"But, kid, I can think of a way for you. I heard you came up with some perfume last night?"
Zhang Feng took out a gift box from the table in the study and gave it to Mister Yushan.
"Mister, I didn't know you were at the Poetry House yesterday, so I was rude. Today, I've prepared some gifts for you, I hope you'll accept them!"
Seeing this, Mister Yushan laughed and said, "Actually, if you give me some cigarettes and paper, it'll be better than anything else. Fine, fine, since you're so kind, I'll accept them. Of course, I'll also pay attention to your matters. I've always been concerned about the matters of the academy. I don't know when I'll be gone, so what I'm thinking is that in my lifetime, it'll be great if I can see these poor people become familiar with their studies!"
Zhang Feng was silent.
At this moment, he finally understood why Mister Yushan had been so aggressive at the poetry gathering after learning about his situation.
He wanted to see real hope!
Every single one of them followed the teachings of Confucius and wanted everyone in the world to be able to study. However, due to the current situation, no one was able to achieve their wish.
However, White Deer College gave them a glimmer of hope.
Perhaps, this was the only chance for them to achieve their dream in a short period of time.
"Kid, the Dao of Saints isn't so easy to follow. Every one of us came from your age. Every one of us wants to do something, but in the end, we'll all be drowned in worldly fame and fortune."
Hearing this, Zhang Feng hurriedly nodded and said, "I'll remember Mister's teachings!"
"What teachings? Next time, prepare a set of the academy's timetable and textbooks for the Old Man. Let the Old Man see what's so great about your academy!"
Zhang Feng was speechless.
Actually, his academy was nothing special. In the future, it wouldn't even be considered trash. However, if Zhang Feng's teaching philosophy could really prevail in this era, it would be a symbol of glory for Zhang Feng.
Moreover, this might be the only way for him to remember the future.
Only by infinitely creating something that belonged to the future, making this era infinitely close to the future, and making this prosperous Tang Dynasty perfect to the greatest extent that he could. Perhaps, perhaps, there was a slight chance that he could go back to the past, right?
Just as Zhang Feng was letting his imagination run wild, Mister Yushan left with satisfaction.
Only Zhang Feng was left in the study in silence.
No one knew what he was thinking, but at this moment, the whole of Jiangnan was in an uproar because of the perfume and the poetry gathering last night.
No one would have thought that the person who caused such an uproar in the Yue State Prefecture was actually Zhang Feng!
Was it really the dean of White Deer College?
They had always thought that Zhang Feng was someone with the same name or an imposter. How could they have known that this Zhang Feng was really the famous dean of White Deer College!
At this moment.
In an ordinary mansion in Qiantang, Hangzhou, a group of people were walking around in the living room with serious expressions.
This was the once famous Yang Clan, the orphan of the Sui Dynasty's royal family.
At this moment, they were just struggling at death's door in Jiangnan. Anyone could overtake them. All these years, they had been silently waiting for an opportunity.
Even if they couldn't restore their country, at least they could let their clansmen live without fear.
At this moment, they saw an opportunity, and that was Zhang Feng who had just appeared! Although it was rumored that this kid was very close to Li Shimin, this kid actually came to Jiangnan alone. Moreover, it was rumored that this kid wanted to single-handedly attack the nest of the Five Clans and Seven Kingdoms in Jiangnan.
They didn't know if this kid was stubborn or if he didn't know who the Five Clans and Seven Kingdoms were.
However, this was also an opportunity, especially when they looked at the white paper on the table. This was undoubtedly an opportunity for the Yang Clan.
They were always paying attention to the movements in Chang 'an. After all, if Li Shimin had a nightmare that day, their heads would probably be separated from their bodies.
And as long as they hugged Zhang Feng's thigh, at least they wouldn't be beaten from the front and back.
Being sandwiched between the Five Clans and Li Shimin, they had really had enough of these years.
"How about it? What do you think of Zhang Feng? If it's possible, should we find someone to talk to him? "
At this moment, at the top of the living room, an old lady with thin lips looked at the crowd and asked.
As soon as these words came out.
The group of old men in the hall were all sighing in despair.
Once upon a time, the famous Yang Clan actually had to rely on a junior to survive!
But time waits for no man. They had no choice at this moment.
Seeing that no one spoke, the old lady looked at the curtain behind her and said with some pity, "Yingying, this time it's up to you. Moreover, Zhang Feng this kid is infatuated, not the kind of person who is fickle in love. I think with your appearance and intelligence, our Yang Clan should be able to escape this disaster!"
"Old Man, why don't we find someone else … As far as I know, last night, the two girls of the Zhao Clan had already hooked up with Zhang Feng, and the girl of the Wu Clan also had some entanglements with Zhang Feng …"
At this moment, a delicate voice came from the curtain, "No, I'll go!"
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