At the end of the road, walk through a brand-new gate, which is where the school palace of the Temple of Literature is located.

Behind Ye Changsheng, dozens of officials and magnates looked at the several high-rise buildings rising from the ground, and couldn't help but feel excited.

The Temple of Literature built in Sanshui Town can be said to be exceptional, unprecedented in the history of the Yunlong Principality.

Because of this, local officials and magnates, and even ordinary people are very grateful to Ye Changsheng and the Ye family.

The Temple of Literature is not only a symbol of the rise of literature, nor just because there is a Wenzong here, the greatest significance of the existence of the Temple of Literature is the school palace in front of them.

With this school palace, local students can study here, and every month, Wenzong will tell the students about the points and teach them to solve their doubts.

What's more, the level of this school palace is the same as that of the school palace in the provincial capital!

In other words, the students who came out of the Sanchuan Academy Palace were born with a higher level than the town-level academy students and the county-level academy students.

In the step-by-step assessment of the imperial court's selection of talents, the students of Sanchuan School Palace can directly skip the assessment at the town level and the county level, how much advantage does this bless them?

The students who came out of the Sanchuan School Palace are only one step away from the protégés of the Son of Heaven.

A hundred years later, the students who emerged from the Sanchuan Academy Palace will spread out in the entire principality and even the entire federation, what kind of grand occasion is this?

The more the officials and magnates thought about it, the more excited they became, and they all looked at Ye Changsheng, and the more they looked at it, the more pleasing it became.

Lord Xuezheng of Liuhe County smiled: "The county town has decided to provide a subsidy of 100,000 taels of silver every year for the students of Sanchuan Academy, and you local gentry should also come up with a charter." ”

Bai Siguo, the owner of the White Tiger Villa, nodded and said: "Of course, our Sanchuan Alliance will once again call on everyone to continue to raise funds to expand the Temple of Literature and the Palace of Learning, and make sure that this Temple of Literature becomes a place of well-being for the land of Sanchuan." ”

Everyone nodded their heads in goodness.

They are the biggest beneficiaries of the rise of the Confucian Temple and the School Palace, and their family will prosper in the future, and they are all counting on this School Palace.

A group of people climbed the Mingde Building, condescendingly, the land and mountains and rivers at a glance.

The Yinsha River is like a silver ribbon, winding through the town, and everywhere you look, there is a prosperous and busy scene.

On the south bank of the river, at their moment, the main buildings of the Temple of Literature and the Palace of Studies have been roughly completed, and they already have a magnificent atmosphere.

Of course, this is still a big gap from their expectations, but as a start, it is already very good.

Su Yun was speechless the whole time, not that she didn't want to say it, but she really had nothing to say.

Ye Changsheng brought her here this time, firstly, to relax, and secondly, to use her insight to give some advice on the construction of the Confucian Temple.

She has been to many temples of literature, big and small, what else can she say about the current pattern?

didn't speak, because he didn't want to dampen Ye Changsheng's enthusiasm.

Ye Changsheng also knew what Su Yun thought, so he didn't ask at all.

It doesn't matter if the pattern is small or nondescript, but once it's on track, everything will get better and better, and he doesn't need to worry about it at all.

In the early morning of the next day, Sanshui Town was decorated with lights, and the wharf was crowded with people, and Wu Tianen, the county guard of Liuhe County, wore a brand-new official robe and led a group of officials to guard the wharf.

Ye Changsheng and the magnates of the Sanchuan Alliance stood in the second echelon, and beside him were Bai Siguo, the owner of the White Tiger Villa, and Zi Qianhao, the owner of the Zixia Villa.

The figure of the Big Three is particularly eye-catching compared to the officials in the first queue.

As a beautifully decorated ship slowly approached, everyone sorted out their clothes, and the onlookers became a sensation.

The big ship anchored, and Peng Zifang, the governor of Jiufeng Province, and the academic and political officials of the same province, surrounded the group of Wenshan Academy and boarded the dock.

Ye Changsheng's gaze instantly locked on a middle-aged bachelor in the crowd, and he secretly felt Ling Ran in his heart. 、

Middle-aged bachelor, with a mediocre appearance, his first impression is just elegant and quiet.

However, Ye Changsheng could sense that under the quiet temperament of the bachelor, there was a powerful force hidden.

This force is not ostentatious, but it is very high-spirited, this force is restrained, but it is unfathomable.

If Ye Changsheng guessed correctly, the power of the middle-aged scribe was the aura of the Confucian cultivation disciples.

What is the spirit of grandeur?

Yasheng Mencius once said: It is qi, the greatest and the most rigid, and if it is directly nourished and harmless, it is stuffed between heaven and earth. It is also qi, worthy of righteousness and Tao;

It means that the aura of magnificence, vast and strong, pervades heaven and earth, and it exists on the strength of inner morality, and if there is no matching morality, then it will be weakened.

Since then, the inner strength cultivated by Confucian practitioners has been called "Haoran Qi".

Measuring the realm and cultivation of a Confucian practitioner is precisely through the majestic qi that he cultivates, the more virtuous and noble a person is, the stronger the majestic qi becomes.

In the past few hundred years, because of the dominance of Buddhism, Confucianism has been greatly suppressed, and the Wenzong that is said to have been in the Chinese Chang era is now almost extinct.

The middle-aged bachelor Ye Changsheng saw, that is, the Wenzong who was about to sit in the Temple of Literature, could only be regarded as a small Wenzong.

In the sound of gongs and drums, everyone on the dock met each other to greet each other, and the middle-aged scribe had already come to Ye Changsheng.

A vice president of Wenshan Academy once met Ye Changsheng and introduced: "Ye Changsheng, this is the Wenzong appointed by the academy, Mr. Wenxuan. ”

Ye Changsheng bowed his hand: "Junior Changsheng, I have seen Lord Wenzong!"

The middle-aged scribe, Wen Xuan, looked at Ye Changsheng curiously, smiled slightly, and when he bowed, his ten fingers seemed to unintentionally swing.

Suddenly, a mighty and strong aura quietly surged towards Ye Changsheng.

Ye Changsheng was surprised, he didn't sense any murderous aura in this aura, so he knew that this Wenzong was deliberately testing his weight.

At that moment, his fingers also danced quickly, seemingly careless, but in fact, they formed a "patience and immobility".

The breath of the sunny sky roared past Ye Changsheng's body, bringing warmth.

The next moment, the aura disappeared.

Wen Xuan looked at Ye Changsheng, who was still and smiling, and couldn't help but be surprised.

Immediately, he smiled faintly, and his voice was as warm as the sun: "Ye Gongzi's foundation in Buddhism is good, but I still have to read more Confucian classics when I have time." ”

Ye Changsheng humbly taught: "If there is an opportunity, the younger generation will definitely ask Mr. for more advice." ”

Ye Changsheng couldn't disagree, the power released by Wen Xuan was not weaker than the power of Buddhism and Taoism's Taishang Zhenyuan.

This force is also quite amazing if it is turned into combat effectiveness.

What made Ye Changsheng's scalp tingle even more was that this majestic aura was warm and mellow, and it also contained mysterious power, it seemed that even if he was hit hard, he couldn't afford the slightest resentment and murderous aura.

The aura of Haoran contains the power of edification, which is more terrifying than the compassionate power of Buddhism to transform people's hearts!