The First National Preceptor of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 273

Xie Qing bowed and said, "Master, I have made many mistakes before. I am willing to help you point out the errors in the original map so as to benefit the people."

Looking at the child who was not even eight years old, Yu Shinan nodded with some relief and said, "Get up first. I have spent my whole life compiling history and organizing atlases. I never thought that someone would be interested in these things."

After Yu Shinan finished speaking, Xie Qing chuckled.

Yu Shinan soon discovered that Xie Qing's request to help him organize the map and the surrounding roads of Chenjun was not a joke, but a serious matter.

Then they saw the child sitting in the library, drawing a very detailed map of the mountains, rivers and geography near Chen County.

Yu Shinan was organizing the road map of Chen County when Xie Qing suddenly said, "Master Yu, this is wrong. This is a cliff. Because it has been neglected for many years and is overgrown with grass, the surveying officials mistakenly thought it was a road. If anyone walks down from here, they will surely fall into the cliff."

Why are you able to explain this in detail?

Xie Qing nodded and said, "I only seek the well-being of the people, not to become an official. This road is dense, and the thickets and forests are secluded, where evil people lurk. To ensure the safety of merchants and envoys, I am willing to dedicate my life to this cause!"

Yu Shinan laughed when he heard this.

In the Tang Dynasty, it was said that one could become a Xiucai or Juren at the age of nineteen.

"My troops or envoys passing through Chen County will not encounter danger due to the treacherous roads, nor will envoys from other countries suffer injuries due to being late or unfamiliar with the terrain. This is detrimental to the diplomatic relations between our two countries!"

If possible, even students with graying hair would be willing.

Yu Shi helped the student up, nodded in deep agreement, and two lines of tears streamed down his face.

Such talent is exactly what the country needs.

Meanwhile, Yao Silian was located at the northernmost part of the entire academy. Even before he came of age, Yao Silian's reputation for being a gentleman of upright character and virtuous conduct had already spread throughout the streets and alleys, and he had already been selected as the Crown Prince's tutor.

In addition, Li Chengqian was the eldest son of Empress Zhangsun and Li Shimin, and his status was extremely noble. Therefore, it was appropriate to choose such an outstanding person to serve as the Crown Prince's tutor.

Li Chengqian had been arrogant and domineering since childhood, and was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, so he didn't think Yao Silian was any different from the Grand Tutor.

He would either sneak off to fish in Taihu Lake while Yao Silian was in class, or falsely accuse Yao Silian of stealing things from the palace. Of course, these things could not reach the Emperor and Empress; only Yao Silian's close confidants suffered greatly and were harassed by him.

These companions, and even the people serving Yao Silian, could no longer sustain themselves.

Yao Silian only said that the Crown Prince was still young, so everyone continued to serve him. However, as time went on, even Yao Silian couldn't keep up with the Crown Prince's mischievousness.

After teaching the sons of these wealthy and powerful families in Beishan, Yao Silian realized that most of them were extravagant, arrogant, and lawless.

Yao Silian came out of the palace and went to teach at Beishan Academy without even changing his clothes. So the clothes he carried with him were still from autumn. It was already spring, and although the cold winter had passed, it was still very chilly.

These cotton boots were already worn out, with even the toes showing. But when he was about to get dressed for class, he found that his cotton boots had been repaired. The clumsy stitching was definitely not done by someone close to him.

A look of gratitude flashed in Yao Silian's eyes. He then picked up the shoes and was about to leave when he asked who had repaired them for him.