Tomorrow is the 5/15 day, the anniversary celebration and the day with the most benefits. Apart from the gifts and school bags, this year's 5/15 red envelopes must be checked. How can you not grab them? Set the alarm clock.
At 5: 30 in the morning, Fang Yun walked to the window of Zhang Jingan's bedroom. Hearing the child's steady breathing, he took a horse and left the Marquis of Zhujiang.
At 6: 00 in the morning, Fang Yun went to the servant's house in Xinming Street again. He called Lao Guo, who had been working with him for many days, to a quiet place and gave him ten notes of 100 taels of silver and a letter of "Marquis of Zhujiang Zhang Longxiang". He told Lao Guo to quit this job and use the money to treat his wife's illness and find a better way to make a living. If he needed help in the future, he could take this letter to the Marquis of Zhujiang for help.
After that, Fang Yun turned and left. Lao Guo knelt on the ground with tears in his eyes and kowtowed three times to Fang Yun's back.
Fang Yun never looked back.
Fang Yun didn't give the servant any money.
This was the blessing of the Confucians.
The next morning, Fang Yun took Zhang Jingan to the best school in Chu, the Zhurong Academy.
Zhurong was the ancestor of the Chu people. Therefore, hundreds of years ago, the King Of Chu established the Zhurong Academy. At first, only the children of the royal family of Chu were admitted. Later, the number of students was expanded. Every year, Grand Scholars, Great Confucians, or Dukes and Marquises could recommend one person to enter the academy.
Everyone in Chu was proud to be initiated in the Zhurong Academy.
The Zhurong Academy only taught basic knowledge, but the worst teachers were all Juren. Many Jinshi and Hanlin Scholars entered the Zhurong Academy for various reasons for a short period of time. The dean was at least a Hanlin Scholar, and sometimes even a Grand Scholar.
It was a waste for a Juren to be a teacher in Zhurong Academy. However, countless Juren fought for the position of a teacher in the Zhurong Academy.
Being the teacher of the best batch of people in the future would bring more benefits than a mountain of gold.
The carriage left Jingzhou City and drove for several miles before arriving at the Zhurong Academy.
Fang Yun got off the carriage, and Zhang Jingan followed suit.
As far as the eye could see, the sky was blue, and the ground was covered with endless white snow.
There was a tall archway in front of them. The words "Zhurong Academy" were written on it.
Behind the archway was an academy that looked like a small city. The academy did not have high walls. It was only surrounded by a fence that was half the height of a man, and it was enough to accommodate nearly ten thousand children.
Even though it was close to the New Year, the place still did not seem deserted.
Hundreds of Meng Children were running around the periphery of the academy. White steam rose from the group. No matter who these children were, they were all dressed in blue robes.
Fang Yun nodded his head lightly. As expected of the best academy in the Chu Country. It was said that the management of the academy was semi-militarized. Even the current King Of Chu was beaten by this teacher before. Not only was the gentleman who hit him not punished. Later on, he even became a county magistrate. Now, he had retired and returned to his hometown with many children and grandchildren.
"Let's go!" Fang Yun walked forward.
There was no one guarding the gate of Zhurong Academy. When Fang Yun walked to the gate of the academy, he immediately felt a few spiritual senses appear in the sky. Someone was using an official seal to observe this place.
Hundreds of Meng Children were running around the fence, and soon they got close.
Some of the children had sharp eyes and recognized Zhang Jingan. They talked about him while running.
"Isn't that the traitor … cough, the traitor's son, Zhang Jingan? I saw him two years ago. He's quite pitiful. "
"Pitiful my ass! His father and grandfather did not want to be the Marquis of Zhujiang and chose to be a traitor. Why didn't they kill his entire family? "
"If he was really a traitor, his entire family would have been killed. I think the rumors might not be true."
"Hehe, by the way, my brother came to see me yesterday and told me something about Zhang Jingan. I'm sure you don't know about it."
"What's the matter? Tell me. "
"The Zhang Clan is completely finished. Zhang Jingan actually went to work as a delivery man!"
"Isn't it too much to curse a child who is about the same age as us? The son of a Marquis was collecting dung? If the King Of Chu knew about this, he would be furious! "
"It's true! You don't have to believe me, but you can't not believe the wife of the young Marquis of Pinghai's Mansion! Besides, it was Zhang Jingan and his son who carried the dung together! "
"Ah? Then that Han Lin who is with Zhang Jingan whose hair is half white, is he … "
"Shh … this man is so cruel. He killed the Eighth Prince with one sword strike. I heard that some of the Eighth Princes wanted to kill him! Hehe, our Principal is the Eighth Prince from twenty years ago. Now we have a good show to watch! "
"Let's go. We won't run today. Let's eavesdrop outside the Principal's building. Maybe something good will happen!"
"At most, we'll be beaten ten times. Let's go!"
Dozens of children immediately changed their direction and ran stealthily toward the Shou Jing Zhai. Most of the children could only watch helplessly. The children who dared to leave were all from the top families of Chu State, and most people couldn't be compared with them.
Zhang Jingan couldn't hear them, and Fang Yun didn't seem to hear them either. He went deep into the Academy without asking anyone. He walked straight to a certain place as if he knew the way in advance.
After turning a few corners and passing through several corridors, Fang Yun saw a small two-story building in front of him. The plaque above the front door said "Shou Jing Zhai".
Fang Yun didn't know where the Principal of Zhurong Academy was, but when he entered the door, the strongest spiritual will he sensed came from this place.
The Third State of Literary Courage was very mysterious.
Fang Yun stood still outside the Shou Jing Zhai and said loudly, "Marquis of Zhujiang, Zhang Longxiang is here. Why don't the people in the Shou Jing Zhai come out to welcome me?"
Zhang Jingan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. No wonder he had heard that this father was domineering. He had seen it in the Gou Family, and now he saw it again. He was here to ask for help, but he was forced to come out to welcome him.
The dozens of children hiding not far away snickered, as they realized there would be a good show to watch.
"I'm Ma Zhilong. I didn't know Marquis Zhang was coming, so I didn't come out to welcome you. I hope Marquis Zhang won't blame me." A white-haired old man walked out with a smile. He was wearing a Hanlin uniform that had been washed too many times, and there was an eye-catching green jade ring on his left index finger.
Fang Yun cupped his hands and bowed, saying, "I'm Zhang Longxiang. It's nice to meet you, Mr. Ma. But today, I have to come as Marquis of Zhujiang for my son. I hope Mr. Ma will forgive me. "
The children in the distance were stunned. They had thought the two sides would get into a fight, but they didn't expect this boorish Zhang Longxiang to be able to move so freely.
Parents in the world cared about their children. If they were a bit tougher for their children, others wouldn't say anything.
"Marquis Zhang Longxiang. Is Marquis Zhang Longxiang recommending your son to study at Zhurong Academy? "
Ma Zhilong was tall and big. He stood at the door, but didn't invite Fang Yun in.
Fang Yun didn't seem to notice this small difference. He smiled and said, "Of course."
Ma Zhilong suddenly asked, "Marquis Zhang Longxiang, how many arts are you proficient in?"
Zhang Jingan was stunned. He didn't know why the Hanlin Academy Principal would suddenly ask such a question. It was completely inappropriate.
"I'm proficient in all six arts," Fang Yun said.
Ma Zhilong smiled and said, "There's a drill ground in the academy. Does Marquis Zhang Longxiang dare to compete in the six arts of archery?"
"Practicing archery on a clear and snowy day isn't a waste of the good winter days," Fang Yun said with a carefree smile.
"Please!" Ma Zhilong said.
"Sir, please!" Fang Yun let Ma Zhilong go first.
Ma Zhilong walked in front, Fang Yun followed behind, and Zhang Jingan followed Fang Yun. They lowered their heads and pondered.
After a while, Zhang Jingan suddenly realized that Ma Zhilong was testing his father.
If Fang Yun lost, he would naturally leave in shame. If his skills weren't good enough, he wouldn't let his son enter the academy.
If Ma Zhilong lost, he would have an excuse. It wasn't that he didn't want to accept Zhang Jingan, but that he lost to Zhang Longxiang and had no choice but to let his son enter the academy.
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