On the morning of the next day, as usual, Dong Tianshu buried his head in Chongwen Hall.

But what was different from the past was that he had a little more expectation in his heart, and when he stepped into the door with his feet, he subconsciously glanced into the corner of the classroom.

Sure enough, the boy was sitting upright behind the table, smiling at him.

Dong Tianshu was in good spirits, his steps couldn't help but be much brisker, and he sat down behind his bookcase.

Today, the content of his talk is still "Yuan Theory", but because of Ji Chengqing, Dong Tianshu temporarily decided to add a little extra thing to the lecture notes.

This thing is called "The Decree of the King".

He still expounded a passage of the "Yuan Treatise" in a regular manner in the usual way in the past, and suddenly changed his words without a trace: "This so-called" king who is ordained is also given by the will of heaven. Therefore, those who are called the Son of Heaven should regard the sky as a father, and the sky should be filial piety. ”

As expected, the other students were still making trouble, but the young man involuntarily stood up from his seat, and interrupted Dong Tianshu's narration regardless of classroom discipline, and asked directly: "What do you mean by this?"

Dong Tianshu looked at Ji Chengqing and smiled, and said calmly: "The monarch is bound by heaven to act on behalf of heaven, and the safety of the country and the honor and disgrace of the common people are really related to the Son of Heaven alone. Therefore, the Son of Heaven is the representative of Heaven in the world, and he carries the vicarcity of the four seas. ”

Ji Chengche was thrilled when he heard this, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

The theory of the Son of Heaven and the theory of the emperor is equivalent to acknowledging that the Heavenly Daoist Sect has the power to act for the heavens, and at the same time, it has found a new way to create duality, so that the Han monarch can worship the heavens as the Son of Heaven and the four seas.

In this way, the emperor of the Han Dynasty would become the spokesman of the chosen one, alongside the Heavenly Daoist Pope, and even have greater authority and prestige in the world.

In the past, only the Taoist priests of the Heavenly Taoist Sect could communicate with the heavens on behalf of the immortal clansmen, but Dong Tianshu's theory of sympathy between heaven and man is tantamount to telling the world that everyone can sense the will of heaven, and even "what people are happy with will be pleased, and what is evil will be evil. ”

This person is clearly not a genius, he is clearly a genius once in a thousand years!

"Hey, dude, what are you doing?" Peng Changsheng turned his head to look at Ji Chengche dissatisfied.

Ji Chengche smiled at him, walked up to the podium, and under Dong Tianshu's stunned gaze, he swept around the students in Chongwen Hall, including Dou Hu and Ao Jiao, and said, "You guys are here just to sleep and chat, and to fight and show off?"

Peng Changsheng was furious, slapped the table and stood up, pointed at Ji Cheng and said, "Who are you, believe it or not, this son will kill you!"

"Presumptuous!" Chen Simiao, who had been hiding outside, rushed in with a sinking face, and saluted Ji Chengqing with a fist: "This is the new superintendent appointed by His Majesty, His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince, Chengqing!"

"Eighth Prince, Your Highness?" everyone was stunned, and Peng Changsheng's mouth was wide enough to stuff three eggs.

Dong Tianshu's heart couldn't help but be shocked, and the corners of his lips slowly showed a smile, this is true?!

Although it was only three days since Ji Chengche came back, it was difficult for Lieyan Pass to scare and kill Duwei, and Shili Pavilion broke through the Wangjing Bridge with a sword momentum, and Emperor Longwu rode out to meet him, and then he slapped Ji Cheng non-stop to clarify and teach Ji Chengkong a lesson......

This piece of information is all appalling, causing a sensation in the eyes of the Beijing Division, who knew that in the blink of an eye, this Eighth Prince would become the superintendent of the highest university in the Han Dynasty?

Thinking of Ji Cheng's fierceness and the various legends caused by it, all beings couldn't help but be silent, and there was unprecedented silence in Chongwen Hall.

Peng Changsheng hurriedly sat down obediently, thinking that the eldest prince and the seventh prince had been beaten today, and in the eyes of others, such a small prince of Wuhou was even more beaten in vain.

Ji Chengche glanced at the beings and smiled gently: "Can anyone tell me why you are here and where you want to go?"

All living beings were silent, shocked by Ji Cheng's "murderous name", and no one dared to answer.

Ji Cheng's eyes turned to Peng Changsheng: "Brother Peng, you might as well talk about it." ”

"Me?" Peng Changsheng chuckled in his heart, stood up at a loss, rubbed his hands and kept rubbing his clothes, remembering the situation of patting Ji Chengqing's shoulder yesterday and calling him a brother, I really don't know how the superintendent will "entertain" himself later.

"I ...... I was forced by the old man to come here, and I was born in the national prison, so I can eat anywhere in the future. ”

Hearing him confess like this, many of the students below couldn't help but snicker.

Ji Chengche took in their reactions, and said with a pleasant face: "Brother Peng, please take a seat, I think this should be the idea of most people here, right? Anyway, it's good to enjoy the shade with your back against the big tree, and you can still boast about it when you come back to play here for a few years." Hehe, Guozijian's rice is really nourishing. ”

He picked up the wolf pen on the table, spread out the rice paper and groaned slightly, and the silver hook iron paintbrush walked the dragon and snake to write on the paper.

The sentient beings were very curious, and they all looked around to see what Ji Chengche wrote. The most feared thing is that this superintendent's new official has taken office three times, and it is not good to make a blacklist on a whim.

However, Ji was clear and wild, and few people in Chongwentang could recognize the words on the paper, but it was definitely not a person's name.

Dong Tianshu stood aside and watched while whispering: "Establish a heart for heaven and earth......"

The sentient beings were stunned for a moment, and they all breathed a sigh of relief when they dared to love that the superintendent was not going to issue a ticket.

At this time, Ji Chengche finished writing the second line, and Dong Tianshu's voice trembled slightly unconsciously: "Make a life for the people-"

"Establish a heart for heaven and earth, and establish a life for the people......"

The students who had just quieted down vaguely guessed Ji Chengqing's intentions, and subconsciously held their breath and followed the wave of the wolf's pen.

The pins in Chongwen Hall can be heard, only the salsa sound of the wolf's pen falling on the paper is soft, like a spring silkworm spinning silk.

Chen Simiao couldn't help but lean to the table, combing his goatee, his eyes shining and staring at the wild grass characters that came out of the pen and ink one after another on the white and flawless rice paper.

"For the sake of the saints, for the sake of eternal peace-"

Dong Tianshu's body shook violently, and he forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, only to feel that the twenty-two words on the paper were actually his life's ambitions, and he couldn't help but connect the four lines of words on the paper from beginning to end and read them again: "Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations!"

His voice was initially low and slightly hoarse, but the more he read, the more excited he became, and his voice gradually turned high-pitched and powerful, like the sound of gold and stone rumbling in the Chongwen Hall.

There was silence on and off the stage, and everyone felt a heroic righteousness rushing in their chests, their blood was boiling with blood, and they invariably recited: "Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations!"

Ji Chengche put down the wolf's pen, looked around at the salient beings with blazing eyes, and said: "This is the first lesson I have made up for you for the Guozijian! Now that I am out of school, I hope that all the monarchs in the world will continue to improve themselves for the public!"

Dozens of students in the audience stood up involuntarily, everyone's eyes flashed, and they all promised: "Mr. Xie's teachings!"

Chen Simiao watched silently, it was hard to imagine that Ji Chengche would stimulate the enthusiasm of these disciples with just these four sentences and twenty-two words, making them scream like a little tiger waking up.

But why not?

The ink on the paper weighs more than 10,000 jun, and people like him who are old and accustomed to the ups and downs of officialdom can hardly hold themselves and want to float a lot, not to mention the group of teenagers below?

Chen Simiao had a vague premonition that these twenty-two words would soon resound throughout the government and the opposition and even shine for a thousand years!

The sentient beings saluted Ji Cheng respectfully and exited the class in an orderly manner.

Most of them may be thrilled and sleepless, but when they wake up, they will go back to their old lives.

But these 22 words are firmly rooted in their hearts like seeds, affecting most of their lives.

Dong Tianshu's face turned red and pleaded without thinking: "Your Highness, can this painting be rewarded to Weichen?"

As soon as the words came out, he regretted it again and was deeply cold.

Sure enough, Ji Chengche smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I can't give you this painting." ”

Dong Tianshu was disappointed, and there was a hot embarrassment on his face, and Ji Chengche said with a smile: "If you sincerely want to, I'll write another one later?"

Dong Tianshu was overjoyed, and bowed deeply: "Thank you, Your Highness!"

Chen Simiao stared at Ji Cheng with a deep look, knowing that after this matter, everyone was bound to re-evaluate and look at this young man. No matter how famous he was before, in the minds of those big people in Tiandu City, it was just the word "young and frivolous".

However, a person who can write such words with a pen in Chongwentang can be said to be "frivolous"?

——A famous teacher produces a high apprentice, where will the disciple of Mr. Big be a puppet who only knows how to fight and win?

"Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations!"

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have imagined that these 22 words were actually written by a sixteen-year-old boy?

His mind flew and he smiled, "Your ...... Ji Xuejian, I want to ask the best craftsmen in Tiandu City to rub these twenty-two characters and erect a stone tablet at the main gate of Guozijian so that everyone can see it. ”

In his mind, Ji Chengche is a young man after all, and it is always inevitable to rejoice in great achievements, and he will get something by doing what he likes.

Who knew that Ji Chengche shook his head and said, "No need, I'm just scribbling graffiti as I like." Tiandu City hides the dragon and crouching tiger, isn't it smiling and generous to open up?"

Chen Simiao was stunned, and his eyes rolled and said, "Then how about the academic training as a national eunuch?"

Ji Chengche said noncommittally: "Master Chen, you can look at it." I have something to talk to Dr. Dong about alone, so please wait outside. If someone comes, you don't have to let him in. ”

This is to ask a three-grade Guozijian master to watch the door, which is inevitably overkill.

Chen Simiao said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, the two of you talk slowly!"

Dong Tianshu was surprised: "Your Highness, I don't know what you have to say?"

Ji Chengche smiled and said, "Didn't you want me to send a letter?"

Dong Tianshu nodded inexplicably, and heard a loud voice in the back hall: "Boy, I'll read this word, and you can write it!"

Dong Tianshu heard the voice of the person, and his heart was shocked and he turned back in disbelief, feeling as if he was in a dream.

I saw a middle-aged man dressed in civilian clothes, striding out of the back hall under the entourage of Guanglu Xun Lin Zongtang, and the voice of Jin Ge Iron Horse read: "The King's Division, the Emperor's Division, the Eternal Division!"

"Your Majesty!"

Dong Tianshu's mood was agitated, and he couldn't help but turn over and bow, his voice was already choked with excitement.