Chapter 419 Academy

Author: A Chili Pepper

Chapter 419 Academy

"Learning history can make our hearts clear. Only by remembering history can we know where we come from and why we are together, and even more so that we can know what we can bring to future generations after we are together..."

Fei Zong crossed the not-so-high city wall, and Zhang Xuezhou entered the city directly.

The copper feather on his arm quickly retracted back into his body.

This city is not as broad and prosperous as Chang'an City, but it is much larger than Rongcheng, and the people prefer to be studious.

When Zhang Xuezhou walked step by step towards the fire zone, he could only hear the sound of preaching, learning, and resolving doubts.

"I don't want to know how I came from, I just want to know if studying history can fill my stomach!"

A low voice of despair came, and a calm laugh from the lecturer responded.

"Studying history can certainly fill your stomach, but only if you learn well, learn from these past history, and then gain real knowledge, will the court hire you as an official."

"When can fill your stomach?"

"Gou Qiba, have you seen a few officials who are hungry!"

Some teachers responded patiently, some confused people asked questions, and some students ridicule and joked.

In the center of the fire, although there are many students interrupting the teaching, the atmosphere of teaching is obviously very good.

"This Spring and Autumn Classic is not an official study, but contains the experience of predecessors who devote themselves to the country. Those who are interested in scholars can analyze it from it and learn from the ancients' strategies to govern the country and safe the country, so that they can avoid detours in the future!"

A familiar voice came again.

This made Zhang Xuezhou slightly stunned, and he felt that as soon as he fell from all over the world, he could meet the old knowledge.

This voice made Zhang Xuezhou very friendly, after all, Zhang Xuezhou had been wandering in a foreign land for too long.

If the demon He Feiyu had the ability to fly high altitudes that could travel thousands of miles and accurately identify the direction, he would not know when he wanted to return to the Han Dynasty.

It is even more difficult to meet a familiar person.

He came with a voice and kept getting closer, Zhang Xuezhou also saw Dong Zhongshu's familiar face in the fire.

His eyes attracted a look back.

Dong Zhongshu sat above. When he glanced at the person below, Zhang Xuezhou's face suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"strangeness!"

After nearly two years of separation, Dong Zhongshu found that Zhang Xuezhou's face seemed to be much younger.

Dong Zhongshu felt that he could not recognize the wrong person. Face recognition is only the most basic method, and breath identification is his real method.

He has not used people to cast spells as consumables many times in his life. He has a deep impression of Zhang Xuezhou, the consumables, and is also very familiar with Zhang Xuezhou's aura.

Although Zhang Xuezhou is much stronger than before, Zhang Xuezhou's aura has not changed.

"It's true that I'm still alive!"

The matters of Lingnan and his delegation involved major issues, and it was impossible for Dong Zhongshu to lose his memory in just two years.

But he didn't expect that Zhang Xuezhou ran from Lingnan to Bashu and brought him.

"Master Dong!"

The familiar name after waving, which made Dong Zhongshu completely sure. He reached out to signal a direction for Zhang Xuezhou to take his seat, and then reached out to signal the middle-aged man next to him.

"Mr. Zhong, I just saw an old friend. Next I will give a lecture on the Spring and Autumn Period. I will come here to listen to it later!"

Dong Zhongshu spoke up with a middle-aged man who called Zhongweng, with a very kind face, and he smiled and signaled that Dong Zhongshu was fine.

"I was a first-time school, so it's great if you can come and support me. There is no need to be restricted. After all, there are no rules here!" the middle-aged man smiled.

"The rules are still needed!"

Dong Zhongshu also laughed back.

He walked down from the seat of the lecturer of the academy openly.

After passing through the bonfire and walking out of the passage of more than a hundred students who came to study to give way, Dong Zhongshu was already standing in front of Zhang Xuezhou, who was at the last.

"I haven't seen each other for two years, how about it?" Dong Zhongshu smiled.

"I've lived this life..."

Either he was on the journey of killing others or being killed by others, Zhang Xuezhou felt that his life was not good at all.

He didn't understand why his life was so distant.

This is far more turbulent than his real life.

If calculated by the itinerary, Zhang Xuezhou feels that the distance he has crossed in the past two years can be regarded as a global journey.

"After that disaster, everyone was not doing well!"

Looking at Zhang Xuezhou with a sigh, Dong Zhongshu couldn't help feeling sad.

It is normal for Zhang Xuezhou to have a bad life, after all, Dong Zhongshu is not doing well either.

If Emperor Jing had not secretly protected the prince, Dong Zhongshu felt that the trip to Lingnan was not only unprofitable, but also normal for losing his head.

I thought the missing population suddenly appeared in Bashu, but Dong Zhongshu was quite curious about how Zhang Xuezhou got through the past two years.

He looked at Zhang Xuezhou, who was young and handsome, and felt that although the other party was in a bad state, he should at least be quite happy, otherwise it would be impossible for him to have this face.

This is a very contradictory opposition.

Zhang Xuezhou's words and deeds were full of suffering, but his appearance did not look like he was suffering.

If this guy hadn't encountered the aftermath of the battle between Zun and Emperor Jing, Dong Zhongshu would even think that Zhang Xuezhou was living a good life.

"Master Dong, why are you here?" Zhang Xuezhou asked first.

"I have an old friend who runs a school. Your Majesty feels it's very interesting, so let me come and have a look," said Dong Zhongshu.

"What is the academy? It's just about giving lectures around the bonfire? All these people are here to listen?" Zhang Xuezhou said strangely.

"Wen Weng's academy has just been started, and the venue is limited, so you can only burn the fire to support the scene." Dong Zhongshu said: "When the court confirms, Weng can draw a regional construction school, which is much better!"

"That's right!" Zhang Xuezhou said in support.

"These people are all students who are interested in the academy," said Dong Zhongshu. "But there are not many people who are sincere in their studies at the moment. After all, studying cannot fill their stomachs. It is difficult for people to agree with the advice of people to study now."

"This kind of thing is not easy to do. My aunt said that the poorest ones are those who study," said Zhang Xuezhou: "After learning, I couldn't even afford pork. I said that I was poor for three generations of students!"

"Your aunt's remarks are a bit too much. In fact, she is poor for three generations... Oh, don't leave!"

When Dong Zhongshu was thinking, he just nodded, more than ten scholars who were joining in the fun suddenly dispersed, which made him turn around and call someone.

"My mother wants me to chop wood tomorrow, I have to go to bed early!"

"I'm hungry and want to go home and fall asleep quickly, otherwise I'll eat tomorrow's food!"

"I'm going to hunt tomorrow, but the knife hasn't been sharpened yet!"

"The cotton floor at home is not flooded. I will get up early tomorrow to water it. I can't listen here!"

"Suddenly I remembered that there was a woman in my family. When she saw that I didn't return, she must be scolding me!"

"My mother asked me to have a son soon to help with the work, and this matter cannot be delayed at night!"

...

When explaining to Dong Zhongshu, more and more people listened to the sounds, and some people joined the ranks of leaving.

Everyone sat peacefully before, but the person who left had a bad idea, obviously tore everyone's faces down.

All kinds of reasons were expressed.

When the situation calmed down, less than twenty people were left in front of more than ten bonfires.

Sitting on the lecture stage, the middle-aged man named Zhong Weng was obviously caught off guard.

He looked at Dong Zhongshu and Zhang Xuezhou who were chatting in a low voice not far away.

Although these two people have a small voice, people nearby can hear the sound, and for him, it is not difficult to hear it clearly.

After a few short sentences, the two of them triggered a wave of withdrawals from those who were not determined.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!