Only this green, not disappointing the spring

When Shangguan Qingyue returned to the private room with the freshly prepared food, Xuanyuan Yan immediately waved and asked her to sit next to him.

"You're back just in time. I was just discussing the matter of the charity school with Uncle Shangguan. Let's discuss it together."

Shangguan Qingyue's eyes immediately brightened when she heard this. She cut the cakes skillfully and asked excitedly:

"That's great! Is the academy going to be built soon? I don't have to pass by those little beggars with guilt every day. Just thinking about it makes me happy!"

As soon as Xuanyuan Yan raised his hand, she seemed to be prepared and immediately handed the fork beside her to him.

The two of them got along well and naturally. Baili Nanqing and Shangguan Chong and his wife looked at each other, communicated silently for a moment and then returned to normal.

Shangguan Chong perked up and asked:

"I wonder where the academy is built and how many students it can accommodate?"

Shangguan Qingyue felt a little embarrassed when talking about this. She only mentioned the matter of the charity school with her lips, and left all the actual work to Xuanyuan Yan.

Even so, the other party never complained and worked hard from beginning to end.

Xuanyuan Yan seemed to have guessed her thoughts and patted the back of her hand to comfort her. Then he replied:

“It’s a villa I own in the suburbs of Beijing, but it’s not registered under my name, so there’s no need to worry about anyone finding out.

That place is close to Cuiwei Mountain, and I have also bought the 100 acres of vacant land around the villa, so it should be able to accommodate 1,000 to 2,000 people."

Shangguan Chong stroked his beard and fell into deep thought, sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling. After about a cup of tea, he spoke again:

"If we only take in homeless beggars, wouldn't that be too limiting? Many poor families, no matter how hard their lives are, have never thought of abandoning their children. They should not be ignored."

Baili Nanqing listened carefully, and suddenly thought of something, and immediately said:

"According to what you said, isn't it a bit too narrow-minded to only take in young children? There are many poor students who also need our help."

Shangguan Qingyue also had a sudden thought and said:

"Shouldn't our charity school be limited to just teaching people to read and understand? Not everyone is good at reading. It's also good to learn a skill to support your family!

What if they were divided into different categories and allowed to choose for themselves? "

Xuanyuan Yan found it very interesting, "What kind of skills do they teach?"

Shangguan Qingyue immediately smiled, holding her chin with both hands while thinking and saying:

"Well, for example, mathematics, medicine, needlework, or even carpentry... anything that can earn money after learning it is fine." When she said this, her eyes lit up instantly:

"I think Grandpa Nanrong will be very happy when he finds out. Many hands make light work. Even if he has superb medical skills, he can only save a limited number of people.

If we can train tens of thousands of excellent doctors, then it will no longer be an empty talk to free the people from diseases. "

Shangguan Chong was very pleased with his daughter's righteousness, but he still poured cold water on her:

"Yuer, your idea is good but it's actually too naive. Have you ever thought about the fact that the Nanrong family already has its own Xinglin Academy? What we are doing is undoubtedly stealing other people's jobs.

Even if Nanrong Divine Doctor has great righteousness in his heart, he will not agree to it."

Shangguan Qingyue opened her mouth slightly, uttered an awkward "ah", and then suddenly clapped her hands and said excitedly:

"Father, do you think it would be feasible if we could bring Xinglin Academy together to do this?"

Xuanyuan Yan couldn't help but curl his lips when he heard this, his eyes full of doting.

"Qingqing, can you tell us in detail how we can convince Xinglin Academy to take this up? After all, this seems to be a thankless task."

Shangguan Qingyue waved her hand proudly after hearing this, and said confidently:

"Don't be afraid, we just need to convince Grandpa Nanrong. As long as he agrees, Xinglin Academy will definitely not dare to disobey!"

Xuanyuan Yan smiled and nodded.

"Good idea, then I'll leave it to you."

The four of them chatted until noon, and then went to a restaurant together to have lunch before parting.

Shangguan Qingyue admired Xuanyuan Yan's ability to get things done very much. Only five days had passed since their discussion, but the little beggars who used to gather around Shuiyunjian were almost nowhere to be seen.

In order to confirm her guess, she simply rode her donkey Xiaohua around several streets and saw almost no ragged children or teenagers.

Furthermore, the place in Shuiyunjian that was specially opened for poor students to read books began to see fewer and fewer people.

She thought the word "Yixue" was too vulgar and simple, so she begged Xuanyuan Yan to give her a nice name. He thought for a moment, then quickly picked up his pen and wrote four big characters on the rice paper:

Qingxin Academy.

Shangguan Qingyue chewed the word "pure heart" repeatedly in his mind and asked:

"But it is taken from the idea of ​​a peaceful mind and a free mind?"

Xuanyuan Yan looked at the little girl in front of him steadily, his eyes seemed to be somewhat helpless and doting, and finally he just shook his head gently.

"I didn't think so, but your explanation is quite appropriate."

As for what he was thinking, he didn't say it clearly, and Shangguan Qingyue didn't ask again.

Soon, the name of Qingxin Academy gradually became known to people. It was said that the academy not only did not accept students, but also provided free meals and accommodation for students. Many families hurriedly took their children to send them to the academy.

However, they were all rejected one by one.

The academy’s explanation was that if one was truly a poor family with nothing, one would have to find a local village headman to act as a guarantor, and then have a letter of recommendation written personally by the county magistrate before one could enter the academy.

As for the beggars in the capital, they had been carefully screened before the academy was built. Therefore, even if a beggar-like person came to the academy in ragged clothes, he would not be taken in.

Fortunately, Xuanyuan Yan's careful consideration enabled the academy to successfully block the first wave of people who wanted to take advantage of the situation.

Later, after making inquiries from many sources, people suddenly discovered that the principal of Qingxin Academy was Shangguan Chong, who had suddenly resigned from his post.

There are many people who disagree with it, and there are also many who look at it differently.

However, the angriest person among them was Shangguan Zheng, the second master of the Shangguan family.

He thought that after his elder brother resigned from office, the emperor would take into account the old relationship between the Shangguan family, one of the nine great families in Beijing, and promote him.

But after waiting for nearly two months, not only did I not get any good news, but I suddenly heard that Shangguan Chong had become the president of the academy!

In a rage, he smashed his own study room, and this matter naturally could not be hidden from the old lady and the old man.

The old lady's first reaction was to worry about whether her youngest son had hurt himself. Seeing his wife so confused, the old man suddenly regretted his decision.

I don’t know when the youngest son started to become increasingly narrow-minded.

Before, he didn't think much of it because the Shangguan family didn't need him to take the lead. But now, when he thought about becoming the head of the Shangguan family in the future, he felt that he was not worthy of the position!

Seeing his wife was in a hurry to see their youngest son, he slammed the table so hard that the teacups clinked, and the old lady's face turned pale with fright.

"You old man, why are you banging the table so hard?! Are you trying to scare me to death?!"

The maid hurriedly supported the old lady, and used her other hand to help her calm down.

"I am angry that you are getting more confused as you get older! Spoiling a child is like killing him. How can you not understand such a simple truth when half of your body is buried in the ground?!

Zheng'er will be the one who will shoulder the entire Shangguan family's burden in the future. However, instead of taking responsibility, he is extremely petty.

His elder brother even resigned his official position in order to avoid competing with him. Now he is just an unknown head of a mountain, but he cannot tolerate it. If this gets out, won’t he be ridiculed by the whole capital? ! "

The old man became more and more angry as he spoke, and he shouted directly to the outside world: "Come here, call the second master to me!"

This was the first time that Shangguan Zheng experienced his father's anger, and it made him, who was already over thirty years old, feel completely humiliated!

The old man scolded his youngest son like a machine gun, then gulped down half a cup of cold tea. When he finally calmed down, he felt a little distressed.

He let out a long sigh and was about to say a few heartfelt words, but Shangguan Zheng had already lost his patience.

He swept all the cups, bowls and dishes on the table beside him to the ground with his long arms, and roared with red eyes:

"Father, have you scolded me enough? If not, then wait until your son leaves and then you can scold me to your heart's content. I'm sorry I won't accompany you any more!"

After saying that, he immediately turned around and left. The maid who was waiting outside the door couldn't dodge and was kicked away by him. Perhaps the kick hit her vital part, and the maid fell to the ground and didn't move!

The old man behind him stood there in a daze at first, and then, he fell straight back!