When I arrived at the county town of She County last night, it was already late. Wang Fulin had something to do in his mind, so he had time to glance at the school. Later, when he came here to find Jinbao, it was even more dark and there was no time to see anything. So, he met Xu Jie and the other three at the entrance of the Ma Family Inn early in the morning. When he brought Jinbao to the place, he realized the true scene of the school palace in She County.

The so-called She County Academy, which is the county school, includes a series of buildings such as Minglun Hall, Ziyang Academy, Confucian Temple, Wengong Temple, and the Instruction Office. It is located east of the county government and next to Ziyang Gate to the northeast of the county town of She County. The southmost part is the Confucian Temple facing north and south, which is Confucius Temple, the westmost part is the Wengong Temple, and the northmost part is the Minglun Hall and Ziyang Academy. Although Minglun Hall is a formal official school for students to study, the Ziyang Academy built in the stomp garden was rebuilt, but it followed the former name, but it is all recruited for students and is within the academy building. The latter is actually somewhat official.

At this moment, Chen Shi was over. In addition to Wang Fulin wearing a blue wide-sleeved soap edge round neck shirt, a soap lace and a soft scarf on his head, waiting in front of the gate with Jin Bao, there were more than a hundred people dressed exactly like him on the other side. They were obviously also county students who were coming to see the Grand Master today. Although there were many people, there was no noise at all. Among these all outfits, Wang Fulin looked at them casually, but did not bother to find Cheng Naixuan. Instead, he hoped that this guy would not appear, or he would not interfere rashly after appearing, so as not to cause trouble.

Wang Fulin just glanced at others, why weren’t they looking at him?

Especially those students in She County have been divided into two distinct factions since the incident, even among the dozens of people who entered school in the same year. Cheng Naixuan and several new scholars who are familiar with each other firmly believe that rumors of unfilial piety and cheating are fake. The so-called buying nephews as slaves is just because Wang Fulin is deceived. The other few people are reserved about unfilial piety and cheating, but they think that Wang Fulin is dull and dull, and the ranking of the county exam is so high, and it is not normal for him to buy nephews as slaves to do something like an incredible thing, which shows his character.

At this moment, someone sneered in a low voice: "If Wang Fulin was really removed from fame today, my Shilin in She County will be ruined!"

"This is not what those who spread rumors want to see the most?" Cheng Naixuan retorted, full of anger, "For such a big thing, so many students in our She County cannot unite, so that outsiders can laugh at it!"

"Brother Xuan!" Seeing Cheng Naixuan's ridiculous move, his clan brother Cheng Kui had to yell in a low voice. He was half warning the clan brother and half reminding others, "This time the matter is coming in a fierce way, and some people even criticized Ye County Zun for this. The Grand Master will definitely make a clear decision. However, this matter has indeed had a very bad impact on the Shilin in She County. Whoever is the instructor behind it must be found out."

"No matter who it is, if everything is true, it is a matter of cleaning up Wang Fulin, a bad sheep!" The student who spoke just now refused to let go and looked at Cheng Naixuan provocatively and said, "Are you talking, Master Cheng is really a bird of a feather with Wang Fulin. His father was seriously ill and sent a child..."

Cheng Naixuan was immediately furious: "You have the courage to say it again!"

"Enough!" Seeing that his own people were having a fuss, Cheng Kuideng was angry and shouted sternly, "At this time, there will be internal strife. What does it look like if it reaches the ears of the Grand Master!"

Wang Fulin could only see the small quarrel among the students in She County opposite, but he didn't take it seriously. Taking advantage of this last moment, he was giving Jin Bao a face-to-face opportunity, telling him to wait while he was in the same place, and not to go around no matter what, and to guard against the misunderstanding that kind of incident that happened last night.

"The great master announced the students to come to see you!"

With this sound, everyone began to enter the gate one after another. The walls outside the school palace were two people high, with waves and undulating, and the gate was decorated with red elixir. When they entered the gate, there was a half-moon-shaped Panchi, with three-hole stone arch bridges in the middle. After crossing the bridge, they passed the Lingxing Gate. The terrain became higher. Along the way, Wang Fulin saw that the buildings in the Confucian Temple were clearly stacked layer by layer with the undulating terrain. The building at the highest point should be the Dacheng Hall, where Confucius worshiped. Although today is not the day of sacrifice, more than a hundred scholars still bowed and bowed here, and then they went around the Minglun Hall behind. The county school in a narrow sense is actually here.

If the building of Dacheng Hall is magnificent, then Minglun Hall is solemn. The black and white style gives people a different feeling from ordinary Hui-style buildings. It feels depressing at first glance. Wang Fulin knew in his heart that once he crossed the threshold, he had to face the great master who controlled the fate of many prefectures and counties in Nanzhili, but at this moment he could only breathe a long sigh and drive out all the tension and insecurity.

He has even died, what else can he be afraid of?

The rest of the life members entered the Minglun Hall first, but Wang Fulin was alone waiting. Jin Bao was not a Confucian scholar after all, so he could not enter the school casually, so he could only wait at the outermost gate. He was left alone here, and he was not anxious or impatient, so he simply recited the classics and historical articles that had become indelible memories in his heart.

I have to say that these things have other functions, but they are very helpful for meditation. He had just traveled through time and could fall asleep peacefully and rely on them all, so now he is not in a hurry at all. He looks at his eyes, nose, and heart, and the old god is stunned.

I don't know how long it took, but Wang Fulin suddenly heard a noise from the hall. When he looked up, he saw two Zaoli dragging a middle-aged student in a shirt. He saw the man begging for mercy and defending him, but no one listened at all. He was pressed down not far away from him and was blocked again.

Immediately afterwards, two other soap lilies in the same costume came out of Minglun Hall, each carrying a slap that was about the thickness of a little finger. After the middle-aged student stood left and right, they looked at each other, and without saying a word, they raised the slap in their hands, and fell heavily on the buttocks of the student. Although the slap was thin, the sharp sound of the slap was not weak at all. Every time he put on the flesh, he could clearly hear the muffled sound, and the student would also make a painful whimper. It is conceivable that if he didn't gaggle, there would be a lot of ghosts and howls.

Wang Fulin was distracted and was stunned. He didn't hear what the master said at all. He counted silently and saw that the man had been touched for twenty times. Zaoli, who was executed, put down the punishment stick. From this, it can be seen that the crime seemed to be neither light nor serious, otherwise it would have been over twenty times. Fortunately, he didn't take off his pants and keep his decent. Even so, the back of the unlucky student's clothes had already exposed a vague blood stain, which was obvious that his skin was broken.

Today, it was obvious that he was trying his case, but someone else was unlucky to be killed first. Is this considered killing a chicken to warn the monkey?

"The great master has his life, and the master Wang Fulin will come to the hall!"

Seeing that it was his turn, Wang Fulin left his attention to others being flogged, stepped forward and walked straight ahead and walked over the high threshold of Minglun Hall, and entered the official building that was truly used for teaching in the academy. The Minglun Hall is five rooms wide and has a spacious and bright hall. At this moment, all the tables and chairs were put away, and the students on both sides were listed and stood up. It was not like a court trial in the court, but like a court in the golden hall.

Sitting upright in the center, the middle-aged man was nearly 40 years old, with kind eyes and long beards on his jaw. At first glance, he didn't look majestic, but he looked like an uncle next door. But such an uncle next door had just killed a murderer and got a criminal!

"Students pay homage to the Grand Master."

No matter how many people's eyes fell on him, Wang Fulin looked down and bowed his head to salute, and he should be as respectful as possible. The next moment, he could only hear a slow voice.

"You are Wang Fulin, a student at She County?"

“It’s the student.”

"Do you know what Benxianxuan is doing?"

The students don't know...

Wang Fulin knew that if he dared to answer like this, it would probably make the great master thunder trench furious. Maybe before the next question, he would let himself taste a meal of bamboo shoots and roast pork. So he immediately raised his head and looked at the old man in the upper head with boldness. He said calmly: "Students know that it is for rumors that middle school students ignore filial piety, cheat in the county, buy nephews as slaves, etc.."

"Since you know, Benxian will allow you to defend!"

What Wang Fulin is most afraid of is the kind of impatient and unstoppable master of Tixue who comes up and calls for fighting, killing and reincarnating fame. Now that he heard the leader of the previous person say this, he immediately feels relieved. Although he has practiced secretly for today's situation many times, he has sorted out his emotions and words a little before he speaks.

"First, the student is the only son in the family. The two elders have always been extremely strict in urging. Since the enlightenment, they have been studying every day. Although they are in full swing, they must not stop studying. My father has been traveling all year round, and whenever there is a letter from home sent back, it must be mainly about encouraging students."

This is what Wang Fulin said at this time, and at this time, he was naturally righteous: "The previous test was about to be held. In the letter from my father, students were strictly ordered to prepare for the exam at home and not to leave a step, otherwise they would be disobedient and unfilial. My mother went to Hankou to serve the disease, and the other was because she was proficient in mathematics and could help her father. The enthusiasm for learning in She County was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Although there were social studies in the countryside, there were unfilial people in the village. If the students were unfilial, why would the elders and villagers in the village send them all the way to the city?"

Speaking of this in one breath, seeing the grandmaster on the seat not saying anything, there was a buzzing discussion among the students around him, and then he returned to silence. Wang Fulin continued: "Secondly, except for these three exams, students have never left Songmingshan Village. Before the county exam, they have never met their parents, so how could they cheat? As we all know, the county exam, the township exam, and the Taoist exam, the ranking may not be certain. It is both accumulation on weekdays and luck on the spot. If the county exam is ranked high, although the Taoist exam is won, it is the last place. This is cheating. Then how many wise men will be slandered in the past hundreds of years? How many examiners will be wronged?"

Among the students, most of them were not very familiar with Wang Fulin. They only felt that this equivalent student could still be polite after watching a game of Killing Stick, and his psychological quality and on-the-spot performance were quite impressive. Only Cheng Naixuan in the crowd raised his eyebrows in surprise, thinking that this was the virtuous brother who used to beg and chat with others and seemed very bad at socializing?

Wang Fulin knew that although these rebuttals were powerful, they were absolutely not so strict that they could not be refuted. In other words, they were just talking nonsense, that's all. Anyway, his real focus was on buying his nephew as a slave. After adjusting his breathing, he decided to take out his trump card and do his best in one battle.

However, at this moment, he heard a shout suddenly from outside Minglun Hall: "The Grand Master is the ruler for the common people! Then Wang Fulin did not buy his nephew as a slave, but forced his nephew as a slave!"

Xie Tingjie, the chief censor in the hall, immediately sat upright. It was not until the middle of the Ming Dynasty that all provinces in the world had set up special school officials, and the rest of the provinces used the deputy envoy of the Censorate as the recruitment department. Because there was no Censorate in Zhili in the north and south, he used the inspector of the inspector to supervise the school. The chief examiner of the provincial examination every year often had to report to the court to send other people, and the supervisor censor assisted him. Therefore, he, the great master of the school, had just taken office, and planned to seize the time to try to admit a group of students every year in each prefecture and county for three years to achieve the results. Who knew that such public opinion had just left!

He slapped the handrail in anger and shouted to his left and right: "Go out and check out Benxian, who is roaring outside!"

In addition to clerks, the censors often transfer one or two Imperial College students to accompany them, which is a way to provide the latter with an opportunity to train. In the future, they can also become an official with such a resume, but it is almost over. Xie Tingjie brought such an old supervisor in his forty years. He immediately responded and came in and saluted soon after, and said, "Grandmaster, a man outside claimed to be Wang Qiu, a nephew of Wang Fulin. His brother forced himself to buy a slave for Wang Fulin and asked the Grandmaster to make his decision for him. He also said that the contract for selling his body was fake, but Wang Fulin bought a clerk in She County's house, and built a fake seal carved with a piece of dried tofu!"

In an instant, there was an uproar in Minglun Hall. This inside story was so explosive that no one could resist the urge to whisper in front of the grandmaster.

As the protagonist today, Wang Fulin couldn't help but speak loudly at this moment, and he had the urge to laugh.

He never expected that Wang Qiu, who cruelly abused his brother and betrayed him, was still hiding this trick on the contract for selling his body at that time, and then he had an attack at such a deadly moment.

But, no matter whether it is true or false, if there is a way in heaven, you will not go, and if there is no way in hell, you will bump into it!
Chapter completed!