A fan of Jian Lai, a female novel by Cui Chan Meng
Assistant to the Imperial Academy×Dali Imperial Preceptor
A female assistant from the Imperial Academy who comes from a poor family, and a harsh and aloof Imperial Master of Dali.
The lamps in the dusk pavilion are warm and green, and the pen and ink strictly define the original intention.
Lijing is covered with snow, and we know each other with ink and charm; if we abide by etiquette and law, we will know each other for a lifetime.
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"This explanation will be required in three days. Since your mind is confused, you will stay here tonight. When you can calm down, you can start writing."
I caught the brand-new manuscript paper in astonishment. Seeing the sun setting in the west, I couldn't find the words to say and left: "But..."
"There is no but." Cui Chan's words gradually became deeper. "If you really think that apart from academic and official affairs, there are other things that need to be avoided between you and me, then you will be inferior, humiliate yourself, and underestimate me, Cui Chan."
"A gentleman behaves like a mirror hanging in the hall. He is upright and not afraid of the shadow. You want me to teach you such a simple truth? If you doubt the path first and panic, you will give others a handle and get yourself into the quagmire." Cui Chan said in a calm voice, "Remember, here, the only foundation for your career is knowledge. Do what you should do and keep what you should keep. The rest will not fall."
"... Mr. Today gave me instructions, and the students will be taught." I took a deep breath and summoned up the courage, "Since the students are determined to do this, from now on, they must keep their minds calm, only ask about the depth of knowledge, and not be afraid of what others say, right or wrong. Their hearts are like a rock, allowing the wind and waves to blow them."
That night, we sat opposite each other, each at his desk. The only sounds in the library were the turning of pages and the rustling of brushes across paper. On a summer night, cicadas chirp outside the window, candlelight flickers in the pavilion, and the air is filled with the fragrance of ink and a faint scent of camphor wood.
Occasionally, when I look up, I can see Cui Han's focused profile. For some reason, the anxiety in my heart about facing him gradually subsided and was replaced by a strange kind of peace.
Only by concentrating your mind, focusing on learning, and using your talents to learn your character can you live up to the kindness of his knowledge and encounters.
Purpose: Adhere to the gentleman's principles of meritocracy, upright body and clear mind, do not avoid suspicion, and do not slander a good reputation.