Mikago

Hongwen Museum?

Ye Zuolan's hair really stood on end.

Of course he had heard of the Hongwen Academy, which was set up in Zichen Palace, Zhongshu Province. It was exclusively for the children of the royal family and meritorious nobles, and its standards were far more noble than Guozixue.

Right now, Tang Ruilang actually has the qualifications to be admitted to the Hongwen Academy. It can be seen that compared with the ordinary Guozisheng, he has a higher status... Maybe he is even a relative of the emperor, and he is as different as the son of a lower-level official .

Ye Zuolan was taught since she was a child that "the distinction between the noble and the humble, the etiquette distinguishes the superior and the humble", now that the "noble" is in front of her, she can't help but get nervous.

It was Tang Ruilang who teased him with a smile: "Why don't you talk again?"

Ye Zuolan lowered her head and only raised her eyes to look at him: "Your uncle seems to have a lot of weight in his words... Is he some famous person?"

Tang Ruilang didn't intend to hide it: "It was the Prince An Le back then, Zhao Nanxing."

Sure enough, they are relatives of the emperor!Ye Zuolan exclaimed in her heart, she didn't know whether to sit or stand.

Seeing his stiff expression, Tang Ruilang made a sad expression on purpose: "Why, do you really hate him?"

Ye Zuolan hastily denied: "King An Le is a great hero who quelled the chaos in Yunmeng Marsh, how could I hate him!"

"Then why do you look at me with such a stiff expression?"

"I..." Ye Zuolan stretched out her hand to touch her face, and explained embarrassedly: "I have never known a noble person like you."

"My lord, are you talking about me? No, I'm nothing at all."

Tang Ruilang waved his hand, and immediately returned to his smile: "Besides, you come here to study, isn't it for the purpose of becoming a marquis and minister and being reused by the court in the future? At that time, you will not only know the real nobleman, but also see the emperor himself Woolen cloth."

emperor?

Ye Zuolan's eyes lit up: "Have you... met the emperor?"

"I've seen it."

"how does he look like?"

"Well, it's quite majestic. The beard is about this long." Tang Ruilang gestured on the neck: "There are a few wrinkles around the corners of the eyes, which are more obvious when you smile."

"Does the emperor often laugh?"

"Maybe. But when I can see the emperor, it's always at the banquet in the palace. It's not surprising that I laugh a lot on that kind of occasion."

Speaking of this, Tang Ruilang asked Ye Zuolan again: "What's the matter, are you still thinking about leaving the Imperial College? You won't be able to see the emperor after you leave."

Ye Zuolan froze for a moment, then shook her head seriously: "I don't want to."

"That's right." Tang Ruilang stretched out his hand and patted the top of his head: "My father always said, don't give up opportunities to people you hate, do you understand?"

Ye Zuolan nodded again, at this time there was a bell ringing to remind the class.

This afternoon, classes in Taixue Hall were still resumed.With the lesson learned at noon, Ye Zuolan no longer took the initiative to talk to others; and other people, including Fatty, seemed to be afraid of something, and no longer took the initiative to trouble Ye Zuolan.

Soon it was time for dinner again, this time Ye Zuolan was still sitting in the seat of the imperial school, but only ate the same meals as the students of the fourth school.Soon after the meal, the sound of drums came from the Drum Tower, which meant that today's second ascension to the hall was about to begin.

The students filed into Vihen Hall as they did in the morning, and retrieved the identity plaques hanging on the wall.When Ye Zuolan took the card, he saw Mr. Hong walking over.

"How about it, did you encounter any difficulties?"

Ye Zuolan shook her head and said, "Everything is fine."

Mr. Hong didn't ask any further questions, but just looked at him with a smile: "You performed very well today. The dormitory is ready, go back and rest early."

Ye Zuolan nodded, and walked out of Weiheng Hall to the north.

When he came in the morning, he was empty-handed. Although he heard that bedding, lamps and candles were all available in the dormitory, he still felt a little uneasy.Fortunately, Tang Ruilang had already led him around here at noon today, so he found his dorm without too much effort.

This is a courtyard house with a courtyard, and there are two houses on the east and west sides and two houses on the north side.The layout is quite similar to Tang Ruilang's house.However, Tang Ruilang monopolizes the entire courtyard, and now Ye Zuolan needs to live in a separate room with several other students from the Four Sects.

This is not what really surprised Ye Zuolan.What surprised him the most was that the candlelight was lit in his dormitory, and a hazy figure was reflected.

Could it be Tang Ruilang?

Ye Zuolan became inexplicably agitated, and pushed the door open in three steps at a time.But he saw that the person under the candlelight turned out to be a servant hired by the family.

The servant was secretly sent by Ye Zuolan's mother, and she obviously expected Ye Zuolan's objection, so she brought a letter from home with her.

Usually at home, Ye Zuolan can't resist her mother the most.This time, he didn't drive away the servant immediately, but secretly made up his mind that when he returned home this ten-day holiday, he must have a good talk with his mother to dispel her worries.

In this way, Ye Zuolan spent his first day studying in the Imperial College.

In the next few days, everything gradually entered the right track.The other two students from the four schools who lived in the same courtyard as Ye Zuolan were still doing their duty, and there was nothing wrong with getting along; he also started to meet some like-minded partners.But what pleased him the most was that the doctors of Taixue had a solid foundation of knowledge and learned a lot from their daily studies.

Looking back now, Ye Zuolan couldn't help feeling ashamed of her impulsiveness on the first day.

It was precisely because of this belated regret that his affection for Tang Ruilang was also growing rapidly.

On weekdays, the two of them often meet to meet each other during their lunch break, talk about interesting things in each other's library, and discuss the doubts encountered when studying the classics; Talk nonsense.

Tang Ruilang was only one year older than Ye Zuolan, but his words and deeds were much more sophisticated, plus he was related to the royal family, and Ye Zuolan soon became extremely admirable.

And Tang Ruilang also seemed to like this smart companion very much, not only pulling Ye Zuolan to talk all day long, but also taking many strange gadgets to open his eyes to him.

A few days later, it was the day of the ten-day test.Although Ye Zuolan only came for a few days, she also got a good grade. She was not only praised by the doctor, but also impressed by her classmates.

After the ten-day trial, there will be a one-day holiday in the Taixue Hall.Students who pass the exam will go to the city to play together, or visit the Huai market outside the west gate of Wubenfang to choose books.However, Ye Zuolan was eager to return home, and led his servants to rush home at dawn.

At home, her parents and elder sister were also looking forward to Ye Zuolan's return, not only asking about her health, but also preparing a table of hot meals.During the dinner, just as he picked up his chopsticks, a large piece of chicken and fish soup arrived. He looked at the chicken for a while, but then gently put down the bowl.

"My child goes to school in the Imperial College, and the food hall is usually provided with vegetables, pickles and dried fish. Now that I see these good fish and meat, I don't know what to eat."

Ye Kaiquan was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed: "As the saying goes, when the heavens will send great missions to the people, they must first suffer from their will, exhaust their muscles and bones, and starve their bodies... Guozi Jiansheng is an example of the scholars of the dynasty. Naturally, you should live a clean and simple life. But you have to understand that this is just a symbol, and it doesn’t really mean that people will eat bran swallows for a lifetime. Especially for children like you, when they are growing up, they should eat more abundantly .”

"My child understands what Daddy means. However, there are still some students who are quite different from others not only in diet but also in life."

Ye Zuolan briefly described the life of the son of the Shaofu Shaojian, and then looked into his father's eyes seriously: "Although you said that the simplicity of the Guozijian students is just a symbol, but living like them, you can really learn something. Is it done?"

Ye Kaiquan put another piece of meat into his son's bowl: "The reason why you are upset is not because you are really worried about their studies, nor is it just because they eat well or live in a more spacious place; it is because they have Yes, neither you nor anyone else, and you don't think you're inferior to them."

"Could it be that 'don't worry about being few, but about being uneven'..." Ye Zuolan muttered thoughtfully, with a seriousness that didn't match her age on her immature face.

Ye Kaiquan looked at his son's little tangle with a smile, and reached out to stroke his head.

"There are many kinds of officials in this world. Good officials will disregard their own well-being for the happiness of others; smart officials know how to balance the interests of themselves and others; only corrupt officials will continue to exploit and bully in order to satisfy their own infinitely expanding selfish desires. Others. Those who are extravagant since childhood, most of them will be greedy, greedy and lazy when they grow up, you can't be with these people."

Ye Zuolan immediately understood what he said. He nodded repeatedly, but then asked the last question: "Since the harm of extravagance and laziness is so great, why don't you ask Daddy to go to the court to clean up the style of study in the Imperial College? Daddy, what do you think?" How about next?"

This time, Ye Kaiquan didn't speak.