Jing Zetian and Qiu Xiang rode their horses towards Taixue. In the study workshop, there is no hustle and bustle like the commercial market, nor is there a group of mansions and courtyards like the residential square. Except for a small residential area, the rest of the area is full of trees, and there are a wide variety of trees, such as willows, peach, paulownia, and ginkgo trees...... Many young men and women walked under the trees. Dahua does not have much restraint on women, women in this era are very open and free, as long as the family allows women, it is okay for women to go to school, but basically once they reach the age of marriage, even if they graduate, having more children and studying less is what women in this era should do.

Along the central axis of the study workshop, there is an artificial canal passing through the workshop, the water source of this canal is brought in from the river outside Hua'an City, the water surface is more than three zhang wide, the canal water is also clear and clean, and there are many carp swimming happily against the water surface. There are also willow trees planted next to each other on both sides of the canal, and under the emerald green willow, many students wearing Taixue bachelor's uniforms sit by the canal to talk, paint, and play the pipa guqin......

"Your Highness, I envy them so much." Qiu Xiang walked all the way, and when she saw these free and easy students, she said with envy.

"Hehe, you girl, what is there to envy, isn't His Highness good to you?" Jing Zetian watched the drunken Qiu Xiang staring at those students, and felt in his heart that Qiu Xiang was fantasizing that she was one of those students at the moment.

"Huh? The slave maid said wrong, Your Highness, don't be angry, with Your Highness here, Qiu Xiang is much stronger than those students. Qiu Xiang came back to her senses and said firmly.

"Well, it's good to know, among the palace people in the palace, it's really lucky for a few of you to follow me, people have to learn to be content, don't look at these people now carefree, high-spirited, the pressure and responsibility in the future are also very large, and you people like you who can survive only need to pay physical strength, you are very happy." Jing Zetian carefully educated Qiu Xiang, he rarely scolded his personal attendants, and corrected their thoughts and ideas by reasoning, so that his people could grow up quickly.

"Your Highness, no, there is a chance that these people will be officials in the future, isn't the official master something that everyone envies?" Qiu Xiang asked very puzzled,

"Yes, it's easy to be an official, but it's hard to do it well, if being an official can't improve the lives of the people under his rule, then it's better to be a lifelong scholar." Jing Zetian said stiffly. After all, not long after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the main goal of the vast majority of officials is to build their own country.

"Well, Your Highness is right." Qiu Xiang said that she understood, but she looked like she didn't understand, after all, what she was worried about was to serve Jing Zetian well, and she didn't even think about being an official.

The two walked and talked, and soon arrived outside Taixue on horseback.

During the period of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, Dong Zhongshu proposed to depose the hundred schools of thought, respect Confucianism alone, and then in order to cultivate Confucianism, to provide talents for the imperial court, he established Taixue, Taixue initially only spoke of the Book of Changes, the Book of Songs, the Book of Rites, the Ram Biography, the Guliang Biography, the Zuo Chuan, the Zhou Guan, Erya and other scriptures, laid the foundation for the development of Confucianism, after Wang Mang usurped the Han Dynasty, the students of Taixue once developed to tens of thousands.

In the chaotic times at the end of the Han Dynasty, the princes were divided, and each prince had a very strict control over the talents under his command, and Taixue existed in name only.

It was not until the establishment of Huaguo that a Taixue was built in Hua'an City, and at the same time, the classics stored in the original Taixue were originally stored in the Wenyuan Pavilion, and at the same time, it took a huge amount of manpower to copy the original classics by hand and use them in Taixue.

Jing Zetian took Qiu Xiang into Taixue, the construction area of Taixue is not small, and now there are only a few thousand students in it, far less than the number when Wang Mang was in power. However, with the stability of Dahua, there will only be more and more students in the future.

As soon as Taixue entered the door, there was a huge square, and there was a three-zhang high stone statue of Confucius in the middle of the square. The statue is vividly depicted, even the texture of the hair and beard is meticulous, and Confucius's face is smiling, like a kind old grandfather, looking down on the students who come and go in Taixue.

Behind the square is a group of conjoined buildings, a staircase ten zhang long and fifteen zhang wide is the starting point of this group of buildings.

Behind the staircase is a long corridor, on both sides of the corridor, huge red round pillars are neatly lined up, supporting the roof of the corridor.

At the end of the corridor, three branches of the road lead to different pavilions. The main building of Taixue is full of atmosphere.

Jing Zetian walked into the attic with Qiu Xiang. In the attic, the sound of reading came out, and sparrows also stood on the big tree outside the attic and chirped in agreement.

"Your Highness, we have all come full circle, do you know where Dr. Kong is" Qiu Xiang followed her master to walk around the attic, this group of pavilions was about to be turned around, and Kong Xiang had not yet been found.

"This... I really don't know the specifics, so let's find someone to ask. Jing Zetian said embarrassedly, he was intoxicated by the atmosphere of learning here just now, and he wandered around in a daze, forgetting the purpose of coming here.

As he spoke, two Taixue students who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old appeared in front of Jing Zetian, and Jing Zetian stepped forward and asked, "Two young gentlemen, may I ask where Dr. Kong Xiangkong is teaching?" ”

"Oh? It just so happens that we are also going to take Dr. Kong Xiang's class, so come with us, he shouldn't have gone to the study room yet. One of them said enthusiastically.

"Haha, it's really a coincidence, then it's troublesome for the two of you." Jing Zetian said in surprise, he didn't expect to ask the main lord casually.

Then, Jing Zetian followed the two of them towards the school. These two people are seventeen or eighteen years old, and they are not children in this era, and the knowledge they learn is of a high level, which can also reflect the level of Dr. Kong. Generally speaking, the older the students are, the higher the requirements for the level of the teacher.

Not long after walking, I arrived outside the school room, on the door of the school room, there is a miniature door number, which reads "Ground word A", Jing Zetian also knows the meaning of this door number, the students in Taixue are divided into four levels "Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang", and each level is divided into three levels: "A, B, C", the higher the level, which proves that the student's ability and the strength of the teacher are stronger.

"Thank you two this time, you guys go in first, we'll just wait for Dr. Kong outside the door." Jing Zetian thanked the two students who showed them the way.

"Okay, then we'll go in."

Jing Zetian and Qiu Xiang stood outside the school room, leaning against the guardrail on the edge of the pavilion, waiting for Kong Xiang's arrival.