The gatekeeper is an old and dilapidated gatekeeper, who is sweeping the floor in front of the Minglun Hall - at present, there is only one Lingxing Gate left in the county school, and the front of the Minglun Hall is still a little similar, and the courtyard looks clean and tidy, but the roof of the Minglun Hall is already covered with thatch, and there are even small trees that grow lush.

The doors and windows of the Tak Zhai and the Xiuye Zhai were closed, and there was no sound of the students' books for a long time. Wang Ci's "government office" is in the three halls behind Minglun Hall, which is both his office and residence. The grass in the yard is knee-deep, and foxtails are infested.

Wang Ci is a person from Luoyang, Henan, who has tried and failed, and only made up a "year tribute" in his forties, the so-called year tribute, the ancients also called "tribute", Xiucai in the student has been doing it for a long time, and has not been able to take the test, and when he reaches the age, he can make up a year of tribute, which is considered to have the qualification to be an official. This can be regarded as the right path of the imperial examination, but it is still so much worse than Wu Mingjin's "lifting people's big challenges", and he can only be a minor official such as a county magistrate, a teacher, and a teacher.

This is how Wang Ci filled the position of the Lingao Teacher, who was a Leng Cao idle official, and his salary was extremely meager, and he could not take over his family members compared to the county order. Only bring a family member named Wang An with him to take care of daily life.

Although the utensils in the house are a little dilapidated, they are still clean and tidy under Wang An's daily cleaning

Wang Ci sat down on a bamboo couch and took a few big sips of the prepared haode cold tea on the coffee table. Wang An was not in the house, and he was about to go up to find extra money - the teachings were really pitiful, and Lingao was a very small county, and the literary style was not flourishing, and there was no additional input for the teachings of the county school. The days when the king bestowed upon his lord's servants were very unbearable.

Wang Ci heard that his servant had recently found a job to earn a few dollars a month to support his family. He didn't think much about it in the past, but today he suddenly became alert - Wang An wouldn't be working for the Australians, right?

The more I think about it, the more I think it's possible, there is only a thief who can work in this Lingao City anytime and anywhere! He thought that Wang An would come back in a while and ask him about it. If he is really working for the thief, it is better to tell him not to do it. These people are good at charming people, don't confuse Wang An.

Thinking of the Australians, Wang Ci could only sigh. The education of the Australians greatly stimulated him, and Lu Da's rhetorical question made him speechless - can he afford to be taught without class? Australian talent is truly educated.

It's just that Australians are taught without class, and they don't teach the Four Books and Five Classics that he is familiar with, and even the words and sentences are different. If this continues, won't a group of "Australian scholars" be taught?

Wang Ci is not a corrupt Confucian, when he went to ask Wu Nanhai for advice, and asked them to help clean up the school field, he took a fancy to their practical learning. Unexpectedly, Australians are ambitious, abusing vulgar characters is not counted, and they have changed the style of writing, and even made some self-made "pinyin words"! It was simply unbearable for him.

We must come up with a way to not let them continue to mess around like this!

Wang Ci was thinking of an idea, and the doorman in the county school suddenly ran in and shouted:

"Master Wang! Master Wang! ”

"What's the matter? Panicked, what a system! Wang Ci waved the sleeve of his patched shirt with great grace, and picked up the tea cup that had been missing.

Mendin gasped and said, "The Australians are here to worship!" ”

"Huh!?" Wang Ci's hand shook, and the tea spilled on the placket of his clothes.

"Is it Master Wu?" Maybe it was Master Wu who was in charge of Xuetian who came to discuss something with him.

"It's not Master Wu, it's Master Xiong-" Xiong Buyou is in charge of dealing with the county government office because he is in the Foreign Trade Commission, and almost everyone in the county knows him.

This Australian bear has never come to him in the past. Wang Ci felt strange. What do you do when you come to the county for no reason? He can't sell land here, and he doesn't have a servant to send, so it's so cold that he can't be cold anymore. What do Australians like?

Didn't he talk to Lu Da just now and have been told to the thief, this bear master came to look for him? At this time, the king's edict was panicked. is a scholar himself, not to mention that the other party brought a soldier over, it is a heads-up, and in terms of his own physique, he must be the one who suffers. Beaten doesn't count, Sven sweeps the floor.

"Just say, sir, well, not there."

"This," Menzi was embarrassed, "Master Bear knows you're—"

"Have you brought anyone with you?"

"Brought two servants." Menzi was very panicked when he saw that the old man was very panicked, and hurriedly added, "Master Xiong also brought a gift, and he spoke very politely." ”

Wang Ci breathed a sigh of relief: he didn't necessarily bring a gift to beat him. Hurriedly said: "Please, please." ”

Xiong Buyou generously came to the hall with his entourage and gifts. Simply make a gesture and report your name. There is no official title. The ancients couldn't figure out what kind of title the crossing group had obtained.

Wang Ci looked at the man in front of him, tall and sturdy, wearing a thief's cardigan coat, a canvas belt around his waist, and a small green cloth bag on his back. Straddling a machete at his waist. Although he didn't know Xiong Buyou, he had admired his name for a long time. I heard that this person swaggered into the city with hundreds of pirate heads last year and came to the county government to meet Wu Daling. Since then, I have always heard that he went in and out of the county government and was the big leader of the thieves' foreign traffic contacts.

"Student Wang Ci, I don't know what Chief Xiong has to say here?" Wang Ci pretended to be calm.

"You're the Mentor?"

"It's the students." Wang Ci dealt with it carefully.

"I'm really sorry for you, I've neglected you these days, haha," Xiong Buyou smiled and looked around, "I didn't expect your conditions here to be so bad!" ”

"The ancients are in the ...... of the humble room"

"The affairs of the ancients, we will talk about it later, and we will talk about the affairs of the present people first." Xiong Buyou got straight to the point, "I heard that Sect Wang went out today?" ”

"Yes, one of the student's protégés donated to the library yesterday. The friendship between teachers and students must always be sent in person. When Wang Ci heard that he was asking this, he replied generously.

"I heard that your protégé has unfortunately passed away, leaving orphans and widows in the family in a difficult situation?"

Even I know this, the thief is really well-informed. Wang Ci nodded and sighed: "Exactly, there is a widow and three children left in the family, and there is no one who has a top door, I don't know what will happen in the future." Now the school and his classmates have made a fortune, and now they are about to get by. ”

As for what to do in the future, Wang Ci didn't even want to think about it. The family left a small amount of property, and the bones of the head of the family were not cold, and some people looked at it and wanted to take it. The home of orphans and widows is sure to suffer. I am a little teacher, and I am a foreigner, so I can't help at all.

"It's a little bit of our heart." Xiong Buyou took out a white paper bag from his bag, "Please pass it on to the king." ”

Wang Ci was stunned, what is the thief? Could it be that this Xiucai has a relationship with the thief on weekdays? I've never heard of it before. What kind of funeral to send in such an ignorant life.

"How does this work?" Wang Ci thought to himself, there was a big problem with this money, and it must not be collected, so he only shook his hands wildly, "One is an ignorant life, and the other is to hinder the reputation-"

"So, Wang Xunyu still thinks we are 'thieves'?"

Only then did Wang Ci realize that he had spoken the truth, and hurriedly explained: "Fei Ye, Fei Ye, the student said: You and my student have never known each other, and now they are orphans and widows, and they are sent to the funeral. ”

That's a pretty good thing to say. Xiong Buyou did not continue to investigate, but the paper bag did not take it back, but said:

"This is not what I mean alone, it represents the whole Australian group. Since we have lived in Lingao for a long time, this is also our hometown. This is to do a part for the scholars of Xiangzi. The teachings are to speculate. ”

The tone is very tough. Wang Ci originally wanted to brush his sleeves away, showing the demeanor of a great doctor, but he looked at Xiong Buyou's eyes and the machete in his waist, and nodded slightly:

"I will metabolize this heart for her." Either way, it's a good thing. Besides, he couldn't see what the thieves could do with the orphan and widow.

Xiong Buyou saw that this sour man took it with a twist, and he despised it psychologically. He was about to be reprimanded by the righteous and awe-inspiring teaching, but he didn't expect that the so-called "scholarly bones" would be nothing more than that.

"This ceremony is a 300 yuan circulation coupon," Xiong Buyou pointed to the paper bag, "and when the filial piety is released, another 50 yuan will be given a subsidy every month, although it is small, it is probably not a problem to make a living." ”

Wang Ci was stunned for a while, there is still a subsidy every month?! My mind didn't turn for a while, and I froze.

"Wang's Teaching!" Xiong Buyou saw him in a daze, and quickly screamed.

"Huh? Oh, yes, yes. Wang Ci's feelings in his heart are very complicated, that is, joy and sorrow, happy that with such a sum of money, this Xiucai's family will not be frozen, and the clansmen who are eyeing a little bit of thin property will not dare to make a mistake when they see an Australian hand. It is the grace of reinvention for this family. Worriedly, the thieves' intentions were very obvious, in the past they showed favor to the ignorant people in the countryside, and then they co-opted the officials in the county government, and now their hands were stretched out among the scholars. Step by step, thoughtful, and exhaustive, he is worthy of the sentence "his heart can be punished".

Wang Ci now feels that it was a mistake for him to hand over his school field to the Australian race - when he can give money and rice to the students in the autumn, won't everyone know that this is the credit of the thief? Thinking of this, Wang Ci was simply full of remorse. He was really short-sighted, and for some money, he asked the thief to put his hand in.

Xiong Buyou's face turned blue and red when he looked at this teaching, how did he know what he was thinking in his heart. In fact, Wang Ci also overestimated himself, and according to the long-term plan of the Executive Committee, the work of winning over local intellectuals always had to be carried out. Regardless of whether there is such a thing as a school or not. None of the scholars in Lingao can escape

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