Two days after Zhang Chi arrived at Sanwu Academy, he also changed into a scholarly outfit. Because his hair was not long, he put on a hat. He still looked quite funny.

Of course, Zhang Chi had no money, and Santong and Daoxuan didn’t have it either. However, since he walked with Mr. Ding yesterday, Zhang Chi said, “My cousin is a gentry, so he should have a lot of money. From then on, the few people have no worries about food and clothing.

Santong admires Zhang Chi very much now. No matter who he eats, he seems to be at ease.

Master Han from the academy was already white in his hair and beard. Since he saw Zhang Chi take out Miss Wang's jade pendant, he has been respectful to Zhang Chi and treat him like a guest of honor. There are many famous scholars who come and go to the academy, but Zhang Chi has never been treated like this.

In the past two days, people from the academy gathered together every afternoon to discuss and read "Zhuangzi". Of course, Zhang Chi was unwilling to debate. He had been working hard these days before he arrived in Jiankang and was about to have a good rest.

After lunch, Zhang Chi climbed into bed to take a nap. Although Santong was born in five large and three thick, she liked to do some writing and writing. She wanted to take Zhang Chi to listen to these people discussing "Zhuangzi", which was also very exciting. Unexpectedly, Zhang Chi turned around and said lazily: "Spring is not the day to study. Summer is hot and hot, and there are mosquitoes and winter, so it's better to clean up your books for the New Year."

After saying that, he continued to sleep again. Santong naturally had no way to do anything to him. He thought that he had never studied all seasons, so he really didn't know how his knowledge came about.

It was already evening when Zhang Chi woke up at noon. Seeing that there was no one around and he was a little hungry, he wanted to go out to find food. As soon as he went out, he saw Miss Wang.

The moon was already mid-air, and Miss Wang was standing under a osmanthus tree by the lake, holding her right sleeve with her left hand, and was smiling at Zhang Chi.

Zhang Chi had just woken up, and when she saw Miss Wang's smiling face, she suddenly felt a little dazed. She inexplicably remembered her first love girlfriend when she was in college, and the youthful years of talking about love by the butterfly lake on the university campus. Suddenly, her nose felt sour.

"Young Master suddenly felt something?" Miss Wang looked at Zhang Chi in a daze and asked with a smile.

Zhang Chi smiled, he couldn't say that he thought of his first love girlfriend after seeing Miss Wang, right? He stammered for a moment and said perfunctorily: "I just miss home."

"It turns out that the young master misses his hometown." Miss Wang said sadly: "I thought I was the only one who was unhappy these days, and it turns out that the young master is the same."

"I just feel a little bit." Zhang Chi asked, "I wonder what the lady is worried about?"

Miss Wang smiled slightly but didn't say anything.

In fact, Miss Wang was unhappy because of her marriage, but she didn't tell Zhang Chi. What a kind of person Miss Wang is, she can always be buried in her heart. Just now, it was just because she was infected by Zhang Chi's emotions. In just a moment, she returned to her usual elegant expression. She changed the topic and said: "My father wanted to use thunder to plan for the vassal states, joining the Minister of the current dynasty Wang Xun, and forcing her to resist Huan Xuan. I was afraid that the war would rise and it would be difficult to control it."

"If the situation is unpredictable today, I wonder what your son has to think?" Miss Wang suddenly asked Zhang Chi.

Zhang Chi was extremely reluctant to participate in political affairs, and smiled faintly and said perfunctorily: "I only know how to drink and sleep, how can I know the general trend of the world?"

"Young Master, why not say it." Miss Wang persisted.

When Zhang Chi saw Miss Wang asking, he thought about it and said, "Actually, there is a comparison in the world."

"What can I compare?"

"It's comparable to a pot." Zhang Chi said.

"How can I explain this?" This was the first time Miss Wang heard such an interesting metaphor and asked Zhang Chi.

"A man's pot cracked, so he asked a craftsman to repair it. When the craftsman shoveled off the bottom of the pot, he knocked the bottom of the pot with a hammer while the owner turned his head, so that the original crack would be more serious. Then he called the owner and said, "Look, your pot crack is so serious, it is difficult to repair."

"In this way, craftsmen can not only make money, but also thank the masters very much. Moreover, craftsmen can soon be famous in the village because they are praised." Zhang Chi said: "If they are not severely divided, they will not show any means. The world is like this pot. The plan of powerful ministers in the court is just a common trick used by craftsmen in the village."

Miss Wang has never heard of such a novel metaphor, but after thinking about it carefully, it is indeed the case.

"The gentry is powerful, and the southern Tianshidao is ready to move. My father is probably going to be the craftsman of this pot." Miss Wang thought for a while and said worriedly: "But now this pot is full of cracks, and I am afraid that if another hammer is smashed, the pot will be broken."

Zhang Chi smiled and said, "That depends on the craftsman's craftsmanship."

Miss Wang pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked Zhang Chi with interest: "What if the young master is in power now?"

"The family has been powerful since the Han Dynasty. The family has not rebelled and the world is not in chaos. Even if the Zhangjiao Taiping Dao uprising, it will eventually be defeated by the family. Although Taoism deceived the people to rebel, the Han Dynasty did not perish in Tao, but in the family." Zhang Chi often read history books, so he still made some sense when he spoke.

"As long as the family does not rebel, the Tianshi Tao is not worth worrying; but if the family turns against each other, the world will be in chaos."

Although Zhang Chi did not know the history of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, he often read history books and he still understood the politics of aristocratic families. In fact, the politics of aristocratic families have been disadvantages since the Han Dynasty. Often, the people who had bound the territory were not the rebels, but the prominent families that the court relied deeply on. Cao Cao, Sun Jian, and Liu Bei was in aristocratic family after all, and even Li Yuan, the founding leader of the Tang Dynasty, was all aristocratic family.

"That's exactly what I think," Ms. Wang sighed and said, "So I advocate that I'm willing to do it, but unfortunately my father doesn't listen to me."

Zhang Chi shook his head and said, "It's not a slow plan. If I take power, my solution is not to do anything to the family."

This sentence surprised Miss Wang. Zhang Chi continued to explain: "Miss Wang, the family may have been jealous of the royal family, so why not plan early after crossing the river?"

"In the past, the clans were powerful, so I was probably powerless." Miss Wang replied.

"That is the family now becoming more and more declining?" Zhang Chi asked.

Miss Wang nodded: "That's true. After the Feishui War, the clans have gradually declined and the common people have risen. Only then can the court make a strong effort to do it."

"The centipede insect will not be stiff even if it dies." Zhang Chi said with a smile: "If you attack the clans, there will be a rebound. Then why not let it decline? The more corrupt it becomes, the stronger it becomes. I am afraid that the common people will be able to command military power without decades. If the gentry is not conquered, the gentry will gradually be replaced by the common people. What we need to do is to slowly cultivate the common people so that they can use it for me in the future, and then the rest will be left with waiting."

Although the truth is simple, but in the situation, there are few people who can see through it. Miss Wang is so smart. After Zhang Chi said something, she suddenly realized that Miss Wang never convinced others, but at this time she had to accept it. She sighed and said, "I used to read "Zhuangzi" and said, 'Gods and man are useless, and the saints are useless.' I have never understood what it means. After hearing what the young master said today, I realized the meaning. Gods and man are useless, saints are useless, but the masters are very good at the world, but most of the craftsmen who do this stuffing work."

Zhang Chi may only understand so much. If he says more, he will probably be exposed. So he changed the topic and said, "Miss is here today. It shouldn't be a discussion with me about the general trend of the world?"

Miss Wang smiled and nodded and said, "It's like the evening of love today. The academy invites the scholars from the academy to invite the young master to the banquet."

…

…

There are many people studying in the academy, so this time it was an open-air banquet. There were mats on the square and everyone was on the court. When Zhang Chi came, Santong pulled Zhang Chi and said, "Brother Zhang, I heard that the students still had to write poems during the banquet today. How could I write? Why don't you teach me one first so that I won't be ugly later."

"Why do you have to write poems when you drink?" Zhang Chi asked strangely.

"Brother doesn't know anything," Ding Yizhi said at this time: "Today is not as simple as having a feast."

"Why isn't it simple?" Zhang Chi continued to ask.

"Today's banquet is a poem banquet," Ding Yizhi explained: "Sanwu Academy was built by the royal family in the court. The purpose is naturally to cultivate talents. Therefore, the academy has an opportunity to recommend it every spring. Unfortunately, it only has one quota. Students from poor families or down-and-out gentry can enter the court to become officials through recommendations. If what I expected, the academy will choose the most talented people among the people today to recommend it."

Santong said: "I heard that people speak casually in the table to argue for their advantages and disadvantages. If others ask me, I can't answer it, that's embarrassing? So Brother Zhang would teach me a poem, which is best to use anywhere. In this way, if others ask me, I won't be ridiculed by others."

"A poem that can be used anywhere?" Zhang Chi couldn't hear it and sweated heavily.

"If you are afraid of being ridiculed by others, then I will teach you a poem that can ridicule others." Zhang Chi thought about it and suddenly felt his heart moved, he smiled, and then told him, "But you can only write this poem, but you can't read it."

Santong once studied in Huainan when she was young and could still write calligraphy. At this time, she heard Zhang Chi say she wanted to teach him, so she nodded and said, "I can write calligraphy, and I can write calligraphy."

Master Han saw that Miss Wang had arrived, and hurriedly welcomed the emperor. After Miss Wang sat down, Master Han said, "Today's poetry banquet began. Everyone here was academy study tour. If there were any excellent works, you can recite them in public and use them to learn from their works."

Zhang Chi thought that literati should be humble, but unexpectedly, as soon as Master Han finished speaking, a scholar who was lowering his head stood up and stepped forward to salute Miss Wang and Master Han, saying: "Student Danyang Ma Yanjie, I have a good sentence recently. Please ask the teacher and the lady to appreciate it."

After saying that, he chanted loudly: "Winter goes away and the flowers are in the evening, and spring comes less cold. When you leave the western mountain ridges and travel to the south of the river. If there is no hidden in the world, you will have good advice when you come out. You can recommend the good guests to meet the wise men of the times."

Master Han couldn't help but nodded and said to Miss Wang: "Mr. Ma recommended himself with a five-character poem, which is indeed good."

Miss Wang also smiled slightly and said, "It's really good."

Miss Wang knew that she was learning from Master Han. He had never seen Miss Wang praise others? Ma Yanjie was originally Master Han's favorite student. Now, when Miss Wang praised Ma Yanjie, Master Han couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.
Chapter completed!