Jinling Chengguo Mansion.

Since Ning Jue returned to Jinling, he has been stuffy in the small courtyard where he lives, writing something.

Zhu Xizhong walked into the small courtyard a little dazed.

"Brother Xian, Xu Pengju said that he would set up wine in the light smoke building tonight...... What are you writing here? ”

Ning Jue lowered his head and said silently: "I don't have any money in my pocket, I'll just write something at home to pass the time." ”

Zhu Xizhong looked at the silver ingot on the bookcase suspiciously.

"Isn't that fifty taels?"

"It's different."

"It's all silver, what's the difference."

"It's hard-earned money."

——

The original site of the Xinquan School Museum is the Ding Garden next to the Nanjing TV Station in later generations.

This was originally the home of the history of the gentry of Liyang, and then it was given to the Zhan family to give lectures, and the history also worshiped under the Zhan family, and the academy was adjacent to the imperial city, so it was a lot more convenient to act.

A few green pines in the academy were full of greenery, and Lu Huai sat at the stone table under the tree, his face uncertain.

Behind Lu Huai was a strange stone.

The college examination and autumn are approaching, and at this time in previous years, a group of great Confucians have already taken their disciples to speculate on this year's exam questions.

This year, however, it was an exception, and no one in the college had the heart to ponder the questions for this year's exam.

"Rude, I'm afraid I can't stop the matter of Litian."

It was He Qian, the left attendant of the Nanjing Criminal Department, who spoke.

Since Zou Wang's rebellion, this Jiangnan businessman has started a wave of revenge.

There are also many who don't even care about 3721, and go directly to Zou Wang after paying the account first.

Zou Wang is a businessman, and after such a toss, he seems to be a businessman in the world.

"Can't stop it? Who said it couldn't be stopped? ”

Lu Huai walked towards the academy in the distance, reading aloud, the sound was in his ears, Lu Huai looked at it, and then turned back.

"The sentient beings of Xishan have not yet arrived in the southern capital?"

"This clearing of acres of land was originally intended to be spread into acres, and as soon as the flood of Taihu Lake occurred, the sentient beings of Xishan were directly left in Xishan for service."

Lu Huai couldn't help but snort coldly when he heard this.

"Since the Song Dynasty, I have never heard of any Confucian soldiers serving in the army, and this time the imperial court is really perverse!"

He Qian shook his head and said, "The sentient beings of Xishan are also paid for the service, and they should have only been delayed by the flood. ”

It's just that He Qian didn't notice that Lu Huai, who was not far away, had already changed his expression.

"Geeyang, I want to ...... The flooding of Taihu Lake is still short of manpower after all, right? ”

"There should be no shortage, Xishan Fu County is a big county, naturally there are people, there should be no need for the students to charge ahead, and the Xishan Zhusheng will be able to arrive in a while."

Hearing this, Lu Huai's expression was a little strange and relieved.

"That's good, this stall into the acre, I just want to give away the scholars, I also said that Xishan County Zun directly forced the gentry to be an errand, this water and fire are ruthless, and the students are already powerless, if they fall into the water because of this, won't I lose a pillar of material again?"

"Yes......" He Qian's words stopped abruptly and looked at Lu Huai.

Lu Huai glanced at the study hall not far away.

"Jiyang, I didn't say anything, let's go and teach the students homework, the college exam is finally approaching, I hope that the students of Xishan will toss down this time, and don't suffer a loss in the exam."

"Praise all living beings! It is said that benevolence, conscience, and heavenly principles must be the heart. ”

The recitation of the students seemed to announce to the entire Ming Dynasty that there was nothing in the world and everyone was safe.

On the shores of Taihu Lake.

Hundreds of tanned slender men are carrying bags of sandbags towards the weir of the lake.

Fortunately, Zou Wang and these people put grain for relief.

This time, the flood was treated very smoothly, and I was able to eat three meals a day and one meat meal every two days.

made Zou Wang have the reputation of a "great benevolent man" again.

Only in the shed not far away, the students who were supposed to go to Jinling to prepare for the government exam looked at the scene in front of them, but they all gritted their teeth.

"We are all disciples of saints, what do we have to do with these laborers staring here?"

Another scholar held a fan in his hand and couldn't stop fanning the wind.

"The smell is extreme, the pickled place is insulting! Qin Xianzun, don't you want to play the court? ”

Qin Qiliang sat in the shed with a gloomy face.

"This is what the court said about spreading the land into the mu, and the scholars will have to go out to serve in the future, and I have no choice, isn't this even me?"

"If they want to make trouble, let them make trouble...... Can't stop it, the last few weirs are gone. ”

The scholars wanted to complain again, but they noticed that Qin Qiliang's face was ugly, so they closed their mouths.

The sun is thinning, and the sky is getting late.

Qin Qiliang got up at this time and instructed the soldiers beside him: "Even if this weir is blocked today, please go and check it in batches, and we will move to another place tomorrow." ”

The sentient beings sang in unison, and walked towards the lake weir after Qin Qiliang.

Just when Qin Qiliang took people to check on the weir mouth.

Just before the sun completely set, Qin Qiliang suddenly heard an exclamation from the embankment.

Then there was a "poof" sound.

"County Honor! Someone overboard! ”

Through the night, Qin Qiliang faintly saw ripples on the water surface of Taihu Lake, and hurriedly said, "Then hurry up!" ”

Everyone glanced at Qin Qiliang as if they were fools.

If you can come up by yourself, it's called swimming!

"Then who's going down to save it?"

"County Zun, I can't wait for water!"

A layer of fine sweat oozed from Qin Qiliang's forehead.

"This, this county doesn't have water!"

"Throw some rope down."

A few of the students took the rope and threw it towards the lake.

It's a pity that the show that fell into the water floated farther and farther, and the rope couldn't be thrown at all.

Qin Qiliang said: "Quick, go find someone to save people!" ”

"Whoa!"

A quarter of an hour later, the slender man, who had already gone back to rest, turned back to the mouth of the weir and jumped into the water one by one.

It's just that the night is thick, and the sight is not good, and the slender men fished down for half an hour before they fished the people up from the lake.

Looking at the Confucian shirt worn by Xiucai through the light of the torch, Qin Qiliang's legs were already weak.

Jinling only sent a letter asking him to leave these students, but he never said that he was going to drown people!

Was this really an accident?

Qin Qiliang didn't have time to think about it, and the talents next to the weir mouth were already howling.

"Brother Ziding! Wake up! The old mother and young son of your family are still waiting for you to go to high school! ”

These Xishan students were already holding their breath.

After all, only Changzhou Prefecture was flooded, but the students in Changzhou had to go out to serve and compete with other provinces, and they all felt that they had suffered a big loss.

In addition, such a big stick that changes color hangs high above the head.

These talents have completely broken the defense.

"County Honor! Unheard of in ancient times! The court humiliated Sven like this, why bother taking the exam? ”

Qin Qiliang froze incoherently.

"Beings, what are you going to do?"

"What else can be done? Collect the corpse for Brother Ziding! ”

"This, this ......" Qin Qiliang knew that something big was going to happen, so he had to subconsciously stop in front of those talents: "All beings and calm down, you still have a great future...... You can't do foolish things! ”

"County Honor! You also got into the exam step by step! How can you sit idly by and watch us be humiliated like this? ”

"I'm going to Jiangning, I'm going to Guozijian! Go to the Temple of Literature! Let everyone in the world see clearly, don't sit back and watch the traitors go against the grain! ”

Qin Qiliang looked at Xiucai, who was already boiling with emotion, and suddenly Qin Qiliang seemed to think of something, and rushed back to the county office regardless of it.

It's just that when Qin Qiliang returned to the county office, there was only a pile of fly ash left in the brocade box where he stored his letters.

"It's over...... It's all over ......."

Qin Qiliang sat on the ground with a slump of buttocks.

He knows.

Now he is also an outcast.

The boiling talents carried the drowned corpse of the living and went straight to Jinling.

Another two days, on the bank of the Qinhuai River, in front of the Confucius Temple.

The crowd carried the already stinking corpse off the boat.

Just placed directly under the Lingxing Gate in front of the Confucius Temple.

"Brother Ziding! We're at the Tribute Courtyard, open your eyes and take a look! It's better for you to scold a traitor in front of the statue of a saint! ”

For a while, the cry shook the sky.

In the vicinity of Jinling Confucius Temple, they are Jiangnan Gongyuan and Yingtianfuxue.

Soon, a large number of students came to Jinling to participate in the hospital examination and the township examination.

In the dark, there seems to be a force secretly wrapping this living man who fell into the water and died.

Zhou An, the words of the table are fixed.

At the age of three, he could read a thousand words, memorize Tang poems at the age of five, read four books and five classics at the age of seven, and was proficient in poetry and songs at the age of eight.

If there is no accident, he will be the pillar of the country.

In short, if Zhou Anyu of this association is outstanding, the greater the sin of these people who implement the new law.

——

Ministry of Rites Yamen.

Gu Kexue, who had just come back from Zi Xishan, sat in the hall, and the yamen of the Ministry of Rites, which was originally unmanned on weekdays, was also crowded with the college examination and the examiners who were preparing to enter the court.

The servants of the Gu family hurriedly ran into the class room.

"Master, something is wrong, the saint is dead!"

The teacup in Gu Kexue's hand fell to the ground with a trembling "snap".

"The saint is dead?!"

"Mr. Ganquan! You, why are you gone! Gu Kexue cried loudly even if he was proficient.

The Ministry of Rites made a mess when he boarded the yamen.

"Impossible, the teacher still believed in me last month, how can heaven and man be separated forever now?"

"Teacher!"

“……”

Gu Kexue was even more out of breath crying.

"Does Mr. Ganquan have a suicide note?"

"I haven't heard of that, but the little ones are drowning, and it shouldn't be too late."

"What? Mr. Ganquan is more than eighty years old, and he still went into the water? That's how they take care of Mr. Ganquan?! ”

Some people behind Gu Kexue stopped crying abruptly, and some people were indignant.

"Such scoundrels should never be used! Who is taking care of the teacher, I am going to impeach him now! ”

It wasn't until this point that he realized he had said the wrong thing.

whispered beside Gu Kexue and said, "Master, that sage looks quite young, so it's ...... Early twenties? It's definitely less than thirty, why is it eighty? ”

Gu Kexue's old face sank, and then he lowered his voice and asked, "Which saint are you talking about?" ”

"The saint of Zhou in our hometown of Xishan."

Fang was still crying, and the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites shook the sky, even though he fell into a deathly silence.

(End of chapter)