In May of the forty-fourth year of Wu Lie, although it was already early summer, Yunjing, the imperial capital of the northern land, did not seem to have completely recovered from the cold winter, and the entire city was still shrouded in a thin layer of mist. Please remember the URL of this site: .

In this light mist, there is gradually a "knock...... Boom...... The melodious bell of "Dong ......" came out, but the entire Yunjing City seemed to be awakened by these few gentle bells, and the southeast corner of Yunjing City suddenly became noisy.

And this place is not another place, it is the place where the bell floats out, and it is also the place where there should be no noise, because on the top of the thousand steps, the high gatehouse is clearly engraved with the four big characters of the family courtyard written by His Majesty Taizu in the next stroke!

But at this time, on the thousand steps, on each step, there is ...... Densely kneeling with people, there were at least ten people kneeling on the spacious white marble steps that were originally enough for nine people to walk together, and these people were all Confucian students wearing plain robes from the perspective of clothing, but these people looked quite shabby, most of them wore square hats, carrying book baskets, presumably poor Confucian students who did not even get the children's qualifications of the Sage Academy, if they were poor ghosts who were admitted to the institutions established by the Shengtian Dynasty, but were not elected to the bureaucracy, in short, these Confucian students were very religiously kneeling on the steps, motionless...... Until......

The bell rang, and the moment the door made of lacquered vermilion millennium ganhua wood was slowly pushed open!

The entire crowd kneeling on the steps immediately became in an uproar.

Just when Zhumen was just pushed open a crack, a Confucian student kneeling on the nearest step to Zhumen immediately reacted, just wanted to stand up and walk over, but how could he estimate that he had been kneeling for too long, his knees twisted, and the whole person leaned forward, "oops", fell on the ground of jade bricks, and his chin fell on the ground, and he knocked out a tooth at once, but as if he didn't know the pain, he actually crawled in the direction of the gate with his hands and feet.

At this time, I saw that the people kneeling in the first row moved, and the Confucian students behind were also like enchanted, pushing the people in front of them towards the red door.

For a while, the urging to go quickly in front, the insults of the pushed, and even the moans of the fallen were connected on the thousand-level long steps under the Zhu Gate. It rang out one after another.

When the Zhu Gate opened the gap that only allowed one person to pass through, it was supported by the beams on both sides, and then in the eyes of the Confucian scholars who flocked to the Zhu Gate, or expectation, or envy, or even jealousy, a scholar slowly walked out with a stack of books in his hand.

Judging from the costumes, the grade is just a disciple of the Sage Academy, dressed in a cyan Confucian robe, with a scarf on his head, but there are three disciples who are also holding a scroll behind him, and the grade is even lower, wearing a gray silk Confucian robe, which is just the lowest level of children.

Tongsheng and disciples can be said to be the two lowest grades in the Sage Academy, not to mention saints, even if the apostle kills a few children casually, as long as the reason is just, the Law Department may not bother to ask, but compared to this large group of low-level Confucian students outside who are not even as good as children, it is unspeakably expensive.

So the four people who came out were all with their heads held high and their toes high, for fear that others would not know the Tao and that they were people from the Sage Academy, especially the disciple who was the leader, as soon as they stepped out of the Zhu Gate, there were immediately Confucian scholars outside the door who couldn't wait to surround them.

"Division...... Senior Brother ......"

"Ya...... The ...... of Lord Ahsheng Pro Ben ...... Yes...... Is there one?"

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother, although we are not qualified to enter the academy to listen to the teachings of Lord Yasheng at the Summer School Festival, after all, we are all longing for the Holy Path, please help......

"Senior brother, we've been waiting here for three days and three nights, hasn't the rubbing division been printed yet?"

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For a while, countless Confucian scholars were about to ask questions to the disciple of the Sage Academy, when suddenly, the disciple stretched out his hand and pinched it out of thin air, and there was a "bang" in his hand, like a startled wooden beat, and suddenly, the whole crowd was stunned for a moment, but it was his right hand that pinched it, and directly pinched and exploded a cloud of air.

"Presumptuous! This Sage Academy is the place where all the saints cultivate, what kind of system do you make such a noise?" The disciples shouted, and immediately, the Confucian students on the thousand steps were as quiet as cicadas, and they didn't dare to speak anymore.

Then he raised his head, glanced at everyone and said: "As for the matter of the Rubbing Division, I can't let you scholars who are not even children judge it, I didn't hear who said it clearly, otherwise the person who said that just now, you have to be careful with your tongue!"

After his threat, the Confucian scholars dared to make mistakes one by one, and some of them were timid, so they simply lowered their heads, for fear that the "master" of the Sage Academy would be in a bad mood, so they would take the knife themselves.

"As for the ......copy of the "Treatise on Society" that you want, Lord Yasheng said, "The book of the "Treatise on Society" that you wanted, and as he lit up, he lit up the scroll he was holding in his right hand and said in a deep voice: "Lord Yasheng is kind-hearted and enlightens the whole world, but poor you have no chance to hear the Tao because you are outside the academy, but under the avenue, there is no class of teaching, so I specially asked the Rubbing Division to print the ninety-nine volumes of the "Treatise on Society" and others. ”

When the Confucian scholars heard this, Yasheng actually thought that there were so many scholars outside who were hungry and thirsty, and specially gave them ninety-nine volumes of rubbings, although they were only rubbings, but they were already great favors, and they couldn't help but cheer and jump like the leaders of high school.

But soon some people became worried, there were only ninety-nine volumes of rubbings, and on the thousand-step white marble steps, there were ten thousand Confucian scholars kneeling to the least, this ...... How can this be enough!

At this moment, the disciple spoke, and said in a voice like a bell: "Ninety-nine volumes of the "Sheji Sutra" rubbing, thirty-two silver, come and get it quickly. ”

"What? Thirty-two and one!" Immediately a Confucian student exclaimed in the crowd.

"What are you kidding, thirty taels of silver is enough for me to go back and forth from my hometown to Yunjing!"

"This ...... This...... The price is outrageous, isn't it?" someone questioned.

"Division...... Senior brother, we are all poor scholars, and we don't have any fame yet, so why do we have so much wealth!"

Some people sneered and ridiculed: "Zi said, the gentleman is righteous, and the villain is profitable, since Lord Yasheng sacrificed himself with poor students such as us with the great righteousness of the education of the common people, how could he offer another thirty taels of silver to exploit us?

The disciple in charge of distributing the book was pierced by the words of the Confucian scholar hidden in the crowd, and his face could not help but turn red, and he was angry and wanted to settle accounts with that person, but how could he find this person who spoke sarcastically on the thousands of steps, tens of thousands of Confucian students?

"I ...... I...... As soon as the words fell, an old Confucian with a white beard stumbled out of the crowd, and while running, he took out a large pile of fine silver and even green money from the back basket, the book basket, and even the bag he carried, and even the close-fitting pocket, and couldn't wait to use his old shirt to bear it, handed it to a boy next to him, and said: "Thirty taels, just ...... Just about...... Thirty taels ......"

The boy looked at a few whole pieces of silver in the tattered blanket and a large pile of broken silver plus a stack of green coins, and then looked at the disciple next to him, and waited until the disciple raised his mouth, as if he was a little dissatisfied, but said that he nodded reluctantly, and then took a book from the stack of books in his right hand and put it on the calloused hands of the old Confucian who were raised above his head like a pilgrimage.

The moment the old Confucian got the book, he immediately seemed to be ten years younger, and he didn't want the basket or the bookbag at once, and he danced and muttered to himself, "Yasheng's new work...... Yassan's ...... Ah, the rubbings that Yasheng gave us...... Hey, hey, hey. ”

While smirking, he squatted next to him and dipped his index finger in saliva greedily, shaking his head and reading it.

Seeing the appearance of this old Confucian student, where could the other Confucian students still sit still, and another person rushed out.

"I'm going to ...... too. I want a copy too!"

"Thirty taels is thirty taels!"

"I want one too!"

Chaowen said...... Whatever he does, give me a copy!"

"If I don't go home, I want a copy too!"

Suddenly, the disciple who came out to be in charge of the academy, the money bag in his left hand rose and swelled, and the stack of books in his right hand was rapidly decreasing with a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

At this time, the 10,000 Confucian scholars on the 1,000-step stairs were already crazy! Some of them got their hands, shook their heads, and recited with emotion, and some of them did not get them, so they directly pounced on them and grabbed them......

This time it really made the Confucian scholars who had not yet gotten the rubbings anxious, and they were also envious, desperately pushing the people in front of them forward, and the people who fell to the ground were pushed to the ground again before they had time to get up, and some even passed out by trampling on them.

But at this moment, "Okay, there are no more books!" The disciple of the Sage Academy shouted, and it can be said that these Confucian students who had not yet obtained the books were so anxious that they were going crazy, and they turned a basin of cold water on their heads.

"I didn't ...... No?" Seeing this scene, the Confucian students in the back couldn't help but shout in disappointment.

"Senior brother, next time, when will Yasheng send us a book next time?"

"Hmph...... It's a beautiful thought. The disciple sneered, said something secretly, and just as he turned around, and the vermilion gate slowly closed through the gap that could have allowed one person to pass through, a person suddenly rushed out of the Confucian scholars.

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