General Constitution of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 158
Jinling Chengguo Gongfu.

Since Ning Jue returned to Jinling, he has been writing something in the small courtyard where he lives.

Zhu Xizhong walked into the small courtyard in a daze.

"My virtuous brother, Xu Pengju said that tonight there will be a banquet in the Qingyan Building... What are you writing about?"

Ning Jue bowed his head and said in silence, "I don't have any money in my pocket, I'd better write something at home to pass the time."

Zhu Xizhong looked at the silver ingot on the desk suspiciously.

"Isn't there 50 taels?"

"Different."

"It's all silver, what's the difference?"

"It's hard-earned money."
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The original site of Xinquan Academy is the Ding Garden next to Nanjing TV Station in later generations.

This place was originally the private school of Liyang Jinshen Shiji's family. Later, it was given to Zhan's family to give lectures, and Shiji also worshiped under Zhan's family.

Several emerald pine trees in the academy were full of greenery, Lu Huai sat at the stone table under the tree, his face was cloudy and uncertain.

And behind Lu Huai is a strange stone.

The courtyard exam and the autumn exam are approaching. From the previous year to this time, a group of Confucian scholars have already led their disciples to speculate on this year's exam questions.

This year has become an exception, no one in the academy has the mind to ponder this year's exam questions.

"Ru De, I'm afraid the matter of Li Tian will not be stopped."

It was He Qian, the left servant of the Nanjing Ministry of Criminal Justice who spoke.

Ever since Zou Wang turned his back on the water, this Jiangnan merchant started a wave of revenge-like repudiation.

There were also quite a few who didn't even care about 21 and [-], and went straight to Zou Wang after paying the debt.

Zou Wang was originally a leader in merchants, after such a lot of troubles, he seemed to be the best merchant in the world.

"Can't stop it? Who said it can't be stopped?"

Lu Huai walked towards the academy in the distance, and the sound of reading aloud came to his ears. After sizing it up, Lu Huai turned back.

"Students from Xishan, haven't arrived at the southern capital yet?"

"The acres of Qingli fields are meant to be divided into acres. Once the Taihu Lake floods, all the students in Xishan will be left in Xishan to serve in the army."

Lu Huai couldn't help snorting when he heard this.

"Since the Song Dynasty, there has been no news of Confucian scholars serving in the military. This time, the court is really going against the grain!"

He Qian shook his head and said: "All the living beings in Xishan have paid for their labor, and they should have been delayed by the flood."

It's just that He Qian didn't notice that Lu Huai, who was not far away, had changed his expression.

"Jiyang, I think... the flood in Taihu Lake is still short of manpower after all, right?"

"There shouldn't be a shortage. Xishan's rich county has plenty of people. There shouldn't be any need for students to charge forward. Xishan students will be able to arrive after a while."

Hearing this, Lu Huai breathed a sigh of relief with a strange expression.

"That's good. This stall is divided into mu. It's just a thought that the gentry will be exempted. I think the Xishan County Lord directly forced the gentry to work as an errand. This is merciless, and the students have nothing to do with it." If he falls into the water because of this, wouldn't my Ming Dynasty lose another pillar?"

"Yes..." He Qian's voice stopped abruptly, and he looked at Lu Huai.

Lu Huai glanced at the book hall not far away.

"Jiyang, I didn't say anything. Let's go and teach the students their homework. The college exam is approaching after all. I hope that all the students in Xishan will not suffer a lot if they take the exam."

"Praise be to all beings! It is the heart that calls benevolence, conscience, and the principles of heaven."

The recitation by the students seems to announce to the whole Ming Dynasty that the world is fine and everyone is safe.

On the shore of Taihu Lake.

Hundreds of sun-tanned trackers are walking towards the lake weir with bags of sandbags on their backs.

Fortunately, Zou Wang and these people gave food relief.

This time, the flood was rescued very smoothly. They could eat three meals a day and one meal of meat every two days.

This gave Zou Wang the title of "Great Kind Man".

Only the students in the shed not far away, who were supposed to go to Jinling to prepare for the government examination, saw the scene in front of them, but they all gritted their teeth.

"We are all saint disciples, what's the point of staring at this group of laborers?"

Another scholar held a Japanese fan and couldn't stop fanning the wind.

"It's extremely stenchy, a place of pickling, it's a disgrace to the gentlemen! County Lord Qin, don't you want to go to the court?"

Qin Qiliang sat in the shed with a gloomy face.

"This is what the imperial court said. In the future, scholars will go to the army. I have no choice. Isn't it even me?"

"Let them make trouble if they want...it can't be stopped, the last few weirs are broken."

The scholars wanted to complain again, but they closed their mouths when they noticed Qin Qiliang's face was ugly.

The sun is setting and the sky is getting late.

Only then did Qin Qiliang get up, and told the scholars beside him, "Even if the weir is blocked today, please go and check it in batches, and we will move to another place tomorrow."

All the living beings sang in unison, and immediately followed Qin Qiliang and walked towards the lake.

Just when Qin Qiliang led people to check on the weir mouth.

Just before the sun completely set, Qin Qiliang suddenly heard an exclamation from the embankment.

Then there was a "plop".

"County Master! Someone fell into the water!"

Through the night, Qin Qiliang faintly saw ripples on the surface of Taihu Lake, and hurriedly said: "Then come up quickly!"

Everyone looked at Qin Qiliang like a fool.

Being able to come up by yourself is called swimming!
"Then who will go down and save me?"

"Xianzun, I can't wait for water!"

A thin layer of sweat oozed from Qin Qiliang's forehead.

"This, this county doesn't know how to have water!"

"Throw some rope down."

Several students took the rope and threw it towards the lake.

It's a pity that the scholar who fell into the water drifted farther and farther, and the rope couldn't be thrown at all.

Only then did Qin Qiliang say: "Hurry up, find someone to save him!"

"Here!"

A quarter of an hour later, the trackers who had already gone back to rest turned back to the weir and jumped into the water one by one.

It's just that the night was dark and the sightlines were not good. All the trackers fished below for half an hour before they fished him out of the lake.

Looking at the Confucian shirt worn by the scholar through the light of the torch, Qin Qiliang's legs were already weak.

Jinling only sent a letter asking him to keep these students, but he never said that he would drown them!

What an accident?
Qin Qiliang didn't have time to think about it, the scholars beside the weir had already howled loudly.

"Brother Ziding! Wake up! Your mother and youngest son are still waiting for you to go to high school!"

These Xishan students were already full of anger.

After all, only Changzhou was hit by floods, but the students in Changzhou had to go out to serve and compete with other prefectures, so everyone felt that they had suffered a big loss.

In addition, Tan Ding Ru Mu is such a discolored stick hanging high above his head.

These talents have completely broken their defenses.

"County lord! Such a person has never been heard of in ancient times! The imperial court insults gentlemen so much, why bother to take the exam?"

Qin Qiliang froze incoherently.

"Everyone, what are you going to do?"

"What else can I do? Collect brother Ziding's body!"

"This, this..." Qin Qiliang knew that something big was about to happen, so he had to subconsciously stop in front of those scholars: "Everyone, calm down, you still have a bright future...don't be foolish!"

"County Honor! You also passed the entrance examination step by step from the student body! How can you just sit back and watch me suffer this humiliation?"

"I'm going to Jiangning, I'm going to the Imperial College! I'm going to the Confucian Temple! Let the scholars all over the world see clearly, and don't just sit back and watch the treacherous and sycophantic!"

Qin Qiliang looked at the scholar who was already emotionally boiling, suddenly Qin Qiliang seemed to have thought of something, and rushed back to the county office without hesitation.

It's just that when Qin Qiliang returned to the county government office, there was only a pile of fly ash left in the brocade box where he kept his letters.

"It's over... it's over..."

Qin Qiliang slumped down on the ground.

he knows.

Now he is also an abandoned child.

The boiling scholars carried the corpse of the drowned student all the way to Jinling.

Another two days, beside the Qinhuai River, in front of the Confucius Temple.

All the scholars hurriedly lifted the stinking corpse off the boat.

It was placed directly under the Lingxing Gate in front of the Confucius Temple.

"Brother Ziding! We've arrived at the Gongyuan, you open your eyes and take a look! It's good for you to curse a few traitors in front of the saint's statue!"

Crying loudly for a while.

Near the Confucius Temple in Jinling, there are Jiangnan Gongyuan and Yingtianfu School.

Soon, a large number of students who came to Jinling to take the college and township examinations gathered here.

In the dark, there seemed to be a force secretly wrapping the life member who fell into the water and died.

Zhou An, the table word Ziding.

At the age of three, he knew a thousand characters, at the age of five he recited Tang poems, at the age of seven he was familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, and at the age of eight he was proficient in poetry and poetry.

If there is no accident, if there is no accident, he will pass the imperial examination this year and be the pillar of the country.

In short, Zhou Anyu in this meeting is outstanding, and those who implement the new law will be more guilty.
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The yamen of the Ministry of Rites.

Gu Kexue, who had just returned from Zi Xishan, was sitting in the hall, and the yamen of the Ministry of Rites, which was usually empty, was now crowded with the examiners who were preparing for the entrance examination and entrance exams.

The servants of the Gu family ran into the classroom in a hurry.

"Master, something is wrong, the saint is dead!"

The teacup in Gu Kexue's hand trembled and fell to the ground with a "pop".

"The saint is dead?!"

"Mr. Ganquan! You, why did you just leave!" Gu Kexue burst into tears proficiently.

There was a mess in the yamen of the Ministry of Rites.

"Impossible, my teacher gave me a letter last month, why is heaven and man separated now?"

"Master!"

"..."

Gu Kexue was even more out of breath from crying.

"Mr. Gan Quan has a suicide note handed down?"

"That's not what I heard. The little one only heard that he died by drowning. It should be too late."

"What? Mr. Ganquan is over [-] years old, and he is still in the water? Is this how these young people take care of Mr. Ganquan?!"

Some people's crying stopped abruptly behind Gu Kexue, and some people were indignant.

"This kind of villain should never be used! Who is looking after the teacher, I will impeach him later!"

It wasn't until this moment that the entourage realized that he had said something wrong.

He whispered next to Gu Kexue: "Master, the sage looks quite young, only... in his early 20s? He must be less than thirty, why is he in his eighties?"

Gu Kexue's old face sank, and then he lowered his voice and asked, "Which saint are you talking about?"

"Sage Zhou from our hometown in Xishan."

The yamen of the Ministry of Rites, who had been crying loudly just now, suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

(End of this chapter)