Film and Television: Immortality Begins in the Kingdom of Qing

Countless possibilities flashed through Lin Ruofu's mind.

"Let me think about it. The private schools in Nanqing are now quite mixed up."

For some reason, there are no dedicated academies for students.

This is also related to the fact that Nanqing established its nation through military force, while its culture and morality were in decline.

A vast amount of books and knowledge were in the hands of powerful families and clans.

But if a formal academy could rise up.

Wouldn't that mean gathering the new generation of power from the entire capital?

Accompanied by Lin Ruofu's narration.

Lin Gong, standing to the side, stared in astonishment.

At first glance, it seemed like just an academy.

I never expected it to involve so many people.

They had unknowingly played a truly astounding game of chess.

Lin Ruofu stopped and looked at Li Chengxian, asking:

"Your Highness, am I right?"

Li Chengxian nodded and closed the book.

He stood up, put his hands behind his back, and walked to the pavilion, looking at the calm lake.

He opened his mouth and said:

"A single stone can startle a thousand waves; this is no easy task."

But it has to be done, because it involves 60% of my share.

Anyone who dares to stop us, anyone who dares to cause trouble, we'll take them down.

But your thinking is still too simplistic.

Lin Ruofu hurriedly stood up, walked behind Li Chengxian, and bowed.

He shouted:

"I humbly request Your Highness to offer your guidance; this old minister will certainly do his utmost."

"For Your Highness, for the sake of expanding the territory of my Southern Qing Dynasty."

"hehe."

Li Chengxian gave a cold laugh.

"True power is never in the hands of the new generation."

The moment the academy was built, the teachers gathered inside.

That's a truly terrifying force, understand?

Lin Ruofu suddenly realized, but before he could speak, he was already in the mood for it.

Li Chengxian continued:

"You think this is the end of it?"

Why limit your vision to the small city of Beijing?

Since it is my Nanqing's aristocratic academy.

Then it should be spread throughout my Southern Qing territory.

You can imagine what would happen if things continued like this.

Is this academy a behemoth?

In addition, the benefit I mentioned is...

If you can follow in the footsteps of the academy, you can become a senior teacher there.

Or perhaps you, as the dean, feel that you, as the prime minister, are far from truly nurturing talents across the land.

How far is he from becoming the true head of the civil service, the literary sage of Nanqing?

Lin Ruofu felt a wave of dizziness.

Even an ordinary scholar could understand Li Chengxian's words.

Moreover, he is the current Prime Minister of the Southern Qing Dynasty.

If that were true, it would be unimaginable.

Lin Ruofu had never considered this when he entered officialdom.

I will not strive for high office or generous salary in the imperial court, but only for the prosperity of literature and culture in my Southern Qing.

Over the years.

They had long since betrayed their true selves.

I can only reminisce about it in the dead of night.

This is a form of mental torture for anyone who calls themselves a scholar.

Moreover, this was Lin Ruofu, a scholar at the very pinnacle of learning.

He was indeed the Prime Minister of Nanqing, but he was not a great scholar.

This is a very awkward situation.

If we can really get on board this big ship that Nanqing is about to set sail.

Lin Ruofu could not possibly imagine the life he had come to expect.

Is it possible to take it a step further?

At that point, what will we have to fear about having nowhere to live in the future?

Have you ever met that great literary figure from the Northern Qi dynasty? Which emperor would kill him?

Or perhaps someone dares to assassinate him?

That would be going against all scholars in the world.

It's not about power, but about respect.

Thinking of all this, Lin Ruofu's eyes blurred, and tears streamed down his face.

"This old minister is willing to die for Your Highness."

Even if it costs me my life as prime minister!

"Father."

Lin Gong, standing to the side, called out:

"Shut up, don't try to persuade me."

No one should disturb this old man in the slightest.

Otherwise, I will certainly do it.

"We'll fight to the death!"

Lin Gong immediately became anxious.

"Father.

What I really wanted to say was...

Such a large ship.

"Could my child possibly hitch a ride?"

After speaking, Lin Gong bowed deeply to Lin Ruofu.

They almost sent that old man away on the spot.

The style of the painting suddenly changed.

Lin Ruofu almost twisted his back.

Are you kidding me?

Lin Ruofu knew his second son very well.

He couldn't help but roar:

"Take a boat?"

Do you have the qualifications?

How I usually teach you.

The sea of ​​books is boundless.

Work hard on the boat.

This is the great way.

The clouds parted.

But you said something like, "The sea of ​​books is boundless, but turning back is the shore."

I was so angry I almost died on the spot. Get out of here!

Lin Gong immediately wilted.

Snapped.

He slapped himself across the face.

They watched helplessly as a golden opportunity slipped through their fingers.

This is for someone like him who is always willing to get involved in things and gamble on a bright future.

It was no less than a knife being plunged into the heart.

It hurts so much!