The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

"We admire the greatness of jiangshihui hospital. We dare not neglect it!"

Beichuan still uses Fusang's unique bow to express his respect. Unlike the Korean who has been run by Jiang qianxia, Beichuan is very calm about the fact that he and even his country are unable to build another Wisdom Collection Hall.

Perhaps the royal family can build a college with such a large area, but what's the use of having a yard without the basic books and students of the college?

Thinking of this, Beichuan's eyes rekindled the light of hope. After expressing his apology, he turned around and whispered with the following Fusang scholars for a moment. Then he knelt down and kowtowed heavily to Jiang qianxia and the great scholars present. Without saying a word, he got up and left freely.

Two scholars from Fusang followed him out. After a while, with tears on their faces, they carefully put Beichuan's head outside the door, took off their blood stained robes, and knelt down to climb in.

"Jiang Shihui hospital, Kitagawa sang has fulfilled his promise and used his life to offset his disrespect to you. Please forgive his offense."

Jiang qianxia, who has seen many dead people, is in a complicated mood - it is the first time she has seen that after a person dies, she can still look happy and smile.

Smiling suicide... Why is it so awkward and depressing?

"Although we are a little over ambitious, we still have the courage to beg Jiang Shihui hospital to let our best children enter the Shihui hall to study!"

The scholar on the ground said sadly, "Fusang is so backward compared with the great Daqian. Our people live like pigs and dogs. They struggle to survive, do not know etiquette, righteousness and shame, and are barbarian and backward without knowing themselves."

"It's a gift from God that we were born as Dachan people. We don't have such an honor, but we hope Dachan can help us, accept us, and give us great knowledge, so that our people can eat and wear warm like Dachan people, brothers, friends and brothers..."

"As long as Jiang Shihui hospital and the great scholars can accept our children, we are willing to use our lives to offset the offenses caused to your adults today! Please give us a chance for our sincere sake!"

Looking at the Fusang scholars kneeling on the ground, Jiang qianxia realized that they didn't mean to make a play and sell miserably. Everyone had a will to die in their eyes.

The great Confucians were even more filled with emotion. Some people could use their lives in exchange for their teaching, which moved the great Confucians who pursued teaching without discrimination. They could hardly wait to accept them as disciples on the spot.

It's strange to say that Daqian is actually very popular. If anyone has a new formula, he can't wait to pass it on to men and women. If it's passed on for three generations, he points to this recipe for generations to eat for a lifetime.

On the contrary, the culture of Daqian has been spreading to neighboring countries in an inclusive and top-down manner.

Koryo and Fusang do not have their own characters and use Chinese characters, which is not an example. Many countries nearby have done so much.

Even the Gu Li people who have always wanted to wave troops to the South clearly have their own words, but they are also proud to speak Chinese and write Chinese characters. Which head nobleman reads and writes in Gu Li words, that is, backward, earth steamed stuffed bun and inexperience

Knowing this, Jiang qianxia knew that it was unrealistic to stop these excited and tearful scholars from accepting the students from Fusang.

Although she wants Daqian to maintain a unique leading position, she also knows that doing so will only drag down the development of Daqian.

Finally, the reason why she made up her mind to accept Fusang scholars was that she noticed the indifference and superiority of the busy students in the library.

The pride of these little rabbits raised by her has been engraved in her bones. Although it is a good thing, it is easy to turn pride into blind arrogance without competitors.

It seems that it's time to raise a wolf who knows the root and bottom, and urge these little rabbits to work hard.

His eyes narrowed. Jiang qianxia looked down at the Fusang scholar on his knees and said faintly, "it was against the rules to let you Fusang people enter school, because I am the smallest person."

"But since you are so sincere, I am not an inhumane person..."

Looking at the Confucians, Jiang qianxia said coldly, "you can accept Fusang students, but first, you must pay high admission fees. Second, I only accept students under the age of 10. If they are extremely excellent, after testing, they can relax their age to 12."

The Three Outlooks of children at this age can also change imperceptibly. Although she can't ensure that they all work hard, she should at least teach them how to be grateful.

Future generations of Fusang have done too many evil things, but the mistakes of future generations can not harm their predecessors. Although she is unwilling, she must admit that even future generations of Fusang have many pro China rational parties.

This means that as long as we give good guidance and even interfere in the historical process of Fuso politics at a critical time, we can greatly avoid such disasters in future generations.

She wants Fusang to start from this moment and carve the awe into her blood!

Without knowing Jiang qianxia's little abacus, Fusang scholars were stunned by this amazing and happy event. They kowtowed one by one and wanted to go out and run for a few rounds to vent their happiness.

It's a great honor to let young children enter Shihui hall!

"Your daughter, we Korean scholars are willing to pay the same entrance fee and even send younger students! You..."

Without waiting for the flattering Korean to finish, Jiang qianxia interrupted coldly.

"Farewell, I won't accept it. I won't accept any money you give. Not only will I not accept it. As long as any gentleman of Shihui hall dares to teach Korean students privately, I will ruthlessly expel him from Shihui hall and take revenge on his family privately."

Not only threatened Mr. himself, but also implicated his family... Such a villain's disgusting words were said face to face. In addition to being oppressed, some of the great Confucians present were unable to get angry.

"Why! It's not fair! I want to report your evil deeds to the emperor Daqian! You're humiliating US Koryo!"

Like watching a clown, Jiang qianxia impatiently took out his ears and said firmly, "you're right. I'm just unfair and despise you."

"If you want to sue, you have to understand that the Shihui hall is a semi public and semi private place. At the beginning of its establishment, the Emperor gave me the right to choose students."

"That is to say, if I die, I don't want you. The emperor can only scold me."

With a mocking smile on his face, Jiang qianxia raised his chin to the head outside. "If you don't accept it, you can learn from Fusang scholars. First cut off a few heads, and I'll consider it as appropriate?"