Lin Gao Qiming

Chapter 422 Scholar

The gatekeeper is an old and decrepit gate, sweeping the floor in front of Minglun Hall—there is only one Lingxing Gate left in the county school, and the front of Minglun Hall still looks a bit like that. The yard looks clean and tidy, but Minglun Hall The roof of the house is already covered with thatch, and there are even small trees growing lush.

The doors and windows of Jinde Zhai and Xiuye ​​Zhai are closed, and there has been no sound of students reading for a long time.The "Government Office" given by Wang is located in the three halls behind Minglun Hall, where he works and lives.The grass in the yard was knee-deep, and vampires were infested.

Wang Ci is a native of Luoyang, Henan Province. He failed in many trials. He only made up a "year-old tribute student" when he was in his forties. Those who don't take Juren can make up one year's tribute when they reach the age, which is regarded as qualified to be an official.This can be regarded as the right path of the imperial examination, but it is not as good as Wu Mingjin's "Jumping for Talents", and can only be a small official such as the county magistrate, discipline, and teaching.

In this way, Wang Ci filled the position of Lingao Jiaoyu, who was an idle official of Leng Cao, with extremely meager salary, which was not as good as the county magistrate's ability to take care of his family.He only brought a family member named Wang An with him to take care of his daily life.

Although the utensils in the house looked worn out, they were still clean and tidy after Wang An's daily cleaning.

Wang Ci slumped down on a bamboo couch, and drank a few mouthfuls of the cold tea prepared on the tea table.Wang An was not in the house, so he probably went somewhere to find extra money—the salary of Jiaoyu was really pitiful, Lingao was a very small county, and the style of writing was not strong, so there was no extra income for Jiaoyu from the county school.The days that the king bestowed on his master and servant were really miserable.

Wang Ci heard that his servant had found some kind of job recently, and he could earn some money every month to supplement the family.He didn't think much about it in the past, but today he suddenly became alert—won't Wang An be working for Australians?

The more I think about it, the more I realize that it is possible. In Lingao City, there are jobs anytime and anywhere, only the thief!He thought that when Wang An came back later, he should ask him carefully.If you are really working for the Kun thief, it is better to tell him not to do it.These people are good at charming people's minds, so don't make Wang An confused.

Thinking of the Australians, Wang Ci could only sigh.The Australian education greatly stimulated him, and Lu Da’s rhetorical question left him speechless-do you deserve to be educated without discrimination?Australians are truly educated without discrimination.

It's just that the Australians teach without discrimination, and they don't teach the Four Books and Five Classics that he is familiar with, and even the words and sentences are written differently.If things go on like this, won't they teach a group of "Australian scholars"?

Wang Ci is not a rotten Confucian. When he asked Wu Nanhai for advice, he asked them to help renovate the school field because he liked their practical knowledge.Unexpectedly, the Australians were so ambitious that they abused vulgar characters, changed the writing style, and even created some self-made "pinyin characters"!It was simply intolerable to him.

We must come up with a way, so we can't let them continue to mess around like this!

Wang Ci was pondering over his ideas when the gatekeeper of the county school suddenly ran in and shouted:

"Master Wang! Master Wang!"

"What's the matter? You're in such a panic, what's the matter!" Wang Ci graciously waved the sleeves of his patched Confucian shirt, and picked up the chipped teacup.

Mending panted, "Kun—Australians come to worship!"

"Ah!?" Wang Ci shook his hand, and the tea splashed onto his lapel.

"Master Wu?" Maybe it was Master Wu, who was in charge of Xuetian, who came to discuss something with him.

"It's not Mr. Wu, it's Mr. Xiong—" Because Xiong Buyou is in the Foreign Business Committee, he specializes in dealing with the county government office, and almost all the county government officials know him.

The Aussie Mr. Bear never came to him in the past.Wang Ci felt strange.Why come to the county school for no reason?He can't sell land here, and there are no yamen servants to send, so the yamen is so cold that it can't be colder.What do Australians see?

Could it be that the conversation I had with Lu Da just now has already been reported to the thief, and this Master Xiong came to look for him, didn't he?Now Wang Jiaoyu panicked.I'm just a scholar, not to mention that the opponent brought soldiers over, it's just a one-on-one fight, considering my physique, I must be the one who suffers.Beatings don't count, gentleness sweeps the floor.

"Just say, master, um, not here."

"This," Menzi wondered, "Master Xiong knows that you are—"

"Did you bring anyone with you?"

"I brought two servants." Seeing that Master Jiaoyu was very alarmed, Menzi hurriedly added, "Master Xiong also brought presents, and he spoke very politely."

Wang Ci heaved a sigh of relief: The purpose of bringing gifts may not necessarily be to beat him up.Quickly said: "Please, please."

Xiong Buyou generously brought his attendants and gifts to the hall.He simply made a bow and reported his name.There are no official titles.The ancients also couldn't figure out what titles such as committee members had been awarded by the Traveling Group.

Wang Ci looked at the man in front of him. He was tall and strong. He was wearing a double-breasted gown of a gangster, with a canvas belt around his waist, and a small green cloth bag on his back.There is a machete straddling his waist.Although he didn't know Xiong Buyou, he had known his name for a long time.I heard that this person brought hundreds of pirate heads into the city and came to the county government to meet Wu Daling last year.From then on, it was always heard that he went in and out of the county government office, and was the chief leader of the Kun bandits' external communication.

"Student Wang Ci, I wonder what Chief Xiong has learned here?" Wang Ci cupped his hands pretending to be calm.

"You are the master of teaching?"

"It's the student." Wang Ci responded carefully.

"I'm really sorry, I've neglected you these days, haha," Xiong Buyou smiled and looked around, "I didn't expect your conditions here to be so bad!"

"The ancients said, living in a shabby room..."

"Let's talk about the things of the ancients later, let's talk about the things of today's people first." Xiong Buyou cut to the chase, "I heard that Wang Jiaoyu has traveled a long way today?"

"That's right, one of the student's protégés donated to the library yesterday. The friendship between teachers and students must be given away in person." Wang Ci heard that he was asking this question, and replied generously.

"I heard that your disciple passed away unfortunately, leaving orphans and widows at home in a difficult situation?"

Knowing even this, the Kun thief is really well informed.Wang Ci nodded, and sighed: "Exactly, leaving a widowed wife and three children in the family, without the person who will support the family, I don't know what will happen in the future. Now the school and the classmates have pooled a funeral ceremony. Now It's about passable."

As for what to do in the future, Wang Ci didn't even want to think about it.This family left behind a small amount of property, and the head of the family was still alive, and some members of the clan came to try to seize it.The home of orphans and widows is sure to suffer.I am a little teaching, and I am a foreigner, so I can't help at all.

"This is our wish." Xiong Buyou took out a white paper package from his bag, "Please pass it on to Wang Jiaoyu."

Wang Ci was taken aback, how did the Kun thief come out?Could it be that this scholar and the Kun thief have contacts on weekdays?I have never heard of it.What kind of funeral ceremony is given to such a stranger.

"How can this be done?" Wang Ci thought to himself, the money is very problematic and must not be accepted, he just shook his hands, "One is a stranger, and the other is that it will hinder the reputation—"

"So, Wang Xunyu still thinks we are 'thieves'?"

Only then did Wang Ci realize that he was telling the truth, and quickly explained: "No, no, the student said: You and my student have never lived together, and now you are an orphan and widowed mother. I'm afraid, I'm afraid If there is a matter of attracting property and destroying people's reputation, please think twice, chief."

That's a decent thing to say.Xiong Buyou didn't pursue further, but he didn't take back the paper bag, he just said:

"This is not what I mean by myself, but on behalf of the entire Australian Group. Since we have lived in Lingao for a long time, this is our hometown. This is to do our best for the scholars in the hometown. Do not want to teach guess."

The tone is very strong.Wang Ci originally wanted to leave in a huff, to show his character as a scholar-bureaucrat, but he looked at Xiong Buyou's staring eyes and the machete in his waist, and nodded slightly:

"This kind of heart, I will metabolize it for her." No matter what, this is also a good deed.Besides, he couldn't see what the thieves could use this orphan and widow.

Xiong Buyou saw that the sour boy took it timidly, and felt contemptuous in his heart.He was originally going to be scolded by the teachings and righteousness, but he didn't expect that the so-called "scholar's character" is nothing more than that.

"This memorial ceremony is a 50-yuan circulation coupon," Xiong Buyou pointed at the paper bag. "When the festival is over, there will be another [-] yuan subsidy every month. Although it is meager, it will probably not be a problem to make ends meet."

Wang Ci was stunned for a while, is there still a monthly subsidy? !My mind didn't turn the corner for a moment, and I was stunned.

"Wang Jiaoyu!" Seeing him in a daze, Xiong Buyou quickly called out.

"Ah? Oh, yes, yes." Wang Ci felt very complicated in his heart. He was happy and worried at the same time. He was so happy that with such a sum of money, the scholar's family would not be starved. If Australians intervene, they will not dare to make mistakes.This family has had the grace of rebuilding.What is worrying is that the Kun bandits' intentions are very obvious. In the past, they showed favor to the ignorant people in the countryside, and then they wooed the officials in the county government. Now, their hands have reached out to the scholars again.Step by step, with careful thought and exhaustive calculations, it is almost worthy of the sentence "his heart can be punished".

Wang Ci now feels that it was a mistake for him to hand over the school field to the Australians—when money and rice can be distributed to the grannies in the fall, won't everyone know that it is the work of the thieves?Thinking of this, Wang Ci was filled with regret.I was really short-sighted, and let the thief stick in for some money.

Xiong Buyou's face turned blue and red when he saw the instruction, but he didn't know what he was thinking.In fact, Wang Ci also overestimated himself. According to the long-term plan of the executive committee, the work of winning over local intellectuals must always be carried out.Regardless of whether there is such a thing as Xuetian.Even scholars in Lingao can't escape.

(End of this chapter)