Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

"...I didn't know what it means to be difficult when I went out these days, and there were a lot of conflicts with those Confucian scholars."

On the podium was Jiao Triren, and he said with joy: "Those Confucian students look down on us and ridicule us in science are craftsmen, but those students refuse to admit defeat and quarrel with them. Remember, don’t persuade them at this time. The louder the noise, the more good it will be for our publicity."

"Brother, what if there is a fight?"

A student raised his hand and asked.

Jiao Quren glanced at Lu Changbo, who was sitting in the back with a stern face, and coughed dryly: "You must warn the students first, let's not do it first, as Shan Chang said, people don’t offend me... beat."

"This is tempting others to make mistakes!"

Lu Changbo muttered behind him, he felt that the students who came out of the academy were all cunning, and they did a lot of things like this kind of digging and making people step on.

"...The practical things we teach, those Confucian students look pale and weak, they can't do anything. No, they don't want to do anything, so those people feel that their children have no hope of imperial examination, and most of them are willing to let them study science... "

Jiao Triren waved his fist and said excitedly: "Everything I saw when I went out was telling us that science can do a lot! There is nothing terrible about a small official, as long as he can do it well and walk up step by step, that will be the most stable. Eunuch, better than anyone else!"

"Students must work hard, we must let science catch up with Confucianism, let them have no masters, let them become angry...work hard!"

"effort!"

The classroom was full of fists and cheers.

"A group of uneasy boys!"

Xie Jin shook his head and laughed and cursed. As the former first assistant of Confucian origin, he now has more complicated feelings for Confucianism.

"In fact, the so-called group warming depends on the timing."

Xie Jin analyzed: "For example, many people in the DPRK are now holding a group to keep warm, but that is because your Majesty and theirs have different ideas, so they must hold a group to slowly influence your Majesty."

"Baotuan must be beneficial, just like what those people are talking about nowadays, yeah! It comes from a place, and everyone clings to each other to exchange what they have. This is crony."

Fang Xing nodded and said, "So it's still the same sentence, friends but not party."

Xie Jin shook his head and said, "No, you are different. You have to form a party, otherwise these students will fall in the official career sooner or later. Will you be indifferent?"

Fang Xing said: "Yes! If you are indifferent, those people will not care about any rules, countless sets are waiting for these students to step on it. If I don't stand up for them, it is estimated that in ten years, these students will be broken. NS."

Xie Jin smiled and said: "The Confucian family dominates, but they also have internal disputes. Everyone has different interests and each unites each other. How can science be the same in the future?"

This is to teach the party how to wake up to avoid the taboo of the king.

At this moment, a person came in outside, and Fang Xing squinted his eyes, and it turned out to be Xu Jingchang.

"Duke Dingguo is going to say something to the students of the college?"

Seeing Xu Jingchang with a smug look, Fang Xing teased.

Xie Jin arched his hands into the classroom, he was not willing to deal with old dudes like Xu Jingchang.

Xu Jingchang looked at Xie Jin’s back angrily, and then said, “Today I found a few popular women to sing and dance in the Fuzhong. You ask."

Seeing Fang Xing uninterested, Xu Jingchang said: "Two of them even praised Wenbi, they are young handsome men, it's good to see them!"

As he pointed at the classroom, Fang Xing understood, and said, "If that's the case, then I'll bother you."

...

Dingguo Gongfu's regulations are not small, pavilions, towers and pavilions abound.

As the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, Dingguo Gong's Mansion is full of brilliance.

Fang Xing is not a club, Xu Jingchang intends to help, no matter what, he will have to come and cheer. If you refuse coldly, who wants to associate with you in the future.

Just drinking and watching singing and dancing with the eldest brother-in-law, Fang Xing always feels a little bit responsive, just like when his brother met when he went to prostitute.

Passed many places all the way, and finally stopped in front of a water pavilion.

There were already more than ten people sitting in the water hall. Seeing Xu Jingchang and Fang waking up, they all got up and bowed their hands.

Zhang Fu, Zhu Yong, two young men, and a few women.

After everyone's greetings, they sat in the water pavilion, Xu Jingchang asked someone to have a banquet, and then the women wanted to lean over.

Fang Xing waved his hand, and Xu Jingchang stared, "I didn't let you sleep in my house, chat, just chat."

Fang Xing helplessly, a woman walked over on her own initiative and smiled Yingying: "Qin Hong has seen his uncle."

The woman had a gentle smile and bright eyes, as if she was talking.

Fang Xing nodded, then looked at the two people in the Imperial College.

The Baijing person was called Xu Min, and when he saw Fang Xing look over, he smiled reservedly.

Some serious person is called Yang Jin, he just nodded slightly.

Interesting!

Fang Xing nodded, feeling soft around him, and said uncomfortably, "Drink and drink."

Qin Hong rolled his sleeves with his left hand, revealing a touch of tender white, and then took the jug with his right hand and poured Fang Xing's wine.

A scent of fragrance hit Fang Xing, and Fang Xing shifted his body unnaturally.

Xu Jingchang teased when he saw him: "Is Xing He Bo still afraid of it now?"

Zhu Yong, who hugged the woman next to him, also smiled and said, "Xinghe Bo, don't worry, Brother Wen Bi won't reveal it."

Zhang Fu didn't hug the woman next to him. He just smiled, believing Zhu Yong's words.

Fang Xing raised his eyebrows and said, "Fang certain will still be able to act on the scene, but the children are there. Nowadays, they rarely come out to socialize. You can do it yourself."

Xu Min and Yang Jin were obviously relaxed, and the women around them were all clinging to them.

This is the celebrity romance that many people preach.

After drinking for three rounds, Xu Jingchang said: "The students of Zhixing Academy won the official subordinates in this big battle, which is enviable. I think it will be Jane in the emperor's heart in the future."

This is an introduction. Fang Xing smiled and said, "Stop the little official. Slowly suffer."

Zhang Fu praised: "You only know that the people are suffering after you have survived. Both Emperor Taizu Gao and Emperor Wen are all instructive, lest the officials are above the top, it will inevitably give birth to the idea of ​​why not eat meat after a long time."

Zhu Yong also agreed: "There is a principle of civil and military warfare, we can also rush to kill the enemy, otherwise who will listen to you among the soldiers below? Let's talk about Uncle Xinghe, he also has many adventures, otherwise, where is the title?"

Whether this is to set the tone first, or to prefer Fang Xing's tone, this made Fang Xing more and more curious about what the two Guozijian students could say.

Slowly eating wine and vegetables, the autumn breeze blows, making people feel refreshed.

"Xing He Bo, the students toast you a cup."

Xu Min got up, holding a wine glass, and smiling.

Fang Xing pressed his hand and said, "Sit down and talk."

Xu Min drank it and sat down, and then said: "Xing He Bo, your students have read those books. In fact, many people in the Imperial College have read them. They just delve into the superficial differences."

Fang Xingqing took a sip of wine and said, "It can be valued by the wise men of the Imperial College, and Fang is flattered."

Xu Min smiled and said: "Science has many practical aspects, and it is really worth learning for my generation. Students and relatives want to enroll, but I don't know whether the next enrollment assessment of the college will be simpler."

This was to flatter Fang Xing, but Fang Xing only said indifferently: "Now Fang is no longer in charge of the academy. If you have ideas, you can try it. Mr. Xie will naturally listen to the outside world's views on the academy."

"Xing He Bo." At this time, the Yang Jin toasted and drank, "Xing He Bo, as far as students know, there are a lot of young officials who have studied science. Why don't you keep these students as professors? How about the expansion of the academy?"

"Is it worried about the expansion of the academy?"

Fang Xing looked at Xu Jingchang, Xu Jingchang was also a little stunned, then he frowned and said to Yang Jin, "What are you talking about?"

Yang Jin handed his hands: "The students took the liberty, but the students of the academy are young officials~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The students agree. Xinghebo, Mingma has already existed, so why not ask your Majesty to reopen it? ?"

Fang Xing smiled and glanced at Zhang Fu. Zhang Fu said, "The opening of the Ming School is when the dispute restarts. There are clear calculations in the pre-Tang Dynasty fashion, why not in the pre-Song Dynasty? It is because everything is inferior. Ming School is just a small official, so let it go in this dynasty. Don't talk about important matters like this."

From the sprouting of the Sui Dynasty to the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, the most prominent of the imperial examinations in all dynasties was Jinshi. Jinshi is mainly about poetry, poetry and political theory. Mingshuke... That's just a fart. Clamp it up, don't make any noise!

It doesn't matter, if Di Renjie didn't have Wu Zetian's Jianba, he would be a prime minister, let alone a prime minister, because he was born in Mingjingke.

Fang Xing nodded and said, "The so-called Ming Jing, the so-called Ming Jing, who is actually more important? You need to be really familiar with Jing Yi to do it? What can Jing Yi teach you? If you don't have the experience of a small official, what do you know? Don't understand shit!"

Fang Xing became a little impatient. He thought that today was the day of reconciliation with the Imperial College, but he didn't expect it to be a temptation. This disappointed him greatly.

But what he said was shocking, and even Zhang Fu was smiling wryly.

Are you trying to step on Confucianism in the mud?

There was silence...

Falling leaves were blown by the autumn breeze, and the yellow leaves drifted across the flushed face and immediately fell to the ground.

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