The Imperial College is located at the rear right of the central hall.
A group of people walked around and walked to the Imperial College. The young eunuch guarding the door quickly knelt down and saluted.
The emperor made a gesture in time to stop it.
The emperor walked in. There were three or four schools in the Imperial College. One was the Enlightenment School, which specialized in teaching three- and four-year-old children. The other was the Girls' School, which was for princesses and princesses. The third one was the University Hall, which was most valued by the Emperor. After the Enlightenment, All the princes and nobles are here, and they are taught by the most powerful Confucian in the Imperial College. The current Mr. Wang was invited to come out again by the emperor who wrote letters many times.
I slowly walked away and walked up the steps. Through the window pane, I could see Mr. Wang standing on the stage and interpreting a parallel prose.
The students below are all listening to the class seriously, except...
The emperor's expression suddenly changed.
He saw Lao Liu in the last row, leaning on the chair without any posture, his head tilted on the backrest, his face covered with a book, obviously sleeping.
After the emperor's eyes became sharp, a young man sitting next to the sixth prince felt it keenly. He secretly turned his head and shouted: "His Royal Highness, wake up..."
The sixth prince didn't hear it at all. As soon as he moved his hand, the book on his face fell off.
With a crash, the students in front turned around and saw a large group of people standing outside the school.
"See your Majesty, the Queen..."
All the students saluted quickly.
The emperor walked directly in.
Mr. Wang cupped his hands and said: "I have seen the emperor, but I don't know the emperor..."
"I happened to be passing by, come in and take a look."
Mr. Wang: "..."
Students: "..."
With such a large group of people coming to the school, it's hard to believe that they just happened to be passing by.
Yun Chu stood at the back of the crowd and caught a glimpse of Chu Hongyu sitting in the school. Because he was the youngest, he sat in the first row.
When the little guy saw his parents coming, he couldn't sit still. If the emperor and Mr. Wang hadn't been there, Yun Chu believed that he would have pounced on him.
The sixth prince was so frightened that he woke up. Ever since he lost his ears, his father had been particularly fond of him and rewarded him with countless good things.
His mother-in-law said that he should take the opportunity to perform well and try to get his father to arrange an important position in the court for him, one with real power.
Therefore, he deliberately asked Meng Shen to do his homework for him every day. Every time, Mr. Wang said that his homework was a masterpiece and circulated it to all students.
He had been looking forward to Mr. Wang telling his father about his performance.
Unexpectedly, before that day came, his father saw him sleeping in class with his own eyes. He was on the verge of tears.
The emperor's eyes cut across his face like a knife, making him tremble.
"Mr. Wang has worked really hard to discipline these incompetent students." The emperor looked at the homework stacked on the desk, "Has Mr. Wang seen these?"
Mr. Wang shook his head: "We have to wait until they study by themselves, then Wei Chen will review it carefully."
The emperor reached out and took the homework: "I happen to be free, so I can share some of Mr. Wang's worries."
This is the homework assigned by Mr. Wang three days ago. With "people" as the main point, write an article. There is no limit to the type of article. Poetry, parallel prose, strategy and discussion are all acceptable.
The one at the top was a poem, a five-character quatrain. The emperor glanced at it, nodded, and placed it on his left hand.
The following articles became less and less about that, and the emperor's face became increasingly ugly.
Soon, a good article appeared again. It was a long parallel prose, full of witty words, and it made people applaud. It was still placed on the left side.
The emperor continued to read one article after another. All the students in the school were calm and attentive, and everyone in the standing royal family was waiting quietly. Until all the homework had been read through, there were only five homework on the left hand side. share.
"There are thirty students in total, but only five homework assignments are acceptable." The emperor sneered.
Chu Hongyu, who was sitting in the first row, raised her butt, took out an article from the pile of articles, and offered it with both hands: "Grandpa, take a look at this article again. Is this article really hard to read?"
The emperor glanced at it and saw that the fonts were acceptable but lacked strength. The article had no major problems but lacked depth. But if it was written by a six-year-old child, it was indeed pretty good.
So the emperor picked it up and put it on his left hand.
Chu Hongyu sat down with a smile on his face, and at the same time gave Yun Chu a look of "I'm pretty awesome, right?"
The emperor then took a closer look at who had done the five assignments, and their names were written on the backs of the assignments.
Turning over the first copy, it was Meng Shen's name.
The emperor nodded. He had known for a long time that the eldest son of Qing Huasheng was very good at studying and had just entered the Imperial College this year.
The second one is the son of Boyuan Hou. He has bold views and is a good seedling.
Turning to the last one... the emperor was stunned. It turned out to be Lao Liu. Such a wonderful parallel prose was written by Lao Liu?
"Lao Liu, is this your homework?"
Hearing this, the Sixth Prince immediately raised his head, paused and said: "Yes, Father... I have stayed up late these days writing this article and almost stayed up all night, so I fell asleep in the school. I hope Father will forgive me." crime."
The anger that had just surged in the emperor immediately dissipated.
Lao Liu has always been naughty, but he didn't expect to grow up after suffering a serious injury. Such an excellent article, written by Lao Liu, is enough to show that Lao Liu has a talent for reading.
"You are very good."
The emperor praised.
The sixth prince immediately grinned. This was the first time he was praised by his father. It turns out that this is what it feels like to be praised.
"Lao Liu, come up here, read the article you wrote, and then explain why you wrote it this way and why you put forward such a point of view."
The Sixth Prince's smile suddenly solidified on his face.
But in full view of everyone, he could not say no. He could only walk to the front with heavy steps, picked up his homework and started reading.
As he read, he couldn't read any more because he didn't recognize a few words: "People hurt... hurt..."
Chu Hongyu, who was sitting in the first row, stood up on tiptoes: "The people are saddened by the word "膂". The word is "膂". How could Uncle Sixth Emperor not recognize it? This is an article written by you yourself."
"Yes, it's Ji." The Sixth Prince said hurriedly, "I didn't recognize him for a moment."
He continued reading and got stuck again.
"boom!"
The emperor slapped the table.
A face as gloomy as water, like a dark cloud rolling in from the sky.
The sixth prince was so frightened that he trembled all over, his knees weakened and he knelt on the ground: "Father, I am wrong..."
He can't read it right now. When his father asks him what this article means, he won't be able to answer it. He might as well admit his mistake honestly and maybe he can be forgiven.
"You are so brave! How dare you hire someone to write for you!"
The emperor raised his foot and kicked the sixth prince.
Then he looked at Mr. Wang standing next to him: "Don't you know about this?"
Mr. Wang said quietly: "We know this, but there is no need to expose it."
The emperor narrowed his eyes: "Why?"
"Meng Shen does two assignments at a time, using different handwriting, different angles, and different styles of writing. Only in this way can he have more agile thinking and learn to use multiple angles to analyze problems when he encounters them." Mr. Wang said. Slowly speaking, "Wei Chen believes that this is a good thing, and it can also train Meng Shen's resilience and endurance. Those who are ministers need these qualities the most."
