When Zhu Anshi saw the self-recommendation card handed over by the academy assistant, he seemed to have encountered something he particularly disliked and did not reach out to pick it up.
He is nearly forty years old, and his qualifications and knowledge are not bad. He relied on his own talent and learning to get up in the right way, so people like Zhang Yu who take the self-recommended path are particularly repulsive.
Liu Guang smiled, took the name card, and sent the somewhat embarrassed assistant away. He took the recommendation letter in his hand and read it carefully, and said: "There is no calendar on it."
Zhu Anshi looked like he had expected it, and said: "People who come from bad backgrounds are like this."
The self-recommendation letter should list your teacher's biography, where you studied in the past, and your professional achievements. But in this recommendation letter, in addition to the most basic four items of name, place of origin, age, and major,
There is nothing left. This shows that the person who came here probably only studied in a private school, or maybe he took a wild path.
Liu Guangdao: "I think the arrival this time may not be that simple."
He handed the name card to Xin Yao who was standing next to him. The female teacher with outstanding appearance and good looks took it and looked at it. She pushed down the glasses on her delicate nose and said lightly: "He
It doesn’t matter what the origin is, we just need to discuss it.”
Liu Guang looked at Zhu Anshi and said: "That's right. Since the academy has arranged for the three of us to be responsible for this matter, then we will only take care of the academic matters and don't have to worry about the rest."
Zhu Anshi said with a serious expression: "I will not let such a person pass." He looked at the name card and said, "Let him wait for now."
After Zhang Yu entered Taiyang Academy, he was led by a palace assistant and sat down in a reception hall. The academy did not embarrass him in this regard and even served him a cup of hot tea.
While waiting, he was also thinking that he studied ancient natural history. If nothing else happened, the academy would arrange for teachers with the same major to debate with him.
It's just that this knowledge requires a long period of accumulation, and most of the people who have achieved success are older and have a high status in the academy. Such people rely on their status and will not come to debate with him.
He is suspected of suppressing the younger generation, so what he needs to face this time is most likely the teachers of the younger generation.
This is more beneficial to him.
Because "rhyme" itself is just a skill, not something extraordinary. For those scholars who are older and have rich experience, its effect is limited.
They usually have complete knowledge, have profound knowledge and insights about people and the world, and are not easily shaken in their hearts. Just like the black-clothed scholar outside the door just now, even if they were affected at first, they would recover as soon as they adjusted themselves.
On the contrary, most young teachers also have an emotional side. They are motivated and more receptive to new concepts and theories. However, they are also easily influenced by external influences. Once their own emotions gain the upper hand, they will lose their rational judgment.
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It's just that he was waiting here, but no one came from the academy, and no one came to change the tea when it got cold. It seemed that he had been forgotten.
Zhang Yu didn't take it seriously. This was a common tactic, just to sharpen his spirit. This approach itself just showed a kind of opposing emotions, but it helped him grasp the psychology of the opponent.
He sat there breathing and breathing, taking pills with him. It didn't matter even if he spent several days and nights here. In fact, it wouldn't be possible, because the academy still wanted to lose face. And he was forced to do so.
If he leaves, then if he publicizes it outside, wouldn't it mean that the academy is afraid of him?
Sure enough, just half a day later, an assistant came over to invite him and told him some relevant matters that he should pay attention to.
He wrote it down carefully, not neglecting any details, and trying to avoid making mistakes if possible.
Following the assistant, we entered a large circular building along the curved corridor on one side.
He had done his homework when he came here. This should be the "Zhen Auditorium" specially designed for young students to give debates and lectures. It is divided into two halls, the front is lower and the back is higher. In the middle is a ramp that starts from the ground and gradually extends upward.
People can walk directly into the inner circular hall from here.
The assistant arrived at the station and said, "Sir, just go inside."
After Zhang Yu thanked him, he walked along the ramp, but he quickly discovered something was wrong.
The spatial layout here is very unique. Anyone who walks in from the outside will face the gazes of people inside the hall from high places, and will feel great pressure in the solemn and solemn atmosphere around them.
In this way, no matter whether they take the initiative or not, people standing in the inner hall will unconsciously feel superior.
This kind of top-down dialogue is not what he wants.
After the other party places his position too high, it is difficult for him to listen to other people's opinions, and it is not conducive to his subsequent plans, so he must try to break the other party's psychological advantage at this moment!
He had a second thought in his mind, and after taking a few more steps, he stopped.
In the Zhen Auditorium, Zhu Anshi is sitting at the highest place in the middle. His face is serious and his hair is neatly combed. Liu Guang and Xin Yao are sitting on the left and right sides respectively. Their expressions are relatively natural and calm.
But when Zhang Yu walked up the ramp, they also saw his almost perfect appearance from a distance, and their hearts were shocked. They couldn't help but think of those immortal portraits hanging in the academy.
At this time, the three of them were surprised when they saw Zhang Yu suddenly standing there motionless. At first, they thought he had stage fright, but then they realized something was wrong. They saw Zhang Yu with his palms together, covering his left and right, facing Zhen
I bowed deeply in the direction of the entrance hall of the auditorium.
Zhu Anshi and the other three were able to become teachers in the academy, and their knowledge could not be faked. From the position and movements of Zhang Yu, they could see that this was a "asking ceremony", an ancient Tianxia ceremony.
In ancient times, sages worshiped each other. Visitors would stand under the door and bow to show their respect. They would wait for the host to return the greeting before entering. Later, it became a courtesy for visiting scholars.
Although this etiquette is rarely used by people now, and even few people have heard of it. But since Zhang Yu has done it, they have to comply. As a teacher of ancient natural history, if he is ridiculed by others,
If you don’t even understand the ancient rituals of Tianxia, what qualifications do you have to sit here anymore?
So the three of them quickly stood up and saluted back.
However, Zhang Yu's actions did not end here. After greeting him, he straightened his body and continued walking forward. When he got to the door, he bowed again, then walked forward, and came directly to the middle of the auditorium, where the big sleeves
Separate, join hands, and bow again!
After these bows, they were solemn, solemn, majestic and respectful. In addition, when he walked over, he paused every step and the jade jade moved, and the three of them suddenly felt a bright summer wind coming towards them!
For a moment, they felt that the person opposite was not a self-recommended student, but a distinguished scholar who came to study.
They could see that this was another ancient Xia gift. In desperation, they had no choice but to get up from their positions and reach a place where they were eye level with Zhang Yu, and returned the salute with solemn expressions.
With this line of etiquette, the relationship between the two parties has undergone subtle changes. Originally, the three of them were on the side of the examination school, but now they seem to be equal to each other.
At this time, Zhu Anshi realized that Zhang Yu was not simple, so he stopped looking down on him. At the same time, he also reflected on whether he had preconceived ideas?
He returned to his original position, thought for a while, and asked: "Junzi Zhang, I wonder who you studied under?"
Zhang Yu said calmly: "The teacher called himself Tao Sheng." This was indeed the teacher who taught him knowledge and taught him the most basic knowledge and etiquette. Without this person, his studies would have been much more bumpy in the future.
None of the three of them had heard of this name, but since the other party knew the ancient ritual of Tianxia, it was most likely that he came from the first group of criminals who followed the army of the Protectorate, so they used a pseudonym.
Zhu Anshi saw that he couldn't ask anything here, so he asked again: "Junzi Zhang meets us today with the courtesy of ancient sages. Doesn't he want to preach ancient Xia classics?"
Zhang Yu raised his head, knowing that the critical moment had come.
Ancient natural history is a very broad subject, and everyone has what they are good at and what they are not good at. Although the three people in front of me are worse than him in some places, they are definitely not as good as him in some places.
But when it comes to learning, sometimes it comes down to the right to speak.
If the Academy is determined not to let him pass in order to protect its reputation, then there is no need to refute him at all, just try to prove that what he has learned is useless and has no actual value to the Protectorate.
For example, the ancient Xia Confucian classics mentioned by Zhu Anshi have long been covered with dust and cobwebs, and few people study it anymore. Even if he can come up with some high-level opinions, it will only win two cheers, and it is impossible for students to study it.
The palace made an exception for him.
But sometimes, he may not need to follow the path arranged by others.
He looked at the three people above him and said: "No, students are not here to talk about knowledge in front of you, but to give you a piece of advice that is related to the safety of the Protectorate!"
Zhu Anshi frowned when he heard this. The respect he had for Zhang Yusheng suddenly disappeared without a trace. Even Liu Guang and Xin Yao were a little surprised.
What is advice? Simply put, it is to provide useful opinions on government affairs above the capital.
But how can these things be understood by just reading a few academic articles?
Even if students and teachers from Taiyang Academy have no experience, it is impossible to serve directly in the Administrative Office of the Protectorate. They need to work as affairs officers in local towns for several years and gain some experience before they can be hired.
Put it in the appropriate position.
How can a young man who has never been an official talk about advice? What can he use to talk about it?
Liu Guang felt that there was a convincing power in Zhang Yu's voice, so he said to Zhu Anshi and Xin Yao: "Zhang Junzi has a bright and powerful voice. Maybe he really has some good ideas that will benefit the Duhu Mansion. I want to
One smell."
Xin Yao looked at Zhang Yu intently, pushed up her glasses, and said, "I agree."
Although Zhu Anshi didn't think that young man Zhang Yu had the ability to give advice, his powerful voice made him feel that he might as well give it a listen, so he cupped his hands and said, "Junzi Zhang, I want to ask for advice.
