Yinhou of the Three Kingdoms

Only Dong Zhongshu could do such a stupid thing as dismissing a hundred schools of thought. This pure man of Confucianism simply regarded the school as his belief. The nation failed.

Ning Rong has experienced the era of knowledge explosion in the later generations. It doesn't matter if there are hundreds of schools of thought, or thousands of families. The departments of those colleges and universities have not gone hand in hand to integrate into the melting pot of society.

With a comfortable smile all the time, Zheng Xuan and the others listened to Ning Rong's idea, and finally realized the daring of the geek.

In this day and age, those who dare to criticize Confucianism like this have either merged into the silt and never made it to the top, or they have not yet been born!

"Chengming, Yanxin, this is what learning is like. If you were a teacher with a sect view, you would not be proficient in arithmetic, military strategy, Confucian classics and many other mysteries. The world is full of things, and the hands of Confucianism can't cover it. sky!"

Zheng Xuan was very touched, and taught to the two middle-aged people behind him.

"Yes, the disciple has been taught!"

Both of them saluted respectfully, showing dazzled emotions towards Zheng Xuan. "Alas! Today I know the purpose of reading after listening to Ning Xiaozi's words. It's a pity that the old man is already in his seventies, but he can't apply what he has learned. I'm afraid it will be the last time to come to Xudu. The old man is afraid of dying on the road, taking away the elite of China, and regretting his life

ah! " Zheng Xuan's words were bleak and tactful.

However, Ning Rong and Mr. Mingyue looked at each other with joyful smiles, "The old man is like a pillar on the Nanshan Mountain and a huge rock lifting the sea. , In this chaotic world, what can’t be broken can’t be built. If you don’t dislike it, why don’t you stay in the academy and teach the disciples of the academy?” Ning Rong said sincerely.

Zheng Xuan and others saluted.

Zheng Xuan was silent, but the few talented people behind him all looked at Cheng Ming and Yan Xin, it seemed that these two were Zheng Xuan's disciples.

"Of course, if you are interested in official careers and are overwhelmed, I would like to recommend you to the emperor!" Ning Rong continued to invite,

"Cough! Chengming, Yanxin, what do you two agree?"

Zheng Xuan coughed lightly, broke the silence, and asked instead.

"Teacher, my disciple is dull. I have been taught by my mentor for more than [-] years. I don't want to let my teacher down by doing nothing!" Cheng Ming said with a slightly ashamed expression.

"What about you?" Zheng Xuan nodded, and continued to ask without commenting. "The disciple is naturally free and easy, not as patient as the senior brother, and naturally not as outstanding as the senior brother, but he is only obsessed with arithmetic, and I was shocked to see those young people talking about the way of numbers, so I want to beg Mr. Mingyue and Mr. Ning Allowed, let the disciples study in Ningrong Academy!" Yan

Without squinting, his eyes are clear.

"Well! Wherever you go, follow your own heart, and you should think about it yourself. As for the old man..." Zheng Xuan said with a smile on Mr. Mingyue, "It seems that the old man wants to occupy the magpie's nest and be a Bad guest!"

"Hahaha... the old man is able to do this, and the academy is full of glory. Once again, the old man has to thank the old man for his kindness!" Mr. Mingyue said with a smile.

"Mr. Yanxin is too modest. You are all great talents. You should teach your students and leave your name in history. As for knowledge...can you communicate with each other while teaching!"

Ning Rong was ecstatic in his heart, he really liked this lovely old man in front of him.

Until now, Ning Rong thinks that Zheng Xuan is a genuinely good person, who spares no effort to guide and guide the younger ones, shoulders the troubles by himself, and everyone takes credit for the credits, if he met such a leader back then, why would he come here in a daze.

Ning Rong is well aware of the power of the school, although those aristocratic families now ignore the choice of Ning Rong Academy, but once the fundamental interests are touched, they will kill them without any mercy.

The struggle between schools has always been bloody. A generation of sages like Confucius killed Shaozhengmao, not to mention his disciples and grandchildren.

"Master Zheng, in order to show you the strength of the academy, I invite you all to move to the greenhouse in the back mountain, where you will see the perfect combination of knowledge and reality!"

Ning Rong made a single decision and decided to give everyone more shocks in order to strengthen their determination to teach in the academy.

"Hehe...the old man's curiosity has come up, let's go...to see the methods of strange talents..."

Zheng Xuan got up first, followed by the rest of the people, Ning Rong led the way, and the group slowly passed through the teaching building and came to the greenhouse in the back mountain.

Ning Rong smiled and signaled Pei Yuanshao to open the door.

The sunshine in July is warm, and the windows of the whole greenhouse are half covered. When you walk into the greenhouse, there are several students pollinating the flowers, and you will feel the coolness instantly.

Zheng Xuan and the others looked at the vibrant vegetables with surprise in their eyes, and many of them obviously shouldn't appear in summer, but... the fruit on that branch broke everyone's understanding. "Hehe... This is the ability of physics at Ning Rong College, and it is also the philosophy that the college has always implemented. Even if you can use knowledge to grow half of the crops, then this knowledge is good knowledge!" Ning Rong said with some pride and seriousness.

6Chapter 17 The Purpose of the Dagger

Reciprocity!

The friendship that Chinese people have paid attention to since ancient times is in these beloved things, which are constantly flowing and deepening each other.

Zheng Xuan is a lovely old man. In order to keep him, Ning Rong specially chose a courtyard in the family building area behind the college, which has a good wind and water, as the residence of these elite talents.

On the other hand, Zheng Xuan said that he will not be rewarded for nothing, and everything in Ningrong Academy is full of temptations for him. He has decided to give the rest of his life to this academy. As for this house... then it will be reciprocal Bar!

then……

Ning Rong's slightly drunken eyes were shining brightly, looking back at the quaint books in Zhou Cang's arms, he was screaming wildly in his heart.

This time... really made a lot of money, this is a book edited and annotated by Zheng Xuan and his disciples, in which is the essence of Chinese culture, which can be left as the most family heirloom.

However, what surprised Ning Rong was the exquisite wooden box, which was made of sandalwood at first glance, and one could know that this object was a royal item of the imperial palace without using it.

Nine dragons soared above the auspicious clouds, but Ning Rong was not easy to refuse. He only remembered that it was given to him by a dark-skinned young student. The drunken Ning Rong ordered Zhou Cang to accept it and gave him the "Journey to the West" he wrote. The other party has one copy, and the result is naturally a happy one.

Back in Ning Mansion, Ning Rong looked at the books on the table, and then turned around to look at his empty bookshelf, thinking in his heart, now he can finally have some high-quality books for appearance.

It's just... Looking at the wooden box, Ning Rong still felt a little weird. He remembered that he had never seen that student before. Thinking of this, he quickly found the wooden box from the pile of gifts, opened it, and was momentarily stunned.

dagger!It turned out to be another dagger!Ning Rong was taken aback.

The whole body is pitch-black, like pitch-black ink, giving people a thick and blunt feeling. Looking at the dagger blade, it turned out to be an incomplete sword without a sharp edge.

what happened?Ning Rong had a strange feeling, obviously this dagger gave him a precious feeling, but why is it a defective product?What does the other party mean?

He was about to grab the dagger, but Zhou Cang stepped forward to stop it.

"Master, no!"

A pitch-black light flashed across, and Zhou Cang let out an exclamation in fright.

"This dagger is extremely sharp, young master be careful!" Looking at Ning Rong's puzzled expression, Zhou Cang explained.

sharp?

Ning Rong didn't see it, but as long as it was for his own good suggestion, he happily accepted it.

Gently picked up the pitch-black dagger, shook hands with a cool feeling, and gently pointed the backhand at his desk.

laugh!

With a slight sound, Ning Rong stared at the dagger in his hand in astonishment. Before he could use any force, it had stabbed in!

"It's so sharp..."

I am secretly glad that I didn't grab it with my hands just now, otherwise my hands?

Looking at her white and tender hands, Ning Rong was also afraid for a while.

"It's weird, why did you give yourself such a magical weapon?" Ning Rong wondered.