Are you praising me or derogating me? Meng Xinghe walked over in despair and saw that Mr. Meng was actually planting flowers and plants. This old man is quite leisurely! He glanced at the green plants on the ground and felt they looked familiar, but he couldn't think of them for a moment.
What is it? Out of curiosity, Meng Xinghe asked: "Sir, I don't know what the names of these plants are. They are so lush even in autumn."
He leaned down and observed carefully. Although several plants were still very young, he could see small thorns growing on the edges and veins like bluestone, like a blue sword all over.
Seeing Meng Xinghe observing so carefully, he must be a lover of flowers and plants. Mr. Meng smiled and said: "To be honest, I got these plants from a friend. Even my friend doesn't know their specific names."
Hearing the mystery mentioned by Mr. Meng, Meng Xinghe took a closer look and had some impressions in his mind, but he just couldn't name it. He didn't pursue it too much. There were so many unknown plants that it was normal not to know. Instead, Mr. Meng appeared.
Meng Xinghe was surprised when he was studying in Jiangdu Province.
Isn't this old man the gardener there? Look at how he has taken care of the garden very neatly, just like a modern gardener. He is also planting flowers, weeding, and now nurturing plants. These are clearly the jobs of a gardener. Meng Xinghe
After thinking about it carefully, I feel that this is not possible. Maybe it is because the old man loves flowers and plants and has a weak heart.
Mr. Meng found a basin of water from somewhere and washed his hands, and then put the plant cultivation equipment on the ground into the tool box. He asked in a deep voice: "Brother Meng, have you lost your way? This garden is usually very busy."
Few people come in?"
"Oh - I was passing by here and saw Mr. inside, so I came in to say hello. When Mr. left Taoyuan, the student did not see him off, which was already disrespectful. How can we be rude again when we meet Mr. Meng now?"
He doesn't blush or pant, he doesn't even blink his eyes when he lies, and every sentence is reasonable, which makes people admire him.
This boy is indeed very clever. But even though he lied, the lies are more convincing than the truth. Mr. Meng could only smile in understanding. "I can understand what I mean. Looking at you, I'm afraid you haven't.
Sign up! Hand over the documents and I will register your name for you later. Then you have to study hard in the provincial school. Don't let down Brother Du's expectations. He is still waiting for you in Chang'an.
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"That's right, that's right, scholars should focus on their studies. The teacher teaches, and the students are taught." Meng Xinghe hurriedly handed over the documents, but he already regretted it. Isn't this self-inflicted? How can I get my name if I'm not lost?
None of them reported it. This old man is indeed very deep in the city. He let himself fall into the trap with a little trick. It seems that he will have to be on guard against him in the future.
Mr. Meng took the document expressionlessly. Footsteps sounded in the corridor outside the garden. A group of students in gorgeous clothes stood respectfully outside, with almost no arrogance on their faces. Even Meng Xinghe saw him by the lake the day before yesterday
The arrogant Jiangdu talented man Shang Gongzi was also in the crowd at the moment. There was no trace of arrogance on his face. Instead, he asked in a low voice: "Dean Meng, can the students come in?"
These people are strange. There is no door in the garden, and there is no dog. There is no etiquette when you come in. I didn't force my way in before. Seeing that Mr. Shang is more handsome than me, Meng Xinghe felt uncomfortable.
A flash of lightning flashed through my mind - no, he seems to be called Mr. Meng, Dean, which means that this old man is the boss of Jiangdu Provincial School.
It's sunny. Old Meng is the dean of Jiangdu Provincial School. This is his garden. Of course, you need his permission to come in. Fortunately, Old Meng didn't get angry when I barged in before. Otherwise, I would have packed up and gone home just by his words.
, Meng Xinghe was extremely frightened. It seemed that he would have to be more honest in front of this old man in the future.
Seeing so many students gathered in front of the garden gate, Old Meng didn't ask them to come in for fear of damaging the flowers in his garden. He walked out slowly, and Meng Xinghe followed him out slowly. When they came outside the garden, Meng Xinghe walked out slowly.
The teacher asked in a deep voice: "What do you want? After I finish speaking, I will go back to school to study." His tone was very serious, and he had the dignity of a superior.
The group of students were so cold-hearted by him that they didn't even dare to express their anger. They all pinned their hopes on Mr. Shang. After all, he was the most talented man in Jiangdu City, and Dean Meng would not deliberately target him.
Mr. Shang was recognized by everyone, as if he was the savior who had arrived, and whispered: "Dean Meng, something strange has happened in the college, please go and have a look."
"Something weird?" Mr. Meng frowned immediately. "What's weird? Can you explain it carefully?"
Mr. Shang did not dare to hide it, and his face was extremely frightened as he said: "The college's ancestral hall dedicated to Confucius was innocently caught on fire." After saying this, the students behind him started talking in low voices, and their words seemed to be very panicked. Mr. Shang supported it.
Hold on to the pressure and continue: "My colleagues who saw it said, well...well...it seems to be the underworld fire."
After saying the last two words, Mr. Shang's face turned pale. Kong Sheng's Ancestral Hall is the most respected place among scholars. Now the underworld fire has been ignited inexplicably. It is such an unlucky thing. If word spreads, the whole Jiangdu will be afraid.
Everyone will panic.
When Mr. Meng heard the word Minghuo, his face suddenly darkened. Thinking of something important in his mind, Mr. Meng almost shouted at the top of his voice: "From today on, the provincial school gate will be closed immediately. No one is allowed to go out. If you don't
I will definitely deal with it strictly!"
No one dared to disobey an order. No one thought that Mr. Meng would react like this after hearing the strange things in the Confucius Ancestral Hall. But what everyone is more worried about is what will happen if the fire from the tomb moves into the Confucius Ancestral Hall.
Unknown signs.
As Mr. Meng's order was issued, the entire provincial school immediately became panicked. After hearing about the strange incident, Mr. Meng ran to the Confucius Temple without even a moment's delay. The fearful expression on his face had completely defeated him.
Meng Xinghe realized when he saw all the students rushing to the Confucius Ancestral Hall. What kind of fire is the underworld fire? Once it has ignited, just put it out with water. Don't be so panicked! Don't understand this.
Seeing the panicked expressions of the student and Old Man Meng, Meng Xinghe had no choice but to follow them and decided to go take a look.
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