Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 87 Confucius Temple

On March 11rd of the [-]th year of Jiaqi, it rained.

It is suitable for worship and travel.

The continuous rain beat on the celadon tiles, and the sound was as clear as a blow.

A Confucian Temple with majestic brackets and far-reaching eaves is hidden in the hazy water vapor.

The solemn and solemn temples neatly enshrine 72 sons of the four sages and ten sages of Confucianism.

There are lights and shadows hanging in front of the statues, or sitting cross-legged and playing the piano, or standing up to turn over books, or debating classics, all in different shapes and full of Confucianism.

Enshrined in the middle of the temple is an old man with a white beard, holding a letter, with gentle eyes.

Gu Yong deliberately replaced the previous silk and satin green robe with a cotton and linen thin shirt, stood in front of the most holy image, held the disciple ceremony, and bowed devoutly.

"Mr. Gu's literary fortune has been prosperous recently, so everything will go smoothly."

Lao Miaozhu, who was standing by the side with his hands tied, said with a flattering smile, "Wait until the next time the imperial court opens Enke, and Mr. Gu will definitely be named on the gold list."

"Miao Zhu doesn't need to comfort me anymore. A person like me with a chip inserted will never be able to be an official in this life."

Gu Yong smiled and waved his hand, turned his wrist hidden under the sleeve robe, and when he stretched out, there was already a bank card between his fingertips.

The golden card is not out of harmony in this bookish atmosphere.

"But it's okay to do a little bit for Confucianism."

"On behalf of tens of thousands of poor students from the Confucius Temple, I would like to thank Mr. Gu."

Lao Miaozhu was full of admiration, took the card with both hands, and changed his address from son to sir.

I didn't see how he moved, but the light and shadow of the sages on the left and right stopped their movements at the same time, and bowed their hands towards Gu Yong.

Li Jun, who was leaning against the door, had a panoramic view of this scene, and couldn't help grinning a mocking smile from the corner of his mouth.

The house is full of gentlemen, and the rich are the big brothers.

It was a fucking fun read.

Gu Yong, who just woke up from the Jiaofang Division this morning, looked humble at the moment, and bowed to the sages on the altar one by one in return, and worshiped all the way from this temple to the outside of the mountain gate.

It wasn't until he walked out of the memorial archway of the Confucius Temple that Gu Yong straightened his back, glanced at Li Jun beside him who was in a slump, and smiled softly.

"This place is a sacred place in the hearts of thousands of students in Chengdu Prefecture. Give me some face and show a smile. Although our Shu Road Logistics is a business, it is also a Confucianism industry after all."

Hearing this, Li Jun raised his hand and rubbed his face, but he yawned to himself.

Although it had been a few days since the encounter on Fifth Street, he still felt tired all over.

The five-level illusion created by Mu Chi consumed too much mental energy of Li Jun.

Gu Yong seemed to be in a very happy mood, and he didn't care about Li Jun's gaffe, and walked down the stone steps in the mountain.

"Although the Confucius Temple also bears the word temple, it is essentially different from the Buddhist and Taoist temples that entrap money. It is also a private school, specially for the children of poor families who cannot afford chips to study."

"For these students with bad backgrounds, this is their only hope of turning around. If you don't have a good balance, you can read a broken lock and advance sequence one day, and become a Confucian overnight?"

"And that old Miaozhu is also a good person. Don't look at the vulgar way he collects money, but as far as I know, most of the donations received by this Confucius Temple are used to subsidize those poor scholars."

Li Jun raised his eyebrows, "This kind of person is rare."

"So let's support this kind of thing vigorously. Don't do nothing because of the smallness of the good. This is the teaching of the sages."

Gu Yong smiled loudly, but a trace of darkness secretly flashed across his eyes.

It is true that the private schools in the Confucius Temple specialize in recruiting poor students, and it is also true that they distribute subsidies.

But the purpose is not only to leave a glimmer of hope for these poor children, but more importantly, to maintain the richness of the genes of the Confucian sequence.

That's why there are so many public welfare private schools and academic palaces in various provinces of the Ming Empire, and they are actually supported by powerful people behind them.

This is a deadly order issued by the Donglin Party to Confucian clans everywhere. In the final analysis, it is to stabilize the basic population.

As for whether these private schools can produce talents, it depends on the attitude of the local aristocrats.

It would be easy if there were one or two monsters with extraordinary talents who could break the order of advancement under such conditions.

Directly asking the other party to change their name and surname will naturally become a member of the family.

It's just that there is no need for Gu Yong to tell Li Jun about these words.

Gu Yong and Li Jun took the steps down the mountain one after the other, and there was a difference of two stone steps between the front and back.

"You have been in charge of the security department for almost half a month now. What actions have the companies in various prefectures in Sichuan, especially Tianfu Heavy Industry, made?"

Hearing Gu Yong's question, the corners of Li Jun's eyes couldn't help twitching.

After returning from Mianzhou County, he first stayed in the Jiaofang Division for four days, and then rested for many days after killing Mu Chi.

The real time I stayed in the security department was not long at all, so how could I answer these questions.

Gu Yong could see the embarrassment on Li Jun's face clearly as if he had eyes in the back of his head, and his tone turned hard, "You are the head of the group's security department, not the original Brother Muddy Water Pao, just knowing how to fight is not enough."

Before Li Jun could speak, Gu Yong changed the subject.

"But it's not your fault. It's normal for you to be inexperienced in the business just after you took office. I also know that you don't like doing these things, so I specially found a helper for you."

Gu Yong raised his hand and a middle-aged man who was looking forward to it quickly ran up from the stone steps and stood in front of Li Jun.

"Young Master Yong, minister." The man nodded and bowed, smiling all over his face.

Gu Yong introduced: "Qian Zhongxiao, the nephew of Mr. Qian who is in charge of the master's house, he is much more down-to-earth than his elder brother Qian Jindong."

Li Jun had a half-smile, Qian Jindong killed himself, and now he got another cousin to be his assassin.

This is not only to elevate one's own rights, but also to warn oneself.

However, in Li Jun's eyes, Gu Yong's tricks were just like a joke, and he didn't take it to heart at all.

It's just that more people may be killed on the day Shu Dao Logistics collapses.

"Director Qian, I will trouble you with the security department."

Qian Zhongxiao was ready to accept Li Jun's cynicism, but he didn't expect the other party to be so calm. Not only did he not feel relaxed at the moment, but suddenly sank, and his expression became more flattering.

"Minister, don't worry, I will definitely ask you for instructions on everything in the future. As for Qian Jindong, although he and I are both children of the Qian family, our relationship is not that close."

Li Jun waved his hand, "Don't worry, I've always only dealt with things, not people. I'm really not good at department management. Since Young Master Yong asked you to assist me, then you should do it boldly."

"The minister is magnanimous, the minister is magnanimous."

Seeing Li Jun's open expression, Qian Zhongxiao didn't seem to see the deep meaning behind it at all, the vigilance in his heart dissipated a lot, and his curved back was slightly raised.

"Okay, everyone will be colleagues in the future, and some time will be polite to you."

Gu Yong stopped and turned to look at Li Jun, "The follow-up reconstruction of the security department will be handed over to Director Qian. There is a more important thing that needs to be done by you."

Li Jun frowned, "Do you have business again?"

(End of this chapter)