The black carriage passed the Dongchuan intersection, Fan Xian just retracted his gaze to his bookstore and medical hall, 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, Tongwen Museum, Education Institute, anyway, how difficult it is to export, how can His Majesty change it randomly.

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 can't help but be a little bullish. The ordinary government yamen did not want to deal with Taixue at all, and Qingguo's slightly enlightened style of study made ordinary ministers refuse to enter casually - they were afraid of being forced to be questioned by these students, and finally ran away.

However, Fan Xian has never had this kind of worry, his relationship with Taixue students has always been good, especially after four years of Qingli, he served in Taixue, acting as the nominal deputy of Taixue Xuezheng, plus later Fan Xian shocked the world, and dragged a cart of books from the Northern Qi Dynasty back to Taixue, his status in Taixue has become extremely noble, and he has won the admiration of the students.

The carriage stopped quietly at the door of Taixue, and a scholar had already come up to answer it. Fan Xian got out of the carriage, looked up at the gate that he hadn't seen for half a year, and smiled, this quaint gate was actually newly built later, and he rubbed some ancient meaning into it, and spent so much silver, in fact, it was only Nanqing in terms of knowledge, there is always a sense of inferiority from the bottom of his heart, especially in some corners related to the taste of history.

It suddenly rained, although it was not heavy, but the scattered raindrops hit the deep Taixue wooden door, becoming particularly eye-catching, gradually becoming blurred from mottled to fainting, and the stone slabs on the ground were about to accumulate water.

An official of the Qi Nian team silently took out the lotus robe from the car and wanted to put it on for him. Fan Xian shook his head, although he liked to wear a black sè lotus robe, take his closest subordinates, line up in a zigzag, and travel like a ghost in the quiet autumn night of Kyoto, but now he is in Taixue, he doesn't want to look too special, and surprise those hot-blooded and innocent students.

Mu Feng'er held up the umbrella and sent him into the gate of Taixue.

At this time, it was already afternoon, the sun had already moved west, at this time it was covered by the clouds, swept away by the rain, the light became darker, the whole large courtyard was full of tranquility, walking forward under the green trees, there was no one to look at, it was extremely empty and quiet.

Thousands of Taixue students were still in class at this time, and Fan Xian, who was a professor of Taixue, of course knew it clearly, but he just frowned and thought, how could the sound of reading stop so neatly?

Like a sudden collective action of bees, and like a mountain wind pouring into a narrow natural stone pot, a buzzing sound suddenly sounded in the quiet courtyard of Taixueli, the sound was getting closer and louder, and it turned out to be the sound of countless people's discussions and jokes mixed together.

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

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

So Fan Xian, who didn't want to be conspicuous, turned into a different plant in the sea of plain umbrellas because of the black sè big 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 the students 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 Tian Sè, 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 about why Lord Xiao Fan came to Taixue today, is it just a matter of Dongyi City, and His Majesty will return Master Xiao Fan to Taixue? Let him continue to give lectures?

............ 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 on his nose, looked at him suspiciously for a while, and then recognized him, and 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 relax?"

Today's Menxia Zhongshu is headed by Hu Daxue, and His Majesty's age is getting older after all, and his strength is always less than when he was in his heyday, and this king seems to have thought a lot, and has thrown many political affairs to Menxia Zhongshu, and no longer has to bow down to everything. In the private words of some sharp-eyed officials, today's Zhongshu has gradually become the prime minister's mansion of the year, and the authority in the hands of the chief scholar Hu seems to be moving closer to Lin Ruofu day by day.

Fan Xian didn't believe this, since the emperor had worked so hard to remove his Lao Yue from power, he would naturally not allow another Lin Ruofu to appear, but he also knew that it was really hard for Scholar Hu to work political affairs, so he stepped forward with a smile and saluted again, and said, "If it's not a serious matter, I don't dare to bother you." ”

Scholar Hu had a very good relationship with him, on the one hand, because in the debate between the ancient and new texts, the two sides were quite identical, and both sides appreciated each other's affection, so they achieved a good personal relationship, and on the other hand, because in the Kyoto rebellion, Scholar Hu did Fan Xian a great favor, and Fan Xian was the first to save his life.

"Say it. Scholar Hu put his glasses on the table, made a soft click, and after a slight pause, he sighed and said, "If you want to go out in person, it is not a good thing to touch it." ”

Fan Xian smiled, looked at the glasses on the table, but didn't say anything immediately, but said, "This crystal mirror is still good?"

As in previous years, Scholar Hu had a young face that did not match his age at all, but Fan Xian knew that there was a small problem with the eyes of this civil official, and Fan Xian remembered it when he talked about it once in a while two years ago, so that Neiku pondered for a long time, and finally found a foreign crystal from Dongyi City and gave him a pair of unique glasses.

Scholar Hu has always been very grateful for this matter, because he was working hard at night and reviewing the recital, and his eyes were not good, and there was going to be a big problem.

It's just that he grinds by hand, and he doesn't have an optometry machine, so Fan Xian only knows that Scholar Hu is presbyopia, but he doesn't know how much help it can be.

"It's good, it's good. Master Hu said with a smile: "Yes, with the affection of these glasses, I will do everything you want to do, and the little grandfather will not let me do anything that violates the law and disobeys the law anyway." ”

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, the problem that he couldn't deal with by himself must be an internal problem in the court, and Scholar Hu's words were 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 off his beard, and coughed twice, he really didn't expect Fan Xian to speak so directly. Regarding the position of Kyoto Prefecture Yin, as the head of the civil government, 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 Majesty means. 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 danced there is moving, what does it have to do with His Majesty." ”

Master Hu laughed, knowing that this kid would not admit that the problem of Kyoto Prefecture was His Majesty's intention 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 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 and blurted it out. Fan Xian sneered and said: "Hugh wants to say these blind-covering gossip, the scholar understands in his heart that the position of Yin of Kyoto Prefecture was not done by people in the first place, either offending this mansion, or offending 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 and 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 conscience, and nodded lightly, he also knew that the position of Kyoto Prefecture Yin was difficult to handle, and Sun Jingxiu was really a rare subordinate, if he was still in charge of Kyoto Prefecture, he would be much easier for him to run a business.

"If you really take him, who will replace him?" Fan Xianzheng said: "I came today, not for personal affection, not for vindictiveness, but just want to ask, could it be that the scholar wants to change five mansions in the next three years after watching Kyoto Prefecture, and in the end, no one dares to come to the palace, and even plays the trick of swallowing charcoal and getting sick?"

Master Hu sighed and said in embarrassment: "I also don't want Master Sun to go to work, but I haven't figured out why there is such a rumor in the palace." ”

He stared at Fan Xian's eyes and asked softly, "Did you quarrel with that one again?"

This person in the world who dares to quarrel with His Majesty the Emperor is only Fan Xian. Fan Xian smiled self-deprecatingly and said: "It has nothing to do with quarrels, in fact, you should also see clearly, His Majesty is taking advantage of this matter to establish power for He Zongwei, don't say that Sun Jingxiu is my person now, so I say that he is an idiot, and I will protect him." ”

"I said before that I didn't care about my personal feelings, but now I have become your person again. Master Hu shook his head with a wry smile and said, "What do you want me to do?" If I come forward, Your Majesty will definitely be able to guess that it is entrusted by you...... Lord He is also a very talented person, why do you bother to be angry with him. ”

After Fan Xian was silent for a long time, he said softly: "This qi must be placed, in this world, either the east wind overwhelms the west wind, or the west wind overpowers the east wind, I will not give He Zongwei a trace of hope, a trace of possibility, a trace of fluke, a successful history." ”

"Why?" said Scholar Hu when he saw what he said, his heart was slightly shocked, and the fox asked.

Fan Xian didn't answer this question, because it involved that he wanted to drag on for as long as possible to keep the power at hand and make a declaration under the oppression of the emperor. He slowly stood up and said, "I'm going to the palace tonight to quarrel and force Your Majesty not to make 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 didn't answer, as if waiting for his next explanation.

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, Qing Chūn is pressing, these students are going to enter the court as officials in the future, we, as gentlemen, 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 person 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 the will, I will come to protect Lord Sun." ”

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

Master Hu picked up the crystal glasses on the table and said with a smile: "Even if it is to return your 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 true, today rì entered Taixue, looking at so many young students, Fan Xian was in a good mood, he seemed to think of the situation when he was in school in the previous life, and he knew that these students would inevitably be the pillars of Qingguo in the future, if he could influence them in advance, at some moments, maybe it would be his life-saving magic weapon.

............ 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, and it wasn't completely dark, when an official walked in softly and whispered something in his ear.

Scholar Hu was silent for a long time, 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 inconsistent with his previous secrets. ”

The official was naturally a close confidant of Scholar Hu, and there was a lot of confusion 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 hard, 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 His 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 was changing 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 was only afraid that he was not qualified to be the east wind, and Lord Xiao Fan was fighting in the ring with His Majesty!

Is it because he is 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 over 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 have nothing in his hand in the future to compete with others? But who do you need to contend with except His Majesty?

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 rǔ oil-like thing from the bottle, and applied it to his face carefully, after slowly patting it, the skin on his cheeks became smoother, and a few wrinkles looked inconspicuous.

Scholar Hu put the porcelain vase in the table and hid it, and smiled self-deprecatingly, why should he think so much about the matter between his majesty and his son, and it is impossible for them to really turn their faces - it is their own face, the self-deprecation at 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 the court in the hundred years from now, so he must not look old. If His Majesty thinks that he is old, he must have some other idea of leaving a younger minister for his son.

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