Of course, it is not enough to have ancestry alone without Mr.
Xue Tingxiang personally went to the door to invite two scholars, He and Qiao. In addition to the monthly salary not lower than that offered by other colleges every year, any gentleman who can enter the clan to teach can get his own guidance.
This alone is enough to attract many poor talents to come, and a Jie Yuan's guidance can't be bought with money.
On the day of the unveiling of the patriarchal plaque, the magistrate of Xu attended the scene in person, and even people from the Qingyuan Academy also came.
The scene is extremely grand, and ordinary villagers have never seen such a battle. Not to mention those well-dressed scholars, the honor guard of the county magistrate alone is enough for them to see.
Today is a major event for the family. Naturally, there is no need to pay attention to courtesy and filial piety. Xue Tingxiang was also present in person, but his clothes were very simple.
In the midst of the sound of firecrackers, the magistrate Xu and Xue Tingxiang together took off the piece of red silk hanging on the plaque.
The big characters of 'Yuqing Sociology' are revealed. Although they are not glittering, they are simple and solemn.
The reason why it is not called Xue Clan Study, but Yu Qing Social Study, is because Xue Tingxiang and Xue Patriarch came together to discuss. In the end, the establishment of this village school is based on benefiting the village. Neither of them are simple people who only do things and do not show their names. They call clanology only for the Xue clan, but if it is social science, it will expand the influence of the Xue clan in the local area.
As long as this social science is controlled by the Xue family for a day, it is impossible for others to look down on the Xue family.
Especially now that Yuqing's social studies are in full swing, the founder is Juren, the teacher is a scholar, the county magistrate is there in person, and even the prestigious Qingyuan Academy in the county has so many people.
Even the illiterate people knew what this meant. The Xue clan had finally turned over, just like the first clan in Huyang Township.
This plaque unveiling ceremony not only sufficed the Xue family's face, but also allowed Xu county magistrate to show his official prestige. Presumably in the future, there will be more comments on the folk comments about the people under the care of the county magistrate.
After the excitement dissipated, everything returned to calm, but Yuqing Village was different after all.
While cultivating social studies, Patriarch Xue called on the villagers to work together to build the road from the clan to the entrance of the village, and the soil was compacted. Now this road is spacious and flat, just like the rugged dirt roads in other villages. generally.
Every morning, there are children who go to school or a few companions, or are led by adults, walking on this road.
From a distance, it is a very beautiful picture.
Afterwards, the sound of reading will be heard loudly. From Disciple Guidance to Sanzijing, there will be a scene of prosperity.
In his spare time, Xue Tingxiang would also visit the social school. These elementary school children did not know him. Seeing his young face and ordinary clothes, they thought he was a student who wanted to study because of his fame.
Nowadays, there are many people who want to study in Yuqing Social Studies, but because of the limited space, they can only be turned away. Every few days, someone will come to the door in person, and these school children are used to it.
At the same time, I couldn't help but study hard, for fear that my studies would be dragged down and my husband would let his family take him home.
This is Xue Juren's righteous deed, and the elders in the family told them so. If it weren't for Xue Juren, they would definitely not have books to read. They could only graze cattle and mow hogweed at home, and wander between the mountains and fields every day. How can I sit in a lecture hall with bright windows and clean windows like now, read wisely, and get a lunch to subsidize in social studies every day.
Xue Juren is a good man. You should repay him well when you read it in the future.
So how could these elementary school children imagine that this very young boy in front of them was the tall and dignified Xue Juren in their minds.
It was time for a break, and the schoolchildren finally had a break, and they were all playing in front of the lecture hall.
A group of children with an average age of seven or eight could not help but talk about Xue Juren while they were talking. Some people guess that he must be very old, and he must not be young if he can be called a master; some people guess that Xue Juren must have two horns on his head. After talking, I acted, and it was also so that everyone could understand what they meant.
I saw a little boy half hunched over, pretending to be stroking his beard in his hands, and coughing twice: "You all have to study hard, and don't live up to the expectations of this old man."
The people next to him all laughed, and frantically told him that Xue Juren must not be like this, but more people said that Xue Juren must be like this.
At this time, three people came out from the side room, it was He Xiucai and Xue Tingxiang, and behind them was a young man with slightly pale temples.
Xue Tingxiang walked ahead with a somewhat embarrassed face, while He Xiucai stayed by the side.
Without He Xiucai speaking, these schoolchildren were so frightened that they hurriedly silenced, and all of them stood there with their heads slumped.
Seeing this, He Xiucai couldn't say anything condemning, but said, "Don't make fun of Xue Juren in the future, go back to the lecture hall."
"Yes, sir."
Bowing respectfully, the group of furry children glanced at Xue Tingxiang curiously and then dispersed.
"Senior, don't take offense. These children are used to wildness. After a while of teaching, they will understand the rules." He Xiucai respectfully said to Xue Tingxiang, and there was an explanation in his words. It was a little more serious, but the love for these school children was a lot.
"It's okay."
Xue Tingxiang stood up and said to He Xiucai: "Just now, you need to remember what I told you, the most important thing in the eight-legged essay is to break the question. You do the two questions that I wrote with you, and it will take a few days. Bring it with me."
"Thank you for your advice, senior."
Xue Tingxiang nodded, stopped He Xiucai from sending him again, and went around the back door to leave. The young man who was standing some distance away from them hesitated for a moment, then followed.
Watching Xue Tingxiang leave slowly, He Xiucai sighed for a while. Who would have thought that a person who was just a literate teenager would reach such a level
Even he and Qiao Xiucai never imagined that the young man who needed the two of them to decide his fate at Hitachi would now have to be called his predecessors.
The imperial examination was difficult, as difficult as reaching the sky, but once it was over, the whole life's fortunes would be turned upside down.
He Xiucai didn't think much about it. The reason why he came to Yuqing Society to study and sit in the hall that day was mainly for Xue Juren. Now teaching here, Xue Juren would come and give pointers to the two of them from time to time. There were many things that he didn’t understand before or always felt covered in layers. After Xue Juren’s guidance, he would suddenly have a feeling like this.
This kind of feeling is too rare, he didn't waste it, but hurried back to the fasting house, took out the two questions that Xue Tingxiang had just left behind and did it.
Xue Tingxiang came out of the back door and stopped.
He looked back at the young man who came hesitantly. Said to be a young man, in fact, he was one year older than Xue Tingxiang, but he gave birth to a young boy, and he became much older out of thin air.
Xue Tingxiang gave Xue Juncai a complicated look before asking, "What do you think of this place?"
Xue Juncai didn't speak, just looked at him suspiciously.
"Although you are filial piety, you don't necessarily stay at home. We don't pay much attention to it in the countryside. You don't have a reputation, so you don't need to worry too much."
Xue Juncai pursed his lips, lowered his head and said, "I am the great-grandson, and I should keep my grandfather for three years."
Xue Tingxiang sighed secretly: "No one told you not to keep your filial piety, I just don't think you need to be so wasteful. Now that you need a teacher in social science, you feel that you are not famous enough to be a teacher, you can teach those first-time students first. This way. Once you can review the old and learn new things, you can also subsidize the family one or two, and the aunt is very worried about you."
Xue Juncai shook his lower lip and did not speak.
"You don't have to think that it's me giving you alms, it's my cousin's decision. If you want, go tell my cousin. Well, I have to go back. Now Hong'er is very naughty, I'm afraid Zhao'er won't be able to see it alone. Stop him." Xue Tingxiang laughed and turned to leave.
After walking a few steps, a voice came from behind: "I'm sorry."
He paused in his footsteps and didn't look back: "You have nothing to be sorry for me."
"I said this for my father and my mother, sorry." Xue Juncai looked at the back and said solemnly.
Xue Tingxiang still didn't look back, but raised his hand: "I accept this sentence and go first." As he spoke, his back gradually moved away and disappeared from Xue Juncai's sight.
Xue Jun took a long time to look back, stood there for a while, and suddenly turned to a place.
There is the location of Patriarch Xue's house.
The next day, a gentleman suddenly appeared in Yuqing's social studies.
This gentleman has a young face, but his age is hard to tell, making it impossible to tell how old he is. However, this gentleman's knowledge is not bad, and the schoolchildren are also generous and patient. Compared with Mr. He, who is always serious and rigid, and Mr. Qiao, who has less appearance, he is much more popular with the schoolchildren.
This gentleman, whose surname is Xue, is said to be Xue Juren's cousin.
Many ignorant school children asked Mr. Xue what Xue Juren was like. Then a young talent, the dragon and the phoenix among the outstanding people appeared in front of everyone.
It's a pity that they are still young, and they don't quite understand the descriptions of adults. It is enough to know that Xue Juren is very powerful. What attracted them even more was that since Mr. Xue was Xue Juren's cousin, was Xue Juren an old man
It's a pity that no one can answer them. Even if he asked Mr. Xue, he laughed and said nothing.
Time passed by day by day, Hong'er had been more than eight months in a blink of an eye, and Xue Tingxiang had also arrived at the time of filial piety.
Observing filial piety for the grandfather is not just one year for the grandson.
On that day, Zhao'er and Xue Tingxiang deliberately cleaned up the house inside and out. After that, he went to the grave and put the grave for Mr. Xue, but naturally he didn't pull down the second room and the couple.
In fact, there is not much difference between Xue Tingxiang and Zhao'er, the only inconvenience is that some places cannot be visited.
But where can they go now? Not to mention that Xue Tingxiang was studying at home in preparation for the test in the future. There is an energetic furry child, such as Zhao'er, who is exhausted every day, and naturally doesn't want to go anywhere.
Li Datian came back on time, on the third day of Xue Tao'er's filial piety.
An auspicious day was chosen, and the Li family came to hire him.
The wedding date is set for the eighth day of October. It's not that the family is anxious, but that the two children can't wait any longer, and they are not too young.
On that day, Zhao'er stayed at Xue's house to get married, while Xue Tingxiang went to Li's house to help usher in the marriage.
In the festive festivities of beating gongs and drums, Xue Tao'er, who was covered in red wedding dresses, also got married.
On the day when the three dynasties returned home, the young couple both came to Xue's house. Just by looking at Xue Tao'er's rosy complexion and shy and timid appearance, they knew that she had a good life in Li's house.
It's New Year's Eve again, and the atmosphere of this New Year's Eve dinner is much better than last year.
The Zhao family has been forgotten, Xue Juncai has now entered the social studies, and the Yang family, who has finally felt relieved, has less brows and more smiles. Not to mention the third and fourth rooms. Now the business of Wangji Caixing has been achieved in several nearby counties, which is a good momentum.
While earning more and more money, Xue Qingbai and Xue Qinghuai were naturally very busy. But this busyness is joyful.
This year is also much more lively than last year. There were countless people who came to pay New Year's greetings to Xue Tingxiang. They were busy until after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, when they calmed down a little.
I thought I could finally take a break, but who ever thought that a letter came from the capital.
It's Mao Badou's letter.
Mao Badou is about to get married, so Xue Tingxiang and Li Datian must be present.