Climb the ladder.

Jia Huan walked on the steps, step by step.

He remembered the moment when he went back and forth between the academy and Jiafu that day. Every time he returned to Jiafu, his situation would improve.

I remembered that he went to Mr. Longjiang's literary meeting with his senior brother and the mountain chief.

remembered that when there was a flood that day, he pulled Han Xiucai and ran to the academy. Thinking of his brother-in-law Lin Xinyuan jumping out and crying, thinking of the senior brother rushing out worriedly.

Thinking that the monstrous flood receded, he walked down with his classmates and teachers to greet Qiao Rusong and Zhang Sishui, who came back from transporting grain.

Walking on this familiar step, looking back, it has been thirteen years. In the flick of a finger! Mountain chief, I'm back.

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In mid-April, more than 80 students gathered at Wendao Academy. Most of the people followed Luo Xiangyang to Dongzhuang Town to meet Jia Huan. At this time, they all heard the news, led by Luo Hong, in front of the ruin-like main gate of the academy, facing Jia Huan.

Jia Huan bowed and saluted, "Hello Mr. Luo." ”

Luo Hong's eyes were slightly red, he endured the emotions in his heart, took two steps forward, held Jia Huan's arm, and said with emotion: "Ziyu, it's hard work." ”

When Luo Hong was studying in Jia Huan, he was known for his poisonous tongue and often sarcastically mocked students. After he followed Han Xiucai to make trouble and was banned from the imperial examination, he restrained his temper and taught Mengtong in Jiafu.

On 14 March, when the Prison Chinese Association Houshan, Mr. Ye, and Senior Brother went to the execution ground, he wept bitterly and did not dare to go to the West Market to watch.

At this time, goodbye Jia Huan, thousands of words, gathered here, are three words! He knew what Jia Huan had done for the Academy. It is a very difficult road, just like the dangerous road of Huashan. If you are not careful, you will be crushed.

Jia Huan sighed with emotion in his heart, pursed his lips, and said, "Mr. Luo is too." I have received the holy decree, the chief of the mountain: Wenzhong. The academy is unsealed! Mr. Ye has a son in the country. The same is true of Mr. Jiang and Mr. Wu. The widow of the posthumous elder brother is the lady of the Sixth Grade. The decree will come soon! ”

The crowd resounded with a burst of relieved, muffled cheers. Everyone spoke out and talked one after another, expressing their joy: "Good! "Thank you." "As it should be!" This is the official conclusion to the mountain chief and to the academy. This means that the reputation of the college has been restored and it can continue to be founded.

The voices of the crowd echoed on the slightly empty, silent hillside, in the razed and flattened academy. Echoes in this lonely, decaying town. But, at this time, in front of this mountain gate, it seems that something is awakening!

This spirit is the half of the spirit that Jia Huan Yongzhi recited after the flood in the ninth year of the academy, with his teachers, friends and classmates of the academy, walking down the steps: just classmates are young and in their prime. The scholar is angry and scolds Fang Xuan!

Luo Hong nodded with satisfaction, "Okay." ”

The nickname is the definitive conclusion of a person's coffin. The Ming Huidian once made clear provisions on the nickname. With the word "Wen" as the first word, the highest level is Wenzheng. The second ones are: Wenzhen, Wencheng, Wenzhong, literature, etc.

Zhou Suiming system. It's a good thing. The chief of the mountain is the minister of the country. Loyalty to the country and the people can be demonstrated. Died of exhortation. If it weren't for Jia Huan's success in raising troops, most of them would have been to befriend a sympathetic one: sorrow.

At this time, the rest of the people also came to pay their respects. Luo Xiangyang introduced the youngest son of the mountain chief, Zhang Chengqian, and other immediate family members.

Jia Huan solemnly responded one by one, accompanied by all the students and the children of the academy, and walked into the mourning hall to serve the late three incense sticks for the teachers and friends.

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In the middle of the night in early summer, a row of makeshift red brick houses behind the side of Minglun Hall are lit up. Frogs chirp and insects groan. With Jia Huan taking control of the power in Beijing. Its landmark event is: King Yan ascends the throne! Conditions here at the academy were rapidly improving.

The magnates who wanted to curry favor with Jia Huan, who were not qualified to visit Jia Huan, donated a large amount of silver dollars and materials to the academy. Due to the short time, the plan of the college has not been determined. No large-scale civil construction was carried out.

In the tiled house closest to Minglun Hall, Luo Xiangyang, Luo Hong, Yao Wei, Du Hong, and four or five junior disciples of the academy are here.

Today, Jia Huan brought accurate news, and the matter of the burial of the mountain chief and the rebuilding of the academy will be prepared.

The matter of burial, by this time, is basically decided. The coffin of the chief of the mountain will be buried in his hometown and offered incense by his descendants. The mountain chief is a native of Lingshou County, Zhending Prefecture, Beizhili. The academy should build a mound here. The same is true of the elder brother!

The eldest brother is a native of Miyun County, Shuntian Prefecture, Beizhili. His parents are there. And the widow Wei Yun will take a son and a daughter of the senior brother to study here in the academy.

Zhang Chengjian's coffin followed the mountain chief back to his hometown for burial. Mr. Ye's hometown is in Fujian. The road is far away, and he will be buried in the academy. The same is true of Mr. Jiang and Mr. Wu. For the disciples of the academy to worship.

Luo Xiangyang is presiding over the design, scale, and list of attendees of the Protocol. During the discussion, he asked, "Ziyu is still in the mourning hall?" ”

Yao Wei nodded, and said with a little worry: "I didn't eat dinner." After he and Du Hong were released from prison, they were busy re-cleaning the Xianheng Commercial Bank and fighting lawsuits with people.

Earlier, the administrative power of Dongzhuang Town was taken away by Wanping County. Now, the tax and administrative powers are back in the hands of the Xianheng Commercial Bank.

Luo Hong was wearing a cyan Lan shirt with a soap strip soft towel on his head, and his voice was slightly hoarse, and he said, "Changwen went to ask Ziyu to come out?" The mountain chief and Brother Wentai have spirits in the sky, and they will not blame Ziyu. He knew that Jia Huan was blaming himself for not protecting them.

Several eyes fell on Luo Xiangyang. Luo Junzi shook his head lightly and said, "Ziyu has never said it, but he regards the mountain chief as a father in his heart. Let him be alone! ”

Several people in the hall sighed softly.

The academy was reborn, and all kinds of waste were revived. It's time to forge ahead. However, the price of this nirvana is cruel, not to say that the page will be turned over! The emotions in the heart, the shadow must slowly come out.

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In the mourning hall, after Jia Huan knelt down to worship, he sat on a low stool, looking at the spirit card erected on the big case, and the coffin at the back. The expression is wooden, and there are two lines of tears. Suddenly reported that there was a tiger in the world, and tears flew into a downpour.

All kinds of memories are churning and drifting through my mind.

In the night, the ever-bright lanterns are jumping, and the lights reflect the white wreaths. There was silence in the mourning hall.

Jia Huan believes in materialism, but at this moment, he really hopes that there can be ghosts and gods in the world. Let him be able to say a few words to the mountain chief, Mr. Ye, and senior brother. Ask: Are teachers and friends safe? Tell the mountain chief and senior brother: I have changed this heaven and earth for the sun and the moon, and there is no harm again.

However, it didn't.

I have also drifted for a long time, and in the past ten years, I have been deeply gracious, and I have been a mentor and friend in life and death.

Saying goodbye to oneself and asking life, is it desolate here? I hope to get it, Heqing Life.

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A lonely night until dawn. Jia Huan came out of the mourning hall in the early morning. I can't describe the complex feelings.

Luo Xiangyang accompanied the widow of the elder brother, Wei Yun, the daughter of Wei Yuanzhen, a bachelor in Hanlin and the left attendant of the Ministry of Rites, wearing filial piety clothes and waiting outside the mourning hall with her son.

Wei Yun was twenty-nine years old, weeping and saluting, "Bachelor Xie Jia." She has been staying in Miyun County to serve her in-laws. But I know the relationship between my husband and Jia Huan. She thanked Jia Huan for helping to win the Lady of the Sixth Grade. Second, Xie Jiahuan came to worship her husband. Jia Huan was in power at this time.

Jia Huan nodded, as if he saw the tears of guilt of the senior brother before he died, and returned the salute, "Sister-in-law doesn't have to be polite!" "Wei Niangzi and the others live in the academy for all their use, and they don't need him to tell them anymore.

Wei Yun asked his son Gongsun Jie to salute Jia Huan, and the five-year-old boy said crisply: "I've seen Uncle Jia." ”

Jia Huan took off the jade pendant on his body, squatted down, hung it on Gongsun Jie's waist, touched his head, looked at his face like a senior brother, and his timid eyes, as if he saw Ning Xi for the first time that day, and said softly: "Good boy!" Don't let your father down. Don't let me down! ”

Luo Xiangyang smiled, turned his head to look at the rising sun on the edge of the sky, and rubbed his eyes.

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After Jia Huan arrived at Wendao Academy, many events were settled in the following days: the funeral, the planning of the college, and the inauguration ceremony of the college.

Because of Sergeant Lin in Jing, he has quite an opinion on Jia Huan's murder. Jia Huan's leveling of the court does not mean that he can settle the people. Therefore, Luo Xiangyang and Luo Hong, the heads of the academy, all believed that the academy could be rebuilt according to the original site.

At its peak, Wendao College had more than 800 students and more than 50 teachers. The students range from Mengtong, Tongsheng, Shengsheng to Renren. There are two rankings of jinshi in the teaching team. Monopolize the entire education market in western Beijing, and influence the Beizhili area.

However, in this situation, although the teachers and students who left are coming back one after another after hearing the news. But how big can the academy ultimately be? Moreover, the treatment of Wendao Academy is notoriously good, but the scale is too large, and I am afraid that I will not be able to make ends meet.

Jia Huan rejected this idea and determined that Wendao Academy should not only restore the old site, but also expand it several times. At that time, its geographical location will not only be next to Dongzhuang Town, but also adjacent to Liujiawan a few miles away.

The entire academy should not only inherit the academic achievements of the mountain chief and the senior brother, but also bring forth the new and carry on the inheritance! It should not only become the cradle of the court officials, but also become a comprehensive university.

The goal: 20,000 students.

Subsequently, letters and invitations were sent from Wendao Academy. Scholars related to the college are invited to attend the ceremony of the new inauguration of the college.

In the twenty-first year of Yongzhi, on March 14, Mr. Shan Changye and his senior brother went to the execution ground. By mid-April and early summer, about 30 days had passed. The forty-nine days of the puja will come to an end. Then, the funeral rites. The inauguration ceremony of the College is scheduled for May 21, the summer solstice.

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Gangnam. Suzhou. The fashion capital of Da Zhou.

In April, the light rain is mostly in the south of the Yangtze River. In the yamen of the governor of Suzhou City, Sha Sheng, the governor of Susong, the right deputy capital of Nanjing, received a letter from Jia Huan in Beijing: Jia Huan recounted the coup, the academy, and the funeral.

It was the morning, Sha Sheng was under the eaves of the yamen, looking at the continuous light rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and his thoughts fluctuated! The past of more than ten years ago came to mind. That is, he was a student of Beizhili. He and Zhang Boyu are close friends.

Today, it is not calm at this time. The kings of Liaodong and Chu rebelled. At the same time, the newly pacified regions of Hezhong and Tocharian were engaged in battle with 100,000 Persian troops. He is the above table to recognize the Son of Eternal Heaven.

Sha Sheng looked at Jia Huan's letter and was speechless for a long time. He was afraid that he would not be able to witness another rebuilding of Wendao Academy. However, it must be more brilliant than after the flood in the ninth year of Yongzhi!

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Nanchang.

Mr. Ning Ru, who used to travel extensively in Beijing, served as the right senator of the Jiangxi Political Department at this time. Emperor Yongzhi once personally promised Mr. Longjiang to serve in Jiangnan to facilitate his return to his hometown.

It is raining lightly in the south of the Yangtze River, and the sun is shining in Jiangxi. Outside Nanchang City, Ning Ru took a group of scribes, friends, and famous prostitutes about 30 people to drink wine in the Tengwang Pavilion. Singing and musical instruments flutter in this famous building!

An old servant of his cronies came in, holding Jia Huan's letter in his hand, handed it to Ning Ru, and said in a low voice: "Master, the letter of Master Jia in Beijing." "Jia Huanquan is all over the world, his letters, where do he dare to delay, send them directly.

The three words "Bachelor Jia" made the banquet in the building temporarily stopped. The eyes of the scholars and famous prostitutes all fell on Ning Ru.

Shilin in Jiangxi is different from Shuntianfu. Shuntianfu is the boundary of Jingshi. has an intuitive understanding and influence on Jia Huan's army. And here it is different. Public opinion and opinions in the newspaper dominate.

Bachelor Jia's murder depends on how the individual understands it. But this is not a taboo topic in Jiangnan, Jiangxi. It's not a one-sided critique.

Ning Ru took the letter, slightly stunned. He inevitably remembered the old things with Jia Huan. The first time they met was in his Zhuangzi at the foot of Xiangshan, Wanping County New Year Cultural Meeting.

That year, Jia Huan accompanied him back to his hometown as a messenger. They met Hu Chi, the king of southwest money, in Jiujiang. And during the few months that Jia Huan lived in Ningfu, he also left many good stories in Shilin. Shilin asked to see him, and the famous prostitute was originally serving as a maid.

There are poems: I don't know each other, I don't know the same thing. A generation of authentic talent is thin, and Wangxi Anthology Qingsong poems.

His father died that year.

Ning Ru opened the letter and read it intently. Then, with a long sigh softly, he opened his mouth and instructed the old servant: "You go back and say, I will leave for Beijing in the next day." Ask my wife to help me prepare. ”

His career was suppressed in the Yongzhi Dynasty for many years. Later reconciled with the Yongzhi Emperor. But at this moment, Jia Huan sent a letter that he was willing to go to the capital to attend the inauguration ceremony of the academy. It's not about politics, it's about friendship.

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Grandmaster Fang of Jinling, Ji Ming, an official in Jiangnan, Xiao Mengzhen, who lived in Huangzhou Mansion, and others all received invitations.

Grandmaster Fang was very old and sent his son to give gifts to the academy. Although he is a master of literature, his temperament is not stubborn. Just like Emperor Yongzhi wanted to repair a book to cover up the coup, he still edited "Emperor Zhou Yinghua". Now, Jia Huan kills the king. But, Jia Huan is his student! At this time, for the emperor!

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Time passes by in the rush of the messengers. In early May, Jia Huan's letter traveled through the channels of the imperial court and arrived at Broken Leaf in the center of the Western Regions. Liu Yichen, who was here, received a letter from Jia Huan. Then turn to Tocharo.

At this time, the Western Regions was fighting with the Persian army of 100,000 in full force. The new governor of Hezhong, Zeng Jigao, had an unfavorable initial battle.

Tocharo, the city of Achu.

In the middle of the night, Pang Ze, the governor of Tocharo, received Jia Huan's letter in the study, and once again shed tears in his green shirt!

The crisis in Beijing, the death of the mountain chief, Jia Huan brazenly raised troops to take revenge, the body was buried, and the academy was rebuilt. He was concerned about everything in his heart. It's just that the news is more than twenty days behind. If he is in Beijing, he will definitely follow Jia Huan to start an incident!

Counting the days, the mountain chief and others were buried recently. He couldn't go back. He was concerned about the ceremony of the rebuilding of the college. I don't know when he will be able to return to his hometown!

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16 May, Shenyang.

In the middle of summer, there are almost no traces of war in this provincial capital of Liaodong Province. The shops and pedestrians on the street are as usual. Caravans led their caravans through the city.

On the second floor of the Deyu Restaurant on the main street, Zhang Sishui drank with Xu Cheng, the political envoy of Liaodong Bu Zuo, and his son Xu Yinglang.

In late March, Zhang Sishui, the general of the Great Zhou Che Cavalry and the commander of Jiumen (Zheng Erpin), led an army of 50,000 out of the customs and quickly pacified the Liaodong secession. Before the battle, the general army of Liaodong prayed for summer. Defeat the Guoyong battalion. The day before yesterday, Shenyang was recovered. It's overwhelming!

The troops under Zhang Sishui are mainly from the upper twelve guards. According to reason, there are 40,000 elite soldiers in Liaodong, but it is difficult to fight. The king of Chu was just a degraded prince with little military strength. However, the result is quite the opposite.

In the case that Liaodong has been pacified, Lingnan is not going well. Praying for summer is unpopular. And the king of Chu is the concubine of Emperor Yongzhi! Lingnan is not a wild place in the Tang and Song dynasties. Nowadays, maritime trade is prosperous.

Xu Cheng was forty-nine years old at the time, and he was the most important Hanlin of Xie Xuan, the three major cadres of the He department, and the current highest civil official in Liaodong, and the political envoy of Zuobu. He has a calm temperament and is taciturn. Speaking in one sentence.

He and Jia Huan hadn't seen each other for nearly five or six years. Jia Huan had an incident in Beijing, but he was forced to take refuge in Qixia. Fortunately, the imperial army quickly put down the rebellion. The failure of praying for summer is indispensable for him to do in logistics.

After Zhang Sishui defeated the main force of Qi Xia, he led the army to Shenyang, and he immediately led the whole city of soldiers and civilians back to the Great Zhou.

Xu Cheng took the wine glass, gestured to Zhang Sishui, and sighed: "The state affairs are difficult!" ”

Zhang Sishui said: "It'll get better." "Shen Qian and the plan he made were to level Lingnan with elite soldiers. He was a military trainer in Liaodong. Unexpectedly, Liaodong was quickly pacified, and Lingnan was still fighting. The king of Chu is the concubine in the end.

Xu Yinglang had a cheerful temperament and said with a smile: "Hey, father, Boren, I will suffocate to death when I hear you chat." After drinking this glass of wine, I will go to the capital, otherwise I will not be able to catch up with the inauguration ceremony of the academy. If you have a letter or a message to bring back, give it to me now! ”

Although the rebellion is quelled, the aftermath must be dealt with. As for the fact that his father once defected to the enemy, Jia Huan is here, so it is not a big problem. At most, his father's career will be pressed for a few more years.

Xu Cheng nodded at his son with a smile and took out a letter to his son, "This is a letter to Ziyu." ”

Zhang Sishui thought for a while and said, "Brother Xu will help me bring a word of blessing to the academy." ”

"Haha! Good! Xu Yinglang raised his head and drank the wine, and walked downstairs quickly. Under the willow tree outside the building, the four relatives had already prepared their handsome horses and saluted. Xu Yinglang turned over and got on the horse, bowed to the restaurant, and smoked the horse, "Drive!" ”

His father and family are in Liaodong. However, the academy, that is the place where his soul is haunted. There is his husband, his friends, his youth! He will definitely arrive in time to witness the third rebuilding of the college.

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Summer solstice. May 21. There are customs in the capital area: winter solstice dumplings and summer solstice noodles. At noon on this day, the sun is at its highest all year in the year! Jia Huan set the inauguration ceremony of the academy on this day.

The future of the college should be in vain!

The day will be bright, and the town of Dongzhuang will be lively. Groups of horse-drawn carriages arrived from Beijing. These are all newspaper reporters who attended today's ceremony. The escort work was two days earlier, and the Beijing camp began to be transferred in.

The early arrival gentry and officials, such as Xiao Mengzhen, Mr. Longjiang Ning Ru, and Fang Ergongzi, the second son of Grandmaster Fang, all lived in the capital. Wendao Academy has been built for more than a month, and it has only begun to take shape.

The morning glow is shining on the mountains of western Beijing. The distant mountains contain daisies, and the peaks and peaks are stacked. In the Tantuo Temple of Jinyunfeng in Miaofeng Mountain, Master Zhichen finished his morning class and set off with a team of about ten people to the academy at the foot of the mountain.

As time passed, officials and magnates in Beijing began to arrive one after another. On behalf of the Son of Heaven, Yongxing came to congratulate his uncle Zhou Wumin. Ning Cheng and Ning Xiao came together. Hu Chi represents Qi Dashuai.

And students such as Xu Yinglang and Ji Ming arrived as early as last night.

The place where the inauguration ceremony of Wendao College was not located at the former site of Ming Lun Hall of the original College. The new Minglun Hall was built inside the north gate of the college. There is a square built in front of Myeonglun Hall. The surrounding buildings are magnificent. It is comparable to the national prison. Today's ceremony was held here.

In the courtyard group on the left side of Minglun Hall, thousands of Shule troops are distributed around, and they are well guarded. Sentry posts gathered. The people who watched the ceremony today sat down here to drink tea. Jia Huan was in the main hall, entertaining guests.

Counted: Zhou Wumin. Ning Cheng, Ning Xiao, Hu Chi, Shen Qian, Beijing Wang, Shi Guangzhu, Cheng Guogong, Zhao Heling, Hu Xuan, Yang Shangshu. Jia Zheng, Wei Yuanzhen, Cai Yi, Li Si, Zhan Chenghou, Ning Ru, Fang Ergongzi, Xiao Mengzhen and others.

The nobles who intersected with Jiafu, the noble son did not have to describe them one by one. Full of friends.

In terms of the academy: Luo Hong, Luo Xiangyang, Qiao Rusong, Wei Yang, Xu Yinglang, Yao Wei, Ji Ming, Ji Cheng, Yi Junjie, Qin Hongtu, Liu Guoshan and others took the disciples of the academy to organize this ceremony and grand event.

In the main hall, Shaofu Ling Ning Xiao sat in the front position. The status of the eldest princess is still very valuable. Dressed in a white palace dress, his demeanor is bright and dignified, drinking tea. There were too many guests, so she and Jia Huan said a few words.

While chatting, Yi Junjie came in in a green shirt with a beard. Seeing him come in, the voice in the hall was a little quieter. Yi Junjie bowed to Jia Huan and said, "Courtyard leader, the time is up." ”

He now serves in the Ministry of Rites. Some time ago, the academy was reopened, and he brought the academy to the academy with the holy decree of the chief of the mountain.

Jia Huan nodded, made a gesture, stood up, looked around at the dignitaries in the hall, and invited: "Today, the academy will reopen and hold an inauguration ceremony." The auspicious time is approaching, please follow me to Minglun Hall to worship the saints. ”

At the inauguration ceremony of Wendao Academy today, about half of the officials of the court were here, not to mention that the Yongxing Son of Heaven had sent representatives. The royal family is represented by Ning Cheng, the king of Yue, and Princess Xiao. When they left the courtyard and walked to the square, the nearly 100 reporters who had been waiting in the square for a long time were boiling.

Jia Huan walked at the front of the line. Along the way, those words that marveled at the prosperity of Wendao Academy were endless.

Other students and disciples in the academy may have a sense of joy and pride. But for Jia Huan, he was at peace.

Minglun Hall is open in five rooms, and there is an incense case in front of the statue of the saint. In the side hall, there are also enshrined the mountain chief, Mr. Ye, senior brother, Jiang, and Wu as the speaker. Luo Xiangyang served as the master of ceremonies.

According to their status, the guests who watched the ceremony stood inside and outside the Minglun Hall. Just like when I was in court.

Jia Huan led more than 20 representatives of the academy's disciples to worship the saint in the Minglun Hall. And the line of disciples of the academy was long and lined up in the square.

After worshipping the saint, Jia Huan's expression was calm, and he said loudly: "Today, the academy is reopened, what is the purpose of our academy?" Now I swear in front of the saints, I hope that all life will be remembered forever, and do not forget! ”

Jia Huan bowed to the statue of Confucius, and said, "Establish a heart for heaven and earth!" ”

More than twenty disciples behind him bowed and saluted after him, "Establish your heart for heaven and earth!" ”

The academy disciples lined up in the square of about 200 people were wearing green shirts with the words Wendao Academy embroidered on their robes. At this time, all of them bent down, neatly behaved, and said loudly: "Establish a heart for heaven and earth!" ”

In the square, the reporters, who were separated by the sergeants thirty meters away, all stopped talking. No one knew what Minglun Hall Naijiahuan was talking about. But everyone felt a solemn sense of ceremony, and it was spontaneous!

In the Minglun Hall, in front of the statue of the saint, Jia Huan said again: "Establish a life for the people!" ”

All living beings followed: "Establish a life for the people!" The voice echoed in the Minglun Hall, echoing outside the square. It seems to cleanse people's hearts. This is the clear words of the great Confucian Zhang Zai. The realm admired by later generations of scholars.

Now, under the leadership of Jia Huan, Wendao Academy has shouted out Mr. Hengqu's clear words to the world, and sworn in front of the saints as the goal of the college! This is a kind of courage and courage!

"For the sake of the saints, continue to learn!"

"For the sake of the saints, continue to learn!"

"Peace for all generations!"

"Peace for all generations!"

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The voice echoed slowly. In the team of guests, Ning Ru, Xiao Mengzhen and others nodded.

Hu Xuan, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, nodded slightly.

Of course, he likes to pat horses. Shame on being clear! But what should any scholar, after reaching the pinnacle of power, do? Of course, it is to practice the teachings of the saints for thousands of years: govern the country and level the world!

Power is always just a means of ascending.

It is not for nothing that Jia Huan can gather a group of elite scholars around him!

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Ning Xiao is in the crowd, bright and quiet. She was behind the side, looking at Jia Huan's resolute and calm face when he took the oath of the academy students, and what she felt was a powerful power.

At this time, there seemed to be silence between heaven and earth. Only his voice, his will!

In his heart, what kind of world does he want?