Taking the initiative to remarry! The crazy prince is obsessed with me

Then Wan Xiuze began to talk about his journey of studying:

"When I was young, I loved reading. However, my family was poor and I could not afford to buy books. I had to borrow books from people who had collections of books. Sometimes, the weather was cold and the ink in the inkstone was frozen, but I did not dare to delay for a moment. In this way, I was able to read many books.

Later, when I was older, the private school teacher could no longer answer my questions, so I had to go to the homes of learned teachers for advice. The teachers were highly knowledgeable and there were countless people seeking advice. It often took me three to five days to say a word, and the pain I felt was beyond words.

Now, thanks to the blessing of the Empress, the price of books has become cheaper, and Wansheng Bookstore will soon be opened in Dashun, but good teachers are still hard to find. I think if the court can open public schools everywhere, standardize private schools, and support more teachers, wouldn’t it benefit the people more? "

As soon as the words fell, everyone in the room had different expressions. Those from poor families could relate to Wan Xiu Ze's words. Who hasn't been through this? If they could really establish a public school, it would be a great thing for the benefit of the world.

"Wan Zhuangyuan, what a good suggestion!"

Those with prominent family backgrounds were at a loss. Is studying... so difficult? I have never experienced...

Zhao Zhe was particularly disdainful. Is it difficult to study? Then go back to the countryside and farm! Is this the capital city where you should come? You still want to study in the office? That's unrealistic!

If students from poor families were given the opportunity to move up, wouldn't they be taking away the positions of these students from wealthy families?

He thought to himself that after the banquet was over, he would go back home and talk to his father about it. After all, his father was the Minister of Revenue... If the Minister of Revenue said there was no money, how could this public school be run?

So Zhao Zhe looked at Wan Xiu Ze with contempt, but ultimately said nothing.

Some people looked at Wan Xiu Ze with even more fanatical eyes. It was a miracle that he could become the top scholar despite coming from such a poor family. He was truly a genius!

Even Qin Yu, who was sitting in the pavilion nearby, stared at Wan Xiu Ze after hearing these words.

Well... She had lived in the countryside since she was a child. Although she had never been to school, she saw that the scholars in the village were all like what Wan Xiu Ze said, and that studying was very difficult.

Once, she was forced by her adoptive parents to wash clothes in the river in the coldest days of winter. She rescued a man on the ice. The man was a scholar who was carrying a basket of books to study. He was almost frozen to death, but he was still protecting his books tightly.

So when she looked at Wan Xiu Ze, she couldn't help but feel a bit of admiration and sympathy... They were all people who had suffered before, and it was not easy for them to reach their current position!

Shen Xiyue leisurely appreciated the reactions of the crowd and was in a very happy mood. Oh, Gu Zhilan's idea of ​​opening a public school was really great!

It was definitely not all luck that enabled Gu Zhilan to successfully reach that position in her previous life and become a winner in life who will go down in history.

She is indeed ruthless, but it must be said that as a time traveler, her vision and cognition are definitely extraordinary.

The ideas that Gu Zhilan can come up with must have been verified by later generations... Just use them if they can be used!

Murong Xuan held her hand, as if to remind her not to laugh out loud.

After everyone below had finished discussing, he slowly spoke: "Wan Zhuangyuan's words are really deafening. Liao Bangyan, your father is the chief academician of the Imperial College. What do you think about the establishment of public schools?"

Liao Wei never expected that he would be called by name, so he stood up and bowed, "The students think it's great! Wan Zhuangyuan's words only let us see how hard it is to study. If the court opens public schools to educate people all over the world, it will benefit the country and the people."

Murong Xuan laughed loudly after hearing this: "Liao Bangyan is indeed from a family of teachers and educators, and he has inherited the legacy of your grandfather and father."

Then he looked down and said with a gentle smile, "Tomorrow, please invite Lord Liao and Master Liao to come to the palace to discuss matters."

Liao Bangyan's eyes lit up. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince meant to discuss the matter of public schools!

He was about to respond, but suddenly hesitated: "It's just that Your Highness, it was Wan Zhuangyuan who proposed to establish a public school..."

"Wan Zhuangyuan has been assigned another task!" Murong Xuan waved his hand, clearly indicating that he didn't need to worry about these trivial matters.

Wan Xiu also bowed to Liao Wei and said earnestly, "After listening to what you said, I know that you are also a person who cares about the people. I hope you will take care of the public school."

When Liao Wei heard this, he was no longer polite. His Liao family was indeed more knowledgeable than others about running schools.

Wan Xiu was even more relieved. This was a very good arrangement. He didn't have to worry anymore!

Shen Xiyue was smiling the whole time. Hey, Liao Wei did really well in the exam. Considering his family background, he is the perfect person to work in an office school.

After settling the top two candidates in one go, Murong Xuan looked at the third place winner, Qin Lang. Qin Lang was well prepared. He performed a sword show in public, which made the women beside him applaud and cheer. Then he said that he wanted to go to the Ministry of War for training.

Murong Xuan naturally agreed.

Zhao Zhe straightened his chest and waited for the prince to ask him questions!

For today's Deer Singing Banquet, he specially wrote a parallel fu entirely in parallel. The words he chose were gorgeous and the allusions he used were profound. It was even more talented than the one he wrote in the exam hall.

He deeply believed that this was his true level.

If he hadn't made a mistake in the examination room, Wan Xiu would not have taken the lead in the palace examination and been chosen as the top scorer!

Today, he will definitely avenge his previous shame!

Ah...I can't even sit still anymore.

As a result, Murong Xuan slowly withdrew his gaze from his expectant eyes, raised his glass to look at everyone, and smiled slightly: "Let's drink together and have fun today!

Zhao Zhe: “…”

He didn't understand why the prince didn't ask him? Was it because his father was from Prince Yao's faction? But could he blame his father? It was obviously the prince who was not doing well... Why was he taking revenge?

He looked bewildered, but the newly-appointed scholars below had already raised their glasses together: "Thank you, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

Murong Xuan smiled.

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The Lu Ming Banquet was lively here and did not end until dark.

Prince Duan sat in Kongshan Temple for a whole day. This time, Manjushri Bodhisattva could not answer his questions, and Master Zhikong also could not answer them. He sat in front of the statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva for half the night, trying to figure it out but not being able to.

Maoping made all preparations along the way, just waiting for him to come out of Kongshan Temple.

It was not until it was completely dark that Prince Duan dragged his stiff legs and slowly walked out of Zhikong Temple and along the corridor. The red lanterns hanging on the corridor on this side were hung with the incense money she donated.

Prince Duan lowered his head, watching his own shadow struggling under the lantern, his mood fluctuating.

Except for Zhikong Temple, there were no lanterns. The rich night color and the already somewhat sultry summer night were entangled together, pouring in from all directions and swallowing him up.

Prince Duan went down the steps and walked down the mountain step by step. He looked up at the sky, which was dotted with stars. He lowered his head, and the guards around him did not dare to speak.

The guards held the lanterns high and helped Prince Duan to mount his horse. Several guards also mounted their horses and protected Prince Duan in the middle.

The crisp sound of horse hooves was shrouded in the sultry heat and was swallowed up by the dark night as soon as it sounded.

Prince Duan sat on his horse, his heart swaying from side to side, and he pulled the reins step by step towards the city... Suddenly, he saw tiny dots of light appearing out of thin air not far ahead, and gradually, they were covered by a psychedelic Buddha statue.

"Buddha... Buddha..."

Prince Duan was stunned and reached out to touch the halo, but no one around responded to him. There was silence.

Prince Duan looked around and found that the guards surrounding him had disappeared without a trace.