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"Really?"

"How did I not know this?"

"When did this happen?"

Meng Fanjun smiled bitterly, last year he received a letter from the Zhongshan Palace, which was written by him, wanting to re-promote Su Xue in Nanjian, that is, to let Su Shi's poems shine again. He also showed this matter to some senior teachers in Nanjian at the beginning, but these senior teachers all scoffed, they were basically cadres of the ancient literature movement, and they naturally disdained Su Xue, which was not prejudice, but in the eyes of these people in the ancient literature school, books can only be read in the two Han Dynasty and the pre-Qin Dynasty, and the books from the two Han Dynasty and the two Han Dynasty are not of much value.

This matter naturally ended, and there was no further discussion, not to mention that he was in Fengyang at that time, even if the southern eunuch agreed to him to come to study, it was impossible to come.

Moreover, after returning to Suzhou, Chen Musa and Wei Guogong jointly escorted him to study in the south, and the main purpose of this time was to put him under the protection of the Zhongshan Palace, although most of the Jiangnan was under the jurisdiction of the Zhongshan Palace, but the real territory controlled by the Zhongshan Palace was mainly Nanjing.

Meng Fanjun agreed, and the guarantor's status was special, so he couldn't refuse. However, he didn't tell the people below, he just wanted to secretly recruit him when the time came, and it wouldn't be noticeable, and once this matter passed, everyone wouldn't mention it again. I never thought that someone who originally disdained to accept it would come up with such a poem, Meng Fanjun hinted that he was glad that he was doing the right thing in private.

He smiled and said: "This person is none other than the one who wanted to promote Su Xue in our southern prison last year, you should have an impression of this person, right?"

"Well, it seems like there's such a thing. ”

"Yes, but are they the same person? I read the letter at the time, and I felt like an arrogant teenager who didn't know the height of the sky. ”

"Maybe that's not arrogance, but really capable, we may be blind. ”

Besides, the impression that the letter gave them was not bad, but that it was too bad, and they were simply arrogant, and they dared to advocate something in front of them to promote Su Xue, isn't this a great rebellion? If such a person appeared in front of them, they would all want to slap him a few times and then strangle him to death.

Therefore, Meng Fanjun later agreed to let him enter the southern prison for further study, but he decided privately, and he didn't dare to tell the people below at all, and now the secret box has been pierced, and it can only be announced to the public.

Although he is a sacrificial wine, that is, the principal of Nanjian, the fourth grade of the emperor's order, it is not difficult to recruit a student, but it is a bit special, he has offended a group of teachers before he has entered the school, he has to consider the feelings of the people below, if the backlash is too strong, he is not good at overpowering people.

"What do you mean by Lord Sake?" a senior teacher asked.

For them, Meng Fanjun did not dare to regard them as his subordinates, but got along with them like classmates in the same year, with academics and friendship, otherwise people would leave if they slapped their butts, the world is big, and there are foster places everywhere, who is rare in your place.

"I don't mean anything else, I'm afraid that after this poem manuscript reaches the capital, those people in the northern prison will know about it, and there may be nothing to do with us. Meng Fanjun said indifferently.

"No, people must not let the North Prison get it, and they must hold it in our hands. Didn't Lord Sacrificial Wine say that this student was already one of our people? Then don't you have to worry about the North Prison coming to rob you. ”

"I said that he was a member of the Southern Prison, but he gave a verbal answer at the beginning, but there was no paperwork, and there was no restraint on this student, and he could now devote himself to other institutions at any time. Meng Fanjun said.

"Without further ado, hurry up and write the paperwork and recruit him to study with us. ”

"Is that what you mean?" Meng Fanjun wanted this sentence.

There are a total of twelve senior teachers here, you look at me, I look at you, obviously the opinions are not completely unified, some people are still holding grudges and advocating Su Xue, this is singing against them, in the future, when they enter the school, maybe they will make trouble.

"It seems that there is a disagreement, it's still the old way, let's vote by a show of hands. Meng Fanjun proposed.

As a result, eight of the twelve raised their hands and agreed to be recruited immediately and entered the southern prison, while four did not raise their hands, and the minority obeyed the majority, and the matter of entering the southern prison was decided. In the afternoon, the enrollment documents were passed out on a fast horse, not to Besides, but to Chen Musa.

"Old master, the things you explained have finally been completed, so let this little guy come to me to make trouble in the Heavenly Palace. Meng Fanjun watched the messenger leave, and his heart was full of indescribable happiness.

As soon as the messenger left the gate of the southern prison, another messenger rushed over and handed Meng Fanjun a letter.

Meng Fanjun looked at the cover and couldn't help but say to himself: "If Wang Ruofei actually sent me a letter, for some reason, isn't he bent on building his garden?"

Wang Ruofei is the prince of Suzhou, the owner of the Humble Administrator's Garden, and he is also a big man in Suzhou.

Meng Fanjun opened the envelope, took out the letter and read it, he couldn't help laughing, it turned out that this benevolent brother actually sent the letter quickly, just to sponsor him to enter the southern prison, and the letter praised his conduct to the sky. Moreover, the poem is naturally attached to it, and it is also praised as Li Bai's regeneration, and Dongpo is second.

Meng Fanjun smiled slightly, picked up the pen and wrote a brief reply, to the effect that it was late, someone had already escorted it last year. I'll talk about it the next day.

After sending the letter away, the secretary of the Guozijian hurriedly visited and asked in a panic: "Lord Sacrificial Wine, I heard that you have issued a recruitment document, and immediately recruit that student named Besides to study in our South Prison?"

Meng Fanjun nodded, this is his deputy, and he is also the official of the deputy fourth grade, the vice principal of Guozijian.

When he studied whether to recruit and enroll, he didn't tell this secretary, because he felt that he would not be hindered here, and the most important thing was those senior teachers, whose official name was Dr. Guozi, which could be understood as tenured professors at the university, and they had official ranks.

The Zijian of the North and South Kingdoms is not only the highest institution of learning in the country, but also the official yamen, and many of the schools in it are no different from those in the yamen.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Meng Fanjun asked.

"If it was before, there was nothing wrong, but now a poem by this student has spread all over Suzhou, and Nanjing is also spreading very warmly, and we have a few poets here who believe that this poem is plagiarism, and it is impossible for a seventeen-year-old boy to make it, so they are looking for all Tang poems, all Song poems, and all Yuan poems. So it's better to send someone to chase it back. ”

"Is plagiarism possible?" Meng Fanjun also considered this question, and finally vetoed this possibility, this student's teacher is Chen Zhengjun, the head of Chen's science, how can his disciples plagiarize other people's works? If this is the case, it is really a scandal of the century in Shilin.

"It's hard for me to say for sure, but I think it's better to be cautious. After all, this person is only seventeen years old, and it is doubtful that a teenager has written such a profound poem. Si Ye said.

Si Ye's concerns are not unreasonable, and he doesn't want Nanjian to become the laughing stock of the world.

"This is not necessarily, Su Shi is the first in the middle of the scholars, and the article shocked the world, and it was not big at that time. Bai Taifu (Ju Yi) was eighteen-year-old in the middle of the Jinshi Gaodi, named the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, the glory is incomparable, he wrote the famous poem 'Leaving the Grass on the Plain' is not much bigger, right?"

The article written by Su Shi during the Jinshi exam shocked the world, and all the examiners were shocked, especially the chief examiner Ouyang Xiu, who was even more impressed, saying that he also wanted to let Su Shi take his head.

After reading the test papers, the emperor returned to the palace in surprise and said to the queen: I just selected a sage prime minister for your son. After hearing this, the queen thanked the court.

A few days later, the emperor discussed with his close ministers to directly appoint Su Shi as prime minister, although there was no precedent in all dynasties, but Su Shi was able to learn enough to be the prime minister.

Several prime ministers also agreed, and in the end, Fu Bi persuaded that Su Shi was still young, although he was unparalleled in learning, but he was put into the key too early, which was not conducive to his future growth, and he should be cultivated step by step.

Fu Bi was highly respected at that time, and the emperor heard him say this, so he had to dispel the idea of directly appointing Su Shi as prime minister, at that time Dongpo was only one step away from the prime minister, and then he had a rough life, and he never became the prime minister, but his younger brother Su Zhe became a Shangshu Youcheng, that is, one of the prime ministers.

As for Bai Juyi, it is also legendary. When he first arrived in Chang'an, he went to meet Han Yu, the leader of the literary league, and presented it to Han Yu with his poem "Farewell to the Ancient Grass".

Han Yu despised him very much, thinking that he was too young and his achievements would not be high, and when he saw that his name was Bai Juyi, he joked: "Chang'an Mizhu Xingui, it is difficult to live in Yi." ”

When he finished reading Bai Juyi's poem, he saw that "the wildfire burns inexhaustibly, and the spring breeze blows and grows." I couldn't help but applaud the case, and said: "You have this ability, you can live easily in Chang'an." ”

Soon after, Bai Juyi entered high school, only eighteen years old, which can be described as a young man's ambition, soaring to the top, and no one can compare with him for a while.

Meng Fanjun said these two examples, that is, although he is young, he cannot be evidence of plagiarism, where are the examples of Bai Juyi and Su Dongpo, young talents, the amount is difficult to estimate.

Meng Fanjun was speechless, but he always felt that the people around him could be compared with the sages of the world, and he always felt that he was not very down-to-earth.

"Do you know who this student's teacher is? Meng Fanjun added.

"Chen Zhengjun's disciple? That shouldn't be a big problem. Si Ye heard that he was a student of Chen Musa, so he hurriedly changed his words. Now he also feels that the possibility of plagiarism basically does not exist, and physicists are the most disciplined in morality, and since they are Chen Musa's disciples, this self-discipline ability should still exist.

"Did the search for those poets stop?" Si Ye asked again.

"No, they can check it if they want, and it can also let them review the ancient poems again. Meng Fanjun said with a smile.

Thinking of the scene of those people sweating like rain, Meng Fanjun was overjoyed. There are people everywhere who like to drill the horns of cows, only let them drill to their heart's content, if you drag him, not only can you not pull it out, but also make sure to be in a hurry with you.

At that time, there was no Internet, no computer retrieval function, and they could only check and compare one by one, and all the poems of the Tang, Song and Yuan dynasties were also vast, and they were in it day and night, anxious, like looking for a lighthouse on the dark sea.