In order to save face, Justis asserted: "This is a deliberate invitation to the chef to entertain us, and the average student will definitely not be able to eat." ”

"However, the students in the cafeteria eat the same meals as us." The officials under him have long been looking at the six roads.

"This is an illusion created by them, and it is really superficial!" Wei Si sneered: "But there are still a few canteens in Guozi University, and this is definitely not the case elsewhere." Otherwise, the king of Chu would have a golden mountain, and he would be empty. ”

In order to prove his guess, he didn't eat any more rice, and led people to raid several other canteens at Guozi University on the spot, and found a good news and a bad news.

The good news is that the food in other canteens is indeed different from the dishes in the first canteen.

The bad news is that although the dishes are different, Chunlan Qiuju and each one is good at it, and the quality is the same.

For example, the Dongpo meat and stewed fish head in the second canteen are more generous; The roasted rabbit pieces with radish and cucumber chicken balls in the third canteen are more fresh and refreshing, and are more in line with the taste of the waiter.

After swallowing his saliva, Vaus had to admit that the food in every cafeteria was equally good.

It made him despair. Officials who have walked through the troubled times know too well what this means -

This means that the financial resources of Guozi University are completely beyond imagination, which means that the loyalty of Guozi students to the royal family will be unbreakable, and there is no possibility of being co-opted at all.

A few years later, when this group of fanatical royalists poured into the officialdom, their scrawny Confucian officials couldn't resist it, okay?

Centris finally realized that today's compromise was a major rout...... But it was difficult to recover the water, and if they dared to overturn the compromise they had just reached, the emperor would really be able to pinch the tablets of the two saints of Confucius and Mencius.

Moreover, the civil servants are exhausted, and many of them have fallen ill directly, and they will not be able to make trouble again in a short time......

Standing at the foot of Jilong Mountain, he looked back at the brightly lit Guozi University, as if he saw a giant dragon about to rise into the air, and it was already unstoppable.

"Alas......" Wei Si sighed and said to the left and right: "The more I think about it, the more I think that the Confucian Temple of Guozi University is still quite good." ”

"Yes, yes, unique, unique." A group of officials from the Ministry of Rites chimed in. Obviously, they all understand the psychology of the waiter.

Although the Ministry of Rites is the superior yamen of Guozi University, the sacrificial wine of Guozi University is a dignified prince, and they are the only ones who are uncomfortable.

On the contrary, if the door is opened a little bit and the relationship between the two sides is improved, there will certainly be a lot of benefits. If nothing else, just for the meal card in their hands that they can prostitute at any time, if it is too stiff, how can they be embarrassed to eat white food?

So the Ministry of Rites reached a tacit understanding and decided to only talk about the cost of the Temple of Literature in the recital, without mentioning the size of the ......

~~

After seeing off the officials who came to inspect the Ministry of Rites, Song Ne and Luo Guanzhong walked side by side in the quiet campus.

As he walked, Song Ne shook his head and sighed.

"What's wrong? Not used to giving gifts for the first time? Luo Guanzhong smiled and asked, "Think you're not clean?" ”

"It's kind of there. However, the old man didn't give gifts before, because he was too poor. Song Ne sighed and said: "Besides, Guozi University has made too many enemies, and it is necessary to have a good relationship with the top yamen." ”

"I really didn't expect that such an unruly celebrity as Mr. Guanzhong would be so good at giving gifts, I want to learn from you." Saying that, he glanced at Luo Guanzhong and couldn't help laughing:

"A meal card is not considered a bribe, it is natural to send and receive calmly. What's even better is that once they accept it, they subconsciously want to have a good relationship with us, otherwise why would they be embarrassed to come to eat? ”

"Haha, I'll just treat you as a compliment to me." Luo Guanzhong also smiled: "It's nothing, I've been a ruffian for a long time, and I've learned to be a ruffian." ”

"......" Song Ne was able to understand the meaning of 'ruffian', and obviously suffered from it. He nodded approvingly and said, "I hope I can learn what that fart is as soon as possible......"

"Actually, I sweated a little this afternoon, worried that you would have a seizure when you saw that little Temple of Literature." Luo Guanzhong was relieved again:

"But Siye still takes care of the overall situation."

"What can I do, I'm already on the thief ship, so I can only follow and do evil." Song Ne smiled bitterly and said:

"It's just that His Highness made this small temple, no matter how much money it spent, no matter how nice it sounds, its intentions are obvious."

"It is to reduce the influence of Confucianism on students." There are no outsiders, and Luo Guanzhong is not shy about it.

Yes, no matter how much emphasis is placed on the importance of the scriptures. His Royal Highness's tendency is so obvious, I am afraid that the officials trained by Guozi University in the future will not follow the rules and follow the rules and follow the rules of the monarch and the ministers. Song Ne said worriedly:

"Doesn't His Highness know the usefulness of Confucianism to his old Zhu family?"

"How could it not be known? He and Liu Bowen pondered and pondered all day long, and their intestines were poured many times, so he couldn't think of such a simple truth? Luo Guanzhong shook his head and said:

"Do you know why he treats me so badly, and the old man still follows him relentlessly?"

"He can write a book for you." Song Ne said.

"It's not ......" Luo Guanzhong almost choked to death with a mouthful of saliva, and said to Song Ne helplessly: "It's because his pattern is big enough, and his heart is not only the old Zhu family, but also the entire Ming Dynasty." ”

"Well, that's right." Song Ne nodded, and said thoughtfully: "When the emperors of the past dynasties are mentioned in the history books, there is an indispensable sentence of 'few great ambitions and the world', but in fact, I still want to turn the world into the private property of a family with one surname, like Your Highness, is the real heart of the world." ”

"The flesh is numb." Luo Guanzhong suddenly shuddered.

"Indeed." Song Ne also wanted to vomit a little, so the two tacitly changed the topic and scolded the sixth child for not being a man.

Well, it's still refreshing......

~~

Under the protection of the officials of the Ministry of Rites, this small Confucian Temple on Jilong Mountain finally did not cause any more turmoil.

Although many civil officials have complained about this temple of literature built in one day, the previous energy has been released, and they are really powerless to toss.

This has to admire the flexibility and resourcefulness of the civil officials. Seeing that he was unable to change the size of the Temple of Literature, he changed his mind and began to preach the miracle of 'becoming a temple in one day', in order to prove that there must be a Temple of Literature in Taixue, which is arranged by God......

In any case, this 'February wave' set off by Lao Liu's hands has finally passed without danger.

Teachers and students also put their hearts back in their stomachs, and with the spring blossoms, various teaching work began to unfold in an orderly manner.

Guozi University, a giant ship full of hope, finally set sail slowly and firmly on Jilong Mountain, amid the sound of reading.

"It's really not easy...... On the Arctic Pavilion, His Royal Highness the King of Chu overlooked the campus he had built with his own hands, full of a sense of accomplishment.

"Sure enough, the hard-earned fruits are the sweetest."

"Fart, the bitterness is all eaten by the old man and the eldest brother, how can you suffer ......" The fourth child pouted, he thought that the sixth child would shed his skin if he didn't die this time, and he had thought of all kinds of ways to comfort him, even including sending him a few big waves of beauties. Unexpectedly, the sixth child was unharmed, and he didn't eat at all, but he didn't use a trick.

This is really more popular than people, and it is also called 'afraid that my brother will have a hard time, and I am afraid that my brother will drive a Land Rover'.

Especially when it is his turn to appear on the stage again, the fourth child's feeling is even stronger.

(End of chapter)