Chapter 605: Seeing the situation is not right, run away

Half a month later.

Take advantage of the auspicious day given by the Imperial Astronomical Observatory.

The Imperial College, located in Chongjiaofang in the north of the city, was shrouded in a cloud of smoke. The sound of exploding bullets continued to ring out, and the ground was covered in red.

Yan Shifan, who was a second-rank official holding the fourth-rank post of Imperial College chief academic officer, was wearing a dazzling crimson official uniform and had a beaming look on his face.

Leading a group of Imperial College officials who could only wear green robes with yellow oriole patches, he kept looking at the officials and nobles from the capital who came to watch the ceremony today, as well as the famous scholars in the surrounding areas of the capital.

Far away.

When a series of firecrackers sounded from the street corner.

Yan Shifan immediately stood on tiptoe.

The director of the Imperial College who was guarding beside him suddenly had his eyes brightened up, and he immediately called out loudly: "Here they come! Here they come! Colleagues from Changping Academy are here!"

The officials and nobles who came to watch the ceremony looked over in the direction of the sound of firecrackers.

I saw Xu Wei, the director of Changping Public Security Bureau, walking towards me on behalf of Changping Academy, leading the teachers of the academy.

At the front of the team were three plaques covered with large red cloth, escorted by several student representatives from Changping Academy.

"I, Xu Wei, was entrusted by Master Nie, Master Wang, and Master Qian of Changping Academy to represent the academy and come to the Imperial Academy to establish a joint learning program between the two academies. I hope that the academic atmosphere of our Ming Dynasty will flourish and that talented people will emerge from generation to generation."

As Yan Shaoting wrote two poems in Changping Academy at that time, these two poems finally became known to the world, especially the line that Xu Wei is talking about today, which is the most quoted by the world.

The Director of the Imperial College listened to Xu Wei's introduction with his eyes bulging as he stared at the three plaques covered with bright red cloth.

Don't think about it.

This must have been written by the three old masters themselves and presented to the Imperial College.

Whether it is Nie Bao, Wang Ji or Qian Dehong, they are all living descendants of the orthodox school of mind.

Even though the Imperial College was an official academy of the imperial court, it was an honor for the College to receive the plaques written by three old masters.

From today on, if anyone can tell others that he, as the Director of the Imperial College, is connected with the orthodox School of Mind, then he will be known as the Director of the Imperial College.

Before Yan Shifan could go to meet him, the director of the Imperial College had already strode forward, stretched out his hands, grabbed Xu Wei's hands, and shook them heavily a few times: "It is our honor that Changping Academy is willing to study with the Imperial College. From today on, the two capitals and thirteen provinces of our Ming Dynasty, with thousands of students, will also be like what Xu Zhanshi said, there will be talented people in every generation, and the young generation will have a lot of talent and learning."

With a smile on his face, Xu Wei let the director of the Imperial College hold his hand and walked to the gate of the Imperial College.

Only then did he break free from the other person's hand and bowed to Yan Shifan.

"Your humble servant greets Minister Yan."

Although Yan Shifan was no longer the Minister of Justice, the emperor still retained his rank and treatment, and for this reason, officials in the capital still addressed him as Minister.

Yan Shifan also smiled and cupped his hands, "Xu Zhanshi has come from afar for the joint study. Thanks to you for running around. Come with us and decide on the opening of various businesses in the Imperial College."

Xu Wei bowed again.

Then, in front of the spectators, he pointed to the three plaques that were sent together.

"Shangshu, Siye."

"This was written by the three old masters after the Imperial College and Changping Academy were originally decided to study together. I will present it to the Imperial College on your behalf today."

Say it.

He then looked at the students carrying the plaque.

The red cloth on the first plaque was lifted.

It was written by Mr. Qian Dehong himself, with the words "Teaching without distinction" inscribed on it.

This is the core idea of ​​Confucius in studying, and it is most appropriate to use it in the joint study of the Imperial College and Changping Academy to open up various disciplines.

The director of the Imperial College blushed and nodded repeatedly, "Master Qian, you are so kind. This book is magnificent and contains the thoughts of Confucius. I will never forget it."

The students of the Imperial College were immediately arranged to take the plaque from the students of Changping Academy and carry it into the Imperial College.

Then the second plaque came forward.

The red cloth was untied.

It was the four words "do the duty" written by Mr. Wang Ji himself.

This is also what Kongzi said in the chapter about Duke Ling of Wei, that he should take the lead in his work.

The word "benevolence" is also one of the core concepts of Confucianism.

Now that it is given to the Imperial College, it is another metaphor.

Generally speaking, the Imperial College opened up various industries to help students, promoted the spirit of scholars throughout the world, and cultivated talents in various fields, and it was undoubtedly the best.

This is a real compliment.

Even Yan Shifan's eyes lit up.

Not to mention the Director of the Imperial College, whose face was already beaming with joy.

"This...this, this, this..."

Although his face was full of smiles, the director of the Imperial College still waved his hands repeatedly: "I am unworthy of this... I am unworthy of this!"

But that's what I said.

However, the director of the Imperial College kept signaling to the students behind him, and soon the plaque was also taken into the Imperial College.

When the last plaque, which was written by Master Nie Bao himself, was carried in front of everyone.

Everyone present was looking forward to it.

This time.

The already excited Director of the Imperial College personally stepped forward and stopped the students from the Changping Academy who were about to unveil the red cloth, and instead respectfully unveiled the red cloth with his own hands.

Subsequently.

The director of the Imperial College was stunned and muttered what was written on the plaque.

"The world belongs to all?"

After revealing what was written on the plaque, the Director of the Imperial College raised his eyebrows again and looked at the balance.

"The draft was drafted by Yan Shaoting, the Minister of Rites and the Crown Prince's Guardian, and written by Nie Bao."

This time.

The Director of the Imperial College could no longer stand, his entire face felt as if it had been scalded by boiling water.

He immediately bowed deeply to Xu Wei.

He stood up again, his face serious.

"The Imperial Academy really doesn't dare to accept this book! We would be ashamed if we did!"

Xu Wei, however, pulled the director of the Imperial College backhandedly, and with a smile on his face, he looked at the onlookers who were also surprised and said, "The Imperial College is the head of the academic world in our dynasty. It educates the world, recruits talented people from all over the world as its supervisor, and is in charge of academic affairs. The Grand Protector once said that if we want to change the national customs, correct the customs of scholars, and teach the world, we must put the Imperial College first and put the world first, so that we can succeed from beginning to end."

When Xu Wei relayed the words in front of the Imperial College, they reached the ears of everyone.

There was immediate applause at the scene.

After being persuaded by everyone, the Director of the Imperial College, at the instruction of Yan Shifan, personally carried a plaque with the words "The World Belongs to the Public" inscribed on it, walked in front, and led everyone into the Imperial College.

Immediately.

Bursts of firecrackers were heard again in the Imperial College.

That should have been put there when the plaque was hung.

And it was at the entrance of Jiaozhi Hutong, just over a hundred steps away from the Imperial College.

A stall is located at the corner of the alley.

From under the tarpaulin put up by the store, gusts of hot air came out, blowing a piece of price cloth hanging outside the tarpaulin.

Twenty cents for one pound of cut mutton.

A bowl of mutton soup costs five cents.

A Hu pancake costs two cents.

A plate of sweet garlic costs two cents.

A plate of pickled vegetables costs one cent.

There aren't many styles for sale, and the prices are quite reasonable.

The stall was not very big. Apart from the cooking area, there were only three tables and a few benches. Two officials who were considered young in the court were sitting at the table closest to the street in their patched uniforms, looking at the Imperial College not far away where firecrackers were constantly being set off.

The woman brought a tray over from the stove.

"My two lords, the mutton soup and Hu pancakes you ordered are here."

Wang Xijue glanced back and said, "We didn't ask for sweet garlic."

The woman was busy taking out the mutton soup and Hu pancakes and a plate of sweet garlic from the tray and placing them on the table. Her face showed a bit of embarrassment and flattery: "It's a gift... It's a gift. It's okay. Please enjoy it slowly, sir."

After saying this, he quickly turned around and went to work behind the stove.

Wang Xijue blinked and said nothing. He pulled Shen Shixing and said, "Eat quickly. You still have to work after you finish eating."

Shen Shixing, however, withdrew his gaze from the direction of the Imperial College with an unsatisfied look, and whispered: "I always feel that the master has a big plan, but I just can't figure out what he wants to do."

Wang Xijue had already started drinking the mutton soup from the bowl, then he peeled off a sweet garlic and stuffed his mouth with the Hu pancake.

After chewing it for a few times.

He then said gloomily, "I still think the chicken noodle soup in the south is delicious. I went to Luzhou a long time ago. The shredded pork rice noodles cooked in chicken soup there are the most delicious and good for the stomach."

He looks like a famous glutton.

After he finished speaking, Wang Xijue said, "What you are going to do is so great, let's just do it."

Shen Shixing shook his head: "Remember the last time the master asked us to go to the goldfish pond? I always felt that the master was worried about something."

"Worried about you betraying your teacher in the future?"

Wang Xijue continued to eat the bread with garlic and drink the mutton soup.

Seems a bit heartless.

Shen Shixing was annoyed for a moment: "That's because he's worried about both of us, not just me!"

After saying this, he grabbed the Hu pancake on the table and took a big bite viciously.

Wang Xijue raised his head and looked at Shen Shixing deeply: "Then can you betray your master?"

Then he added another sentence.

"If the master's ambitions differ from yours, will you betray him?"

Shen Shixing glared and said, "Bullshit!"

Perhaps because he was too excited, grains of Hu Bing popped out of Shen Shixing's mouth.

Wang Xijue quickly put his hands up to cover his eyes.

Shen Shixing drank a mouthful of mutton soup, swallowed the Hu pancake in his mouth, and then said: "I think your wisdom is something we can never surpass in this lifetime..."

After finishing speaking, Shen Shixing lowered his head slightly disappointedly and drank the soup and ate the cake silently.

Wang Xijue thought about it and a dazed look also appeared on his face.

He shook his head: "Eat quickly, you still have something to deal with later."

Then he said no more.

By the time the two finished eating, the noise coming from the Imperial College could no longer be heard.

Wang Xijue glanced at the table that had been emptied by them, and then looked at Shen Shixing: "You pay this time."

Shen Shixing snorted coldly and glanced at Wang Xijue.

Then he pulled out a deflated purse from under his robe at his waist and took out copper coins one by one.

He kept counting silently in his mouth.

"Two bowls of mutton soup for ten cents, two Hu pancakes for four cents, a total of fourteen cents..."

As he spoke, fourteen copper coins were piled on the table, five in a stack.

Two highs and one low.

But Shen Shixing looked again at the garlic peels on the table in front of Wang Xijue.

Then he rolled his eyes at Wang Xijue who had already started wiping his mouth, and silently took out two copper coins from his purse and continued to pile them on the table.

Three highs and one low.

A total of sixteen coins.

Then, he quickly looked away, stood up, and shouted to Wang Xijue, "Let's go. We still have to go to the palace."

Wang Xijue stood up with a chuckle.

However, Shen Shixing couldn't help but take a look at the copper coins piled on the table.

He was born into a humble family and grew up in an ordinary family in Suzhou Prefecture. His grandfather was adopted by his uncle's family named Xu when he was young. It was not until he passed the imperial examination and became the top scorer that he changed his surname back to Shen.

The two walked down the street.

Shen Shixing lifted his official robe with one hand and tied the increasingly deflated purse tightly around his waist. Then he carefully put down his official robe and patted it, muttering in a low voice: "I have to find time to submit a few articles to Changping Newspaper... No! I have to find time to write a story book and submit it. It has to be at least a hundred chapters!"

If you submit your article to Changping Daily and it is selected for publication, you will receive a fee.

Generally, an article costs about 100 wen. If it is specially invited by Changping Daily, the starting price is 10 liang per article.

As for the storytelling works, one chapter could earn about fifty coins, but a hundred chapters could earn five thousand coins, which was five taels of silver.

I heard that Changping Academy is planning to publish a separate storybook recently.

If it could be purchased and printed individually, I could make more money, at least fifty taels.

Shen Shixing, the dignified top scholar and now the Langzhong of the Ministry of Personnel's Selection Department, was silently calculating the accounts in his mind.

At this time, Wang Xijue, who was beside him, suddenly reached out and patted him.

"Don't think about your few coins. The teacher has clearly given you a job in the academy, with ten taels of silver coming into your account every month. The court also pays you the full salary every month. What you earn is already enough for you to use, right?"

Shen Shixing blushed immediately, stiffening his neck and said, "I have to save money to find a good marriage for my son. I also have to buy a house in the capital, which costs money. You, a local rich man, don't know anything."

The top scholar angrily complained about his colleagues who came from wealthy landlord families.

Wang Xijue raised his hands and bowed his head repeatedly: "Yes, yes, when your son gets married, I will send your family a generous gift. I guarantee that it will be enough for you to buy a house in Beijing."

"A gentleman does not accept food given out of pity. Your kindness is totally unnecessary."

Shen Shixing immediately refused, then raised his eyebrows and said, "But if you are willing to rent the house in Xiaojiaqiao to me, that's fine too, but the price is agreed upon, and I will only pay half. Who says your family is a wealthy family? I have to eat their food for once."

Wang Xijue didn't know whether to laugh or cry for a moment: "Okay, I'll rent the house in Xiaojiaqiao to you, and I'll only charge you five taels of silver a month, okay? You don't have to stick to the number of years, just go to Shuntian Prefecture Yamen and sign the contract."

After saying this, he patted the top scholar on the back again.

The eldest son of the Shen family died young, and now the second son is also studying in Changping. It seems that it is time to arrange a marriage for him. However, since he is unwilling to accept money, it doesn't hurt to help with the house.

But I still have to talk to my husband about it later.

Even if the money and grain from the court cannot be taken, the master must think of a way to allow the Shen family to have more income.

The court will still allow those who are not greedy or robbery to work hard and earn some money.

Thinking about it.

Wang Xijue accompanied Shen Shixing all the way to the outside of Donghua Gate, and then they parted.

As the Director of the Ministry of Personnel's Selection Office, Lao Shen would have to go to the Cabinet to handle an important matter later. He also had to return to the Ministry of War and then go to the Marquis of Zhenyuan to discuss the deepening reform of the Beijing Camp.

On the occasion of parting.

Wang Xijue looked deeply at Shen Shixing.

"Rumo."

"Be careful."

"If Yuanfu..."

"Be smart. If you see that the situation is not right, run away, okay?"

Shen Shixing stood at the entrance of Donghua Gate and waved at Wang Xijue calmly.

"I know, I know."

"Women are so long-winded!"

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