A month flies.

During this month, after the morning class, it became the most active stage for the students of the Confucianism Society in the lower realm.

Today, there are nearly 100 students of the Confucian Society in Chang'an.

Whether it is a practice or a way of writing, the question is most concentrated at this time. Recently, however, the pressure on the masters to answer questions in the preaching hall has been greatly reduced, which has made some masters with a cold temperament secretly cheer up, and most of them also have some good feelings towards the Confucian Society.

Moreover, this form allows students who have doubts but are shy and worried to be answered, which can be described as a benign interaction.

Zhang Qinghe never ended up often in this process, but after the two troublesome events in the real courtyard, he had already become the spiritual leader of everyone.

After the morning class, Zhang Qinghe walked slowly and stopped again-

He saw Wang Zhixin waiting at the gate of the real courtyard.

"Brother Wang, what's the matter?"

The students who were vaguely surrounded around gave way to the two, with real reverence in their eyes.

This is different from the somewhat alienated respect in his eyes a month or two ago, Wang Zhixin and Zhang Qinghe can be said to have done practical things now.

Whether it is a confused person or a person who wants to gain connections, they have become vested interests in the Confucian Society.

"Brother Zhang, the society is getting stronger and stronger, but it is particularly inappropriate to exchange answers in the academy, which hinders the normal flow of students, and insists on buying a house in Chang'an, which is used for rest and exchange between us and other people in the Confucian Society. ”

Zhang Qinghe thought for a moment and felt that there was some truth.

Duanmu Ci also smiled-

"That's a good thing, I don't know how much it costs?"

"Indeed it should be. "Although Yan Ziyuan was born in a poor family, he still did not fall into the wind festival.

Zeng Shen was even more excited, this is a big thing to do.

Zhang Qinghe didn't think about letting Wang Zhixin give this source alone, after all, the operation of an organization is all based on resources, even if this Confucian Society will eventually be entrusted to Wang Zhixin, but as the initiator and signboard, he can neither work nor contribute.

But it's not appropriate for the two of them to come out of this source alone.

Zhang Qinghe thought of this, so he crossed the sentient beings in a few steps and walked to the top of Wang Zhixin.

I saw that this handsome young man arched his hand slightly, and then lightly opened the bright teeth-

"Since the beginning of this idea, Qinghe has talked about it, we Confucian students, do not form a party, do not engage in personal interests, only talk about academics, only fight for the avenue!

It is good to teach everyone that this society is not a society of a few people, but a common society of our peers!

Although Brother Wang, Brother Duanmu, Brother Zeng, and Brother Yan are the initiators, they are of the same status as everyone, and we should listen to everyone's opinions!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Qinghe received a lot of applause, if there were still pure planners in the nearly 100 students before, then now, they have a deeper understanding of the form of the so-called society.

As it is, there is no party leader, no leader, only relatives, friends and colleagues.

I only heard the cheers of a certain student in the crowd, and the student said-

"Brother Zhang is very knowledgeable, and I am afraid that the complicated matter of choosing such an inconsequential matter as choosing a location has to be Brother Zhang.

However, since Brother Zhang mentioned that we are also the masters of the society, then the resources required for the establishment of the society naturally have to be our part!"

"Yes!"

"That's true!"

The students of the Confucian Society around them were naturally applauded, although they were only called a loose academic organization to the outside world, but they had a place to settle in Chang'an City, which always gave people a sense of belonging.

Zhang Qinghe knew that the purpose of his previous words had been achieved, and what could be more involved than his participation in the establishment of the society?

"If you want to participate, that's a good thing......

Zhang Qinghe swept away some of the poor students with bitter faces, including Yan Ziyuan, who seemed to be a little embarrassed.

"It's just a place to settle down and you can't spend money, I'm afraid that some brothers who have the intention to build a site have no chance to raise funds, so they can only be arranged to contribute!

After all, since the Confucian Society has roots in Chang'an, it is rare to sit in the museum on duty, and there are such as paid and unpaid Q&A, which all need manpower!"

Zhang Qinghe looked at those poor disciples and gave them a reassuring look.

A few students frowned deeply, and the students with worried faces faintly came with grateful eyes.

"Persistence has been set up in the East Side...... Just ......"

Seeing this, Wang Zhixin explained to Zhang Qinghe.

Zhang Qinghe thought about it for a while, and felt that Dongcheng was just a place for the powerful to come and go, and the flow of people was sparse, but the influence from top to bottom was far less than that from bottom to top.

"Don't ......" Zhang Qinghe raised his hand to stop it.

Wang Zhixin looked at him blankly.

"We're located in the West Side. ”

"Why is this?" Wang Zhixin's eyes shone a little, and he only felt that Zhang Qinghe's move had a deep meaning.

A group of Tsing Yi students also looked at him suspiciously, as if they were waiting for him to reply.

"Our learning is the learning of the people, it is the people-oriented learning, and we need to come from the people and go to the people!

Those who live in temples and halls are difficult to know the people's livelihood, and those who stick to Zhumen do not see starvation.

Xicheng is mostly populated by ordinary people, and more contact with them is good for us to help the world and help the people.

What do you think?"

The students were a little moved.

Since ancient times, the Xiantang monks have been the patrons of the people, and their status is naturally superior, and no one has ever mentioned learning from the people.

Whether it is in the eyes of the saints or in the eyes of the students in the lower realms, learning has always gone higher, and even floated to the sky.

But Zhang Qinghe broke this iron law today, he wanted to go down to the dirt, and then open up a new path.

It stands to reason that learning in the mud is useless, however......

Is it true that you can't learn something, or that it's completely useless to learn?

The people of the Confucian Society don't know...... However, they were inexplicably infected, as if the handsome young man in front of them was not expounding some kind of unfulfilled ambition, but a fully mature and very certain proposition.

"I agree with Brother Zhang!"

Wang Zhixin was the first to echo, although he did not feel the power of Jingyi from Zhang Qinghe's words, but he was inspired and guided.

On the heart lake, there is no direct upgrading and enhancement of the Tao and the truth of the Great Dao Tianyin, but it is more active and harmonious.

"Seconded!"

"I'll second!"

After a few insightful students expressed their opinions, most of them echoed one after another.

"Then it was decided that this is the case, as for other related trivial matters, I have to bother Brother Duanmu to come up with a charter as soon as possible, Brother Wang is also the master who only cares about the path, it can be trusted!"

Duanmu Ci was born in a wealthy family in Chang'an, and after being regarded as a powerful person, he took care of the school club very handy.

Zhang Qinghe laughed and scolded, and made a few jokes about Wang Zhixin by the way, and all the students also laughed, feeling that the distance between him and the little saint had narrowed a little closer.