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A richly decorated carriage walked through the streets of Luoyang, and finally came to Changhefang in the east of the city in the mild sunshine. There are many pedestrians inside and outside Changhe Fang, there is no shortage of BMW carved cars, and the largest group of people in the crowd are dressed up, and there are occasional court officials in official robes.

Cheung Wo Fang is no ordinary neighborhood.

The luxurious carriage passed through the Baibu Avenue and stopped in front of an archway, and out of the carriage came two Confucian scribes, one old and one young, the former had passed the age of knowing the destiny of heaven, and the latter had also reached the stage of thirty and standing.

These two people are Yang Wei and Qi Tongwen.

Passing through the archway forward, is a huge courtyard gate, there is a door screen in front of the courtyard gate, one zhang high and three zhang long, there is an inscription engraved on it, the pen is vigorous and powerful, simple and heavy, I heard that it is from the handwriting of Prime Minister Li Qi. Yang Wei and Qi Tongwen stopped in front of the door screen for a moment and tasted it.

"The way of the university is in Mingmingde, in being close to the people, and in stopping at perfection."

Yang Wei stroked his beard and his head, showing appreciation, "Take the beginning of "University", but it really deserves the four words of clear meaning at the beginning, the imperial court opened this Luoyang College, and the heart is big, which can be seen. ”

Qi Tongwen saw that the teacher was in a good mood, and there was a smile on his face, although Yang Wei arrived in Luoyang before, this does not mean that he completely agrees with the establishment of the college, the reason why he left Yucheng at the beginning was half influenced by the prince's personal visit, half shocked by the prince's knowledge, in short, it is to see the prince in the right eye, if not, just with the blueprint drawn by the prince, Yang Wei will not abandon his family and business.

In Yang Wei's view, a person who is both sincere and knowledgeable will never deceive him too much. In all fairness, Tai Academy is always more grade than this college, if it weren't for Li Congjing's good senses, Yang Wei could go to Tai College to teach, anyway, Tai Academy didn't invite him.

It's just that after arriving in Luoyang, after sitting and discussing with the prince for a long time, Yang Wei has a deeper understanding of the academy, and he has personally seen the various preparations made by the prince, so his admiration gradually grows, and his opinion of the academy has also changed.

Qi Tongwen and Yang Wei walked into the door, and they saw the initial construction of the college, the brand-new attic flower garden bluestone slab walkway, which has its own vitality, although most of the transplanted plants are still in the germination stage, but presumably after the arrival of summer, there is no shortage of green trees everywhere.

The architectural layout of the college is very elegant, with small bridges and flowing water, grass grows and warblers fly, and it is indeed a place to study quietly and do learning with peace of mind.

Although Qi Tongwen and Yang Wei are not the first time to come back, they still feel pleasing to the eye.

There were many Confucian scholars who came with them, all of whom were guided by the officials to their destinations, and there were also Hanlin and bachelors among them, as well as some characters in cloth shirts and without a bookish atmosphere, presumably not scholars and scholars.

Today, the prince convened gentlemen at the academy, because the "opening of the academy" is imminent, and many matters need to be discussed, including the establishment of principles and the formulation of statutes.

"Brother Yang." Wang Buqi walked over from not far away and greeted Yang Yu, and then the two walked side by side, and Qi Tongwen was left behind.

Yang Yu saw that Wang Buqi was full of spring, and couldn't help but quip: "Yang is very ashamed to greet him in person today. ”

Wang Buqi looked at you as disrespectful as an old man, "Brother Yang doesn't want to make this sacrificial wine, why did he make fun of me?" I don't do it with sacrificial wine, but I am willing to be a doctor, and I am the number of Brother Yang. ”

The college is modeled after the establishment of the Tai Academy, and the teaching and management of the college are still the titles of teaching assistant, doctor, priest, and sacrificial wine, and like the Tai Academy, they are all under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Rites.

"No merit, as long as you can give a few points of ink in your belly to the living disciples, whether it is sacrificial wine or doctors, it doesn't matter so much." Yang Wei and Wang Buqi came to the "auditorium" of the academy and saw that many people were already seated, and under the leadership of the officials, they were sitting in the front position.

The auditorium is not an auditorium, but a large hall, there are six rows of small cases placed in the hall, separated by the center of the hall, each row has eight sheets, and there is a platform built with a three-foot partition on the north side, and there are four small cases on the platform.

The people seated were all gentlemen from the college, and many of them knew each other, talked to each other, and spoke softly.

Wang Buqi gestured to an old man with white hair in front of him, "Yu Wenxin, everyone who built the academy, the planning and construction of this academy came from him, and now it is also one of the academy's sacrificial wines, in charge of the 'construction branch'." ”

Yang Wei's eyes showed admiration, "I have heard of his name, but I have not seen his ears." ”

Yu Wenxin is also a Confucian scholar and has a reputation for being a scholar, so Yang Wei is easy to accept.

Wang Buqi looked at another old man who was calm and relaxed, sitting behind the small case as if he was meditating, "Imperial Doctor Li Huazan, I heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince invited him to teach at the academy, but he came to the door for seven consecutive days, and finally disturbed him and had no choice, so he reluctantly agreed to teach for two years. ”

Yang Wei's expression was a little weird, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really did everything to snar Mr. For the sake of the Tang Dynasty's society and the reappearance of the glory of the Tang Dynasty's domination of the world, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can be said to have done his utmost to think about it! ”

"It doesn't stop there!"

Wang Buqi sighed: "Hundred schools of learning, most of them are self-cherished, and it is commendable to have two or three disciples, many of whom have not met the disciples who look at the right eye, they would rather bring their skills into the coffin than give them easily, because of this, the profound knowledge of many sages is often lost, especially when the world is in turmoil, there are even fewer left." Although the students of the academy will not be indiscriminate, they may not have many outstanding medical talents, and they may have the heart to become everyone, and he is unwilling to teach his knowledge to others casually, which is also human nature. ”

Yang Wei pondered for a while, and said movingly: "If it is the smoke that is everywhere today, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has gathered hundreds of schools of knowledge in the academy, isn't it the intention of saving the hundred schools of learning and making it pass on smoothly?" ”

Wang Buqi said: "That's true. Don't hide it from Brother Yang, the prince has discussed with me a few days ago, and wants to take advantage of the opportunity when the academy has convened hundreds of scholars in the world to write books and say for hundreds of schools, print and distribute them to the world, inherit the essence of various learning, and avoid its loss. When this matter is completed, on this basis, we will call on hundreds of schools of thought to study the essence of each discipline and carry forward the knowledge of each family. ”

Yang Yu was shocked, "This is an eternal achievement!" ”

Wang Buqi nodded, "Now Brother Yang knows that the academy is not only a place to cultivate talents for the imperial court, but also a place to inherit my Chinese culture, study my Chinese culture, and carry forward my Chinese culture!" In the words of the crown prince, he wants to carry forward the Han civilization and spread it to every corner of the world! ”

Yang Yu was stunned for a while, suddenly got up, and looked left and right, "Where is His Royal Highness the Prince?" Yang has something to say! ”

Wang Buqi grabbed him and said with a smile: "The prince will come sooner or later, but what are you in a hurry?" Didn't you want to come to Luoyang at the beginning? ”

Yang Wei was pulled by Wang Buqi to sit down, his old face was a little red, and he sighed after half a sound: "The prince's mind has great ambitions, and he has never heard of it!" ”

Behind the two of them, Qi Tongwen was already stunned. The content of Wang Buqi's conversation with Yang Wei had deeply shocked him. Inheriting and carrying forward Sinology, isn't this exactly the original intention of his renaming "Tongwen"?

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Zhao Pu, who was ten years old at the time, was dressed shabbyly and walked on Luoyang Street, no different from ordinary children. His father Zhao Hui was originally a Sima in Xiangzhou, but because of his good performance appraisal results last year, he came to Luoyang to work, and now he is a foreigner in the Ministry of Industry. In the current Luoyang City, the family background of a foreigner is really not rich.

The prosperity of Luoyang dazzled Zhao Pu, so he was separated from his family, and now he is at a loss on the street, not knowing where to go, and his eyes are red in a hurry.

Unfortunately, the first thing I found out was that he was not an errand officer of Wuhou Shop, but a noblely dressed son, twelve or thirteen years old, standing in front of Zhao Pu, holding a folding fan, looking at him playfully, where Zhao Pu went, the other party went.

For some rich boys, bullying their younger peers is originally a pleasure in life, and there is no need for a reason.

Zhao Pu was in a hurry, stretched out his hand and pushed the little boy away, and was about to run away.

"Catch him for me!" There was a voice of anger from behind him, and Zhao Pu, who didn't run two steps, was put back in place by someone holding the back collar.

"How dare you push me? Do you know who this son is? The little boy waved the folding fan, and he was about to step forward to teach Zhao Pu a lesson.

However, he miscalculated Zhao Pu, and when the folding fan in his hand had not hit Zhao Pu's head, Zhao Pu's small fist was first waved in his face, and the little boy was stunned at first, and then he was furious, and he opened his teeth and claws to greet the family next to him, "Beat him up for this son!" ”

Zhao Pu was surrounded, and one by one the fierce and vicious family members were about to slap him, his wide eyes were full of fear and stubbornness, and he wanted to cry but tried his best to hold back.

"Stop." A voice that is neither light nor heavy, but full of indescribable majesty, "Chongmei, what are you doing here?" ”

Zhao Pu immediately saw that those vicious family members were lying on the ground, and the arrogant little boy had become docile as a sheep, all because a bigger son appeared in front of him.

Zhao Pu opened his eyes wide, looking at this fairy-like eldest prince, and then heard a strange voice, "Meet His Royal Highness the Prince!" ”

Li Congjing saw everything in his eyes and asked Li Chongmei: "Aren't you going to the academy today?" ”

The little son, Li Chongmei, that is, Li Congke's second son, scratched his head and sneered: "If you go back to His Royal Highness the Prince, I am about to go." ”

Li Congjing looked at Zhao Pu in front of him and said with a gentle smile: "Where is Xiao Langjun going?" What about your family? ”

Zhao Pu blurted out, "I'm going to the academy too!" After saying that, he hurriedly saluted seriously, "Zhao Pu greets His Royal Highness the Prince!" ”

"Zhao Pu?" Li Congjing chewed on the name, a little familiar, and then suddenly remembered, isn't this guy the number one hero of Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin?

Li Chongmei's nostrils rose to the sky, "The academy is where you want to go?" Who do you think you are? ”

The first batch of students of Luoyang College are all children of official eunuchs, this is because the signboard has not yet started, and it is afraid that it will not be able to recruit the children of the common people suddenly.

"Lingzun is?"

"Father Zhao Hui."

"In that case, I'll take you there."

Li Congjing took Zhao Pu into the carriage, and Li Chongmei returned to his own carriage, Li Congjing looked at Zhao Pu a few times in the carriage, and couldn't help nodding secretly.

smiled, Li Congjing didn't care, and took Zhao Pu to the academy.

At the gate of the courtyard, Zhao Pu was handed over to Meng Songbai, and Li Congjing came to the "Treatise Hall", that is, where Wang Buqi, Yang Wei and others gathered.