Heart Survey

Chapter 398 The Reader

When I came to Qingya Linzi Courtyard, it was much emptier than usual.

The academy students have a bath every five days, and today is the time to take a bath.

But not clean either.

Jiang Wang was still outside the hospital when he heard the distressed voice of the old dean: "Withdraw, how can you withdraw?"

Then there was Xu Xianggan's righteous voice: "This is the bundle of repairs that you deserve in the later life, but it's just a little bit earlier, why can't you take it?"

Beam repairers, dried meat also.Generally used to refer to the remuneration of the teacher.

The old dean's voice trembled, probably out of anger: "It's unreasonable! You have been withdrawing money for 30 years!"

"Do you doubt my loyalty to the academy? Don't I want to stay in the academy for the rest of my life? Or, do you think I won't live 30 years later? You curse me—such a good young man in his prime?"

"As you go, Hugh has to mess with me!"

"Oh, dean, your attitude is really insulting to Sven."

"What is Sven?"

"Sven is... around me? You can tell me whether to give it or not!"

Jiang Wang hesitated for a while, but went in anyway.

I was hearing the old dean asking, "Have you seen that door over there? What's the system?"

Xu Xiangqian tugged at his sleeve and didn't let go: "Dean, are you dim-witted? That's a wall."

"Isn't that what it is?" The old dean sneered and threw off Xu Xianggan with a flick of his hand: "No way!"

"Wow, you!" Xu Xianggan pointed at his back and said, "When I write a poem to criticize you and make your reputation discredited, don't tell me I didn't say anything!"

Writing criticism is a fairly mainstream way among literati.Not limited to poetry and songs of various styles.

Generally speaking, it is more serious and often needs to be treated with caution.

For example, Moya, a great scholar in Qingya, said: "Fighting to death, lingering rich and long, donating your body to the country without a famous general."

Almost pinning Jinghai on the pillar of shame is not a good reputation for Qi itself - so few people in Qi have recited it.

But for Xu Xiangqian and other literati threats, the old dean just responded with a cold snort and ignored it, completely indifferent.

"Aah!"

Xu Xianggan's forehead tensed with anger, feeling that his talent was greatly contempt.

Turning to see Jiang Wang, his eyes lit up.

Today Jiang Wang wore a pure white t-shirt.His appearance is inherently elegant, and his complexion is very good, which is very white.This tucked-up shirt, often worn by scribes, was unexpectedly appropriate.

"Brother Jiang's body today can be called the double arrogance of driving the horse mountain with me!"

Chasing Horse Mountain was the cemetery he chose for Xu Fang...

Jiang Wang didn't want to be called Chasing Ma Shan together with Gao Forehead, so he said, "When are we going?"

Speaking of which, Xu Xianggan went out to collect the burial and Xu Fang, perhaps mixed with Qingya Academy's consideration, but mainly helped Jiang Wang solve this knot.This is only not stated clearly, both sides are in their hearts.

"You can leave when the coffin is ready on Baishi Street."

Xu Xianggan said casually, and then asked a little indignantly: "Why is it so difficult to advance support and repair? Brother Jiang, tell me, does President Liu look down on me?"

Jiang Wang declined to comment.

These prominent currents of Taoism, Confucianism and Buddhism are not the same as ordinary sects.Not all of the disciples threw themselves into the practice, and a large number of them devote themselves to the study of the sutras, bury their heads in the sutras, and do not think of the extraordinary in their cultivation.Of course, there are really those who can read the classics, and there are also examples of one step to the sky.

Although Old Dean Liu seems to be just an ordinary dean of another school, who knows if there is any intricate relationship in the main courtyard of Qingya Academy.

And he actually respects this so-called "old-fashioned".

But then again, Xu Xianggan wanted to pre-support the repair, obviously to collect Xu Fang's bones.Jiang Wang couldn't give the money, and Chong Xuansheng wouldn't even come forward.

This kind of thing, he can't find someone else to rub.Otherwise, with the unrestrained spirit of the scholar Lao Xu in the past, there is not much need to consider money.

He only holds an ordinary teaching position in the other courtyard, and there are not many repairs.

As an extraordinary powerhouse, Qingya Academy will not lack his daily expenses, but he spends a lot of money in the four famous academies all year round.

No matter how well-known the Qingya Academy is, it cannot be the same as those big families who support their sons.Therefore, Xu Xianggan often rubbed his friends with friends when he didn't join hands. That's how the reputation of "not pulling a single buck" came out.

"Cough." Jiang Wang thought for a while: "The money thing..."

"You don't have to worry about this." Xu Xianggan waved his hand: "I'll settle it easily."

If Jiang Wang really wanted to pay for Xu Fang's funeral, it would be meaningless for Xu Xianggan to come forward.

Jiang Wang didn't say much, after all, for the extraordinary powerhouse, this level of money would not be too embarrassing.

Before leaving the academy, Xu Xianggan thought for a while, but still felt that he couldn't hold his breath, so he ran back to the academy and brought an inkstone over.

Standing in front of the courtyard wall, he began to meditate without moving.

Jiang Wang didn't know what he was thinking, and he was not good at expressing his position, so he could only watch it dryly.

After a long time, Xu Xianggan's eyes flickered, and he pressed the inkstone with one hand, and the ink of the appropriate thickness has been ground.

Then he pulled his hand out to draw out the ink, using his finger as a pen, and writing hard on the courtyard wall of Qingya Bieyuan!
The title is: Title Qingya Other Courtyard.

Poetry:

Nigu does not transform into a dean.

The smoky atmosphere is in a different courtyard.

Did you eat this meal?
How can a phoenix live in a grass nest!
After writing, contented, he looked at Jiang Wang and said, "How?"

At this moment, still bearing his favor, Jiang Wang said: "The ink is well polished! The poems are written neatly!"

Well, it's all seven-character sentences, neat and pleasing to the eye.

Xu Xianggan was very satisfied, and threw the inkstone into the flowers in the corner: "Let's go!"

Jiang Wang followed and ran.

……

far away from the academy.

Xu Xianggan suddenly sighed again: "Alas."

"What's the matter, Brother Xu?" Jiang Wang was really cheering today.Because Xu Xiangqian helped him come forward to collect Xu Fang, he was helping him.

Xu Xianggan sighed: "Dean Liu is a bit stubborn, but he's not bad. I wrote a quatrain today and sing it all over the world, wouldn't it ruin his reputation? Or... I'd better go back and wipe it. !"

Jiang Wang pondered for a while, then replied cautiously: "I don't think it is necessary..."

"Of course, I'm not saying that your poems don't have that influence, and I'm not saying that your poems are not well written. I also lack the ability to appreciate poetry. I mean..."

"A scholar who is clear is self-purifying, and he is not afraid of shadows. The character of Dean Liu cannot be determined by one or two poems."

Jiang Wang thought and added: "Besides, he should have seen your poem at this time. Whether to keep it or not is left to the old dean to decide. Let's go back at this time, in case we collide..."

I don't know what persuaded Xu Xianggan.

In short, after all, I finally dispelled his urge to go back and hit the tip of the knife now.

The two went straight to the next target - Lao Zhang's coffin shop in Xiaolianqiao.

(End of this chapter)