Confucianism under Heaven

Chapter 29 Holy Publication

Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Holy Publisher

All eyes turned to Ye Ru, followed by gasps of astonishment.

"There are actually two war poems! Without personally visiting the frontier, one could never write good war poems. Even a person of great talent could only write a virtuous war poem at most."

"Ye Tongsheng is probably the number one poet in Qingyun County."

"He is not only the first person in Qingyun County, but also one in ten thousand people in the whole world who can write two war poems in the name of a student."

These people initially mocked Ye Ru upon first meeting him, but now, with the exception of a few, they all hold him in high esteem.

Returning to the top ten absolutes, creating amazing poems, he truly set a precedent for students.

Wang Bieqiu felt a pang of regret, regretting that he had provoked such a prodigy.

But a moment later, that regret transformed into a chilling killing intent.

"Ye Ru, I apologize for my previous offense. Today I humbly seek your guidance. I recently came across a passage of scripture, and I would like to ask you, Ye Tongsheng, to enlighten us once again."

Wang Xiaoyang gave Liu Zhi a look, and the latter quickly took out the copy of the classic text that had been placed on the bulletin board and displayed it on his desk.

"It turns out it's this passage from the classic text. If I hadn't read the Doctrine of the Mean, I probably wouldn't have been able to do it."

Magistrate Zhang said, giving Wang Xiaoyang a meaningful look.

He knew that Wang Xiaoyang was about to use this opportunity to attack Ye Ru again.

As the crowd gathered, they saw that this was the most difficult interpretation of the scripture in the last ten years, and immediately began to discuss it.

"Isn't this the classic text that was said to have misled hundreds of thousands of Chinese students during the fifteen years of the Huaxia era? Someone has actually recreated it."

"Judging from the passages of the classics and the central idea, it would be impossible for anyone who is not at least a scholar to write this."

"What a wonderful concept of moderation! It not only highlights the theme but also elevates the meaning of the Doctrine of the Mean."

"Even Ye Tongsheng probably couldn't have written this interpretation of the sutra."

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"This is said to be the most difficult classic text to be tested for the first time. We know that we cannot do it with our own talent and thinking. We earnestly request that Master Ye enlighten us."

Liu Zhi clasped his hands in a fist salute to Ye Ru and said.

Everyone understood why Liu Zhi had brought out this scripture.

Taking the opportunity to make things difficult.

After all, even Magistrate Zhang said that he himself might not be able to write it, let alone Ye Ru.

"Yes, the person who wrote this article must be a genius of extraordinary talent. If Ye Tongsheng says he can't do it, that's understandable. But it would be a disgrace to the name of the Holy Child Scholar."

Wang Xiaoyang said in a sinister tone from the side.

Some people glared at Ye Ru angrily, while others looked at him with pity.

"The meaning of this scripture..."

"Ye Tongsheng, why don't you explain it to us? Otherwise, we'll say you're ignorant and wasting your reputation as a scholar."

Liu Zhi interrupted Ye Ru, speaking sarcastically.

"What's all this noise about? Oh, Magistrate Zhang, you're here too."

At this moment, Fang Zifeng walked in, raised his wine cup, and looked at Magistrate Zhang.

He was originally discussing Ye Ru with two other teachers from private schools when he heard the commotion and rushed over immediately.

Since the purpose of these three literary gatherings was to discuss poetry and conduct minor examinations, in order to avoid conflict among the three groups, they were held in three different locations within the Hongxiang Restaurant.

"Mr. Fang, you've finally arrived. Who wrote this commentary on the classics? It's so insightful and to the point. Could it be that you wrote it for future generations of students to study?"

When Magistrate Zhang saw Fang Zifeng, he breathed a sigh of relief. Fang Zifeng's arrival was tantamount to indirectly relieving Ye Ru's predicament.

After all, if this were written by Fang Zifeng, Ye Ru's talent would not be enough to touch this barrier.

“Mr. Fang, we would like to ask Yip Tong-sheng to explain the meaning of your scripture, but unfortunately Yip Tong-sheng does not know it. We are discussing it now.”

Liu Zhi deliberately spoke loudly, emphasizing the word "won't," and then gave Ye Ru a provocative look.

"Mine? When did I ever interpret scriptures?"

Fang Zifeng was both amused and exasperated. He knew nothing about this matter, but he vaguely knew something: someone was deliberately making things difficult for Ye Ru.

"If it wasn't written by your interpretation, then it must have been written by a brilliant and talented person. The difference between Ye Tongsheng and this mysterious person seems to be as vast as heaven and earth."

Wang Xiaoyang and the others all spoke loudly.

"Is it the meaning of that scripture that you admire so much?"

Fang Zifeng raised an eyebrow, looking very curious.

"This is the one we all agree is the most important classic text for the imperial examinations."

Liu Zhi took out the copy and gave it to Fang Zifeng. Seeing the latter's furrowed brows, he felt a little more confident.

"You say this passage is very good?"

Upon seeing this passage, Fang Zifeng looked at everyone, suppressing his laughter, and finally saw Ye Ru looking helpless.

"Of course, this is a famous piece; otherwise, it wouldn't have been posted on the bulletin board."

Liu Zhi spoke first.

"Do you all think this way?"

Fang Zifeng asked again, and the three adults were all taken aback, wondering what this gentleman was up to.

"Yes, even if I devoted my whole life to this interpretation, I probably couldn't have done it. It is naturally of the highest quality."

Many people spoke out loudly.

"If this interpretation of the classics was written by one of the students present, then we will call that student the best in the literary gathering, and we will present him with the prize of a Zhuge robe!"

Wang Xiaoyang raised his arm and shouted, prompting everyone to chime in.

"Very well, I'll tell you then, this commentary on the classics was written by Ye Ru!"

The entire room fell silent, a deathly silence. Even Wang Xiaoyang's mouth hung open.

The most difficult exam question for the young scholars in ten years was actually answered by someone who had just obtained the title of young scholar.

Moreover, it is written so well that even a scholar would find it difficult to match.

Wang Bieqiu's face was extremely ugly, and he glared fiercely at Wang Xiaoyang.

The crowd was buzzing with excitement, and most of them changed their attitude towards Ye Ru, looking at Liu Zhi and Wang Xiaoyang with schadenfreude.

"Why didn't you say so sooner? You made me worry for nothing. You must punish yourself with three drinks!"

Zhao Cheng punched Ye Ru and laughed.

"You must treat us to a meal at Hongxiang Restaurant sometime in the future, or I won't let you off the hook."

Qian Wei also looked at Ye Ru with admiration.

"sure."

Ye Ru clasped his hands in return and said.

Liu Zhi's smile froze on his face. He had originally wanted to use this interpretation of the classics to attack Ye Ru's reputation, but he hadn't expected that this interpretation of the classics was also written by Ye Ru.

In this way, if I want to use the meaning of this scripture to write an article, I'm afraid I'll never be able to muster the courage to write one in my lifetime.

Wang Xiaoyang was also shocked; this commentary on the classics was actually written by Ye Ru.

"After the imperial examinations are over, I will personally deliver this interpretation of the classics to the Academy of Literature so that they can evaluate whether this interpretation of the classics and those three poems that startled the Holy War can be published in the Holy Journal."

A few simple words caused the place to boil over once again.