Zhang Zhongqing laughed, grabbed Leng Feng's shoulder, limped forward with Leng Feng, and the members of the Thunder Division hidden behind the trees on both sides of the road came out and gave their boss the aftermath.

Leng Feng looked at Zhang Zhongqing's legs and sighed: "Old Zhang, you have suffered a loss, so you don't know how to remember for a long time?" Is there another accident? ”

Zhang Zhongqing patted his leg: "It's nothing, it's not an accident, it was I who fell when I ran back after lighting the fuse, and Doctor Sun said that my bones are fine, and it will be fine in a few days." ”

"Oh." Leng Feng blew a whistle, and Treadon Snow kicked and ran over, arching Leng Feng's shoulders with his big head.

"Get on the horse, you go back with Shuwen and wait for me at my house, I still have to deal with some things in the Academy."

"Bunin? Well, don't keep me waiting too long. Zhang Zhongqing patted Treadxue's head, and saw that this horse did not reject him, so he got on the horse.

Generally good horses are very recognized, other people will resist violently, if the leg does not fall, he does not mind taming the horse, but the leg falls, can only be a little cowardly.

Willow trees were planted on both sides of the road in the Bungain Courtyard, and now it is only one person tall, and I don't know what those old gentlemen think, so they asked that only willow trees be raised in the Bungaku.

At this time, it was the morning recess, and the students were using this slightly longer time to entertain, some were kicking shuttlecocks, some were five or six playing chess together, and some were chasing after Mr. despite the ban.

I don't know why, when Leng Feng proposed to give the students entertainment time and not blindly study to death, none of the old gentlemen objected.

Mr. Han Chongwen is a little fat now, which is very different from the thin appearance before. Maybe he was originally fat-prone physique, but because of his poor family, he didn't have a chance to get fat. Now the leisurely life of the Bunyuan and the rich and diverse benefits for Mr. Bunin have given him the opportunity to make a fortune.

After saluting each other, Leng Feng said ashamedly: "After going out for so long, I should have come directly to the academy to ask for guilt, but because of some trivial matters, I was delayed for two days, so the old gentleman forgive me." ”

Han Chongwen smiled: "At this time, if other gentlemen say this, the old man may still be unhappy, but since it's you, forget it." ”

The two walked inside side by side, and Han Chongwen said as he walked: "In the final analysis, it was actually you who founded the Academy of Literature and gave the old man a chance to realize his ambitions.

What do you think we teach for? In addition to realizing the ideal, isn't it for Datang? When I was young, I always thought that the court was a dung pit, and innocent scholars would stink when they entered.

Now that I'm old, I can see that you led the troops to defend our homeland, and if you ask anything more from you at this time, it will be difficult for a strong man. ”

The two of them walked to a row of wooden houses, where there were many small officials running around with blank papers or books.

The old man felt that it was more convenient for the printing machine to be set up in the Academy of Literature, so he asked the prince to tell the emperor a few years ago, but he didn't expect His Majesty to agree directly. Nowadays, the imperial court's Tianxia Library is very popular, and coupled with His Majesty's order, many book collectors have sent ancient books to the Tianxia Library. The old man thinks that Chang'an is far away, and plans to build a library building in our academy, what do you think? ”

Leng Feng nodded: "Of course you can, there are thousands of avenues of learning, you can't learn the words of a family to become a talent, the students are literate, how can you have a book to read." ”

The two of them continued to walk forward, and when they reached the west wall of the Academy, Leng Feng laughed.

A small door was opened on the originally tall west wall, and a large area of barren grassland outside the gate was reclaimed into a vegetable field, and many students were watering the vegetables inside.

"After the incident of sending Chai He last time passed, it didn't take long for those parents to make trouble again, and there were actually people who carried the burden to send Chinese cabbage to us, saying that winter vegetables are expensive, and the Academy of Literature will inevitably break the cost, and his family has stored a lot, so he will send us some.

The old man thought about it for a long time before he decided to open up this vegetable field, and after class, he took these children to grow vegetables and exercise, and the original money for buying vegetables was distributed to the students as hardship expenses to subsidize the family, the best of both worlds. ”

The Academy of Literature has changed a lot, and Han Chongwen took Leng Feng to look back and forth just to show him.

The two walked around until noon, and even Leng Feng had to say that the adjustments made by the old gentleman to the Academy of Literature were all reasonable.

There is no such thing as a "faculty canteen" in the Academy, and it has always been what the students eat and what the gentlemen eat.

After the two of them had a meal, they squeezed to the table of the two old gentlemen, Yu Huanzhi and Yao Silian.

Yao Silian is now living a happy life, he used to be alone at home compiling history books, but now he has so many old friends, and when he encounters some controversial things, he can still discuss and discuss, and strive not to deviate too much from the historical trajectory of what he wrote.

Seeing Leng Feng coming over, Yao Silian poked Yu Huanzhi: "Old fish, there is a guy here who has been absent from work for two days for no reason, what should I do?" ”

Yu Huanzhi snorted: "The old man doesn't care, he doesn't have enough power, he can only manage the students and ordinary gentlemen, but you, who want to die (want to die), drank and had a hangover yesterday, and didn't participate in today's morning exercise, what should you be guilty of?" ”

Yao Silian could only raise his hand to surrender, yesterday he compiled the book of Liang, and for a while he couldn't understand it, it happened that a student had a book of Liang Shi in his house, so he sent it to him. Yao Silian, who solved the problem, immediately set up a banquet to entertain the student's parents, and both of them drank too much.

Han Chongwen smiled: "Okay, why do you two fight when you have nothing to do?" ”

The two of them snorted at each other, and then continued to eat.

After a bowl of rice and a portion of braised pork, Han Chongwen asked Leng Feng while drinking soup: "Today, the three princes asked us to prepare, saying that they might have to cut the curriculum and send all the students out for extracurricular activities, and such a big change could not be decided by them." Tell me, what do you want to do? ”

Leng Feng sighed and told him about the locust plague.

Yao Silian sighed: "According to the Five Elements of the Book of the Later Han Dynasty: During the Eastern Han Dynasty, there were 31 locust plagues. In the twenty-eighth year of Jianwu, there were 'eighty locusts in the county', in the fifth year of Yongchu, 'Kyushu locusts', and in the first year of Xiping, 'seven locusts'.

Later, it is difficult to describe the scene, and it is difficult for the farmers to have surplus food, and if there is a locust plague this time, it is difficult to imagine what kind of scene it will be. ”

Yu Huanzhi also sighed: "It's a good thing that you call on the generals to break the wealth and save the people, but have you thought about it?" When the locust plague starts, the farmland will definitely be lost, and the food you give to the refugees will only work for a while, can you still send them food until the locust plague is over? ”

Leng Feng smiled faintly: "The generals and the barren treasury alone can't feed these people, so I still have a backhand." ”

(End of chapter)