Under the Treasure Gate.

Ning Jue gasped and sat down on a stool.

Xu Pengju casually beckoned the sergeant behind him.

"It's almost time, hurry up and close the city gates, Ke Zhen, where did you provoke these two people?"

Ning Jue also gasped and said, "How do I know!" ”

"As soon as I came out of the palace, this thing has been following me, and it is almost to General Mountain!"

Xu Pengju asked suspiciously, "What are you doing in General Mountain?" ”

Ning Jue's mouth opened.

"I have long legs, I want to go wherever I want!"

"He followed me, and when he returned to the city, he scolded all the way, who knows where such two crazy people came out!"

Ning Jue took two mouthfuls of thick phlegm.

"Pengju, thanks to you this time, I'll invite you to drink another day."

"Ke finally said something, you are Zhenqing's brother, and that is also our brother!"

The two exchanged a few polite words, and Ning Juexuan walked towards the city.

It's just that along the way, Ning Jue is still wondering where these two psychoses came out today.

After thinking about it, Ning Jue finally came to the post house of the Ministry of Rites.

Zhang Juzheng is still helping Zhu Zaili deal with the official documents of these days.

When he saw Ning Jue, Zhang Juzheng couldn't help but be stunned.

"Brother Ning? Where have you gone to observe the people's feelings? ”

"Don't mention it, as soon as I left the palace, I met two mentally ill people, I just came to ask you if you know the details of these two people."

Then Ning Jue described the physical characteristics of the two people and their specific deeds.

"Should there be such a thing in the world?"

Zhang Juzheng's first reaction was still disbelief.

Ning Jue smiled bitterly on the side: "It's the reason of heaven everywhere, and the heart is the principle of heaven, is it strange that this kind of thing happens?" ”

Jing Ning Jue said so.

Zhang Juzheng came back to his senses at this time.

"There is such a branch in the study of the mind."

"Which one?"

Zhang Juzheng's brows gradually frowned, and then he said in a low voice: "Theoretically, it should be our one." ”

Ning Jue was completely stupid.

"Can they all be the same?!"

Zhang Juzheng explained: "Brother Ning, you and I are Xu Jie's protégé, and Xu Jie's teacher is Nie Bao, and Nie Bao is the teacher of Wang Gen, and Wang Gen is the first disciple of Mr. Yangming. ”

"In other words, we are the third-pass disciples of Wang Gen's branch."

"And Wang Gen also has a second disciple named Xu Yue, and Xu Yue has a disciple named Yan Jun, which is the so-called Mr. Shannong of the Wang Gate."

"His vein is very similar to what Brother Ning said."

Ning Jue's brows asked suspiciously, "How is it like?" ”

Zhang Juzheng pondered for a long time before he spoke: "Can Ke finally know that Yan Shannong blackmailed Zhao Dazhou's daughter and raped his wife?" ”

Ning Jue was stunned.

"Zhao Zhenji?!"

"What else is there to do about it?!"

Zhang Juzheng nodded, and then said, "Brother Ning, do you know how this matter is known to everyone?" ”

"I didn't even know it existed!"

"Because whoever enters the Yanshan Nong's sect must first receive the three punches of Yan Shannong before he can receive the lesson."

"Yan Shannong has an apprentice named Liang Ruyuan, after the completion of the school, he heard about it, and used this matter to threaten him, ambush him, strangle his neck, and beat him three times, and then still perform the teacher salute to him."

Ning Jue was stunned and said, "Then how did everyone know about this matter?" ”

"Liang Ruyuan gave a teacher to Yan Shannong, but Yan Shannong didn't accept it, so he was expelled from the division, and then everyone knew about it, but I heard that Liang Ruyuan had been teaching Yan Shannong, and I don't know what Yan Shannong thought."

After listening to Yan Shannong's story, Ning Jue sat on the round bench and was silent for a long time.

I don't know how long it took for Ning Jue to speak: "Uncle, is the relationship between teachers and students in our sect so harmonious?" ”

Hearing this, Zhang Juzheng also fell silent.

"Probably not."

"I didn't understand, but I was blown away."

"Brother Ning didn't suffer, right? Zhang also has a few friends in Jinling. ”

Ning Jue waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, I happened to meet Wei Gong next to me at that time, and I avenged it on the spot." ”

"That's good, Brother Ning will not provoke this kind of person in the future."

Ning Jue said that he knew, but he had already made a decision in his heart.

Why didn't you let me meet He Daxia earlier! ——

That night, Xu Pengju, who was slightly drunk on the cruise ship of the Qinhuai River, sat on his horse and walked leisurely in the direction of the Wei State Mansion.

He was followed by two followers.

Just walking, Xu Pengju suddenly saw a figure in the distance that seemed to be somewhat familiar.

Before Xu Peng raised his eyes, he squinted his eyes and took a closer look.

Behind him, the sound of someone falling off his horse was heard.

Then, Xu Pengju rolled down the horse with a piece.

In the end, Xu Pengju only felt that a black sack was put on his head.

"Bold! After Lao Tzu was the king of Zhongshan Wuning in the Ming Dynasty, the founding auxiliary movement of the Ming Dynasty pushed Cheng Xuanli Wei Guogong ......"

Before he finished speaking, Xu Pengju felt that he had been slapped in the face.

A demonic whisper counted not far away.

"This man is eleven kicks, six slaps, and nineteen punches."

In the end, Xu Pengju only heard what the man said.

"The masked slap doesn't hurt that much, add an extra slap."

"Whoa."

After listening to the sound of horses' hooves in the distance and walking away, Xu Pengju, who was tied with hemp rope, sat on the street and roared hoarsely.

"! it! it! Who is this?! You have a kind of letting Lao Tzu see what you look like! ”

Then Xu Pengju heard a sound of footsteps.

"I'm not looking, you guys go slowly."

The visitor let out an exclamation.

"It's really grandpa!"

Xu Pengju, who was released from the sack by the family, breathed in the fresh air, and said with a blue nose and swollen face: "Why did you come!" ”

In the end, Xu Peng roared hoarsely: "Go home and tell the brothers!" Bring the good guys whatever! ”

"Grandpa, where are we going?"

"Go to ......"

Xu Peng shrank, thinking carefully about who he had offended recently.

After a while, I suddenly remembered what I had done in Jubaomen today.

"Go to Chengguo Mansion!"

By the time Xu Peng raised his staff, it was already the middle of the night.

More than 200 families surrounded the Chengguo Mansion.

Xu Pengju was even wearing a soft armor and broke into the Chengguo Mansion with a Yanling knife.

Zhu Xizhong walked out of the backyard barefoot and scolding with a knife.

"His grandmother's, I have to see who is tired of being alive today, and I can't feel comfortable coming to my house!"

"Who the hell are you?! Which battalion is in Nanjing? Zhenwuying Liu Xian and Lao Tzu worshipped, and Master Datong Zhou also knew how to let the porter say goodbye! ”

"Zhenqing! I'm a jack! ”

Zhu Xizhong's hand holding the knife froze in place.

Peng...... Pengju? ”

"Ahh Brother, I've been greatly wronged tonight! Your brother and I have been in this life, no, my Xu family has not been so aggrieved in one hundred and fifty years! ”

"What about the end? What is the origin of the master and servant who are doing it with him today? Even if I dig three feet into the ground in Jinling, I have to find these two people! ”

Xu Pengju spitted and scolded in the Chengguo Mansion.

And at this time, Ning Jue had just returned from Zhang Juzheng's side.

"Why is this so lively?"

Seeing Xu Pengju surrounded by everyone, Ning Jue stepped aside with interest: "There are guests from Chenggong Mansion, you talk, I'll go." ”

"Brother Xian, this ...... Wei Gong. ”

Ning Jue finally told Xu Pengju the story of Yan Shannong that he knew.

"Then where is this surnamed Yan?!"

"Mr. Dazhou, you should be more concerned than you, it will be estimated that Yan Shannong is about to hide in Burma."

"And what about his apprentice? Which one has the surname Liang? ”

Ning Jue looked at Xu Pengju's appearance and stopped talking.

"Duke Wei, we are not sure that the person today is Liang Ruyuan, but in my opinion, this person should not have left Jinling yet, or he should not leave for a while, we can find it slowly."

"But I'm hurt."

"Duke Wei, Jinling is so big, your revenge will not be able to be avenged for a while."

With Xu Pengju's hundreds of people, even if he searches for the Chinese New Year next year, he won't be able to turn around Jinling.

Hearing Ning Jue say this, Xu Pengju forcibly suppressed the grievances in his heart.

It's just that Ning Jue didn't expect it.

This Liang Ruyuan is so fierce, there is no meaning of overnight?!

There was even a little longing in my heart.

——

On the site of Xinquan Academy, a plaque of the brand-new Fushan Academy has been hung.

The word "Cui He Tang" is written on it.

Many students dressed in coarse linen clothes carried wood in front of the academy.

In the academy, the name of He Xinyin by the people in the academy has also changed.

"Rate, isn't the name of our academy called Fushan Academy?"

He Xinyin looked at the three-character plaque hanging at the gate of the academy and sighed: "Many years ago, my teacher gave a lecture in the name of Jiancui and Wei in my hometown, and was later banned by the old thief Yan Song. ”

Most of the people surnamed Liang are in the academy, but most of the people surnamed Liang are studying in the shade, and most of the craftsmen who are working are just recruited in Nanjing.

Fortunately, it was so stirred up by the whipping law of the imperial court, there were many tenants in Nanjing, and many people came when they heard that they could eat and live, and they could also study.

The entire academy is responsible for He Xinyin's "rate of teaching" and Xiang Yuanbian's "rate of raising".

As the name suggests, He Xinyin is in charge of teaching, and Xiang Yuanbian is in charge of logistics.

And then there are twelve gentlemen.

It seems that this academy is a academy, but its internal order is orderly, the division of labor is clear, and in fact it is already a small society.

Because this academy is not only about teaching and educating people, but also about the old and the young, there is a school field outside the city, and the rate can also be operated with the property of the college.

The power to adjudicate and punish is all vested in "leading education" and "leading upbringing".

Although the students in the college learned the ways of Confucius and Mencius, they did not enter the academy, but served in the different divisions of the college by virtue of knowledge and virtue.

And this, the other wearing a Confucian crown went straight to He Xinyin.

Although the Confucian was wearing a Confucian crown, his outfit was a little weird, and instead of a jade pendant, a palm-sized thin crystal was tied around his waist, and there was a purple sand teapot in his hand.

"Didn't Fushan say that he wanted to talk to Ning Ke for the end, why did he fight with him Ning Ke for the end?"

He Xinyin didn't care.

"This new Jiangnan law, when will it be impossible for him to end it? This son is by no means simple. ”

Saying this, He Xinyin looked at the Jinling laborers not far away.

Among the tenants from Jinling.

A boy of fifteen or sixteen years old was walking with three men carrying a wooden door towards the ruins in front of him.

The boy kept muttering as he walked.

"How to go to fight tartars is to move wood, come to the academy to listen to lectures or move wood, how can there be so much wood to move in the Ming Dynasty."

The Confucian student, who was full of old money, looked at He Xinyin's gaze.

"How so?"

"Four people carry a door, and they all touch my Cuihetang, can it be an ordinary person? With such courage at such a young age, I will help you and me in the future! ”

The Confucian looked helpless.

"Fushan, I think you won't dare to show up in Jinling for a while, right?"

He Xinyin didn't answer, just stood aside and carefully looked at Zhu Zaili who was mixed in with the laborers.

(End of chapter)