There are dark clouds in the four schools.

On the eighth day of the lunar month, it was raining heavily, the rain line was pouring down, and the strong wind blew. The cold east wind seemed to tear the towering Yimen. In the wind and rain, the gold-pinned characters on the plaque above the Yimen were no longer clearly distinguished.

But even so, there were still men wearing straw raincoats traveling back and forth in each door.

The school was already in a bad mood. Now that the assistant teacher Qin has been imprisoned, everyone is grateful for Qin Shaoyou's righteousness, and at the same time he is also angry with the injustice of the Imperial College. Many people are ready to make trouble and want to go to the Imperial College for theory. Dr. Zhao chose to calm down the people. Of course, he knew that the Imperial College was a lie in mathematics. The four schools have become the target of public criticism. The four schools can make trouble, but the four schools cannot make trouble. Once a big trouble occurs, something will happen, and it just happens to teach people the handle.

He made a quick decision and mobilized all clerks and servants to guard all the schools and prevent any students from provoking trouble.

But just today, someone suddenly came from school.

Dozens of people gathered in a soft sedan chair to the outside of the ritual gate, and then the sedan chair fell down. The officer wearing a straw raincoat held an oil umbrella to the entrance of the sedan chair. Chen Jijiu got off the sedan chair with a bad face. Although someone was holding an umbrella, the wind was blowing at this time, and countless rain lines still wet his clothes, causing his clothes and the long beards under his jaw to dance.

This made Chen Jijiu feel embarrassed and had to lower his head and speed up his pace in the cold wind.

After half a stick of incense, Chen Jijiu arrived at Mingtang and read out the will of the lecturer to mislead his children. He sat down, and his entourage stood up with evil spirits.

Doctor Zhao and others were already looking like earth. The decree of the disciples was just verified on the surface, but in fact they were destined to be the end.

After Qin Shaoyou finished his journey, all the doctoral and assistant teaching students in the four subjects are likely to be affected, and his efforts over the past six months will be wasted.

Chen Jijiu restrained his smile, held the roster with murderous intent, and said in a cold tone: "Who is the lecturer Liu Zhan?"

A lecturer came out in front of the crowd and saluted obediently, "That's right."

Chen Jijiu looked at him coldly: "Is the one you teach? "

"yes."

Chen Jijiu said coldly: "Then I ask you, how can I explain the "sauce and pickle in the Book of Songs"? "It is burnt or roasted. Good food, sing or singing"?"

Liu Zhan was confused and couldn't answer for a long time. In the end, he had to say, "I'm only responsible for the law."

Bang...

The inkstone on the table was smashed directly by Chen Jijiu. He angrily scolded: "The doctoral and assistant professor of various subjects of the Six Studies teaches different studies, but since the Sui and Tang Dynasties, you have never heard of those who do not understand the classics and history. You don't even know this, so why dare to quibble? Kneel down!"

In this era, even if you meet Shangguan, you don’t have to kneel down unless you make a big mistake. Liu Zhan is already panicked and the situation is stronger than others, so he has to bow down.

Chen Jijiu sneered, looked around, looked at the restless doctor and assistant professor sitting on one side, and said coldly: "The good Chinese studies have been chaotic by a group of clowns. Dr. Zhao, I ask you, who are ignorant like Liu Zhan, how many people are there in the Four Studies?"

"This..." Dr. Zhao was uneasy. Chen Jijiu was not only his Shangguan, but also came with his disciples' orders. He didn't even have the capital to fight him head-on. He had to say: "Chen Jijiu, what is taught by Lecturer Liu..."

A hint of joy flashed through Chen Jijiu's eyes.

He thought Dr. Zhao would submit, but who knew that he would still be stubborn at this time. He interrupted Dr. Zhao with ruthlessness: "Absurd, a person who does not know the classics and history can teach Chinese studies. Zhao Ziye, are you worthy of being an official?"

Ziye is the name of Dr. Zhao. Chen Jijiu no longer uses respectful titles to Dr. Zhao, but calls him the name directly. It can be seen that at this time, he no longer has any affection.

Chen Jijiu smiled grimly. Now he is the winner and has issued an order. This is what the Holy Emperor means. The Holy Emperor asks him to investigate. The intention is already very obvious. He no longer has to be polite to Dr. Zhao, who has long been disgusted with him, because when he "verified" the matter, this Dr. Zhao will probably be implicated.

Now, what he has to do is to conduct a thorough liquidation and confirm the crime of misleading people's children and even deceiving the emperor. Then everyone here, including Qin Shaoyou in prison, will be finished!

Dr. Zhao took a deep breath and said, "Chen Jijiu, whether the four schools of learning are misleading people's children, can we make a conclusion because of whether the lecturer is familiar with the classics and history..."

After being contradicted by Dr. Zhao, Chen Jijiu, who was the winner, was immediately furious.

Now, the second official of Zuo still dared to give himself a penny, and new and old hatreds immediately surged up. He grinned and his eyes were extremely horrifying: "It's a pity that it's a mistake to mislead people's children, it's not that you have the final say; I have to bear the imperial destiny. At this moment, do you still have to be stubborn? Come and take down all these lecturers!"

With a command, the dozens of escorts he brought were going to take action immediately.

An uproar in the Mingtang.

The doctoral and the assistants both showed anger. No matter what, these lecturers were their assistants. After being together for so long, although there was a difference between closeness and distantness, they were at least academic officials. It was simply too much for the Imperial College to target four subjects.

Xiao Zhao's assistant coach was most angry, so he stood up directly, stopped the escort who wanted to take the people, and said sternly: "This is a place where you can win the talent. How can you do this? Chen Jijiu, don't insult her."

"Who are you?" Chen Jijiu laughed in anger and looked at the young man who suddenly appeared coldly.

"The assistant coach Zhao Shen."

Dr. Zhao smiled and said lightly: "Get someone!"

A escort was prompted by Dr. Zhao, and raised his legs and kicked Assistant Zhao to the ground. Assistant Zhao flew out like a broken line bead, and fell to the ground with a bang, and rolled all over the ground with pain. The other escorts rushed forward, pulled out their knife, and started to take action.

The doctors and assistants' faces changed suddenly. When Dr. Zhao saw his son being injured, his lips trembled with anger. He pointed at Chen Jijiu: "You...you..."

Chen Jijiu was very comfortable. He hadn't been so happy for a long time. He didn't even look at Dr. Zhao. With the expression of the winner disdain for the ant, he slowly said: "I am going to investigate the four subjects. Whoever dares to stop him is to resist the orders. If the assistant teacher stops him, he will beat him as an assistant teacher. If any doctor dares to disturb trouble, he will beat me together. He will not be beaten to death." After that, he sat down lightly, watching the next scene of chaos. His expression finally returned to the appearance of an old man. He has maintained this habit for too many years, so that inadvertently, his smile, like a spring breeze, and his sincere eyes recovered.

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Dozens of lecturers were taken away from the four schools of sorrow, and then they were naturally tortured and asked them to confess their relationship with Qin Shaoyou and Dr. Zhao, which gave them so much benefit, otherwise how could they be allowed to enter school to do business.

At this moment, Chen Jijiu received a document from the Ministry of Revenue.

"Call the students?" Chen Jijiu held the official document with fun, and turned his fingers into the official document twice before he said slowly: "Since Wu Shangshu wants to hire people, how can I be negligent? Where can I calculate the students, and as for other studies..." He suddenly remembered something, and a trace of unusual meaning flashed through his eyes: "How many students in the four subjects are there?"

The clerk who was waiting for the order below said, "There are roughly ninety people."

Chen Jijiu pressed his finger directly on the official document and had an idea: "Everyone from all four schools will go, so that those who teach these wine bags will make a fool of themselves, so as to avoid some people saying that I am unfair, and those lecturers confessed, right?"

"Everyone has confessed. Many people have old friends with Dr. Zhao and Qin Shaoyou, some have used money, and one of them sent his sister to Dr. Zhao..." The clerk looked at Chen Jijiu meaningfully and said slowly.

Chen Jijiu smiled and said, "That's done, finally the overall situation has been decided."
Chapter completed!