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Only Jingzi's injured world can achieve...

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Jingchen Hall is located on the bank of Mochi Lake, between the Sixth Hall of the Academy and the back mountain.

It is the resident place of the gentlemen in Mochi Academy when they are not in class on weekdays.

But most of the time, people are not fully present.

After all, most of these gentlemen are part-time art students of the academy, and they also have their own main duties outside on weekdays.

If it weren't for the great Confucian who accepted apprentices among the scholars of the academy, if it wasn't for the think tank who was enshrined in the Youlan Mansion in the city and was regarded as the guest of honor by the Lord Duyou, or for the gentleman who ran a certain academy power and property at the foot of the mountain.

Moreover, the masters of art in the academy are also on rotation. Every time a new student enters the academy, a new group of teachers will be selected from the academy to teach in the academy.

Today is the first day after the busy mid-month exam, and the weather is fine.

It should also be due to the review of the papers. The art masters came more than before, and I don't know if it is the reason why Meng Xuezheng, who is very disciplined, sent someone to inform them.

In Jingchen Hall.

Meng Zhengjun arrived first, just like every day.

As soon as she came, she began to work every day. According to the plan today, all the papers for the mid-month exam will be reviewed. If the speed is fast, the results will be published today.

After a while, several gentlemen arrived at the Jingchen Hall one after another, and saluted Meng Zhengjun who was the closest to the door.

"Mr. Meng, good morning."

"Mr. Chen, good morning... Good morning, Mr. Zeng."

Mr. Chen and Mr. Zeng are both teachers of economics and art in the academy.

Jingyi is a great art, and it consumes a lot of energy. The school arranges two gentlemen to take charge of the Jingyi classes in the three schools.

For example, for lighter arts, such as calligraphy, such as music art, one teacher is in charge of all the six schools, but there are exceptions.

Mr. Chen is a middle-aged man, kind and approachable. He is still dressed like Zhao Rong when he first met him at the gate of the academy. He has a long beard and black hair behind him. He wears a wide shirt and clogs. , celebrities in disguise.

As for Mr. Zeng, he was dressed more like a wealthy old man, with a dark green brocade suit and a Confucian crown neatly, unsmiling, a little serious, with his hands behind his back, and his white beard curled up.

Mr. Zeng glanced at Meng Zhengjun, called "Xiao Meng", and walked to the seat inside.

Mr. Chen was half a step behind, turned his head to Meng Zhengjun and said kindly: "There are still Jingyi test papers for the three examination rooms of Xin, Ren and Gui, and they can be corrected in the morning, Mr. Meng and so on."

Meng Zhengjun shook his head, "No rush, it will be done within today."

Mr. Chen responded with a chuckle, and returned to his office seat.

At this moment, the figures of two men appeared one after another at the door.

You can hear it even before you walk in.

"Brother Duan, when you walk with me, can you keep your eyes in check so that you don't wander around? Those who don't know will think that I'm as bad as you."

"What do you mean by floating around? I am a painter. God gave me a pair of eyes to discover beauty. What's wrong with me using them to find the beauty around me?"

"Then you can't see a beautiful woman, just keep your eyes on her. If you don't know, you will think you are a lecher, a hungry ghost, and even mistakenly think that I am an accomplice." This voice line The gentler man's voice was somewhat disgusted.

The other voice was a bit rough, but bold:

"Hahaha, what about lustful people and hungry ghosts, what's so bad about it? I think these two kinds of people love and despise sex more than ordinary people. They are wonderful people who really know how to appreciate sex like me. .I not only love the color of beauties, but also the color of mountains, water, and haze..."

After a pause, he continued: "However, recently, I happened to read a wonderful book called "Yue Rong Bian". The discussion on the beauty of women in it made me amazed, and I began to be very interested in the beauty of beauties. Eh, Su Brother, you follow poetry, Confucianism and Taoism. In the past, there should be no shortage of poems and essays, and you should know a lot of fairies and beauties on the mountain and down the mountain. If you recommend it, let me appreciate it..."

"It's nonsense, stay away from me in the future."

"Okay Brother Su, you are amazing, you are noble."

In the hall, Meng Zhengjun raised his eyelids, and he recognized the person immediately, so it was not surprising.

Sure enough, soon, two young men dressed as gentlemen walked into Jingchen Hall one after the other.

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Chapter 685 Reviewing Papers ([-])

"Mr. Meng, good morning." The male gentleman called Brother Su cupped his hands.

"Mr. Meng, good morning." This was the owner of that rough voice.

Meng Zhengjun replied, "Mr. Su Xiao, Mr. Duan Xiao, good morning."

The two gentlemen who came in were both young in appearance, probably less than 30 years old, but they had very different styles and temperaments.

The one walking in front is called Su Changfeng, dressed in a clean white Confucian shirt, with a fair face and a baby face, showing a hint of immaturity of a young man.

He is a teacher of poetry and prose at the Mochi Academy, and he is also here to teach the poetry and prose class in the straightforward hall.

The person who followed him, calling himself a "person who loves sex", was actually a tall and burly man, even bigger than Gu Yiwu, more than nine feet tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but with a big bald head , I don't know if it was a last resort or intentional.

If it is the latter, it is more convenient, and can save the trouble of wearing a crown every day.

His name is Duan Jiuling, and Zhao Rong and other straightforward students are very familiar with him. He is a master of painting in six schools, and his big shiny bald head is so recognizable.

On weekdays, when all the students walk in the academy, they can find Mr. Duan from a long distance.

The two of them are not the official academy masters at present, but the "Little Mister" of Mochi Academy. They just came to Linlu Academy not long ago, so they can be called "Mr. Quasi".

There are still a few little gentlemen like them in the academy.

It is the reserve of Mr. Shuin.

This is the practice of most Confucian academies. Every few years, young Confucian students from 72 academies will be admitted to the nine continents of the world.

They are either the best among the scholars of their generation, or they are simply the seeds of study born in a certain academy, the proud sons of heaven.

The selection criteria are strict, and the knowledge and cultivation must be far superior to those of the same class.

Even so, you have to start as a 'little gentleman' first, or you can be promoted to the official teacher of the Confucian academy, or you have to endure for decades, or have outstanding achievements and reputations.

This is also the orthodox process followed by most of the current academies.

Meng Zhengjun took such a path.

The Meng family is a famous Confucian family in Wangquezhou. It is a scholarly family. Meng Zhengjun’s root is Zhengmiaohong. He used to be the seed of Linlu Academy. After graduation, he stayed in Linlu Academy in this continent. Along the way, he became Mr. Xuezheng who was in charge of etiquette in the academy.

However, there are exceptions. For example, some non-orthodox academies can make great learning, and the famous Confucians and Confucians who are well-known in Confucian schools in several continents will be respected as masters by Confucian academies even if they are old and have no aura. But after all, only a few.

But there is one exception in Lin Lu Academy right now, and that is Zhu Yourong.

Not long ago, she was hired into the academy at about the same time as Su Changfeng and Duan Jiuling.

However, Zhu Yourong directly skipped the stage of 'Little Mister', and is a real academy gentleman.

There is no other reason.

She is the first-class scholar of Confucianism recorded in the Confucian Temple.

All 72 academies in the world can be adjusted by her, and in which academies she is placed, she will start directly with the academies. Even if her snow-eyed Yuanying does not lack those eyes, in the Confucian academies in Xiaozhou, where Confucianism and Taoism are slightly weaker, she will directly become a " "Six Gentlemen" is not bad.

So the girl in blue who was kidnapped by the snacks was right, Mr. is still too lazy.

Right now at the entrance of Jingchen Hall, Meng Zhengjun glanced at the two young gentlemen who had just arrived, and asked, "How is the examination paper revised?"

Su Changfeng nodded and said, "There are still a few exam rooms left."

Duan Jiuling smiled and agreed, "It's coming soon."

Meng Zhengjun nodded.

The two young gentlemen returned to their workstations in the lobby.

They are located close to each other. Although they come from all over the world, they are all colleagues who entered the academy. After getting along these days, they are also familiar.

Su Changfeng walked to the seat, first used a small dust removal technique, cleaned the seat carefully, and then sat down with peace of mind, began to take out the books and utensils, and put them on the table.

But to the surprise of the gentlemen around, this Mr. Su quietly took out a wooden ruler from his sleeve, and carefully measured some places on the table.

Then, the test papers, paper, ink, pen and inkstone were placed in specific places according to a certain spacing rule that others could not understand.

Judging by his careful survey and calculation, it should be accurate.

Crowd: ...

The bald Mr. Duan Jiuling next to him didn't have this kind of attention. He leaned back on his chair, threw the candidate's picture scrolls on the table, and took out a copy to start reviewing. He didn't bring everything. He turned his head and said:

"Hey Brother Su, I borrowed a vermilion pen to make me famous. I was so absorbed in painting last night that I forgot to bring it when I went out in the morning."

"Why don't you forget yourself?"

Su Chang didn't raise his head, and taunted him. After the things were placed, he breathed a very comfortable breath, and started his new day's work perfectly.

Seeing this, Duan Jiuling scolded with a smile: "Brother Su really took off his pants and farted."

Su Changfeng frowned: "The table is in a mess, don't you feel uncomfortable? What a bunch of ordinary people."

Duan Jiuling raised his hand and touched his bald head, "Don't you feel bad about spending your precious time on this? What a bunch of mediocre people."

"Humph."

On the other side, Meng Zhengjun saw that it was almost time, so he called a few schoolboys who were running errands, gave a few instructions, and the schoolboys responded and went to the six schools to inform them.

Meng Zhengjun looked back at the Jingchen Hall, it seemed that everyone who should come had come, nodded, and went to close the door.

At this time, a woman's figure appeared at the door.

In Jingchen Hall, no matter whether it was Su Changfeng and Duan Jiuling who were talking about each other, or Mr. Chen and Mr. Zeng who were seriously correcting the test papers, everyone turned their heads and looked at the door.

Because it is a 'rare customer'.

"How did you come?"

Meng Zhengjun asked Zhu Yourong in doubt.

The latter stopped gracefully, with his hands behind his back, looked up at the plaque at the door, and asked curiously, "Is this the Jingchen Hall?"

Meng Zhengjun nodded.

"Oh, that's the right way, Mr. Meng step aside."

With her hands behind her back, Zhu Yourong walked past Meng Zhengjun with a smile, and walked into the lobby by herself.

"Hello Mr. Zeng, Mr. Chen, fellow daoist Duan, Mr. Su, hello..."

All the gentlemen responded with a smile.

Zhu Yourong is not afraid of strangers, she behaves gracefully and calmly, cupping her hands together, "I was busy a few days ago, so few people came here, don't blame Mr. Meng and everyone."

"When I went out this morning, Jingzi, my schoolboy, went up to me and stuffed me with some pastries from Jixiangzhai, telling me not to come empty-handed, but to bring some for you gentlemen to taste. Alas, I'm not a sensible girl..."

Mr. Chen smiled and comforted: "Mr. Zhu, you are welcome. It is normal that you are too busy to come. We are not here all the time. It just happened to change the paper today. Mr. Zhu is still very dedicated."

Some gentlemen sitting idle nodded, "Yeah, this girl Jingzi usually watches the turmoil in the academy, but I didn't expect to be so knowledgeable, humble and sensible."

Su Changfeng suddenly answered, and said with a smile: "Jingzi is a good child, very sensible, but Mr. Zhu who can teach her is of course more sensible. Mr. Zhu is humble."

Zhu Yourong smiled and responded with a few words, warming up the scene, and then distributed the cakes for all colleagues to taste, and chatted a few words by the way, and the atmosphere became familiar.

Meng Zhengjun watched silently without saying anything.

On the other side, Su Changfeng frowned and said to Duan Jiuling, "Can you stop staring at Mr. Zhu?"

Duan Jiuling wondered: "Mr. Zhu is a great beauty recognized by everyone inside and outside the academy. I am a man, and I don't stare at beauties. Could it be possible to stare at you?"

Su Changfeng's eyes kept shifting, and he didn't look at Zhu Yourong who was politely distributing pastries not far away. The latter gradually approached them. Su Changfeng's eyes were focused on the test papers, earnestly grading, but he couldn't help whispering Rebuked: "Stop talking nonsense. That's all right, you should stop talking now."

Duan Jiuling looked at Brother Su who seemed to be seriously reviewing the papers, and then at the polite and generous female gentleman not far away.

Under the round bald head, a very conspicuous thick eyebrow was raised.

He glanced at Brother Su meaningfully, then suddenly changed his face, and nodded seriously: "Why don't I ask Mr. Zhu."

"No, you..."

Su Changfeng became anxious immediately, but Duan Jiuling had already spoken involuntarily:

"Mr. Zhu, may I keep looking at you?"

At this time Zhu Yourong was bringing the last cakes to share with them, upon hearing this, she smiled and said generously, "Of course, you can, fellow Daoist Duan, please feel free."

She called Duan Jiuling a Taoist friend, which is a popular title on the mountain, but in the eyes of some idiots, only when they recognize and respect the other party's Tao will they call the other party a Taoist friend.

Obviously, Zhu Yourong is no stranger to this big bald man who teaches artful painting, and has some understanding.

Duan Jiuling grinned, turned his head and raised his eyebrows triumphantly at Su Changfeng, who was reserved: "That's weird, Mr. Zhu himself agreed, but Brother Su is obstructing in every possible way."