Chapter 36:
The capital city was bustling with flowers, breakfast stalls were everywhere on the streets, Xu Qi'an settled for food and drink at a breakfast stall two blocks away from the county courthouse.
The stall owner is a dark-skinned, skinny middle-aged man with a black apron, smiling humbly at everyone he meets.
Craftsmanship is not bad, Xu Qi'an ate very satisfied, the only drawback is that the people of Dafeng Capital City like sweets, soymilk is just, tofu brain is also put sugar.
Xu Qi'an did not intend to settle for less in this heresy-ridden city, and instructed the vendor not to put sugar in, adding soy sauce, pork fat, chopped green onion, and minced garlic.
In addition, there were four doughnuts, six meat buns, two steamed buns, a bowl of congee, and three plates of small dishes.
After eating, Xu Qi'an was ready to pay the bill.
"Master Differential, you're being polite, it's a blessing for me that you can come to my place to use the breakfast food." The stall owner looked at Xu Qi'an's messenger uniform and refused to ask for money.
His gaze swept over the empty dish Xu Qi'an had left behind, his eyes flashing with heartache.
"Really don't want it?"
The stall owner gulped, Xu Qi'an had eaten four or five people's worth of this breakfast. Originally it was a small business to make a living, get up early in the morning and work hard, barely making ends meet.
But still do not dare to ask ..... Really don't dare to ask for it.
"No no no, how can I charge you." The stall owner knew at a glance that he had been beaten by society.
"Well, I'm going to sit and consume for a while, go away and don't bother me." Xu Qi'an waved his hand to drive the stall owner away.
The stall owner coyly left.
"The system of the Dafeng Dynasty has accumulated ills for a long time, and as long as the Xuxu officials are not fixed, the life of the common people will not get better." Xu Qi'an looked at the stall owner's busy figure, remembering the look in his eyes just now that he was both in meat pain and didn't dare to ask for money, pitiful like a beggar.
"From time immemorial, the ones who inflict the most harm on the common people are always the flies that the bigwigs can't see."
He took out ten pennies from his pocket, folded it on the table, and left in silence.
"Finally gone ...." The stall owner sighed in relief and wilted over to clean up the dishes.
What bad luck! He thought with chagrin in his heart.
When he came to the table, the stall owner froze, there was a stack of coins stacked on the tabletop, that constable not only paid, but also gave more.
The stall owner hurriedly ran out a few steps, only to see the crowd that loomed in the official clothes, has gone far away.
He opened his mouth, and his throat felt like it was being obstructed by something.
In all these years, it was the first time he had encountered a xuxu official who paid for his meal.
......
After Xu Qi'an finished his dawning, he went to the back hall and asked Magistrate Zhu for a vacation, and old Zhu was quick to agree.
Hurriedly returning to the Xu Mansion, he pushed open the door to Erlang's room, and the two brothers nodded unspokenly as Erlang Xu held out a set of moonlight-white Confucian shirts that had long since been prepared, covered in light gray cloud patterns.
Xu Qi'an glanced at the set of azure-colored robes with dark patterns of returning clouds on his little old brother, and proposed, "This one looks good on Erlang, let's change it."
Xu New Year gave a cold laugh, the expression as if saying again: you're thinking about fart eating.
For a martial artist at the Refined Essence realm, the scholar's Confucian shirt was really ill-fitting, with full muscles and an angular figure that would hold up the loose Confucian shirt.
And the scholar's aesthetic was: two sleeves fluttering and a fluttering shirt.
The brothers left the Xu Mansion, spent three taels of silver to rent two yellow hussar horses, and sped away from the capital.
The destination of their trip was the Qing Yun Mountain, sixty miles outside of the capital, where there is a school, the world-famous Cloud Deer School!
Qingyun Mountain was not called Qingyun Mountain, I forgot the specific name, since the Cloud Deer College in this site, the sound of reading endless, clear air in the sky.
It was renamed "Qingyun Mountain".
Two people in the official road side by side, an hour later, Xu Qi'an eyes far away, vaguely see the outline of the clear cloud mountain, as well as small as beans of the academy complex.
"Resignation, brother has always been curious."
Xu Qi'an slowed his horse's speed, and after his cousin followed suit and reined in his horse, the two horses changed from a gallop to a trot.
"Did you say that saints are first-class?"
He was immensely curious about the major systems of this world, but unfortunately lacked the channels to learn about them.
Xu New Year raised his chin condescendingly, "You think I would know?"
If you don't know, then you don't know, what's with the proud expression .... Xu Qi'an rolled his eyes and continued:
"Then how long did the sage live, do you know?"
Xu New Year nodded, "At the age of 82."
A saint, the founder of Confucianism and Taoism, even if he didn't have a first rank, it wouldn't be bad, and he only lived to be 82 years old?
Well, it's considered a high life expectancy for an ordinary person in this era, but this world's force value is unusual ah.
Even saints can't live long?
Well, I can't jump to conclusions, after all, the information I know is too little ....
"Cloud Deer Academy doesn't take in outsiders, that's the rule, even I couldn't get the teacher to agree." Xu New Year said:
"Big brother is really sure?"
Xu Qi'an shook his head, "Matters depend on people."
They decided to send the female members of the family to Yunlu Academy before launching the operation, so that even if they were truly retaliated against by the Minister of the Household, Yunlu Academy would be able to shelter the female members of the Xu Mansion.
Tax silver case on almost let me land into a box, this shit can not pass is it ..... Hey, not handled well, another crisis of extermination ..... Xu Qi'an clamped the horse's belly, threw Xu New Year behind him, and left in the dust.
Xu New Year is not convinced, swinging the horse whip, and cousin to start a race.
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Qingyun Mountain is neither majestic nor beautiful, if not for the clear air that rushes to the sky, there is no difference with the ordinary wild mountains.
There are yards, attics, squares and waterfalls in the mountain .... The paths paved with green stone slabs were like spider webs, linking these places together.
In an attic on the edge of the cliff, the elegant room on the second floor, there is no wall on the side leaning against the cliff face, and standing by the corridor, you can look out over the pale plains and the silhouettes of the distant mountains.
Li Mubai, the great national player who vowed never to play chess again, stood at the edge of the corridor with a scroll in his hand, listening to his two friends behind him arguing heatedly:
"I made a wrong move this time, I want to start over, I don't care."
"There is no regret for the fall, this is the rule."
"The sages say: there is no greater good than to learn from one's mistakes."
"Is that what the sage meant?"
"Doesn't he?"
"Old thief, you want to discuss the Tao with me? That's fine, only one of us can leave alive today."
"Old me wasn't raised as a vegetarian either."
Li Mubai shook his head, "Two stinky chess players."
Behind the two one of them was Zhang Shen, a great master of the art of war, and the other was an old man wearing a black robe with a long beard that grew to his chest.
Chen Tai, the word You Ping, one of the four great Confucians of Yunlu Academy.
The four great Confucians have their own specialties, Li Mu Bai is chess, Zhang Shen is proficient in the art of war, and Yang Gong, the Ziyang Jushi who serves as the Minister of Prefecture of Qingzhou, is good at governing.
And this Chen Youping, has the talent of ruling the country, the book "Strategy of Ruling the Country" is quite sought after in the Dafeng officialdom.
Li Mu Bai turned to leave the corridor and returned to the elegant room, interrupting the quarreling two:
"Where is the dean?"
"The Eldest Princess is here, the dean is accompanying her." Zhang Shen's gaze was fixed on the chessboard, and he casually replied.
Li Mubai let out an "oh" and nodded.
Chen Tai sighed: "In three months there will be the spring exams, the academy's students are not interested in studying, last night I went around the dormitory, and there were only a few readers who were struggling with the lamps."
"Only a few lights, the light is also the chessboard ...." Said, reached out on the chessboard a scratch, disrupt the pieces, painfully: "Playing with things."
"Shameless old thief!" Zhang Shen was furious, losing is a plaything, winning is flaunting, "You are the same as Li Mubai, can't afford to play."
"What does it have to do with me!" Li Mu Bai is angry.
Speaking of this topic, the three great scholars sank into silence.
Cloud Deer Academy's students, the career path is difficult, even if the examination of the lifer, jinshi, it is very difficult to level in the officialdom, often sent to the poor countryside as an official, or thrown into some nook and cranny of the mold.
This has greatly dampened the enthusiasm of the academy's students for the imperial examinations.
After a few moments of silence in the elegant room, Zhang Shen said in a deep voice: "This wind must not grow, we must raise the enthusiasm of the academy's scholars for the imperial examinations."
Chen Tai nodded with a serious face, "Even if it's hard to support, we have to hold on, Yunlu Academy can't extinguish the path of the officialdom."
Li Mubai mused, "Open the hall to advise the academy, let the academy step in."
Zhang Shen twirled a chess piece, "The dean persuades the academy year after year, one drum and then another, it won't have much effect."
Chen Tai stroked his beard and frowned, "There has to be a new and innovative way to get the scholars to study hard on their own accord and pay attention to the chun exams."
"How about writing articles?" He proposed.
"Strenuous and unappealing." Li Mubai shook his head.
"Then there's only poetry," Zhang Shen took a sip of tea and said, "Since ancient times, poetry has moved people's hearts, composing an ear-shattering poem is much more effective than opening a classroom to persuade students."
After saying this, the three great Confucian scholars looked at each other and shook their heads in unison.
Dafeng Confucianism, poetry has been weakened for a long time.
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