The colored carriage passed the Dongchuan intersection, Fan Xian just retracted his gaze to his own book, and when he turned his head, he saw the ancient gate of Taixue.

Taixue is a relatively scattered building complex, there is no building such as Yamen Mingtang on the street, and there is no high courtyard wall, that is, the gate, in fact, it has never been closed, the green trees inside have poked out, and the sound of reading everywhere has also come out, which is full of Confucian meditation.

Just as the Privy Council once called the Military Council, the old military department is still mixed with the military department in the six departments. Qingguo has played several new policies in the past few decades, and the name of Taixue has changed again and again, Tongwenguan, Education Institute, anyway, how difficult it is to export, how His Majesty will change it indiscriminately.

It's just that the scholars of the world still habitually call this area Taixue, and later the official documents of the imperial court also naturally recognized this. The talents selected by the prefectures and prefectures, as well as the excellent children of the powerful people of Kyoto, gathered in this complex to learn the history of the scriptures and the way of governing the world.

This is the highest university in Qingguo, and the gentleman invited is naturally the top one. For example, Mr. Pan Lingpan, who has become a master of calligraphy in the imperial newspapers of the court, such as Zeng Wenxiang, the teacher of He Zongwei, a scholar of Zhongshu University under the Chaomen, and for example, a few years ago, Shu University Scholar also used to be a professor of Taixue, and now the first person in the court Chinese official, Hu University, also often comes to Taixue to teach these scholars.

There are so many bullish teachers, coupled with the special status of Taixue, the students inside have an excellent future, so the students of Taixue are inevitably a little bullish. Generally, the local government yamen is not willing to deal with Taixue at all. And Qingguo has a slightly enlightened style of study. It even made ordinary ministers refuse to go in casually - they were afraid of being forced to question by these students. In the end, he fled in embarrassment.

However, Fan Xian never had such worries, and his relationship with Taixue students has always been good, especially after the fourth year of Qingli. He served in Taixue, acting as the deputy of Taixue Xuezheng in name, and later Fan Xiancai shocked the world, and dragged a cart of books from the Northern Qi Dynasty back to Taixue, and his status in Taixue became even more lofty. Deeply admired by the students.

The carriage stopped quietly at the door of Taixue. A school official has already come up to respond. Fan Xian got out of the carriage. Looking up at the gate that I hadn't seen for half a year. Smiling, this quaint gate is actually a new place built later. I rubbed some ancient ideas into it, and spent so much silver, but in fact, it was just that Nanqing always had an inferiority complex from the bottom of his heart in terms of learning. Especially in some corners of the place where it is related to the taste of history.

Suddenly it began to rain. Although it is not big, scattered raindrops hit the dark ground on the wooden door. It becomes particularly eye-catching. From mottled to fainted, the stone slabs on the ground were about to accumulate water.

An official of the Qi Nian team was silent and took out the lotus clothes from the car. I want to put it on for him. Fan Xian shook his head, although he liked to wear a black lotus robe. With the closest subordinates. Lined up in a zigzag pattern, you can travel like a ghost on a quiet autumn night in Kyoto. But today is in Taixue. He didn't want to look too special and surprise the enthusiastic and innocent students.

Mu Feng'er held up the umbrella. sent him to the gate of Taixuedi.

It was already afternoon, and the sun was already moving west. At this time, it was obscured by clouds. Swept away by the rain. The light becomes dimmer. The whole large courtyard was full of tranquility, and when I walked under the green trees, I didn't even look at a single person. It's empty and quiet.

Thousands of Taixue students were still in class at this time. As a professor of Taixue, Di Fan Xian is of course clear. I just frowned and thought, how did the sound of reading stop so neatly?

It's like a bee suddenly acting en masse. It was like the mountain wind pouring into a narrow natural stone pot, and a buzzing sound suddenly sounded in the quiet courtyard of Taixueli, the sound was getting closer and louder, and it turned out that the voices of countless people talking and laughing were mixed together.

After class, hundreds of young scholars walked out of the courtyards of Taixue Land at the same time, and walked to the wide sidewalk in the middle, densely packed, huddled together, a fresh vitality, suddenly filled the entire space.

Some young people forgot to bring umbrellas, shouted loudly, jumped on the wet bluestone pavement, broke the layers of rain, and ran towards their own school. And more students took a good time, with a calm smile, and opened the umbrella around them. For a time, countless umbrella flowers of different colors bloomed in the whole courtyard, but there were no bright colors, and most of them were blue-gray and light.

So Fan Xian, who didn't want to be conspicuous, turned into a different plant in the sea because of the big black cloth umbrella on his head, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Little Fan-sama!"

"Teacher!"

"Sir!"

The students gathered around in surprise and saluted Fan Xian, most of them had only seen him from afar, and some of them were fortunate enough to follow him to edit the scriptures and histories of the Zhuang family, so they shouted extra hard.

Fortunately, there was no congestion, and these students also knew that Fan Xian was busy in the court, and he was also busy with the major affairs of Dongyi City recently, so they all suppressed the joy in their hearts, and after saluting and greeting him, they got out of the way.

Fan Xianyi nodded with a smile, and said a few words of gossip to the familiar students and teachers, looked up at the sky, and did not dare to delay any longer, so he went to the meditation court in the depths after saying goodbye.

Behind him and the officials of the Supervision Yuan, those Taixue students were still uncontrollable excited, whispering curiously, all speculating, why did Lord Xiao Fan come to Taixue today, is it just a matter of Dongyi City, His Majesty will return Lord Xiao Fan to Taixue? Let him continue to give lectures?

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He collected the black umbrella and placed it by the door, and a cool rain trickled down the tip of the umbrella, writing a big word, wetting the high wooden threshold. Fan Xian took the towel from the instructor, wiped his wet hair, entered the inner room, bowed to the university scholar behind the case, and said with a smile: "Come and see you." ”

Mr. Hu took off the glasses from his nose and looked at him suspiciously for a moment. I recognized him. said with a smile: "It's rare that I don't have to stay in the corner room today, and I just want to hide and be quiet." Can't you let me down?"

Now that the middle school of the earth is headed by Hu Daxue, His Majesty is getting older after all, and his energy is always

In the heyday of the year. And this king seems to have thought a lot, and will give the door a book, and no longer have to bow down to everything. In this way, the power of the subordinate Zhongshu is greater, but the affairs are very busy. In the private words of some sharp-eyed officials. Now there is a book under the door of the earth. It has gradually become the prime minister's house of the year. And the authority in the hands of the leader, Daxue Shi Hu, also seems to be moving closer to Lin Ruofu day by day.

Fan Xian didn't believe this. Since the emperor has worked so hard to oust his Lao Yue from power, he naturally will not allow another Lin Ruofu to appear. But he also knew that Scholar Hu was working hard all day long. smiled and stepped forward to salute again. said: "If it's not a serious matter, I don't dare to bother you." ”

Scholar Hu has excellent relations with other places. On the one hand, it is because in the debate of the antiquity of the text. The two are quite identical, and both sides appreciate each other's temperament. Therefore, it is a good personal relationship. On the other hand, it was because of the Kyoto Rebellion. Scholar Hu did Fan Xian a big favor. And Fan Xian was the first to save his life in the end.

"Say it. Scholar Hu placed his glasses on the table and clicked softly. After a pause. sighed and said: "If you want to go out in person, it is not a good thing to touch." ”

Fan Xian smiled. I looked at the glasses on the table, but I didn't say anything right away. Instead, he said, "Is this crystal mirror still useful?"

Scholar Hu is the same as in previous years. Have a youthful face that does not match your age at all. But Fan Xian knew. But there was something wrong with the eyes of the civil chief. Two years ago, we talked about it once in a while, and Fan Xian remembered it in his heart. Let Neku ponder for a long time. In the end, I still found a foreign crystal from Dongyi City. He was given a pair of one-of-a-kind glasses.

Scholar Hu has always been very grateful for this matter, because he has been working day and night on government affairs. Looking at the recital, my eyes are not good. That's going to be a big problem.

It's just that it's hand-grinding, and there is no optometry machine, so Fan Xian only knows that Scholar Hu is presbyopia. But I don't know how much help it can be.

"Very good. Very good. Scholar Hu smiled and said, "Yes." With this kind of affection, what are you going to do? I'll do it for you, anyway, the little grandfather won't let me do anything that disobeys the law and is confused. ”

As soon as these words came out, Fan Xian was dumbfounded, almost laughing, thinking that this scholar seemed to be righteous, but he didn't expect that he was still so cautious and cunning. The two of them knew that with Fan Xian's ability, he couldn't deal with the problem by himself, it must be an internal problem in the court, and Scholar Hu was cunning to the extreme.

Fan Xian smiled and shook his head, just when Scholar Hu thought that he was not easy to speak, and he was relieved, he suddenly squinted his eyes and said, "Yin Sun Jingxiu of Kyoto Prefecture is a good official......

Master Hu's fingers tightened, he almost pulled his beard off, and coughed twice, he really didn't expect Fan Xian to speak so directly. Regarding the location of the Yin Land in Kyoto Prefecture, as the head of the civil administration, of course he knew what the current situation was, but His Majesty was taking the throne of Fuga Zongwei, and he, a scholar, had no choice but to remain silent.

He glanced at Fan Xian tentatively and said, "This Lord Sun...... Didn't the rumors back then be suppressed by the little grandfather himself?"

Fan Xian didn't bother to turn these corners with him again, sat directly beside him, leaned next to his ear and said, "I have nothing to do with his daughter, but I really want to save this Lord Sun." ”

"That's what Your Majesty meant. Scholar Hu didn't shy away from anything in front of him, and directly moved the emperor out.

Fan Xian sneered: "It's just that He Zongwei is dancing there with a youthful and moving spirit, what does it have to do with Your Majesty." ”

Scholar Hu laughed, knowing that this kid would not admit that the problem of Kyoto Prefecture was His Majesty's will in front of anyone, otherwise he would have to fight with His Majesty in the ring.

Fan Xian continued: "I just want to ask, how is Sun Jingxiu's performance appraisal in the past three years?"

"This ......," Master Hu stroked his short beard lightly, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Two years in the middle and up, in one year, it's just mediocre." ”

Kyoto Prefecture is indeed an important position, so for the performance appraisal in the past three years, Scholar Hu firmly remembered it in his heart and blurted out. Fan Xian sneered and said, "Hugh wants to say these blind-covering gossip, the scholar understands it in his heart. This location in Kyoto Prefecture. It wasn't made by people in the first place. It is not to offend this house. is to offend that ministry, and the performance appraisal every year, every year is not successful. ”

"Mei Zhili was at most a middle level back then. Fan Xian rubbed his wrist. said: "Sun Jingxiu has been in the middle school for two years, and he is already an amazing official. In addition, this person is not good at private business and party fraud, so it is rare to have this comment. ”

Scholar Hu was silent for a moment, after all, he couldn't match his own conscience. He nodded slightly. He also knew that the position of Kyoto Prefecture Yin was difficult to handle. Sun Jingxiu is really a rare subordinate. If he is still in charge of Kyoto Prefecture, it will be much easier for him as a university scholar to run a business trip.

"If you really take him. Who will replace him?" Fan Xian Zhengse said: "I came today, not for personal reasons. Not for vindictiveness, just want to ask. Mo Fei University Scholar wants to look at Kyoto Prefecture and change five more prefectures in three years. In the end, no one dared to make a fuss anymore, and even played a trick of swallowing charcoal and getting sick?"

Scholar Hu sighed. embarrassed and said: "I also don't want Lord Sun to go to work." It's just that I haven't figured out why there is such a rumor in the palace. ”

He stared at Fan Xiandi's eyes. Asked softly, "Did you quarrel with that one again?"

This world dares to quarrel with His Majesty the Emperor. There is only Fan Xian alone. Fan Xian smiled self-deprecatingly. said: "It has nothing to do with quarrels. In fact, you should also see clearly that His Majesty is using this matter to establish authority for He Zongwei. Don't say that Sun Jingxiu is my person now. He said he was an idiot, and I was going to protect him. ”

"Earlier, I said that I don't care about personal feelings. At this time, he became your native again. Master Hu shook his head with a wry smile and said, "What do you want me to do? Your Majesty will surely be able to guess that it is entrusted by you...... Lord He is also quite a talented person. Why do you want to be angry with him? ”

Fan Xian was silent for a long time. He said softly: "This qi must be placed." The way of the world. Either the east wind overpowers the west wind, or the west wind overpowers the east wind. I won't give He Zongwei a glimmer of hope. A glimmer of possibility. A little fluke, a successful history. ”

"Why?" said Scholar Hu seriously. heart

, the fox asked.

Fan Xian didn't answer this question, because it involved that he wanted to drag out the power at hand as much as possible under the oppression of the emperor, and make a declaration. He slowly stood up and said, "I'm going to the palace tonight to quarrel and force Your Majesty not to issue a clear decree." As a result, the problem in Kyoto Prefecture is the pressure of the middle school under the door, and I need the help of a university scholar to help me fight it. ”

Scholar Hu did not answer, as if waiting for him to explain.

Fan Xian smiled and said: "Sun Jingxiu is a good official, he shouldn't just disappear into the boring power struggle, the reason is actually so simple." ”

Without waiting for Scholar Hu to speak, he said quietly: "This Taixue is a good place, the youth is compelling, these students are going to enter the court as an official in the future, as a gentleman, we not only want to teach them anything, but also use the real situation in the court to help them establish some confidence." ”

"An official, as long as he is willing to do things, can be safe. Fan Xian stared at Scholar Hu's eyes, "If Sun Jingxiu collapses like this, what will you do to teach these students? ”

Forced into the corner by Fan Xian, Scholar Hu was silent for a long time, knowing that this little grandfather was a man who could do what he said, if he didn't agree, maybe he would really use his prestige in Taixue to incite the students to do something, and couldn't help sighing and said: "Yes, as long as Your Majesty doesn't invent a will, I will come to protect Lord Sun." ”

Hearing this, Fan Xian finally laughed happily, arched his hand, didn't say anything more, and wanted to leave.

Master Hu picked up the crystal glasses on the table and said with a smile: "Even if you return the glasses...... But don't you think I'm still a little more affectionate?"

Fan Xian was in a very good mood and said, "It's a big deal to let Neku make a few more pairs, and give one to each of your sons." ”

Scholar Hu was secretly sarcastic by him, and scolded with a smile: "I mean, Master Xuezheng said a few days ago, when can you finish the affairs of Dongyi City, you have to hurry back to Taixue to teach the students." ”

Fan Xian smiled and responded: "If you don't say this, I'm going to do it too." "This is the truth, entering Taixue today, looking at so many young students, Fan Xian is in a good mood, he seems to think of the situation when he was in school in the previous life, and he knows that these students will inevitably be the pillars of Qingguo in the future, if he can influence them in advance, at some moment, maybe this will be his life-saving magic weapon.

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Fan Xian said goodbye and left, and Scholar Hu continued his business alone, accompanied by dim lights. I don't know how long it was, but before it was completely dark, an official walked in softly and whispered something in his ear.

Scholar Hu was silent for a long time, and a wry smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of his lips, and he said softly: "It turns out that there was such a scene at the banquet of the Sun Mansion today. I really don't know what this little grandfather thinks, he is so pompous, it is completely out of line with his previous dark temperament. ”

The official was naturally a close confidant of Scholar Hu, and there were many puzzled looks on his face, and he said suspiciously: "And this matter is very strange, I know that it is the meaning of the palace, and Lord Xiao Fan still has to resist it, and even does not hesitate to come to ask the teacher, for the sake of a mere Sun Jingxiu, is it worth it?"

"It's not just Sun Jingxiu. Scholar Hu sighed again, waved his hand to let the official go down, and advised: "There is no need to mention this matter again, as long as Your Majesty does not issue an order, I will protect myself for Lord Xiao Fan, and it should be fine." ”

The official replied in a deep voice and left.

Scholar Hu's still young face changed in the dim light, he was thinking about Fan Xian's previous words, and he was guessing Fan Xian's true intentions. He rubbed his eyebrows that were a little tight, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, Lord He is only afraid that he is not qualified to be the east wind, and Lord Xiao Fan is fighting with His Majesty!

But why did you want to fight? Could it be because he was angry with His Majesty's act of cutting power, so he vented it here? Scholar Hu fell into deep thought, and always felt that this was not the case. It's been three years, and His Majesty's reduction of power in the Supervision Yuan has been moving forward, and Fan Xian has always taken a step back in advance with filial piety before he goes further in the palace, and he has also retreated, without the slightest displeasure.

Why didn't Fan Xian retreat? Was he worried that he would retreat too much, and he would not have anything in his hand in the future to compete with others? But besides Your Majesty, who do you need to contend with?

Scholar Hu's brows were furrowed very tightly, but he couldn't figure it out. Suddenly, his fingers touched his wrinkles, slightly startled, and quickly spread the wrinkles with his fingers, and quietly took out a small porcelain bottle from under the table, picked a little emulsifiable thing from the bottle, and applied it to his face carefully, and after slowly patting it, the skin on his cheeks was smoother, and a few wrinkles were inconspicuous.

Scholar Hu put the porcelain vase on the table and hid it, and smiled self-deprecatingly, why should he think so much about the matter between His Majesty's father and son, and it is impossible for them to really turn their faces - it is their own face, the self-deprecation on the corner of Scholar Hu's lips is getting stronger and stronger, and even a little sadness.

He is not too young, so he pays special attention to the maintenance of his face, because he knows that his historical mission is to become the center of His Majesty's court in a hundred years, so he must not look old. If His Majesty thinks that he is old, he will definitely have some other thoughts, and leave a younger pavist for his son.

Everyone has their own secrets, their own helplessness, and their own sorrows.