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Chapter 306: Uncle Lu, please take a seat, just call me Xiao Chen

Xie Yu stared with his eyes wide open, looking a little disheveled.

What's going on? I treat you as my brother, but you secretly want to be my senior? And you want to be my uncle?

"What are you talking about, Brother Lu?" Xie Yu reached out and touched Lu Zhan's forehead, wondering if Lu Zhan was confused. They were not related at all, so it would be too much to call him uncle or master.

Lu Zhan opened his hand and said thoughtfully: "No, I just said it wrong..."

Xie Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "That's right, you and I are brothers, how could you be my uncle? Your seniority is so high that it scares me. Don't say this in the future, otherwise our dean will think you are trying to take advantage of him."

"I am indeed not your uncle." Lu Zhan corrected him seriously: "Because I am your great uncle."

"?"

Xie Yu's face turned green. Well, well, it's only been a short while, and his seniority has skyrocketed, right?

If they chatted for a while longer, wouldn't Lu Zhan become his great-great-grandfather?

Xie Yu felt that the situation was not favorable to him at this time. He said with a stern face: "Brother Lu, this kind of joke is not allowed! Do you know that your immediate superior, the current princess, is of the same generation as my master?"

"I'm not kidding you." Lu Zhan stood up and patted Xie Yu on the shoulder: "Let's go, take me to see the dean's nephew."

"..."

When the dean applied for funds for turtle breeding to be paid by the college, it was Zhu Xi who first rejected it, and the two of them had an unhappy argument because of it.

It is said that the back mountain was very noisy more than ten years ago because the great scholars liked to discuss philosophy when they had nothing to do. While discussing, they would easily get angry and verbal disputes would arise, causing chaos.

The Confucian scholar, who was always famous for quarreling, realized at that moment the helplessness of a scholar meeting a soldier.

The dean felt ashamed to face the students, so he had to suppress them by force, forcing them to keep silent and prevent them from spreading the news.

I thought I had picked up a good job, but I didn't expect the dean was so poor.

There was a stove burning in the pavilion next to Merlin. The firewood was picked up from the creek in the morning. There was a pot of tea on the stove, and chestnuts, sweet potatoes and peanuts on both sides. The dean of Luyun Academy sat calmly beside him, with a small blanket on his legs and a fat orange cat in his arms.

He had clearly used a silencing technique to keep the students from spreading the matter to themselves, but they still found a way to spread the news.

Who stipulated that great scholars must set an example?

The dean held the orange cat and sighed, "Old Zhu, can't you be more flexible with the funding for raising the divine turtle?"

Xie Yu's legs were so weak, you are so arrogant!

Xie Yu didn't plan to accompany Lu Zhan in his rage. What if Lu Zhan fought with the dean and got covered in blood?

"Brother Lu, I..."

Is this what you call cliché?

The firewood fire is soft, the felt is warm, the cat servants are lazy, and they are all sitting around the fire making tea, how elegant.

In the past, Confucianism advocated that if you can talk, don't use force. After this reform, it became that if you can use force, you should talk less. This policy was opposed by many great Confucian scholars, who believed that it was the behavior of a warrior and was really a disgrace to civility.

The dean argued, "But since the divine turtle came to the academy, the number of visitors to the academy has increased, and it has earned our school a lot of extra money."

Zhu Xi said sternly, "It's your own business to raise a divine turtle for the sake of face, and you must not use the public account. Even if you and I have a close relationship, we must distinguish between public and private affairs. Don't you understand this principle?"

However, Zhu Xi was not interested in the court. Even though the current emperor invited him to come out of retirement several times, he did not change his original intention. However, his disciples were like fish in water in the court of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and their talents filled the temple.

……

When one has money, it is true that a gentleman will not bow down for a few grains of rice. But when one is broke, a penny can make a hero fall. Zhu Xi does not know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are because he does not manage the household!

The dean is indeed respected as a great scholar by people all over the world, but being a great scholar also costs money.

This made the dean gradually begin to doubt himself and Confucianism.

"Old Chen, you are in a good state of mind now."

"..."

A figure in a white robe came out of the plum forest and arrived at the pavilion in the blink of an eye. The man had a broad forehead, a full chin, bright eyes and a high nose. His white robe was stained with a few plum blossoms, and he looked quite like an immortal.

He went to Wei Jinyao to argue about this matter, but the other party turned the tables and said that he was just greedy and it had nothing to do with her.

Lu Zhan grabbed Xie Yu by the collar and moved his feet. The two of them disappeared into the forest and headed towards Luyun Academy.

"Xiaoyu, your honesty is very much in my master's eyes, but I don't agree with your desire to run away. Let's go!"

If this matter were to be told to others, probably no one would dare to believe it. Who would dare to believe that the dean of the highest institution of learning in the world would live such a miserable life?

The dean became angrier and angrier as he thought about it, and he wanted to beat Wei Jinyao up.

The back mountain of Luyun Academy is where the teachers of the academy cultivate themselves and improve their character. Students are not allowed to enter without permission, and the entire back mountain is quiet.

The dean stared at her. Cliché?

It is the middle of winter and the wintersweets on the back mountain are in full bloom.

"We are a school, not a tourist attraction. I haven't talked to you about those people affecting students' studies." Zhu Xi did not give in: "As the saying goes, a gentleman will not bow down for a few pieces of silver. Dean, you are a famous scholar, how can you be so clichéd?"

When Wei Jinyao had refined the Shenwei Pill, he assured him that this pill was refined with great effort. His mistake was to believe Wei Jinyao's lies. He excitedly asked for a pill and took it. As a result, when he climbed up to look into the distance, he was turned into a turtle by the pill and crawled as slowly as an old turtle, becoming the laughing stock of the entire academy.

The dean returned to his melancholy look. It was really hard to be the dean. There was no income at all. It was good enough that he could support his training and research. No wonder those grandsons were unwilling to be the dean in the first place.

I thought it was all over, but who would have thought that under the effect of the silencing spell, the students could actually think of other ways to spread the news.

Then this policy was thoroughly implemented, and the tendency of quarreling was curbed. The Back Mountain became increasingly quiet, and became a truly elegant place.

The visitor was none other than one of the great Confucian scholars of Luyun Academy, named Zhu Xi, also known by the courtesy name Weizhi. He was a well-known Confucian scholar in the Great Zhou Dynasty, good at governing the country, and quite popular in the court.

Fortunately, the news that was spread was unclear, and outsiders thought that their academy had raised a divine turtle. Otherwise, where would he put his old face?

But now Confucianism and Legalism actually have loopholes.

He once believed that Confucianism was the most orthodox profession in the world, and other professions were just insignificant in front of Confucianism.

The dean and the great scholar had an argument and finally went to the top of the hill to fight.

He also wanted to spend some money and be extravagant, but he was the dean and had to be extra careful in his actions. Even raising a turtle had to pay for it himself.

Later, the dean Chen Taizhi issued new rules that whenever there were disagreements during discussions, people could go to the top of the mountain and fight.

"Ugh……"

The dean sighed heavily. Although he bought a magical turtle to save face, the cost of raising the magical turtle was too high and no one had reimbursed him yet.

Zhu Xi advised: "Don't sigh, since it has already happened, we should face it calmly."

"Humph, you make it sound easy!" The dean said unhappily, "If I could raise turtles at public expense, I would be able to face it calmly."

"..."

"Why do you keep talking about money? If this gets out to outsiders, what will they think of our Luyun Academy?"

"Outsiders really don't know how stingy our Luyun Academy is!"

Zhu Xi was furious: "You old man, do you want to fight?"

"Do you think I'm afraid of you?" The dean stared.

Zhu Xi was about to have a fight with the dean, but then he thought that the dean had been worried about money recently, and if he fought with him at this time, he might be blackmailed.

Thinking of this, Zhu Xi's attitude softened a lot, and he said, "Forget it, I won't bother with you. If you want to blame someone, blame that divine tortoise for being a big eater. It wants heavenly materials and earthly treasures for every meal. It's really abominable."

"Humph." The dean sneered, "The most hateful one should be Wei Jinyao! I can't beat her, and I can't scold her. Her words are really insulting... From now on, our academy will not accept people from the Demon Suppression Bureau. I will beat them all if they come!"

Zhu Xi sat opposite, reached out and scooped up the orange cat, and said soothingly, "Alas, the people of the Demon Suppression Division are indeed arrogant... But the new director of the Zishi Division is quite interesting. I heard that when he was in Jinling, that guy defeated your favorite disciple Lin Hongwen."

The dean was furious: "Just talk, why are you trying to steal the cat?"

"..."

After getting the cat over, the dean snorted, "Hongwen is extremely talented in Confucianism, but he has never experienced anything, so he is a little frivolous. The incident at Wangyue Teahouse was a wake-up call. Since returning to Beijing, he has been studying hard every day, and his mentality has improved a lot."

Zhu Xi hesitated to speak: "But we can see that boy's poetic talent, if..."

"Forget it." The dean interrupted Zhu Xi. He had no good feelings towards the people of the Demon Suppression Division. "Writing one poem is nothing. Writing two poems is nothing. If you can write poems continuously, you are truly talented. His poems in Wangyue Teahouse are indeed amazing, but there is only that one poem."

"It seems that you hate the Demon Suppression Bureau to the core." Zhu Xi thought the dean was stubborn.

If a talent like Lu Zhan could be recruited into Luyun Academy, he would surely be able to promote poetry.

However, the dean was unwilling to extend an olive branch because of the other party's identity as a demon-suppressing master.

Could it be that Lu Zhan is the same as Wei Jinyao?

How many years does it take for a bully like Wei Jinyao to appear in this world?

Zhu Xi thought Lu Zhan was a good guy. If he could be accepted as a disciple, he might go down in history. Unfortunately, the dean was too stubborn.

The dean said confidently, "Those who were promoted by Wei Jinyao must be valued by Wei Jinyao. With Wei Jinyao's character, the people she values ​​must be similar to her. How much better can they be?"

"In short, no one from the Demon Suppression Bureau can step foot into Luyun Academy. It will be useless no matter who comes. I, Chen Taizhi, said this. Otherwise, what's the point of me being the dean?!"

He is not fighting for the bread, but for the face. Chen Taizhi has been cheated by Wei Jinyao many times, but this time he keeps his word!

After hearing these powerful words, the dean felt extremely relieved.

Yes, the purpose of life is to fight for one’s dignity!

Lu Zhan is indeed talented, but that doesn't mean that this great scholar has to lick people's boots. Although he is a little short of money, he still has basic integrity. The integrity of a scholar is the most important thing!

But at this moment, the book boy came in from outside and whispered, "Dean, Master Zhu's disciple Xie Yu wants to see you."

Zhu Xi narrowed his eyes and said, "Hmm? Why does my disciple want to see the dean?"

"Humph, a gentleman chooses virtuous people as his teachers, it's normal for him to come to me." Seeing Zhu Xi's displeasure, the dean suddenly felt much better: "Let him in. I remember that Xie Yu's academic performance is not bad, I think he can become an official."

Zhu Xi frowned, his virtuous demeanor completely gone, and angrily said, "Old thief, what do you mean by this? You're not trying to steal my disciple, are you?"

"How dare you! How dare you talk to the dean?" The dean glared at him, "Besides, what does this have to do with me? This disciple has good vision, so he came to see me in private. If you don't want to lose face, I advise you to hide away, so as not to be slapped in the face in front of you. It's really embarrassing."

"..."

Zhu Xi felt like there was something stuck in his throat. The reason he reacted so strongly was simply because the dean often did such unkind things.

For example, Lin Hongwen was originally a disciple of Qi Daru, but unfortunately he was forced to become a disciple by the dean. This old man has a criminal record, so we have to be on guard against him.

Although Xie Yu's talent is not as good as Lin Hongwen's, he has also achieved some success. What would happen if he were to switch to the dean's tutelage?