Chapter 544 Great Confucianism of Cold Road College
"It all depends on Lord Gou!"
Yang Fan agreed wholeheartedly.
It's just a matter of adding some new characters. Anyway, I have watched many movies like his in my previous life.
Since Mr. Gou likes this tune, he will naturally cooperate. .??.
After finally leaving Master Gou's carriage, Yang Fan changed his appearance and returned directly to Donglin Villa.
Cold Path College.
Two old men were sitting in a pavilion in the college. At this moment, they were playing chess.
The black and white pieces on the chessboard are clearly visible, and it is obvious that the fight has reached the final stage.
One of the old men in black held the chess piece in his hand, pondered for a while, and finally gave a wry smile and threw the chess piece on the table.
"Sir Shanchang's chess moves are still so sophisticated! If you take one move, you will count three moves, but you will kill me to death!"
He actually surrendered directly.
The old man opposite him had a deep demeanor, a boyish face with white hair, his hair was disheveled, and a pair of red and phoenix eyes revolving, faintly giving off a flash of electric light.
Han Mingyuan!
The founder of Hantu Academy and the current mountain chief, a great Confucian!
He was born in a poor family, studied hard for many years in Hanchuang, and still lost his reputation. However, after decades of experience in the world of mortals and countless hardships, he finally became a great Confucian.
So this college was founded, claiming to accept all the children from poor families and find a place for them.
Therefore, he is sought after by many poor families and has a very high reputation.
"Ha ha."
At this moment, Han Mingyuan laughed loudly and said, "Fengyang, it's obvious that your chess skills have deteriorated more and more."
After joking for a while, the two got down to business.
Wu Fengyang said angrily: "This time Enke, I didn't expect that the examiner would be Zhang Wenlong. He obviously came from a poor family, but he didn't try to repay our poor family. It's really annoying!"
"Why should Fengyang be angry! He is aloof, so what can he do if he doesn't bother to associate with us? He can't change anything! But we can Let the humble family rise."
Han Mingyuan said calmly.
Wu Fengyang nodded: "What the mountain chief said is true, but he never dreamed that his wife is a sensible person."
After a pause, he couldn't help but ask, "But Chief Shan, is it true that this time, as you said, the poor family will have a chance to prosper?"
"That's natural!"
Han Mingyuan's eyes couldn't hide the sparkle in his eyes, and he said: "Your Majesty implements the "Great Edict", which is the time to hire people. The wealthy and aristocratic families have too many ties, and the common people cannot reuse them. Besides our humble family, who else can be used?"
When the opportunity he had been waiting for for many years arrived, he couldn't help but feel a little excited.
Maybe this time he can take advantage of the rise of the humble family and be promoted to Emperor Wenzong. Moreover, once he really leads the trend of the rise of the humble family, he might even become a sage in the world!
Wu Fengyang nodded vigorously, also full of yearning.
Han Mingyuan warned him again, and Wu Fengyang left happily.
Han Mingyuan was the only one left in the pavilion.
Looking down, he almost took in the entire academy.
He could see almost all the behaviors of those children from poor families, including intrigues, extravagant comparisons, amusing themselves with prostitutes, and losing their minds by playing with things. Very few of them could truly concentrate on studying.
"A humble family, hehe, he is fierce and timid, he cherishes his life when doing big things, and he forgets his righteousness when he sees small gains! After all, mud cannot hold up the wall! But this is okay..."
"The cold road, the cold road, from beginning to end is the way for me, Han, to rise!"
Han Mingyuan had a strange smile on his face, and a trace of deep contempt flashed away.
And the other side.
Zhang Wenlong's wife, Lin, fell into deep distress.
Failed the theft test
, but was discovered by the deacon of Dongchang. Although she didn't know how Zhang Wenlong settled this matter, it still made her sleepless and eating.
She always felt like a huge stone was pressing on her heart, making it impossible for her to breathe.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
A child ran over, looked at his mother with his head tilted, and asked very thoughtfully.
"Ping'er is here!" ??
Mrs. Lin took the child into her arms and forced out a smile, "I am thinking about when Ping'er will grow up and come back with a top score in the examination!"
Ping'er immediately said loudly: "Mother, when I grow up, I will definitely take the top prize!"
"What a good boy for my mother."
Mrs. Lin reached out and touched his head, and the worry in her eyes seemed to be reduced a lot.
After the mother and son stayed together for a while, Mrs. Lin asked Ping'er to go study, while she went out to relax, accompanied by two maids.
I visited several familiar rouge and gouache shops and silk and satin shops. When I was planning to go back, I unexpectedly saw the figure of an old man looking over from the teahouse.
Lin's steps subconsciously stopped.
The maid next to her saw this and quickly asked: "Madam, what's wrong with you?"
A forced smile appeared on Ms. Lin's face and she said: "It's nothing. I seemed to have forgotten my handkerchief in the satin shop just now. You two go and look for it for me! I'll wait for you in the teahouse in front."
"Yes, ma'am."
The two maids did not dare to neglect and hurried back to the silk shop to search for him.
Lin, on the other hand, entered the teahouse alone.
Pushing open the door of the private room, Wu Fengyang sat in the room.
"Madam, Enke is approaching, and time is already very tight. If you miss this opportunity, your husband may no longer have any hope of being promoted to a scholar! You don't want him to lose the chance of promotion, right?"
"There is also Wen'er and Heping'er. Their talents are not that outstanding, so they must be There is no chance to continue the family lineage."
"We have given you the opportunity, so your husband-in-law's status as a great scholar and your son's future will depend on your next performance!"
Wu Fengyang said softly.
Mrs. Lin sat stiffly in her chair, Wu Fengyang's words hit her soul like a tide.
She wanted to refuse outright, but she couldn't open her mouth.
Wu Fengyang is so experienced, he kept saying: "Madam, you also want to raise the lintel of the family! Don't worry, this will be a secret between us! Your husband-in-law will not know..."
Those demonic ravings finally broke through Lin's defenses.
She said solemnly: "I saw the test questions..."
"real?"
Wu Fengyang was overjoyed and stood up directly, holding the table with both hands, approaching with his face, and asked impatiently, "Where are the test questions?"
However, Mrs. Lin shook her head: "I was so nervous at the time that I didn't write anything down."
When Wu Fengyang heard this, his face darkened, he took a deep breath, and then said: "Are you sure you saw the test questions? You just didn't remember them?"
Lin hesitated for a moment and nodded.
Wu Fengyang breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. If I can recall you, it will be considered as completing our agreement!"
As he spoke, he gently raised his hand, and a volume of book floated in the palm of his hand.
He is also a great Confucian!
“If you review the past and learn the new, you can become a teacher!”
As soon as these words came out, the book turned silently, and Mrs. Lin felt a mysterious force falling on her body. After the files fell to the ground that night, the scene when she quickly packed up the exam questions quickly reappeared.
The words that were originally vague in my memory slowly emerged in my mind.
At the same time, it also appeared in the book in Wu Fengyang's hand.