Disguised as a man: Watch me create a new dynasty

The Yan Family School announced that students from poor families could work in some of the Yan family's industries to pay for their tuition.

If the student comes with his family, they can also rent land from the Yan family to ensure the basic living of the student's family.

To lease the Yan family's land, one only had to pay 10% rent, so many students from poor families who wanted to study for imperial examinations came here to try their luck.

The Yan family's actions received mixed responses from the outside academies, but this did not stop students from traveling thousands of miles to visit the Yan family in Jiuyou Mansion.

These students are just one of the thousands.

Yan Nansheng understood them. After all, he had gone through so much trouble to find this place to study, and he originally thought that there would be a knowledgeable and talented old teacher to teach him. But when he arrived, he found that his teacher was only his peers. How could that be acceptable!

They had only heard some rumors about the Yan family's studies, and they had never seen anyone from the Yan family.

Therefore, they did not recognize that the person in front of them was one of the scholars of the Yan family.

Looking at their indignant expressions, Yan Nansheng felt very calm inside.

He who does not know is not guilty.

Seeing that Yan Nansheng didn't react or refute them, they felt like he was being unreasonable and were very depressed.

At this time, some students from the clan school had already arrived for class. When they saw several unfamiliar people surrounding Yan Nansheng with angry expressions, they felt something was wrong.

When several students saw someone coming, they looked at each other, and one of the older students suddenly raised his voice.

"Your Yan family wants to gain fame, but you don't want to use the future of thousands of students as bargaining chips, right?"

"You are a ten-year-old child. You haven't read books for a few years, have you? How can you teach and educate people? Isn't this misleading the students?"

"Is this how your Yan family's ancestors made their fortune?"

"That's enough! Shut up!"

"A scholar starts by cursing other people's ancestors. Do you think you are worthy of reading the books of sages?!"

"I don't remember which sage or scholar has ever published a book like this. How about you teach me? It seems that you have learned the essence and can apply it very well."

More and more students are coming to attend classes around here, and there are also some parents who come to send their children to school.

"Are these new here? Didn't you find out who they were scolding?"

"That's right. After reading a few days of books, they look down on everyone and think that no one can teach them except the great scholars? This is what frogs in the well look like, right?"

"Didn't you ask about the teacher of the Yan family before coming here? You dare to speak so arrogantly in front of the master without even knowing him."

They had never seen the famous scholar of the Yan family so majestic. His aura was no less than that of the county magistrate.

"Since you do not agree with the Yan family's teaching methods, please leave. We in the Yan family do not welcome people who come to our house to study and scold us."

Several students were so angry that they laughed, "Who do you think you are? How can you be the head of the Yan family?"

"That's right. You are just a teacher who relies on the Yan family for food, but you dare to drive the students of the Yan family away? You are so shameless."

"It's not your business to worry whether I am or not. It's fine as long as you are not."

"You! You are ignorant! How dare you scold us!"

Yan Nansheng turned his head away, and felt his eyes were dirty just by looking at them.

"Mo Qing!"

"Yes!"

Mo Qing brought several guards from the clan school and stepped forward to lift them up and prepared to throw them out.

"Stop! Stop it!"

"Why are you kicking us out?"

"You are so domineering, aren't you afraid of bringing discredit to the Yan family?"

……

bang bang bang...

"Ah...my ass!"

"Ouch..."

There were already a lot of people gathered outside the clan school. When a few people saw so many people watching, they immediately lay down and started crying.

"Everyone come and take a look! Not only did Brother Yong's kid from the Yan family come to treat everyone perfunctorily, he also beat people up!"

"There is no law anymore..."

"Shut up, you!"

"How did Young Master Yan hit you? He threw you out just because he wanted to be reasonable. If someone comes to my door and curses my ancestors, I will beat that person up and let him go to see his ancestors!"

"That's right, don't you look at your own moral character? You're still a scholar!"

"It's really embarrassing for scholars!"

"what are you saying?!"

"Who is he? Yan Xiucai?!"

!!!

Is he Young Master Yan?

The only one in the Yan family who could be called a young master was Yan Nansheng, who passed the imperial examination and became a scholar at the age of five.

He is Yan Nansheng!

Did they just scold their idol?!

Seeing that their shocked expressions did not seem to be fake, everyone looked at them in disbelief.

"You don't even know Young Master Yan, yet you dare to come to the Yan family and learn how to curse?"

"I really don't know whether I should praise you for your skills and courage..."

At this time, several people had sad faces, looking as if they had lost all hope in life.

The person who was jumping the most happily just now quickly got up, pulled a few people who were still slumped on the ground, and then stumbled away amid the accusations of the crowd.

When everyone saw that the singer was gone, they all dispersed.

Yongxi Lane finally became completely quiet.

The first class today is Yan Nansheng's.

It was not yet time for class, but the classroom was already full of people.

Everyone came early because they wanted to grab a front seat.

I didn't expect that something like this would happen, delaying my chance to grab a good seat.

Yan Nansheng knew that such things might happen again in the future, and the one he encountered today was just a student whose methods were not very sophisticated.

If someone with higher means comes to cause trouble in the future, the students who come to the Yan family to study will also be affected by them, and their mood for studying will be disturbed.

She put the lesson plan in her hand beside the desk and walked to the middle of the classroom.

The eyes of the students around him followed Yan Nansheng's movements.

Looking at these students with admiration in their eyes, Yan Nansheng curled the corners of his mouth.

There are still more cute people.

"Everyone should know what happened at the door this morning."

"Before we start today's class, I have a question for everyone."

Upon hearing this, all the students in the classroom listened attentively to Yan Nansheng's words.

"Why are you studying?"

The classroom was silent for a moment, and everyone was thinking about Yan Nansheng's words.

One child replied weakly: "My mother said that studying can make my family's ancestors' graves smoke green smoke."

As soon as these words were spoken, the classroom was instantly filled with laughter.

"I know. I know!"

"There is gold in the book! It can help me find a wife."

"My mother asked me to study."

……

Everyone spoke one after another, expressing their purpose of studying.

Most of these children come from poor families and they don’t know why they should study, they just know that they must study.

After a while, the classroom became quiet. Yan Nansheng looked around at the ignorant faces.

I increasingly feel that developing the clan school into a college is a very correct thing to do.

The children in front of us may not have been born in the prosperous city of Kyoto, but they are the future of the Daqing Dynasty.

Their desire to read is no less than that of the children in Kyoto.

Although her purpose in doing this was not pure and she wanted to build a good reputation, she really wanted to do something for the people in the North.