Yin Fusheng thought about it for a while, and felt that it would be a good thing to teach, spread the concept of the nation, and awaken the national consciousness. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info nodded and said: "If it's just teaching, uh, ......, I'm willing to give it a try." Dare to ask the adults to send me to the school? ”

Hearing this, Ding Kuichu pinched his beard and shook his head, his expression ambiguous.

Not a school of government? Is it a county school? Although he felt a little condescending, but there was no class in teaching, Yin Fusheng was still acceptable, "Then, when will you go to the county school to serve in the next year?" ”

When Ding Kuichu heard this, he couldn't help but raise his head and laugh, "Hahaha...... with Yin Jieyuan's talent, how can he succumb to the county school?" ”

Well? The government school is not, the county school is not, so where else?

Ding Kuichu saw Yin Fusheng's question, and then said: "It is neither a government school nor a county school, the old man wants to ask Xie Yuanlang to go to the Sanli Temple to be a teacher temporarily." ”

Sanli Temple? College?

Yin Fusheng was quite surprised.

"Xie Yuanlang must help this official. Since the construction of the ancestral hall, it has not been able to find suitable and talented teachers. I hope that Xie Yuanlang will not refuse. ”

Yin Fusheng looked at Ding Kuichu, pondered for a while, and said, "Don't worry, my lord, I will go to the ancestral hall tomorrow to take up my post." ”

"Good!" Ding Kuichu immediately ordered Yin Fusheng to prepare a post for his service.

The academy is not a government school in the strict sense of the word, and the teachers who go there are not just a service, and the so-called service post is nothing more than a letter of recommendation.

After Yin Fusheng accepted the letter, Ding Kuichu returned to the table with a smile, picked up the tea bowl, and slowly strained the tea leaves.

Yo, the legendary send-off tea.

Yin Fusheng didn't want to stay here longer, so he immediately bowed and said, "Drink slowly, sir, and say goodbye." ”

As soon as Yin Fusheng left, a person came out of the side door, it was Ding Qirui.

"Dad, this is wonderful. The students of the Sanli Temple have always been stubborn and difficult to deal with. Send him this time, if it is good, everyone will also say that the people of Futai know people and are good at their duties. If you are like the previous masters, you were humiliated by the students and kicked out, and your father was also angry with the Manchu officials. In short, there is no loss at both ends. Daddy is really wise! ”

……

Yin Fusheng walked out of the gate of the prefect's yamen, and he had been puzzled in his heart, looking at Ding Kuichu's expression, it seemed that he was hiding a knife in his smile, could it be that he went to Sanli Academy to be a teacher, what conspiracy was there?

Yin Fusheng planned to go there in person to find out.

When I went home, I changed out of my robe and put on the short clothes I wore when I went to the restaurant to help. After cleaning his face, he looks more like a scholar. Subsequently, I went out, inquired all the way, and went to Sanli Academy.

Head north along Da Nan Street to the north end of the street, where there is a street that crosses. The east side is called Chayuan Street, and there is a building located here, which is the Department of Prosecution and Prosecution. There is an ancestral hall academy in the west, called "Sanli".

Speaking of academies, it has to be said that in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, the popular "Qing Discussion", that is, scholars and Confucian scholars all over the country freely lectured in the academies, discussed the government affairs, and judged the officials of the dynasty. The emperor and officials thought that such a culture was very bad and hindered harmony. So, in the early years of Wanli, according to Zhang Juzheng's recital, "the edict destroyed the world's academy".

Yin Fusheng was curious, it stands to reason that all the academies in the world have been destroyed, why is it still there.

After inquiring about a passer-by, I learned that this academy was established in the 21st year of Wanli, when the governor Wei Yuanzhen established the "Sanli Ancestral Hall" under the pretext of worshipping the sages, and recruited students to enroll.

Although the newly built Sanli Academy was built by the government, basically the students who studied here still adhered to the academic style of the former academy students, stubbornly did not abide by the ancestral classics, did not stick to the stereotypes, had their own thoughts, dared to think about anything, dared to say anything, and these students were just more backgrounded, but the background was not too deep, in short, they were a relatively dragged type of people.

Yin Fusheng came to the front of the academy, a light brown large brick wall, a vermilion lacquer double open door, and a black lacquer gold plaque hanging on it, "Sanli Ancestral Hall".

Yin Fusheng raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, but the door opened with a "yah". An old man came out of it.

When the old man saw Yin Fu's voice, he was stunned for a moment, "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

Yin Fusheng paused and said, "Well, I'm here to find my young master." ”

"Then you go in." The old man finished speaking and left.

At this time, there were no faculty members in the academy and there were not many students, so the management here was relatively loose.

Yin Fusheng entered the academy, the courtyard was very clean, and the gate was facing a large ancestral hall, which had incense tablets and was dedicated to the sages and celebrities of the past dynasties. There is a row of houses on the right, where the janitor's quarters, student lounges, utility rooms, etc. A large room on the left is the school.

If it is an ordinary thatched cottage private school, after entering the hospital, it must be the sound of reading aloud, however, here, there is something abnormal.

"Phew! Look, how am I doing? ”

"Good! Good! ”

"Good what? This is a academy and not a martial arts hall, you guys like to be martial artists so much, you should go to the martial arts hall, what are you doing in our academy? It makes people unhappy all day long. ”

"That's it! It is! ”

……

Is there a dispute within it?

Yin Fusheng looked into the school hall with great interest, and saw that there were more than 20 people, ranging in age from their teens to their twenties, standing on both sides, each forming a faction, competing with each other.

"Do you want to come? If it weren't for the father of the family, who would want to come here? Look at all of you, who have oily heads and clean faces, and have no power to restrain chickens, you are also men, go home and be women! One of them, a stout young man in a robe, said.

"You're just going home to be a daughter. Even your father knows that martial arts are not as good as literature, so he asked you to study. ”

The young man pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "Huh! What martial arts can't be as good as literature, I think it's useless to be a scholar. But if you are not convinced, come and test. ”

"Haha......" Only three or five scholars from Xiang Wu laughed.

"You ......"

At this time, the youngest scholar in the school stood up from Xiang Wen's side, and he was only eleven or twelve years old. Unhurriedly, he said, "Since you have come to the academy, even if you want to compete, you must follow the rules of the academy." ”

"What rules?"

"You want to fight, not fight. Which is more important than civil and military, if you have the ability, you will argue to the end! ”

This sentence was immediately approved by most of the scholars, and they shouted: "If you want to fight without fighting, you want to fight without fighting!" ”

"Fight, fight! Who's afraid of whom? Xiang Wu's young man said disdainfully.

The scholar on the Wen side showed a smug look on his face, and someone immediately stood up and said: "The ancient sages have clouds: martial arts cannot be hidden, and literature cannot be hidden. There is no martial arts, and the text is not visible......"

waved his hand to the martial boy, "The so-called ancient sages are Confucians, of course they will say these nonsense words. If the martial arts are hidden, how can chaos be controlled? ”

"Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, Daorun Deqia, the world is peaceful, why do you need to control chaos?"

"The world is peaceful?" The scholar on Xiang Wu's side couldn't help but laugh. "I think you are stupid to read, the border is constantly fighting, why are you talking about peace here? It's ridiculous! Besides, when it comes to the founding of the country, Emperor Taizu won the world with his martial arts, is it possible, do you think that Emperor Taizu is not as good as you? ”

What a powerful guy, don't look at the fact that he doesn't speak like other Confucian scholars quoting scriptures, but he can't stand this opening and go online. Who dares to say that Emperor Hongwu has half a "no" word?

The Confucian students of the Xiangwen faction suddenly raised their eyebrows, "You, you are sophistry!" ”

"Hmph, telling the truth is also called sophistry?" Xiang Wu sneered, suddenly turned his head, looked at Yin Fusheng outside the door and joked: "Little boy, do you say yes or no?" (To be continued)