Chongzhen Undergraduates

Zhu Youjian smiled slightly, turned his head to stare at Huang Zongyi and said: "Some people really regard teaching and educating people as the ideal of the Holy Spirit, while some people just use education to gain fame!"

Huang Zongyi opened his eyes, and he understood what Zhu Youjian said.

"Those who can teach and educate people still have real skills." Huang Zongyi retorted, unwilling to change his moral character of respecting teachers.

"Knowledge is endless! Excessive insistence on something can be said to be one's own knowledge, and it can also be understood as: bragging!"

The word "raise the bar" deeply stimulated Huang Zongyi, he did not expect Zhu Youjian to view Liu Zongzhou's knowledge in this way.

"Education is to let the world understand the truth, not to teach others what to do. If you think that education can play a supervisory role, you are wrong.

Only public opinion can play the role of supervision, but there is also a prerequisite for this, that is, let the people of the world understand the truth first.Otherwise, public opinion will only be used by others. "

Huang Zongyi was startled, he only recently thought about using education to play a supervisory role.

Of course Zhu Youjian knew the composition of Huang Zongyi's thoughts, but his thoughts were based on the imperial examination system.Just like Liu Zongzhou and the others' instigation this time, they are very backward.

Huang Zongyi was still too deeply influenced by the Donglin people, and he didn't even deviate from Donglin's usual methods.

Chapter 2 Sixty: Chapter Two Sixty: The Personality of Women

Perhaps it was God's favor, the spring of Chongzhen 19 years had a lot of rain.

The disasters that have been tossing for many years have been swept away, and it has entered a year of good weather since the beginning of the year.

The plum rain in the south of the Yangtze River comes early, but it is not violent. The light rain always stops for half a day, which does not cause damage to the crops, but also moisturizes the earth.

In the cloudy weather, Li Xiangjun in Nanjing City felt very lonely.It has been a whole year since I saw Hou Fangyu, and Li Xiangjun misses him a little.

Every night, she felt uncomfortable.The empty body was so lonely that Li Xiangjun's personality became more and more gloomy.

"Dong dong dong!" There was a series of knocks on the door. Li Xiangjun was a little annoyed when she heard the knocks on the door. She didn't want to see anyone at all now.

"Who are you?" A maid asked from outside, and Li Xiangjun lay on the couch, resting his head on his hands and lost in thought.

"I'm from the riverside, please see Miss Xiangjun." An old man's voice floated in, and Li Xiangjun showed a disgusted expression.She looked down on these old men smelling the fragrance and picking flowers the most.

"Our young lady is not here." The servant girl replied coldly.

Although it is said that Li Xiangjun is no longer in the flowers of the Qinhuai River, her name is still very resounding, and some local tyrants from other places often come here admiringly.

"Please tell Ms. Xiangjun that here is a letter from her." Li Xiangjun just didn't care about some crooked poems written by some fake gentle country people at that time, and this kind of thing happened before.

There was a sound of closing the door, Li Xiangjun only heard the servant girl's footsteps approaching you, and then asked: "Who is it?"

"A half-centenarian man with long eyebrows and mouse eyes is very ugly. He says he delivers letters, but he doesn't look like a daily postman." The servant girl replied casually, pressing a letter on Li Xiangjun's desk.

Now a new industry has emerged in Nanjing, called "postman".He specializes in delivering letters for others, and even delivers newspapers to people who have subscribed to newspapers.

Li Xiangjun lay down for a long time before getting up, and was about to write something when his eyes were stimulated by a few familiar words: "Xiangjun kisses you".

Suddenly, her heart felt like a needle pricking her. She was a little flustered, and she couldn't believe it, her heart was pounding.

Li Xiangjun opened the letter and looked at it, his face was pale.The handwriting on the letter is true, but the content of the letter is a little scary.

The next day, that ugly old man came again, and Li Xiangjun greeted him warmly, without any disgust at all, instead he was very pleasing to the eye.

"Mr. Huang has met my husband-in-law?"

Li Xiangjun's eager eyes made Huang Shu's mouth dry, and he almost forgot his own existence.

"Jing, we can see each other often." Huang Shu swallowed, he quickly picked up the tea bowl and drool, and covered it up.

"How is he now?" Li Xiangjun grabbed Huang Shu's hand excitedly, and a warm current spread across Huang Shu's arm in an instant.

"It's very good. It's not a small official position to work beside the governor."

Huang Shu felt a little jealous. Hou Fangyu himself was from Henan, and it was very convenient to do things in Henan. Now he has become a celebrity around Hong Chengchou.And Huang Shu got worse and worse as he got worse, and now he could only take the risk of being sent out as a spy.

"He, is he married?" Li Xiangjun struggled for a long time, and finally asked this sentence.

Li Xiangjun and Hou Fangyu have been together for several years, but they have not been recognized by Hou Xun.Li Xiangjun is now at best an outsider.

"It seems that there is a marriage in the family. I don't know much about these things."

This sentence made Li Xiangjun very nervous. She only felt that it was because Hou Fangyu left Nanjing that the current result was caused.In the final analysis, it was Zhu Youjian's fault. If Zhu Youjian hadn't been blind and didn't use Hou Fangyu, his man wouldn't have left Nanjing.

"When you came to Nanjing, did he say anything about it?"

"Master Hou said..."

"What does Mr. Xiang mean by asking me to do things for him?"

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Zhu Youjian often came to the palace this spring and began to stay here overnight.There are a lot fewer eunuchs and maids in the palace, and some places have been abandoned. Zhu Youjian has shrunk the territory of the harem, which seems a lot warmer.

Yang Jing and Chen Yuanyuan lived very close together, and they were decent.

Chen Yuanyuan was keen on socializing in Nanjing, but she didn't want to get too involved with Qin Huaihe and those people, after all, she was now a noble concubine.Chen Yuanyuan once wondered in her heart whether she could also ascend to the position of "Queen", but in the end she vetoed herself.

In this era when birth determines height, Chen Yuanyuan was born with no advantages, and she thought that being an imperial concubine was already the limit.Therefore, Chen Yuanyuan is more keen to exchange what they are good at with the few people on the Qinhuai River.

After all, she is an elegant art of playing, and she is superior in talent. If she doesn't rely on this to attract Zhu Youjian, what else can she rely on?

Yang Jing is like a completely different life. She hides deep in the palace and basically does not communicate with the outside world. The only contact with her is her junior sister Fang Yi.Yang Jing doesn't envy Chen Yuanyuan's extravagance, she is more willing to be by Zhu Youjian's side and be a quiet little woman.

"Senior sister, why don't you always like to wander around?" Fang Yi didn't understand her senior sister's personality change.In the past, Yang Jing was full of hatred and always full of fighting spirit.

"Were there not many homeless people in the past? The two of us were always ordered by Master to go to various places to show our faces, and we were all stared at."

"That's because you are beautiful, and the other teachers and sisters haven't had the chance to go there yet."

Evangelism is also a kind of marketing, and it needs some faces that are more acceptable to the public, such as beautiful, kind, and lovely.In contact with people, looks are indeed an advantage, and it can quickly make people feel good.

Yang Jing was tired of this way of relying on beauty to act, so she wanted to retire after her revenge.

"I don't want people to look at me greedily."

"You can't say it like this. Look at Concubine Chen Gui, who likes to socialize with people differently. She doesn't think there is anything wrong with it. Instead, she feels superior."

"I can't compare to her. She came out to face the dignitaries, but we are facing the general public."

"What's the difference?"

"The Emperor Chuangjun said: Going to the temple is called art, and staying in the folk is juggling! Rich people can hide their thoughts even more. They put on a kind mask to show others, at least it won't make you feel uncomfortable. Comfortable."

"Then you want to live like this forever?"