Perhaps he saw that Xie Xin was not interested in this topic, so Pang Degong did not continue.
The three of them were polite, and Sima Hui looked at the more than 20 students and couldn't help but ask: "Xiannephew, are these your disciples?"
"It seems that my nephew has forgotten about it. In fact, the purpose of coming here this time is not only to pay a visit to my uncle, but also to let the disciples from both sides communicate. I wonder if it is convenient for my uncle?" Xie Xin replied apologetically.
"Haha, what did you think it was? This is easy. My nephew, you are just tired of traveling and traveling. How about taking a day off and communicating again tomorrow?" Sima Hui stroked his beard and smiled.
"Everything is just as arranged by uncle!" Xie Xin, as a guest, naturally did not dare to make the decision.
That night, Xie Xin took the students and stayed at Shuijing Villa. But those students actually left the Villa after two o'clock in the afternoon.
"They are all descendants of nearby aristocratic families, and they are transported by carriage. I think they sleep more soundly in their bed than in a simple little village like mine?" Sima Hui shook his head gently and explained to Xie Xin.
Sima Hui was a famous scholar, and he even served as the priest of Yingchuan Academy. In the Han Dynasty, his status was comparable to that of Li Ying, Lu Zhi and others. If you study under his name, even if it is just in name, your future achievements will be great.
In fact, this is also a tragedy of this era. If a scholar does not have a good mentor, you can imagine the difficulties in his official career.
But for example, if Gongsun Zan and his like took Lu Zhi as their disciple, their career would be relatively easy. If he had not disagreed with the political ideas of Liu Yu, the governor of Youzhou, he would have been able to go further.
Family background + inheritance of celebrities = a smoother career. I don’t know when this formula appeared. And starting from this formula, in fact, even the scholars of the Han Dynasty could not escape this strange circle.
Without the obstruction of these students, the villa will be much empty, which can be used to accommodate these students.
It's just that the environment here is a bit worse than when it was at Huaxia Academy or a private school. I don't know if these students can adapt to it.
This letter of thanks is unknown, because he was pulled over by Sima Hui before dawn and held a candle to talk at night. And Pang Degong was naturally by his side.
At the same time, Pang Degong also introduced a young man to Xie Xin, that is, his son Pang Shanmin. In fact, this time Pang Degong came to Shuijing Villa to wait for his son to come over and go through the enrollment procedures.
This is not to say that Sima Hui's teaching level is better than Pang Degong, but they both have their own strengths. If Pang Shanmin can stay at Shuijing Villa for a while, it will be of great benefit to the growth of his knowledge.
Sima Hui also lets a few satisfied students go to Pang Degong for a year and a half every year to enrich their knowledge. After all, if a student relies solely on one college for training, the knowledge and ideas he gets will be too one-sided.
, it is impossible to make him a truly outstanding talent.
In fact, Xie Xin is also considering whether it would be better to send students with good grades in the school to Yingchuan Academy, Shuijing Villa and other places every few years to study for a year and a half.
Pang Shanmin paid a visit to thank him, chatted with the adults for a while, and then returned to the room to rest with the permission of the three of them. Now that he was only eight years old, he couldn't resist the sleepiness.
After a night of communication, Xie Xin walked out of the reception room with dull eyes.
It's not that I didn't get enough sleep, but I was mentally exhausted.
As elders, Sima Hui and Pang Degong were not at all sympathetic to this younger generation. Instead, they put him on the same level to talk. Therefore, many topics were very difficult for Xie Xin. After one night, although they were not considered
Tired, but mentally depressed.
After breakfast, the exchanges between students began.
When the students were communicating, Xie Xin also paid attention to see if he could discover the inheritance of Shuijing Villa.
It's a pity that after listening for a long time, he found nothing. According to his idea, maybe the inheritance here is too advanced, or the things involved are too profound, so with his level, he still can't detect it.
In desperation, he could only hope that the students could obtain the inheritance. But before that, he had to have a war of words with Sima Huilai.
The verbal battle between the two did not last long, and the content was not exciting. Sima Hui probably wanted to test Xie Xin's true level, so he did not use skills and blessings at all, and simply used offense and defense to fight the enemy. In the end, he almost died.
, just ran away, the whole verbal battle was legendary and boring.
"My good nephew has also worked hard, but his understanding of the classics is not enough and needs to be improved!" After the verbal battle, Sima Hui said to the thank you letter with a smile.
Only then did Xie Xin realize that the previous verbal battle was actually Sima Hui's test for him.
"You've made a fool of yourself!" Xie Xin blushed and bowed to Sima Hui.
"Haha, my nephew is still young and there is still a lot of room for development. But you must know that there is no end to learning. Even if you don't plan to become an official, it is good for you to learn more knowledge." Sima Hui warned with a smile.
"Boy, take a lesson!" Xie Xin naturally had no choice but to accept it obediently.
The verbal battle ended like this. Xie Xin originally thought that it would not be included in the mission at all, but when he checked the system, he actually found that this verbal battle was still included in the four verbal battles.
I just don’t know if the level of prizes will drop due to Sima Hui’s negligence.
What was the prize? He didn't plan to read the thank you letter immediately because Sima Hui had already pulled him aside to continue discussing some issues.
For Sima Hui's questions, they were either too profound or too difficult to understand. Xie Xin could only choose answers that he could handle. But often without paying attention, he seemed to tell some of the governance of later generations, even if a sentence was incomplete.
The incompleteness also made Sima Hui's eyes light up.
As time went by, Xie Xin gradually lost interest in communication and slowly turned his attention to the students. Sima Hui also noticed this, so he also began to taste the tea leaves that Xie Xin paid tribute to.
In the past three years, whether it was Li Ying, Xun Shuang or Sima Hui, as long as there was stock in the thank-you letter, he would send some over, which can be regarded as a bit of filial piety from the younger generation. This time when I went south, I happened to bring some, so-called gifts.
These relatively rough roasted teas are also very popular among the three families. Under normal circumstances, they only brew some when entertaining guests or when they really want to drink. I don’t know when it started, but this kind of good tea has been among the upper floors.
It has been widely circulated, but unfortunately the three families of the origin are tight-lipped, leaving outsiders unable to do anything.
The exchanges between students are still going on. The students brought by the thank you letter this time are all slightly older and have been enrolled for a long time, so although it is still a little difficult to communicate with each other, there is generally no problem.
However, during the communication process, Xie Xin discovered that there were two students staying silently in the corner, but they did not come forward to communicate.
And after Xie Xin observed carefully, he found that the appearance of these two people did not seem to be Han Chinese!
In fact, it was because of this that the students Xie Xin brought did not take the initiative to go over and say hello to them.
"My nephew has discovered it?" Sima Hui had been paying attention to the letter of thanks, so he said with a smile.
"Those two students are..." Xie Xin asked curiously.
"They are Yue people and live in Jingnan. They are also the only two students staying in this villa." Sima Hui replied calmly.
"Yue people?! Aren't the Yue people all barbarians?!" Xie Xin couldn't help but ask.
"Indeed, they were barbarians many years ago, but it cannot be denied that they are also living people, right? What's more, with the arrival of the Han people, the Yue people have begun to live with the Han people. Many Yue people have walked out of the mountains and forests and become our majority.
Han people." Sima Hui replied calmly.
"Isn't there a saying that says, 'Those who are not of my race must have different hearts'?! What's more, three years ago, the Yue barbarians raised their troops to rebel!" Xie Xin said in surprise.
"Actually, everyone just clung to this sentence, which led to this ending." Sima Hui sighed, then picked up the teacup and took a sip.
After he put down the tea cup, he slowly explained: "The Hu people are like the Chinese, and the Chinese are the same. They have become the people of the Han Dynasty. As long as you teach them patiently and treat them fairly. They have food and shelter, and everything is better than living in the Han Dynasty."
Is it comfortable in the deep mountains and old forests?
In fact, since the Yue people became Han people, the people still did not regard them as the same Han people. Where the Yue people lived, the appointed officials were mainly Han people. And they, the Yue people, not only had to bear heavier responsibilities
They had to pay more taxes and do more corvée.
It is precisely because of this that there are still many Yue people who have not planned to leave the mountains and forests and come to settle in our Hanzhou County. In recent years, corrupt officials have become rampant, and the Yue people who were originally unable to live are even more miserable. They have no choice but to
They can only escape into the mountains, become mountain bandits, or even raise an army to rebel.
In the final analysis, they will rebel because they were forced out by the Han people. As for us Han people, if those officials continue to oppress us like this, who can say for sure whether we will come to Chen Sheng Wu Guang, Red Eyebrows Green Forest again in the future?"