Chang'an is a gathering place for great talents in the world, and all the higher education institutions are located here.
Going down, there are state schools, and further down, there are county schools.
The State Academy serves as a link between the past and the future and serves as an institution for selecting talents in one place.
Every year, the state school selects the best students, and at the end of the year, they go with the officials who go to Chang'an to report on their work and present gifts.
When they arrived in Chang'an, the local officials would present gifts, and these students would also be with the gifts to show the emperor.
Students are gifts.
For the emperor, this is absolutely true.
The feeling of having all the talents in the world in your pocket is indescribable.
No matter how smart you are, you can only bow your head in front of me in the end, eager to serve me.
After entering the state school, you have the opportunity to advance into the world.
If you advance, you can take the imperial examination.
If you retire, as a student from a state school, you can go to the government to get a job, or inherit the family business and become a powerful person, you will have the confidence to do so.
Prefecture students are the elites second only to those who passed the imperial examination.
In the eyes of ordinary people, they are the proud ones of heaven.
But since Yang Xuan took charge of Northern Xinjiang, Chang'an stopped students from Northern Xinjiang from participating in the imperial examination.
Han Ji stood outside the classroom, and Jiang Heer whispered: "I know about this. Chang'an sent documents at the beginning, saying that the students in Northern Xinjiang were vulgar and unskilled in knowledge, so they were asked to study for a few more years before taking the imperial examination."
"This is just a reason." Han Ji said.
"Yes! Mr. Lang said as soon as he looked at the document, this is to draw fire from the bottom of the cauldron."
"The students who can enter the state school are of good background. Such a group of people are against Lang Jun... Do you know? Those powerful people are against Lang Jun, and the fact that the children in the family are cut off from the imperial examination is an incentive."
"It finally happened today." Jiang He'er sighed.
Han Ji looked at her, "Why are you so eager to try..."
Jiang Heer said: "Lang Jun's guards are outside. If those students take action, can you protect Lang Jun?"
Han Ji shook his head, "No, but..."
Jiang Heer pointed at himself and said proudly: "Only me!"
Ever since he became his boss's secretary, Jiang Heer felt that the world was getting further and further away from him.
The busy work left her no time to think too much. Occasionally she would dream back at midnight, dreaming about the time when she followed her master to travel around the world, and she couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Although traveling in the world is dangerous, the feeling of freedom is incomparable to anything else.
Today is a rare opportunity, Jiang Heer vowed to show off his talents.
Yang Xuan's sudden appearance surprised the students.
I thought he was here to comfort me, but I didn't expect that he would leave without reading as soon as he opened his mouth.
go out!
It’s that simple and crude!
The students were stunned.
Wang Hou, the student whom Yang Xuan said was unkind, glanced at Yang Xuan, sat down, and said, "We only want justice."
"What justice?"
Yang Xuan thought about his academic career - at the beginning, his teacher was Yang Lue. From literacy to learning articles, Yang Lue's teacher was so impatient that you could even see that he was trying his best to suppress his desire to scold and take action.
Later, his husband became Suzaku.
Although he occasionally drives, Suzaku teaches with all his heart.
The word justice does not exist in today's world of respecting teachers and teaching.
Therefore, Yang Xuan couldn't help but laugh when Wang Hou said something fair.
Wang Hou glanced at his classmates and said, "We have been studying hard for many years in Hanchuang. My mother-in-law at home is looking forward to it very much, just hoping that we can pass the imperial examination. Now, Chang'an has cut off our path to the imperial examination.
Feeling confused and uneasy, not knowing what the future holds..."
Yang Xuan was noncommittal.
"May I ask your Majesty, why are we studying?"
——You had a falling out with Chang'an, which made us unable to take part in the imperial examination. Who will give us justice?
Outside, He Lianyan arrived and sneered: "This person comes from a powerful family, and he hates Lang Jun the most. Today, this person is probably the first to make noise."
Han Ji said: "This man is coercing his classmates from Zhouzhou University, and he is well versed in the art of public opinion."
"Let's do it!" Jiang He'er's eyes shone.
Inside, Yang Xuan asked: "Why study?"
Wang Hou's eyes were bright and he said, "Yes."
When ordinary people face Yang Xuan, they feel so much pressure that it's hard to describe. Those who are timid will not express what they mean and will stumble when speaking.
This man is quite courageous.
Where does this courage come from?
Comes from so-called justice.
Our great future is gone. Is it wrong for us to seek justice?
Who dares to say wrong?
If Yang Xuan suppresses him, the outside world will say that he is a single man.
Chang'an is trying every possible means to disrupt Northern Xinjiang. Hearing this, I guess he will laugh like a pig.
Therefore, Song Zhen said before that he must not take action.
It's okay if you attack the common people, but if you attack this group of people, you will poke a hole in God...
Yang Xuan can fight against the powerful people in Northern Xinjiang, he just needs to find an excuse.
But he couldn't take action against the Zhao family in Lu County. Once he did, the world's scholars and even the people would be in an uproar.
In the age when scholars were rich, ancient saints like Zhao Zi were god-like beings.
Scholars all over the world will make noises and curse Yang Xuan.
People all over the world will think that Yang Xuan does not respect knowledge and gods.
The Zhao family has been able to exist for many years... To be honest, it is impossible to say that those in power have not thought of taking action against the Zhao family over the years.
But there is no way to do it!
The Zhao family looks like a family, but behind the Zhao family, there is a dense crowd of people standing.
This group of people is called: vested interests!
They have obtained tickets to enter the privileged class through reading, and they will spontaneously safeguard the majesty of the Zhao family.
Facing such a group of people, even a tyrant must be a little wary.
"In ancient times, the wise men in the tribe had the richest knowledge. They would choose one or two people in the tribe to pass on their knowledge. These were the earliest teachers and students."
Yang Xuan didn't scold or get angry, which made Jiang He'er outside sigh in disappointment.
Han Ji was worried that this irritable girl would take action, "How about getting Mr. Lang a cup of tea!"
"Too!"
Jiang Heer went to find a place to make tea.
Finally left.
Han Ji's eyes flashed with excitement, thinking that if he could take this opportunity to win over a few professors from Zhouxue and pick out the thorns, in a few years, Zhouxue would be able to turn Zhouxue into the cradle of officials in northern Xinjiang.
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"In the beginning, words were recorded on tortoise shells and animal bones. At that time, there were countless tortoises and beasts everywhere, so knowledge was accumulated. After the invention of paper, knowledge began to spread."
In the age of oracle bone inscriptions, it was not easy for anyone to be able to read.
In the paper age, the background of scholars has been adjusted downwards again.
In other words, there is a direct relationship between the spread of knowledge and the cost of reading.
If the cost of studying is low, there will be more people studying.
In another world, relatively cheap paper and large-scale training of teachers became catalysts for the popularization of education.
"Today, every state has a state school. Every year, the state school selects several students to go to Chang'an to take the exam, but only a few of them succeed. It is no exaggeration to say that thousands of troops and horses walk on a single-plank bridge. In other words, most students in the state school have spent their entire lives.
None of them have any chance of passing the imperial examination."
In a few words, the origin and development of education are clearly explained, and the current situation of state studies is naturally analyzed very thoroughly.
The vast majority of students will never be able to pass the imperial examination in their lifetime!
Therefore, pots cannot be thrown around.
"Of course, everyone has a sense of luck. Even if I am not good at school, I am not lucky enough to pass the exam. Even if you are in such a situation, then, I want to ask, why study?"
This question was thrown back again by Yang Xuan,
Wang Hou smiled.
Then I felt a chill in my heart, feeling that I was a little embarrassed. If Yang Xuan was scolded and dealt with...
He glanced at Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan's eyes were not on him at all.
Instead, look at...the void!
It seemed that there were countless students there listening to his speech.
To him, Wang Hou is just an insect, not worth spending time thinking about, not even worth being angry about.
"Why study?" Yang Xuan repeated the question, "When studying, the first thing is to understand the truth."
That is to establish the correct three views.
"Reading must be useful. Every scholar's first thought is that I study to be a good person and to be an official. This is understandable."
Wang Hou smiled and raised his hand.
"explain!"
Yang Xuan nodded.
Wang Hou said: "But now that my career as an official has been cut off, there is nothing we can do."
"Yes! Now Chang'an does not allow students from Northern Xinjiang to take part in the imperial examination. Why are we studying?"
Yang Xuan pressed his hands, waited for silence, and continued: "When you study, you must be determined. In other words, why do you want to be an official? Is it for money, to be a superior person, but do you have the heart to serve the country and the people?"
The students were silent.
"Um?"
Yang Xuan snorted softly, "Students who study only to make profits for their family, only to make profits for themselves, and only to run away for their own benefit, what is the use of such students?"
He spoke calmly, but these words were like thunder.
"Mr. Lang!"
Jiang Heer came with a cup of hot tea... God knows where she got it.
Yang Xuan took it and took a sip to moisten his throat. He felt that this secretary was really useful.
Jiang He'er quickly glanced at the students, eagerly looking forward to... who is going to take action!
Hurry!
"With all the focus on running for the imperial examination, who has ever thought about focusing on the present and northern Xinjiang?"
"If you and I are all about serving the country, then I have delayed your way of serving the country. But where is the biggest threat to the Tang Dynasty now? It is in the northern Xinjiang, that is, the Northern Liao Dynasty.
Why should a scholar become an official? He should serve the country. But the country is in disaster in Northern Liao, so why are you going to Chang'an when you are so focused on it?"
Yang Xuan pointed at a student and said, "Tell me."
The student hesitated.
"You don't dare to say it. It's just that Chang'an thinks Yang is rebellious and you don't bother to work for Yang."
The root cause of the students' commotion was Yang Xuan. They felt that it was Yang Xuan who had ruined their Qingyun Avenue.
Yang Ni!
I think this word was mentioned countless times by them in private.
“Northern Xinjiang opens its doors to welcome talents from all over the world, and we are even more eagerly looking forward to our students from Northern Xinjiang.
You have to be down-to-earth and kind. Isn't it good to be an official in Northern Xinjiang? Isn't it good to defend the Tang Dynasty from powerful enemies? You have to go to Chang'an to stir up trouble, and you have to go to Chang'an and get rolled into that sauce vat before you give up?"
Han Ji was very excited when he heard this, "Lang Jun's words are truly shocking!"
"What is rebellion? Chang'an said that Yang is a traitor, but can anyone tell me where I am?"
This is a good opportunity to clear his reputation, and Yang Xuan is full of firepower.
"In Chang'an, the emperor and the noble families fought openly and secretly. After I took charge of Northern Xinjiang, Chang'an wanted to involve our soldiers and civilians in Northern Xinjiang into this fight. They even ignored the threat of Northern Liao and wanted to send some mediocre people to take charge of Northern Xinjiang. Once
If their wishes are fulfilled, what will happen to Northern Xinjiang?"
"Will be destroyed!"
A student raised his head and said with bright eyes.
I thought that all the powerful men hated me. It seems that I was wrong... Yang Xuan felt a joy in his heart.
"Yes, it will be destroyed, but why doesn't Chang'an care?" Yang Xuan pointed in the direction of Chang'an, "Because in their eyes, the world is just a tool to gain profits for themselves.
So what if Northern Xinjiang falls? As long as they can continue their own prosperity and wealth, they don't care even if the whole world falls! It's just a matter of changing the master!"
Boom!
These words were like a bolt from the blue!
Wang Hou's face turned red, "The Duke's words are biased."
But at least 30% of the students raised their heads and looked at Yang Xuan seriously for the first time, even impatiently looking forward to his subsequent speech.
There is still hope for this Tang Dynasty!
Yang Xuan's heart was slowly surrounded by joy, "When Northern Xinjiang went north, overcoming thorns and thorns all the way to gain a large territory for Northern Xinjiang and the Tang Dynasty, Chang'an was afraid. What were they afraid of? What they were afraid of was that their own flies and dogs were watching.
The enterprising Northern Xinjiang suddenly came to my mind...This is not the Tang Dynasty we are waiting for."
"The Tang Dynasty they hope to see should be a big sauce vat. Everyone must follow them and live in this sauce vat, living in a cowardly manner without making progress. Anyone who wants to rush out will be regarded as an alien."
Yang Xuan looked at the students, "Who wants to jump into that sauce vat?"
The 30% of students shook their heads.
Thirty percent was already beyond Yang Xuan’s expectations.
"Northern Xinjiang will not stop marching north because of the noise of those people. This year, I will continue to lead the Northern Xinjiang army in the northern expedition.
Beijiang will continue to develop, and development is inseparable from talents. Whether to go to Chang'an and jump into the sauce vat, or to stay and serve in Beijiang, I think a real man will make a choice that is worthy of his conscience!"
Yang Xuan put down the water glass and said happily: "Now, if you want to go to Chang'an, go out! I will let you go!"
Well!
Wang Hou looked at Yang Xuan in disbelief.
"My lord, is it true?"
Yang Xuan took a sip of tea and said to him: "Get out!"
Wang Hou didn't even take the book, and even ignored the four treasures of the study, he got up and left.
It moves like a tornado.
As if granted amnesty.
When he ran out, the corners of his mouth were even slightly raised.
That stupid guy!
How dare he let me go!
In an instant, the classroom was mostly empty.
Yang Xuan had a smile on his face, "Those left behind will witness history and miracles! Li Wenmin!"
"Duke!"
Li Wenmin came in and looked at Yang Xuan with admiration in his eyes.
Yang Xuan pointed to the students, "First, select students from county schools from various places to supplement the state schools and expand the scale. Second, teach those knowledge."
Li Wenmin had tears in her eyes, "Can we finally start?"
Yang Xuan nodded, "It takes ten years to sharpen a sword. In ten years, my Northern Xinjiang students will shake the world!"
The students don't know what they are talking about.
Li Wenmin walked to the gentleman's seat.
Open your mouth.
"You are blessed to be able to learn what the Duke has learned. I am blessed to be able to teach what the Duke has learned. A hundred years from now, history will surely remember this moment!"
He saluted Yang Xuan solemnly.
"The Duke treats me as a nobleman, and I will do my best."
Yang Xuan returned the gift.
He solemnly said: "I beg you for the future of Northern Xinjiang!"