On the second floor of a restaurant on Jingyang Avenue near Beihong District, a dozen young men and women sat around two tables.
"Have you heard that His Majesty said that he wants to open a school." A sixteen or seventeen-year-old but tall boy said while sitting at the table while drinking.
"That Ren Baqian is in charge!" Another boy said casually.
"snort!"
The one who made the sound was a young girl, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a beautiful appearance, who slapped the bowl on the table.
The others looked at her and laughed, but they didn't hold back much.
This girl's name is Yaozi, Liu Yueyao, she suffered a big loss during Fenghun last time, and was given a lot of words by that Ren Baqian, finally everyone had to stand up against her.
Afterwards, she also received ten lashes and a one-month confinement.
Originally, she thought that she would find a chance to avenge this revenge after she came out, but before she stayed at home for a few days, she heard a piece of news that made her stunned. The little boy who only knew how to talk was actually chosen by His Majesty as his future husband-in-law .
This made her unable to figure out what His Majesty liked about that kid.
His Majesty is not only the emperor, but also the seventh expert in the world. His beauty has fascinated countless people. But such a person actually chose that kid as his husband.
This made her almost smash everything in the room.
As time passed, her hatred for Ren Baqian not only didn't diminish at all, on the contrary, she hated him even more.
Every time she heard news about Ren Baqian, she felt unhappy for a while.
However, the others didn't have much scruples about her mood, and instead chatted about the matter of this school.
"What do you study at the school?" This is not something that one person wants to know. The school is still a new thing in Dayao.
"It should be the same as Daxia, it's calligraphy, arithmetic, military science, and legal science!" Someone said, with a firm voice.
"Maybe there is Confucianism." Someone laughed.
"It's really not sure." Someone said.
Confucian classics is the general term for several theories passed down a long time ago. It mainly teaches people to be kind, how to discipline themselves, and some thoughts on heaven and earth, society, people and people, and people and nature.
In Daxia, Yun, and Chen, they are all the main theories, but the ancient people have always disliked that set of rhetoric, let alone these official children.
In Dayao, fists are the last word.
Although there are laws, in most people's hearts, fists come first.
After discussing for a while, everyone put the matter aside. Apart from practicing martial arts, these young people read a few books at home at most, they just called friends to play outside, and occasionally talked about what happened in Lancheng.
For example, about the matter of this school, everyone just talked casually, and no one took it seriously.
It is impossible for them to enter any university.
Only those children from the clan who are not outstanding in talent will go, and everyone knows this.
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Ren Baqian was sitting in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, holding in his hand a list given to him by the empress just now, on which were the children who were sent by the court officials to enter the academy.
"Shi Gan, could it be the grandson of Mr. Dazhi?" Ren Baqian asked casually when he saw the first name.
"It's his youngest son." The empress said lightly.
"Pfft! Da Zhi is really old-hearted." Ren Baqian exclaimed. Dazhi is at least seventy or eighty years old, right? It says that Shi Gan is twelve years old, which means that Dazhi is still giving birth to a son at the age of sixty or seventy, which is remarkable.
Ren Baqian then looked down, and immediately saw a familiar name.
Tonglan, ten years old.
"Little girl, isn't she talented?" Ren Baqian was surprised, he was only ten years old, and he told himself every day why flowers are so popular, and why is this talent not good
"Tonglan's talent is not bad, at least better than her grandfather." said the Empress.
"Didn't it mean that they are all useless people with poor talent this time?" Ren Baqian pointed to the list and questioned.
"Tong Zhenye said that since he is young, if he goes in and stays for two years, he will be looking for playmates." The empress picked a grape and threw it into her mouth.
Ren Baqian was speechless, do you think this is a kindergarten
But think about it, I have suffered so much at the hands of that girl, and I have been beaten so much, this is a chance for revenge.
It is too late for a gentleman to take revenge.
As for the idea that the other party is a delicious luoli and let her go, Ren Baqian's mind was stifled before it rose.
It is not a gentleman not to report a grudge.
Non-toxic no husband.
These are the words of the ancestors, and they must not be forgotten.
"Hey." Ren Baqian grinned twice, causing the Empress to take another look at him, rolled her eyes, and probably guessed what Ren Baqian was thinking at this time.
But that girl Tonglan is very ghostly.
At that time, it is not sure who is tossing whom.
Ren Baqian read the names above, there were thirty-one people in total, which was about the same as he expected.
He alone can teach these disciples.
But after thinking about it, Ren Baqian said, "Can you recruit a few from the common people? Stay in the school as a teacher in the future."
After all, these are the children of the big bosses in the court, and they will probably be officials everywhere in the future.
You can't always point at yourself to teach, can you
"Alright!" The Empress nodded. "But have you chosen a name?"
"Lanxiang Academy!" Ren Baqian looked serious.
Seeing that the corners of the Empress's eyes began to twitch, Ren Baqian immediately changed his mouth: "I'm just kidding, it's actually New Oriental."
Seeing the murderous look in the Empress's eyes, Ren Baqian said again: "Actually, this is also a joke. It should be called Zizhu Academy. I saw a few purple bamboos in a small bamboo forest next to it a few days ago."
When the empress heard this name, she was more or less satisfied, and continued to eat her own grapes, ignoring Ren Baqian.
"The New Year is one month away, right? Are there any activities for the New Year? After that, the school will start to enroll again." Ren Baqian asked, he still doesn't know how Dayao will spend the New Year.
"Yes, grab the light!" the Empress explained. "In the past, it was in the same village or between two villages. Only young people under the age of 20 were allowed to participate. The winners were rewarded. If other people performed well, they would also be favored by the girls in the village. If you want to participate , I can license you to participate, and if you perform well, maybe I will reward you!" The Empress said here with a smile on her face.
"What rule?" Ren Baqian immediately lifted his spirits upon hearing this.
"Build a shelf first, and then hang the lights on it. The contestants are in groups of ten, and they can choose their own hands. The person who grabs the lights first wins." The empress also had a smile in her eyes.
"Shouldn't it be possible to do something to other people?" Ren Baqian laughed dryly after hearing this.
"Of course, this is the time to show your talents." The empress said as it should.
"Forget it then." Ren Baqian directly refused. I can't even beat a ten-year-old little Luoli, so going to participate is courting death.
"Don't you want to hear my reward?" The female emperor's tone was filled with rare tenderness, which made Ren Baqian's heart flutter.
But his head immediately shook like a rattle drum: "Manly man, if you say you won't participate, you won't participate."
The empress has said that, it must be a good thing, there is a big hole in front, and only fools jump into it.
"I can kiss you!" The empress suddenly spoke in a voice similar to that of a mosquito, just enough for Ren Baqian to hear her words clearly.
Hearing this, Ren Baqian suddenly looked up at the Empress, and saw that her face was blushing. This shy look made Ren Baqian feel as if there was a pile driver in her chest.
Ren Baqian put on a righteous and dignified face: "I feel that a person is mortal, either heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather. To die for His Majesty, even though you die, you will have no regrets."
Then he changed the subject, with a helpless expression on his face: "It's not that I don't want to grab the lamp. It's because I have a fear of heights since I was a child, and I can't climb high. Therefore, although I feel pain in my heart, I have to give up."
The empress almost shook her hand and threw a fruit plate on his head.