It snows heavily in the country, and the capital is covered with snow.
The eternally famous city of Haojing was the ancient capital of the Eighteen Dynasties. There is no city in the world that is more noble than it, and it is naturally more romantic than it.
Within Haojing City, there are forty-nine artificial canals running vertically and horizontally in the city, dividing the square city of Haojing into more than 2,000 square cities of different sizes.
Haojing Palace City, the current residence of the emperor, is surrounded by four canals in the north of the city.
The four closest ones to the palace are Fengdiao, Yushun, Cathay, and Min'an. Within these four squares, there are large courtyards and wealthy gates, and the people who live there are either relatives of the emperor or the founding fathers of the country.
In the northwest corner of Min'anfang, the area closest to the palace, there is a large mansion surrounded by green pines and cypresses. Even in the cold winter, the ground is white with snow, and the entire mansion covering an area of thousands of acres is still lush green, with red doors, green tiles, and white tiles.
The walls and green trees exude an ancient and noble atmosphere.
This is the Duke's Mansion of Lai State, the home of the founder of Dayin Wu Dynasty.
In recent years, there have been many incompetent children and grandchildren in the Lai Kingdom clan, and they have gone downhill slightly. However, the foundation of the family that our ancestors risked their lives to lay is there. Even if it is slightly dilapidated, the style of the top wealthy family has not lost at all.
In the northeast corner of Laiguo's palace, next to the ancestral hall, a square piece of land was circled for the boss.
Several large and stable tile-roofed houses were built here, all with water-polished blue brick floors and snow-white fine paper walls. The ceilings were made of fragrant thin wooden strips, and the natural stripes of the wooden strips were used to spell out the
A huge image of a carp jumping over a dragon gate.
There are large clear crystal windows on all four walls of the big tile-roofed house. The skylight shines in through the large crystals, and the room does not appear dim at all.
There was a fire dragon burning under the huge room. Even in the middle of winter, the room was still steaming and warm.
Here is the clan culture of the Lai Kingdom Government.
The Duke of Lai State spends a lot of money on family education every year and hires some famous teachers. Anyone who is a direct branch of the Duke of Lai State, or even relatives and friends, after all the children reach the age of five, can
Come to the tribe to learn how to read.
In a large tile-roofed room, the desks are neatly arranged. Books of all kinds are piled on the desks, and the four treasures of the study are placed there.
Behind the desk, sitting on stools, are a group of young people from the Lai Guogong lineage, ranging in age from fourteen to eighteen years old. The classroom is spacious and has a lot of space, and the young people from the Lai Guogong lineage are of the right age.
There are nearly two hundred people in total, all sitting in this classroom.
Lu Qian had long hair tied into a big ponytail. He was wearing a large double-breasted cotton-padded jacket made of blue cloth. He put his hands in the loose sleeves. He was sitting in the corner of the last row of the room, looking at the classroom opposite through the crystal window.
There were a few sparrows jumping back and forth on the eaves.
It is already the twelfth lunar month, and the New Year is approaching. The one-year ethnic studies course has come to an end. After today, there will be a month-long winter vacation.
Two days ago, Ethnology organized the end-of-year assessment, and today is the day when the results will be announced.
In the first few rows of the classroom, those boys who came from a branch of the Lai Kingdom government and were somewhat ambitious were nervously looking at the family study behind the podium in front of them.
In the middle of the classroom, a dozen or so young masters, dressed in silk and satin, with young children waiting for them, were slumped on their seats like a pile of pork, racking their brains to figure out where to go later and which one to look for.
What fun pastime to do.
In the last few rows of the classroom, that is, the rows next to Lu Qian, there are some boys who are also from the side clan, but whose families have considerable financial resources and influence, together with a group of relatives, friends and children who come to the clan to study and study.
They were smiling playfully and making faces, communicating with secret codes that only they knew.
Occasionally, you can hear their whispers and laughter.
For example, 'little peach red breasts', 'little willow green pink buttocks', 'a certain nanny has a good waist', 'which big teapot raises a big tortoise', etc.
The clan scholar Xuezheng sitting on the podium is Lu Jun, who is nearly forty years old and is a close branch of Laiguogongfu.
Ten years ago, Lu Jun was promoted as a filial and honest man by the Duke of Lai State. He got an official position and lived a very dignified life. However, the good times did not last long. He suffered a huge loss of money and food during his tenure, but he did not know what happened to the money and food from the public treasury.
However, he didn't have the strength to fill the hole. Once the incident happened, he almost lost his head.
Thanks to the relationship with the Duke of Lai, Lu Jun was not convicted, but he lost his official position.
The Duke of Lai State absolves Lu Jun of his crime, but will not fill the hole for him.
But today, today, he is a weirdo who attaches great importance to money and is very good at making money.
Lu Jun is burdened with a huge debt of money and food. Unless he fills the hole, he will have no hope of recovery.
Fortunately, Lu Jun had some friendships with several lords who were directly related to the principal prince in the Lai Kingdom Palace, and he also had some splendid writings, so he reluctantly entered the clan school and took on the responsibility of educating and cultivating his descendants for the Lai Kingdom Palace.
The important task of talent.
Lu Jun, who is quite handsome and delicate, with slightly gray sideburns, doesn't bother to care about the noisy boys below.
He did not dare to take care of the direct sons of the Duke's Mansion.
He didn't bother to care about the useless descendants and outsiders.
The guys sitting in the front rows are somewhat motivated, so he doesn't need to worry about them.
He let out a lazy breath, picked up the small purple sand teapot and took a sip of old white tea. Lu Jun slowly pulled out a buffalo leather book bag from under the podium and took out a thick stack of examination papers.
"This year's annual exam, the results are generally similar to previous years."
"You all, you must remember that your ancestors' wealth was hard-earned and required diligent study, and you must not fall into the prestigious name of the Lu family in Jingyang, Laiguogongfu."
"Here, Lu Xun, come up."
"Hey, Lu Qian, go to the middle school."
"Hey, Lu Shen, Shang Xia."
Lu Jun slowly read out the annual examination results of the boys from the clan school. Those boys, whether direct, collateral, or outsiders, came forward one by one and took the exam paper from Lu Jun's hand. They were either smiling happily, smiling playfully, or frowning, or looking confused.
Return to your seat without any hesitation.
Lu Jun read the names one by one. At the end, he shook the last paper in his hand and changed his face: "Lu Qian, next time. Compared with the previous two years, you have made no progress at all. Look at your final result.
This is the most important sermon on Taoism, and you answered the question incorrectly, and it’s all nonsense.”
Lu Jun knocked on the podium hard, pointed at the expressionless Lu Yi and scolded: "You were like this the year before last, you were like this last year, and you are still like this this year. If you continue like this, you will be worthy of the clan's monthly subsidy of silver, rice.
Food?"
Lu Jun stared at Lu Qian who stood up slowly and said sternly: "In this world, cultural and educational disciples are the most noble. Studying and doing knowledge is the real bright future. This academic activity, everything else is the foundation, only
Taoism is the great road of Qingyun."
"No matter how fat-headed and handsome you are, you won't be able to make good sermons. Scared!"
Lu Jun lightly threw the paper in his hand forward and let it fall on the ground.
He pointed at Lu Qian and reprimanded loudly with an increasingly fierce tone: "Year after year, year after year, there is no progress every year. It shows that you are a waste seed, a dirty waste that will only embarrass the Jingyang Lu family."
Lu Jun's scolding became more and more intense, and his saliva sprayed out far away.
Lu Qian coughed lightly and stepped forward slowly.
There was a sudden silence in the classroom.
Whether it was the young masters of the palace or those close relatives from afar, everyone raised their heads and looked at Lu Qian, who was nearly nine feet tall, burlier than ordinary people, and much energetic.
Lu Qian picked up the paper on the ground, rolled it into a cylinder, and gently tapped his thigh as if holding a stick.
With a smile, he kept nodding to Lu Jun: "That's what Mr. blame is."
Lu Jun was not moved by Lu Qian's smile, and his reprimands became more and more harsh, mean, and even a little vicious.
"In my opinion, you don't need to study anymore."
"If you are reluctant to part with the money and food that you receive every month from the clan school, why don't you just tell me and go out and do some work to make a living? Wouldn't it be better than wasting your time here?"
"If you stay in the clan school, you will not only be embarrassed yourself, but even the Lu clan clan will be implicated by you and laughed at!"
"In such a big city, Haojing, with so many big families, which family school is like you, a fool who has been taking exams for four consecutive years?"
"Because of you, it's embarrassing for me to go out and drink with my contemporaries."
"Fortunately, your grandfather died early, and your father may have died as well. Otherwise, seeing you like this, wouldn't you be so angry to death?"
Lu Chen's eyes were as clear as ice, with a smile on his face, he bowed quietly to Lu Jun, turned around and walked back to his seat.
Seeing Lu Qian's appearance, Lu Jun's scoldings continued like a river, and he almost started to curse.
In the clan school, the sons of the direct line of the Lu family, as well as the naughty side branches and relatives, all pointed at Lu Ren and laughed, laughing and joking with Lu Jun.
That night, a group of students from the Laiguo Gongfu School of Ethnic Studies pooled together a sum of money and opened a winery in the largest winery, the Hefeng Xiaoyu Building, in Anlefang, east of Min'anfang, separated by a canal in the city. At the year-end teacher appreciation banquet, all the gentlemen from the clan school, as well as Xuezheng Lu Jun and several clan middle school supervisors were invited to have a big meal.
Before the banquet was over, just like the previous two years, Lu Qian refused and quietly left the banquet.
After the banquet, Lu Jun and other gentlemen called for friends and ran to Mingyue Pavilion near Hefeng Xiaoyu Anle Building to have a good time.
Late at night, Lu Jun, who was very drunk, left the table, refused the support of the beautiful lady beside him, staggered, and went directly outside to change clothes alone.
Suddenly, a miserable howl rose into the sky, and Lu Jun's cry echoed through Mingyue Pavilion.
"My legs, my legs, legs, legs...why is this place so slippery?"
Faintly, someone exclaimed: "This, this is the third time! Brother Lu, what a bad luck?"
