The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1480 Zhurong Academy

At 5:30 in the morning, Fang Yun walked to the window of Zhang Jing'an's bedroom, heard the child's steady breathing, and led a horse to leave the Zhujiang Marquis' Mansion.

At 6 o'clock, Fang Yun once again came to the residence of Qingjiaotou on Xinming Street, called Lao Guo, who had worked with him for many days, to a deserted place, gave him ten silver notes of 100 taels and a document written by himself with "Zhang Longxiang, the Marquis of Zhujiang", and asked Lao Guo not to do this job in the future, use the money to treat his wife's illness, and then find an easier livelihood. If there is anything in the future, you can go to the Zhujiang Marquis' Mansion for help with this document.

After Fang Yun gave his instructions, he turned and left. Lao Guo was tearful, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed three times to Fang Yun's back.

Fang Yun never looked back.

Fang Yun did not give that Qingjiaotou a penny.

This is the blessing of Confucianism.

The next morning, Fang Yun took Zhang Jing'an to the best elementary school in Chu, Zhurong Academy.

The Chu people regarded Zhurong as their ancestor, so the King of Chu established Zhurong Academy hundreds of years ago. Originally, it only accepted children of the Chu royal family, but later expanded the source of students. Every year, the university scholars, great scholars or the families of dukes and marquises could recommend one person for admission.

All people in Chu were proud to be enlightened in Zhurong Academy.

Zhurong Academy only taught elementary education, but the worst teachers were also Juren. There were many Jinshi and even Hanlin who entered Zhurong Academy for short-term teaching for various reasons. The dean was at least Hanlin, and sometimes even a university scholar.

Juren was a teacher for children, which was a waste of talent in other places, but countless Juren fought for the quota of teachers in Zhurong Academy.

Being able to become the teacher of the best group of people in the future would bring you far more benefits than a mountain of gold.

The carriage left Jingzhou City and went forward for several miles to arrive at Zhurong Academy.

Fang Yun got off the carriage, and Zhang Jingan got off with him.

Looking around, the sky was blue and the ground was covered with endless white snow.

There is a tall archway in front of us, with the words "Zhurong Academy" written on it.

Behind the archway is an academy like a small city. The academy has no high walls, only a half-person-high fence, which can accommodate nearly 10,000 children.

Even though it is close to the New Year, it is still not deserted.

Hundreds of children are seen jogging around the academy in the morning, with bursts of white breath rising from the team. No matter what their status is, these children are only wearing blue cloth robes at this moment.

Fang Yun nodded gently. It is worthy of being the best academy in Chu. It is said that it is semi-militarized. Even the current King of Chu was beaten by the teacher in the past. The teacher who beat him with the board was not only not punished, but later even became a county magistrate. Now he has retired and returned to his hometown with children and grandchildren.

"Let's go!" Fang Yun stepped forward.

There was no one guarding the Zhurong Academy. Fang Yun walked to the door of the academy and immediately felt several divine thoughts appear in the sky. Someone was observing here with an official seal.

Hundreds of children ran around the fence and soon ran to a nearby place.

A few children were sharp-eyed and recognized Zhang Jing'an, and they talked while running.

"Isn't that a traitor... Ahem, isn't Zhang Jing'an, the son of a traitor? I saw him two years ago, he was quite pitiful."

"What a pitiful bull! His father and grandfather gave up the good position of Zhujiang Marquis, and insisted on being a traitor. Why didn't they kill all nine clans!"

"If he was really a traitor, his whole family would have been executed long ago. I think the rumors may not be true."

"Hehe, by the way, my brother came to see me yesterday and told me something about Zhang Jing'an. You must know it."

"What is it? Tell me quickly?"

"The Zhang family is completely finished. Zhang Jing'an actually went to work as a dung carrier!"

"It's too much to curse a child who is similar to us. The son of a dignified marquis is digging dung? If the King of Chu knew, he would be furious!"

"Really! You can not believe me, but you can't I don't believe the wife of the young Marquis of Pinghai Mansion! And it was Zhang Jing'an and his son who carried manure together! "

"Ah? The Hanlin with half of his hair white next to Zhang Jing'an, isn't he..."

"Hush... This man is so cruel that he killed Xiao Bajun with a sword. I heard that there are several Xiao Bajuns who want to find him unlucky! Hehe, our dean is Xiao Bajun from 20 years ago. Now there is a good show to watch!"

"Let's go, don't run today, go to the dean's building to eavesdrop, maybe there will be good news!"

"At most, I will get ten strokes of the board, let's go!"

Dozens of children immediately changed direction and ran secretly in the direction of Shoujingzhai. Most of the children could only watch. The children who dared to leave were from the first-class families of Chu State, and most people couldn't compare with them.

Zhang Jing'an couldn't hear it, and Fang Yun seemed to be unable to hear it either. He went deep into the academy, and didn't even ask anyone. He walked straight to somewhere as if he knew the way in advance.

After turning a few corners and passing a few corridors, Fang Yun saw a two-story building in front of him. The plaque above the main entrance read "Shou Jing Zhai".

Fang Yun didn't know where the dean of Zhurong Academy was, but when he entered the door, his strongest divine thought came from here.

The third realm of literary courage, mysterious and infinite.

Fang Yun stood outside Shou Jing Zhai and said loudly: "Zhang Longxiang, the Marquis of Zhujiang, is here. Why don't the people in the studio come to greet him?"

Zhang Jing'an didn't know whether to laugh or cry. No wonder he had heard that this father was domineering before. He had seen it in the Gou family and saw it again today. He was obviously here to ask for help, but he forced people to come out to greet him.

Dozens of children hiding not far away laughed and realized that there was something interesting to watch.

"I, Ma Zhilong, didn't know that Lord Zhang was coming. I didn't welcome him from afar. I hope Lord Zhang won't blame me." A white-haired old man walked out with a smile, wearing a washed-out Hanlin suit, and a striking green jade ring on the index finger of his left hand.

Fang Yun then bowed and said, "I am Zhang Longxiang, and I am honored to meet you, Mr. Ma. However, as your son, I have to come here as the Marquis of Zhujiang today. I hope you will forgive me."

The children in the distance were stunned. They thought that the two sides would clash if they disagreed, but they didn't expect that Zhang Longxiang, who seemed like a rough man, could move forward and backward freely.

Parents in the world are pitiful. They are a little tough for their children. Others can't say anything.

"Your Majesty, you are too kind. Are you recommending your son to study at Zhurong Academy?"

Ma Zhilong was tall and stood at the door, not inviting Fang Yun in.

Fang Yun seemed not to notice this little difference, and smiled and said, "Of course."

Ma Zhilong suddenly asked, "How many arts do you know, your Majesty?"

Zhang Jing'an was stunned. He didn't know why the president of the Hanlin Academy suddenly asked such a question. It was completely irrelevant.

"All six arts." Fang Yun said.

Ma Zhilong smiled and said, "There is a training ground in the academy. Do you dare to compete in the Six Arts of Archery?"

"Practicing archery in the snow on a sunny day does not ruin the good winter scenery." Fang Yun said with a carefree smile.

"Please!" Ma Zhilong said.

"Sir, please!" Fang Yun asked Ma Zhilong to go first.

Ma Zhilong walked in front, Fang Yun followed behind, and Zhang Jing'an followed Fang Yun, thinking with his head down.

After a long while, Zhang Jing'an suddenly realized that this Ma Zhilong was testing his father.

If Fang Yun lost, he would naturally leave in shame. If he was not good at learning, he would not ask for his child to enter school.

If Ma Zhilong lost, then he would have an excuse. It was not that he did not want to accept Zhang Jing'an, but that he had to let his child enter school because he lost to Zhang Longxiang.

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