first minister

Chapter 229

"Uncle Duan!"

"Uncle Duan, how can you still sit still!"

At noon, several Guozijian students shouted and rushed into a dormitory of the Guozijian. Li Zhiyi, a young man who was still studying hard, raised his head, his tired eyes were a little dazed, "What happened?"

"Don't you even know this? Today's Spring Festival!"

"Oh." Li Zhiyi hummed lightly, unexpectedly, "I know, but I'm already past the registration age, so I won't watch it."

"It's not a matter of whether you go or not!"

A young man was about to tell him about all the turmoil that happened today, but he found thousands of words on his lips. He didn't know how to speak for a while, and he couldn't recite those articles even here, so he simply grabbed him. "Walk, walk, go to the tea shop outside the door, we will tell you in detail!"

"I won't go." Perhaps it was because of the bad experience in the teahouse before, and perhaps because he was too cash-strapped, Li Zhiyi hurriedly refused.

"Today I invite everyone to drink tea!" The man struggled to find out that he was resolute in his refusal, and his heart moved, "Today, during the apprenticeship exam, a famous article was handed down from generation to generation!"

The resistance from the arm subsided by more than half in an instant.

A group of people came to the tea shop, and they heard the voices inside.

After finding a seat and sitting down, the young man in the lead looked at the waiter, "Is there any manuscript for today's Spring Festival banquet?"

Xiao Er did not disappoint them, and smiled, "Cheng Hui, twenty coins a piece."

"Here's a piece! Serve the tea and snacks that should be served."

"okay!"

When Xiaoer left in a hurry, the sounds from all around came to his ears clearly.

"Unexpectedly, even Mr. Lu of Longshou Prefecture lost."

"You can't say that, Mr. Lu is not a loser, it's just that the three old gentlemen prefer Mr. Xia's answer."

"Aren't you making too much sense? If the three old gentlemen prefer it, then it means you've lost?"

"Okay, okay, don't argue about this, if you want me to say it, I have to say that Mr. Xia is amazing!"

"Isn't that right! Some people said before that Empress Concubine De and Jiaodong County King would become the laughingstock of Shilin, but now, look, they are going to become the orthodox expectations of Shilin!"

"That's right, the sentence that there are tens of thousands of mansions in a large house, which can shelter the poor and poor people from all over the world, how many students from poor families have to feel sympathetic to each other!"

Hearing these words, Li Zhiyi felt as if he had been hit hard by a heavy hammer.

Since he was a poor family, all kinds of hardships of studying hard came to his heart in an instant. The huts, mountain pavilions, ruined temples, Taoist temples, Yizhuang... Those footprints left on the way to study have witnessed how he has come to today. This sentence is simply full of emotion.

"I'm coming!"

Xiaoer yelled, and put a manuscript in front of everyone, "Everyone, be careful, it will not be returned or replaced if it gets wet!"

The leader hurriedly unfolded it, glanced at it, and sure enough, the six answers to the first two questions and the last two sentences of the two princes were all on it.

While secretly feeling that the owner of the tea shop really has connections, he put it in front of Li Zhiyi, "Uncle Duan, take a look and see which one you think is better written!"

Li Zhiyi didn't refuse either, and looked down, unable to move his eyes away.

"When you see a virtuous person, think of the same, and when you see an unvirtuous person, you should introspect yourself!"

He murmured and repeated, as if he had also seen Xia Jingyun's calmness in turning the situation around with these words, and said with sincere emotion: "Young Master Xia is really a genius!"

When his gaze continued to look down, he saw the second question about the way of teachers.

Xun Feihong's articles made him as if he was blinded by the wind and sand.

He wanted to recall his enlightenment teacher, but found that he had always listened to it from outside the window when he was a child, and he had never even had a formal private school teacher like Xun Feihong.

When he read Lu Lifeng's article, he felt a little bit of agreement in his heart. Indeed, as he said, there are fewer and fewer good teachers in the world. Even in this Guozijian, there are more Confucianists who are obsessed with fame and fortune, and less serious about teaching and concentrating on academics. teacher.

Mr. Lu is worthy of being a well-known Wenkui Confucian in Longshou Prefecture. This article is really well written.

But when he looked down, a line of words came into view:
[Ancient scholars must have teachers!Teacher, so preaching, accepting karma and solving doubts! 】

He trembled all over, and the last sentence struck his heart like a drum at dusk and a bell at dawn.

【That's why there is no noble and no cheap, no long and no little, the existence of the Tao and the existence of the teacher! 】

[There is a priority in hearing the truth, and there is a specialization in the arts, that's all. 】

He unconsciously slowed down, and slowly looked at the article in front of him word by word, like a veteran of flowers savoring a peerless beauty.

He suddenly regretted that he should have been on the scene and watched such an article be written with his own eyes.

Fortunately, such an article was not buried, and he was lucky enough to see it.

Moreover, he can also think of the grand occasion when this article will be widely circulated in Zhongjing City.

"Uncle Duan, how's it going? I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Without raising his head, Li Zhiyi said firmly, "Next time, where Mr. Xia is, I must go and see it with my own eyes."

"Hahahahaha!"

Amidst the din of the tea shop, the young people laughed.
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Compared with the hustle and bustle of the tea shop outside the Guozijian, the Mingyu Building, which also has a good business, is much quieter.

Although there are also singing and drinking, but thanks to the isolation of the private room, there is no suspicion of being noisy.

On the top floor of Mingyu Tower, Qin Li in a long blue dress was concentrating on copying an article on paper.

After a while, when she put down the pen, she looked at the neat and beautiful handwriting on it with satisfaction.

"Miss, your handwriting is getting better and better!"

The maidservant at the side hastily flattered her.

Qin Li glanced at her and said with a smile: "The real thing to praise is this article, not my mediocre handwriting. You still need to learn more."

The servant girl stuck out her tongue, "The servant girl can't learn it, who can teach a maidservant, it's fine if the servant girl can serve the young lady! Hee hee."

"Saints are impermanent teachers. Witch doctors, musicians, and all kinds of craftsmen can be teachers. I can teach you, and others can teach you. It depends on whether you want to learn or not."

The maid's eyes lit up, and she shook her head immediately, "It's useless to learn so many things, how dare you trouble Miss."

Qin Li said calmly: "If you don't want to, then I'll go find someone who is willing to learn, so that I can share Mingyulou's affairs for me in the future."

"Slave is willing, please teach me, miss!"

The maid was so anxious that tears were about to come out, Qin Li smiled, "I'm just kidding you, how can I not want you."

The maid let out a sigh of relief, and quickly changed the subject, "This Mr. Xia is really true. The lady gave him the jade card. I have been waiting for him for so long. I don't know how to come here for a long time. Instead, I ran around writing poems. Wenliu Mobao."

Qin Li couldn't laugh or cry when she heard that, "You make me feel like a dissatisfied woman waiting for his favor."

Subconsciously saying such words, she couldn't help but blushed slightly, but after a while she sighed, "Brother, I don't know if he has figured it out. The matter with him has not been resolved. I'm afraid Young Master Xia won't." I came to Mingyu Tower."
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boom!
A beautiful and expensive teapot was directly smashed to pieces, and it did not escape the fate of its predecessors.

This was Qin Yuwen's reaction after listening to his subordinate's report and learning that Xia Jingyun had once again made a big splash and won a big victory.

In his opinion, after Xia Jingyun offended him, after he punished him, the more unrestrained and self-satisfied he was, the more successful he was, the more he slapped him and the Qin family in the face.

People who get into high positions, why do they care so much about face, because caring about face can save a lot of things.

The more valuable and important your face is, the more others will care about your face and consider their own behavior without you needing to say or do anything, which is equivalent to once and for all.

And when your face is damaged by others and you don't protect it, then more and more people will dare to offend your face in the future, and you will pay more for everything you do.

Therefore, Qin Yuwen felt that he absolutely could not listen to his younger sister, or at least not for the time being. If he wanted to make peace, he had to do so when he was in victory.

So, he took a few deep breaths and said, "Let's do it!"

The steward hesitated, "Young master, do you want to report to the Patriarch?"

Qin Yuwen turned his head and glanced at him, "You think he doesn't know? Go ahead, as the eldest son of the Qin family, I still have some power."

The steward nodded and stepped back.
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"Young master! It's not good!"

On the second day of the Spring Festival Banquet, when the matter of the three masters of Tu Shan accepting apprentices, together with those articles and poems, was spreading in Zhongjing, His Majesty conferred the titles of the two county kings, which aroused a lot of discussion among the courtiers. At the same time, Gongsun Jing, who was originally overjoyed, walked quickly at nightfall on the second day, and reported the bad news he had just received to Xia Jingyun.

"Mr. Qin's family started again. Yesterday they quietly sold many of the farms they bought and the melons, fruits, vegetables, poultry and livestock they brought in as belongings of our cooperative farmers. One morning today, we So I bought the amount for the past seven days. If we continue like this, our cash may not be enough. Moreover, with the obstruction of the Qin family, our sales channels have not only not been opened, but have even shrunk a little!"

It is obvious that the Qin family is doing the opposite, and wants to support the Jiang Anhou Mansion to death.

Contrary to Gongsunjing's expectations, Xia Jingyun did not panic, but his eyes were unexpectedly a little sad.

He sighed, "Okay, I see."

Gongsun Jing:? ? ?

What does know mean?
Xia Jingyun forced a smile, "Don't worry, leave this matter to me."

Gongsun Jing now naturally has confidence in Xia Jingyun, so he didn't say any more after hearing the words, turned around and walked out.

Not long after, Xia Jingyun had someone invite Su Yuanshang over again.

He looked at Su Yuanshang, "Young Master Qian still didn't listen."

Su Yuanshang pursed his lips slightly, "Then?"

Xia Jingyun sighed, "Let's do it."

(End of this chapter)