"Uncle Duan!"
"Uncle Duan, how can you still sit still!"
At noon, several Imperial College students rushed into an Imperial College dormitory with shouts. Li Zhiyi, a young man who was still studying hard at his studies, raised his head, with a dazed look in his tired eyes, "What happened?"
"Don't you even know this? Today is the Spring Festival banquet!"
"Oh." Li Zhiyi said softly, unexpectedly, "I know, but I'm over the age to sign up, so I won't go and see it."
"This is not a matter of whether you go to see it or not!"
A young man was about to tell him about all the turmoil that had happened today, but he found that there were thousands of words on his lips. He didn't know how to speak them at the moment. He couldn't recite those articles even though he was here, so he just grabbed him. "Let's take a walk, go to the tea shop outside the door, we will tell you in detail!"
"I'm not going." Perhaps because his previous experience in the teahouse was not good, and perhaps because he was short of money, Li Zhiyi quickly refused.
"Today I invite everyone to drink tea!" The man pulled a handful and found that he refused firmly, and his heart moved, "Today, during the apprenticeship examination, a famous article was published!"
The resistance on his arms disappeared by more than half in an instant.
The group of people arrived at the tea shop and heard a lot of noise inside.
After finding a seat and sitting down, the young man in the lead looked at the waiter and asked, "Do you have any manuscripts for today's Spring Festival Banquet?"
The waiter did not disappoint them and smiled, "Chenghui, twenty cents a piece."
"Here's one! Bring over the tea and snacks that are due."
"okay!"
When the waiter left in a hurry, the sounds from all around him could really be heard.
"I didn't expect that even Mr. Lu from Longshouzhou lost."
"You can't say that. Mr. Lu doesn't lose. It's just that the three old gentlemen prefer Mr. Xia's answer."
"Aren't you using strong words to make excuses? If the three old gentlemen prefer it, wouldn't that mean you lose?"
"Okay, okay, don't argue about this. If you ask me, I have to say that Young Master Xia is great!"
"Isn't that right? Some people said before that Concubine De and the Prince of Jiaodong County would become the laughing stock of Shilin. Now, look, they have become the orthodox expectation of Shilin!"
"Yes, that sentence means that there are tens of thousands of mansions in the world, and all the poor people in the world will be happy. How many students from poor families must feel sad!"
When Li Zhiyi heard these words, his heart felt like a heavy hammer.
He was born in a poor family since he was a child, and all the hardships of studying hard came to mind in an instant. The footprints left on the hut, mountain pavilion, dilapidated temple, Taoist temple, and yizhuang on the way to study all bear witness to how he got to where he is today. This sentence is simply full of emotion.
"I'm coming!"
The waiter yelled and placed a manuscript in front of everyone, "Be careful, you will not return or replace it if it gets damaged!"
The leader quickly unfolded it and glanced at it. Sure enough, the six answers to the first two questions and the two sentences from the last two princes were all on it.
While secretly sighing that this tea shop owner really has a lot of connections, he put it in front of Li Zhiyi and said, "Uncle Duan, take a look and see which one you think is better!"
Li Zhiyi didn't refuse. He lowered his head and looked away.
"When you see the virtuous, think about them; when you see the virtuous, you should reflect on yourself!"
He murmured and repeated, as if he had also seen Xia Jingyun's calmness in turning the situation around with these words, and said sincerely: "Master Xia is really a genius!"
When he looked down, he saw the second question about the way of teachers.
Xun Feihong's article made him feel as if his eyes were blinded by wind and sand.
He wanted to think back to his enlightenment teacher, but found that he had always listened to classes outside the window since he was a child, and he never even had a formal private school teacher like Xun Feihong.
When he saw Lu Lifeng's article, he felt a bit of agreement in his heart. It was indeed as he said. There are fewer and fewer good teachers in the world. Even in the Imperial College, there are more Confucian scholars who are obsessed with fame and fortune, but less serious about teaching and studying. teacher.
Mr. Lu is worthy of being a well-known scholar in Longshou Prefecture. This article is really good.
But when he looked down, a line of words came into view:
【Ancient scholars must have teachers! Teachers, so they preach and learn karma to resolve doubts! 】
He was shaken all over, and the next sentence struck his heart like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning.
[That’s why there is neither noble nor humble, neither long nor young. Where the Tao exists, the teacher exists! 】
[There is a certain order of learning, and there is a specialization in the arts, that’s all. 】
He unconsciously slowed down and slowly read the article in front of him word by word, like a veteran of flowers savoring a peerless beauty.
He suddenly regretted that he should have been at the scene and saw such an article written with his own eyes.
Fortunately, such articles were not buried, and he was lucky enough to see them.
Moreover, he could also imagine that this article would be widely circulated in Zhongjing City.
"Uncle Duan, how are you? I didn't lie to you, did I?"
Li Zhiyi didn't even raise his head and said firmly: "Next time, I will go and see with my own eyes wherever Mr. Xia is."
"Hahahahaha!"
Amidst the bustle of the tea shop, the young people laughed.
——
Compared with the hustle and bustle of the tea shop outside the Imperial College, the Mingyu Tower, which is also doing very well, seems much quieter.
Although there was also singing and drinking, thanks to the isolation of the private room, there was no suspicion of being noisy.
On the top floor of Mingyu Tower, Qin Li, who was wearing a long green dress, was concentrating on copying an article on paper.
After a while, when she put down the pen, she looked at the neat and graceful handwriting on it with satisfaction.
"Miss, your word is getting better and better!"
The maid on the side quickly flattered him.
Qin Li glanced at her and said with a smile: "What should really be praised is this article, not my mediocre handwriting. You still need to learn more."
The maid stuck out her tongue and said, "I can't learn from you. Who can teach a maid? As long as I know how to serve you, it's fine! Hehe."
"The sage is the teacher of impermanence. Anyone with witchcraft, doctor, musician, or skill can be a teacher. I can teach you, and others can also teach you. It just depends on whether you want to learn or not."
The maid's eyes lit up and she immediately shook her head, "It's useless for me to learn so many things. How dare I bother you, young lady?"
Qin Li said calmly: "If you don't want to, then I will find someone who is willing to learn, so that he can share the affairs of Mingyu Tower for me in the future."
"My slave is willing, please teach me!"
The maid was so anxious that she almost burst into tears. Qin Li smiled and said, "I am teasing you. How can I bear to do without you."
The maid breathed a sigh of relief and quickly changed the subject, "It's true that Mr. Xia is here. The lady gave him the jade card and waited for him for so long. After so long, he didn't know how to come here to sit. Instead, he ran around and wrote poems. Wenliumomobao."
Qin Li couldn't laugh or cry when she heard this, "You make me feel like a resentful woman in the palace waiting for him to favor you."
Subconsciously speaking such words, she couldn't help but blush slightly, but after a while she sighed, "Eldest brother, I don't know if he has figured it out. The matter with him has not been resolved. I'm afraid Mr. Xia won't Came to Mingyu Tower."
——
boom!
An exquisite and expensive teapot was smashed into pieces, not escaping the fate of the predecessors.
This was Qin Yuwen's reaction after listening to the report from his subordinates and learning that Xia Jingyun had once again made a splash and won a great victory.
In his opinion, after Xia Jingyun offended him and after he punished him, the more confident and proud he became and the more he achieved success, the more he slapped him in the face and the Qin family's face.
Why do people who have reached high positions care so much about face? Because caring about face can save a lot of things.
The more valuable and important your face is, the more you don’t need to say or do anything, the more others will care about your face and consider their own actions, which is equivalent to getting rid of it once and for all.
And when your face is damaged by others and you don't protect it, more and more people will dare to offend your face in the future, and you will pay more for everything you do.
Therefore, Qin Yuwen felt that he must not listen to his little sister, or at least not for the time being. He must negotiate peace, and he must negotiate peace when he is victorious.
So, he took a few deep breaths and said, "Let's do it!"
The steward hesitated and said, "Sir, do you want to report this to the head of the family?"
Qin Yuwen turned to glance at him, "You think he doesn't know? Go ahead. As the eldest son of the Qin family, I still have this power."
The steward nodded and left.
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"Master! It's not good!"
On the day after the Spring Festival Banquet, when the news of the Three Masters of Tushan accepting disciples, together with the articles and poems, was spreading in Zhongjing City, His Majesty conferred the title of two princes on the throne, which caused a lot of discussion among the courtiers. At this time, Gongsun Jing, who was originally overjoyed, walked quickly at nightfall on the second day and reported to Xia Jingyun the bad news he had just received.
"The Master of the Qin family has taken action again. Yesterday they quietly sold many of the Zhuangzi they had bribed and the fruits, vegetables, poultry and livestock they brought over as belongings to our cooperative farmers. Today, this morning, we So I bought enough for the past seven days. If we continue like this, we may not have enough cash. Moreover, with the obstruction of the Qin family, our marketing channels have not only not opened up, but have actually shrunk! "
It was obvious that the Qin family was going in the opposite direction and wanted to support Jiang'an Hou Mansion to death.
To Gongsun Jing's expectation, Xia Jingyun did not panic, but his eyes were unexpectedly sad.
He sighed, "Okay, I get it."
Gongsun Jing:? ? ?
What does it mean to know?
Xia Jingyun forced a smile and said, "Don't worry, leave this matter to me."
Gongsun Jing naturally had confidence in Xia Jingyun now. Hearing this, he said no more, turned around and walked out.
Not long after, Xia Jingyun asked someone to invite Su Yuanshang over again.
He looked at Su Yuanshang and said, "Master Qian still didn't listen."
Su Yuanshang pursed his lips slightly, "What?"
Xia Jingyun sighed, "Let's do it."
(End of chapter)
