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Chapter 209: The fateful encounter in history

In order to resolve the awkward atmosphere, the primary school student said to Feng Zhixian without any words: "I saw everyone gathered here today. What's the reason?"

Feng Zhixian was also eager to change the topic and quickly replied: "The leader of the new governor has sent the red ticket and is scheduled to enter the city in two days!

The two county offices in the city have to welcome the new governor, and various inauguration ceremonies have to be held, so we gathered here to discuss."

Qin Dewei suddenly understood, no wonder he was not notified. It is estimated that everyone in the county government knew that he was too lazy to worry about such procedural red tape.

"Who is the new Governor?" Qin Dewei asked again.

Feng Zhixian replied: "As I mentioned to you before, Yan Song, who was promoted from the Imperial Academy to Jijiu, is from Jiangxi."

Qin Dewei sighed, Yan Song had indeed come to Nanjing for gold plating, but although the general direction of history had not changed, the small details had been changed by himself.

According to the original impression, in history, Yan Song's arrival in Nanjing for gilding should have started as Minister of Rites, and then he was promoted to Minister of Rites in Nanjing. Five years later, Xia Yan entered the cabinet, and Yan Song returned to Beijing to take over as Minister of Rites.

Seeing Qin Dewei's lack of interest, Feng Zhixian felt a little strange, so he stepped aside to talk alone, and asked directly: "Yan Song and Uncle Da Zong are close friends from the same hometown, and they are starting to gain momentum again. You didn't want to find an opportunity to get close to each other?"

According to Feng Zhixian's understanding, Yan Song is considered "one of his own". It's rare to have one of his own. Why is your Qin Dewei's attitude so indifferent?

Qin Dewei was speechless. How serious would he be to be close to Yan Song? Just hide as far away as you can!

Bian Yi said sternly: "In the past few months, I will study behind closed doors and not interfere with foreign affairs. This is the right way to be a human being. Besides, I have no interest in making friends with powerful people!"

Feng Zhixian nodded after hearing this, first expressed his agreement, and then asked: "Then what is the truth?"

Qin Dewei secretly lamented that this Mr. Feng is not easy to fool. "To be honest, in fact, the most important thing in life for me is loyalty. As long as Mr. Feng is still in Nanjing, I will only recognize Mr. Feng! How can others do anything to me!"

Feng Zhixian was very moved and argued again: "What about Wang Da Sima?"

Qin Dewei had nothing to say, so he turned around and left, shouting: "Master Feng, if you say one more word, I will transfer my household registration to Shangyuan County!"

After leaving the county government office, Qin Dewei felt relaxed. No matter what the outcome was, at least he no longer had to worry about it.

After that, Qin Dewei deliberately delayed for a few days before going to Mr. Zeng and telling him about the failed name change.

Although Zeng Mian regretted it, there was no reason to force it. He also knew that there were actually ways to work around it.

For example, if you move your household registration to Jiangning County, you can merge with Qin Dewei. But a smart person like Qin Dewei deliberately doesn't mention it, so he definitely doesn't want to.

How can a Jinling primary school student and the father of Jiangdong’s Little Overlord be so easy to be? Besides, it’s already the end of September, and I’m about to leave for Luo, so I don’t have time to waste time on this matter.

The most urgent task is to help my son settle the matter with the Spring and Autumn Classics teacher before leaving.

Speaking of scholars in Nanjing, there are too many people who want to be teachers of primary school students, especially those with bad intentions, but there are really too few people who write the Spring and Autumn Classics.

Zeng's father was very conscientious and conscientious. He visited a lot of places in the past few days, taking into consideration both knowledge and character. Finally, he asked a person from the same year of the provincial examination to introduce him and found an old scholar in his fifties.

This person's name is Wang Yijing, a rare person who manages the Spring and Autumn Classics. Although he does not have a great reputation, he has a good reputation, solid knowledge, and upright character.

In particular, this person is very low-key. He only earns a living by teaching and keeps a clean mind. Unlike the group of people like Old Man Gu from Qingxi Club, who live in entertainment all day long, which makes people worry that they will lead their cheap son astray.

Qin Dewei always felt that this old gentleman's name sounded familiar. Logically speaking, such an old scholar should not be a historical celebrity. How could people like Wen Zhengming be everywhere?

"My friend has already arranged it with help. Tomorrow you will come with me to visit the old gentleman and bring the gift of repair!" Zeng's stepfather told Qin Dewei.

Qin Dewei asked: "Where does Mr. Wang live?"

Zeng Mian replied: "Outside Jubao Gate, over there in Changqianli."

Qin Dewei frowned and muttered subconsciously: "It's a bit far."

Zeng's stepfather finally understood why Feng Zhixian always clenched his fists when discussing his children's education with Feng Zhixian, and even wrote and gifted him a large picture on the spot: A filial son emerges from a stick.

Is it easy to find a suitable teacher? How dare you be picky?

Changganli outside Jubaomen, yes, it is the Changganli that often appears in poems. It is almost in the southernmost part of Jiangning County, and Qingxi, where Qin Dewei lives, is in the northwest corner of Jiangning County.

Qin Dewei calculated silently and found that the distance between the two sides was about four or five kilometers. It would take an hour to walk one way and two hours to go back and forth.

Xu Miaoxuan, who was standing next to me, quickly advised me: "How can you be afraid of hard work when studying? It doesn't matter if you spend an hour on the road every day. It just so happens that you can recite the classics silently while walking."

After looking at his stepfather's face, Qin Dewei, who predicted the risk of being beaten, quickly said: "Okay, okay, let's go and have a look tomorrow. Maybe the old gentleman still doesn't like me!"

The next day, Qin Dewei met Zeng's father. Originally, he wanted to be lazy and hire two sedans, but Zeng's father insisted on walking with him to have a heart-to-heart talk.

Half an hour later, the two of them left Jubaomen and came to Changqianli, where they found the private school opened by Mr. Wang.

The old gentleman greeted him at the door of the hall, and Zeng's stepfather took a few steps forward. Both of them saluted and returned the greeting happily.

The lazy Qin Dewei stood behind Zeng's father and glanced at the plaque casually. He was used to looking at the inscription first, and when he saw it read "Brother with the Flag", he was stunned for a moment.

After Zeng's father and the old gentleman had finished their ceremony, he turned around and saw that his son was distracted for some reason and hurriedly pulled him a few times.

Qin Dewei pushed aside his stepfather who was in the way, stepped forward and saluted Mr. Wang: "I'm a junior in school. I'm going to pay homage to you. Please be included on the wall and come to study from tomorrow!"

Zeng's stepfather: ""

How could he suddenly be so enthusiastic when he was so reluctant before coming here? Why does this bastard son's face change so suddenly?

Mr. Wang is a gentle and gentle old scholar. After receiving the gift of repair, he asked Qin Dewei a few questions about his knowledge, and the matter of becoming a disciple of Chunqiu was finalized.

After coming out of the private school, Qin Dewei sighed to his stepfather: "Master, you brought me here, it is really a historical fate."

Zeng’s father finally couldn’t bear it anymore: “Can you speak human language!”

But it's really hard for Qin Dewei to explain this person's words.

The inscription on the plaque reads "Brother Yiqi", which means that Mr. Wang Yijing has a younger brother named Wang Yiqi. Just by looking at the style of their names, you can tell that they must be brothers.

As for who Wang Yiqi is, after the historical Governor of the Three Sides, Marshal Zeng, was beheaded in Xishi, it was Wang Yiqi who was re-elected as the Governor of the Three Sides and stabilized the situation and blocked the Northern invaders.

Today Marshal Zeng brought his cheap son to Wang Yiqi's younger brother's private school. Isn't this a fateful encounter in history?

Qin Dewei also often reads the news in the newspaper. In his impression, Wang Yiqi should be the right minister of the Ministry of War now? The right minister of the Ministry of War is a private school run by his younger brother. Is there any reason not to become a disciple?

It can also be seen that after Zeng's stepfather entered the officialdom, even without his own help, the speed of promotion in the original historical time and space was almost ridiculous.

A scholar became the Governor-General in more than ten years, and the current right minister of the Ministry of War had to take over the post of his stepfather after more than ten years.

If there was no risk of thunderstorms, Qin Dewei might have been lying down long ago.


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