At this time, all the peach blossoms on the Shouyama Academy were in full bloom, and the mountains and downstairs were ablaze with red. People walking on the roads of the academy felt like they were swimming in a sea of peach blossoms. The bodies and feet were covered with pink patches, which were gorgeous and beautiful. .
"The green peaks are red, the flowers are bright and fragrant, and the beautiful scenery in the world is the same!" Yang Biao high-fived and praised as he walked slowly along the mountain path of the academy.
"Exactly!"
"The trees are full of peach blossoms, and the students are full of knowledge. The two complement each other..."
"Thousands of fragrances and various customs are here to welcome Mr. Yang's trip!"
As soon as Yang Biao finished speaking, Haoyou, a nobleman near Hedong who was listening with his ears straightened up immediately, for fear of missing any words, quickly echoed, praised, extended, and busily said, "No. It’s also true.”
Fei Qian, who was half a step behind Yang Biao, smiled lightly and said nothing.
How do you say that?
A tough person never needs to speak loudly, because people who listen to him are afraid that he will not hear, while a hard-working person can only speak loudly, because no one will listen to what he says.
"Qumen, um..." Yang Biao seemed to glance at Fei Qian intentionally or unintentionally, then nodded slightly and said, "If you can enter Qumen, you can learn well... Not bad, not bad..."
Fei Qian still smiled slightly and did not answer.
The strange thing is that this time Yang Biao spoke as if no one heard him, and naturally no one continued to praise him or make any further remarks.
Yang Biao seemed not to notice anything strange. He turned around and extended his hand to invite Fei Qian: "Ah... Zhonglang, please..."
"Mr. Yang, please..." Fei Qian returned the courtesy and stopped to let Yang Biao go first.
Fei Qian couldn't help but curse this Yang Biao, why didn't he die in the rebellion in the first place?
Well, having said that, in history, it seems that Yang Biao was first driven by Dong Zhuo all the way to Chang'an, and then he was chased all the way to Luoyang, and finally followed Cao Cao to Xuchang. It seemed that he passed through thousands of troops without a sword?
Fei Qian glanced at the few able-bodied people who were following Yang Biao within ten steps, and seemed to have some answers in his mind...
Even Fei Qian himself is a personal guard who will not leave easily at the moment, let alone someone like Yang Biao?
When we arrived at the small square of the Academy Hall, Cai Yong had already brought all the doctors to greet him.
"I've met Cai Zhonglang..." Yang Biao took a few steps forward and greeted Cai Yong.
Cai Yong nodded slightly, twirled his beard and said with a smile: "I have met Mr. Yang... I have resigned from office for a long time. Mr. Yang, please don't mention the word 'Zhonglang'..."
Yang Biao couldn't help but paused when he heard the words, but immediately replied as usual, raised his head and looked at the majestic Minglun Hall, smiled and tilted his head half way, and said to Fei Qian: "... Fei Zhonglang built this academy, I'm afraid that It costs a lot of money, but it will bring great benefits to the country..."
"Young Master Yang has given you such a great reputation... This academy was my master's wish, and it was built with the great efforts of the northern Mongolian gentry! Fei only coordinated a few, so I dare not take the credit..." Fei Qian said with a smile and cupped his hands.
"Oh... is that true?" Yang Biao rolled his eyes and said with a half-smile.
Fei Qian said seriously: "That's it... Mr. Yang, please look at this monument..."
In the corner outside the Minglun Hall, there is a black stele inlaid on the cornerstone of the hall, which is almost the same as that of later generations. There are some words engraved on it. Naturally, it was the work of the noble nobles including the Hedong Wei family when the academy was built. Some notes on donated wood, stone craftsmanship and the like.
Of course, these are all very normal. Even if a country man builds a road or builds a bridge, he will leave something behind to show that it was donated by someone to make him famous and increase his prestige. That’s why Fei Qian asked someone to make this monument at that time. No one objected at that time, and everyone thought it should be so.
It's just that most people only noticed the number of their names on this stone tablet, whether the donated money and materials were missing, etc., but few people noticed which small number was under this stone tablet. The small signature, the font is much smaller than the previous donors, and it is not Fei Qian Fei Ziyuan, but Cai Yong and Cai Bozhe.
At that time, Cai Yong had not yet settled in the Academy to hold the post of Grand Priest Liquor, but it was obvious that these people did not care at that time and were even somewhat honored by it...
After seeing the small signature, Yang Biao couldn't help but tilted his head slightly, glanced at the crowd behind him, and then turned back and said: "The students from the North are so lucky..."
Cai Yong smiled and said nothing. He just invited Yang Biao into the palace with his hands.
The main hall was already filled with students, no less than a hundred people. When they saw Yang Biao entering the main hall, they all bowed to the ground together and said goodbye.
In this situation, Yang Biao also looked graceful. He waved his sleeves and returned the half salute. Fang smiled and walked along the path separated among the students, and walked to the podium of the main hall with Cai Yong.
Fei Qian naturally slipped to the side while no one was paying attention, then stood beside Zao Zhi who was already in the hall, and said in a very low voice: "...are you all ready?"
Zao Zhi stood on tiptoes, looked forward, checked again, and replied softly: "All three records are here today... there must be nothing wrong..."
"Okay...it's a pity that there are no melon seeds..." Fei Qian nodded and laughed twice. It seems that melon seeds didn't exist in the Han Dynasty...
Naturally, Zao Zhi didn't understand what Fei Qian meant, so he asked, "What?"
"It's okay..." Fei Qian said, "By the way, Zijing, when you were in Yingchuan, your parents were very protective of you. Why did you then allow you to go to Jingxiang alone, or even to Bingzhou? Your Majesty, don't you? Worry?"
"...Sigh, in fact, my family is somewhat reluctant to part with it...but what can I do? The Dong thieves are plundering Yangcheng, and the capital is just around the corner. Even at home, I don't know when a weapon will fall on my head... Haha, but my family didn’t expect me to come to Bingzhou... Anyway, it’s not bad here..." Zao Zhi smiled, pursed his lips on the stage of the main hall, and whispered, "But... is this useful?"
"Haha..." Fei Qian nodded and stopped talking.
At this time, Cai Yong had already finished his words of welcome to Yang Biao. He took a breath, looked around, and said calmly: "...If the ancient sages could not be born, how could the Linlong be so good? If the phoenix trees of today were not born,
If you are high, how can you stop being a phoenix? All students, here you go, study and read classics, use your knowledge to apply it, store it in time, advance and retreat in pursuit of yourself. Honor will be the glory of the world, shame will be the shame of the world. The fourth prince of Yang Gong, one after another, has great virtues and deeds.
As a well-educated man and a role model in the world, I am honored to be invited to discuss the word 'gentleman' for you. You should listen carefully and always remember the way of a gentleman!"
After saying that, Cai Yong took a step to the side, and then extended his hand to invite Yang Biao to come forward...
