After saying that, he squeezed through the crowd and fled directly.

After the general examination, you still have to prepare for the palace examination.

Although he won't be deposed, he will be reranked.

What if I can be selected as the number one scholar by the emperor... Well, it's a bit impossible.

It's okay if you can get a good ranking. At thirty-nine years old, you are just shy of reaching the threshold of being a forty-year-old Shujishi.

The second-class Jinshi will definitely have more opportunities than the third-class Jinshi.

Thinking like this, Li Kun couldn't help but hum.

Finally... he is one step closer to changing his surname.

An event as big as the release of the rankings is naturally more than just fun under the rankings.

What about the Imperial College student gatherings, merchant promotions, wealthy high school students throwing money in the streets, and those unwilling to lose looking for life and death?

Along the way Li Kun walked back, there was a lot of excitement and interesting things happening.

"Is this Gongsheng Mr. Li in front of you?"

A call rang in his ears. Li Kun didn't react to this unfamiliar name for a moment - after all, acquaintances knew that his surname was Lu.

After a while, he turned around belatedly.

I saw a man dressed as a servant standing behind him out of breath, and explained his purpose straight to the point: "Master Li, my master, the Duke of Danzhou, is planning to hold a cultural gathering on the tenth day of March, and I have been specially asked to invite you."

After that, hand out an invitation.

Li Kun subconsciously took it and frowned: "Didn't I say that those who wish can come? Why did you start sending out invitations?"

He knew that Wang Shizhen was organizing a cultural event and started building momentum years ago.

However, there is no set time, nor is there any threshold.

If the invitation was in the form of a gang, he would hesitate to go.

Seeing this, the young man stretched out his hand to pull Li Kun aside and lowered his voice: "Master Li, I'm sorry, I didn't decide at first, but now I've decided on the show."

"There is no limit to the number of spectators. That's the outfield."

"Nowadays, those who hand out invitations are all in the infield and have seats. There are only dozens of people, and all of them are important people."

"For example, Duke Xu of Xu Jie, Duke Li of Li Zhi, Duke Qian of Qian Dehong, Duke Wang Ji, Duke Xue of Xue Yingqi, and several members of the Kong family..."

"It shows how much I value you, Mr. Li!"

Li Kun looked suspicious.

No, he still knows what kind of cat and dog he is.

Not to mention juxtaposed with these figures, even if he becomes a disciple of these people, they may not accept him!

He frowned and asked: "I'm afraid you have invited the wrong person. I am a mere unknown person and cannot bear such courtesy from the prince."

The boy quickly explained: "You deserve it, you deserve it. We have also invited many young handsome men. Mr. Gu from Wuxi Prefecture, Mr. Li from Tongzhou Prefecture, and Mr. Yu from the Imperial College have all gone."

After saying this, he lowered his voice again: "Besides, the master said that you must be invited. It was the master above who invited you personally."

Li Kun was stunned: "Master? How big is it?"

The boy made some gestures: "Master said, three palaces are as big as each other."

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"The tenth day of March?"

Qian Dehong was lying in bed, holding an invitation weakly and asked.

Wang Ji stroked his beard, nodded and said: "It is approaching the Qingming Festival, and it is raining continuously. The Qintian Supervisor said that it will stop on the tenth day of the lunar month."

He said sarcastically: "Wang Shizhen also considers old bones like junior brother."

Qian Dehong sneered: "Junior brother is joking. Although my bones are old, my bones are strong enough. There is no way I will have to die for my junior brother."

He said something harsh and couldn't help but cough.

Wang Ji stepped forward to caress Qian Dehong's back and softened his words: "Junior brother, I have to live for a few more years."

After that, he threw the invitation on Qian Dehong's bed: "I don't know where Wang Shizhen's son got the confidence to dare to participate in the debate of scriptures. Do you really think that he won the title of literary leader by relying on his attainments in classics? "

"If Xu Jie hadn't come to invite me, I really wouldn't want to betray him."

Qian Dehong picked up the invitation, opened it and browsed it, and speculated: "I'm afraid he is jealous of Li Zhi's current momentum."

"But it would be a bit strange for Xu Jie to invite you personally."

Li and Xue debated the classics, winning and losing each other, but their momentum was equally as high as the sky.

To sum it up in Xu Jie’s words:

Li Zhi was a man of mind, philosophy, Buddhism, and education. He then found his own way and found a broad road. It can be said that he called the virtuous his teacher and established his sect.

It just lacked polishing and was full of mistakes, so I stayed away from it.

Xue Yingqi's true biography of Yangming is an authentic Neo-Confucianism, with two schools of thought coming from Zhengshuo. It can be said to be rich and upright.

Unfortunately, the centipede insect is about to die, so the young students are discarded like worn-out shoes.

Old Master has great power and strong foundation.

Young students have a strong desire to express themselves and can build momentum.

Last time, Gu Xiancheng said some unfounded bad things about Li Zhi. That night, eggs were thrown in the yard, and someone threatened to beat Gu Xiancheng.

Gu Xiancheng was so frightened that he did not dare to write any more essays.

With such momentum, Wang Shizhen, who has made a name for himself in the business, is probably the most coveted.

If you want to interfere, it is in line with his style.

Wang Ji seemed to agree with this statement and didn't dwell on it anymore: "It's not surprising that Xu Jie came to invite us. After all, the two of them specialize in writing poems for the emperor, so it's only reasonable to join the group to keep warm."

"It's better to think about how to deal with Li Zhi then."

Speaking of Li Zhi.

Qian Dehong couldn't help coughing again.

After a while, he sighed with emotion: "This guy is really difficult to deal with."

"Yu Qian relies on universal morality to deceive people's hearts. Especially when the word "fairness and progress" comes out, too many scholars are deceived by it."

"Yu Shen can argue with that kid Xue Yingqi back and forth. His views on the noumenon are getting deeper and deeper, and even I am frightened."

Wang Ji's expression did not change: "I will come forward when the time comes. I am going to take this opportunity to broadcast Wang Xue and carry Mr. Wang into the Ancestral Temple."

After hearing this, Qian Dehong couldn't help but remain silent and did not refute, even if he disagreed with Wang Ji's ideas.

As the direct disciples of Wang Yangming, the two of them are teachers and are known as the Three Masters and Seven Certificates.

If my husband really enters the Confucius Temple and enjoys the holy status, then the two of them will be Yan Hui second.

Wise man.

Qian Dehong suddenly reminded: "I am afraid that the emperor will interfere with it. I heard that the emperor might also go..."

Wang Ji was noncommittal: "I don't have enough knowledge in Confucian classics. In that kind of situation, there is no place for outsiders to speak."

"Confucianism is debating scriptures, and it is not the secular powers' turn to intervene."
Chapter completed!