A slight cough broke the silence of the classroom.
Since Yu Shinan took his seat, more than ten people in the hall were sitting or standing, and they were all upright.
On August 17, the fifth year of Zhenguan, Yongxing College opened its doors, and the last batch of students under Yu Shinan took their first political class in the Tang Dynasty.
"There are 72 schools of various types in Chang'an City, with more than 3,000 students like you. It has been seven years since Yongxing College was founded. Since its establishment, it has been recognized as the number one academic institution in the Tang Dynasty.
You are about to enter Yongxing College, and you should share the honors and disgrace of the college, and share the hardships with your classmates. I, Yu Shinan, have more than 300 disciples all over the world, and each has an official position, high or low. They can support half of the Tang Dynasty.
The world."
Everyone listened carefully and saw that the gentleman today seemed to be different from the past. His cousin was serious and full of majesty, and more importantly, what he said was quite arrogant.
Having supported half of the Tang Dynasty, these words should not be said carelessly.
But today, in front of everyone, he said it bluntly and without any ambiguity. It was obvious that they regarded him as his own family and there was no evasion.
The dozen or so people below shouted and looked at each other with a sense of excitement. They did not feel that these words were overbearing, but felt the heroic spirit conveyed by the gentleman.
At this moment, everyone also saw another side of Yu Shinan.
Yu Shinan is a humble and orderly person who is good at showing others his weakness.
Internally, he is straightforward and unconcealed, and he speaks the truth and acts vigorously and resolutely.
"Today is your first class. I just want you to understand one thing! From today on, you are classmates, brothers, and siblings! No matter what festivals and conflicts you had outside in the past, you have entered the college today.
Gate, those are all my disciples, Yu Shinan. My disciples must unite and face the outside world together. If any of you cannot do this, you can stand up and speak clearly now!"
There was a slight confusion in the hall, and they called each other and looked at each other.
The dozen young people in front of me are not a group that loves each other. They all have their own families, and they are all playboys with high ambitions.
Needless to say, people with family backgrounds like Chang Sun Huan, Cui Xing and Xie Yuan, who were familiar with Bai Song, were all strong-willed in the family and had always been self-centered.
This group of people works on their own, and there are people who dislike each other and hold grudges in their hearts, but they just don't say it out loud.
In addition, in the last exam, for example, Chang Sun Huan mocked Bai Song, that was just a small microcosm. There were quite a few people who had conflicts with each other.
It's not easy for them not to fight, but they also have to work together to love each other?
How is this possible?
Changsun Huan was the first to stand up: "There is no need to talk about this matter. How can I, the second son of the Changsun family, be brothers with a country bumpkin like Bai Song?"
"Very good, those who have conflicts should stand up first, and we will resolve the conflicts first." Yu Shinan nodded, stood up silently, and walked to Changsun Huan with a ruler in hand.
Changsun Huan saw that something was wrong when his husband came over, and he was a little wary: "You... what are you going to do?"
"Jia Ke, come here!" Yu Shinan turned around and said.
Jia Ke nodded, followed immediately, suddenly stood behind Changsun Huan, and skillfully used a grappling hand to lock Changsun Huan in place.
When Yu Qingqing saw this, she chuckled, turned her head and said to Bai Song, "That nasty guy is going to be beaten!"
Bai Song opened his eyes wide. Jia Ke, who was originally weak in literature, suddenly transformed into a martial arts master. The standard of his grasping hand's movements left Chang Sun Huan without any room to move.
"What are you going to do?!"
Jia Ke didn't say anything, and he didn't know how hard he used it, but Changsun Huan spread his hands.
Snap!
A crisp sound, followed by a howl and a scream, startled away a flock of birds resting on the roof of the college.
And this is just the beginning.
The sound of the ruler falling on the meat is like bamboo slices hitting the water, each sound has a rhythm and is quite rhythmic.
But for Changsun Huan, this was a sour feeling that he had never experienced before. It was even more painful than when he was whipped by his father when he was a child!
After just a few blows, Changsun Huan's hands were already swollen into meaty buns, and he could no longer hold the fan firmly. His face was red and he was sweating profusely, but he was still screaming.
The students were so frightened by the teacher's dismounting in the first lesson that all of them looked livid. The gentle and cheerful teacher in this video was completely different.
"Grandpa used a very powerful ruler to hit people. A single blow will hurt for several days!" Yu Qingqing was still a little palpitating. She must have been treated like this often.
"What's going on with Jia?"
"Senior brother has been following grandpa all year round. There are always some young masters who are disobedient to discipline, such as Changsun Huan. Jia Ke specially learned grappling skills just to make these young masters stand quietly and let the ruler draw them."
Bai Song was a little speechless, but he understood why Jia Ke had always been cooperating with Mr. Yu to teach.
"Stop fighting! Stop fighting! Old man, I want you to look good!"
"It seems that education is not enough for the rude words."
"Xu An! Xu An! Go back and ask my father to come and arrest this old thing!" Changsun Huan screamed and cried in pain, but he still refused to give in and shouted to his book boy to go back and tell the old man.
Father, Sun Wuji.
This was the first time that the little book boy was beaten by his master like this. He was so frightened that he ran out of the school and disappeared without a trace.
Now that things have come to an end, the onlookers have stopped caring about watching the fun, and their expressions have become serious.
I feel that today's matter is a bit tricky. If I alert Changsun Wuji and see Changsun Huan being beaten like this by his husband, will there be any problems?
After all, Changsun Huan's status was extraordinary. His family had received all the favor from the emperor and he was highly valued by the emperor. Empress Changsun and the emperor had a deep and profound friendship, and Changsun Wuji was inseparable from the emperor.
But Yu Shinan was different. Everyone in the world knew that the emperor did not like Yu Shinan, but because Yu Shinan had a high reputation among the people, he saved face for him.
If the eldest son's family and Yu Shinan were in trouble, the emperor would definitely turn against the eldest son's family.
Changsun Huan's hand was swollen into a bear's paw, but he gritted his teeth and stared at Yu Shinan: "Old man, wait, you dare to hit me. I am the second son of the Changsun family, and my father is Changsun Wuji. How dare you hit me like this! Wait!
Stay here, you will feel better later."
"Haha..." Yu Shinan showed no fear, but smiled heartily, "The second son of the eldest grandson's family? When I beat your father, you were not even born yet!"
Everyone was shocked and didn't know whether it was true or false.
Yu Shinan put away the ruler, pointed at the courtyard wall outside, and said to Jia Ke: "Take him to face the wall!"
"yes!"
Jia Ke responded and dragged Changsun Huan out.
"Let me go, let me go, I want you all to die!"
Jia Ke didn't pay any attention to the boy's cries and pulled him under the courtyard wall in a familiar way.
The wall facing Yongxing Academy is not simple. A rope falls from the top of the courtyard wall, ties the feet of the person, and hangs them directly upside down on the courtyard wall. Only one hand is left to support the ground, and the ground must be supported. If
Unable to hold on, as soon as his hands loosened, he was hanging directly in the air, which made him even more uncomfortable.
Everyone was dumbfounded. They had never seen students punished like this.
Changsun Huan lost his voice as he was being hung. He put his hands on the ground and dared not let go. The palm of one hand was still swollen and painful, but he couldn't make a single cry for help, so he could only hold on.
The students felt chills on their backs. It seemed that the first lesson today was to give everyone a showdown!
Changsun Huan was suffering every minute there and almost fainted.
But he still held on because he always believed that his father would appear to rescue him at the critical moment.
When his father arrives, he will definitely be furious when he sees his current appearance, and he must make Yu Shinan's head fall to the ground!
This old guy, just wait for my revenge!
Changsun Huan kept his faith and persevered. At this time, the young master burst out with extraordinary perseverance.
After waiting for a full two-quarters of an hour, a person suddenly rushed into the academy. It was the scholar Xu An who had left earlier.
Changsun Huan was hanging with only one breath left, and big beads of sweat were falling down. When he saw Xu An coming back, he suddenly became energetic. He couldn't care about anything, and shouted loudly: "Dad! Dad! Save me..."
The child is going to be killed!"
However, Changsun Huan shouted for a long time, but there was no response from anyone around him. Only Xu An kept breathing.
"Xu An, where is my dad! Where is my dad?"
"Master, the master is not here!"
"What? Didn't come? Did you tell him that I was beaten?"
"I told you, I told you exactly what I said, but I only said three words."