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Mr. Zhuang sent away the officials from the Ministry of Personnel who had come to give away the discounts. He turned back to look at his three disciples and said, "Let's go. Tell us what's going on. [Mobile phone reading: m.d]"

After all, Mr. Zhuang is not a member of the officialdom. The news in the court came from Bai Shan and Zhou Man through various channels.

Bai Shan and the others were in the palace. Although many people in the court were impeaching Chen Fulin these days, they also used Mr. Zhuang to speculate on the holy will. Even the prince came out to express his position, but no one really asked Mr. Zhuang as the person involved.

So Mr. Zhuang knows nothing.

The three disciples just came back from a break in the palace early this morning. As soon as the front foot entered the door, the people from the back foot's official department came, but they were not looking for the three of them, but him.

I gave Mr. Zhuang a letter of appointment.

The three of Bai Shan looked at each other, and finally Zhou Man stood up and narrated the incident from beginning to end, and then said: "Sir, Chen Fulin should pack his things and leave the capital at this time."

What Man Bao means is, do you want to beat him up before he leaves?

Mr. Zhuang raised his head and glanced at Man Bao but said nothing.

He lowered his head and opened it to look at the official rank on the fold. He was in a daze. Although he was only a ninth-grade minister, it was something he could not ask for when he was young.

Did you come here out of nowhere?

Mr. Zhuang was silent for a while, closed the fold and said, "Okay, I understand."

Bai Shan was a little worried, "Sir, do you want to take this job?"

Mr. Zhuang said: "Since you've been offered it, why don't you accept it? After all, it's a salary, isn't it?"

The three of them nodded in succession, saying that was a good idea.

Mr. Zhuang spoke boldly, but he was still very uneasy in his heart. He went to the Chongwen Hall to be a lecturer. He really didn't know how to give lectures.

He has been a teacher for so many years, and Bai Shan is the one who has taught him the longest and the most profound. Most of the other children have gone to county schools, government schools or other academies before they have been taught this.

So there were so many students older than Bai Shan and the others, so he was a little confused for a moment and didn't know how to teach them.

What does he have to say?

Bai Shan and Zhou Man were both very smart. When he taught them, he always hit the mark and they could draw inferences from one example, so he didn't need to worry too much.

As for Bai Er...

Mr. Zhuang's eyes fell on Bai Er, and his heart slowly calmed down. In this case, he would teach them the same way as Bai Er.

Bai Erlang touched his face and asked anxiously: "Sir, what's wrong with me?"

Mr. Zhuang smiled, reached out and patted his head and said: "It's okay, come and tell me what classes you usually take in Chongwen Hall, and how do you teach?"

Most of the ministers in the Chongwen Hall are part-time ministers of the court. Except for Kong Jijiu, who is the prince and tutor, others, such as Wei Zhi, Li Shangshu, and Ji Xiang, are all part-time ministers, ranging from sixth to ninth rank, anyway.

The emperor gave part-time jobs very casually, and everyone accepted them very casually.

Except for them, the other ministers were all transferred from the Hanlin Academy. They were well-educated scholars who had passed the Jinshi Department and passed the examination of the Ministry of Civil Affairs. Their knowledge was not inferior to that of Mr. Zhuang.

Anyway, after Mr. Zhuang listened to Bai Shan and Bai Erlang carefully explain the contents of the classes of several gentlemen, he found that apart from the more interesting lectures, there was nothing he could do to compare with them.

I don’t know what classes Chongwen Museum will arrange for him to teach.

Yes, the content of each teacher's class is also limited. One person is responsible for one book, or two teachers are responsible for one book, but the cognition of the two teachers must be very different, so that students can learn more.

thing.

So the gentlemen in Chongwen Hall always quarreled.

Man Bao asked curiously, "What book do you want to teach, sir?"

Mr. Zhuang said without thinking: "I want to teach The Analects of Confucius."

He was most familiar with this book, and he never tired of learning from it. Even when he was young, he could recite it by heart, and when he was old enough to read it, he would still gain something from it.

Mr. Zhuang smiled and said: "Or the Tao Te Ching?"

He is also familiar with this book, and he also feels that he never tires of learning, and he feels that the prince is more suitable for the Tao Te Ching.

Although he had not seen the prince very often, he was no stranger to the prince. After all, Man Bao would see people every now and then, and the child never shied away from talking about him at home.

The four masters and apprentices were speculating and expecting here. When Mr. Zhuang arrived at Chongwen Hall on the third day, Manbao came out of the library and went to the back window of the lecturers to eavesdrop.

Bai Shan and Bai Erlang had already occupied a favorable position. When they saw Man Bao, they booed, and the three of them went to the window to look inside.

Liu Huan and Yin You, who were not far away, were looking out for them. They were very puzzled, "Aren't they just in charge of the lessons? You'll know when the lesson sheets come out in the afternoon?"

Yin You thought for a moment and said, "Are they afraid that Mr. Zhuang will be bullied?"

Liu Huandao: "Even if you are being bullied, you can't tell in your words at this moment. They are all scholars."

Yin Yue said: "Just look at the arranged lesson list and you will know."

Yes, you can tell by looking at the lesson list assigned to Mr. Zhuang.

The director of the Chongwen Pavilion was Kong Jijiu, so Kong Jijiu personally made an appointment with Mr. Zhuang. He had some impressions of Zhuang Xun and the events of more than twenty years ago.

He had met Zhuang Xun and Chen Fulin when he was still a member of the Hanlin Academy. He knew that Zhuang Xun was going to take the Imperial Examination, and he seemed to have recommended him to the Imperial Academy's husband.

So when it came out that Zhuang Xun plagiarized Chen Fulin's poems, he felt regretful for a while.

Seeing Zhuang Xun again at this time, Kong Jijiu nodded slightly to him and asked him: "Which book are you best at?"

Zhuang Xun told the truth, "The official is somewhat familiar with the Analects of Confucius and the Tao Te Ching, but he is still much worse than the adults."

"The Analects of Confucius" belongs to the Confucius family. Kong Jijiu has been studying it for decades, so he is naturally the most familiar with it. He smiled and said: "We have discussed that we want you to lecture on "The Classic of Filial Piety". Since you are good at "The Tao Te Ching"

", then it is better to supplement it with Taoist classics."

Zhuang Xun was slightly stunned and asked: "Hasn't the Prince studied the "Book of Filial Piety"?"

Kong Jijiu sighed, "Of course I have done it before, but this is the intention of the courtiers. Everyone thinks that we should study the "Book of Filial Piety" again."

Zhuang Xun then asked, "Who taught the prince the "Book of Filial Piety" in the past?"

Kong Jijiu: "...me."

Zhuang Xun:......

Zhuang Xun quickly came to his senses and asked Kong Jijiu for advice.

Kong Jijiu sighed endlessly. He was still easy to teach the prince when he taught the "Book of Filial Piety". The main reason was that although the prince was naughty at that time, the relationship between father and son was not bad, so the prince could basically listen to what he said.

But later, the relationship between the prince and the emperor deteriorated. When he started to talk about the "Book of Filial Piety" again, the prince became very resistant. The main reason was that the book was ruined. No matter what he said, it would always come back to asking the prince to honor his father and obey the emperor.

Father.

Zhuang Xun accepted the task, and Man Bao couldn't help but pull the window open in annoyance, making a sound.

Kong Jijiu turned around and saw the window shaking slightly. He didn't take it to heart and turned around to continue talking to Mr. Zhuang.

Mr. Zhuang also withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and listened carefully.
Chapter completed!