When everyone saw that Du He was angry, they all dared not express their anger and stood cautiously on the spot, motionless like a bastard.
Ma Wencai glanced at Du He and said: "Dean, but we... are always scholars. We are just a helpless scholar, how can we do such a craftsman's work!"
Du He sneered and said: "If you don't work hard and don't distinguish between grains, do you deserve to be called a scholar? Scholars are people who care about the world and the country and the people. People like you are nothing more than bookworms! Now, I want to
I will not force you to leave. Those who want to leave must come forward voluntarily. Those who want to stay must participate in internships starting from tomorrow and live and eat with the workers from tomorrow on!"
As he said that, Du He pointed to his side.
Everyone looked at each other.
Everyone immediately started talking carefully.
For a long time, no one came forward.
However, Ma Wencai stood up, walked to Du He, and said: "Dean, thank you for your one-month adoption. The student is very grateful. However, I am a scholar. Even if you beat me to death, I will not
I want to leave those who eat, sleep and work with the craftsmen!"
Then he said loudly to Su Han and others: "You are all students, but in the past month, you have been bullied by the dean in every possible way. He first used the questions from the Mongolian School to test everyone, and then taught us how to write stereotypes.
Wen, I don’t even want the saint’s book. This is not an insult... The ancients said that it is not food that comes after a sigh. Today, if you are bloody, please leave this mountain college with me. The world is big and the earth is big, there is always a place for us.
land!"
Quiet!
The whole place was unusually quiet.
Everyone turned away, indicating that they did not recognize Ma Wencai.
Marvin was a little embarrassed, paused, and asked: "Is it true that no one is with me?"
No one answered.
At this time, Du He walked up behind him and kicked him on the knee.
With a pop, Ma Wencai's soft and frail body fell to the ground.
Du He said angrily: "Get out of here, uncle. If you want to get out, get out yourself. You dare to confuse people with your monstrous words here. Don't blame me for being rude to you later."
Marven suddenly stood up, pointed at Du He and said: "Du He... you, you, you, don't regret it, hum!"
With that said, the guy ran away like a mess.
Du He turned around and yelled at Su Han and others: "What are you looking at? Go back to eat and sleep, and get to work early tomorrow morning!"
…
"Have you heard that Du He actually sent those scholars to the Lantian Coal Mine to dig coal?"
"It's such a waste of natural resources. It's such a waste of natural resources. How can a scholar dig coal? This Du He will be struck by lightning."
"Du He's work is really different from ordinary people!"
Just one day passed, and there were constant discussions in Chang'an City.
Everyone was very dissatisfied with Du He for sending fifty-nine students from Banshan College to work.
Everything is inferior, only reading is superior!
Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce!
No matter from which perspective, scholars are the great treasures of this era.
Now, Du He actually uses these treasures as an illiterate craftsman, how can it not be surprising?
All of a sudden, there was a crusade against Du He in Chang'an City.
Prince's Mansion.
Censor Wang Gong was silent for a while, and then he received the news, and his thoughts became vivid again.
Snapped.
"a ha ha ha……"
He slapped his hand on the table, laughed like a sow, and said: "God helps me, God helps me... Originally, I thought that I would never have a chance to deal with Du He, but I didn't expect that this boy himself
You are looking for death. You dare to send so many scholars to Lantian Coal Mine to dig coal. Isn’t this a problem with His Majesty? Hahaha. When I draft a memorial and send it to Your Majesty, Du He will definitely be furious. When the time comes, it will be Du He.
The day when He was punished."
The grudge between Wang Gong and Du He originated from the establishment of Banshan College, which robbed the business of the private school run by the Wang family. He tried to compete with Du He several times, but he was not as good as others, and he ended up with a bloody head every time.
, he felt unwilling. During this period, he couldn't eat well and couldn't sleep well. He was thinking hard about how to bring down Du He. Today, he finally had a chance.
Wang Gong hurriedly drafted a memorial, then took a bath and changed clothes, went to the ancestral temple to burn three sticks of incense, took the memorial, took a carriage, and hurried out of the gate of the palace towards the imperial city.
When the carriage passed through an alley.
call out.
A stone the size of a fist suddenly flew out from across the alley and hit the horse on the head.
The strong horse neighed in pain, then turned around and ran towards the alley. No matter how hard the driver tried, it was still in vain.
The carriage entered the alley, and when the driver looked up, he saw three tall and powerful thieves in black clothes and masks standing in front of them. Each of the three men held a bright broadsword in their hands, shining in the sun.
The driver was startled, opened his mouth wide, jumped out of the car quickly, turned around and ran away without looking back.
squeak.
The carriage stopped, and Wang Gong in the carriage opened the curtain in confusion and stuck his head out to see what was going on. Suddenly, a sack appeared and he took it out.
boom.
A wooden stick knocked him unconscious.
Three men in black stepped forward, tied up the mouth of the sack, got into the carriage, and drove the carriage quickly out of the city.
Before the time was up to burn the incense, the carriage driver of the Wang family came to the alley with Marquis Wu who was patrolling the city, but Wang Gong was nowhere to be seen.
…
Venomfang Headquarters.
Zhang Jian hurried into the courtyard and whispered to Du He who was standing in the center of the courtyard, "Master, everything is done."
"Okay, the stage is set. Next, it depends on the performance of Wang Gong and Sikong Mansion. I think that old fox Changsun Wuji will not let me down." Du He said in an indifferent tone.
"Hehehe..." Zhang Jian smiled obscenely, making a donkey bray sound.
Du He: "..."
…
Wang Gong slowly opened his eyes and found that he was lying on the ground, next to the carriage he was riding in.
He looked down and found that his clothes were intact and nothing was missing. He hurriedly reached out and touched it, and found that the memorial on his body was still there.
The only strange thing was that I was hit on the head with a stick, which caused some pain.
He got up, rubbed an egg-sized lump on the back of his head, and said angrily: "These thieves are really abominable, huh, I will come back to deal with you after I finish the important things..."
Wang Gong identified the direction, got on the carriage, and drove into the imperial city himself. Then he came to Tai Chi Hall and saw Li Er.
"Your Majesty, I have this report. I want to impeach that person..."
Before Wang Gong could finish speaking, Li Er waved his hand: "Wang Qing's family, please submit the memorial. I will take a look at it."
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Wang Gong handed the memorial to Zhao Yang, and then said, "Your Majesty, the Hou Duhe of Huyi County..."
"Okay, step back!" Li Er said in a deep voice.
Wang Gong hurriedly walked back when a gust of wind blew and he felt his buttocks were chilly.
Then, I saw him turn around and walk out with his body hunched over.
As soon as Li Er looked up, he saw Wang Gong's robe, with a heart shape cut out on the back of his buttocks, just exposing a big white buttocks.