Ming Dynasty: Teaching The Prince Dragon-Slaying Skills At The Beginning

In the twelfth year of Hongwu's reign, outside the Imperial Academy, it rained heavily.

Pedestrians on both sides of the road were running to avoid the rain.

Only Yan Changqing was alone in the middle of the road, not hiding or avoiding, letting the heavy rain pour down on his head and face.

Around his feet were scattered a pile of books that had been beaten by the rain.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the ink writing on the books was gradually wet, soaked, and blurred by the rain.

In the end, it took Yan Changqing a full three hundred and sixty-five days and nights to turn into puddles of dark ink mixed with rainwater, flowing along the streets and alleys, and disappearing without a trace.

In Yan Changqing's ears, the words of the Imperial Academy's wine sacrifice Kong Kebiao just now echoed:

"Arithmetic is nothing but trivial knowledge!"

"Confucianism is the only way to cultivate one's moral integrity, govern one's family, govern the country, and bring peace to the world!!"

"The Imperial College is a place to cultivate outstanding talents for the country who can cultivate themselves and govern the country and the world!!!"

"In the past, the Imperial College students didn't have enough time to study the Confucian Saint classics, but you still led them to deviate from the orthodox and specialize in arithmetic, wasting time thinking about how big and small balls would fall to the ground at the same time, throwing objects on the ground, etc., which are meaningless and annoying. Questions that make people laugh!”

"It has corrupted the academic style of studying hard in the Imperial College, causing all the Imperial College students to be unable to concentrate on their studies and work hard to study the Saint's principles in the Confucian classics!!!"

"It is simply against the teacher and misleading the disciples!!!"

"How can the Imperial College tolerate you if you act like this?!!"

"Today I will get rid of you, this black sheep, for the Imperial College!!!"

"From this moment on, you are no longer a Doctor of Imperial Accountancy!!!"

"Get out of the Imperial Academy, me!!!"

With a wave of his hand from Kong Kebiao, who was offering wine at the Imperial Academy, Yan Changqing was immediately forced out of the Imperial Academy by several Imperial servants.

At the same time, the "Mathematics", "Physics", "Biology", "Chemistry" and other books that Yan Changqing had painstakingly written and compiled over the past year were also thrown away mercilessly on the street in the heavy rain.

“Confucianism, is it the only saintly principle?!!”

Yan Changqing looked at the gate of the Imperial College and murmured softly, his eyes as deep as a cold pool.

The original gentle and noble temperament seemed to be washed away by the heavy rain at this moment, replaced by a kind of aloof indifference that has seen through the development of history for thousands of years! ! !

Just as Yan Changqing stood silently in the rain, six carriages stopped at the entrance of the Imperial College one after another.

King Yan Zhu Di, who was about eighteen or nineteen years old and had a heroic look on his face, had just stepped out of the carriage when he saw Yan Changqing standing alone in the rain, saying with surprise:

"Dr. Yan, why are you standing in the rain?!!"

"Please quickly enter the Imperial Academy to take shelter from the rain!"

After hearing Zhu Di's words, Qin Wang Zhu Xi, Jin Wang Zhu Fan, Zhou Wang Zhu Zhu, Chu Wang Zhu Zhen, and Qi Wang Zhu Su, who had just got off the carriage, also turned to look at Yan Changqing.

They also have some impressions of Yan Changqing, and have listened to Yan Changqing's arithmetic lectures several times.

But in class, Yan Changqing is gentle, gentle, and funny, and the "strange" questions he asks from time to time are even more thought-provoking and wonderful to think about.

But the Yan Changqing in front of him looked very embarrassed, without his usual elegance, but with an indescribable indifference.

Yan Changqing raised his head slightly and looked at King Yan Zhu Di, and said calmly:

"I have been expelled from the Imperial Academy, and I am no longer worthy of the title of Doctor, His Highness King Yan."

The surprise in Zhu Di's eyes was even worse. He didn't expect that Dr. Yan, whom he had a good impression of, had been expelled from the Imperial Academy.

However, he had a pretty good impression of Yan Changqing, so he thought about it and said:

"I think there must be some misunderstanding. Later, I will intercede with the doctor on behalf of Jijiu. I think sacrificing wine will give me face, and the doctor should be able to return to the Imperial College by then."

Although Zhu Di spoke modestly, his words were full of confidence.

With his status as a prince comparable to the six ministers, it is basically not difficult to ask a fourth-grade Imperial College scholar to retain a ninth-grade doctor of arithmetic.

In other words, the real difficulty lies in how to make him willing to say that sentence.

However, Yan Changqing shook his head and rejected the kindness of King Yan Zhu Di.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness. What Kong Jijiu said is reasonable. Mere arithmetic is indeed not worth learning, and it is not qualified to be compared with Confucianism."

"So I have another knowledge here. I wonder if your highnesses are interested?!!"

Yan Changqing stared at the king of Yan Zhu Di, the king of Qin Zhu Xi, the king of Jin Zhu Fan, the king of Zhou Zhu Ji, the king of Chu Zhu Zhen, and the king of Qi Zhu Su.

"Oh, what knowledge?!"

Zhu Di became interested and asked.

Several other princes also looked at Yan Changqing with interest, ready to hear what he said about another branch of knowledge.

"Butcher!"

"dragon!!"

"Technique!!!"

Yan Changqing spoke word by word, just as thunder fell from the sky at this moment.

Thunder claps! ! !

The light of thunder flashed past in an instant.

Nine streaks of blazing white lightning suddenly struck the restaurant flag not far behind Yan Changqing.

The fire broke out suddenly, and the restaurant not far away was in a panic!

But with the help of the light of thunder, Zhu Di suddenly saw clearly the face of Yan Changqing who was in the midst of heavy rain, thunder, and fire.

How indifferent and condescending is that! ! !

“Bold!!!”

"presumptuous!!!"

"Arrogant!!!"

"court death!!!"

"Crazy man!!!"

...

After coming back to their senses, King Zhu Fang of Qin, King Zhu Fan of Jin, King Zhu Zhu of Zhou, King Zhu Zhen of Chu, and King Zhu Su of Qi all looked shocked and angry, and they all shouted angrily.

Dragon-slaying skills? ! !

What is dragon slaying? ! !

What kind of dragon are you trying to slay? ! !

And in today's world, besides their father, who else is qualified to be called a dragon? ! !

Could this dragon-slaying skill be used to kill their father? ! !

This name alone is enough to implicate nine tribes! ! !

There was a clanging sound, and all the princes' guards around them drew their swords from their sheaths, with solemn expressions. They only waited for the princes to give the order, and then killed Yan Changqing on the spot! ! !

Facing the angry princes, Yan Changqing remained expressionless and said with an indifferent expression:

"The art of subduing the dragon exists in the world, and millions of people practice it."

"If that's the case, what about one more dragon-slaying skill?!!"

"Dragon-slaying skills, if used correctly, will slay dragons; if used incorrectly, they will raise dragons!!!"

"It's about slaying dragons, it's about raising dragons, it's about right and wrong, it's not about the skills of slaying dragons, it's about the people who learn the skills."

"Whether you want to learn or not, it is up to your Highnesses to decide."

"However, I would like to remind your highnesses that if the Great Ming Dynasty does not want to be conquered by the Dragon Subduing School in the future, then the only way to defeat it is with the Dragon Slaying Technique!!!"

After saying that, Yan Changqing turned around and left, without any hesitation or worry about his own safety, he just walked out step by step.

Although the guards wanted to stop him, they failed to get the order from the prince they belonged to.

Therefore, after hesitation, he still had to get out of the way and let Yan Changqing walk into the wind and rain.

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