Yingtian Academy.
It snowed heavily, and a thick layer of silver accumulated on the mountain behind the academy.
In Nuan Pavilion, a teenage boy was taking the exam from professor Qi Shunbin.
"Confucius said, if you are above the average person, you can speak to someone who is superior. If you are below the average person, you cannot speak to someone who is superior."
"What do you mean by this?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the handsome young man with red lips and white teeth spoke bluntly, almost without thinking.
"The first teacher is here to teach the next generation. No matter what you do, you need to adapt to the current conditions. You can't just study, you must make the best use of the situation."
"good!"
Qi Shunbin smiled and nodded, secretly applauding.
As expected of a well-known child prodigy, Zhang Fangping has already mastered the Analects alone.
Qi Shunbin was the son of Qi Lun and the grandson of Qi Tongwen. In the fifth year of Tianxi, Qi Lun died of illness. According to the rules, Qi Shunbin should observe filial piety for his father.
Of course, observing filial piety does not mean that you can't do anything. Activities such as giving guidance to younger generations or teaching are basically no taboos.
The person who took the examination was named Zhang and Fangping. He was a native of Yingtian and entered Yingtian Academy when he was thirteen years old.
Zhang Fangping is extremely intelligent. He has almost a photographic memory of all the books he has read. He can memorize the contents of the book only once or twice.
The same goes for writing articles. Although he is only sixteen years old, in terms of speed, he is definitely the fastest gun in the Song Dynasty.
He is a well-known quick shooter. When writing an article of about a thousand words, he does not need to stop and think at all. He can basically write it in one go.
It's a pity that Zhang Fangping's background is not very good, and his family background is not very good. The winter coat he is wearing now was given to him by Qi Shunbin.
Scholars must always pay attention to their appearance. Young people grow up quickly, and a winter coat is not cheap.
Zhang Fangping couldn't change into new clothes every year like those kids from rich families.
Three years of new life, three years of old life, and another three years of mending are the norm.
Qi Shunbin was a man who cherished his talents. Seeing Zhang Fangping in such embarrassment, he couldn't help but feel pity.
After the last round of school examinations, Qi Shunbin pointed to the heater in front of him and motioned for Zhang Fangping to come closer.
"Fang Ping, sit down."
"Thank you, sir."
Zhang Fangping bowed respectfully, then sat down close to him.
"In recent days, there has been a lot of noise in the academy. Has it affected you?"
Qi Shunbin, who was in mourning period, rarely appeared in the outside world. His activities were limited to the back mountain area.
He would not go out unless necessary.
But when he doesn't go out, others come to look for him.
Especially in recent times, more and more people have come to visit the academy, including even retainers of the consul.
If he didn't happen to be in mourning, Qi Shunbin wouldn't have the right to refuse.
One drink and one peck, it’s really a wonderful experience.
"Alright."
When answering, Zhang Fangping's expression seemed a little awkward, and even his eyes were a little evasive.
There must be some influence!
Most of the people who visited Yingtian Academy recently had the same purpose.
Examine the academy’s operating system!
Among the four major academies, Yingtian Academy is the closest to Beijing. In terms of geographical location, the other three academies cannot compare to Yingtian Academy.
"A gentleman cannot cultivate his heart with sincerity."
Qi Shunbin waited for Zhang Fangping and said, "However, there are reasons for everything, so I won't punish you this time."
"Why don't you explain it to the teacher?"
Zhang Fangping's face suddenly turned red after being told by his husband, and then he quickly stood up and said with shame.
"Sir, Fang Ping accepts the punishment."
"sit down."
Qi Shunbin waved his hand: "I said forget it. Sit down and tell me about the recent changes in the academy."
"Yes, sir."
Zhang Fangping put on a bitter look and slowly explained the changes in the hospital.
"Sir, do you remember Senior Fan?"
There are many students in Yingtian Academy, among whom there are dozens of people named Fan from the past to the present. But when Zhang Fangping mentioned Senior Fan, Qi Shunbin immediately thought of Fan Zhongyan.
"Are you talking about Fan Xiwen?"
"yes."
Zhang Fangping said with hope: "A few days ago, Senior Fan's edict suddenly became popular in the capital. Some people scolded it, and some people praised it."
'I don't know when I will become famous all over the world like Senior Fan. '
Although Fan Zhongyan was mostly reviled in Beijing, to use a later saying, black and red are also red.
Today, Zhang Fangping is just a somewhat talented scholar.
Except for the fact that he has some reputation in the three-thirds of an acre of Yingtian Mansion, once he leaves Yingtian Mansion, he is just a little transparent.
Although Zhang Fangping's mind was already full of thoughts, the association was Lenovo and it did not affect his narration.
What a genius.
There's always something special about it. Doing two things at once is nothing.
On the other side, Qi Shunbin couldn't help but feel a little sad when he heard about Fan Zhongyan's situation.
Fan Xiwen, Fan Xiwen is still the same.
The head is too strong!
If you make suggestions, just make suggestions. There is no need to add "book with text".
As the direct grandson of Qi Tongwen, Qi Shunbin knew his grandfather's ambitions very well. When he was young, he grew up with his grandfather.
His first teacher was his grandfather.
No one knows better than him why grandpa changed his name to 'Tongwen'.
Thinking about it, Qi Shunbin felt a little ashamed again.
He is not as good as Fan Xiwen, that's all.
Obviously he is the direct descendant of the Qi family, but he is not as free and easy as Fan Xiwen, so daring to be the first in the world.
'Perhaps Fan Xiwen is the most orthodox successor of the great father (grandfather). '
After a while, Zhang Fangping finished talking about the recent events in the academy, and then he patiently waited for his teacher's teachings.
But I waited and waited, but still couldn't wait.
After a while, he raised his head slightly and took a quick peek at Qi Shunbin.
'Huh? '
'Sir, he seems to be in a daze? '
Indeed, Qi Shunbin was in a daze now. After being ashamed, he had the idea of "should not lag behind others".
Fan Xiwen is cheering for the 'eldest father'. As a descendant of the Qi family, how can he deal with it safely?
At least, you have to help Fan Xiwen, right?
Although Fan Xiwen's ancestors were wealthy, their family had already fallen into decline. When it came to his generation, they were even more depressed.
Otherwise, Fan Xiwen would not have been named "Zhu Shuo" when he was admitted to the hospital.
Even the surname has been changed, which shows Fan's embarrassment.
Thinking of this, Qi Shunbin felt that he should not continue to escape.
As a descendant of the Qi family, how could he let Fan Xiwen fight alone?
He should also bear the burden of this infamy.
The Qi family can't just sit back and watch!
Regardless of fame or profit, if you can give it up, give it up.
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Two days later.
Visitors to Yingtian Academy suddenly discovered that Qi Shunbin, who was mourning in the back mountain, seemed to have changed his attitude.
Before, Qi Shunbin didn't see anyone, and he seemed to be acting wisely to protect himself.
And now, although I can't say I'm meeting everyone, I'm at least starting to meet people.
