During the Former Han, poetry had not been held in such high regard.
Many people believed that only the classics truly mattered, and poetry was merely an embellishment.
If a scholar became absorbed in poetry, he would usually be considered neglectful of his proper pursuits. Why dabble in poetry instead of settling down to study the classics?
But at this moment, things had become somewhat different.
Once the classics could no longer find a footing in present reality or resolve the doubts of many Confucian scholars, thought underwent a great upheaval. The standing of the classics plummeted a thousand fathoms, and many wild, unconventional scholars emerged.
These people began to disregard the classics and turn back to the old teachings of Laozi and Zhuangzi, attempting to find something different to comfort them.
Poetry also rose greatly in standing. Immersion in calligraphy, music, and poetry was no longer a minor pursuit, but something refined. Those proficient in these arts were no longer accused of neglecting their proper work; instead, they could gain tremendous renown through them.
Ruan Ji wrote excellent poetry, and scholars throughout the realm loved reading it.
If these two poems circulated, they would certainly have a very damaging influence.
Especially His Majesty's poem-it was plainly an accusation against the Sima Family for suppressing and controlling him!
Jia Chong's brows knitted tightly, yet he did not know how to resolve this.
Ruan Ji had always been disrespectful. He was not particularly courteous even toward the Grand General, and would take Jia Chong's words even less seriously. Perhaps the General Who Conquers the West would have to intervene to resolve this!
Having made his plans, Jia Chong continued reading.
When he reached Cao Mao's drunken remarks, Jia Chong felt dizzy, his ears ringing.
At that moment, Jia Chong began trembling