There are three places in Chang'an: Imperial College, Hongwenguan and Chongwenguan. Although these three places are all professors and students, the objects they face are very different.

The Imperial College was the central government's school and the highest institution of learning in the ancient education system. During the Tang Dynasty, many foreign students sent by foreign countries, such as the envoys sent from Japan, all studied in the Imperial College. Compared with the official school status of the Imperial College, Hongwenguan and Chongwenguan had a little bit of private school nature.

Hongwenguan belongs to the Ministry of Rites, and officials call him a bachelor of Hongwenguan, who is responsible for correcting books, teaching students, and senating court systems and etiquette. Each period of the thirty-eight students are all the knowledge, examinations, etc. learned after the prime minister and meritorious officials in the court, and the same as the Imperial College. Simply put, Hongwenguan is similar to the Imperial College, but it is just a private school.

Chongwenguan is very different. Chongwenguan is originally a royal library for the prince to study and study. The emperor hired a teacher to explain the meaning of the scriptures and worldly principles to the prince. All those who can enter Chongwenguan to give lectures are great scholars of the times and are called doctors of Chongwenguan. The prince naturally cannot read alone, and needs to be accompanied by a companion. The Tang system stipulates: "The Chongwenguan has twenty people, including royal family, empress dowager, queen, queen's great meritorious relatives, prime ministers and first-rank meritorious officials, and those who have real food and food are the deacons of the Beijing officials as the son of the third-rank minister of the Huangmen." In other words, these people who accompany the prince are either royal relatives or the legitimate sons of the first-rank duke. They are the "teams" chosen by the emperor for the prince, and they have been together day and night to cultivate tacit understanding. When the prince grows up, they also grow up, inherit the titles of their fathers and be loyal to the next generation of emperors.

Tang Guan was the youngest son of Tang Jian and did not have the qualifications to accompany the prince to study, so he studied at Hongwenguan. The teachers at Hongwenguan included a bachelor's degree in Hongwenguan and a professor sent by the Imperial College. The current Imperial College Priest is called Kong Yingda, who is the 31st generation grandson of Confucius. He has gone through four dynasties: Northern Qi, Northern Zhou, Sui, Tang, and the four dynasties. At the end of the Sui Dynasty, the world was in turmoil and he took refuge in Hulao. After the founding of the Tang Dynasty, Li Shimin heard about his talent and reputation, and because of his descendants of Confucius, he summoned him to Chang'an to serve as the Imperial College Priest's Priest's Priest's Priest's Priest's responsibility for education.

Kong Yingda was a scheming person and an old scholar. In his world, the way of Confucius and Mencius was the truth, and nothing could conflict with it. The meaning of the scriptures he explained was always word-of-word. What he said at the age of thirty and what he still said at the age of fifty was so rigid that it was outrageous. Just like the teacher's fault in later generations, he liked honest and smart students, and did not like stupid students. Tang Guan was a bit different. He was a naughty student who was smart but not hardworking. In Kong Yingda's eyes, he hated more than stupid students.

This time Kong Yingda came to Hongwenguan for the purpose of poetry on the frontier. Li Jing's army was about to pass by. As the Imperial College, Kong Yingda felt that he should take this opportunity to let the students feel the atmosphere of the frontier, so as not to become peaceful students and lose their vigilance to be vigilant in times of peace. Therefore, he asked the students to write poems on the title of "Borderier". Not only Hongwenguan, but also the Imperial College and Chongwenguan also left the same homework.

Seven days are enough for writing poetry. According to Kong Yingda's idea, even if these students cannot make good sentences, they can at least work out one poem, so they will not be able to hand in the volume. However, after six days of seven days, there are very few people handing in the picture. Especially in Hongwenguan, there were only two people handing in the picture, and they were so rude that they did the poem. Kong Yingda was so angry that he came to Hongwenguan to see why these students couldn't write poetry!

Unexpectedly, someone handed in the paper as soon as he came. And it was a naughty and ghost-sentenced paper that impressed him deeply. Kong Yingda didn't expect Tang Guan to write any good sentences, so he spread out the paper and took a casual look, but just this time, he couldn't move his eyes away.

"A good guard guard looks at the border town, and he misses his home. He has a deep feeling and touching heart when he thinks of home. He has a deep affection and is touching!"

After reading the whole poem, Kong Yingda said with a sigh. Another Hongwenguan scholar next to him heard that Kong Yingda had given such a high evaluation of the poems written by Tang Guan, he came over in confusion, frowned and finished reading the poem, and said, "Teacher, this poem...is not something that Tang Guan can write."

Kong Yingda snorted and said, "Of course it won't be what he can write. Look at this poem, it has a magnificent temperament and profound artistic conception. How can a young boy write it?"

"Is it Lord Tang..."

"No, it's impossible. How could Lord Tang write for his son? Don't guess. Call Tang Guan here and you'll know it once you ask."

"Master, wait." The bachelor turned around and left, and soon brought Tang Guan. Tang Guan was still holding his airs. He knew the level of Li Mu's poem "Guanshan Yue". Looking at all the students' poems this time, no one can match. So he was not worried, just waiting for Kong Yingda to praise him.

"Master...you call me?"

"Yeah." Kong Yingda responded, pointed to the poem on the table, and said, "Who made this poem?" "Ah?" Tang Guan's heart broke out and his tone was a little stuttering: "Who can it be? It's naturally a student." Kong Yingda lowered his face and said, "How much do you have to hide it from my eyes? You can also write such poems? Not a great poet who is well-read, you will definitely not be able to write such poems. You should be honest. If you talk nonsense, I will tell your father."

When Tang Guan heard this, he hurriedly said, "Teacher, don't look for my father at all times... My father is newlywed, so there is no time to care about me. Alas! Okay, I will tell you honestly. This poem is indeed not written by me, but it is not written by a great poet. The person who wrote this poem has only been able to read for a while. Moreover, he did not take the poem seriously and called it a small path, saying that as long as he knew the meaning of the words, he would be a poem in the format, which was not difficult at all. This is different from what the Master said, and the students were also a little dazed, so they used it for the Master to evaluate it."

"Poetry and prose are paths?" Kong Yingda frowned, snorted coldly, and said, "If poetry and prose are paths, then what is the path? Do you think it would be great to write a good poem? Who is he? I want to argue with him!"

Tang Guan suppressed his laughter and said, "This person is Li Mu, the Marquis of Zhulu. He told me that poetry and prose are paths, iron hammers, and wooden saws are paths. He also said that he had no time to think about poetry and prose, and was busy studying a plow that could speed up the farmland!" "Ha! Dare you! It's a shame to compare poetry and prose with iron hammers and wooden saws!"

Seeing that the anger was almost over, Tang Guan added another move and said, "Teacher, the student thinks he was right. To be honest, the student was as angry as you, and refuted him. What do you think he said?"

"say what?!"

"He asked me to make a topic on the spot, and he wrote another poem to prove that it was no difficulty for him. The students were not convinced, so they asked him to write a poem with the title of wine and moon. He actually wrote another poem on the spot. He could only think about it for a few breaths, and he could just speak out!"

Kong Yingda said angrily: "Don't praise him. He wrote a poem and I'll take it to me!"
Chapter completed!