"Studying history can make us clear, we remember history to know where we came from and why we are together, and let us know what we can bring to future generations after we are together......

Flying across the not too high city wall, Zhang Xuezhou directly entered the city.

The copper feather on his arm quickly shrank back into his body.

This city is not as vast and prosperous as Chang'an City, but it is much larger than Rongcheng, and the folk customs tend to be studious.

When Zhang Xuezhou walked step by step towards the firelight zone, he only heard the voice of preaching and receiving karma to solve doubts.

"I don't want to know how I got here, I just want to know if I can fill my stomach by studying history!"

A low voice of frustration came, and the lecturer responded with a nonchalant laugh.

"Of course, studying history can fill your stomach, but only if you learn it well, learn from these past histories, and thus have real knowledge, will the imperial court hire you as an official."

"When the senses fill your stomach?"

"Gou Qiba, you have seen a few hungry officials!"

There are patient responses from teachers, repeated questions from confused people, and ridiculed by classmates.

In the center of the fire, although there are many students who interrupt the teaching, the atmosphere of teaching is obviously very good.

"This Spring and Autumn Festival is not a study of officials, but it contains the experience of the predecessors who worked hard for the society, and you good scholars can distinguish and analyze it, learn from the policies of the ancients to govern the country and secure the country, and you can avoid detours in the future!"

Another familiar voice came.

This made Zhang Xuezhou slightly stunned, only to feel that as soon as the sky and the north and the sea fell casually, he would be able to meet the old acquaintance.

This kind of voice made Zhang Xuezhou extremely cordial, after all, Zhang Xuezhou had been in exile for too long.

If it weren't for the fact that the demon crane Feiyu had the ability to fly at high altitudes across thousands of miles, and could accurately identify the direction, he wanted to return to the territory of the Han Dynasty, I don't know what year and month.

And it is even more difficult for Zhang Xuezhou to meet familiar people.

He came with a voice, and after getting closer, Zhang Xuezhou also saw Dong Zhongshu's familiar face in the firelight.

His gaze drew a look back.

Dong Zhongshu sat above, and when he glanced at the people below, Zhang Xuezhou's face suddenly met in his eyes.

"Strange!"

After nearly two years of separation, Dong Zhongshu found that Zhang Xuezhou's face seemed to be a lot younger.

Dong Zhongshu felt that it was impossible for him to recognize the wrong person, face recognition was only the most basic method, and breath recognition was his real means.

He has not used people as consumables many times in his life, and he has a deep impression of Zhang Xuezhou's spell casting consumables, and he is also extremely familiar with Zhang Xuezhou's breath.

Although Zhang Xuezhou is much stronger than in the past, Zhang Xuezhou's breath has not changed.

"Sure enough, he's still alive!"

The affairs of Lingnan and his party involved a lot of things, and Dong Zhongshu couldn't lose his memory in just two years.

It's just that he didn't expect Zhang Xuezhou to run from Lingnan to Bashu and bring it.

"Master Dong!"

The familiar salutation after beckoning came, which made Dong Zhongshu completely sure in his heart, he stretched out his hand to signal a direction for Zhang Xuezhou to take a seat, and then stretched out his hand to make a slight gesture to the middle-aged man next to him.

"Zhong Weng, I just saw an old man, next you will teach the Spring and Autumn Sutra, I will come and listen to it later!"

The middle-aged man who Dong Zhongshu opened his mouth to call Zhong Weng had an extremely kind face, and a smile on his face signaled that Dong Zhongshu was okay.

"I'm a start-up in the Academy, it's already great that you can come to cheer, you don't have to be restricted, after all, I don't have any rules here!" The middle-aged man laughed.

"I still want the rules!"

Dong Zhongshu also smiled back.

He generously stepped down from the seat of the lecturer of the Academy.

Walking through the bonfire and out of the passage where more than 100 students who came to study to make way, Dong Zhongshu was already standing in front of Zhang Xuezhou, who was at the rear.

"I haven't seen you for two years, okay?" Dong Zhongshu said with a smile.

"I'm ...... this day"

Either in the process of killing someone or in the journey of being killed, Zhang

Xuezhou felt that his life was not good at all.

He didn't understand why his life was so displaced.

This is far more turbulent than his real life.

If calculated according to the itinerary, Zhang Xuezhou feels that the distance he has crossed in the past two years can be called a global journey.

"After that disaster, everyone had a bad day!"

Looking at Zhang Xuezhou with a sigh on his face, Dong Zhongshu couldn't help but feel related.

It is normal for Zhang Xuezhou to have a bad time, after all, Dong Zhongshu is not doing well.

If it weren't for Emperor Jing secretly protecting the crown prince, Dong Zhongshu felt that the trip to Lingnan was not only without merit, but it was normal to lose his head.

thought that the missing person suddenly appeared in Bashu, Dong Zhongshu was quite curious about how Zhang Xuezhou came over in the past two years.

He glanced at Zhang Xuezhou, who had a young face, and felt that although the other party was having a bad time, he should at least be happy, otherwise it would not be possible to have this face.

It's a very contradictory opposition.

Zhang Xuezhou's words and deeds are full of suffering, but there is no half-suffering appearance in his appearance.

If it weren't for the aftermath of the battle between Zunshang and Emperor Jing, Dong Zhongshu would even think that Zhang Xuezhou had a good life.

"Master Dong, why are you here?" Zhang Xuezhou was the first to ask.

"I have an old friend who opened a school palace, and His Majesty felt very interesting, so let me come over and have a look," Dong Zhongshu said.

"What is the Academy? Just lecturing around a campfire? Are all these people here to hear?" Zhang Xuezhou said strangely.

"Wen Weng's school palace has just been established, and the space is limited, so you can only burn the fire to support the scene" Dong Zhongshu said: "When the imperial court confirms, Wen Weng can set aside an area to build a school house, which will be much better!"

"That's right!" Zhang Xuezhou said.

"These people are all students who are interested in the Academy," Dong Zhongshu said, "It's just that there are not many people who are really studying at the moment, after all, they can't fill their stomachs by studying for a while, and it is a little difficult to persuade people to read at the moment."

"This kind of thing is not easy to do, my aunt said that the poorest are those who study" Zhang Xuezhou said: "In the end, I can't even afford pork, and I say that I have been poor for three generations!"

"Your aunt's remarks are a bit excessive, but in fact, they are poor for three generations...... Oh, don't go!"

Dong Zhongshu nodded thoughtfully, only to see that more than a dozen students were suddenly dispersed around him, which made him immediately turn his head and shout.

"My mother wants me to chop wood tomorrow, I need to go to bed early!"

"I'm hungry and want to go home and fall asleep in bed, otherwise I'll easily eat tomorrow's food!"

"I'm going hunting tomorrow, and the knife hasn't been sharpened yet!"

"The cotton field at home is not watered, I have to get up early tomorrow to water it, and I can't listen here!"

"I suddenly remembered that there was a mother-in-law at home, and that mother-in-law must be scolding me when she saw that I was not returning!"

"My mother asked me to give birth to a son early to help with the work, and this matter cannot be delayed at night!"

When explaining to Dong Zhongshu, the number of people listening to the sound continued to increase, and some people joined the ranks of leaving.

Previously, everyone sat steadily, but the people who left had a bad head and obviously tore off everyone's faces. ap.

For a while, various reasons were exported.

By the time the situation had calmed down, there were less than twenty people left in front of the dozen or so campfires.

Sitting on the podium, the middle-aged man named Zhong Weng was obviously a little caught off guard.

He was surprised to see Dong Zhongshu and Zhang Xuezhou, who were chatting in a low voice not far away.

The voices of the two men were small, but they could be heard by those who were nearby, and it was not difficult for him to hear them clearly.

In just a few words of exchange, the two men triggered a wave of resignation from the unambitious.