Taishan Academy is located in the middle of the city's mountains and rivers - backed by Thousand Buddha Mountain and facing Daming Lake, which makes people who have lived here for a long time very proud. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the past, most of the students in and out of the academy were dressed in Confucian costumes, and their gestures of famous scholars and the occasional words they uttered when they talked and laughed were all imitated by children and young people in the neighborhood.

Therefore, these students are extremely proud, and of course, there is no lack of proud capital.

But today, in the face of a nine-year-old girl, the students have the feeling of "frog in the well".

The increasing number of onlookers forced the patrolling officials to stay here and set up sticks and knives, intending to deter the people and students, and to come in handy in case of trouble.

"The mountain chief is here!" I don't know who shouted, causing a small commotion among the students.

"The mountain chief is here."

The appearance of Kong Shanchang also stirred up the anticipation of the people who eat melons. The students blocking the gate held their breath and quickly made way for a passage.

It was not only the mountain chief who came, but also Mr. Ji and other teachers.

Not surprisingly, Qinglan looked at Shang Mingyu's worried eyes. Last night, Mingyu didn't go home, and went back to the academy with Mr. Ji directly.

"What's going on?" Chief Kong Shanchang was not angry and arrogant, so frightened that all the students did not dare to come out.

It's really ~~~ unproductive! Qinglan was completely speechless to these students, and she really looked like a soft persimmon.

"Jing Huan, you say." Kong Shanchang looked around, and he knew that as soon as the emperor list was released, Shu Qinglan was a big troublemaker.

Yo, this Jing Huan is quite good in the academy.

"I see," Kong Shanchang did not immediately express his position after listening to the cause and effect, but said to Qinglan: "You continue, let's listen too." The latter sentence is addressed to the gentlemen.

Next Olympics! Qinglan was so angry that she wanted to burst into a foul mouth, why did she use my mouth to plug other people's mouths. You scholars are really hypocritical, when you still want to set up an archway, you don't want to offend the above, and you want to appease the students below without much effort, and I Shu Qinglan is here to be a target, let you piupiupiupiuu...

Qinglan looked at the unkind faces in front of her, and suddenly wrapped the green skin of a pea shooter, and kept sending peas at her, hitting herself, and she still "dared" head-on...

Thirteen also found out, this is to push Qinglan out... Alas, it seems that the father is well aware of the temperament of these scholars who claim to be saints, and there is no doubt about it.

Jing Huan seemed to have found the backbone of his heart all of a sudden, and he smiled with confidence and confidence.

Thirteen / Xiaobao: Under...

Cut~~~ The villain has the ambition, see how my sister will abuse you later!

"You mentioned the culture of the Yi people just now, what does Miss Shu think about this?" Jing Huan still doesn't believe it, he has also read Yiren's book, and there is no smoothness throughout the text, and he doesn't know four or six.

"I don't dare to call it a high opinion, but Qinglan has a few words of truth, and she doesn't vomit or be unhappy." Qinglan stepped to the top of the steps and said to everyone: "Dashun is very large, the land is vast, the population is large, and our culture is also broad and profound, with a long history. But have you ever thought about a question, Dashun is so good, if she is compared to an elephant, and the small country of the Yi people is compared to an ant, the elephant does not put the ant in his eyes, but the ant regards the elephant as a hearty meal. No matter how big the elephant is, it can't withstand the swarms of ants, if they unite to devour Dashun, how can we resist it? ”

In a word, the audience was panicked.

The brow of the tolerance patrol can kill flies, this schoolgirl, openly talking about the military of the country, bewitching the people!

Thirteen secrets: Be prepared for danger in times of peace, be prepared, and be prepared. This is what my father taught himself and his eldest brother.

"Why would they unite to attack Dashun, nonsense!" Jing Huan also frowned, feeling that Qinglan was too bold and dared to openly question the imperial power and military affairs!

"Interests, there are no eternal enemies, no eternal friends, only eternal interests."

Kong Shangxian's heart was in an uproar, this woman should not be underestimated! It's just that... His eyes drifted to Ji Zhaoya as if he didn't have any, was this taught by Ji Zhaoya, or did she think it herself?

Jing Huan didn't know how to refute it for a while, "Even if they unite together, what will they use to offend me!" "You can know that my Dashun soldiers are strong and strong, there is a righteous army in the northeast, the Lin family in the northwest, and the Wang family in the southwest, how can I be casually wiped out!

"Aggression is more than force. Real guns and live ammunition are really the best policy. ”

"Oh?" Chief Kong couldn't help but ask, "What's the best policy?" ”

Everyone present held their breath and stared, waiting for Shu Qinglan to give some shocking answer.

"The inside should be the outside. In the name of tribute, he imported tobacco and opium into Dashun and opened a tobacco house," Qinglan remembered the harm of opium, "without spending a single soldier, you can make millions of soldiers like wasters; Occupy our island by means of lease, and when the time comes, foreign guns and artillery will attack from the sea..."

"Shut up!" Mr. Ji interrupted Qinglan's words, and Qinglan realized that everyone's faces were terrifying, especially Thirteen, who looked like they were going to eat people.

Qinglan didn't know that at this time, there was indeed tobacco and soil to pay tribute, and the pirates along the coast of Dashun were rampant, most of them were Westerners.

For a moment, there was a solemn silence.

"Joke, won't my people resist in Dashun?" Jing Huan retorted dryly, he was unwilling to let everyone be bluffed by Qinglan, although he had never thought about this kind of problem, in his opinion, the death of the soldiers, the death of the army, and the war were all the business of the generals.

"No, the people will only hide, they will only run." The first reaction of untrained people when they encounter danger is to run away, which is human nature and is understandable.

Yes, Kong Shangxian knew better than anyone present that if there was really a foreign invasion, the common people would not fight head-on.

"You mean, the foreigners who come to Dashun are all fine-grained?" Jing Huan found out the ambiguity in Shu Qinglan's words and dug a pit for her to jump.

"Not necessarily." Qinglan was in a heavy mood for a while, such a topic is difficult to make people happy.

"Then you can get them out!" As soon as Jing Huan's words came out, he immediately received the support of all the students.

Pig brains! "And then close the country?" Qinglan hated that iron could not become steel, "How long can you escape like this?" Coward! ”

"What do you think?" As soon as Kong Shanchang raised his hand, Jing Huan was like a puffer fish that was about to explode by the neck, and the sharp scales were all outside.

"Powerful, so powerful that no one dares to try." Qinglan's eyes looked into the distance, and the image of the artillery fire was still vivid.

"Too much armament will only cost the people and money!" Kong Shangxian couldn't tell for a while whether he was disappointed or what, yes, he shouldn't have expected that a nine-year-old child could have any good way.

"Yes, so not only must be well-armed, but also the country and the people should be strong, especially let more people read and be reasonable, so that they will not be deceived by outsiders." Qinglan is not a warmonger, and she must have armaments, but improving the quality of her citizens is the top priority. More high-quality labor represents more creativity and the rise of emerging industries in the future, and only by walking at the forefront of the world will it not be eliminated.

"So what kind of evening literacy classes do you suggest? Free classes for men and women under the age of 20? ”

Qinglan did not answer positively, but said solemnly: "If the youth is strong, the country will be strong, if the youth is wise, if the youth is rich, if the youth is rich, and if the youth progresses, the country will progress, so education should be popularized and should start from the baby." “

A sentence of youth is strong, igniting the passion and enthusiasm of everyone present, at this moment, Shu Qinglan is no longer an ordinary woman in their eyes, she is still a student, a scholar who shows off her talents and fame, representing the future and hope of Dashun!

Kong Shanchang gave a salute to Qing Lan, and Qing Lan was so frightened that she hurriedly jumped away, but was frozen by Kong Shanchang's meaningful eyes.

The students stared at Qinglan in a complicated way, but they didn't expect that this little girl from the countryside, whose vision and courage were not inferior to that of men, could make an exception for the academy to accept her, not for nothing.

After the mountain chief and the gentlemen left, the onlookers and the masses also dispersed, but the remarks of the young man spread all over Jinan City at once.

"What does this have to do with writing horizontally?" The second monk of Xiaobaozhang was puzzled, what was going on with these people, and he left without asking.

Qinglan froze and said vaguely: "It's convenient for communication, internationalization, foreigners write like this." ”

Thirteen: No wonder... Some foreign books are translated in a mess.

Qinglan looked up at the four gilded characters of "Taishan Academy", and sighed: "It's really not easy to get in, this is more tiring than fighting monsters." ”

"If you don't report it again, Master will only be more terrifying than a monster!" Xiaobao reminded the two.

Thinking of what Mr. Ji told herself last night, Qinglan wanted to knock herself out immediately!

Mr. Ji taught the little apprentice yesterday: "If you use it, you will do it, and if you give it up, you will hide it. You must know that if you say too much, you will lose, and disaster will come from your mouth. ”

How did you promise at the time? "The disciples must remember the Master's teachings."

It's miserable, today's thing... Even...

Alas~~~ Qing Lansheng sighed lovelessly and walked to the gate, Master, this pass is not easy!

Stepping through the high threshold and passing through the shadow back wall engraved with the Analects, the first thing that catches your eye is a tall statue of Confucius, with his hands folded on his chest, with a gentle and polite expression, standing in the middle of the courtyard, surrounded by flowers and plants, like a small flower bed.

Around the wide courtyard, there is a circle of hand-copying verandahs, and the red light of the flying fairy seats is shining. At the end of the courtyard of the gate, the double-layer eaves hall of the sky, the high gate and the big tile, the end is solemn and solemn, and the falling dragon decorated on the eaves is lifelike, as if it will fly out immediately.

The academy occupies a wide area, the big mansion of the four entrances, the left and right sides of the main courtyard have a flat sandwich road that can pass the car, there are six small courtyards in the east and west, the main courtyard of the last one is the residence of Kong Shanchang, and the garden next to it is connected with several small courtyards that are the bedrooms of gentlemen. There are two back cover rooms at the back of the main courtyard, and there are people living in the door bucket (public servants in the school) and other people.

Except for the small courtyard in the northwest corner, which is for the unmeritorious female students, the other five courtyards are where the students take classes, divided into five grades, with a total of seventy-two classrooms.

Qinglan and other twenty freshmen all attend classes in the Donglin Academy in the northeast corner, and their main teacher (Four Books and Five Classics) is Mr. Ji.

The rules of Taishan Academy are very humane, a gentleman can take 20 students, one election every year, and the teacher can be changed halfway. The gentleman can also choose his own disciples, and these disciples often do not change the tutor, but they can go to other gentlemen's places to observe, as long as it does not affect their schoolwork.

In addition to the compulsory courses, there are many elective courses in the college, which are not used as part of the examination, but only as after-school supplements or interest classes.

Qinglan looked at her class schedule full of black lines, in addition to the four compulsory classes every morning, Mr. Ji also chose piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, tea ceremony poetry club, riding archery, astronomy and geography.

I'm dripping mom, this is going to tire me to death!

"Master..."Qinglan is low, hoping that Mr. can open the net.

"I see that you have plenty of time for the teacher, and you still have the leisure to study Yiren culture, I think it's because you have too little schoolwork." Mr. Ji was indifferent, "In this case, why don't we learn more about our own things, learn the rules well, and deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors one day!" ”

This was said very seriously, and Xiaobao stared at Qinglan in fear. Thirteen thought about it for a long time, but still didn't say anything, if the two of them opened their mouths to help her speak at this time, they were afraid that it would add fuel to the fire, and maybe the husband would be even more angry.

Qinglan wanted to cry without tears, but she couldn't say that the matter of the day, she could have solved it directly with her husband, but she regarded herself as self-righteous and self-righteous, and she couldn't stand the excitement of others... Forbearance, forbearance, let's start learning it from now on.

It's just that... So much schoolwork means that I have only two quarters of an hour of rest from 6 a.m. to 6 p.m., and the day is going to die!!

Master, I was wrong, I shouldn't have been quick for a while, you told me to hide, but on the first day... famous.

Shu Qinglan fought all the students with her tongue and became famous in one battle, but most people felt that a woman was so sharp-tongued and lost her morality, so most of the students ignored her when they saw her, or whispered behind her back.

Fortunately, Qinglan has too much schoolwork, and she has no time to take care of other people's estrangement and gossip, she is now a veritable little spinning top, every day is either in class, or on the way to class, but many students secretly admire, Mr. Ji's high apprentice is different, can so much schoolwork be completed?

The answer is yes, sometimes Thirteen sleeps at night, goes to the back room to put water, and can see through the wall shadow that the light in Qinglan's room is still on.

Thirteen secretly warned himself, don't mess with Mr. Ji, this means of cleaning up people... Gao Mingna~~~

I don't know if it was the debate that day that convinced Jing Huan to lose, anyway, he was one of the few people in the academy who greeted Qinglan, sometimes the two of them went to class together, and they would say a sentence or two, which made Thirteen and Xiaobao very unhappy (* ̄〈 ̄)

Are you familiar with you? Hypocritical!

I originally thought that there was so much schoolwork, and I was busy all day long, so I shouldn't get into any trouble.

But if you don't mess with this thing, it will come to you. (To be continued.) )