Dressed As the Deadly Opponent of the Male Protagonist of the Imperial Examination

Zheng Boyan nodded: "Yes, practice can bring out true knowledge."

He pointed to Tang Hang and said to Song Jue: "Chengyu, the college is planning to open an agronomy course this year. I think he will be the teaching assistant of the course and a role model for the students of the college."

"This..." Song Jue hesitated.

Not to mention the aristocratic students in the academy, even some of the poor students feel that farming and farming is a humiliating thing. Zheng Boyan's idea may not be feasible.

"Brother Mu Sheng, is this course a bit..." Song Jue hesitated: "Nowadays, the selection of officials in the scientific examination does not involve agriculture, not to mention the complicated studies. These students are probably reluctant to learn this."

Zheng Boyan insisted: "Guan Ziyun, the millet, the king's ability is also the master of the people. The man is smeared, the way to govern the country."

"In the imperial examination, you have to be an official. If you don’t understand farming, why should you patrol the monarch and persuade you to teach agriculture? Not to mention the construction of water conservancy. With these, it is also helpful for promotion."

This cannot be said wrong, but what Song Jue is worried about is the relationship between the students.

Designating Tang Heng as an assistant teacher can easily lead to rebellion from other students. If Tang Heng can't have a good relationship with his classmates, even if Pei Yunxiao escorts him, it will not be beneficial to his future.

Song Jue told Zheng Boyan of his concerns.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Boyan slapped his thigh and said, "Why is this difficult? Chengyu, you will also accept him as a direct disciple. Others are dissatisfied, and they must respect him for three points. As for the others, I think he has Ability to handle interpersonal relationships well."

Song Jue had a black line on his face: "Brother Mu Sheng, I originally intended to accept him as a disciple, but now it's your credit for asking you to say this."

Pei Yunxiao's face was joyful, and he looked at Tang Hang with joy.

Tang Hang reacted very quickly, and he knelt down to apprentice the strength of the teacher: "The student has seen the teacher."

After a pause, he bowed to Zheng Boyan: "I also want to thank the head of the hospital for facilitating it."

"You guys!" Song Jue pointed helplessly at the three of them: "Okay, get up quickly."

"I gave a piece of Kunshan warm jade to Yi Fei that day. Since you are righteous brothers, you can't favor one another. It just so happens that Kunshan warm jade is a couple. I will send it to you tomorrow."

"Students thanked the teacher!" Tang Hang calmed down, and then he remembered that he was in a hurry to apprentice.

"Have you never taken a watch?" Song Jue asked.

"Yes, please give me the words from the teacher."

"Yeah..." Song Jue looked at him, and thought for a while, "Why don't you just call Zikuan if you have a great way to be simple." Another world."

Song Jue didn't know Tang Heng's detailed life experience, but from his appearance, words and deeds, it was unsatisfactory. Although Tang Heng had a brotherly love for Pei Yunxiao and respected his teacher, he still revealed a bit of hostility in his heart.

Pei Yunxiao was secretly surprised, Song Jue was worthy of being a famous Confucian, and Tang Heng could be seen very well at a glance. The Tang family has deserved it, and now what Tang Heng really needs is a broad heart.

Tang Hang was silent for a long while, and finally showed an expression of being taught: "Zi Kuan, Teacher Xie taught!"

"Oh!" Pei Yun shook his palm suddenly, showing a bit of mischief on his face: "How can this be good? Brother is my brother-in-law, but if from the perspective of the master, the brother should still call me brother, this is not messy. Is it done?"

Song Jue glared at her angrily: "Keeping righteousness means setting up righteousness, and the master's sect is the sect.

"Teacher is right!" Pei Yunxiao smiled slyly: "Why don't we call me senior brother if I call me senior brother, how about each of us?"

"..." Tang Hang was somewhat helpless, a little conniving, and finally said: "Yes, just listen to Brother Yifei!"

"Brother, you are polite!"

When Han Shaozhen came back in the evening, he saw that the chessboard on the table was messy. Pei Yunxiao and Tang Heng were sitting on both sides of the table, face to face, and did nothing. You call me and I call you.

"Brother."

"Brother."

"Brother!"

"Brother!"

"Brother!!"

"Brother!!"

...

"Hey hey! What's this!" Han Shaozhen's arms crossed and stood in front of the two of them: "What's the name of anxious eyes? It's the brother and the elder brother again, what's the mess!"

"The teacher accepted my elder brother as a disciple today. Brother Fifth, can't you call me senior brother?" Pei Yunxiao triumphed.

"It's right to be called, but you two got married first. They have been calling for so many years, and Brother Tang was originally older than you." Han Shaozhen said.

"Brother Tang, how about you, just let him make a fool of yourself? Xiao Qi is not forgiving when he is so angry, I have suffered a lot from it for so many years..." Han Shaozhen pretended to be wronged.

"It's okay, she thinks it's interesting, and happiness is the most important thing."

Tang Heng is used to being depressed, and he also knows that Pei Yunxiao is also extremely depressed on weekdays. It is rare for her to be so happy, so naturally it is her. He always unconsciously wanted to look for the carefree shadow of the two in Pei Yunxiao's body, or for the emotions that he couldn't have.

"Quickly, brother, you just lost ten of me again, and you owe me ten senior brothers!" Pei Yunxiao was too lazy to talk to Han Shaozhen again.

Tang Heng continued to clasp his fists: "Brother Yifei..."

Han Shaozhen held his forehead speechlessly. Boy, ten losers! If Tang Heng is not releasing water, who will believe it?

"Childish ghost!" Han Shaozhen shook his sleeves, took the book, and leaned on the couch to read boredly.

Pei Yunxiao smiled so much that her face was a little bit painful, and some tears were secreted from the corners of her eyes.

She also felt that she was in the second grade, but she just felt funny when she heard this title, for no reason.

Among the three of Tang Heng and Han Shaozhen, she is the youngest. It's rare to stay away from the turmoil in Beijing and return to school. She has to find some fun for herself.

Within a few days, the college officially opened.

When Zheng Boyan announced that he would start a new agricultural course this year, he also introduced Mr. Zhong Min, a agricultural teacher, and said that Tang Hang was appointed as an assistant teacher, many students were very dissatisfied.

It's just that Dean Zheng is very famous in Jiangdong, and the students dare not show it to him, but all this dissatisfaction was vented in the first agronomy class.

Mr. Zhong Min looks a little strange, his left half of his face seems to have been burned, his voice is hoarse, and his aura is gloomy and deep. No matter how the students in the class slept and didn't listen to them, he still talked to himself without being affected at all.

All of you present here are all students who have been studying poetry for many years, but this class has taught the basic knowledge of agriculture, which is known to children of a few years. Tang Hang is very dedicated to record the notes in class so that someone needs to review it.

After listening for about half an hour, Liang Ze finally couldn't listen anymore: "When we came to the academy, we learned how to be an official, but what is the reason for listening to these boring and useless things?"

Liang Zeyi said that the students who dozed off in the class were also awake, and stared at how Mr. Zhong Ming wanted to answer.

However, Mr. Zhong Ming just paused for a moment as if he hadn't heard it, and then went on to talk again.

Liang Ze believed that he represented the aspirations of many students, and he became more and more intensified: "Teacher, preaching, receiving karma, and solving puzzles. Now students ask questions, shouldn't your husband answer them?"

Zhong Min raised his eyelids casually, did not give Liang Ze a look at all, and replied faintly: "Don't listen, you can go out."

Liang Ze was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't react for a while.

However, he saw that Zhong Min had no anger and looked extremely serious: "I am here for the class, and you are here for the class. Whether you listen or not has nothing to do with me. If you don't want to complete your own business, don't delay. I finish my thing."

The students flinched a little, but he didn't expect Zhong Min to ask someone to go out at every turn. It felt very uncomfortable.

Hearing this to Liang Ze's ears, it was quite provocative. So he actually picked up the pen, ink and other items on his desk and walked out swaggeringly.

Zhong Jian still spoke without reaction.

When some people saw this scene, they boldly stood up and tiptoed out.

Zhong Jian is still as always.

In the end, there were only one third of the students left in the whole room.

The author has something to say: Have you been embarrassed by the two xxj in this chapter to dig out a villa?

In order to write about this awkwardness, I now live in a courtyard house