Chapter 95 (please order first) Meeting Zhao Wenhe for the first time
There are thirteen states in the Dayu Dynasty, and there are countless academies across the country.
But those firmly in the top five are Beiyue Academy and Xihua Academy in Beijing, Longcheng Academy in Mizhou, Jiangxia Academy in Qianzhou and Wuyue Academy in Yangzhou.
Beiyue Academy and Xihua Academy are located in the capital. They are high-ranking officials and dignitaries. There are many children of top Beijing businessmen and wealthy people, so there is no need to elaborate.
The Longcheng Academy in Mizhou is good at producing extraordinary talents. It has produced three ministers of various ministries and countless talents.
Wuyue Academy in Yangzhou has been a hometown of literature and art since ancient times. Thirty percent of the students of the Dayu Dynasty gathered in Jiangnan, and Wuyue Academy was the leader in Jiangnan.
Jiangxia Academy in Qianzhou is located at the geographical center of the Dayu Dynasty. Although it is far away from the capital, it is as famous as these four academies, and its status can be imagined.
Before Chen Ping, Li Yang said that Jiangxia Academy has more than 700 current and day students, and the academy covers an area of more than 50 acres.
There are as many as 20 teachers, and eight academicians are employed here.
Zhao Wenhe was born in a noble family, but he did not develop the bad habit of extravagance and lust. He was always intelligent and could speak well at the age of dancing with a spoon.
Later, he made great progress in the imperial examination, and all the way from being an official to the Imperial College, many officials in the court respectfully called him "Shi".
Because it was difficult to integrate into the court, he decided to return to his hometown as an official. Now he lives in Zhengxing Prefecture and works as a teacher and educator at Jiangxia College.
Jiangxia College also specially designated a separate small courtyard in the college for Zhao Wenhe.
As the carriage entered the city, Chen Ping looked outside excitedly, while He Qingxuan stood aside to introduce him.
Finally, it stopped at the door of the He family's ancestral home, and several servants of the He family quickly came forward to carry things.
Chen Ping got out of the car and looked at the spacious and clean white stone street, with two neat rows of stone lanterns extending from the door.
He Qingxuan smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes and ordered: "Move everything into my yard. There is a rattan box. Don't move it. I will pack it up later."
"Yes, young master." The butler bowed and replied.
He Qingxuan turned around and said to Chen Ping enthusiastically: "Brother Chen Ping, since you have come to Zhengxing Mansion today, I must be the one to do the business. Go in and have a rest first, and I will take you around in the evening."
He Qingxuan has told his parents about Chen Ping a long time ago, and they are very supportive.
"Of course I have to visit my uncle and aunt," Chen Ping picked up his baggage and shrugged, "but I can't disobey my teacher's orders. I have to go to Jiangxia Academy to report first."
He Qingxuan looked at the sky and said, "It's already past noon. Maybe I'll go with you tomorrow."
Chen Ping still shook his head when he thought about the letter on his body.
"I heard that Mr. Zhao is very strict. Since he's here, I'd better pay him a visit first to show my respect."
After all, Jiangxia Academy is not Huating Academy. Even with Li Yang's recommendation, Chen Ping did not dare to slack off.
He Qingxuan nodded, "You are always serious about your work. I will host a banquet for you at home in three days."
"Okay." Chen Ping cupped his hands and said, "I will pay you a visit in three days."
The two agreed, and He Qingxuan arranged for a coachman to drive Chen Ping to Jiangxia Academy.
After half a stick of incense, the carriage stopped.
"Xiao Xianggong Chen, we are here."
The coachman raised his hand to help him down. Chen Ping thanked him, picked up his luggage and got out of the carriage.
I saw the academy wall with tall buildings, overlapping eaves, several peach trees flying sideways behind the wall, and the faint sound of reading could be heard.
Chen Ping took out the letter and prepared to hand it over to the concierge for notification.
The maroon wooden door suddenly opened, and a nimble and childish figure slipped out of the door. It was a boy of about fourteen or fifteen years old. He was wearing a plain green left-hand jacket with a circle of rabbit fur on the collar. He had bright eyes and exposed buttocks.
Smart and energetic.
He looked Chen Ping up and down and asked, "Is your name Chen Ping?"
Chen Ping cautiously handed over his hand, "That's right."
"Is it really you?" The boy looked curious, as if he couldn't believe it, "Are you the county case leader in Yongshun this time?"
Anyone who sees such a young leader would be surprised.
The concierge's expressionless face also changed, and he looked at Chen Ping carefully.
Chen Ping smiled and said, neither humble nor arrogant: "Thanks to the blessing of Confucius, I am lucky to get the first place."
"Are you only eleven years old?"
"Yes, August is only twelve months old."
Such a young case leader is unique in the entire Daiyu Dynasty.
Today there is a rumor that the county case leader will come to Jiangxia Academy to report in the near future, and everyone has already started talking about it.
The boy also wanted to say something, but suddenly remembered his identity, held his head high and said: "So what if I'm eleven years old? I won't lose to you! Just wait, I will also be the first in the county examination."
Of!"
Chen Ping blinked blankly, where does this desire to win come from?
The boy didn't explain. After saying this, he took another step, turned around and ran away.
The maroon door was not closed yet. Chen Pingzheng was hesitant, but saw the boy coming back with a blushing face, and said embarrassedly: "Well, you can come in with me."
"Do you want to hand over the greeting card first?" Chen Ping asked hesitantly.
"I'm already here, why do you still hand me greeting cards?"
The boy put his hands on his hips and raised his head, his chin slightly raised, with a bit of pride in his expression.
"Remember clearly, my name is Cheng Cheng. Cheng who has traveled thousands of miles, treats others with sincerity! You will be my junior student in the future. Come on, I will take you to see Teacher Zhao, my junior student."
Chen Ping stared at the senior, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.
Cheng Cheng turned around proudly, as if he had taken a huge advantage, and walked ahead proudly.
Chen Ping arched his hands to the concierge in a funny way, and then followed him.
The two finally stopped in front of a particularly quiet white-walled yard.
Inside the courtyard wall, there is a bamboo forest, and you can vaguely see a raised eaves, giving off a cool feeling.
"This is it, go in." Cheng Cheng pointed to the door to Chen Ping and whispered.
"Brother, won't you go in?" Chen Ping noticed that Cheng Cheng lowered his voice unconsciously.
Cheng Cheng put his hands behind his back and pretended to be mature, "You are no longer a child. You must learn to be self-reliant."
After saying that, Cheng Cheng turned around and headed back the way he came.
"Cheng Cheng!"
A sharp shout came from inside the door.
Cheng Cheng let out an "ouch", his head shrank in fear, and he grabbed Chen Ping's sleeve.
"Little brother, you go first! I will protect you from behind!"
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Chen Ping glanced at Cheng Cheng, moved his lips slightly, and asked quietly: "Is that Mr. Zhao?"
Cheng Cheng nodded with a troubled face, that’s right!
Just listening to Mr. Zhao's voice, you can tell that he is a completely different person from Mr. Ye, and he should be quite strict.
Chen Ping straightened his clothes and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
After hearing the permission, Chen Ping pushed the door open and entered.
Walking along the bluestone road, there was indeed no debris along the way, and the small courtyard was filled with bamboos.
There are three or four wooden houses surrounding each other in the innermost part, all of which are carefully crafted by Liang Yu, but there are no flowerpots or ornaments in sight.
On the yellow bamboo platform in the middle of the courtyard, an old man in white with a deep frown was sitting cross-legged with a stern look on his face.
The old man holds the case in his left hand and a ruler in his right hand.
Chen Ping swallowed, barely holding back, and quickly bowed his hands.
"Student Chen Ping came here on orders from his teacher and met Mr. Zhao."
Zhao Wenhe narrowed his eyes slightly, seeming a little surprised, and pointed his ruler behind Chen Ping, "Come out."
Cheng Cheng raised his head coyly and was about to cry, "Teacher, the students want to help you solve your problems."
"It's a blessing that you don't bring trouble to my teacher," Zhao Wenhe said in a cold voice, "I asked you to practice calligraphy in the room, but before an hour came, you ran out again!"
"Student, make up for it now." Cheng Cheng quickly admitted his mistake.
Zhao Wenhe said with a straight face, "Just three of your stupid fonts will cost you my life as a teacher in three years."
Chen Ping looked sideways.
Oh? Could it be that he is also a time traveler? He was still practicing calligraphy when he first arrived.
Cheng Cheng's face turned red, he glanced at Chen Ping guiltily, and argued in a weak tone: "How...how can it be so ugly?"
"In reading and writing, the most important thing is to be serious! You have some talent but are arrogant and impetuous. When practicing calligraphy, you spend three days fishing and two days drying the net. How can you become a great person!"
The ruler slammed on the table, and Zhao Wenhe Shen shouted: "Go in and write ten articles seriously and hand them over! If you are perfunctory with a word, you will be punished!"
The corners of Cheng Cheng's mouth twitched, he said "Hmm" fearfully, and hurriedly ran into the room.