When he arrived at the Green Cliff Linzi Courtyard, it was much emptier than usual.
The students of the Academy took a break every five days. Today was the break.
But it wasn't peaceful.
Jiang Wang was still outside the courtyard when he heard the old Dean's bitter voice, "Withdraw, why withdraw again?"
Then came Xu Xiangqian's self-righteous voice, "This is what I deserve. It's just a little bit earlier. Why can't I withdraw?"
Cultivators of the Academy and jerky. It was usually used to refer to the teacher's salary.
The old Dean's voice trembled, probably because he was angry, "How dare you! You've already withdrawn 30 years later! "
"Do you doubt my loyalty to the Academy? Won't I stay in the Academy for the rest of my life? Or do you think I won't live 30 years? Are you cursing me — a good young man in his prime? "
"Go away, don't pester me endlessly!"
"Oh, Dean, your attitude is a disgrace to the gentleman."
"What do you mean by gentleman?"
"Gentleman means … Are you kidding me? Just tell me if you'll give it or not! "
Jiang Wang hesitated for a moment, but still walked in.
He heard the old Dean ask, "Do you see the door over there? What's the style? "
Xu Xiangqian grabbed his sleeve and didn't let go, "Dean, are you old and dim-sighted? That's a wall. "
"Isn't that it?" The old Dean sneered and flung Xu Xiangqian away, "No way!"
"Good for you!" Xu Xiangqian pointed at his back and said, "When I write a poem to attack you and ruin your reputation, don't say I didn't warn you!"
Writing a poem to attack was a popular way among the literati. They didn't limit themselves to poems and songs.
Generally speaking, they were more serious and needed to be treated with caution.
For example, Mo Ya, the Great Scholar of the Green Cliff, said, "Death entangled with riches and honor, sacrificing himself for the country without a famous general."
It almost nailed Jinghai on the pillar of shame. It wasn't a good reputation for Qi. Therefore, few people in Qi talked about it.
But in the face of Xu Xiangqian's threat, which carried great weight among scholars, the old dean only responded with a cold snort. He actually ignored it, completely indifferent.
"Ayaya!"
Xu Xiangqian was so angry that his forehead tightened. He felt that his talent had been greatly looked down upon.
When he turned around and saw Jiang Wang, his eyes lit up.
Jiang Wang wore a pure white T-shirt today. His appearance was more refined and handsome, and his skin tone was very good, very white. This robe that was often worn by scholars was surprisingly suitable.
"Brother Jiang, with your outfit today, you and I can be called the Twin Prides of Mount Haste!"
Rushing Horse Mountain was the grave he chose for Xu Fang …
Jiang Wang didn't want to be in the same league as Mr. Gao, so he laughed and said, "When are we leaving?"
Speaking of which, Xu Xiangqian might have considered the Green Cliff Academy when he went out to collect Xu Fang's body, but his main purpose was to help Jiang Wang resolve the knot in his heart. This point was not explicitly stated, but both parties knew it in their hearts.
"We can leave when the coffins at Bai Shi Street are ready."
Xu Xiangqian said casually, then asked with some indignation, "Why is it so hard to get an advance on cultivation? Brother Jiang, tell me, is Dean Liu looking down on me? "
Jiang Wang didn't comment.
Daoist, Confucian, and other prominent schools were different from ordinary sects. Disciples didn't all devote themselves to cultivation. A large portion of them only devoted themselves to learning, burying themselves in the classics, and didn't think about becoming extraordinary in cultivation. Of course, there were also examples of those who could understand the classics and reach the heavens in a single bound.
Although Old Dean Liu seemed to be just an ordinary dean, no one knew if he had any complicated relationships in the Green Cliff Academy.
Moreover, he actually had respect for these so-called "old-fashioned" people.
But speaking of which, Xu Xiangqian wanted to get an advance on cultivation because he wanted to collect Xu Fang's body. Jiang Wang couldn't fork out this money, and Chung Geng Sheng wouldn't do it either.
It wasn't convenient for him to ask others for help with this matter. Otherwise, with the scholar Old Xu's usual confidence, he wouldn't need to consider money.
He only had an ordinary teaching position in the academy, so he didn't have much money.
As a Transcendent expert, the Green Cliff Academy didn't lack for his daily expenses, but he spent a lot of money in the four famous academies.
No matter how famous the Green Cliff Academy was, it couldn't support their young masters like those aristocratic families. Therefore, Xu Fang often freeloaded from his friends when he didn't have enough money. That was how the reputation of "Xu Fang being stingy" spread.
"Cough." Jiang Wang thought for a moment. "About the money …"
"You don't have to worry about this." Xu Xiangqian waved his hand. "I'll take care of it easily."
If Jiang Wang really had to fork out money to handle Xu Fang's funeral, then there was no point for Xu Xiangqian to step in.
Jiang Wang didn't say much. After all, for a Transcendent expert, this level of money wasn't too difficult a matter.
Before leaving the academy, Xu Xiangqian thought for a moment. He still couldn't swallow this anger, so he ran back to the academy and fetched an inkstone.
He stood in front of the academy's wall, motionless, and began to meditate.
Jiang Wang didn't know what he was thinking, so he couldn't say anything. He could only watch from the side.
After a long time, Xu Xiangqian's eyes flashed. He pressed one hand on the inkstone and ground out a suitable amount of ink.
He then pulled out the ink with his other hand. Using his finger as a pen, he quickly wrote on the wall of the Green Cliff Academy!
The title read: "Green Cliff Academy."
The poem read:
Unchanging Academy Master.
The first courtyard was filled with a foul atmosphere.
There's no next meal.
How can a Phoenix live in a grass nest?
After he finished writing, he was satisfied. He looked at Jiang Wang and said, "How is it?"
Jiang Wang still owed him a favor. He said, "The ink is well ground! The poem is neatly written! "
Of course, they were all seven words in a sentence. They were neatly arranged and pleasing to the eye.
Xu Xiangqian was very satisfied. He threw the inkstone into a flower bush in the corner. "Let's go!"
Jiang Wang followed and ran.
… …
They were far away from the academy.
Xu Xiangqian suddenly sighed again. "Sigh."
"What's wrong, Brother Xu?" Jiang Wang was really supportive today. Xu Xiangqian was helping him by helping to bury Xu Fang.
Xu Xiangqian sighed. "Although Old Academy Master Liu is a bit stubborn, he's not a bad person. If I write a line today and spread it around the world in the future, wouldn't I be ruining his reputation? Why don't … I go back and wipe it! "
Jiang Wang pondered for a while and replied cautiously, "I don't think it's necessary …"
"Of course, I'm not saying that your poem doesn't have that influence, and I'm not saying that your poem isn't good. I also lack the ability to appreciate poems. What I mean is … "
"A scholar knows his innocence. A straight body is not afraid of a crooked shadow. Old Academy Master Liu's character can't be determined by one or two poems. "
Jiang Wang added as he thought, "Besides, he should have seen your poem by now. It's up to the Academy Master to decide whether to keep it or not. If we go back now and bump into him … "
He didn't know which point convinced Xu Xiangqian.
In short, after much persuasion, he finally dispelled his impulse to go back and bump into the tip of a knife.
The two of them went straight to their next target — Xiao Lianqiao's Old Zhang Coffin Shop.
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