Professor Feng naturally did not understand what "late stage lazy cancer" meant. None of the students he taught had ever talked nonsense to him in such a serious manner. He was still doubting in his heart whether this was really a strange disease that he had never heard of.
?
"A disease that prevents you from being an official?"
Li Mingzhu had a strange look in his eyes, and Magistrate Dong, who had been standing next to him silently, began to look a little darker.
The scholar in front of him clearly had no interest in fame and did not want to be a small academic official. He made up this "stubborn illness that prevents him from becoming an official" to excuse Professor Feng, and Professor Feng actually believed it!
If Princess Yongle had not been present at this moment, Magistrate Dong would have been unable to resist reprimanding the students under his command who were unwilling to make progress and were willing to degenerate. If everyone was as tired of fame as he was, how could the country select talented people?
"That's all. Since you are ill, let's take a good rest. We can talk about this later." Professor Feng shook his head and said with a sigh.
In the government schools, there have been students who took the imperial examinations over the years. After repeatedly failing the exams, they became in a daze, and later even went crazy. There were also students who suffered from the shock of failing the exams for a long time. They became ill and had headaches when they picked up books.
Desperate...
Professor Feng had been an official for many years and had seen many such things. He subconsciously attributed Li Yi to this type of person.
Fame is important, but if you sacrifice your life for fame, it is not worth it.
Li Yi was slightly startled when he heard Professor Feng's words.
This gentleman actually believed it?
At this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little guilt in his heart. He felt a little uneasy for deceiving such an honest person...
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"I didn't expect that there are such strange diseases in the world. I'm really ignorant." After walking out of Ruyifang for a long time, Professor Feng sighed, with deep regret in his tone.
"Do you really think he is telling the truth?" Magistrate Dong looked at him with strange eyes and said.
The scene just now resurfaced in his mind, and Magistrate Dong had to admit that aside from Princess Yongle, he had a deeper impression of the scholar after this incident.
"What does Magistrate Dong mean?" Professor Feng looked at him with confusion on his face.
A moment later, a man suddenly went berserk on the street, attracting the attention of many people.
"How dare you deceive me!"
Professor Feng was furious. He had been in charge of the government school for so many years. Every student who met him was extremely respectful and polite. How had he ever encountered such a naughty person?
At this time, Professor Feng was extremely doubtful. Was the "Disciples' Regulations" really written by him?
It was a great shame and humiliation for a dignified professor of government studies and a Jinshi background to be fooled by a scholar. Professor Feng showed an angry look on his face. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to go back. He said angrily: "Huh, such naughty people are so stupid."
The officer who has seen too much is like a rotten tree, and I must make him repent!"
Over the years, he has taught countless students and encountered many stubborn ones. Professor Feng has become somewhat obsessed with Li Yi.
"That's all, I'm afraid he doesn't care about fame at all. No matter how much you and I say, it's just playing the piano to a cow." Magistrate Dong shook his head and stopped him in time.
Since the other party has no intention of becoming the academic officer, they can't force him. What's more, there is still that person in the shop, so it's even harder for Professor Feng to get involved.
Professor Feng didn't know her identity, so it would be bad if he said the wrong thing and bumped into the princess.
Just when Professor Feng couldn't calm down his anger, but couldn't disobey Magistrate Dong, and was extremely depressed, inside the shop, Li Yi was sitting lazily on a chair, crossing his legs, drinking tea, and was extremely leisurely.
"Why don't you want to be that academic officer?" Li Mingzhu held the saber to her chest and looked at him with interest and asked.
Since the establishment of the imperial examination system, isn't it that the reason why countless students study hard is to get a spot on the official list and win an official position?
Scholars who do not want to be officials are rare.
Li Yi curled his lips, swallowed a sip of tea, and said: "What's so good about being an inferior academic officer? It's not interesting to be called around by others all day long...
If you want to be an official, you should at least be a county magistrate. At the worst, you can be a county captain. What’s the point of being an academic official?"
If you want to gain a foothold in this world and not be bullied by others, you must know how to hug others' thighs. But instead of hugging other people's thighs, it is better to become the thighs yourself.
You don’t need to be a big official, even if you are a small county magistrate, at least you won’t be bullied casually, right?
As for being an academic officer, he had never considered it.
"A county magistrate is directly appointed by the emperor of the day. The official position of the seventh rank is obtained from among the Jinshi. If you want to be a county magistrate, why not try your best to obtain the title? Even the eighth-rank county magistrates mostly have
You, a small scholar, are not even qualified to register with the Ministry of Civil Affairs, so it is naturally unlikely that you will be successful." Li Mingzhu looked at him and said calmly.
Li Yi didn't speak this time. He just said casually that with his lazy temperament, if he really wanted to let him take care of things, he was afraid that even if he found it interesting at first, he would definitely get bored after a long time.
"gone……"
The female catcher didn't ask any more questions, drank a small jar of wine, threw down the two words lightly, and continued to go out to patrol the streets.
"County Lieutenant..."
The moment she stepped out of the door, the corners of her mouth curled up, and disappeared in an instant.
Magistrate Yamen, Magistrate Dong, who had just returned to the government, carefully read the memorial he had written several times, and after checking that it was correct, he quickly sent it out.
Considering the distance from Qing'an Prefecture to Kyoto, this memorial could be presented to the Emperor's desk in as little as two days or as slowly as three days.
There is no small matter in education. Although as the prefect, he can make the decision on all matters in the government, but if he really wants to implement the "Disciple Regulations" in Qing'an Mansion, he must first obtain the emperor's approval.
Of course, before writing this memorial, he already knew that this matter was just a formality.
The "Disciple Rules" are indeed of great benefit to children's education. Today's people are not pedantic and conservative. If there are no accidents, in a few days, good news will come from Kyoto.
At the same time, on the other side of the city, the female detective entered an exquisite courtyard, and was greeted by a female officer from a distance.
"Princess……"
Not long after, someone walked out of the other courtyard and delivered a letter to the inn.
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Although Wangfu's store has also opened, due to the shortage in the past few days, Ruyi Dew is still in short supply. Just after noon, the Ruyi Dew in the shop was sold out again.
It was a bit boring to stay in the shop, so I left a few girls to look at the shop, and of course Lao Fang had to stay. Li Yi walked out of the shop slowly alone.
"Uncle, where are you going?" Lao Fang raised his head and asked.
"Go back to the village and eat hot pot..."
He replied lazily and walked in the direction of the nearby car dealership.
"hot pot……"
Lao Fang was stunned for a moment, and wiped his saliva with some emotion. Although he didn't know what this "hot pot" was, every time his uncle mentioned the word "eat", he couldn't help but salivate.
