Son of Heaven Assistance System

Chapter 74 Chapter 73. Poor Scholar
The establishment of the whole family is very interesting, and the whole is very similar to the schools of later generations, especially the universities.

In addition to large landscapes and green plants, the entire ethnology is divided into areas according to functions, mainly including teaching areas, martial arts areas, board and lodging areas, communication areas, and some transitional functional areas at corners and corners, which are quite a blend of ancient and modern. Feel.

But Jing Wu was not in the mood to travel at all at this time, she followed Bai Jiyuan in the ethnology for nearly half an hour, but she didn't see a single person.

At first glance, the empty ethnology makes people feel extremely leisurely, but Jing Wu's heart is getting tighter and tighter.

You know, before the storm comes, it is also quiet and peaceful.

At this moment, Jing Wu and the two are walking to the classroom where Bai Jiyuan usually attends class.

Bai Jiyuan happily introduced to Jing Wu the seating arrangement in the hall.

"Jing Wu, look, this is the place where Mr. Li gives lectures on weekdays, now, this is where I usually sit, and Ji Yi sits there... Also, here is..."

Bai Jiyuan was introducing it vigorously, but Jing Wu suddenly interrupted, "Can you stop wasting your time, I'm not here to visit."

While speaking, the person has retreated to the entrance.

Bai Jiyuan's eyes darkened instantly.

Laughing at myself, there is really no way, she is still a little girl who is not enlightened, but she is still very smart!

"Is there any place we haven't been to? Let's leave quickly!" Jing Wu stood at the entrance and urged Bai Jiyuan, who was facing the room.

Bai Jiyuan turned sideways helplessly, and was about to walk towards the door.

But when his eyes skipped over Jing Wu and saw the approaching person behind Jing Wu, he subconsciously stopped.

Bai Jiyuan's expression froze instantly, his brows slightly frowned.

"Why are you here? Today is a holiday, no one notified you?" The tone was very cold.

Of course, Jing Wu would not be so stupid as to think that Bai Jiyuan was talking to her at the moment, and when Bai Jiyuan's expression changed, she also felt someone approaching from behind.

She turned her head, and saw a man in his twenties, dressed as a scholar, standing two meters outside the door. The man looked ordinary, but he was extremely tall, not burly, but not weak either.

At this moment, the man was bowing to Bai Jiyuan respectfully.

"Zhu Zhisong has met the Sixth Young Master."

After the ceremony, Zhu Zhisong spoke back to Bai Jiyuan.

"In the early morning, someone from your family came to inform, but Song had a half-finished article yesterday, and he really couldn't let it go. After thinking about it, he came here anyway, thinking about finishing the article."

Zhu Zhisong's attitude is respectful, but not cowardly.

If he looked at her momentarily before saluting Bai Jiyuan, Jing Wu might feel that this is a humble scholar who is neither humble nor overbearing, and has a certain amount of advance and retreat.

Although it was only a moment before she looked away, Zhu Zhisong looked at her with obvious contempt, which really made her uncomfortable.

It's just a look, Jing Wu is not easy to get angry, she can't suddenly get angry, and then say "what are you looking at?", but she still secretly remembers the name "Zhu Zhisong", thinking whether to let her father give him the name "Zhu Zhisong" Wear a pair of shoes, vent your anger or something.

At this time, Bai Jiyuan had already come to the front.

He continued to speak indifferently to Zhu Zhisong.

"Take half of your article and go home to work on it. There is something going on in the clan today, so you'd better not wander around."

After speaking, he turned his eyes sideways again, and said to Jing Wu in a slow voice, "Let's go".

So he bypassed Zhu Zhisong first and walked outside.

Jing Wu was two steps behind, closely followed Bai Jiyuan, and left together.

When the two of them walked about a hundred meters, Jingwu, who was small, had short legs and was in poor physical condition, couldn't help it anymore.

Although she had walked a hundred meters, Jing Wu was still two steps behind Bai Jiyuan at this time, and she even had to trot to barely keep up.

"Bai Jiyuan, why are you so nervous, can you walk a little slower!" Jing Wu growled, and then kept panting.

Only then did Bai Jiyuan realize that he was walking a little too fast.But his footsteps still didn't stop, but slowed down a bit, roughly at the speed that Jing Wu could keep up with by walking a few quick steps.

"Jing Wu, let's go, I'll take you to find the butler, it's really bad luck, how could you meet this guy."

Bai Jiyuan urged Jing Wu, and Jing Wu heard that he was finally going to take him to find his father.

Although feeling extremely tired, she still gritted her teeth and persisted.

The two walked quickly again for about a cup of tea, when Jing Wu was about to collapse and couldn't lift his feet, Bai Jiyuan stopped.

Jing Wu also stopped, panting, and looked around by the way.

The place where they are now is a bit similar to the place where she first entered ethnology, and it is also surrounded by bamboo forests.But it should not be the same place, there is only a stone table and four stone benches here.

Bai Jiyuan first randomly found a stone bench and sat down, then patted another stone bench beside him, signaling Jing Wu to sit down.

Although Jing Wu was suspicious, he still moved with difficulty and sat down beside Bai Jiyuan.

After panting hard for a while, Jing Wu regained the ability to speak.

"I...where's my dad?"

Bai Jiyuan didn't say anything, but pointed behind Jing Wu.

Jing Wu turned his head and looked carefully for a few seconds, only to find that there was a round arched hole hidden behind the bamboo forest.

"you sure?"

"Well, I guess I can't be wrong."

Jing Wu suddenly widened his eyes, raised his voice, and couldn't help saying, "Guess?"

Cooperating with you, young master dog, you have been sneaking me all the way without a clear answer?
Bai Jiyuan looked innocent. "No guess, no one told me, it's like you don't know anything, who do you think will come and tell me?"

Without waiting for Jing Wu's reaction, Bai Jiyuan frowned and suddenly became serious.

"Although it's a guess, it's probably close to ten. Jing Wu, you sit down. Before going in, let me tell you about my guess. You sit down."

"You know, apart from my Bai family, most of this family studies are people with foreign surnames. In the past, those with foreign surnames were all students from poor families funded by the Bai family. Thanks to the favor of the Bai family, the atmosphere of ethnology is relatively harmonious."

Jing Wu lightly said "um", not understanding why Bai Jiyuan suddenly said this, isn't this well known?

Bai Jiyuan continued, "However, under the operation of my father three or four years ago, after Mr. Duan, the head of the ethnology, became a Zhongzheng official, everything changed. In just one month, there were more people in the ethnology There are many children of small and medium families, and then there are many small conflicts, and that Zhu Zhisong is the one who will enter the Bai family school."

"Isn't he from a poor family?" Jing Wu couldn't help but interrupted Bai Jiyuan.

Bai Jiyuan shook his head, "He's not. His ancestors were officials, but they just fell into decline, but he can still eat and wear clothes, have books to read, what kind of poor family. A real poor family scholar, that's three If you don’t eat well, if you don’t study, you will be planted in the soil all year round.”

"In the beginning, when Mr. Duan became a Zhongzheng official, those poor students were very happy. If their husband became a Zhongzheng official, they would have more advantages than other poor students. However, Mr. Duan, He cherishes his reputation dearly."

"He doesn't want to be said to be partial to his students, so he is very scrupulous when deciding on Xiangpin."

"Three years ago, among the many students from poor families, few could be rated as 'middle and lower'. This year, it is even more exaggerated. The children from poor families in the ethnology are all inferior, but those from small and medium families are the worst. But there are also 'Zhong Zhong' and so on."

Jing Wu was stunned, under the nine-rank Zhongzheng system, students were divided into upper, middle and lower classes, and each class was further subdivided into upper, middle, and lower, a total of nine ranks.

If you want to be an official, you have to be in the middle school at the very least. What Mr. Duan has done is simply cutting off the way for poor people to become officials.

However, those children from middle and small literati families who came in halfway took advantage by virtue of their family background. In this case, conflicts were inevitable.

Bai Jiyuan pursed his lips, "Mr. Duan, it was my father who helped me up. Those from small families entered the ethnology of my Bai family. If the bamboo basket fetches water in vain, no matter how great a favor is, it will turn into hatred... "

(End of this chapter)