Looking at the corpse floating slightly on the rafters, Lao Liu listened to the onlookers' comments.
"Who is this person?" Yang Shiqi and others asked.
"Isn't this Senior Zhou from the monastery last year?" Ma Junze recognized him.
"Yes, that's him." The other seniors also whispered: "It seems he has not been promoted to Suixing Hall."
"Then you will be punished as an official." Zhu Sheng sighed: "There have been several people who committed suicide last month, but I didn't expect there to be more..."
"Fuck..." Lao Liu couldn't help but explode, there were actually several...
At this time, Youxuelu sang loudly: "The sacrificial wine has arrived!"
"Welcome to the sacrificial wine." The students quickly divided themselves into two sides and bowed to greet each other.
Then he saw the white-haired Song Ne, with a dark face, walking through the crowd and walking into the teaching building.
"When was it discovered? Song Jijiu looked up at the corpse and asked in a deep voice.
Jin Wenzheng, the teaching assistant in the class, hurriedly reported: "I just discovered the return sacrifice wine. Because the students of Suixingtang went to various ministries to attend to affairs this month, there was no one in the teaching building today. When the servants came to clean the teaching building as required,
Only then did I see someone hanging from a beam."
"Yes, yes, it almost scared me to death." The slave boy wearing a brown coarse cloth also quickly agreed.
"Well... put the person down." Song Ne exhaled a thick breath.
"Quickly, put it down." A group of academic officers then directed a few servants to free the already stiff "Senior Zhou" from the beam.
"Take him to the morgue to verify his identity, and then find a widower to remove the body." Song Ne again ordered in a deep voice: "If there is no problem, notify the family to collect the body."
When the sentient beings heard this, they couldn't help but look sad. It was obvious that something had harmed its own kind.
Even Zhu Zhen was stunned for a moment after hearing this. There is actually a special morgue in the school...it's so outrageous.
Furthermore, when Guozixue wanted to prove his true identity on his own, he actually asked a man to do an autopsy... This is even more outrageous, so he opened the door to outrageous people - it's extremely outrageous.
You know, in this era, there are so many dead people, and autopsy is considered to be an insult to the corpse. Unless it is a murder, violent death, etc., as long as the family does not agree, the government will generally not get involved.
Maybe this is the reason why Song Jijiu had to conduct an autopsy first and then notify his family.
After the body was covered on the bed and carried away, Song Ne whispered to Wang Siye to wait for his subordinates, and then left with a dark face.
Wang Siye walked to the door of the teaching building, glanced at the surrounding students sternly and said:
"Looks like it's still too leisurely."
Then he dropped the sentence "From now on, all students will have two more hours of evening classes, and their homework will be doubled..." and then chased Song Ne.
"Ah..." All the students were stunned, especially the one like Lao Liu who was already exhausted and almost fainted.
"Ah, what? Let's leave soon." Those teaching assistants, Xue Zheng said angrily: "Hurry up and eat, don't delay the evening class."
"Alas..." The students dispersed in despair.
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Lao Liu fell asleep immediately. After returning to the dormitory, his eyes were straight and he murmured: "Twice the homework, now I don't even have time to sleep..."
"Brother Hong, don't worry." At this time, the top student, Yang Shiqi, whispered: "I can imitate various handwritings, and I will write it for you later."
"I'll help you with the arithmetic problems." Academic No. 2 Tie Xuan also extended a helping hand.
Seeing this, the God of Study comforted him and said, "I'll take care of all the rest of the homework. You just have to concentrate on memorizing. This way you'll have time to sleep, right?"
"Well, thank you all brothers." Lao Liu was moved to tears. Originally, he felt that, as a poor student, it was torture to share a dormitory with a top student.
He doesn't see it that way now.
"It's okay, it's just double the homework anyway, so we're still very free..." The three of them laughed and said, "Oh no, who told us to be short-tongued?"
"Fuck..." Lao Liu rolled his eyes. He wanted to revise his view. At best, it would be pain and happiness.
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In fact, Song Ne's decision made not only the students depressed, but also the grassroots teaching assistants, Xuezheng.
The high-pressure policy of the Imperial College is not only aimed at students, but they, the sesame and mung bean affairs officers, are also easily blamed. I don't know where something goes wrong and I get hung up. I am very nervous at the end of the day, and I hope to relax at night.
This is good, I have to work at night, and there is no overtime pay...
So just like the students, they also felt like they had eaten a plate of fly sashimi and returned to the backyard official house in disgust...these junior official houses from the eighth to the ninth grade were actually basically the same as the dormitories of the students.
It just changed from an eight-person room to a four-person room.
As soon as they entered the door, all the academic officials saw Jin Wenzheng, the assistant teacher of Suxing Hall, sitting at the table writing furiously.
"Brother Jin, is what they said true?" The academic officials asked: "Zhou Chaozhi, who you taught last year, was hanged in your class?"
"..." Assistant Professor Jin nodded without stopping.
"Alas." The academic officials sighed: "How many times is this this year?"
"The fifth one." Assistant Professor Jin said calmly: "Including those who died of illness and starvation, there are ten."
"What a sin!" All the academic officials sighed repeatedly, and one academic officer named Tian Zizhen slapped the case angrily:
"It's a pity that so many people died. Not only could Song Jijiu's hard-hearted heart be shaken, he also intensified his efforts. He wanted to give the students extra evening classes and extra homework. This is because he didn't think there were enough suicides!"
"That's it, how could the emperor let such a cruel Legalist official control my Confucianism? If I let him mess around with me any longer, my cultural heritage in the Ming Dynasty will be cut off!" Emotions are contagious. The other two officials, assistant teacher He Cao,
, Xuelu Li Ping also followed the expedition.
"What's the point of just shouting here?" Jin Wenzheng shook his head disdainfully. "If you have the ability to attack Song Jijiu in front of him!"
"..." The three of them were immediately at a loss for words. Tian Zizhen said displeasedly: "Our officials speak softly, how can we defeat the big officials?"
"That's right, you said it as if you dared." He Cao and Li Ping were also unhappy.
"Although I don't know how to confront senior officials." Jin Wenzheng put down his pen calmly, picked up the paper, and dried the ink and said, "But I dare to go to the public to speak out."
"Really or not?" The three of them heard this and leaned over, took the memorial in his hand and circulated it.
I saw Assistant Professor Jin’s bullets, in addition to ‘Strict academic rules, forcing students to death’, there are also ‘Grudge teachers and students from their jobs’, ‘Accept bribes from princes’, ‘Abuse and starve students to death’, ‘Failure to give
"The students were on funeral leave"... a total of Song Ne's ten major crimes!
"Okay, well written!" The three of them read it and felt so happy that they couldn't help but shout with joy. Tian Zi really cheered:
"Not only are the stories true, but every word is so bloody that it makes people read it with horror! Brother Jin has such a sharp writing style!"
"Yes, when the emperor saw this bullet, he must have known that Song Jijiu had deceived Sheng Ting, and he would naturally make the decision for all living beings!" He Cao nodded heavily and agreed.
"Alas, it's a pity that my official words are so low-key. Even if everything is true, the emperor may not take it seriously." Jin Wenzheng sighed.
"I am not talented, but I am willing to sign with Brother Jin!" Li Ping excitedly picked up the pen and signed his name behind Jin Wenzheng.
"I'll sign too!" He Cao also picked up the pen and filled in his name.
"Yes, let's sign together!" Tian Zizhen naturally did not lag behind others. He signed, threw a pen, picked up the bullet and said: "Let's go and find more people to sign. The more people, the heavier the weight will be."
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"Okay! Let's go together!" A few people responded happily and signed a letter. The more people participating, the better. The more people, the greater the momentum, and it can also...'the law does not punish the masses'.
