Datang: Rebirth of Li Chengqian, the beginning of the treason interrogation

Chapter 10 Poems in Chongwen Hall

"The Crown Prince is here! Everyone, cheer up."

In the main hall of Chongwenguan, many students stood up upon hearing the voice and turned their heads to look towards the door.

"Meet His Highness the Crown Prince!"

All the students shouted in unison, bowing slightly.

"No need to be so polite. I'm sorry to have caused you all to worry these past few days."

Li Chengqian, Li Dejian, Li Zhen and Cheng Chumo entered one after another and came to the front desk. He put down his hand slightly and motioned everyone to sit down.

"Bless your highness."

It was obvious that the lifeless atmosphere in Chongwen Hall disappeared in an instant.

"Your Majesty has already found out the whole story. The Eastern Palace was wrongly accused." Li Chengqian raised his hand and bowed to the sky.

"Your Majesty is wise!" A look of joy appeared on every student's face. They only knew that they would be fine if they would not be implicated.

However, he didn't know how dangerous it was when Li Chengqian went to court. If he was not careful, everything would be over.

"Yes, Your Majesty is a rare sage king in ancient times, and he will not wrongly accuse us."

It must be said that Li Shimin could still be described as wise, but he became incompetent in his later years, similar to Emperor Wu of Han, Liu Che.

"So, as long as we work hard for the people and the country, His Majesty will see it."

Li Chengqian repeatedly mobilized the students' emotions to make them less depressed, after all, these were his own team.

"We will not let down your majesty's expectations, nor will we let down your highness's expectations."

A loud roar sounded, making people's blood boil.

Li Chengqian raised his hand slightly, and the scene suddenly fell silent again. Every senior looked at Li Chengqian, waiting for his next words.

"I am often troubled by government affairs and unable to spare time. I rarely come to Chongwenguan. Since I came today, I will write a poem and be considered a member of Chongwenguan."

Li Chengqian smiled, appearing very kind and approachable, his previous hostility was gone.

The prince's calligraphy!

All the students were extremely excited. In fact, they had only met Li Chengqian a few times since they came to the Eastern Palace.

Can you imagine that a junior employee applying for a job can often meet the big boss?
"Why don't you bring the four treasures of the study!" Cheng Chumo shouted.

"Your Highness, please use mine!" Gao Wenmin came up with paper and pen and ground the ink for Li Chengqian himself, which also showed his attitude.

Many students could only sigh secretly. This was such a good opportunity to be remembered by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, but it was snatched away by Gao Wenmin.

Li Chengqian picked up the pen, and the tip of the pen fell on the white paper, like a graceful crane dancing.

"When you are in government, you worry about the people."

Gao Wenmin recited it unconsciously, and a feeling of concern for the people suddenly filled the chests of all the students, as if they had suffered a heavy blow, shocking their hearts.

Li Chengqian continued to write, his brush moving like a dragon, completing the work in one go.

"When you are in government, you worry about the people; when you are in the streets, you worry about the country.

"Be the first to worry about the world's worries, and the last to enjoy the world's happiness."

The whole audience was in an uproar, overwhelmed by this feeling of family and country.

Looking at everyone's expressions, Li Chengqian nodded with satisfaction. The two lines "Worry about the world before you worry about yourself, and be happy about the world after you are happy about yourself" hold a pivotal position in the entire Chinese poetry world.

I still don’t believe that this book will not explode the current literary world of the early Tang Dynasty. It won’t take long. After being spread by these senior students from the East Palace, it will immediately become popular all over the country.

He, the lame prince, will also become famous because of this, and Li Shimin will have to think twice before he moves against him again.

Having traveled through time and space with such innate conditions, if he doesn't become an emperor, he might as well just kill himself.

Let me be frank. I want Li Er’s position.

However, plagiarizing the famous quotes of the great poet Fan is a bit unkind.

But for scholars, it is not called stealing, but taking. "This is a quatrain, the best in Chang'an!"

Every student who entered the Chongwen Hall was shocked by this poem.

“It will be a masterpiece passed down from generation to generation!”

"Your Highness, you care about the country and the people, but you are slandered for treason. How unfair."

"We, as students, have been showered with kindness. How can we repay it?"

"The Lord was humiliated, and he could only die. We students still have the bones."

Inside Chongwen Hall, all the students were instantly excited, just like a pile of dry firewood being ignited by a spark.

That's too much!
The corner of Li Chengqian's face twitched. He could not have imagined how appealing a poem could be.

The pen of a scholar is the sword of a general. A scholar can use his pen to bring peace to the world, and a general can use his sword to decide the outcome of the world.

It can only be said that Li Chengqian underestimated the influence of literary tradition on China.

How many passionate people are willing to sacrifice their lives for a poem.

"Yes, the prince is right. Even if you are far away from home, you still have to worry about your country. Now that His Royal Highness has been framed, will it shake the foundation of the country?"

One person shouted.

"Although we have no achievements, we should still worry about state affairs in the way that scholars do."

"General Meng is right. We should use our literati's way to serve the country and the people."

Immediately, a student echoed this.

"Everyone, please calm down. We are now sitting in the Chongwen Hall, discussing knowledge and studying the past and present. There will be a place where our knowledge will be useful." Li Chengqian had to speak out to stop them, as too much is as bad as too little.

It must have been his instruction that these students from the Eastern Palace gathered together. They have just covered up the matter of rebellion, and they must not let this group of passionate seniors turn it into a palace coup.

"Today the country is in danger, and we have no choice but to help. We know what the prince is worried about."

"We will withdraw from Chongwen Hall today."

Several students from the Imperial College stood up immediately. The students were members of the Imperial College, the central government school. It was established in the Sui Dynasty and was the highest institution of learning in ancient times.

In addition to the descendants of third-rank officials, the largest number of scholars in the Chongwenguan of the Eastern Palace were Taixue students, many of whom held no official positions.

"That's not necessary!" Li Chengqian shook his head. These students were mostly only seventeen or eighteen years old, which was the age when their blood was boiling.

"We know that the prince loves us, but everyone has their own things to do. The prince has his own political affairs, and we have our own passion."

The student named Meng Jiang raised his head and said.

"What's your name?" asked Li Chengqian, a righteous man.

"Your Highness, my surname is Zhang, my given name is Jianzhi, and my courtesy name is Mengjiang." The young man replied, neither humble nor arrogant, and bowed slightly to show his respect.

"Are you Zhang Jianzhi?" Li Chengqian asked in surprise. This man was also a great man and the prime minister during the Wu Zetian period.

Zhang Jianzhi was born in 625. He was diligent in studying when he was young and liked to delve into Confucian classics and historical books. He was admitted as a student of the Imperial College.

"Your Highness, do you know me?" Zhang Jianzhi was shocked. Judging from the question just now, the prince did not know him.

"I've heard people talk about you. They say you're studious, intelligent, and capable of great things. If you can calm down in Chongwen Hall, you'll have a bright future."

All the scholars heard the implication, which was that the prince would definitely use him in important positions after he ascended the throne in the future.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness. However, a real man must do what he wants in this world. If I change my original intention now, can I still achieve anything in the future?" Zhang Jianzhi bowed, then turned around and retreated with several students.

"Your Highness, we also voluntarily withdraw from Chongwenguan." Several more students bowed and resigned.

In a short while, Chongwenguan lost more than half of its scholars, and there was almost no student left.

Is this the pride of our ancestors?

Is this the character of literati?
Li Chengqian couldn't help but be shocked.

(End of this chapter)