nycdaug Chapter 110 Teacher
Chapter 110 Teacher
"This way, this way."
Several officers came around the corner and saw a thatched cottage. "There's another house over here."
They all came in at once. The room was simple and locked. When they looked up, the door was empty and no one knew what was going on here.
A yamen runner saw an old man squatting on the side and walked up to him and asked, "Old man, do you know if there is a place called Xiaolintang here?"
The old man seemed to have just been awakened and said, "There is no place called Xiaolin Hall here. I have never heard of it. Confucius said that learning and practicing it from time to time is not a pleasure."
Before he could finish, the bailiff had already left impatiently. It was not uncommon to see people in the provincial school who had become fools because of studying too much.
"Let's go over there and take a look."
"Hurry up, don't let any of them go."
Everyone left with a clamor of greeting. The excitement over the books here caused someone to come over and ask, "Old man, are you still selling this book?"
Zhixing was so angry that he said, "I'm not selling books anymore, but I'm selling them to students. Is there anyone who wants them?"
As dusk fades and the night's bustle is about to begin, the streets are still crowded with people.
Compared to the restaurant, the bookstore is relatively quiet.
A sound was heard outside the door of a shop with the name of Song Family Shop hanging on it. Two teenagers approached the door, and several other teenagers looked outside vigilantly.
"We're closed. We're not selling anymore. Come back tomorrow." A rejection voice came from inside the door.
The young man outside the door said, "It's urgent, please help me, if you know, you know, if you don't know, you don't know."
The door creaked open from the outside, and there were young men inside. They nodded to the people who came in, stepped back to make way, and the people outside quickly slipped in, and the door closed immediately.
After passing through seven or eight tall shelves of the bookstore, I came to a small storage room with a few pieces of paper scattered on the floor.
Seven or eight young men were sitting together, obviously discussing something, and they stopped when they saw the people coming.
"Mingzhi, why are you here today? What happened? Don't let people get suspicious." Ye Muyang said.
The young man who was called Mingzhi said, "Don't worry, I didn't go to Yiyuan at first, and I took the initiative to inform you. It was the people from Changfeng Society who encouraged me, and they believed it completely. I sneaked into my uncle's east study today and saw a document from the Censor saying that Xiaolin Hall had been investigated. I knew something bad had happened, so I quickly came to inform you."
The provincial censor is in charge of various documents, including supervising officials at all levels. If they have qualifications from the provincial academy, then if the censor wants to do something to the students of Mo City, then there will basically be no problem if the censor personally steps in.
"Although our actions were kept secret at the beginning, the number of students who joined later was too large, and there were more uncontrollable factors."
"It's okay to suffer together, but now that everyone is fine, it's inevitable that we will be expelled at the speed of supply after being persuaded by the elders at home."
"The biggest problem now is not the friendship between classmates for fun, but the deliberate association and manipulation of events, which is intolerable."
"What should we do? If the government finds out and convicts us, the parents will blame us, and the other students will definitely say that we tricked them into doing it. Then everyone will be alienated."
The young men were talking among themselves, and the atmosphere was a little tense. Suddenly, the young man guarding the gate came over quickly and said, "Fu Zijing is here."
The boys were stunned. Are they coming here at this time to buy books?
"No, he came to say that he had something to discuss."
A man came and said internally that he was not going to buy books but only to discuss something. It was obvious that he knew something.
Su Qingyu asked, "How did he know about this place?"
Ye Muyang asked, "Could it be that someone among us has leaked the secret? Have you forgotten the oath you swore to join Xiaolin Hall?"
The young people looked at each other and shook their heads.
"I do not have to die."
"I do not have either."
"I haven't even spoken to him."
Su Qinghe said, "Don't guess. Since he came prepared, let's listen to what he has to say first. We are only talking about government affairs. There is nothing else to say. There is nothing shameful."
Ye Muyang said, "Then everyone please be careful with your words."
The young men responded one after another, and the young man in charge of guarding the gate led them in soon.
Su Qinghe stood up and bowed, "Thank you, Master Zijing, for your kindness. We were just about to go visit you."
Fu Zijing said, "No need, everyone is here just for studying, not for you."
Fu Zijing always boasted of being noble, but no one took it seriously. After all, his family background was indeed there. Ye Muyang said, "No matter what, it is still helpful for us if you can go to Yiyuan to study. We are getting more and more blocked, and finally the government will face up to the grievances of Qinghe and Zhu Nian."
Everyone nodded in agreement, their expressions showing excitement and gratitude, which made us feel not alone.
Fu Zijing raised his hand and gestured, "Okay, let's forget about the past. Now the grievances are over, and the government has begun to investigate those who instigated the incident. What are you going to do?"
Ye Muyang said bitterly, "What can we do? It's like classmates helping each other. Changfeng Society is willing to stand up for its members. If they want to investigate, then just do it."
Su Qingyu stood up and bowed, saying sincerely, "Master Zijing, please teach me."
Fu Zijing said, "If you want me to teach, I have to join the society, right?" When everyone heard him say this, their expressions changed slightly.
"Master Zijing wants to join our Qingfeng Society? That's great."
Fu Zijing didn't say anything. The atmosphere was a little tense and the air became a little stagnant.
Su Qing suddenly smiled and said, "Master Zijing wants to enter Xiaolin Hall, and we have no say in that." Then he stood up and said, "Please follow me."
Behind the bookstore was the warehouse. Su Qingyu pushed open the bookshelf, opened a small door, and walked out. There was a carriage waiting there.
Fu Zijing smiled and got on the carriage with Su Qinghe and merged into the crowd on the street.
Qinghe Academy was also shrouded in the night at this time. Birds of prefecture birds chirped in flight, flying through the streets of the prefectural academy and arriving in front of the two court halls at the foot of the mountain, where a young man was pacing and reading.
Seeing Fu Zijing coming over, Yingge stopped and said with a smile, "I'm glad to see Master Zijing here."
Fu Zijing looked up and saw the thatched cottage, with the door empty.
Yingge explained, "I don't know who stole it. It originally had a name."
Fu Zijing said, "Xiaolin Hall."
Yingge nodded and stretched out her hand to him, saying, "Yes, Xiaolin Hall welcomes you."
Fu Zijing looked at the hand that was extended and hesitated for a moment, but finally the two hands were clasped together.
Yingge said, "Master Zijing, do you have any good ideas for what to do next?"
Fu Zijing said, "We must strike while the iron is hot. Now we are going to make Xiaolin Hall public. When facing Liao Chengyi, he did not dare to fight us, and when facing the government, he did not dare to investigate us. What's wrong with us going to jail again?"
In the twilight, the young man in blue was gentle and refined, but his sharpness was exposed. Even though she already knew that Fu Zijing behaved strangely, Yingge still felt a little surprised and looked strange. He was still thinking about the real cell. "Are people who like to write poetry so perverted..." If Chen Junhe heard this, he would probably want to tell her that, in fact, you are also weird and perverted.
Su Qinghe, who had been silent the whole time, stood aside and said, "Of course, but the Changfeng Club is for playing polo, the Gudi Club is for writing poetry, and what is our Xiaolin Hall for?"
Yingge said, "Xiaolintang was formed because of reading."
"read?"
Fu Zijing said, "Reading the books of the ancients will help you understand the world and the truth."
Su Qinghe smiled and leaned over to whisper in Yingge's ear, "If everyone in Yiyuan quickly forgives me that day, then now Xiaolin Hall is established as a society because of the study, can it be considered as an imperial decree?"
Yingge looked at him and said, "Master Qinghe is such a bad guy. He can even think of this."
Su Qinghe laughed and raised his hand to knock on Yingge's head. Fu Zijing stood with his hands behind his back, silent. The Cangshan Mountains were painted in thick ink, and the figures of the three people standing side by side were looming.
The night was dark, Su Qinghe left in a car, and candles were lit in the thatched cottage.
Xiao Taohong was young and had gone into the house to rest. Yingge returned to living in the cottage. Xue did not stop her from living outside because of the incident, and he did not even suggest stopping her from studying.
Yingge deduced from this that Xue Shi's original intention was not to let her study. You know what's the point of women studying in ancient times? They would get married after all. Although she had never thought about getting married, Xue Shi still wanted her to stay with Mr. Zichun or the academy to study. This reason was very puzzling.
Why must she study? Why must she stay with Mr. Zichun? If she doesn't plan to take the imperial examination, why does she stay with a teacher? Is it for her future reputation? If so, it makes sense. But this time, Xue was being secretive and hinted that she shouldn't listen to Mr. Zichun too much, which makes people very confused.
"You don't really need to study, just pretend to study. Just listen to those things about Confucianism and the aristocracy, don't take them to heart..."
Yingge thought of what Xue had said in her ear, and even resorted to some sad drama at the end, half as persuasion and half as admonition.
Yingge would definitely listen to this, because she had never listened to them before. Even though she was worried, it was very strange that Xue still let her come to study. She couldn't understand it.
Zhixing sat cross-legged on the straw mat and said, "I can't figure it out either. Was I blind at the beginning?"
Yingge then took out a purse and said, "Yes, I found it in the market."
Zhixing said, "It's for me. How much is it?"
"Why, have you finally remembered to honor your husband?"
"Don't worry, sir. You are not crazy. You are so smart."
Zhixing first said with a spit, "Shameless, sit down and tell me what's going on. When did my Xiaolin Hall become yours? And now you've even registered your name with the government."
Yingge also sat down cross-legged like him and said, "Sir, let's not talk about anything first. Although Xiaolin Hall is yours, your things have always been mine. So in disguise, they are mine too."
"Stop, stop. Why do I hear you say that you want me to take the blame for you?"
"What's mine is yours, and what's yours is mine? You've planned this all along, and you want me to take the blame for you, right? If I end up in jail, does that mean you'll go to jail too?"
Yingge laughed and said, "Don't worry, sir. We won't go to jail. We didn't do anything illegal. We were just discussing other things in Xiaolin Hall. But the government officials didn't know about it and thought we were the ones who instigated the students to cause trouble. So why are they investigating us?"
"And everyone did this voluntarily. There was no incitement."
"Don't tell me any great truths. I don't understand what you're saying." She looked Yingge up and down and said, "You were the one who did this from the beginning, right? You're not working alone, you're the mastermind, right?"
Yingge said, "How can I put it? I can't do this alone, so don't wrongly accuse me..."
Zhixing sneered, "Let me put it another way. Is this what you thought?"
Yingge didn't dare to hide it and said, "Yes, that's exactly what I thought."
Oh, good boy, you are saying that it was not her who was the mastermind. She was the mastermind and couldn't be more mastermind, yet she still dared to lie. How could she dare to do that?
"How dare you say that? If I had reacted quickly, I wouldn't even know how I was arrested by the government."
Yingge said, "Sir, don't underestimate yourself. You are very capable. How could this be possible?"
Zhixing said with a sneer, "Stop slandering me. You are the one who caused such a big incident, you monster."
She stopped mumbling to herself for a while, then laughed out loud, "Poor Mr. Zichun, luckily, luckily I didn't make you admit that you actually have another husband."
He talked to himself for a while, then pondered for a while, and then saw that Yingge had actually started reviewing the books.
Perhaps for Yingge, those things are already in the past, but for Zhixing, looking at the young man sitting in the thatched cottage, or to be exact, the girl, she was the one who quietly stirred up the situation in the entire Mo City. No one knew who was behind this, not even himself, who was by her side every day, knew.
Is it true that she was born to be a strategist? A woman who knows nothing can be fearless and courageous when faced with problems. Is she born to be a politician? No, she is not fearless. She is clearly Zhu Haidong's troublemaker, a troublemaker.
"Tell me, why?"
"Sir, actually I seemed to have selfish motives at the beginning."
"Zhu Nian is my classmate. At first, I just wanted to help him, but who knew that the court would do things like this, so... I'm sorry to disappoint you, sir. It's the way of a gentleman. You must be very disappointed."
Zhi Cong laughed dryly and said, "How dare I, how dare I, this is not the way of a gentleman, and I really didn't teach you to do this."
Zhixing had a complicated expression. "It's good to be selfish. It means you won't act impulsively in the future. To help others when you see injustice shows that you have a good heart and are a kind person. You can protect yourself even if you have selfishness. You know what to do and what not to do. It's a good thing to be cautious."
"Sir, are you praising me?"
People who are both cautious and courageous are the most terrifying. This doesn't seem like something a thirteen-year-old child would do at all.
Finally, he couldn't help but asked, "Yingge, what do you think?"
Now that I think about it, Zhixing was actually quite confused. Wasn't she curious from the beginning to the end? She was a girl, but suddenly she dressed up as a man, and then a teacher appeared. This teacher was very strict with her all day long. Not only did he require her to study, but he also required her to practice martial arts continuously. He was also willing to help classmates who were in trouble. What was she thinking behind this small body?
Yingge said, "I want to study hard, and become a teacher in the future." She said this calmly without any sign of not wanting to fool Zhixing by answering.
She definitely wants to study hard, but as a teacher, it is a good thing to have faith and goals and to focus on one's work. Since I have been teaching her, I have never heard her complain of being tired. She is considered a good student. Zhixing looked at the girl waiting without saying anything.