floating in the air flashed a few times, and other people in the hall also produced some excellent articles. The other three instructors were scattered around, reading and inspecting, but the actions of the two instructors by Yue Heng were too unusual, attracting the attention of many people.

"Can I write the third one now?"

Yue Heng, having rested, asked softly. The first two poems were taken by Huo Zhangyuan and isolated with defiling ink, and the two of them were on high alert, which definitely meant something was wrong!

For the third one, he had prepared a famous work by the Song Dynasty philosopher Zhu Xi, but the situation now seemed off. He was hesitant to write it, fearing that it might involve the ideas of this Confucian philosopher and cause more trouble. Should he switch to the fourth substitute work?

"Wait a moment."

Huo Zhangyuan waved his hand, summoning the other instructors. The five of them discussed in low voices for a while. The three new arrivals looked shocked and disbelieving. Finally, Du Jiaoyuan stepped forward, dispersing the other students around Yue Heng, and the five of them looked at Yue Heng together.

"Palace power, 'Prison!' Palace power, 'Warning!'"

Huo Zhangyuan drew seals in the air with his fingers, and a massive literary aura surged over. With the assistance of the large array in the hall, two invisible spatial shackles trapped all six of them. Yue Heng was a bit panicked, but the other five looked very serious.

Then Huo Zhangyuan threw a few improved defiling ink beads around, and with a few muffled thuds, the beads hit the inner walls of the literary aura prison, bursting into large clouds of black mist. Huo Zhangyuan used his literary aura and divine consciousness to blow the black mist, quickly covering the prison of the "Prison" character Wenpan.

After doing all this, only the five of them in the hall could see the articles Yue Heng wrote, and everyone finally felt at ease.

"With the 'Warning' character Wenpan, we can discuss freely without worrying about leaks."

"Sir Huo, what is it that has you so on edge? To use double warning Wenpans!"

"It's this student's poem!"

"Please be patient. Let's wait for Yue Heng to complete the third one, and then we can all discuss and appreciate it together."

The other instructors, persuaded by Huo Zhangyuan and Du Jiaoyuan, suppressed their curiosity. They saw Yue Heng holding a pen and staring blankly, so they waited patiently.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Yue Heng struggled for a while, sighed, and decided to use Zhu Xi's work.

This time, he first wrote the four-character title of the poem, "Persuading to Study III," then stopped, closed his eyes slowly, and began to imagine the realm of the poem.

"Persuading to Study III? Could it be that he has already written two?"

"Exactly. Yesterday, Mr. Du punished him to write three, but the first two were rare masterpieces, and they might even have a resonance effect!"

"Is this true? A new student can write a 'resonant poem'?"

"Anything is possible!"

The few of them did not dare to discuss loudly and watched Yue Heng with great interest. After about the time it takes to burn an incense stick, Yue Heng opened his eyes and began to write.

"Youth easily ages, and learning is hard to achieve,

An inch of time cannot be lightly wasted.

Before the pond, the spring grass dream has not faded,

But the leaves of the wutong tree in front of the steps are already autumn sounds."

This poem by Zhu Xi on diligence in study is widely popular in Japan. Yue Heng loved the metaphors in this poem, especially the contrast between the spring grass dream and the autumn sounds of the wutong leaves, which had a strong sense of immersion.

Due to the defiling ink and the power of the "Warning" character Wenpan, Zhu Xi's "Ou Cheng" did not produce any unusual phenomena.

The poem had several highlights, and after reading the main text, everyone let out surprised exclamations.

"An inch of time, and again an inch of time! For a thousand years, everyone has said time is like an arrow, time is like gold, and this line 'an inch of time cannot be lightly wasted' expresses the helplessness of life, as time once gone never returns..."

"The spring grass dream and the autumn sounds of the wutong leaves create a strong contrast. Just a moment ago, it was a beautiful scene, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into desolation. Year after year, youth turns to old age, and life passes in a flash. When you look back and want to learn again, it is already too late. Sigh, how sad!"

"The pond in the hall and the wutong tree in front of the hall, Yue Heng must have seen the beauty of the hall and felt inspired. Once this state of mind is reached, it is hard not to resonate!"

"Also, the first line, 'Youth easily ages, and learning is hard to achieve,' time passes, and youth easily ages. When you are old and want to learn, it is already too late. Additionally, this line can also be read as 'Youth is easy to learn, but old age is hard to achieve,' which turns into an encouraging message, advising young people to study. One poem, two readings, the flavors are slightly different, making it thought-provoking and worth deep reflection!"

Everyone, upon reading a good poem and appreciating its highlights, could not help but applaud and praise.

But Du Jiaoyuan still refused to acknowledge Yue Heng's talent. He said angrily, "Just a few words, used repeatedly, 'an inch of time' appears twice in three poems. Isn't this just padding the word count?"

Huo Zhangyuan's expression changed slightly, allowing Du Jiaoyuan to criticize while he and the other three remained silent, passing around the three poems on encouraging study.

After Du Jiaoyuan searched his brain for all the critical words, he heard the four instructors sigh in unison.

"You..."

Seeing the four instructors with joyful expressions, smiling faces, and a faint blue glow emanating from their bodies, Du Jiaoyuan was shocked and his voice trembled, "You resonated? But I didn't feel anything... Did I miss something?"

Instructor Cheng, who taught the first-level students, stroked his beard and smiled, "Old Du, learning has no end. Encouraging study is not just for new students; it is also helpful for us old scholars."

Instructor Yan, who taught the second-level students poetry and prose, held the three poems and said with admiration, "Old Du, I really have to thank you. If it weren't for you forcing Mr. Yue to write three poems, I wouldn't have had the chance to see these three masterpieces. I have taught poetry and prose for fifteen years, and I can confidently say that in all the essays on 'Encouraging Study' I have read, these three can all rank in the top five!"

Instructor Shen, who taught the third-level students the techniques of literary battles, said with a smile, "I appreciate battle poems and songs, but the theme of encouraging study is a bit forced. Ha! I give these three poems an A rating!"

Du Jiaoyuan almost fainted. These evaluations were really too high!

Huo Zhangyuan smiled and said, "Mr. Du, to be honest, the four of us have all improved our learning abilities to some extent. All the Wenpans in the palace, both those already formed and those in the process of forming, have made a small but significant progress. These three 'Encouraging Study' poems are rare overall skill-enhancing poems, and the younger the listener, the better the effect on improving Wenpan control!"

"That's right, I have the same feeling!"

"We should also thank Mr. Yue for his words of encouragement!"

"Ha! I am at the peak of the fourth-level scholar, and although the improvement is small, at our level, even a tiny enhancement is extremely useful, and every step up is as difficult as climbing a mountain!"

Seeing the four of them chatting and laughing, Du Jiaoyuan painfully realized that he had truly understood nothing!

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