Chapter 17 Prohibition of Learning and Dismissal (1)
Xia Yuanlong loved this academy very much. As soon as he entered, he came through a winding corridor. After coming out of the corridor, it was a spacious place with roads extending in all directions and several clusters of flowers planted at the intersections. It was winter, so it was Just plum blossoms orchids and the like. Looking to the west is Sihe Hall where teachers are taught. There is a couplet on the doorpost of the hall, which reads:
If you don’t learn to look at the wall, it will be annoying
He walked into Sihe Hall and sat down behind the westernmost table, facing the seats arranged one after another.
After the academy was built, Xia Yuanlong asked Wei and Yang to consult on the matter of recruiting students, and finally implemented it based on Wei Huai's opinions. Therefore, students in Sihe Academy now have students regardless of their seniority or age. Those who come to listen to the lectures. There are many ordinary people among them, even those who can barely read, can come in and listen to the lectures. If there are those who are tired of learning, they can leave and stay without any restrictions.
Therefore, the academy did not accept breast repairs from students, and all fees were paid by Wei Huai. In one year, it cost fifteen or six taels of silver, but Wei Huai didn't mind and went on with it.
Naturally, Xia Yuanlong taught students here every day. He lectured on books, sometimes quoting scriptures, and sometimes making impassioned speeches, which convinced the students. Gradually, the name of Sihe Academy spread to the streets and alleys of Nanjing, and the common people knew about it. A man named Xia Yuanlong was there to talk about the New Deal. Many people who heard of his reputation came to be his disciples and became their students.
Seeing that Wei Huai was gaining momentum, he gathered the people and spoke loudly about the new policies in the market, criticizing the shortcomings of the imperial court, which immediately stirred up the whole city. When the refugees who had originally fled heard that Wei Huai was preaching reforms, they gathered together without fear of danger. There was a big commotion in the streets and alleys, and people risked their lives to write letters asking for the implementation of new policies.
At first, the officials just ignored it and tried to calm them down with words, but then they dispersed. Later, they became so indignant that when they saw the officers and soldiers coming, they refused to retreat. Some of them were anxious and even threw stones at them. , I was disturbed to learn that the chickens and dogs in the government office were restless.
This made the prefect very angry. He was doing official business in the yamen, but when he heard the group of people still yelling at the door, he lost his mind and couldn't get the official business done. He gritted his teeth and simply threw away his pen. , shouted to the Yamen servant: "Call me Wei Huai!" After saying this, he was shaking with anger.
"You said you have nothing to do to ruin the academy and make friends with those bad friends..." The prefect looked at Wei Huai who was kneeling on the ground and paced while cursing, "If you still want to be your sacrificial wine in the Imperial College, just Let this group of people disperse as soon as possible, and threaten that the country will be peaceful all over the world, and no reform is needed..."
"I can't do it." Wei Huai said firmly.
"Wei Huai, I thought you were the son of Duke Yi Guang, so I came here to discuss it with you. If it had been someone else, I would have dismissed him from the post, right?" The prefect became gentle again.
"Master Magistrate, I am not afraid of losing my position. I can only say one thing: I can't do it!" Wei Huai showed his sharp eyes with an imposing manner.
"Okay, okay." The magistrate flicked his sleeves and said, "If you have the guts, keep doing it!" He let out a 'hum' and walked to the back room.
"Master Prefect, I would like to offer you a heartfelt message: Although our dynasty is still rich, it is already in decline. If we do not reform the laws, the world will undoubtedly be in chaos over time! As a minister, you should think about long-term plans! ...I'll take my leave." Wei Huai walked straight out of the Yamen without expecting any further reply from the prefect.
When he came down from the lobby, the rioting people suddenly stopped moving, and even the officers and soldiers holding sticks stopped.
They all looked at him quietly with the same eyes - admiration.
Wei Huai glanced at the swarming crowd and continued walking on crutches.
People opened a wide road for him.
Wei Huai limped and walked very slowly, and it took him a long time to reach the corner of the road.
"You!" He suddenly stopped and puffed out his chest, "Anyone who dares to fight for injustice is a strong-willed man!"
After that, there was only a staggering shadow left at the corner. Behind him, there was another commotion, and he heard the people say:
"Wei Jijiu said we did a good job!"
Such a well-known scholar inside and outside Nanjing refused to listen to persuasion and openly encouraged the arrogance of the unruly people. This was something no government official would allow. The prefect was so angry that he ordered his servants to prepare their carriages and horses.
Go to Prince Jiankang's Mansion to ask Wan Heshun for an explanation.
The palace is next to the palace, and Nanjing is extremely large, so the prefect walked around the city for half an hour before he arrived at the main entrance of the palace. Speaking of the palace in Nanjing, it was the capital of the previous dynasty and the king of this dynasty.
Seeing the palace's ingenuity and magnificence, he couldn't bear to destroy it, so he considered it a temporary palace. This strategy has been used for generations since then, and it has been a hundred years now.
So the magistrate drove west from the main gate, and after about a hundred steps, he saw the royal palace. He asked the car to stop here.
He walked straight down from the car and saw that the palace walls of the palace were painted red and were wide and tall, nearly a foot high. He couldn't see what was going on inside. He walked up to the two vermilion doors and brushed the leaves on them.
The dust knocked on the dark silver lion's head ring.
In an instant, the person inside opened the door slightly, and it was an old servant. The old man said: "Are you the prefect?"
"Yes. I have something important to meet with Prince Wanjun."
"Follow me."
The old servant led the magistrate in, stepped on the road paved with blue bricks, crossed the intersection, and passed two gates. He saw several stone stairs in front of him. From the top of the stone stairs, he could vaguely see a wooden door across a house.
The indigo-blue forehead railing is decorated with fine patterns, and there is a plaque with gold letters on a blue background that reads "Visiting Hall".
They climbed up the stairs and saw the entire outline of the room, with the door open in the middle. With the light here, they saw a table across the middle of the room, with a cauldron and incense burner on the table, which served as a scroll for paintings on the wall.
Heshun ancestors and other figures; there are flower windows on both sides, which are slightly swayed by the wind.
The prefect slowly walked into the hall. The old man pulled out a dark red sandalwood arm chair and covered it with a gold embroidered cushion. He motioned for the prefect to sit down and said, "I will call the prince." He then walked out of the hall and headed west.
That door is gone.
After only three cups of tea, Wan Heshun came from the west alone, wearing casual clothes and walking into the waiting room with a smile.
"Lord Wan!" The magistrate quickly stood up, looked in front of him and bowed.
"Don't call me Prince. I'm just a conferred king with a different surname. I'm honored by the emperor's favor. How dare I call myself such a person?" He helped the magistrate to his feet.
"What brings you here?" Wan Heshun asked with a smile.
The prefect did not feel that he was friendly, and only saw a hint of sinister look in his eyes.
"The prince may not know... Wei Huai has caused a big trouble outside and is so bold..."
Wan Heshun's brows twitched a little, the wrinkles on his forehead quietly gained an extra layer, and his smile softened slightly.