This Song Dynasty is different

Chapter 87 The Founding Master

The students were stunned.

How many ways to write the word fennel for fennel beans?
I really couldn’t think of it for a while.

Someone refuted, "Who has no time to think about how many ways to write the word fennel for fennel beans?"

Everyone nodded in approval.

Li Xian said: "You don't go to study when you have nothing to do, but you are here wondering about the art of governing the country and how many meaningless questions there are. How is it different from wondering how many ways to write the word fennel?"

"Vulgar!" The students were furious and scolded him immediately.

"Master Hou!" A young official came quickly and said after saluting, "We will be signing up tomorrow. I will offer wine to invite Master Hou to discuss recruiting students."

Li Xian nodded and said earnestly to the group of students: "It is natural to discuss knowledge, and it is also appropriate to discuss the art of governing the country. But do you know what the people eat, what they wear, and where they live?"

A group of students shook their heads in confusion.

"Do you know what the merchants need?"

Shaking his head.

"Do you know the current situation of the craftsmen?"

Shaking his head.

"You don't know anything, but you talk shamelessly here to discuss the various techniques of governing the country. It's just to satisfy your hunger." Li Xian sighed and left.

Is this the Imperial College?
He was a little disappointed.

But then I thought, the more the Imperial Academy declined, the more valuable his plan would be.

"Who is he?" A group of students were left speechless.

"Master Hou, you are so young."

"I'm afraid he's not a descendant of Xun Qi."

"No, most of them are playboys."

"He is ignorant and full of nonsense. We were fooled by him." One student cursed.

"I remembered, he is Marquis Dingyuan." Someone exclaimed.

The scolding student shrank his head and slipped away quietly.

As soon as the water-melody song came out, it was his turn to wear the hat of being unlearned and unskilled.

In the check-in room, Ma Shuo and others were there.

"I have seen Hou Ye."

Everyone saluted, and Li Xian smiled and said, "You're welcome."

After sitting down, Ma Shuo said: "Tomorrow's admissions will be admitted. According to the rules of previous years, we will be screened to prevent those who are cheating from coming in and disrupting the order."

The crowd nodded.

"Master Hou," Ma Shuo said, "Master Hou is a great talent. I think there are many people who are willing to study hard with him. Does Master Hou have any plans to arrange classes?"

Everyone looked at it with smiles, thinking that this prince's water-melody song had silenced the Bianjing poetry circle, and his knowledge was extremely profound.

However, this great talent entered the Imperial College, and everyone's limelight was overshadowed.

"The knowledge I plan to teach has nothing to do with tribute."

In Li Xian's mind, he had accumulated knowledge from his original self, but it was just mediocre.

"Master Hou, is this a joke?" Ma Shuo was stunned.

"I don't like jokes." Li Xian said.

"Then..." Ma Shuo was a little embarrassed, "Those students joined the Imperial Academy for the purpose of serving as tribute..."

"I am Jiang Taigong fishing, and those who wish will take the bait." Li Xian stood up, "Don't force it."

A group of people watched Li Xian go out, and the atmosphere became lively.

"It turns out they are not competing for jobs with me."

"It seems that this person is just here to play and is very bored."

The crisis was over, and the room was filled with happy air again.

Back home, Wen Yanbo had just returned from visiting friends and said, "Sir, I went to ask a few friends and tentatively talked about this matter."

"What did they say?" Li Xian took off his robe and handed it to Xinghua.

"They say that after ten years of hard work, no one cares about you, but once you become famous, the whole world will know you."

Han Chuang studied hard, although the slogan he shouted was to learn the knowledge of sages, but in his heart he was aiming for fame and fortune.

Therefore, Li Xian has always felt that there is a problem with the current academic style.

"It's okay if you are running for fame and wealth, but while you are shouting that you are not for fame and wealth, you are sharpening your head and drilling into the small hole of Gongju. How can you teach good students if you are so hypocritical?"

This kind of style of study turns teachers and students into hypocrites, which can be called tireless teaching.

"The students who go to the Imperial College are all rushing to take the tribute examination next year. When the teacher starts classes, the students are worried that no one will listen." Wen Yanbo was a little embarrassed.

Will the teacher be allowed to teach in an empty classroom at that time?

"I have my own way." Li Xian said confidently.

After breakfast the next day, Xinghua took out the robe Li Xian had worn to study, but Li Xian didn't know how to wear it.

"I am a gentleman, not a student."

Laifu ran away with his robe in his mouth, Xinghua chased after him, "Laifu, stop, if you don't stop, I'll beat you to death!"

Yujie is the busiest main street in Bianjing.

It is also the central axis of Bianjing.

No matter where you live, as long as you go to Chaozhong, you must eventually pass through Yujie.

Now that it was getting late, Cao Li looked at the people and horses around him in the darkness and said, "They look like zombies."

Zombie here refers to the state of stiffness after death.

The attendant smiled and said: "It's cold in the morning, everyone is shrinking their necks!"

"Servant." An official rode up to catch up and whispered: "Xiaoguan has a relative in the Imperial College. Yesterday, this person drank with Xiaguan. It was said that Marquis Dingyuan would hold classes in the Imperial College."

"He wants to be famous!" Cao Li sneered, "What do you teach?"

There are also five classics in the Imperial College, and each person is proficient in only one or two.

"It's not the Five Classics. It's said to be family knowledge, and it's not included in the tribute examination."

Cao Li was stunned, then stroked his beard and smiled, "Are you crazy about seeking fame?"

The official looked around and said proudly: "Servant, I think he wants to open the door and set up a household!"

"The founder of the mountain! Is he even worthy?" Cao Li said sarcastically: "After returning from Jujube, the Queen Mother knew that Li Xian had violated the taboo of copying the homes of scholar-bureaucrats without any reason, so she put him aside for a while. He went to the Imperial College just because he wanted to He has taken a roundabout way to save his reputation. But how can I let him get what he wants? Tell them, whoever follows him will never hope to make any progress in the official career."

This is drastic.

"Wonderful!"

The news spread like this, and when they arrived in front of the palace, everyone was talking about it.

"Li's family's knowledge is unconventional!" Wang Qinruo touched the tumor on his neck, "If you can't take part in the imperial examination, what's the use of learning?"

"That's right! I studied hard for ten years, just to write my name on the gold list. Meng Lang, Marquis of Dingyuan!" Wang Zeng frowned, a little impatient.

Someone next to me said: "If no one goes to register with him today, I bet that he will never show up in the court again."

"It's not that exaggerated, but it's true that he never showed off his talent after that."

In the palace, Zhao Zhenzheng had breakfast with the Queen Mother and Concubine Yang.

Halfway through the meal, the people from the Imperial City Division arrived.

"Queen Mother, the knowledge that Marquis Dingyuan plans to teach in the Imperial College has nothing to do with the tribute examination. There are a lot of discussions outside."

The Queen Mother was startled, and everyone looked at him.

"You look like a monkey, this is great!" The Queen Mother claps her chopsticks, "Who these days really studies to inherit the knowledge of the sages? He is so lost!"

Concubine Yang sighed, "Even I have heard in the palace that I read, hang my head from the beam, and stab my buttocks, isn't it just to change the family?"

The Queen Mother waved her hand, "Never mind, let that fool suffer his own consequences."

Concubine Yang covered her mouth and snickered, "The Queen Mother said she doesn't care, so why can't she eat?"

"I have a great appetite!" The Queen Mother ate a piece of mutton, suddenly slapped her chopsticks on the table again, and said angrily: "Once it becomes a joke, those scholar-bureaucrats will cause trouble and ruin his reputation. Doesn't he know? Shuzi!"

Zhao Zhen said: "Madam, I have an idea."

"Your method is so bad!" The Queen Mother glanced at him.

"I'll go to the Imperial College and praise his knowledge." Zhao Zhen said.

"But if you can't hold an official position, it won't help even if you die. He is embarrassed, and you want to be ashamed too?" the Queen Mother said angrily.

"Madam, I am an emperor, who dares to embarrass me?" Zhao told lies with his eyes open.

"Go, go, go! Just go!" The Queen Mother vented her anger and stood up and stopped eating.

"Yes." Zhao Zhen was overjoyed and stopped eating. He hurried out and looked back outside the palace gate, "Madam, I won't be going to discuss matters today."

"Go away!" The Queen Mother waved her hand.

Zhang Ze waited for Zhao Zhen to come out and said in a low voice: "In the official family, the majesty of the emperor cannot be compromised!"

"Compared with the majesty of the emperor, I value my friendship with him more!" Zhao Zhen said seriously in the morning light.

In the palace, the Queen Mother walked for a long time, suddenly stopped and asked: "What are you doing at home?"

The copy is written by Liu Congde.

Luo Chongxun said: "It is said that Da Langjun is doing business with someone recently."

The Queen Mother was startled, "That's all, he is unmotivated. Where is Jing Yuan?"

Liu Mei, the so-called elder brother of the Queen Mother, had two sons, the eldest son Liu Congde, and the second son Liu Congguang, whose courtesy name was Jingyuan.

"Erlangjun makes friends with scholar-bureaucrats at home."

13-year-old Liu Congguang is also considered a strange flower in the Liu family.

"In this case, let Jingyuan go!" the Queen Mother said, and Luo Chongxun said: "If you enter the gate of Dingyuan Marquis, you will be hostile to the scholar-bureaucrats from now on."

The Queen Mother hesitated for a moment and said, "That's all. From now on, all I have to do is look at Jing Yuan and make him rich." She said proudly: "The so-called scholar-bureaucrats are just a bunch of wild dogs who are interested in something good."

"Yes."

Liu Congguang, who was lying down at home, was pulled up from the bed by the chamberlain. After being dressed neatly, he rushed to the Imperial Academy.

It was too late, Dingyuan Marquis had been embarrassed, the Queen Mother was furious, and God knows who would be unlucky.

Li Xian has arrived at the Imperial College.

He took two disciples with him. Di Qing took special leave today to stand up for his husband.He was handsome and attracted a few ambiguous glances.

A table with a book on it, the four treasures of the study.

"Start." Ma Shuo glanced at Li Xian pityingly.

As soon as the door opened, the crowd poured in.

Most of those people rushed to the registration office of the Imperial College. A few of them went the wrong way. After seeing the words on the table that undergraduate studies have nothing to do with tribute examinations, they looked at Li Xian like a fool, turned around and ran away.

"Sir, there is no one!" Di Qing felt a little uncomfortable.

"I don't want those who are interested in the tribute exam." Li Xian knew very well that he could only pick up rags at the beginning. "Those who feel that they can't pass the tribute exam will eventually come to sign up in the hope that they can get some benefits from my apprenticeship. "

"Sir, the disciples recruited in this way have impure thoughts." Wen Yanbo protested.

Li Xian pointed to the bustling opposite side, "Tell me, master, who there has a simple mind?"

Wen Yanbo was speechless.

The eldest brother does not say the second brother.

"No one is there." Opposite him, Su Cheng's lips twitched, feeling a little embarrassed for Li Xian.

But Li Xian was not in a hurry. He looked at the wooden box at his feet with a smile on his lips.

This is his trump card, and he will release it at the end.

Any student who is interested in exploring the unknown will definitely join his disciples.

"It's better to lack than to waste!" Li Xian said with a smile.

"Hahahaha!" Several students' family members laughed in this direction.

"They are the enemy's disciples." Wen Yanbo sneered, "The disciples remember them."

"Don't be anxious." Li Xian was calculating the opportunity.

"Everyone move aside!"

There was a commotion outside, and then, a group of people came in.

"It's an official!"

Everyone quickly saluted.

Zhao Zhen smiled and nodded, and Ma Shuo and others came to greet him, but Zhao Zhen turned around and walked towards Li Xian.

How did this guy come?

Li Xian had a headache.

Zhao Zhen walked to the table, picked up the sign, turned around and said, "I greatly appreciate Marquis Dingyuan's knowledge."

Don’t you want to learn the knowledge that emperors appreciate?
Li Xian didn't expect that he would come out like this, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say.

"Get out of the way!"

There was another commotion outside.

Then, a teenage boy came over and saluted, "Liu Congguang has met Mr. Liu."

Li Xian: "..."

Zhao Zhen chuckled, "There is more."

He turned around and looked outside the gate of the Imperial College.

……

Third more.

(End of this chapter)