When he was enrolled in school before, Wu Jie heard from Steward Cheng that this Dai Shisheng was originally a lifter, and his knowledge was very good, and he seemed to have been an official before, and then he had been following Lu Bing and had been a staff member for more than ten years.

Later, because his body was not ready, and he had no children and no daughters, he had nowhere to go, so his surname Suo became Mr. Xixi in Lufu.

Speaking from the bottom of his heart, Wu Jie still looked down on the education of the Ming Dynasty. Judging from the information he has at hand, most of the ancients taught through cramming. Usually the teacher reads a passage first, and then asks the students to read it along, and then explains the meaning of the passage. For several years, until the students have memorized the Four Books and Five Classics, they will be taught to write the Bagu Shiwen.

Most of the nerds who are trained by this kind of education are nerds who only know rote memorization, and have no ability to read and think.

This is also the reason why he didn't go to Yang Zongzhi to study in the first place, and he felt that he couldn't learn anything. Others study just for the imperial examination, with a strong utilitarian surname, and Wu Jie's reading is purely for interest. There is no pressure of exams, so naturally I don't want to go to school to suffer that kind of sin.

It was an accident to come to the Lu family to study this time, after all, he was just a small talent, and he was powerless to resist the powerful Lu family. Besides, when he entered the school, he might have the opportunity to get news from Tang Mi, and he still had five taels of silver to get in the bursary. Why not?

Let's stay here for two months, and then I'll talk about it when I get the right person.

Because of the achievements of the school in the Ming Dynasty, therefore, in Wu Jie's mind, the teacher of the school should be the kind of master who eats the ancients. Dressed in a green robe, wearing a square scarf and holding a folding fan around the week, he is sanctimonious, elegant and gentle.

But the gentleman in front of him, whose surname is Shi Sheng, surprised Wu Jie.

With the sound of the wooden cane, the door of the book room itself was violently pushed open, and an old man with only one leg on crutches walked in.

The old man looked tall, and although he was also dressed as a Confucian student, he had a scar that stretched from his right forehead to his left upper lip, and he looked very vicious and vicious.

At first glance at his face, he is not a literati in the traditional sense.

A cripple is naturally not good for being an official, and it is inconvenient for him to show his head, so it is a good choice to be a teacher.

"Are you all here?" Mr. Dai's eyes swept away, looked around, and landed on the vacant spot in front of him. frowned: "Lu Xuan, Lu Chang." ”

Hearing Dai Shisheng's name, Lu Chang seemed to be a mouse seeing a cat, and hurriedly stood up. Therefore, the action was too urgent, and the chubby body slammed into the table, making a loud noise.

Sitting behind him, Wu Jie saw the clump of cold hairs on the back of the little fat man's neck secretly stand up.

The little fat man replied in a panic: "Sir, Lu Xuan, he, he, he, he is not well yet, he said that he was affected by the wind evil, and it is estimated that he will come over in three or five days." ”

"If you have no power to restrain the chicken, you will not be diligent and you will not be able to distinguish between the four bodies and the five grains, even if you become an official in the future, you will not be able to serve the court." Mr. Dai snorted: "Okay, although his body is shrinking, his studies are not bad, let him rest for a few more days." It's class, hey, there's a newcomer again! ”

Dai Shisheng found Wu Jie sitting in the corner.

Wu Jie hurriedly stood up and bowed respectfully: "Meet sir, student Wu Jie." ”

Before Wu Jie could finish speaking, Dai Shisheng interrupted Wu Jie: "I didn't call you again, what are you talking about." Look at your appearance, you are also a famous talent, so you don't know anything. When you enter my school, you have to follow my rules, and no one is allowed to talk nonsense without my consent. Also, when I am in class, you have to listen to me, don't talk, don't read, don't sleep, don't wander, don't stagger......"

After a dozen or so refusals, Dai Shisheng motioned for Wu Jie to sit down.

Wu Jie was a famous young talent when he was in Sichuan before, and when others saw him, whether it was the prefect or the prefect, they were polite to him, and when they had eaten this kind of reprimand, they were slightly unhappy in their hearts.

Lu Chang, the little fat man in the front row, turned his head and glanced at him with sympathetic eyes.

"Lu Chang, what are you looking around?" A stern voice rang out.

"Nothing, I ......"

"Sit down!" The voice is harsher.

Mr. Dai glanced at everyone majestically, his eyes fell on Wu Jie again, and he sneered: "I know that the Lu family has recruited a lot of meritorious scholars, and they are famous, amazing!" Outside, when others see you, they have to respectfully bow up and call each other good. Some people even have the name of a talented person and write a good article. However, in my eyes, it's all a fart! ”

Dai Shisheng said very politely, and Wu Jie was slightly annoyed in his heart.

Mr. Dai continued: "Our Lu family school is different from other schools, and other schools teach in order to let you participate in the imperial examination and become officials. But I'm not going to teach you how to take the exam. There are many talents here, and after taking the exam for a lifetime, it will not be difficult to get an official in the future. As for the children of the Lu family, with the support of Lu Gong, they will be able to find an official position without even taking the exam in the future. If I teach you exams like any other school, what's the point, and how can I show the means? ”

"Okay, let's not talk nonsense, class, in today's section, I will teach you to write the Qian Gu policy book that the local governor reported to the imperial court. Before I teach you the format, let me first talk about the case in the fifteenth year of the Hongwu Dynasty...... Hongwu period...... Emperor Shi was furious...... Prime Minister Yu Shi Mo dared to admonish. Shili sighed and said: I don't know, it is a big sin to take the empty seal. Sincerity is what people say, and it is better to be holy than to be enlightened......"

This statement is more than an hour, and the ins and outs of this case are clearly explained.

The empty seal case refers to the old events of the fifteenth year of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty.

During the Ming Dynasty, the local government was required to send someone to the household department every year to report the financial revenue and expenditure accounts, and all the accounts must be completely consistent with the household department after being audited before they could be settled. If any of these items do not match, the re-registration must be rejected and the original local authority seal must be affixed to complete the application.

Due to the fact that the transportation was not developed at that time, and the distance between them was long, it would take a considerable amount of time if they needed to be sent back for reconstruction, so the officials who went to the household department for examination had prepared blank books with seals in advance for use. This was originally a customary surname practice that existed from the Yuan Dynasty.

And because there will be loss of money and grain in the process of transportation, so the number from the delivery to the receipt of the household department must not match, the exact amount of loss on the road, the officials can not predict in advance, only when the household department is about to declare the difference can know the difference, so the officials sent to Beijing are accustomed to fill in the actual number in the capital with empty documents.

Zhu Yuanzhang, the Taizu of the Ming Dynasty, was furious when he learned of this, believing that this was a felony of bullying the monarch in collusion between officials, and ordered a strict investigation.

As a result, more than 40,000 officials have landed on the ground, and many localities have no official posts, and there is a serious shortage of personnel.

The case involved a lot at the time, and there is still no conclusion to this day.

The Ming Dynasty practiced spy politics, and Mr. Dai actually talked about this matter in public, which surprised Wu Jie very much.

But after thinking about it, Lu Bing himself is a big spy, and what kind of spy who doesn't open his eyes dares to come to trouble the Lu family?

After Dai Shisheng finished talking about this case, he began to talk about how these Qiangu documents should be written, what kinds of systems they have, what kind of systems should be voted to the departments there, and who should handle them.

There are all kinds of things, very detailed, and very practical, Wu Jie collected his mind and took notes seriously.

By the end of the lesson, it was already noon.

After lunch, I took a short break and continued with the lesson.

In the afternoon, Dai Shisheng began to talk about how officials should write their closing arguments and how to file them when they decided the case. Then he talked about the before and after process of several cases.

Finally, he put up his crutches and said, "That's it for today, and when I go back, everyone will write the same article and hand it in." Also, let's prepare first, and I'll teach you how to draft the edict. ”

At this time, Wu Jie understood: Lu Jiaxue will not teach people the Four Books and Five Classics at all, but directly teach you how to be a qualified official.

Where is this ethnography, it is simply an aristocratic political college!

The Four Books and Five Classics, the imperial examination texts, are meaningless to the current Wu Festival. But he was still very vague about the political stuff of the Ming Dynasty, and he didn't even know how to write official documents.

After a day of school, he suddenly had a feeling of seeing the blue sky through the clouds.

It's worth the trip.

In ancient times, schools were scattered early, from 9 to 3.

The sun is still high in the middle of the sky, and the Lu family has already dispersed.

As soon as Dai Shisheng left, the students also packed up their stationery and rushed outside, and the library was empty in an instant.

Before leaving, Lin Tingchen glanced at Wu Jie deeply, his eyes were jealous and hateful.

Wu Jie turned a blind eye.

As soon as he got up, Lu Chang in the front row suddenly let out a sigh: "Mr. Dai is finally gone, damn, every time I see him, Young Master Ben's heart is sudden, and he is more afraid than seeing my old man!" ”

There was a schoolboy who smiled flatteringly: "Brother Chang'er, the second master is a well-known good person in the house, and you have this father is a blessing from your previous life, which is really enviable!" Unlike my father, when he saw that I was not pleasing to the eye, he would carry an ash rod and beat him desperately. ”

"Phew, can your dad give me a comparison?" Second Young Master Lu spat out: "My father is Shaoqing of Taichang Temple, what about your father, a little general, or my grandfather nodded his head." ”

"That's, that's, how can I compare with Brother Chang. You're Jinyu, I'm just a tile. Now, everyone in Yanjing City knows that Brother Chang'er, you are going to attack the title of old man in the future. ”

Hearing the compliment from his little friend, the dead fat man laughed proudly.

Wu Jie was amused in his heart, put away his books, and was about to leave.

"Wait." Lu Chang grabbed Wu Jie: "Wu Jie, you wait, talk about the playing cards carefully and teach us." Recently, I've been tired of playing both leaf cards and crickets, so don't hide anything new. ”

"Yes, say it, say it." Several children surnamed Lu shouted excitedly.

The hand that Wu Jie played earlier was really amazing, and it also aroused their great interest.

"This ...... I'm still in a hurry to get home. Wu Jie was a little embarrassed, although he was only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old young man, but in his bones he was a mature and steady strange uncle, and it felt strange to be wrapped up with this group of naughty boys.

"What's the panic, don't you just go home, wait for me to let the little guy send you in a carriage."

"Okay." Wu Jie was very helpless, so he drew the pattern of the playing cards, and began to talk about the rules of fighting the landlord.

"Wait." The little fat man pointed to the two naughty boys beside him, "Record, record." ”

After this toss, when I returned home, the sun had set.

"What a lively day!"

(To be continued)