A fast horse arrived in Qufu quickly.

When Wen Zhenggong held a handwritten book and echoed in the morning bell, he entered the apricot forest of Yanshenggong Mansion. Here, someone was already kneeling and waiting.

Everyone was silent, waiting for something.

Recently, Yan Shenggong did not conduct sacrifices, and this has made many people's hearts cast a shadow.

Yan Shenggong has been getting up late for many days, and he has not had much energy recently and is yawning.

Therefore, the eldest son had to preside over the sacrifice.

This is a very rare thing for the Yan Shenggong of all dynasties.

The Confucius family temple is the temple of the people in the world. Even the monarchs, ministers, and scholars of all countries in the world pay tribute to them on time. So how can Yan Shenggong, who is a saint, be negligent?

Anyway, Yan Shenggong has become blind after being sick.

What if...

There are already all kinds of speculations outside, but they are just whispers and guesses on their own, and there is no specific statement.

With the third bell ringing, at this moment, Yan Shenggong, who was decadent and looked like a face, was slowly walking towards him surrounded by boys.

When everyone saw Yan Shenggong, they all stood up and bowed deeply.

Yan Shenggong looked around, nodded slightly, and then knelt down, and everyone just knelt down.

Yan Shenggong wanted to speak majesticly, but suddenly another sleepy feeling came. He couldn't help but yawn. The yawn seemed extremely unsovereign, which made Yan Shenggong frown and said slowly: "I have been ill for many days, so I have troubled you."

"I dare not." Everyone said one after another.

Yan Shenggong nodded gently: "Do you have something to report? If there is nothing to do, it will be disbanded."

He seemed to be in a hurry to leave, but on the surface, he remained calm in the face of change.

But when he opened this speech, he made the Xuegong and the great scholars who were preparing for the report weigh in their hearts.

If it was just a trivial matter, it seemed that there was no need to disturb Yan Shenggong, so those who were originally preparing to report became cautious.

After all, at this time, Yan Shenggong was in a state of discomfort and some tedious little things would be fine if he didn't mention them.

However, Duke Wen Zheng slowly spoke at this time: "Sheng Gong, I learned that there is a letter here, which was sent by Mi Yi."

"Mi Yi?" Yan Shenggong seemed to have no impression, and his eyes turned, as if thinking about who this person was.

Seeing that Yan Shenggong looked uncertain but confused, Duke Wen Zheng reminded him: "The Lord had written a letter of recommendation for him not long ago."

Only then did Yan Shenggong get some impression and nodded slowly: "What's the matter when he was writing books?"

The tone was a bit stern, and it was really a big deal to report just for a small school.

Wen Zhenggong felt the displeasure in Yan Shenggong's tone, and quickly explained: "He reported something that made the students very interested. The student Chen Kaizhi recently educated the 300 soldiers of the Warriors' Camp. In the Great Chen, he had already taught the story of the great Chen, and all the scholars praised him. They all said that Chen Kaizhi deserves the name of the student, and education is the foundation of Qufu. The sage master of the Supreme Sage became a saint by educating three thousand disciples. Therefore, he passed on to dozens of generations. As for the Supreme Sage, he regarded education as the top priority. Now this Chen student has no distinction... It is really..."

"Who is Chen Kaizhi?" Yan Shenggong suddenly asked, his eyes full of confusion, his brows frowned slightly, as if he was trying to think hard.

It is obvious that a little student, Yan Shenggong didn’t take it too seriously.

Wen Zhenggong explained again: "Chen Kaizhi is the one who wrote the Three Character Classic."

"Oh, it turns out that it is him. There is no difference in teaching? It is good to have teaching without distinction, but martial artists are vulgar people after all. If there are so many children from aristocratic families in the world, why would he waste his time and use it on a group of martial artists? This is a completely different story, and he is looking for fish from a tree."

Yan Shenggong was quite disdainful and seemed to think that Chen Kaizhi was wasting his time.

Although when the sage and the master were here, they talked about teaching without distinction, but now, reading, especially reading the saints, has become a very noble thing. All these scholars are good families and many aristocratic families in the world, and they regard the Four Books and Five Classics as the standard. However, the great students have tried their best to teach a group of Qiu Ba’s reading, and Yan Shenggong is unwilling to promote it.

I even feel a little disgusted with this kind of behavior.

"It's just in Dachen, this matter has been rumored to be a good talk." Wen Zhenggong slowly reminded.

Only then did Yan Shenggong's face relax. He understood what Wen Zhenggong meant, so he narrowed his eyes and wrinkled his eyes: "So, what should I do?"

"It is better to encourage some of the things you want to learn. In this way, it can also inspire people to move forward. Even these vulgar people can be educated, and others should work harder."

This explanation is also very reasonable. Yan Shenggong seemed to be moved, and his eyes looked at the other people: "What do you think?"

A great scholar couldn't help but say: "Warrior camp? Warrior camp in Luoyang? It is said that these people have always been rampant and domineering in Luoyang. Can they educate them?"

"If so, it is exciting news, but I think it's better to investigate it clearly, this Warriors Camp..."

Obviously, this great scholar knew a little about the evil name of the Warriors camp.

Wen Zhenggong smiled and said, "It is said that these soldiers from the Warriors' Battalion are ready to take the county exam."

This sentence immediately shocked everyone, a group of Qiu Ba, and it sounded like they were all despicable people. Unexpectedly, they would take the county exam.

Wen Zhenggong then said seriously: "Learn after learning, it's better to encourage me."

Yan Shenggong nodded. He seemed to be anxious to end earlier, and then covered his face and yawned, and said, "Since that's the case, Duke Wen Zheng's mansion will issue an order for me to promulgate all the students in the world. What else can I do?"

Everyone was silent, and no one seemed to have anything to ask for.

Only then did Yan Shenggong seem satisfied and then grow up.

Then he turned around and walked away quickly with the boys.

When the people in the Xinglin saw that Yan Shenggong left, they stood up one after another and coughed, and the solemn atmosphere was gone. The great scholar who had spoken before seemed to want to speak in front of Yan Shenggong. After Yan Shenggong left, they hurriedly said to Wen Zhenggong: "Search, can you speak with a step?"

Duke Wen Zheng nodded to him, and the two walked towards the depths of the Xinglin, one in front and one behind.

The apricot forest is quiet. Looking at the pleasant scenery with autumn scenery, the great scholar looked worried and said, "I think there may be problems with this letter. I have learned that I have traveled in Luoyang and know that this warrior camp is a disaster and cannot be taught. Have you made a mistake?"

Wen Zhenggong said lightly: "It is precisely because it turns decay into magic that this impossible becomes possible that I specially ask the Lord to praise this student. Otherwise, why should I shake the Lord of Heaven for a mere trivial matter?"

The great scholar hurriedly said: "It is not the meaning of learning, it is the meaning of learning..."

"Okay." Wen Zhenggong said expressionlessly: "No need to worry too much, the Holy Lord has already issued an oral order, so we respect it."

"Oh." The great scholar had no choice but to nod, and he would say more.

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Although the little emperor was very spoiled, his teachings gradually improved.

At least the little emperor is willing to listen to the class.

But... it is better to say that it is listening to the class, but rather that His Majesty is willing to be quieter during Mi Yi's teaching.

This was a huge encouragement for Mi Yi. He recited his Analects of Confucius repeatedly every day. Even when he was depressed, he seemed to feel better as soon as he saw Chen Kaizhi. There was always a profound meaning in his eyes.

For more than ten days, Chen Kaizhi was accompanying Mi Yi here repeatedly and repeatedly like reciting scriptures. In fact, he was already very upset. Fortunately, after all, he had been studying for a long time and his mind was still able to get used to it, so he gradually adapted. However, many times, Chen Kaizhi couldn't help but start wandering, thinking about his own affairs in his heart.

"Cough cough..." Mi Yi finished reading an Analects of Confucius, and saw Chen Kaizhi's absent-minded attitude, and couldn't help but cough and say, "Ms. Chen Xiu, you are distracted."

Chen Kaizhi withdrew his mind and glanced at Mi Yi, but was speechless.

However, Mi Yi did not seem to continue pursuing, but smiled and said, "But today I want to congratulate Chen Xiu." As he said that, he ignored Chen Kaizhi and said to the little emperor: "I should congratulate Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the news came from the Yansheng Gong Mansion. They heard that Chen Xiu had actually educated the soldiers of the three hundred warrior camps. It can be said that he was a model of teaching without any distinction. Therefore, Yansheng Gong granted praise. Since Your Majesty ascended the throne, Chen Wenqi has become more and more prosperous. Isn't this a great joy?"

Of course, the three-year-old emperor could not understand these words. He was still lazy and looked too lazy to pay attention to Mi Yi.

But the little eunuchs next to him and several other Hanlin students who accompanied him to study were all surprised, and then... their eyes became a little complicated.

There is no distinction between teachings, and there is no distinction between praise...

Who doesn’t know here that the praise from Yansheng Gong’s Mansion was not only sent to Dachen, but to all countries in the world. At this moment, the Warriors Camp seemed to be becoming famous.

only……

The little eunuch's face was extremely difficult to see. He paused for a moment and gave a wink at another little eunuch outside. The little eunuch understood and hurried out of the hall quickly, as if he had reported to someone.

Mi Yi continued, "It's really not easy. In my opinion, even the Yanshenggong Mansion knows the achievements of Chen Xiu's education, Your Majesty should issue an order to show his love for talent. Of course, I dare not say anything, just mentioned it casually, and I would like to forgive you."

Chen Kaizhi sat in the corner, accepting various complex gazes at the same time. Obviously, none of these gazes were envious, but instead... a kind of pity that Chen Kaizhi had been suffering for several lifetimes.

Chen Kaizhi's expression remained unchanged. He was still very quiet. He only picked up the pen and was responsible for recording Mi Yi's words and deeds, as if these things had nothing to do with him.
Chapter completed!