It snowed all night last night.
When I woke up in the morning, the city of Yingtian was completely white.
When Zhu Bai and Zhu Biao entered the Imperial Academy through knee-deep snow, Wu Bozong had already started teaching the students.
The two of them quietly walked to the chairs next to them and sat down.
I thought that those dandy boys would not come, but some outstanding students from other provinces who arrived in Yingtian in advance were added to study in the Imperial College. The atmosphere here will be much better.
As a result, Zhu Bai and Zhu Biao realized something was wrong as soon as they entered.
how to say……
The classroom atmosphere was very stiff and cold.
The master talks about the master's things, and the students do what the students do.
In the past, when Master asked a question, everyone would respond enthusiastically, and there would be comments whether it was good or bad.
Now the Master is asking, there is a pool of stagnant water below.
Although they are competitors, the examination is not just a competition between the students of Yingtian Academy. It is completely unnecessary.
If we look at the number of people, that means there are fewer people who don’t study much, and there are a few more diligent ones.
How could it be so deserted and strange?
Moreover, Zhu Bai discovered that Ouyang Lun had changed his appearance after not seeing him for a few days, and he was completely different.
Last year's torn jacket, straw rope belt and torn cotton shoes have been replaced by today's brocade thick cotton robe, rhinoceros jade belt thick-soled boots.
As the saying goes, "A man depends on his clothes, as if he depended on his gold." He was already talented, but when he dressed up like this, he looked even more elegant and suave, with a face like a crown jewel.
If he hadn't seen him in embarrassment before, Zhu Bai would have thought that he was a noble son of a noble family.
The living expenses of the Imperial College plus the money provided by the imperial court to support the people would definitely not be enough for him to buy this outfit.
So who is raising him?
Zhu Biao obviously noticed it and looked around.
Not only Ouyang Lun, but also several children from poor families also became rich overnight.
The teachers gave lectures for a while, and then asked the students to start writing strategies.
Halfway through writing, Hu Weiyong came in.
Several students put down their pens, stood up, and went to the door to greet him with salutes.
Ouyang Lun was the most attentive.
"Hello, Mr. Hu."
"Master Hu, you are polite."
Hu Weiyong looked like a general inspecting the army. He smiled and nodded and responded one by one.
It turned out to be him...
Haha, it seems that he is already making arrangements in advance.
Zhu Biao looked at them coldly and flattered them.
According to the rules of the Imperial College, no matter who comes in, they cannot disturb the class and can only quietly walk aside and listen.
Even Zhu Biao and Zhu Bai are no exception.
Hu Weiyong actually put himself in a higher position than Zhu Biao...
Zhu Bai ignored Hu Weiyong, but silently wrote down the names of those who did not get up and just kept their heads down writing policies.
Hu Weiyong must have looked for them.
Just because they didn't give in and silently adhered to the character of a scholar was enough for him to reuse them.
The number of the two types of people is 50-50.
It is rare for half of the people not to succumb to the powerful.
This year's exam is okay.
And after such a commotion, the reason for the deserted atmosphere just now was also found.
People who have integrity and have not taken refuge with Hu Weiyong look down on those weaklings.
Those Juren who were in favor of Hu Weiyong felt that the other people were rigid and ignorant of flexibility and were not worthy of being with him.
They didn't want to get together and talk here, for fear of being overheard by the other party and causing trouble in the future.
Therefore, each of these candidates became more silent than the other.
Wu Bozong interrupted their greetings and said calmly: "Class is taking place now."
Hu Weiyong did not expect that Wu Bozong, a small minister of the Ministry of Rites, would dare to openly deny him face.
Just as he was about to speak, he caught a glimpse of Zhu Bai and Zhu Biao, who were looking at him with half-smiling eyes. He suppressed his anger and said to Ouyang Lun and the others, "Ah, you can just continue with the class."
Ouyang Lun wants to sit back.
Wu Bozong said: "Those who have already stood up should go to the back and face the wall to think about their mistakes."
Ouyang Lun was stunned and didn't move.
Liu Lian frowned: "If you didn't hear clearly, please ask Mr. Wu to say it again. Those who have already stood up should go to the back and face the wall to think about their mistakes."
Ouyang Lun blushed and saluted Wu Bolun: "I wonder what mistake the student made."
Now that he has achieved fame, even if he enters the government office, he does not have to kneel before being convicted.
What qualifications does Wu Bozong have to punish him?
Wu Bozong pointed coldly at the "Ten Rules of the Imperial College" posted next to him.
One of the items above is: "Master, during class, students are not allowed to get up and leave at will, or interrupt. If there is any violation, they should face the wall and think about it for an hour."
Even if Ouyang Lun has fame, he is still a student of the Imperial College. Unless he has the guts to flip the table and leave now, he will never come to the Imperial College again.
But he didn't have the guts, so he pursed his lips and hesitated for a long time, then silently went to the back to face the wall.
Liu Lian added lightly: "Not only Ouyang Lun, everyone else who got up will also go."
Those who were busy flattering him reluctantly went over and stood next to Ouyang Lun to receive the punishment.
Hu Weiyong gritted his teeth and thought: As the saying goes, "It depends on the owner to beat a dog." Wu Bailun and Liu Lian really went too far!
He walked away angrily.
Zhu Bai and Zhu Biao were also very angry.
Hu Weiyong saw that the two of them didn't even say hello or salute. It was really the opposite!
Zhu Bai and Zhu Biao returned to the palace and went straight to Lao Zhu.
After all, Hu Weiyong was appointed by Lao Zhu. If they want to deal with Hu Weiyong, they must agree with Lao Zhu.
Zhu Biao usually seldom complained, but today it was obvious that he was very angry.
Zhu Bai remained silent.
Lao Zhu is so well-informed, he must already know these things.
And Lao Zhu must know a lot about Hu Weiyong's illegal behavior that they don't know.
However, Lao Zhu has been holding back, and he must have his own plans.
Sure enough, Lao Zhu listened silently to Zhu Biao's words, and then said: "The time has not come yet, Biao'er should be quiet, we will let him dance for a few more days."
Either don’t do it or never do it.
We never like killing people piecemeal.
Let's wait until this bunch of bastards and turtles gather in a pool before we take action, which will save us a lot of trouble.
Seeing that Zhu Bai was silent, Lao Zhu asked, "Old Twelve, what are you thinking about?"
Zhu Bai chuckled: "I have spotted a few people in the Imperial College today. If they fail to be admitted in the Imperial Examination, please ask my father to reward them for my use."
Lao Zhu rolled his eyes: "You have a good idea. As long as you win the prize, you will be ours."
Zhu Bai pursed his lips.
Lao Zhu raised his chin at him: "Show us the list you memorized."
Zhu Bai didn't move.
Lao Zhu's voice rose slightly: "Huh?! Why don't you hurry up?"
Zhu Bai reluctantly took out the list and handed it to Lao Zhu, muttering: "Tsk, how could your father do this?"
Zhu Biao also walked over to take a look curiously, and then found that it was the people who had not stood up just now, and smiled: Zhu Biao was recommending talents to Lao Zhu in a roundabout way.
Lao Zhu read the list carefully and put it in the drawer.
Zhu Bai knew that his method worked.
Zhu Biao smiled and said: "The twelfth brother's handwriting has improved a lot."
Lao Zhu was reminded by him. He took out the piece of paper and looked at it carefully, and nodded: "Hey, I haven't thought about it yet, but it's true. Nizi, you've been doing well recently. In the past, the words "dog crawling" are now At least I’m getting pretty good at practicing.”
