The entire scene was quiet, and countless pairs of eyes were staring at Lin Ping'an.
Some of them knew Lin Pingan, but many of them had only heard of his name but never met him.
Before this, these people were full of curiosity, not knowing what the rumored young dean was like.
"What should I say?"
Lin Ping'an asked himself in his mind as he walked onto the high platform.
The students finally saw clearly the appearance of the first dean of Zhulin Academy, and many of them couldn't help but let out a soft cry in their mouths.
I had long heard that Lin Ping'an was young, but I didn't expect him to be so young. He looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, his body was a little thin, but his eyes were very clear.
Lin Pingan is famous in the capital for his poetic talent. The students have naturally read Lin Pingan's poems, so of course they will not look down upon Lin Pingan because of his youth.
Since ancient times, heroes have emerged from youth. On the contrary, in their hearts, they admired this young dean even more.
Especially the female students, their eyes were shining brightly and they were staring at Lin Ping'an without blinking.
"Dean Xiaolin is a talented person with a bright future. It's just a pity that he has to marry Suzaku, the night watchman."
Liu Yiyi let out a sigh in her mouth, her voice full of regret.
Su Meier on the side pulled her sleeves and whispered:
"Sister Liu, are you just giving up?"
Yi Yiyi showed a wry smile and said softly:
"Then what else can we do? With our identities, can we still be concubines?"
Both of them are the daughters of high-ranking officials in the imperial court. Even if they were willing, their father would never allow it.
Su Meier curled her lips and said lightly:
"Of course it's not possible to be a concubine, but it's okay to be an equal wife."
Liu Yiyi's eyes lit up, then dimmed, and she asked hesitantly:
"As an equal wife, how is this possible?"
You must know that since the emperor granted the marriage, the position of the head wife can only belong to Yan Xiaoxiao, unless the emperor grants the marriage again, but this is almost impossible to do.
Su Meier naturally understood the doubts in Liu Yiyi's heart. She chuckled softly, leaned into Liu Yiyi's ear and said:
"It is obviously difficult for His Majesty to grant him another marriage, but if Lin Pingan himself proposes to marry an equal wife, then it is naturally possible."
Liu Yiyi shook her head and flatly denied:
"If that's the case, then the smiling girl must agree."
"I've already thought about this."
Su Mei'er said: "Lin Ping'an is the Queen's foster brother. As long as he opens his mouth, the Queen will definitely agree. Then the Suzaku girl will no longer be able to control her."
Liu Yiyi turned her head and looked at Su Meier carefully. After a while, she hesitated and asked:
"Are you so sure that Lin Pingan can like us?"
Su Mei'er smiled, with a hint of pride on her face, straightened her chest and said:
"Then it all depends on your ability. Anyway, I have made up my mind to give it a try."
Liu Yiyi was stunned when she heard this, then she chuckled and said lightly:
"You dare to try, why shouldn't I?"
Both of them are well-known talented women in the spiritual world. They have high self-esteem and disdain for ordinary men. They have always admired Lin Ping'an's talent. Today, seeing so many important people coming to congratulate her, she feels even more sad. He felt that Lin Ping'an was a hidden dragon and would surely shine in the future, so at this moment he actually made up his mind to compete with Yan Xiaoxiao for the position of the equal wife.
Lin Ping'an stood on the stage, looking at the young faces in the audience, but he couldn't help but think of the rise and fall of the Ming Dynasty.
From the time when Zhu Yuanzhang, the great emperor of Hongwu, established the Ming Dynasty as a commoner, to the end of the Ming Dynasty in Chongzhen, there were a total of sixteen emperors, two hundred and seventy-six years.
During this period, there were turbulent times, there were countless brilliance, and there were also sad moments. Now, there are still twenty years before the end of the Ming Dynasty.
In the young hearts of these students, they may have countless beautiful longings, but no one would have thought that they would all become subjugated people, and even have to shave off the hair on their heads.
How cruel and heartbreaking is this?
A sense of sadness rose from the bottom of Lin Ping'an's heart and spread throughout his body. It was as if countless words were pouring into his throat, and it was difficult to make a sound for a while.
Seeing his appearance, Sylvia Lin was a little worried, but Liu Rushi asked in a low voice:
"Sister Ye, is the young master nervous?"
Sylvia Lin shook her head in confusion. Based on her understanding of Lin Pingan, Lin Pingan at this moment would definitely not be speechless because of nervousness.
Wei Zhongxian shook his head and smiled at Cui Chengxiu beside him:
"This kid is still a bit young, so he was frightened by this scene."
Cui Chengxiu also smiled and whispered:
"Dean Xiao Lin is a child of an ordinary doctor in Guangning City. How could he have seen such a scene? This reaction is absolutely normal."
Tian Ergen curled his lips. Although he said nothing, he felt a little disdainful in his heart. He glanced at Yang Lian and others and couldn't help but snorted in his heart:
"As expected, they are all good-for-nothing scholars!"
Yang Lian and others also shook their heads secretly. It is said that you can see the whole leopard at a glance. With such a cowardly character, their future development will definitely not go anywhere.
Lin Ping'an's performance made them feel a little disappointed.
The four talented men looked at each other and couldn't help but sweat for Lin Ping'an.
It is a bit embarrassing for the academy's first dean to be so incompetent in front of everyone.
Su Meier burst out laughing. She tugged on Liu Yiyi's sleeve and chuckled:
"Sister Liu, look at him like this, isn't he a little cute?"
Liu Yiyi glared at her, feeling a little disappointed in her heart. She also heard a little bit about Lin Ping'an's life experience, and she couldn't help but say at this moment:
"He was born in a poor family, so naturally he has never seen such a scene. In the future, he will see it more often, so it will be natural."
At this moment, Lin Ping'an's voice came to their ears:
"I would like to ask you a question, that is, why do we study?"
Hearing this voice, Liu Yiyi and Su Meier immediately held their breath and looked at Lin Pingan on the stage.
Lin Pingan's eyes calmly swept over the students in the audience, and said calmly: "Reading thousands of volumes, writing as if there is a spirit, these are the poems we have been familiar with since childhood, but what can we do like this? Just to pass the imperial examination. Do you want to get good grades in the exam and then become an official in the court?"
The students were all attracted by Lin Pingan's questions and fell into thinking.
This question seems simple, but it is also a question that every reader asks.
Lin Ping'an looked at everyone and continued: "We study to understand the truth, to know the past and present, and to understand the principles between heaven and earth. The imperial examination is just a form for us to verify our reading. Real reading is for Improve your self-cultivation, understand the world better, and find the meaning of life.
Therefore, if you think that the ultimate goal of studying is to become an official, you are totally wrong. I personally believe that the true meaning of studying is to know things clearly and make yourself a useful person! "
Lin Ping'an's words made everyone a little moved, but at the same time they felt deeply confused.
Isn't the purpose of studying to gain fame and become an official in the court? This concept is deeply rooted and has been deeply implanted in the hearts of every student.
Now Lin Ping'an says that this is a big mistake, which is really shocking.
Yang Lian frowned slightly and said to Gu Dazhang beside him:
"I'm afraid that these students will be led astray by such nonsense. This person's literary talent is acceptable, but other aspects are worrying."
Gu Dazhang nodded slightly and said thoughtfully:
"Listen to what he has to say again. If he continues to talk nonsense like this, even if it offends Hua Fangfang, I will definitely go forward and argue with him."
The four great talents even complained secretly. If you don't study for the purpose of becoming an official, then why don't you study? To put it bluntly, the imperial court gives those fifty places to enter the Imperial College every year. Doesn't it clearly provide a career path?
If Lin Ping'an said this, wouldn't it go against the purpose of Zhulin Academy? If this continues, who would be willing to study at Zhulin Academy!
Song Zhice became a little anxious and whispered:
"Brother Xingzhou, if Dean Xiaolin fails, you and I will come to the rescue. After all, we are now His Majesty's personal disciples. We can't ruin the reputation of our academy on this first day!"
Jiang Xingzhou shook his head and said slowly:
"Listen again, I think the dean's words are somewhat interesting."
So the four of them looked at Lin Pingan on the stage again.
"What is a useful person?"
Lin Ping'an asked. He looked around the audience and continued to talk to himself:
"In my understanding, anyone who can contribute to this country and its people is a useful person.
The soldiers at the border pass fought bloody battles, risking their lives to keep the enemy out of the pass. They were useful people.
The gentlemen in private schools preach and teach, and they are useful people. The doctors who cure diseases and save people are also useful people.
Even the farmers working in the fields and the fishermen fishing in the sea provide us with the guarantee of life, they are also useful people.
And some of us scholars have a high self-esteem, keep their hands clean, and only read books by saints and sages, but in the end they become nerds who only know how to read rote books.
The saying that a scholar is useless is not unreasonable. Today's Ming Dynasty is in danger. There are Houjin outside the pass who are ready to move, there are rogue bandits inside who are constantly causing chaos, natural disasters continue, refugees are everywhere, the national treasury is empty, and it is unsustainable. Everyone Can we ask ourselves, besides studying to gain fame, what else can we do for this country?
When the country is in crisis, do we scholars have the ability and courage to sacrifice our lives for this country, even to the point of sacrificing our own lives? "
At this point, Lin Ping'an was a little excited. His face turned red, and he felt uncomfortable with the words in his heart. He continued to say:
"Today, Master Sun Chengzong traveled thousands of miles and was sent a pair of armor. It wasn't until this moment that I understood his good intentions.
If the country is destroyed, what is the use of studying?
If the family is gone, where will the scholars come from? "
In his mind, he thought of the figure hanging on the crooked tree in Meishan, Zhang Yan's desperate and helpless eyes under a foot of white silk, and the bloody hole on Wan'er's chest.
The lines on Lin Ping'an's face were twisted, making people look a little ferocious. He almost roared and said what he just said.
"what happened to him?"
Su Meier looked at Lin Ping'an on the stage and murmured to herself. She put a hand on her chest and suddenly felt like crying.
Liu Yiyi frowned slightly, looking at Lin Pingan on the stage in a trance, feeling that her heart was greatly shocked.
The students became a little commotion. They were all proud of themselves as scholars. They never thought that they would be compared with farmers in the fields and fishermen at sea. The Ming Dynasty valued literature over military affairs. Even military generals, these scholars looked down on them from the bottom of their hearts.
However, Lin Ping'an just said this, comparing them to these people, and there was even a hint of scholarly disdain in his words.
"What the hell is this?"
Jiang Xingzhou and others are a little anxious. Today is the opening ceremony of the academy. As the dean, shouldn't you, Lin Ping'an, affirm the status of scholars? He also encouraged everyone to come to the academy to study. Why did he pour cold water on the academy as soon as he started?
Isn't this just shooting yourself in the foot?
The four of them looked at the commotion of the students nervously, fearing that some bold student would suddenly make some retorts and make Dean Xiao Lin unable to step down, which would be embarrassing.
Yang Lian narrowed his eyes and showed a smile on his face. He was a scholar and a representative of the Donglin Party, but he was not a nerd.
Sometimes he even hated his body as a scholar and longed to be able to hold weapons and fight bloody battles with the soldiers at the border.
Lin Ping'an was right. Bookworms were indeed useless people. He had always thought so. But he was a little curious. In addition to teaching people to read, what new tricks could the Bamboo Forest Academy do?
An appreciative smile appeared on Hua Fangfang's face, but Wei Zhongxian couldn't help but clapped his hands and shouted.
"Okay, well said!"
He was shouting, his eyes were shining, and he was obviously a little excited.
Lin Ping'an said it well, so what if you haven't read the book? As long as you can do something for this country, you are a useful person.
Wei Zhongxian believes that he is such a person!
Lin Ping'an on the stage was still continuing. He took a deep breath and shouted to everyone in the audience:
"Be worthy of heaven, earth and country, be worthy of your parents, wives and children, be upright and upright, and be an aboveboard and useful person. This is the purpose of our Zhulin Academy!"
After his words fell, the entire academy fell into silence. Everyone stared at the slightly frail young man on the stage and fell into deep thought.
After a long time, there was a clear round of applause from the audience, and then there was a round of applause, from sparse to deafening.
Lin Ping'an cupped his hands toward the audience. Feeling uneasy, he turned around and shouted: "Bring paper and pen!"
