Fang Cheng had been stubborn since he was young.
When he was young, his family wanted him to study Olympiad math, but he insisted on learning taekwondo. When he was in middle school, his family wanted him to study science, but he insisted on studying literature. Later, when he applied for the college entrance exam, his family wanted him to study finance and accounting, but he insisted on studying history.
No one could persuade him otherwise.
However, if he was stubborn with his family, he would at most be scolded and beaten. If he was stubborn with outsiders, he would be at a disadvantage.
When he received the message from his tutor, Fang Cheng frowned.
His roommate, who had just returned from playing basketball, saw it and came over to take a look. He saw the dialog box on his desk.
His roommate laughed when he saw it.
"How is it? Didn't I say it? Your tutor will definitely shoot you down with this topic. "
"He's the one being unreasonable," Fang Cheng said. "I asked him to be my tutor purely because he's young and promising. I thought he was different from other tutors. I didn't expect him to be no different from other tutors. He's just as stubborn. "
"That's enough. Look around the school, where else can you find a tutor with a better temper than Teacher Jiang?" His roommate sat down in his seat and opened a can of coke. Immediately, the bubbles overflowed.
"It's not that Teacher Jiang is stubborn. It's your topic," his roommate said as he took the can of coke. "He submitted your topic and let you use this kind of thesis to defend. Isn't Teacher Jiang afraid of being punished by the dean?"
"What kind of thesis did I write?" When Fang Cheng heard this, he became stubborn again.
He turned around, put his arm on the back of the chair, and asked his roommate, "Are you sure that the content written in the unofficial history is not true?"
His roommate had lived with him for four years. He had heard this kind of thing so many times that his ears were about to grow calluses. He raised his hands and surrendered, "I'm not sure. Of course I'm not sure. I've only lived for twenty-two years. How would I know about things that happened a thousand years ago? The unofficial history also said that after Prince Jing became the emperor, he married Huo Wujiu and made her his empress. Who knows if it's true or not? "
Fang Cheng said, "Didn't I say so? He still won't let … "
"Alright, alright. Don't think about theses all day in the dorm. Why don't you play basketball with me tomorrow?" his roommate saw that he took it seriously and hurriedly said. "You don't know, but I met a kid today. F * ck, he's so fierce when he plays basketball. Sigh, I heard that he's a junior from the Finance School. He just came back from abroad and is a sports student. The three of us together couldn't even defend against the vanguard … "
As soon as this roommate started talking about the basketball court, he immediately started chattering non-stop. Fang Cheng was not interested in these things. After listening to half of it, he turned around and muttered to himself.
"Teacher Jiang has a class tomorrow, I have to talk to him face to face …"
— —
Jiang Suizhou felt that he might not have slept well last night.
After he replied to the student's message, the electricity in the room went out. It should be a short circuit. After a few flashes, it lit up again.
However, at that moment, his mind was in chaos, as if time and space had suddenly been distorted. When the call came back, he only felt that his head was groggy, as if he had suddenly experienced something major.
But when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't remember.
He rubbed his temples and thought that he was too tired. He turned off the lights and went to rest.
He didn't sleep well that night. He was dreaming the whole night, but when he woke up, he couldn't remember what he had dreamed of.
He was a little tired. After he woke up early in the morning, he packed up and rushed to school.
He still had a professional class to teach in the morning.
This professional class was about the history of the Liang dynasty, and it was taught to second-year students. Jiang Suizhou had taken this class for two years. He had also been studying the history of the Liang dynasty, so he was very familiar with it and was able to teach it with ease.
But something was not right today.
At the beginning of the semester, this class had only started for two periods. Today, he was going to talk about the handover of Jingliang.
That period of history could be said to be one of a kind in the entire history of Huaxia.
The Northern Liang army rose because the Emperor of Nanjing forced them to. In order to save their lives, the Huo family rose in revolt. Because the Huo family had been in the army for generations and had a talented general like Huo Wujiu, the Nanjing dynasty was driven to the south of the Yangtze River in a few years and formed a situation where they ruled by the river with Northern Liang.
Northern Liang and Nanjing faced each other across the river. After three years, there was an unforeseen event. Huo Wujiu led his troops to the south, but they were ambushed and captured by Nanjing. But in less than a year, Huo Wujiu instigated the Nanjing general Lou Yue to rebel. Using the military strength of Northern Liang and Nanjing, he overthrew the Jing dynasty and achieved the unification of the north and south.
Emperor Jing You died, Prince Jing of Nanjing was captured alive, and Huo Wujiu returned in triumph. But in less than two years, Emperor Zhaoyuan of the Liang dynasty died of illness. Before he died, he made a posthumous edict and passed the throne to Prince Jing of Nanjing. From then on, Nanjing was restored.
But this unforeseen event didn't cause Huo Wujiu to raise his troops again. Instead, Huo Wujiu became a general and guarded the imperial court for his whole life. The reason was that Prince Jing was loyal and grateful. Not only did he not change the name of Liang to Nanjing, but he also followed the name of Liang. He even made the son of the eldest princess of the Huo family, Huo Shu, the Crown Prince. After his death, he passed the throne back to the Huo family.
These changes in the throne could be said to be a legend of historians. Later generations even repeatedly studied the details and reasons in an attempt to restore the legend.
Jiang Suzhou was also very familiar with these things. When he lectured, he was quite smooth and natural.
But there was one thing.
He didn't know why, but when he said the three words "Huo Wujiu", his heart inexplicably throbbed slightly. There was an indescribable feeling.
… It was as if after one night, he was very familiar with that historical figure.
He managed to suppress the strange feeling and went on with his lecture. He talked about the corruption of the Jing dynasty, the rise of the Northern Liang army, and the division of the Northern and Southern dynasties. He was very knowledgeable and had a gentle voice. When he lectured, he was patient and patient. He easily explained the historical records and the analysis of various historians. All the students in the lecture hall listened very seriously.
It was almost time for the class to end.
"Okay, the class will end in a few minutes." Jiang Suzhou finished a section of the content and returned to the front of the lecture table. "I won't take up any more of your time. In the next class, we will talk about the Northern Liang general Huo Wujiu being captured. He was escorted to Prince Jing's estate as … "
Before he could say the word "concubine", he paused.
… What am I saying!
Jiang Suzhou was shocked.
Was it because he read that student's thesis yesterday and had such a deep impression that he was influenced by him and took this unofficial history seriously? How preposterous, to actually mention it in class, as if it had really happened …
He was shocked by himself, but he was also glad that he wasn't too dizzy at this moment and stopped in time to say what he wanted to say.
He looked at the confused students in the lecture hall and paused. He smiled and continued, "… as a prisoner. Although Huo Wujiu's entire life was filled with war and could be called a legend, his experience of being defeated and reduced to a prisoner was also a particularly interesting highlight in his life. "
Jiang Suzhou's mind was in a mess again. Many scenes flashed through his mind like a merry-go-round. It was as if … he had really experienced that part of history.
He must have not slept well and was dizzy. Jiang Suzhou frowned and thought to himself.
It was also at this moment that the bell for the end of class rang.
Jiang Suzhou organized his thoughts and said with a smile, "Class dismissed."
The students in the lecture hall stood up in twos and threes, picked up their backpacks and left the lecture hall. Jiang Suzhou also lowered his head and closed the multimedia courseware on his desk.
At this time, a voice sounded in his ear.
"Teacher Jiang."
Jiang Suzhou looked up and saw a familiar face.
"You are … Fang Cheng?" He thought for a moment and asked.
The student nodded.
So, he was the student who treated unofficial history as official history and wrote it in his thesis. Jiang Suzhou didn't recognize the faces of the students, but this person's name was well-known. He stopped what he was doing, stood up, and looked at him seriously for the first time.
"It's you," he said. "What's the matter?"
"I want to talk to you about my topic," Fang Cheng said. "I was waiting for you, so I listened to your lecture. I heard you say that when Huo Wujiu was detained in Nanjing, he was taken to Prince Jing's estate as a concubine, right? "
When Jiang Suzhou heard this, he frowned with displeasure.
He made a slip of the tongue because he was affected by this student's thesis. However, when he heard this student's words, he felt strange again.
It was as if … he really thought so.
He quickly cleared his mind of these thoughts and said seriously, "Fang Cheng, you should know that we study history. What's important isn't what I think, but how the historical records record it. The unofficial history you are relying on is very baseless. When you study history, you can't take it for granted and add your own ideas to the facts. "
"But, you can't prove that the unofficial history is fake!"
As the two talked, the classroom gradually emptied. Jiang Suzhou remembered that there would be other students coming to this classroom in a while. He glanced at the door and took a deep breath.
"You think that Huo Wujiu was humiliated in Prince Jing's estate, right?" he asked.
The student nodded.
"Then why did Prince Jing, who humiliated Huo Wujiu, peacefully become the emperor? Why did Huo Wujiu serve him until he died of old age? "Jiang Suzhou asked.
"This …"
Fang Cheng was stunned.
He didn't think of this point.
Jiang Suzhou continued, "When you study history, it's not that you can't make reasonable speculations, but your speculations have to be logical as well."
As he spoke, he turned off the multimedia and packed up the books on the table.
"You have to revise your thesis as soon as possible. Don't delay your oral defense," he said.
With that, he prepared to leave.
But at this moment, a sound came from the door.
It was the sound of a basketball hitting the ground.
He didn't know who was so unruly as to leisurely bounce a ball in the school building and walk into the classroom with the ball. The sound of the ball hitting the floor was accompanied by footsteps. A person walked into the classroom.
Jiang Suzhou looked up.
It was a student.
He was wearing a black jersey, revealing his strong and slender arms. He carried a bag on one shoulder, one hand holding the bag, and the other bouncing the ball.
The next moment, the student looked up and looked at him.
The student had a buzz cut and looked very flamboyant. He had a fierce aura, especially his eyes, which were sharp and piercing.
Their eyes met. Jiang Suzhou saw a pair of pitch-black, bottomless eyes.
A familiar feeling mixed with a turbulent throbbing in his heart made Jiang Suzhou freeze in place.
At the same time, the student dropped the ball.
He stood in place and didn't catch the ball for some reason. The ball fell to the ground, bounced a few times, and rolled under the podium.
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