binnovel Chapter 230 Scholar Lei
Chapter 230 Scholar Lei
Chapter 230 Scholar Lei
The entire room fell silent, except for Zou Tianshu's words, which drew sighs from many people.
Faced with such power, it is impossible for anyone to feel any resistance.
That is the power of a saint.
Ye Ru's wings fluttered slightly as he glanced at Zou Tianshu before slowly landing, his wings folding back.
"Won……"
Xue Hanshu looked at the tall, javelin-like boy in disbelief.
"Yes, they actually won, a victory against a much stronger opponent, and the difference in skill was so vast..."
Zhang Guo nodded in agreement, his fists clenching nervously.
"A truly righteous spirit! This is the first time I've seen such a thing. Ye Ru will make a name for himself at Yingtian Academy after this battle."
Linghu Qingfeng smiled.
"There is another matter. Yingtian Academy has many eyes and ears. I think that after this incident, the Left Prime Minister will definitely find out that Ye Ru possesses righteousness. If the Left Prime Minister then sets his sights on killing him, I'm afraid he will still face a nine-out-of-ten chance of death."
Zhang Shuling's sudden words silenced the other two. It was clear that if the Left Prime Minister made a move, they would have no way to protect the young man before them.
"If this matter really reaches the Left Prime Minister's side, Ye Ru has not committed a crime and is under the protection of my Yingtian Academy. Once he becomes a Juren (a successful candidate in the provincial civil service examination), he will be able to protect himself. Don't worry."
Linghu Qingfeng pondered for a moment, then slowly spoke, before looking towards the Yingwen Observatory.
At this moment, Zou Tianshu closed his eyes with a look of utter defeat. It was clear that this literary contest had dealt him a heavy blow, especially since Ye Ru possessed a strong sense of righteousness.
"Could I see this poem...?"
Suddenly, Zou Tianshu reached out his hand and said.
"Um... OK."
Ye Ru, holding the page in his hand, shot it directly into Zou Tianshu's hand.
To err is human, to forgive divine. Ye Ru knew that Zou Tianshu had already admitted defeat, so it was not unreasonable for him to announce this poem to the world.
Moreover, Ye Ru has modified the allusions in this poem, turning them into well-known generals in the Confucian and Taoist continent.
"Heaven and earth possess righteous energy, which manifests in various forms..."
At that moment, a surge of righteous energy suddenly shot out, striking Zou Tianshu directly. Zou Tianshu's hand trembled, and he threw the object away, only to be caught by Wu Huazi.
His talent is of the Yin nature, and wielding such a poem imbued with powerful righteous energy will inevitably backfire, something Zou Tianshu had not anticipated.
What is the title of this poem?
"Ode to Uprightness"
"Master Ye, I have a favor to ask. Would it be alright if I read it aloud in public for you gentlemen to judge?"
Wu Huazi gave Ye Ru a meaningful look, and then said.
"It's alright, please do as you please, sir."
Ye Ru smiled.
Upon hearing Ye Ru's agreement, Wu Huazi nodded and then began to recite.
"The heaven and earth have righteous energy, and are mixed and endowed with manifolds. Below are the rivers and mountains, and above are the sun and stars."
"In man, it is called the vast and righteous spirit, overflowing and filling the boundless sky. The imperial road should be clear and peaceful, embracing harmony and illuminating the court..."
Wu Huazi recited the poem word by word, and the students below listened attentively, feeling the noble spirit within it.
The poem begins by pointing out that a righteous spirit exists between heaven and earth, and will inevitably manifest itself when times are dire. It turns out that the righteous spirit created by Mencius doesn't not exist; it exists within our hearts. I understand now.
Linghu Qingfeng fell into deep thought, then his eyes lit up, and he said.
"Where righteousness lies, even death is inevitable; this is perhaps the essence of noble spirit."
Zhang Shuling nodded.
"I really don't know how talented Ye Ru is. He can even write poems that contain such righteous spirit. Moreover, his talent hasn't even been fully displayed yet, so it's impossible to tell what level of poetry it is."
Yu Mengyang shook his head and clicked his tongue in admiration.
"It's not that it has no rank, but rather that its rank has been obscured by those above. If this poem were to truly become famous throughout the world, do you know what the consequences would be?"
Linghu Qingfeng smiled slightly and said.
"I see, I see. Let's continue to appreciate this poem. If we can study it thoroughly, we may gain some understanding of its noble spirit."
Yu Mengyang said that if he applied this righteous spirit to the art of playing the zither, it would certainly be of great benefit to the art.
After Wu Huazi finished reading the poem, she stopped and handed it to Ye Ru:
"The younger generation is truly formidable. If our martyrs knew you said this, they would be extremely gratified. In that case, this..."
Just as Wu Huazi was about to end the literary contest, a thunderous roar suddenly echoed in the distant sky.
The thunder roared across the sky, making everyone in the book palace tremble.
"The thunder appears before the person arrives; could it be Scholar Lei?"
Linghu Qingfeng looked up at the rumbling thunder in the sky and murmured.
"Scholar Lei? Scholar Lei actually came. Could it be because of this 'Ode to Righteousness'?"
"Haha, who wrote this poem with such righteous spirit? This piece comes from the heart, generous and poignant. Reading this song, one cannot help but shed tears. Its sincerity in loyalty to the emperor and concern for the country is like the tears of gods and ghosts, truly enough to move even metal and stone and reach the heavens."
At that moment, a thunderous sound rang out in the sky, followed by an old man dressed in a green robe, his body crackling with lightning, striding forward.
"I have met Scholar Lei."
When Linghu Qingfeng and the others saw this person, they all bowed respectfully. The students did not know who this person was, but they knew that someone who could make the teachers in the academy bow like this must not be an unknown person, so they also bowed respectfully.
"No need for formalities. I simply sensed the temple shaking and was ordered to come and investigate."
Scholar Lei nodded casually.
Ye Ru's gaze shifted slightly as the old man, a scholar named Lei, arrived. The old man's eyes were like stars, dazzling and brilliant. Countless lightning patterns were engraved on his green robe, and a terrifying aura slowly emanated from him.
"Your literary duel was indeed brilliant. Zou Tianshu, you don't need to belittle yourself. This Ye Tongsheng has shaken the Holy Temple no less than five times in just one year. So, in terms of both reason and emotion, you have not lost."
Scholar Lei landed between the two and first spoke slowly to Zou Tianshu.
"The students are aware."
Zou Tianshu nodded respectfully.
"Ye Tongsheng, you are merely a student, yet you nearly caused chaos within the National Academy and the Academy of Saints. In recent months, the entire Grand Secretariat, including the Great Confucian Scholars, has been focused on you, a mere student. This poem is truly a masterpiece, brimming with righteous spirit. With your current strength, you are not capable of protecting it. Based on the National Academy's reaction, we intend to entrust this poem to the Academy for safekeeping. What do you say?"
Scholar Lei turned his head and looked at Ye Rudao.
"Following the Grand Scholar's words, with my current strength, I am indeed not capable of protecting this poem. Therefore, I will entrust it to the Holy Academy for safekeeping."
Ye Ru nodded and said.
Upon hearing this, Scholar Lei nodded, and his next words made Ye Ru raise an eyebrow, a hint of heat appearing on his face.
“You are a promising young man. You have the wings of a sage. I have another task for you today, which is to teach you the method of controlling your wings.”