The news was a bit of a shock to Jia Huan. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info slightly stunned. Sitting silently on the bench in the schoolhouse. He didn't expect that the cold atmosphere in the Guozi Prison would be the reason.

In my previous life, I also saw the tragic scene of a graduate student jumping off a building in college, and his brain and blood flowed all over the ground, which was embarrassing.

A person must not only live for himself, but also for his parents, brothers and sisters. It's a responsibility. Parents have worked hard to raise you for more than 20 years, is it for the last jump?

Suicide is a cowardly act of avoidance. With Jia Huan's character, he doesn't like this kind of behavior very much. Christianity, Christianity, and Christianity all forbid suicide. However, human death is great, and any criticism and questioning is out of place. It can only be said that it warns future generations.

The classmate who spoke to Jia Huan said: "I'm going to go to Nanjing No. 6 to petition tomorrow." Classmate Jia is famous all over the world, and when he ascends to the heights, he will definitely gather many applicants. I don't know if Jia is willing to be the leader. ”

When these words came out, nearly ten students in the school hall pricked up their ears, and many people's eyes fell on Jia Huan.

Jia Huan shook his head, "I'm not interested." "What a joke. If you don't even have a goal, you run to petition, what can be the result? Han Xiucai was able to organize 800 prisoners, and there was no problem in pulling out 1,600 people with his ability. But he had no interest in being the leader of such a street movement. It doesn't make any real sense.

"Hmph."

"Classmate Jia is really cold-blooded."

"Also, he is already a lifter, and we are not all the way."

The inmates in the school hall looked at Jia Huan with disdain and coldness. At the end of last year, Tang Xinran and the others had already been promoted to a school, and only Jia Huan remained in the Hall of Justice to study. Some of the classmates around me have already changed, and most of the rest are unfamiliar people.

Jia Huan's face was calm. With his temperament, it is naturally impossible to change his decision after saying a few words to others.

At this time, Wang Xuezheng from the east class of the Justice Hall outside the school hall came in, "Jia Ziyu, Lord Sacrificial Wine invites you to come over." ”

Xue is the miscellaneous official of the nine products. There is only a huge difference in status with sacrificial wine, priests, and eunuchs. It's not as good as a doctor of the Pentateuch and a teaching assistant. Wen Xijiu called Jia Huan over, and Wang Xuezheng did his best to come over to run errands.

Several prisoners who were still accusing Jia Huan of being "cold-blooded" just now suddenly died down when they saw Wang Xuezheng coming over to call Jia Huan.

"Hmm." Jia Huan got up, his eyes swept the faces of all the classmates lightly, and followed Wang Xuezheng out of the school.

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In the public room of the east wing of Yilun Hall in the middle of the Guozijian Warm Sacrifice Wine, Wen Sacrifice Wine, Song Siye, Lu Jian Cheng, and Zhang Anbo, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, sat in the chairs. Zhang Chengjian and Ji Ming were on the side.

Everyone was discussing the hanging of the prisoner surnamed Liu.

This morning, Zhang Anbo gave a lecture at Guozi Prison Middle School. At noon, they went to eat together under the hospitality of warm sacrificial wine, and called back halfway to inform an old prisoner that he had committed suicide because he could not leave his job.

Wen Xijiu was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a thin body, and said extremely angrily at this time: "The Guozi Supervision Examination has been like this since the previous Ming Dynasty. Who did he show to when he committed suicide? What about writing 'injustice'? ”

Song Siye was silent. There was a life lawsuit in the office of Wen Xijiu, and he was seeking promotion, how could he not be angry? In fact, since the election of officials by the prison is often not allowed, the Guozijian has become a powder keg. Every once in a while, there will be a fuss. Didn't a number of prisoners die in the Chinese prison in Beijing last year?

Zhang Anbo also sighed and said, "No matter what, you shouldn't commit suicide." How can parents who have suffered from the body be discarded? ”

The road supervisor figured out the meaning of the Wen sacrificial wine, and said: "Lord Wen, since it is a suicide, and there is a masterpiece, send it to Yizhuang as soon as possible." In the afternoon, a notice was posted to calm the hearts of the people in the school. ”

Wen Xijiu nodded, but did not speak.

Song Siye said: "Lord Wen, I'm afraid that a notice will not be able to calm the hearts of the prisoners. It is better to find a few prestigious inmates to inform the school of the arrangement. It's up to them to calm people's hearts. ”

A student is about to go out. Zhang Anbo interjected at this time, and said to Wen Xijiu: "You can call my disciple too." ”

Jia Huan entered the national prison, and Zhang Anbo greeted Wen Sacrifice Wine. Wen Xijiu knew Jia Huan's reputation, so he said, "It's okay." Let Zhang Shilang smile. ”

Zhang Anbo waved his hand, signaling that it was okay.

In the afternoon, it was class time, and the inmates were in the school. After about a cup of tea, counting Jia Huan, the five prison students were called to the public room where the wine was warmed. Lu Jian Cheng explained the plan of Liu Jiansheng to deal with it, and said: "Explain it to your classmates when you go back." Be sure to focus on reading. ”

A tall inmate, who looked to be in his thirties, arched his hand and said, "Yes." I will do my best to persuade and reassure my classmates. ”

Wen Saijiu nodded with satisfaction.

Jia Huan sighed in his heart, stepped forward, and bowed, and then spoke: "Lord Sacrificial Wine, when I came just now, several classmates said that they would go to the Sixth Department to march and petition tomorrow. I am afraid that simple appeasement will not be able to calm people's hearts. ”

The eyes of everyone in the public house immediately fell on Jia Huan's body, thinking about it. The atmosphere was slightly tense. The inmates marched in groups, another scandal for the school.

The tall and tall Luo Prison Student immediately glared at Jia Huan angrily. Of course, these inmates knew the news and planned to go back to persuade the students to cancel the plan, but they didn't expect Jia Huan to throw it out at this time. Doesn't that mean they're hiding?

Wen Xijiu and Lu Jian Cheng all looked at Jia Huan with unhappy faces. Could it be that you kid aren't going to do your best?

Zhang Anbo has not yet opened his mouth to speak for the students. Song Siye, who has a good personal relationship with Jia Huan, said: "Does Ziyu have any good ideas?" ”

Jia Huan said sincerely: "A few adults, the school can add another exam for all the inmates. and count toward credits. The ascension of the church, the disobedience of the denomination. If you still can't pass the test, you can't blame the rules of the school. ”

To put it bluntly, it is to arrange a make-up exam. If you still fail the make-up exam and can't graduate, then you can't really blame the school.

There was a sudden silence in the room. The atmosphere has changed a little. Many people looked at Jia Huan's eyes differently. The idea seems to be quite feasible.

Zhang Chengjian and Ji Ming both had this smile on their faces. They trust Jia Huan's strategy very much. Sure enough. It's much better than forcing students.

Zhang Anbo nodded with a smile and drank tea with satisfaction. Didn't he call Jia Huan over to solve the problem?

Song Siye was slightly stunned and laughed casually. Good idea. He looked at the warm wine.

The road supervisor on the side also softened. If the average prisoner had a better idea than him, he would be very dissatisfied. But Jia Huan is a disciple of Zhang Shilang, and if he can come up with a good idea, he thinks that this son is very promising.

Wen Xijiu pondered for a while, his unhappy face had long disappeared, he looked at Jia Huan appreciatively for a while, and smiled at Zhang Anbo: "Zhang Shilang, your disciple is amazing!" Sure enough, it is talented. Okay, that's it. ”

The warm sacrificial wine was decided. The atmosphere in the public housing was suddenly relaxed. All of you here are people who have been working on the education front for a long time, and when you hear Jia Huan's plan, you know that it is very feasible.

However, Luo Jiansheng, who was still staring at Jia Huan just now, was embarrassed. After going out, he made amends to Jia Huan in the corridor of Yilun Hall. Not to mention Jia Huan's poetry, I heard it clearly just now, this is the disciple of the Ministry of Rites.

Jia Huan said: "You don't have to apologize to me. It's the right thing to go back as soon as possible to appease your classmates. In the future, I may not be unable to ask for your status in the Guozijian, and when the time comes, you students should not refuse. ”

Only then did Luo Jiansheng and the others leave with confidence and walked towards the school.

Jia Huan pursed his lips and walked outside the school.

He is not offering his advice today for the sake of showmanship. It was Liu Jiansheng's suicide that touched his heart a little. He is not a cold-blooded man. Willing to help the hard-pressed prisoners who are about to drop out of school to fight for some rights. For example, graduation will increase the opportunity to retake the exam.

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On the afternoon of 20 March, the news of the upcoming re-examination on 26 March was dispelled from the Guozi Prison, which relieved the frenzy and dissatisfaction of the inmates who were ready to go out to vent their emotions the next day.

At about five o'clock in the afternoon of the same day, a notice was posted under the terrace of Yilun Hall. Immediately, the entire Guozi prison entered a state of hard study. For ordinary inmates, this is an opportunity to earn credits and get promoted. And for the inmates who are facing dropping out of school, this is also an opportunity to increase the possibility of dropping out.

The treatment enjoyed by a probationary and a probationary is completely different, and a probationary is equivalent to a person from a person's background.

On the morning of the 23rd, Jia Huan took the "Academy Handouts" printed by Zhiren Bookstore overtime to Tang Xinran, Le Jiansheng, and Luo Jiansheng, and asked them to help promote this teaching and auxiliary material. One or two pieces of silver are available at the Zhiren Bookstore on Gongyuan Street. There are only 100 copies, and it will take more than ten days to sell them out.

On the 24th, when Jia Huan was studying at home, he received a letter from the owner of Zhiren Bookstore: the sales were booming, and all 100 printed copies of the "Academy Lecture Notes" were sold out in one day. I heard that even Yingtianfu Fuxue had scholars come to inquire. Therefore, it is recommended that Jia Huan increase the selling price to reduce losses.

"No need. It is sold for 1 tael of silver and 1 copy. Jia Huan replied with a pen and sent the chief to pass the word. And sit with his hand by the window of the study and look at the pear blossoms in the courtyard.

That's all I can help.

Jia Huan will definitely not do anything about leaking exam questions. However, the additional money for Zhiren Bookstore to print 100 copies of the "Lecture Notes of the Academy" will be beneficial to the inmates in the examination on the 26th.

When I was in college, how many people studied all night before the exam. As long as the inmates are determined and have the original foundation, this teaching aid can still play a helpful role.

In addition, these 100 printed college handouts objectively also play a role in hunger marketing and publicity.

As for the non-markup sales, this is because Jia Huan wants to promote the doctrine of the mountain chief, so that the scholars can afford it, which is conducive to dissemination. Markups are not a good idea. Although he will definitely have to suffer losses.

He'll have to think about making some money. Don't be in Jiangnan for 2 years, the silver on his body is not enough to spend!

Jia Huan sighed with a smile. I saw that in the courtyard, Daiyu's shadow turned out from behind the pillars, with purple cuckoos and snow geese, holding a fan, smiling and smiling in the warm spring light, obviously in a very good mood.

Jia Huan smiled slightly and returned to the desk from the window of the study. He took Daiyu to Bao'en Temple to offer incense in about two days. Originally, it was said that it was okay during the Chinese New Year. (To be continued.) )