This Song Dynasty is different

Chapter 88 Scum Concentration Camp

Studying is to make money, to marry a good wife, and to give future generations a better life...

Human beings are self-interested at heart. They talk about the way of a gentleman, and their hands are not idle. They should do their own good and never fall behind others.

Therefore, after Li Xian said that his knowledge had nothing to do with tribute, the entire Imperial College was waiting to see his joke.

After the news spread, countless people in Bianjing Shilin were waiting to watch the show.

Even the prime ministers and ministers sent people to inquire about the news, wanting to know how the Marquis of Dingyuan ended up.

domineering!

arrogant!

The symbols that were originally crowned on Cao Li's head were now given to Li Xian.

A great scholar stood outside the gate of the Imperial College, looking at the students and parents who were coming in, and said tremblingly: "We must let Li Xian know that the rules are the rules. If we stand there and say we can't move, then no one can Can't move."

The sound of horse hoofbeats was heard, and more than ten young people came down surrounded by many followers.

"Make way!" The leading young man held a riding whip, pointed at the scholar and shouted: "You are from your Imperial College? Why are you blocking the gate?"

The great scholar stamped his feet, "Where is the elder? The world is declining, and people's hearts are not as old as they used to be!"

These young people almost have arrogance written on their faces. Some are full of flesh, some are arrogant, and some look like sick and consumptive ghosts. Their skinny bodies are blown away by a gust of wind, and they look like their bodies have been hollowed out by wine and sex. The playboy.

"Get out of the way!"

Haonu opened the way, and the students and parents who were gathering together to sign up yelled in anger. When they saw this group of people, the yelling stopped.

These young people swaggered through the crowd, and when they saw Zhao Zhen, they all saluted.

"I've seen the officials."

Zhao Zhen didn't say anything and moved out of the way.

Everyone looked at the table and Master and Disciple Li Xian behind them.

"This is Marquis Dingyuan."

someone said.

A young man stepped forward and saluted, "Student Cao Yi, I have met you sir!"

The crowd exclaimed, "He is Cao Wei's second son, one of the overlords of Bianjing."

Cao Wei is the only remaining famous general at the moment. All his sons are fine, but this second son is a free man. He has loved fighting since he was a child. When he grows up, he will fly around and do anything.

Cao Wei once said that he would pay heavily to anyone who could teach Cao Yi well.But over the past few years, the gentlemen have passed away one after another, but Cao Yi remains the same.

Li Xian smiled dryly, "Okay."

"Pan Chenggui has met you, sir." The second young man saluted.

Someone in the crowd exclaimed, "Isn't this Pan Mei's grandson?"

Pan Meinai was the famous marshal who founded the Song Dynasty. Although he was in doubt in his later years, his status was still unshakable.

Li Xian glanced at Zhao Zhen and thought that this person should be good, right?
Liu Congguang stood behind him and said very excitedly: "Sir, Pan Chengzong has an official title of homage, and he has become one with us. We are all good friends!"

After speaking, he found that his husband looked a little painful.

The third young man came up and said, "Zhao Sicong has met Mr. Zhao."

This name sounds familiar!
Li Xian smiled.

Liu Congde exclaimed, "This is Zhao Pu's great-great-grandson. Sir, this is the leader of the dandy in Bianjing!"

Li Xian: "..."

Zhao Zhen was speechless. He glanced at Zhang Ze, who said aggrievedly: "I have conveyed all the news, but these are the people who came."

What a bunch of scum!

Young people came forward to sign up one after another, and the crowd exclaimed.

Ma Shuo sighed, "With these people coming in, there will no longer be peace in the Imperial College!"

Finally a young man came forward, looking quite energetic.

"Han Qi, I've met Mr.

"This is not a group." Liu Congguang shook his head, "I have never heard of it."

Snapped!
Li Xian slapped him, "This is the most serious thing today!"

Di Qing turned around and counted, "Sir, there are exactly 18 people."

Zhao Zhen felt a little guilty, "18 people, sounds good."

"Eighteen Arhats." Li Xian felt that Buddha could kill these fake Arhats with a strike of lightning from his palm.

"It sounds great!" Pan Chengzong praised: "In this case, we will be the Eighteen Arhats."

"Who is that sir?" Cao Yi asked.

A dandy touched his chin, "Buddha?"

Bah!
Pan Chengzong kicked him, "Sir is just sir, what kind of Buddha?"

This man also knew awe, which gave Li Xian hope in despair.

"Buddha is gone a long time ago, don't you curse sir?" Pan Chengzong cursed.

The smile on Li Xian's face was stiff.

After waiting for more than an hour, more than [-] people signed up.

"Test." Li Xian handed out the test papers he had prepared.

The Eighteen Arhat frowned while holding the test paper, Pan Chengzong looked constipated, and Cao Wei chewed up the pen holder. It seemed that his lunch was the Four Treasures of the Study.

Zhao Sicong didn't know what he did last night, but he lay down on the table and slept, his snoring shaking the square.

After the exam, the worst ones turned out not to be the Eighteen Arhats, but those who signed up sporadically.

Wen Yanbo sighed, "Sir, these are all people who want to come in and have a relationship."

The Eighteen Arhats have a noble status. Although their families may seem mediocre at the moment, the family background of these founding fathers is not comparable to that of ordinary powerful people.

If you can establish friendship with these people, just a little leakage of resources in their hands will be enough to make these people fat.

"Drive them all away." Li Xian waved his hand.

Di Qing said: "Sir, don't you keep some? After all, we are just a foil. If we are all playboys, others will regard us as..."

Scum concentration camp.

After learning about the "great achievements" of the Eighteen Arhats, Li Xian felt that he had been cheated by Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen had already returned to the palace, and the Queen Mother asked casually: "How is it?"

"There are quite a lot of people who have signed up, and they are quite enthusiastic." Zhao Zhen's face was not red, and his ears were not red.

"Really? But how did I hear that all those who went to Bianjing were dandies?" The Queen Mother sneered.

"Marquis Dingyuan said that he will definitely be able to reform them."

"Haha!" The Queen Mother seemed pleased, "If he can really reform these dandies, everyone in Kaifeng Mansion will be grateful to him." Every year, these dandies commit countless things in Kaifeng Mansion, which makes the officials of Kaifeng Mansion They had a lot of headaches.

But these dudes may seem arrogant, but they know how to behave appropriately. They don't do big things but don't do small things.

This is the bottom line.

Dandies are smarter than you.

Whoever plays tricks like robbing civilian girls will be expelled from this circle.

Zhao Zhen returned to the West Pavilion dejectedly, preparing to make up lessons.

"I heard that Marquis Dingyuan is recruiting students today, how do you think?" Sun Shi asked.

The old man was also very concerned about this matter. He was worried that Bianjing Shilin would make some big move and get out of hand.

"The applicants are quite enthusiastic." Zhao Zhen sat down with a serious look on his face.

"That's fine, that's fine."

Sun Shi breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Xian had a headache.

Ma Shuo was very considerate and asked him to choose a class. Li Xian looked at these scum and chose a remote place.

After returning home, Xinghua was waiting happily, "Congratulations to my husband on his achievement as a teacher."

"Who taught you this?" Li Xian asked.

"Storytellers talk about great careers. I think Lang Jun is going to be a husband and a teacher. That is naturally a teacher's career."

"Makes sense."

Returning to the study, Wen Yanbo said seriously: "Sir, the student has inquired with people before, and those people are not... good people."

"Scum!" Li Xian summed it up in two words.

"Sir, your summary is excellent." Wen Yanbo praised, "These scumbags are from well-off families and have profound backgrounds. They can rely on their family to become officials without taking the imperial examination, so they can eat, drink, go whoring, and gamble... This kind of people are not easy to teach!" "

Di Qing was about to go back. Before leaving, he said: "If you are not good at taking action, sir, just wait for your disciples to teach them a lesson."

"You are not needed." Li Xian waved his hand and said with a ferocious smile: "Are they scum? If I transform these scum into heroes, tell me, what will happen?"

Wen Yanbo said: "If this is true, those people will become my helpers. Hiss!" He took a breath, "This can be done! It's just difficult, it's harder than reaching the sky."

The families of these scumbags are powerful. If they can be reformed, it will prove that Li Xian's ability is worthy of these families.in this way……

Why did the Qingli New Deal fail?

It's because there are too few friends and too many enemies.

"We must make more friends and fewer enemies. In this way, everything can be expected!"

Li Xian narrowed his eyes, "As a teacher, I am looking forward to it!"

When Pan Chengzong returned home, his father Pan Weixi sent someone to ask what was going on. He lay on the bed and said lazily: "Return to my father and say that today went well. In other words, for the sake of the officials, I fooled the Marquis." That’s all.”

After hearing these words, Pan Weixi smiled bitterly to his staff and said: "My late father was so famous, but I didn't expect that the next generation would be worse than the last."

The staff member smiled and said: "Alang naturally has trouble getting ahead, but when it comes to Xiaolangjun and his generation, there is no need to worry."

Pan Mei's prestige is too high. If Pan Weixi and others continue to advance, Pan will inevitably become a powerful figure in the Song Dynasty, which is not allowed in the palace.

So before leaving, Pan Mei told her sons to keep a low profile and not to stand out.

"I think so too, but for some reason, when it comes to Dalang's generation, each one is more hopeless than the other, which makes me despair."

It's not that he never thought about teaching his children hard, but after many years, it was useless.

"It's easy to change a country, but it's hard to change one's nature." The staff sighed, "Professor Dingyuan Hou's ancestral knowledge is probably of little use. But if you let Da Langjun hang out, you can make some friends. Secondly, you can still serve as an official Leave a good impression at home, and when the opportunity comes in the future, you will naturally be able to serve in an official position."

This is the road to wealth.

They are born with golden keys in their mouths.

Their starting point is the end point that many people can only hope to reach in life.

But they don't care, even hate it.

Just like a siege, people inside want to get out and people outside want to get in.

Like a fish drinking water, it knows whether it is warm or cold.

The next day, Pan Chenggui was forcibly woken up, washed up in a daze, and was escorted to the Imperial Academy in a daze.

The late autumn wind hurt his face, and Pan Chenggui gradually woke up. When he arrived at the gate of the Imperial College, several scumbags happened to arrive.

Everyone looked tired and smiled at each other.

"Keep sleeping in class."

"That is."

"Give that gentleman some face in the last few days, and then we will withdraw!"

"it is good!"

Everyone went to class together.

After sitting down, a group of people gathered together. You said that the female prostitute at the host's house was beautiful, and he said that the wine and food at the west house were good.

Just Han Qi was alone, reading a book in solitude.

"Cough cough!"

Li Xian's voice came from outside the door, and everyone was still talking.

"Hey!" Han Qi reminded in a low voice.

"What's your name?" Zhao Sicong said dissatisfiedly. When he saw a few big men outside the door, he blinked, "Sir, you don't want to be serious, do you?"

Outside the door, Yan Da and others were holding big sticks and waiting silently for instructions.

"Well, try speaking out again."

Li Xian smiled.

Zhao Sicong smiled, "I made a noise, why..."

"beat!"

"Who dares?" Zhao Sicong stood up.

"I'll come here in person!" Li Xian took the stick and hit him hard.

"Ow!"

The first day of school was very lively.

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Fourth update, there is another chapter at 19:[-].

(End of this chapter)