"cough."
A slight cough broke the silence of the classroom.
Since Yu Shinan took his seat, more than ten people in the hall were sitting or standing, and they were all upright.
On August 17, the fifth year of Zhenguan, Yongxing College opened its doors, and the last batch of students under Yu Shinan's reign began their first political class in the Tang Dynasty.
"There are 72 schools of various types in Chang'an City, with more than 3,000 students like you. It has been seven years since Yongxing College was founded. Since its establishment, it has been recognized as the number one academic institution in the Tang Dynasty.
As you are about to enter Yongxing College, you should share the honors and disgrace with the college and share the hardships with your classmates. I, Yu Shinan, have more than 300 disciples all over the world, each with an official position, high or low. They can be considered to support half of the Tang Dynasty. "
Everyone listened carefully and saw that the gentleman today seemed different from the past. His expression was serious and full of majesty, and more importantly, what he said was quite arrogant.
Having supported half of the Tang Dynasty, these words should not be said carelessly.
But Mr. Today spoke out in front of everyone without any ambiguity. He obviously regarded them as his family members without any hesitation.
The dozen or so people below exchanged glances with quite a bit of excitement. They did not feel that these words were overbearing, but instead felt the heroic spirit conveyed by the gentleman.
At this moment, everyone also saw another side of Yu Shinan.
Yu Shinan is a humble and orderly person who is good at showing others weakness.
Internally, he is straightforward and unconcealed, speaking the truth and acting resolutely.
"Today is your first class. I just want you to understand one thing! From today on, you are classmates, brothers, and siblings! No matter what festivals and conflicts you had outside in the past, you who entered the college today Gate, those are all my disciples, Yu Shinan. My disciples must unite and face the outside world together. If any of you cannot do this, you can stand up and speak clearly now!"
The audience was slightly confused and exchanged glances with each other.
The dozen young people in front of them are not a group that loves each other. They all have their own families, and they are all playboys with high ambitions.
Needless to say, people with family backgrounds like Changsun Huan, Cui Xing and Xie Yuan, who were familiar with Bai Song, were both powerful and self-centered people in their families.
This group of people works on their own, and there are people who dislike each other and hold grudges in their hearts, but they just don't say it out loud.
In addition, during the last exam, Chang Sun Huan mocked Bai Song. That was just a small microcosm. There were quite a few people who had conflicts with each other.
It won't be easy for them not to fight, but they also need to work together and love each other?
How can this be?
Changsun Huan was the first to stand up: "There is no need to talk about this matter. How can I, the second son of the Changsun family, be brothers with a country bumpkin like Bai Song?"
"Very good, those who have conflicts will come forward first, and we will resolve the conflicts first." Yu Shinan nodded, stood up silently, and walked to Changsun Huan with a ruler in hand.
Changsun Huan saw that something was wrong when his husband came over, and he was a little wary: "You... what are you going to do?"
"Jia Ke, come here!" Yu Shinan turned around and said.
Jia Ke nodded, followed immediately, suddenly stood behind Changsun Huan, and skillfully used a grappling hand to lock Changsun Huan in place.
When Yu Qingqing saw this, she chuckled, turned her head and said to Bai Song, "That nasty guy needs to be beaten!"
Bai Song opened his eyes wide. Jia Ke, who was originally weak in literature, suddenly transformed into a martial arts master. The standard of his grasping hand's movements left Chang Sun Huan without any room to move.
"What are you going to do?!"
Jia Ke didn't say anything, and he didn't know how hard he used it, but Zhang Sun Huan spread his hands.
Snapped!
There was a crisp sound, followed by a howl and a scream, startling away a flock of birds resting on the roof of the academy.
And this is just the beginning.
The sound of the ruler falling on the meat is like bamboo slices hitting the water, each sound has a rhythm and is quite rhythmic.
But for Changsun Huan, this was a sore feeling that he had never experienced before. It was even more painful than when he was whipped by his father when he was a child!
After just a few blows, Changsun Huan's hands were already swollen into meaty buns, and he could no longer hold the fan steady. His face was red and he was sweating profusely, but he was still screaming.
The students were so frightened by the teacher's dismounting threats in the first lesson that all of them looked livid, which was completely different from the pleasant-looking teacher in their impression.
"Grandpa used a very powerful ruler to hit people. One hit will hurt for several days!" Yu Qingqing was still a little palpitating. She must have been treated like this often.
"What happened to Jia Ke?"
"Senior brother has been following grandpa all year round. There are always some young masters who are disobedient to discipline, such as Changsun Huan. Jia Ke specially learned grappling skills just to let these young masters stand quietly and let the ruler whip them."
Bai Song was a little speechless, but he understood why Jia Ke had been cooperating with Mr. Yu to teach.
"Stop fighting! Stop fighting! Old man, I want you to look good!"
"The rude words show that education is not enough."
"Xu An! Xu An! Go back and ask my father to come and catch this old guy!" Changsun Huan screamed and cried in pain, but he still refused to give up and shouted to his book boy to go back and tell the old man. Father, Sun Wuji.
This was the first time that the little book boy saw his master being beaten like this. He was so frightened that he ran out of the school and disappeared without a trace.
Now that the matter has come to an end, the spectators have stopped watching the fun, and their expressions have become serious.
I feel that today's matter is a bit tricky. If I alert Changsun Wuji and see Changsun Huan being beaten like this by my husband, will there be any problems?
After all, Changsun Huan's status was extraordinary. The Changsun family had received all the favor from the emperor and was highly valued by the emperor. Empress Changsun and the emperor had a close relationship, and Changsun Wuji was inseparable from the emperor.
But Yu Shinan was different. Everyone in the world knew that the emperor did not like Yu Shinan, but because Yu Shinan had a high reputation among the people, he saved face for him.
If the eldest son's family and Yu Shinan were in trouble, the emperor would definitely turn against the eldest son's family.
Changsun Huan's hand was swollen into a bear's paw, but he gritted his teeth and stared at Yu Shinan: "Old man, wait, you dare to hit me. I am the second son of the Changsun family, and my father is Changsun Wuji. How dare you hit me like this! Wait! Stay here, you will feel better later."
"Haha..." Yu Shinan showed no fear, but smiled heartily, "The second son of the eldest grandson's family? When I beat your father, you were not even born yet!"
Everyone was shocked, not knowing whether it was true or false.
Yu Shinan put away the ruler, pointed at the courtyard wall outside, and said to Jia Ke: "Take him to face the wall!"
"yes!"
Jia Ke responded and dragged Changsun Huan out.
"Let me go, let me go, I want you all to die!"
Jia Ke ignored the boy's cries and pulled him under the courtyard wall with ease.
The wall facing Yongxing Academy is not simple. A rope falls from the top of the courtyard wall, ties the feet of the person, and hangs them directly upside down on the courtyard wall. Only one hand is left to support the ground, which must also be supported. If you can't hold on, if you loosen your hands, your whole body will hang directly in the air, which will make it even more uncomfortable.
Everyone was dumbfounded. They had never seen students punished like this.
Changsun Huan lost his voice as he was being hung. He was holding his hands on the ground and did not dare to let go. The palm of one hand was still swollen and painful, but he couldn't make a single cry for help, so he could only hold on.
The students felt chills on their backs. It seemed that the first lesson today was to give everyone a lesson!
Changsun Huan was suffering every minute there and almost fainted.
But he still held on because he always believed that his father would appear to rescue him at the critical moment.
When his father arrives, he will definitely be furious when he sees his current appearance, and he must make Yu Shinan's head fall to the ground!
This old guy, just wait for my revenge!
Changsun Huan kept his faith and persevered. At this time, the young master burst out with extraordinary perseverance.
After waiting for a full two-quarters of an hour, a person suddenly rushed into the academy. It was the scholar Xu An who had left earlier.
Changsun Huan was hanging with only one breath left, and big beads of sweat were falling down. When he saw Xu An coming back, he suddenly became energetic. He couldn't care about anything, and shouted loudly: "Dad! Dad! Save me..." The child is going to be killed!”
However, Changsun Huan shouted for a long time, but there was no response from the people around him. Only Xu An kept breathing.
"Xu An, where is my dad! Where is my dad?"
"Master, the master is not here!"
"What? Didn't come? Did you tell him that I was beaten?"
"I told you, I told you exactly what I said, but I only said three words."
"What three words?"
"Well played..."
