Qi Yuanxiu · Self-cultivation

"I didn't rebel!"

"Of course you have. Since ancient times, you should study when you study, and you should cultivate the land when you cultivate the land. Those who farm the land go to study, so who will farm the land? What do you eat and drink when no one farms the land? Since ancient times, society has been based on farming. For this reason, if literati control this society, the world will be in chaos, and you are still too naive."

"Then do you want to see the poor forever so ignorant and ignorant? Some people live their whole life and can't write their names. Is this the prosperous world you want? Everyone has his own way of life, and he is willing to farm the land Just go to farm, study if you want to study, is it necessary to deprive the right to education from the very beginning? Basic education is necessary, if you are afraid that the people are too smart, then such a country must be extremely pedantic, and it is bound to collapse !"

What Shan Xuechen said was really serious.

"Do you know, just relying on your words is enough to kill the nine clans?"

"Zhu Jiu Clan will kill Jiu Clan. I'm alone, and I'll be happy if I kill it," Shan Xuechen said suddenly, "I'm afraid Mr. Gao won't help you anymore, so let's forget it. Shan Xuechen cupped his hands angrily, "Farewell!"

"No delivery!"

Gao Bing returned to the ancestral hall, and then chatted with Ji Xiu.

"Taxes in Xinzhou have been raised again."

"Oh?"

"This is the paperwork."

Gao Bing took the document, which was written by Tan Lingyin himself, and skimmed through it in a hurry, with a serious expression on his face: "I didn't expect the little gouache to be so capable."

"Rouge powder is a thing for women, but not all women need it. Compared with firewood, rice, oil and salt, it is not a necessity. But the rouge powder on this continent is ultimately produced from that place."

That place, of course, is Xiawan, Xiawan is a romantic place, there are many brothels and churches, and there are more women, so there are naturally more rouge gouache. Rouge gouache has been a specialty of that place since ancient times. The Internet is monopolized by that place.

"The materials used to make gouache are basically fresh flowers and ice musk deer. I haven't heard that the prices of these two things have increased," Ji Xiudao said. "I'm afraid it's an artificial price increase. If it is an artificial price increase, who has such a big right?"

Only those in power, those in power who serve the bowl, and the head of the teaching workshop——Wu.

"What the hell does he want to do?"

"I don't know. Wu has always been moody and has a very weird temper. He has never dealt with people in a place like bowling."

The place in Xiawan has the largest Jiaofang Division in the whole mainland. Jiaofang Division originally belonged to the Rites Department, the first of the six departments, and it is specialized in playing music during celebrations or welcoming distinguished guests.It has many musicians and a variety of musical instruments handed down from generation to generation, which is magnificent.I don't want to support a group of people among them, but it is very important to rituals and music.The Jiaofang Division is the place where the wives and daughters of officials are distributed after they ransack their homes. Official prostitutes and wild prostitutes stand side by side. In the literary circle where beauty and skills please money and power, behind the stunning looks and outstanding talents of official prostitutes are more of the lower class. The tragic fate and misery of human beings.

"I remember there was a Marquis at the next bowl."

Gao Bing suddenly frowned at Ji Xiu's understatement.

Xiahou's house!

"The old Houye has a good personal relationship with the old King Jin. When my grandfather was alive, the old Houye often visited, so I also remember, but the old Houye went early, and the one who took the title was Xiahou Yiqing. Yes, it’s far away from us, five years ago my grandfather passed away, Xiahou Yiqing only sent some gift money here, and never showed his face, I didn’t see him come when I took the throne, and then disappeared.”

"Thinking about it now, I'm afraid something happened here."

The bowl now is all under the direction of the director of Jiaofang.

"The head of the Jiaofang should not be a simple character. With his own strength, he can maintain Xiawan City on the palm of his hand."

Gao Bing said: "Then what are you going to do next?"

"What did he say?" Ji Xiu said something very confusing.

"……what?"

"I asked you what he said?" Ji Xiu repeated with a sullen face.

Ji Xiu's thinking was jumping, and Gao Bing finally understood what he meant. That he was the upright and awe-inspiring son of Shan Xuechen who had just passed through Yu Qian's upper body. Just when Uncle Zhong informed Shan Xuechen of his visit, Gao Bing went out , came back to continue talking, and then Ji Xiu turned the problem to the unexpected guest without blushing.

Let's talk about it, how did it come to him?

"What did he say?"

"Why did you ask him so well?"

"None of your business!" Ji Xiu said expressionlessly.

"Hehe," Gao Bing smiled, "He wants to start a school."

"Seal the letter to Tan Lingyin, lower the tariff, and write it yourself."

Ji Xiu's thinking is really leaping.

The topic returned to business again, as if it was just an intermittent movement just now.

Oh shit!Gao Bing couldn't help cursing in his heart, this King of Hades changed his face too quickly, the scene just now seemed to be just his own illusion, he clearly cared about Shan Xuechen but pretended it didn't happen so deliberately, he couldn't expose that thin-skinned, I had no choice but to go down the donkey: "That's natural."

"You find a way to get a few paintings from Shan Xuechen, and when you get them, go directly to Land Temple to find Ran Xiaohan, and ask him to send them to Wang Jian in Yingtai."

"Yes."

Earth Shrine

The corpse finally woke up, Ran Xiaohan glanced at that person, that person was very weak.Ran Xiaohan tied a veil on his face, leaving only a pair of eagle-like eyes, and said: "There is water and steamed buns on the table, you can eat them yourself, and don't try to escape from here, you can't get out of the bamboo forest outside." out."

After speaking, he jumped up and disappeared in front of his eyes.

Yang Yannian's body hurt like hell, and his muscles were also very stiff.

Where is this?

He got up and looked at the surrounding environment, it was a very simple thatched cottage.

He just remembered that Mr. Su Hongsu invited him to the Ningxiang Pavilion, but Mr. Su said that he couldn't come because of something, and let him enjoy the spring night alone. He drank with a group of sisters, and passed out after drinking.

It's here when you wake up.

He felt as if he had been dizzy for a long time, and his head was still a little uncomfortable, as if he had come back to life. He poked his head out and looked at this simple hut.

It's really broken, and it's not as big as my own home in the countryside.It was so deserted, except for a large row of shops, a few tables, a few benches, and no flowers or plants to please the eyes.

He began to miss the cows and white clouds in the countryside.

Uncle Ma Chrome, I think it's better for me to go to the countryside to catch ducks.

"That man is awake," Ran Xiaohan said to Gao Bing who came in front of the Earth Temple.

"Oh, I will notify your master," Gao Bing handed him several scrolls of paintings that were "equally exchanged" from Shan Xuechen, "This is what the prince ordered me to give to you."

Ran Xiaohan accepted the painting with a clear face.

Gao Fox laughed and said, "You guys are quite mysterious. You really deserve to be cultivated by Ji Xiu. This cold appearance is exactly the same as that cold-faced King of Hades."

Ran Xiaohan didn't say anything, he jumped and disappeared into the air.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Do you say no clothes?In the same robe as the son.Wang Yuxing taught me to repair my spear.Enmity with son...

Shan Xuechen's school opened in Prince Consort Lane in the west of the city.

This good-looking young man painted the outer wall of Jujia Zhizi's original small hut in white, which is particularly eye-catching in the yellowish yellow. There is a sign at the door with four words: Boya Wenxuan

Gao Bing pushed open the door, and Shan Xuechen in the yard had a bitter look on his face.

"No students?"

Shan Xuechen ignored him, and the paper, ink, brush and inkstone beside him had not been put away yet.

"Regular families hire regular teachers for their children. Children from poor families are born to help the family. How can they study in free time?"

Gao Bing opened the book next to him, which was "Thousand Character Essay", casually flipped through a few pages, and said, "Mr. Shan, I advise you to calm down. The outside world is not comparable to your Shan family in Jinzhou. You are alone. Wang Jian I can't cover you, when the time subsides, you should leave here, even though you are the grandson of the old King Jin, this place is not suitable for you."

Gao Bing and Shan Xuechen made a deal, and Shan Xuechen exchanged calligraphy and painting for Gao Bing's sponsorship.

Shan Xuechen didn't speak.

"Your good friend Yu Guanli will arrive in Jinyang soon, and he will take you out of this place when the time comes. You can find a place to stay and don't come back."

"Ah?" The wind was too loud just now, and Shan Xuechen didn't hear clearly.

"I said, Yu Guanli should be almost here," Mr. Gao squinted at Shan Xuechen. He designed Yu Guanli two months ago, put medicine in his water, and slept for so long. His Excellency should also After waking up, he wrote a letter to Prince Yu a few days ago, telling him that Xiaobai was in Jinyang.If it wasn't for him, Yu Guanli might have taken Shan Xuechen away two months ago, not to mention that everyone came to Jinyang together later, and so many things happened.

Shan Xuechen bit his lower lip tightly.

The wheel of time drives all this, and then forms everything, everyone has a fixed script, only oneself is like a rash accident.

Accident, surprise.

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