Saint of the Confucian way
Chapter 1707
Fang yunwang asked Dong Wencong, "is the content of the book true?"
Dong Wencong immediately bowed down and said, "every sentence is true. It is related to the education of a state. Lower officials dare not resort to fraud."
"Has it ever been reported to the cabinet?"
"In order to avoid alarming the snake, only the lower official, governor Fang and your excellency know about this matter. Even those who investigate don't know the real purpose of the lower official." Dong Wencong's tone is a little proud and thinks he has done a very smart job in this matter.
Fang Yun nodded gently and said, "if it's right to deliver books, the Department of the State Academy of literature in charge of selecting and reading books should be the culprit."
Dong Wencong hesitated for a moment and said: "Bi Hanlin, the current Secretary of industry, has high reputation and worked in the State Academy of literature many years ago. His previous selected books may have nothing to do with him, but Xiangzhou has belonged to Jing for several years. He still doesn't change his selected books for fear of ulterior motives. What's more, what the rumor says in the book is true. This man has repeatedly praised how Qing Guo is. He often criticizes how Jing Guo is when talking about history and never mentions martial arts The mistake of Guo or Qingguo. Five years ago, this person taught to the teachers of the Academy of Arts and constantly attacked the famous scholars of Jingguo in the classroom. This is also a fact. "
"I see," Fang Yun said.
"Resign." Dong Wencong was confused and wanted to know who Fang Yun's second war letter was aimed at. Unfortunately, he could only know the truth when min Bao was printed.
"By the way, starting tomorrow, the first issue of Min Bao will not be printed and sold, and the subsequent min Bao will not be included," Fang Yun said.
Dong Wencong was stunned and said, "your subordinates take orders."
Dong Wencong thought while walking that from tomorrow on, the value of Min Bao will probably improve again. In particular, the first issue may become a priceless antique in a few hundred years.
Baling city is the capital of Xiangzhou. The State Cultural Academy was built in the city. The center of the State Cultural Academy is a holy temple to offer sacrifices to all saints.
The State Academy of Arts is divided into many areas, such as examination rooms, schools, alms, shelters and so on.
Due to the beautiful environment of the State Academy of Arts, some officials will connect one to the independent courtyard arranged for them by the State Academy of Arts after taking office in the State Academy of Arts. Although they are alienated from the outside world, they are quiet.
Scholars who enter the Academy of arts are either indifferent to fame and wealth, unwilling to suffer in military and political affairs, or frustrated in officialdom. After all, the real power of officials in the Academy of Arts is far less than that of civil servants or officers.
There is a single house in the southeast corner of the State Academy of literature. It is late at night, and there are still candles in the study in the yard.
The fourth grade Department of the State Academy of literature is over 50 years old. His temples are slightly white. He is reading a book and looks severe and mean.
After reading for a while, Bi Yuan put down his book and looked out of the window.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
Bi Yuan trembled and was cold all over. As a scholar, he could have felt everything within a radius of tens of feet, but the knock seemed to appear out of thin air without leaving any breath before.
Bi Yuan soon realized that he was a man with an official position and a literary position higher than himself.
"I hope you'll forgive me for not being able to welcome the distinguished guest at midnight." Bi Yuan said and stood up from his chair.
Fang Yun pushed the door in, carried his hands and looked at Bi Yuan with a smile.
At the moment of seeing Fang Yun, Bi Yuan's face was slightly white and his breathing stopped, but in the blink of an eye, he returned to normal.
"Officer Bi Yuan, I've seen the governor." Bi Yuan bowed deeply.
Fang Yun nodded, slowly looked around and said, "don't be polite. I passed by here and saw a candle in your study. I came to have a look. You continue to read your book."
Fang Yun walked slowly in the room. While walking, he looked at the bookshelves and furnishings in the study with great interest, and occasionally reached out to touch the books on the bookshelf.
Bi Yuan lowered his head slightly and said nothing, but his eyelids kept jumping. He couldn't stop anyway.
"It seems that you have a wide range of knowledge, even an old book like zhengbeilu, which has less than 10000 copies printed." Fang Yun said and reached for the book.
Bi Yuan's eyes moved slightly and said slowly, "I saw it on the old book stand that year. I knew it was rare or collectable, so I bought it at a low price and put it on the shelf. I haven't seen it for many years."
Fang Yun didn't read this book, but put it back on the shelf and said, "the author of this book once fought with Jingjun, was extremely bloodthirsty, and had a record of killing civilians in Jingguo three times. Therefore, even if he made great contributions, he was punished by the holy court and robbed by Qingjun. I didn't expect you to like this kind of man's book."
"I like reading miscellaneous books. I only read words and sentences. I seldom study the people behind me." Bi Yuan replied.
"Yes, it's human nature to eat eggs without knowing chicken." Fang Yun said.
"What your excellency said is true." Bi Yuan was dressed in white and black plum clothes, his face was respectful, and his response was simple and clear.
After taking a few steps, Fang Yun suddenly remembered something and said, "by the way, has your little grandson been enlightened?"
"Thank you, governor. The child was enlightened six months ago." Bi Yuan said.
"Is he reading records of famous scholars or world affairs?" Fang Yun asked.
"He has just read and can't understand these books." the blood color on Bi Yuan's face faded again.
"That's right. If he understands it, it's not beautiful." Fang Yun said casually.
Bi Yuan said nothing.
Fang Yun walked slowly. He seemed to have looked all over the study and said, "Bi Siye, what do you think of the people's daily?"
Bi Yuan hesitated and said, "this newspaper is innovative and outstanding. If there is no accident, it must remain in history."
"Are you dissatisfied with min Bao?" Fang Yun asked.
"At first glance, I was shocked. I knew that Min Bao must be famous all over the world. Except for some incompatibility with the song style characters you created, I was not dissatisfied." Bi Yuan replied.
"Well, what do you think is the most important job of the State Academy of literature?" Fang Yun looked at Bi Yuan.
Bi Yuan seemed to have never thought that Fang Yunhui would ask questions about his official position, so he said: "the lower official is the Secretary of industry and assists the state yuan to be responsible for the education of a state. If it comes to the first priority, it is naturally the students' imperial examination results."
Fang Yun nodded slightly and said, "well, you didn't learn from others. You talked a lot of big truth. It's true to say that it's the imperial examination results. However, what should those students do after the imperial examination high school? Have you ever considered it?"
"I didn't think about it," Bi Yuan said.
"So you didn't consider it when you made the book selection?" Fang Yun asked.
Bi Yuan's right hand shook slightly and said, "my Lord is joking. I should think carefully. However, since the selected books of Xiangzhou have been set decades ago, I hope my Lord will forgive me for being too conservative and not changing a word."
"Stick to the old ways? Do you keep the old ones of Xiangzhou or Qingguo?" Fang Yun asked.
Bi Yuan stared at Fang Yun and said slowly, "choosing reading is to let students broaden their knowledge. It's not important. As long as students like it, it's a great achievement."
.
Dong Wencong immediately bowed down and said, "every sentence is true. It is related to the education of a state. Lower officials dare not resort to fraud."
"Has it ever been reported to the cabinet?"
"In order to avoid alarming the snake, only the lower official, governor Fang and your excellency know about this matter. Even those who investigate don't know the real purpose of the lower official." Dong Wencong's tone is a little proud and thinks he has done a very smart job in this matter.
Fang Yun nodded gently and said, "if it's right to deliver books, the Department of the State Academy of literature in charge of selecting and reading books should be the culprit."
Dong Wencong hesitated for a moment and said: "Bi Hanlin, the current Secretary of industry, has high reputation and worked in the State Academy of literature many years ago. His previous selected books may have nothing to do with him, but Xiangzhou has belonged to Jing for several years. He still doesn't change his selected books for fear of ulterior motives. What's more, what the rumor says in the book is true. This man has repeatedly praised how Qing Guo is. He often criticizes how Jing Guo is when talking about history and never mentions martial arts The mistake of Guo or Qingguo. Five years ago, this person taught to the teachers of the Academy of Arts and constantly attacked the famous scholars of Jingguo in the classroom. This is also a fact. "
"I see," Fang Yun said.
"Resign." Dong Wencong was confused and wanted to know who Fang Yun's second war letter was aimed at. Unfortunately, he could only know the truth when min Bao was printed.
"By the way, starting tomorrow, the first issue of Min Bao will not be printed and sold, and the subsequent min Bao will not be included," Fang Yun said.
Dong Wencong was stunned and said, "your subordinates take orders."
Dong Wencong thought while walking that from tomorrow on, the value of Min Bao will probably improve again. In particular, the first issue may become a priceless antique in a few hundred years.
Baling city is the capital of Xiangzhou. The State Cultural Academy was built in the city. The center of the State Cultural Academy is a holy temple to offer sacrifices to all saints.
The State Academy of Arts is divided into many areas, such as examination rooms, schools, alms, shelters and so on.
Due to the beautiful environment of the State Academy of Arts, some officials will connect one to the independent courtyard arranged for them by the State Academy of Arts after taking office in the State Academy of Arts. Although they are alienated from the outside world, they are quiet.
Scholars who enter the Academy of arts are either indifferent to fame and wealth, unwilling to suffer in military and political affairs, or frustrated in officialdom. After all, the real power of officials in the Academy of Arts is far less than that of civil servants or officers.
There is a single house in the southeast corner of the State Academy of literature. It is late at night, and there are still candles in the study in the yard.
The fourth grade Department of the State Academy of literature is over 50 years old. His temples are slightly white. He is reading a book and looks severe and mean.
After reading for a while, Bi Yuan put down his book and looked out of the window.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
Bi Yuan trembled and was cold all over. As a scholar, he could have felt everything within a radius of tens of feet, but the knock seemed to appear out of thin air without leaving any breath before.
Bi Yuan soon realized that he was a man with an official position and a literary position higher than himself.
"I hope you'll forgive me for not being able to welcome the distinguished guest at midnight." Bi Yuan said and stood up from his chair.
Fang Yun pushed the door in, carried his hands and looked at Bi Yuan with a smile.
At the moment of seeing Fang Yun, Bi Yuan's face was slightly white and his breathing stopped, but in the blink of an eye, he returned to normal.
"Officer Bi Yuan, I've seen the governor." Bi Yuan bowed deeply.
Fang Yun nodded, slowly looked around and said, "don't be polite. I passed by here and saw a candle in your study. I came to have a look. You continue to read your book."
Fang Yun walked slowly in the room. While walking, he looked at the bookshelves and furnishings in the study with great interest, and occasionally reached out to touch the books on the bookshelf.
Bi Yuan lowered his head slightly and said nothing, but his eyelids kept jumping. He couldn't stop anyway.
"It seems that you have a wide range of knowledge, even an old book like zhengbeilu, which has less than 10000 copies printed." Fang Yun said and reached for the book.
Bi Yuan's eyes moved slightly and said slowly, "I saw it on the old book stand that year. I knew it was rare or collectable, so I bought it at a low price and put it on the shelf. I haven't seen it for many years."
Fang Yun didn't read this book, but put it back on the shelf and said, "the author of this book once fought with Jingjun, was extremely bloodthirsty, and had a record of killing civilians in Jingguo three times. Therefore, even if he made great contributions, he was punished by the holy court and robbed by Qingjun. I didn't expect you to like this kind of man's book."
"I like reading miscellaneous books. I only read words and sentences. I seldom study the people behind me." Bi Yuan replied.
"Yes, it's human nature to eat eggs without knowing chicken." Fang Yun said.
"What your excellency said is true." Bi Yuan was dressed in white and black plum clothes, his face was respectful, and his response was simple and clear.
After taking a few steps, Fang Yun suddenly remembered something and said, "by the way, has your little grandson been enlightened?"
"Thank you, governor. The child was enlightened six months ago." Bi Yuan said.
"Is he reading records of famous scholars or world affairs?" Fang Yun asked.
"He has just read and can't understand these books." the blood color on Bi Yuan's face faded again.
"That's right. If he understands it, it's not beautiful." Fang Yun said casually.
Bi Yuan said nothing.
Fang Yun walked slowly. He seemed to have looked all over the study and said, "Bi Siye, what do you think of the people's daily?"
Bi Yuan hesitated and said, "this newspaper is innovative and outstanding. If there is no accident, it must remain in history."
"Are you dissatisfied with min Bao?" Fang Yun asked.
"At first glance, I was shocked. I knew that Min Bao must be famous all over the world. Except for some incompatibility with the song style characters you created, I was not dissatisfied." Bi Yuan replied.
"Well, what do you think is the most important job of the State Academy of literature?" Fang Yun looked at Bi Yuan.
Bi Yuan seemed to have never thought that Fang Yunhui would ask questions about his official position, so he said: "the lower official is the Secretary of industry and assists the state yuan to be responsible for the education of a state. If it comes to the first priority, it is naturally the students' imperial examination results."
Fang Yun nodded slightly and said, "well, you didn't learn from others. You talked a lot of big truth. It's true to say that it's the imperial examination results. However, what should those students do after the imperial examination high school? Have you ever considered it?"
"I didn't think about it," Bi Yuan said.
"So you didn't consider it when you made the book selection?" Fang Yun asked.
Bi Yuan's right hand shook slightly and said, "my Lord is joking. I should think carefully. However, since the selected books of Xiangzhou have been set decades ago, I hope my Lord will forgive me for being too conservative and not changing a word."
"Stick to the old ways? Do you keep the old ones of Xiangzhou or Qingguo?" Fang Yun asked.
Bi Yuan stared at Fang Yun and said slowly, "choosing reading is to let students broaden their knowledge. It's not important. As long as students like it, it's a great achievement."
.
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