All Heavens: From Joy of Life to The Great Feng Night Watchman

"Little Stone, you're not like Boiling Sheep, you're more like Lazy Sheep."

Upon hearing Li Chang'an's answer, Li Chengze's face immediately fell. "Am I not worthy to be a poet?"

Lin Wan'er comforted him, "Brother Shitou, don't be discouraged. No matter who it is, they are not worthy of being called poets compared to Uncle Yongwang."

Li Chengze was still not giving up, "Uncle Yongwang, can you tell me Fei Yangyang's poem?"

Seeing his persistence, Li Chang'an told him the truth: "It's grass, a bunch of grass, grass that can't be chewed open."

Upon hearing these lines of poetry, Li Chengze was stunned. "If that's really the case, then he doesn't deserve to be a poet."

However, the second prince had been waiting for this for a long time and was really unwilling to accept this result.

He repeatedly pondered Boiling Sheep's poem, hoping to discover some surprise like "Goose, goose, goose," "Damn..."

Just as he turned around, Grand Secretary Hu Xuzhi had already reached his limit of patience.

"Second Prince, stop!"

Li Chang'an and Li Chengze were notorious troublemakers who could never concentrate on their studies.

Li Chengze was always pondering the rules of poetry and prose, and he was always muttering to himself in a mysterious way.

Li Chang'an was always lost in thought, or just flirting with young girls, but he had a photographic memory; he could remember anything after just one glance.

Seeing the Grand Secretary's anger, Li Chengze immediately stood up properly and apologized respectfully.

"Mr. Hu, I was wrong, I shouldn't have written it."

Seeing that he was somewhat sensible, Hu Xuzhi decided to give him a way out, saying, "To know one's mistakes and correct them is the greatest virtue."

"Could you explain what 'If I hear the Way in the morning, I can die content in the evening' means?"

Li Chengze, not paying attention, casually replied, "I found out the way to your house this morning, so I'll be there tonight to beat you to death!"

The second prince immediately regretted his words; this was something Li Chang'an had casually mentioned to him.

He found it interesting, so he kept thinking about it, and unexpectedly, he blurted it out now!

Grand Secretary Hu Xuzhi stared wide-eyed at Li Chengze, dumbfounded.

The school was filled with noise and discussion.

Crown Prince Li Chengqian, who was sitting in the first row, immediately stood up. "Second brother, how could you distort the classics like this?"

Name: Li Chengqian (Crown Prince)

Age: 10 years old

Realm: None

Talents: Performance (Rank 9), Political Strategy (Rank 7), Fashion (Rank 7)

Abilities: Performance (8th rank), Political Strategy (5th rank)

Emotion: 20

Having been taught to behave properly since childhood, Li Chengqian has honed his acting skills to the eighth rank.

He's only ten years old, but his ability to fake his true emotions is already unparalleled among his peers.

Hu Xuzhi couldn't believe it; he had taught Li Chengze the classics for three or four years, and the other party could have misinterpreted them to this extent.

His voice trembled slightly as he said, "Since we're here, we might as well make the best of it. What else is there to say?"

Li Chengze felt displeased looking at Li Chengqian's pretentious act.

He tossed his hair, a proud smirk playing on his lips, revealing a disdainful expression.

"Since you're here, let's bury you here."

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Scholar Hu slammed his fist on the table several times, clearly furious.

"Your Highness, how could a sage like Confucius speak of nothing but beatings and burials!"

Li Chengze shrugged and said with great certainty, "Because Master is a Grandmaster!"

Upon hearing this, Grand Scholar Hu immediately pointed the ruler at Li Chang'an.

"Good good!"

"I knew it! What the Second Prince said was just the same twisted logic as Prince Yong's!"

Li Chang'an suspected that some of the classics in this world were passed down by the temple messengers. Weren't those high-level robots like Wu Zhu Grandmasters?

Li Chang'an recited these fallacies and heresies, and many children believed them without a doubt.

Hu Xuzhi continued, "I've said it countless times, there are almost no records of Grandmasters in this dynasty!"

"This is utterly baseless and utter nonsense! Have you not heard the saying, 'The Master did not speak of strange phenomena, physical prowess, disorder, or spirits'?"

Li Chang'an said with a smile, "This sentence, which avoids discussing strange phenomena, physical prowess, and supernatural beings, further demonstrates that the Master was a great master!"

"Master is a grandmaster who doesn't like to talk. He can unleash strange and tremendous power without using his inner energy, knocking people out of their minds!"

This statement is exactly what Wu Zhu, the temple robot, is referring to.

Hu Xuzhi never imagined that the classics could be misinterpreted in this way!

"Your Highness Prince Yong, you! You are desecrating the classics!"

Upon seeing this, the Crown Prince immediately helped up Grand Secretary Hu and patted his back to help him catch his breath.

He said to Li Chang'an, "Uncle Yongwang, the Master should be a normal person."

He himself said, "At thirty, one stands firm; at forty, one is free from doubt; at fifty, one knows the mandate of Heaven; at sixty, one's ear is attuned to the truth; at seventy, one can follow one's heart's desire without transgressing the rules!"

Li Chang'an patiently explained, "Your Highness, the saying 'It is better to have no books than to believe everything in them' is also evidence that Master Confucius is a Grandmaster!"

"It would take thirty people to make the Master stand up and fight. If forty people gang up on the Master, he wouldn't hesitate to attack!"

“Even if fifty people attacked together, Master would still teach them what destiny is.”

"The Grandmaster was angry, and it took sixty people to persuade him to calm him down a little."

"With seventy people surrounding him, Master can finally kill indiscriminately as he pleases, which doesn't break the rules!"

"With such formidable strength, how could he not be a Grandmaster?"

Li Chang'an spoke very seriously, logically, and clearly.

All the children's mouths were wide open in surprise; they never knew classics could be interpreted in such a way!

Hu Xuzhi coughed a few times, threw the ruler on the table, and left angrily.

"Your Highness Prince Yong's insightful remarks are far beyond my ability!"

"Your Majesty, I will certainly inform you that Your Majesty should find another more capable instructor for the Classics and Philosophy texts in the Imperial Study!"

This Prince Yong, Li Chang'an, wrote many poems about romance and nature, but he never understood the classics, histories, philosophical works, and literary collections!

Not only did he fail to understand the lessons, he also repeatedly disrupted the teaching order and misled other children!

It seems that Prince Yong is indeed a womanizer; it's impossible to expect him to stabilize the country and bring peace to the land!

This was Li Chang'an's goal: to create the illusion that he was only good at romance and poetry.

Only in this way can they grow up safely.

The children were overjoyed when the teacher left.

A boy about the same age as Li Chang'an ran excitedly to Li Chang'an's side with a piece of paper in his hand.

Name: Li Hongcheng (Crown Prince Jing)

Age: 12 years old

Realm: None

Talents: Commander (Rank 8), Poetry (Rank 5)

Abilities: Poetry and prose (fifth grade), calligraphy (fourth grade)

Emotion: 20

To Li Chang'an's right was the shy Lin Wan'er, and to his left sat the well-behaved Fan Ruoruo.

Li Hongcheng placed the paper in front of Fan Ruoruo, his tone and expression full of anticipation.

"Ruoruo, look! This is the 'Slender Gold' calligraphy style that I learned from Uncle Yongwang. What do you think?"

Six-year-old Fan Ruoruo no longer looked sallow and thin.

Fan Ruoruo is now charming and lively, a true beauty in the making.

She frowned as she glanced at the words Li Hongcheng had written, and her little mouth unconsciously pouted.

"There has been progress, but..."

PS:

Emperor Huizong's flower-and-bird paintings and his slender gold calligraphy style

Chapter 16: Training the Six Sword Slaves! The Backbone of the Luo Wang Organization Takes Shape!

The Slender Gold style is a script invented by Zhao Ji, the last emperor of a fallen kingdom.