Xu Zizhen couldn't help being startled, but Yan Zhao next to him pulled him back to his senses. He lifted up his robe and knelt down. Dean Jiang over there hurriedly asked people to arrange the incense table. Zhao Gou stood at the top and unfolded
A bright yellow scroll.
"I have found out that Xu Qing encountered bandits on his way to Beijing for an audience last time, so I wrote this to Zhao Gou, King Yin Kang of Yingtian..."
The imperial edict was still a complicated and confusing thing. Xu Zizhen had a hard time listening, but he understood the beginning of the paragraph. Zhao Ji said that he already knew that you, Xu Zizhen, were killed by bandits last time, so I won't
I will punish you and let Zhao Gou collect the reward on your behalf this time.
Xu Zizhen couldn't help but sneer on his lips, thinking to himself: "I don't believe you don't know that it was a good thing your son Zhao Qi and the old thief Wang Fu did, bandit? Ha..."
He really wanted to find all the manpower to go to the capital to kill Wang Fu and Zhao Qi, but considering that the Jin soldiers had already gone south, their time was probably running out. There was no need to waste this energy anymore. When the time came, he would go there in front of them when they were about to die.
They exchanged a few words in front of each other to relieve their anger.
Xu Zizhen was distracted as he was thinking about it, but he didn't realize that Zhao Gou had already finished reading the imperial edict and was staring at him from above, with a look of helplessness in his eyes.
This kid can be distracted when receiving imperial edicts. I'm afraid there are only a few people from ancient times to the present.
Behind him, Gao Pujun was so anxious that he gritted his teeth, looked around and found a stone, and threw it from a distance, hitting the back of Xu Zizhen's head. Xu Zizhen only woke up after being beaten.
Look at him.
Xu Zizhen felt greatly embarrassed. He had lost his mind and didn't know where he had read the imperial edict or what he was reading. He secretly turned around and took a look, but he was shocked to find that all the students and masters around him looked envious.
Looking at Gao Pujun, Wen Xian and others, we found that they were all excited and happy. It was obvious that Master Qi had just read something good.
Zhao Gou shook his head and chuckled: "Zizhen, why are you still in a daze? The Holy One bestowed upon you the honor outside the law. Now that you are no longer a white person, you have become an official. Why don't you quickly thank the Holy One for his kindness?"
Xu Zizhen was really frightened now. He was awarded a title? Juren? Is this a joke?
Since coming to this era, he has figured out that other professions in the Song Dynasty are not as good as scholars. The so-called scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, scholars are the unbeatable number one. This shows how noble the status of scholars is, but similarly, if you want to get ahead in reading, it is even more difficult.
It's such an easy thing. There were so many scholars in the Northern Song Dynasty, but those who really succeeded were the best. This can never be faked.
Now that Zhao Ji had given away his fame with just one sentence, he had easily obtained the opportunity that others had to endure for ten years. No wonder those students and masters looked as if they had picked up the money after seeing him.
Zhao Gou coughed again and glared at him without trace. Xu Zizhen was shocked and quickly kowtowed, shouting long live: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty, long live long live!"
Several pairs of eyes were looking at him at this moment. Xu Zizhen had no time to think too much about Zhao Ji's intention. Of course, it was obvious that Zhao Huan must have deceived him in front of his father. He wanted to gain fame for himself first and then wait for him to succeed him after he ascended the throne.
After taking the throne, you can naturally grant yourself an official position.
If it were anyone else, this would undoubtedly be an act that would make people shed tears of gratitude and be willing to sacrifice their lives from then on, but Xu Zizhen knew Zhao Huan's intentions too well. It was simply because he valued his status as a "half-immortal" and his secret relationship with the young prince of the Kingdom of Jin.
This will help him stay on the throne longer.
But no matter how much you see through it, no matter how much you sneer at it, you always have to thank him. If nothing else, Xu Zizhen knows that when he goes out on the street, people will not call him young master, but will call him master, and his social status will rise instantly. Tsk tsk
…
Zhao Gou handed him the imperial edict and didn't say anything else. Instead, he looked at him deeply. Xu Zizhen immediately understood and nodded lightly.
The two have developed a deep tacit understanding during this year, and they can know each other's intentions with just one look. For example, now, Xu Zizhen understands that Zhao Gou wants him to see him when he is free.
Zhao Gou left, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became lively again. Dean Jiang's eyes were full of admiration and joy, and he joked to Xu Zizhen: "You used to fall asleep in class, but now that you have achieved fame, will your sleepiness decrease a little?"
"
Xu Zizhen chuckled: "I can't say whether I'm going to sleep or not, but I promise not to snore from now on, okay?"
Mr. Gu Yi smiled and joked: "Fortunately, Zizhen did not teach in the classroom. Otherwise, the students would wait and watch, and the gentleman would be sleeping soundly at his desk, which would not be a very elegant scene."
A group of students laughed in the hall, but they were obviously well-intentioned. Xu Zizhen had now surpassed the status of an ordinary student in their hearts. Even many teachers in the courtyard were inferior to him. So what if he slept, in their eyes
Coming is nothing at all.
At this time, Gao Pujun suddenly interrupted and said: "Actually, Xu Zizhen may not be unable to teach. What he has learned is quite brilliant. It would be good for the academy to set up a class."
The laughter in the audience suddenly stopped, and everyone looked at Gao Pujun in astonishment. Dean Jiang and Mr. Gu Yi looked at each other, but they did not show surprise or contemptuous affection. Instead, they fell into deep thought. After a while, Jiang
The dean nodded and said, "What layman Yi Zhi said is absolutely true."
Mr. Gu Yi also said: "I think so too."
Xu Zizhen seemed to have been hit by a thunderbolt. He opened his mouth so wide that he could stuff a whole egg into it. After a long while, he said, "Are you kidding me? What can I teach?"
Isn’t this a fantasy? It’s okay for Gao Pujun to talk nonsense. President Jiang, Mr. Gu Yi and two old men actually agreed with this bad idea. This is Yingtian Academy, an Imperial College, not a private school run by a country man!
Who would have thought that after dean Jiang exchanged a few words with Mr. Gu Yi in a low voice, he turned to the students and female students present and asked loudly: "Today at 2:00 p.m., Master Gu's lecture on Confucianism will be changed to Xu Zizhen's lecture. The class is temporarily scheduled to be held in the Grand View Hall.
!" After saying that, he turned to Xu Zizhen and said with a smile, "If I were you, I should think about what to say for a moment."
Xu Zizhen didn't expect Dean Jiang to make the final decision so quickly. He was so anxious that he was like an ant on a hot pot. He didn't prepare anything for him to say. Besides, he never thought that he would be a teacher one day. He was not the material.
!
He was just about to argue angrily when Gao Pujun suddenly stabbed him in the back and said softly: "Idiot, there are more than a thousand students in the academy now, why don't you agree quickly!"
The hand Xu Zizhen had just raised was fixed there, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
Yes, why didn’t Mao agree? What a great opportunity?!