From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

Chapter 1104

"The previous dynasty had a couplet, which said: Three lights, sun, moon and stars."

"For more than ten years after it was published, no one could answer the second couplet, and then a Sichuanese literary giant came up with a couplet, which said: Four poems, Fengya and Song."

Zhao Jianjia looked at the students in the hall and said softly: "The Book of Songs was completed in the middle of the Spring and Autumn Period. It is rumored that it was collected by Yin Jifu and compiled by Confucius. There are a total of 311 poems, six of which are sheng poems, so there are 305 poems. The whole is called "Three Hundred Poems". Since the Western Han Dynasty respected Confucianism, it has been called "The Book of Songs" and has been used to this day."

" The Book of Songs is divided into sections such as ‘Feng, Ya and Song’, and Ya is further divided into Da Ya and Xiao Ya, so there are four poems. ”

“The most essential part of it is the ‘Guo Feng’.”

A female student asked: “Mr. Zhao, ‘Song’ is the song of ancestral temple sacrifice, involving history, religion and faith; ‘Ya’ has aristocratic songs, and also involves ancestral virtues and politics; ‘Feng’ is just folk songs and local language, why is it the most essential part?”

Other female students also nodded slightly, expressing confusion.

Zhao Jianjia smiled and said, "The value of 'wind' lies in its breadth and authenticity."

"The breadth of its writing is due to the differences in place and time, the changes in style and language, so it is intricate, swaying, vivid, free and vivid."

"The authenticity lies in the fact that its writing comes from folk songs and proverbs from all over the country, so it covers everything, including praises of love and family affection, praises of labor and progress, thoughts and nostalgia, war weariness and resistance, anger and sadness. These contents all reflect the most real emotions of the people and their true pursuit of beauty."

Speaking of Here, she looked at everyone and said slowly: "Natural, not deliberate, natural, so it is real, so it can move people. The value of articles and poems is often reflected in these aspects."

She stood up and said: "Today's class is here, everyone go home and come again tomorrow."

The students stood up and bowed, saying: "Thank you, sir."

The capital has not been very peaceful these days, and Zhao Jianjia also chose to listen to everyone's opinions and did not go out, but there are still some more studious female students who choose to form a team to come to the Weiwang Mansion to participate in learning.

Do they really love learning?

Or... the family requires them to approach the Weiwang Mansion?

Zhao Jianjia thought about this question carefully and had no answer. She preferred to understand others with kindness, so she was more inclined to the former.

At least during class, these female students were very serious and were actually learning.

"Mr. Zhao... there is a sentence that students don't know whether to say or not..."

A girl asked in a low voice.

Zhao Jianjia said, "Just tell me."

The girl hesitated for a moment before saying, "The students in the Imperial Academy have been making a lot of noise these past two days. They have fought several times. Mr. Qiaoshan can't calm them down, and neither can other teachers..."

"Mr. Qiaoshan came to my house last night and asked me to see him and ask for his help..."

Zhao Jianjia frowned.

Why is there a commotion in the Imperial Academy again?

Mr. Tai can't calm the situation down and wants me to help. Why doesn't he come to me directly, but ask me to bring a message?

I am his junior and a teacher in the Imperial Academy. As long as he asks, I have no reason to refuse. What is he worried about?

Zhao Jianjia couldn't figure it out, so she asked Ziyuan.

Ziyuan blinked and murmured, "Miss... I... I can't even recognize all the characters... Are you overestimating me by asking me this kind of question?"

Zhao Jianjia looked at Qingyuan.

Qing Yuan was startled and said quickly: "Miss, I am not as good as Zi Yuan... I usually offend people everywhere when I speak, how can I understand these big things..."

A female student said: "Mr. Zhao, please... please save the Imperial Academy, it is not easy for us to have this opportunity to study..."

"Yes, sir, we don't want to be locked up at home to learn "Female Rings" and female workers."

Zhao Jianjia said: "You go back first, I will make my own judgment on this matter."

It's not that she is unwilling to help, but Shenjing is sensitive during this period. She can't make up her mind about what the situation is at the Imperial Academy and whether there are more conflicts involved.

She doesn't want to be too reckless, so as to cause trouble and hold everyone back.

So, she came to Xiaoying's yard and asked about Xiaoying.

"Sister, do you think I should go?"

Zhao Jianjia was a little worried: "I'm worried that something big will happen over there, and I'll get caught in a vortex, which will harm the Prince Wei's Mansion."

Xiaoying tilted her head and said: "Sister, Xiaoying doesn't know!"

Zhao Jianjia said: "Sister Xiaoying! Don't play dumb at this time!"

Xiaoying pouted and felt very aggrieved: "I... I... I really don't know what to do about this!"

This expression also amused Zhao Jianjia. She covered her mouth and laughed: "Look at you, you usually play dumb and give everyone a stereotype. Now you finally know that you are wronged."

Xiaoying laughed and said: "Although I don't understand those politics,I know what I want to protect! "

This sentence made Zhao Jianjia slightly stunned.

Xiaoying said softly: "I am not very smart, but I always know what I cherish most, the villagers of Wugu Village, my relatives, Brother Zhou Yuan, and all the sisters, and my baby..."

"For these, I am not afraid of anything!"

Zhao Jianjia's smile was a little forced.

She turned around slowly, feeling inexplicably empty in her heart, and came to the main hall in a lost state, and saw the neatly arranged tables and chairs.

That was where the girls studied, and it was also where she taught temporarily.

On the podium, the ancient "Book of Songs" was placed there, exuding old traces and recording ancient truths.

Zhao Jianjia walked over slowly and opened the "Book of Songs". She remembered that every time she opened the book, she had already turned it over countless times.

Every word and sentence was remembered clearly, and the love and hate in it Love and hatred, anger and repression, struggle and misery, songs and laughter... She could feel all the emotions.

She suddenly remembered a lot of things. It turned out that when she was very young, she was not like a girl and began to be interested in these things.

At that time, her father had not yet passed the imperial examination. He was reading a book beside her, and she read with him.

Other children were very naughty, but she was very quiet. She could read books and be moved by words.

"Finding yourself is not an easy thing. Most people can't find where they are in their lives, let alone where they should go."

Zhou Yuan's voice suddenly rang in her mind.

Such words... My husband seemed to have said them many times, and each time he seemed mysterious, as if he saw through everything.

But I can't figure it out at all!

"Be more patient, take it slowly. The world is changing every day now, and you will suddenly find yourself one day. "

Zhao Jianjia thought of Zhou Yuan's words again. She frowned and suddenly felt that there seemed to be something more in her heart.

No, it's not something more, it's already there, hidden very deeply.

But what is it, why can't I remember it?

At this moment, Ziyuan's voice came from the backyard-

"Miss! Wenxin is awake! Wenxin is awake! She is asking for her mother! "

Hearing this, Zhao Jianjia's body suddenly shook, and she slowly turned back.

Wenxin!

It's... it's her! It's it!

Wenxin!

This is my path!

At this moment, endless past events came to her mind, and Zhao Jianjia finally remembered it when she looked back.

After meeting her husband, she had experienced both joy and sorrow, but she always felt dull and empty in her heart. Only during this period of time when she was in class did she feel more at ease.

Lose yourself, these four words are difficult to understand, because Zhao Jianjia doesn't know what she has lost.

Now she understands, it's Wenxin, it's her The love and pursuit of words, the fiery adherence to the way of literature.

When the marriage contract appeared, her literary heart was buried in the abyss.

Until this moment, she finally pulled it out.

Zhao Jianjia turned around and looked at the "Book of Songs" on the podium.

She reached out and gently stroked the paper that carried the years, the faint ink marks, the profound truth, she was once fascinated by it, and she once lost it...

All emotions surged up.

She had a new understanding of the literary heart, a deeper understanding than before.

"Ziyuan, take the inner guards to accompany me to the Imperial Academy!"

"Qingyuan, go to the North Zhenfu Division to find Lord Wang Ang and ask him to bring people to help me."

"Send someone to find Sister Qinshui and ask her to keep an eye on the Imperial Academy. If something happens, she can help us."

She took a deep breath and said, "I'm going! To defend my own land! "

"But I can't let anything happen to me. I can't be a fool and become a breakthrough point for the enemy."