In late January, the snow scene in Luoyang City has not yet dispersed, and there is some snow on the eaves and the ground, which still looks white.

Printing Supervision Office.

On the top of an elegant side hall, Mu Jing is wearing a big jacket, sitting cross-legged, adding some firewood to the stove, there is no air conditioning and no ground gas in these years, and he can only rely on giving birth to a pot of charcoal to keep warm, and sitting opposite Mu Jing is Xi Zhicai.

"The Scholars have thrown in the towel?"

Xi Zhicai carefully looked at the sales performance of these Tianjingping Study, and after half a ring, he raised his head, looked at Mu Jing, and said in a deep voice.

"Do you think they're going to throw in the towel?"

Mu Jing put his hands on the stove and roasted, lazily said.

"No!"

Xi Zhicai shook his head, he knew the Shi clan very well: "Their pride will not allow the artifact that can show the future of Confucianism and Taoism to fall into the hands of others, and they will definitely not let go of this movable type printing!" ”

"That's right!" Mu Jing said: "I, the seal supervisor, have changed several groups of people in less than ten days, and they are hard and soft!" ”

"Soft knives hurt more!"

Xi Zhicai said.

"No one is wooing you?"

"Yes!" Xi Zhicai said: "I just asked a teacher of Yingchuan Academy to pull out and reprimand him yesterday, and then even coaxed me to do internal response and send this movable type printing out!" ”

"Didn't say yes?"

"I want to agree, but I'm always a little unwilling!" Xi Zhicai said calmly: "This movable type printing technology can't be hidden sooner or later, it will be a matter of time before it falls into their hands, but sooner or later it is completely different, I can't become a sinner for Shilin's progress, the later they get it, the more hope there is for the poor scholars in this world!" ”

"Then you're going to have a hard time!"

Mu Jing had some schadenfreude.

"Life hasn't been good since I leaned on you!" Xi Zhicai said: "I regret it now, I shouldn't have met you in the first place!" ”

"Or you'll get on the boat!"

Mu Jing said half jokingly, half seriously.

Xi Zhicai is a great talent, since ancient times, he is proud, the more talented he is, the more arrogant he is, and he wants him to take refuge, but it's not so simple, what Xi Zhicai does these days is only half of the favor, half for Jingping Study, not for Mujing at all.

"The fox's tail is exposed!" Xi Zhicai glanced at him and said.

"I have never hidden my ambition for Brother Zhicai, and I have always been above board!"

Mu Jing said very sincerely.

"I haven't graduated yet, and I haven't reached the time to enter the office, so there's no hurry for this matter!" Xi Zhicai politely refused, but left a slipknot and didn't say anything to death, that is, Mu Jing still hoped to recruit him.

"Okay, Brother Zhicai, as long as you remember, the door of my Mu family will always be open for you!"

Mu Jing smiled and didn't force it.

There are some things that need to be figured out slowly, as long as Xi Zhicai has not joined other people's formation, he still has a chance to convince him, besides, it is not an era of princes, and many strategists are not ready to take refuge in one person at all, but are full of desire to go out of office and enjoy the temple.

"Although this time you have passed this hurdle, but the Shi clan is the Shi clan after all, the Yuan clan of the fourth and third princes, the Hedong Wei clan, the Hongnong Yang clan, and the Hanoi Sima ...... These are all families that have been standing for hundreds of years, and the scholar clan is not so simple, you still have to be careful! ”

Xi Zhi thought about it for a while, and still instructed.

"Of course I know!"

Mu Jing's eyes burst out with a cold glow: "They endured this breath for the time being, it's not me, but the Son of Heaven, they don't want to be caught by the Son of Heaven, so they will naturally be quieter, so let me go for the time being, but once the Son of Heaven ......"

He didn't say some words, I believe Xi Zhicai can also understand them.

"Could it be ......" Xi Zhicai's face was shocked.

"The news in the palace, the situation is not very good, just this month, I have fainted several times, Zhang Rang killed the Tai Hospital wave after wave, but I can't stop some people with a heart!" Mujing Road.

"The world is worried about external and internal troubles, only the Son of Heaven decides, if at this time...... I'm afraid the world is going to be chaotic! ”

Xi Zhicai's vision is outstanding, and he has already seen the future of the imperial court.

"Mother is going to get married, it's going to rain, what can we do!"

Mu Jing said: "I just hope that this day will come later, otherwise once this balance is broken, let alone this Yang City, I am afraid that the whole world will fall into the scourge of swords, and it is unknown where I will go at that time!" ”

"Four hundred years of great Han, brilliant Tianwei, how did you fall to this!"

Xi Zhicai sighed, and asked the sky a little speechlessly.

……

……

In the sixth year of Zhongping, the first day of February.

Too learned.

Mu Jing was dressed in a Confucian robe and walked on the corridor with a graceful demeanor.

Today is the day of his first day of study, his identity is a companion, when the second son of today's son, the companion of the prince's association, this is not a good errand, but the holy decree is given, it is not okay not to do it.

Before, he thought that he was going to enter the palace to accompany him.

But I didn't expect to learn too much.

He didn't want to come again when he came to this place, he was too depressed, even more depressed than when he was in high school in his previous life, there are so many old masters here, just pull one out, and you can train him for ten or eight years.

He and Taixue are really inextricably linked.

"Minister, Mu Jing, meet His Royal Highness the Second Prince!" Mu Jing walked to a study, went to the Mingyue study, looked up and saw two teenagers, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, a child about eight or nine years old, he hurriedly stepped forward and saluted, the smaller one should be the prince association, the prince association is only eight years old, it should be him.

"You're Mujing?"

This little boy is really Liu Xie, his eyes are very smart, and he looks at Mu Jing carefully.

Mu Jing has been famous in Luoyang City these days, which makes many children of the scholar clan grit their teeth, and many rumors that Liu Xie has heard a lot in the palace, and the person who can make him let his father and emperor praise it should be good, so he is particularly interested.

"It's exactly under it!"

Mu Jing arched his hand, his eyes looked at Liu Xie and then at the young man standing beside Liu Xie, who was also wearing a Taixue Confucian robe, but it looked a little deep: "His Royal Highness the Second Prince, this is ......"

"Pastoral companion read, this is my royal brother!" Although Liu Xie is only eight years old, he is very clever, and his sophistication is a little more sophisticated than that of the prince.

"It turned out to be His Royal Highness the Great Prince, Jing was rude, and I ask His Highness for forgiveness!"

Mu Jing's heart trembled, and he immediately knew who this person was, the short-lived son of heaven, a tragedy in history, after Emperor Ling, Emperor Han, Emperor Shao of Han.

"Pastoral companions don't have to be polite to read!"

Although Liu Wei seems to be a little older, he is only about fourteen or fifteen years old, in modern times, officially the age of a second-year teenager, he looked at Mu Jing's deep affection and was obviously a little angry, and his voice was quite cold: "The big name that Mu Companion reads is listening to this prince every day, you can make this prince's uncle angry!" ”

"The minister doesn't quite understand what His Royal Highness the Great Prince said!"

Mu Jing understood, this is what came to Xingshi to ask for sin.

He Jin is too inferior, and he actually used Liu Wei's hand to press him, and he really did everything.

"Humph!"

Liu Wei snorted coldly, in his consciousness, Mu Jing had already been classified as a bad guy by him.

Mu Jing is helpless, this kind of royal child is the most difficult to serve.

"You're all here!"

Cai Yong walked in and looked at the three of them with an indifferent expression.

He didn't expect the Son of Heaven to send the two princes to Taixue, this is not a favor, it is simply a disaster, the prince is not good at waiting, he can't beat and scold, and he has to teach with his heart.

The most important thing is that the two princes are also in super trouble.

Pastoral scenes.

This person who stirred up the wind and rain in Luoyang, Cai Yong didn't want to deal with it the most, accepting him was equivalent to receiving a disaster, and the future Taixue could not be peaceful.

"Meet Cai Saijiu!"

The three of them hurriedly saluted.

In front of Cai Yong, even the two princes did not dare to hold it, after all, this is a giant of Shilin and a world-renowned Confucian.

Mu Jing didn't dare to be presumptuous.

"Sit!"

After Cai Yongpan sat down, he said indifferently to the three positions in front of him.

"No!"

The three of them sat on their knees.

"Since Your Majesty has an edict, I should receive the order, but since you are the son of Taixue, you must respect my rules of Taixue, I will not open up because of the identity of your two princes, nor will I be afraid of your identity as a seal supervisor!"

Cai Yong came up with a dismount, killed three young men and trembled.

"Dr. Chen Su!"

"Meet the sacrificial wine!" A middle-aged Confucian walked in outside.

"In the future, the three of them will be the students of your Tianshu class!" Cai Yong said.

After Cai Yong reorganized Taixue, Taixue's reputation fell a lot compared to the past, and the imperial court did not pull out much funds, and the enrollment was naturally not much, but there were only seven classes, named after the Big Dipper, headed by Tianshu, to put it bluntly, this is an elite class.