The song and dance performance turned into assassination, and this episode Zongxiu has seen too much on the TV series.

Seeing that Yi was holding the soft sword, Zong Xiu only thought that she was going to assassinate the eunuchs in the audience, and urged Cheng Huailiang to save people.

After all, this is ancient times, but whenever a big official dies in a place, everyone present will be called to investigate, maybe there will be a torture or something.

Cheng Huailiang laughed: "Sect assistant don't be impatient, everyone Yi is going to perform her best sword dance." ”

After Yi threw away the pipa on the stage, the singers who accompanied him retreated to the stage one after another.

On the huge circular stage, Yi Qingqing held the sword in one hand, and with the change of lotus steps, the dance steps swirled, and the soft sword in his hand turned into a ball of silver light.

The sword light flickered, like a dragon.

The dance steps became faster and faster, the sword light became faster and faster, the red dress flew, the clothes fluttered, and finally turned into a row of red shadows, flashing around the round platform.

The spectators in the audience, the nobles in the private room applauded one after another, and directly threw out the money, but after a while, it was piled up on the side of the stage.

Zong Xiu sniffed and said enviously: "What a cash cow, I am afraid that this reward will be earned is something that ordinary people dare not imagine in their lifetime." ”

Cheng Huailiang sneered: "Don't say that in a lifetime, ordinary people can't earn it even in ten lifetimes." This is still the premise that everyone is only selling art. If there was no ban, everyone would be able to sweep the couch and welcome guests, and half of the people in Chang'an City would be willing to scatter their wealth for her and be the first guest to enter the curtain. ”

"Uh...... She only sells art? Zong Xiu's eyes lit up.

"She is the daughter of a criminal minister of the former court, and by the will of His Majesty, let her be a slave here, and be a widow for a lifetime, who dares to approach her? Just now, those officials who shouted to redeem themselves for her and beg for a night of clouds and rain, that is, mouth flowers, if everyone Yi really nodded, they would run faster than rabbits one by one. ”

After speaking, Cheng Huailiang shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity, it's a pity that such a beautiful person." ”

Jong-so: ......

What a lot of hatred, how much resentment, this old Li is too unkind.

On the round platform, Yi poured out the dance, put away his sword and stood, and thanked the spectators who gave the reward.

It was at this time that Zong Xiu saw Yi Yi's face clearly.

What kind of face is this......

Even if the country is captivating and the country is fragrant, it cannot be fully written; Looking at the surrounding body, there seems to be a light haze and a trance, different from mortal people; Emei is like a distant mountain, apricot eyes are shining, jade nose is slightly shrugging, and snow-skinned flowers look fairy......

Zong Xiu was stupid, in his past and present lives, he had never seen such a graceful person.

"The soul is back~ The soul is back!"

Cheng Huailiang stretched out his hand and dangled in front of Zong Xiu's eyes, and teased: "Assistant Teacher Zong, everyone is gone, has your soul gone with you?" ”

"Hey~" Zong Xiu sighed faintly: "After seeing this, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep for a long time, if she can redeem herself, it would be great." ”

"Do you want to redeem yourself for the Yi family?"

Cheng Huailiang was stunned for a moment, and then laughed mercilessly: "I just drank a few cups of horse urine, and I started dreaming of spring and autumn?" Not to mention that you are an arithmetic teaching assistant, from the small officials under the nine grades, the monthly money is not enough to buy a box of rouge gouache. Even if your family has mountains of gold and silver, without His Majesty's holy decree, who would dare to let her go? ”

Zong Xiu: "......"

He knew that Cheng Huailiang was telling the truth, but the truth was too hurtful.

Cheng Huailiang patted Zong Xiu's shoulder and said, "According to the rules, I respect you as a master, and now I have drunk the wine, if it is not enough, I will directly tell the turtle slave about the expenses here in the future." The requirements are not high, but in the future, if you take the arithmetic test of the college, just give me an excellent score. Hehe, if you dare to play tricks, then don't blame the master for not giving you face. ”

Cheng Huailiang pushed the door straight and left, leaving Zong Xiu alone in a daze.

The wine woke up, his mind was also clear, and he dared to love everything because he thought too much.

How true is the relationship at the wine table? One drink becomes a brother, that's! From beginning to end, they didn't take him seriously at all.

To put it bluntly, this wine is Cheng Huailiang trying to pass the test and sell him face.

Zong Xiu, who wanted to understand the causal relationship, walked downstairs with a cold face.

The turtle slave at the door had already been instructed, and when he saw Zong Xiu coming out, he immediately greeted him warmly: "Childe, is this leaving?" Do you want to arrange a sedan chair? ”

"No!"

Zong Xiu walked out of the gate of Yi Feng Pavilion and walked blindly on the street.

Although the night is thick, there are still idle pedestrians and hawkers who work in the dark in the west market of Chang'an.

Zong Xiu found a pedestrian to inquire about the direction of Guozijian, and went straight to Guozijian.

He had just crossed, and he had nothing to do, and the Guozijian was his only place to go.

By the time Zong Xiu found Guozijian, the eastern sky was already white, and most of the wet robes on his body were dry.

Guozijian is located outside the imperial city, next to the imperial palace. As the highest university in Datang, the security aspect is also first-class.

Before Zong Xiu walked to the door of the Guozi Prison, he was stopped by the guards on duty shouting: "What person! Hold it! If you get closer, you will release the arrow. ”

Zong Xiu hurriedly stopped in place and shouted: "Your own people, don't let go of the arrow!" My name is Zong Xiu, and I'm a new assistant professor of arithmetic. ”

A guard wearing Mingguang armor walked over and said politely, "Is there a document of appointment as proof?" ”

"Yes, yes, you wait for me to find it."

Zong Xiu really has the appointment document issued by the ministry, and there is Lao Li's jade pen Zhu Approval on it.

Although the arithmetic assistant is only a minor official from Jiupin, he is also an official of the highest university in the Tang Dynasty. It stands to reason that Taishou of Wuwei County is not qualified to recommend talents to teach in Guozijian.

can't stop Zong Xiu's luck.

The owner of the body worn by Zong Xiu's soul is known as a talent in his hometown, and he was injured because of resisting the Qiang bandits, so that he missed the Spring Exam, and now that the Tang Dynasty has not been established for a long time, the world has not completely returned to the heart.

In this way, Wuwei County Taishou tried to recommend, and Lao Li was even more willing to be a favor in order to accept the hearts of the world's scholars, and directly jade pen Zhu criticized, a big stroke, and said: Wuwei County's talented son Zongxiu has merit in killing the enemy, and he deserves to be rewarded.

For Lao Li, the whole thing is just one more petty official from the ninth grade. There are hundreds of thousands of officials in the Tang Dynasty, and it is a good deal to exchange a small official position from Jiupin for a soldier in the world.

So the official form went vigorously: a letter of recommendation, an appointment document, and an urgent report of good news for 800 miles.

Zong Xiu took off the burden on his back and found a crumpled envelope that had been blistered, which contained a letter of recommendation from the Taishou of Wuwei County and an appointment document issued by the ministry.

After the guard checked the appointment documents, he asked Zong Xiu for a plate, and after careful verification, he immediately squeezed out a flattering smile: "It turned out to be Zong Assistant, I was rude before, please forgive me." ”

As he spoke, the guard stretched out his hand to take Zong Xiu's burden, led Zong Xiu inside, and said as he walked: "My lord, you came early, and the Lord of the Sacrificial Wine has not yet arrived, why don't I lead you around first to familiarize yourself with the environment?" ”

Zong Xiu didn't sleep all night, and now he just wants to find a place to rest, and says, "Brother Guard......"

The guard hurriedly said: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be." Adults can call me by name, little Jiang Chen, who is the head of the guard for the prince of the country. ”

"Okay, Chief Jiang, I want to find a place to rest, I wonder if there is a teacher's dormitory in Guozi Prison?"

Zong Xiu thought about it, afraid that Jiang Chen wouldn't understand, so he said again: "It's the mansion for the masters to rest." ”

Jiang Chen's face was puzzled: "This ...... The Guozi Prison has its own mansions in Chang'an City, and the small ones have never heard of a house in the college. ”

Jong-so: '......'

The masters and sons of the Guozijian are all with official titles, such as sacrificial wine, and the priest are even more important members from the four products, so how can they still live in the Guozijian.

"Let's go shopping first."

Zong Xiu sighed and began to worry about where to live.

Jiang Chen hurriedly led Zong Xiu inside, and introduced as he walked: "Guozijian currently has six schools, namely: Guozixue, Taixue, Four Disciplines, Law, Calligraphy and Arithmetic. ”

"There are 24 doctors, 24 teaching assistants, 2 business assistants, 1 cheng, 1 palm seal, and 1 sacrificial wine, a total of 53 people."

"Its Chinese sub-school recruits the children of nobles above the third grade, and the number of students is 300; Taixue recruits the children of officials above the fifth grade, with a school quota of 500 students; The four halls recruit the children of ordinary officials and talented commoners, with a quota of 1,300 people. ”

"Law, calligraphy, and arithmetic are all practiced, and all students do not need to go to the hall every day, they only need to pass the exam."

"There are 1,200 schools in the college, which are the places of six schools, there are Yuanmen water pavilions and rockery carvings in front, and there are garden ponds, pavilions and pavilions in the back, and the scenery is very beautiful......

Jiang Chen is the guard of the Guozijian, and he is naturally extremely familiar with the Guozijian, leading Zong Xiu to introduce while shopping, and talking endlessly.

And Zong Xiu walked around, and there was only one feeling - waste! Great waste!

The huge Guozijian covers an area of thousands of acres, and there are only 53 masters teaching 2,100 students, but there are 1,200 schools, and there are less than two people in one school house in equal division.

On second thought: too! As the highest institution of learning in the Tang Dynasty, Guozijian is used to train Wang Sun Guizhou and future court officials, can it be bad? History has also recorded that Li Shimin attached great importance to education and allocated funds to expand Guozijian many times, perhaps these schools were built by Lao Li in order to expand enrollment.

Standing in the Guozi Prison, looking at the rows of antique schools, and then thinking that he would teach here in the future, Zong Xiu couldn't hold back the restlessness in his heart, he seemed to see his future full of peach and plums.

Even if he is just a teaching assistant, in another ten years and eight years, when he walks to the streets of Chang'an City, he can not just pull an official, and he can say: "Hey, boy, do you remember me, Master?" I taught you back then, and your grades were poor back then. Master, I'm heartbroken for your achievements. ”

Tsk, when I think of that picture, Zong Xiu's heart bubbles with beauty.

Just as Zong Xiu was YY, Jiang Chen suddenly whispered: "Adult, don't blame the little talker, this is the most difficult position among the six schools. In the future, you should learn to be cautious in your words and deeds, be a person and do things everywhere, don't make a fuss about some trivial things, and poke out the basket to look bad on your face. ”