Spare Me, Great Lord!-Chapter 1287: Appreciation of the Collection of Poems

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Sun Zhongyang had made a prediction. His father, Sun Xunwen, had a great plan. Now that he had walked through danger to stand beside Lu Shu, he would not be satisfied being a rich and bored person in the palace. But even though Sun Zhongyang was brave, he did not dare to think in the direction of the Lord of Heaven.

He knew the gap between him and his father. His father, Sun Xunwen was truly daring and resolute. On the other hand, he was simply a young man who was slightly stronger than the other sons in the palace.

But when his father became a Lord of Heaven, Sun Zhongyang suddenly felt that he did not quite understand his father. He was much more daring than he had imagined!

The Four Lords of Heaven had always possessed the most authority. Typically, the palace of the King of Gods did not use its power. Thus, the Lords of Heaven had the most power and influence.

But now, Sun Zhongyang discovered that he had become the son of a Lord of Heaven!

He was not like other families, where many siblings had to fight for a position. Sun Xunwen only had one son!

Sun Zhongyang had a wife, but his wife passed on early due to a strange disease. Since then, Sun Xunwen did not marry anyone else. He only had one son, Sun Zhongyang.

Sun Zhongyang was very clear that his father loved his mother deeply. He sighed with emotion. It was not easy to have a warm and affectionate family among the wealthy families in the palace.

Now, he was the son of a Lord of Heaven!

In the future, any wealthy family from the palace who wanted to do business in the West Region would have to see the mood of the Sun family. In the past, they were equal. Now, the Sun family was high above the rest. This feeling was very mysterious!

Sun Zhongyang told himself not to let his joy get to his head, but he was not like the officials in the palace.

Sun Zhongyang turned around and looked, he suddenly realized that the 12 underlings his father had given him had knelt down on one knee. They said in unison, “Congratulations, crown prince.”

These underlings had followed Sun Xunwen for 100 years. They knew that the Sun family would not create concubines. Thus, they could rest without worry by currying favor with Sun Zhongyang!

Sun Zhongyang sighed with emotion. He now relied on his father’s status. He did not know when he would be able to break free of this.

When Sun Zhongyang thought about it, he waved. “Rise. Continue to do your homework. Whoever is done with their homework, help me do mine as well.”

He could finally be more strong-willed when he spoke. He even dared to ask others to do his homework for him! In the past, these 12 underlings were his father’s trusted subordinates. He did not dare to command them before he obtained their acknowledgment!

To be honest, the 12 underlings never expected that a day would come where they would help someone else do their homework…

They were chief officers who were comparable to the 12 patrons.

At that moment, Lu Shu walked inside the Peach Garden Association. He could already hear the loud and empty talk from inside. There were countless cushions in the waterside pavilions and visitors could choose any cushion to sit down and listen.

There was a towering and distinct spot in the middle of the waterside pavilion for people to speak. Only the speaker could sit there.

Three old men sat at the speaker’s spot. One of them said, “The white sun sets below the mountains. This is over-analysis. It is simply heresy. In the future, please take note of this. How could you casually taint such a beautiful poem like ‘farmers planting at noon’?”

An old man quickly said, “This is his argument. Old Lao, be careful when you speak!”

Old Lao was upset. “He led the Wei Wu Army and went to the palace once again. I have to say this. He is an ignorant fellow. How dare he misinterpret the poems written by the old King of Gods?”

Back then, the argument that Lu Shu had put forth in the fields had spread to the palace. After all, the King’s Studies scholars were rather mobile. They liked to travel everywhere.

As this argument slowly formed a new subdivision, everyone knew that this was the strange argument put forth by the head of the Wei Wu Army. Now, the Wei Wu Army was at the peak of its power. Some scholars had started to advocate this argument. Of course, many people opposed this…

Someone softly said, “It is said that he is the orthodox…”

“Nonsense. Do you think the imperial edict is fake? He is just a rebel!”

“Hush!” One of the speakers was shocked. “Is this something that we can discuss?”

Someone laughed out loud. “What are you afraid of? He has not reached the palace. Even if he is in front of me, I dare to say so. No scholars have been killed in the Luniverse. Is he not afraid that scholars will condemn him in speech and in writing?”

Lu Shu listened by the side. He could not understand where his confidence came from…

But Lu Shu did not care about them for now. He changed the details of his appearance. He got up and walked among the crowd. Every time he walked past someone, he would give them a book.

Lu Shu had asked Zhong Yutang to prepare these books before he left the Earth. Back then, Zhong Yutang did not understand why Lu Shu wanted him to prepare these books.

When the King’s Studies scholars received the books, they opened them and were dumbfounded. Something was written on the cover of the thick book. Appreciation of the Collection of Poems…

Not only were there poems inside, there were annotations and the source of the poems. It was very detailed.

When the scholars saw this, they felt that something was wrong. The binding of the book was much stronger than that of the traditional thread binding in the Luniverse. It felt like an item from another time… in reality, this was the case.

It was not that traditional thread binding was not elegant. At least they could see how it was produced. But the modern binding from Earth had exceeded their imaginations. The Luniverse was not capable of such printing technology.

Putting the technology aside, when they opened the book and looked at its contents, they were confused. Why was the introduction already different from what they knew?

Who was Li Bai? Who was Du Fu? These poems were written by the old King of Gods, right? Why had the author changed?

They wanted to find Lu Shu and discuss with them, or ask about the situation. But Lu Shu was running around the place. He was nowhere to be found.

Everyone could only look at the collection of poems in their hands and space out. Gradually, the three speakers realized that something was wrong. Why were the people below holding a book and spacing out?

They scanned the area. After all, they were sitting at a height. It was easier for them to observe the entire situation. Thus, they saw Lu Shu, who was giving out the books.

One of them was dumbfounded. He shouted at Lu Shu, “Young man, what are you doing?”

Lu Shu did not care about what they said. He had to finish giving out the books!

This was a gathering of the King’s Studies scholars. Furthermore, the most famous scholars in the Luniverse were here. As long as he destroyed their beliefs, he would not have to be afraid that he would run out of distress points, right?

Lu Shu did not like benefiting at the expense of others. After all, he still had moral values. But he had invented a new way to earn distress points. It was called benefiting at his own expense…