Iron Dynasty

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Taihe Village outside Qingzhou City.

Hundreds of villagers talked after reading the newspaper.

"This bunch of rotten confucians is really hateful. Our life has only been stable for a few years. They just tossed like this.

"Yes, if it wasn't for your Royal Highness's decree that we had a good day, we must not let these rogues deceive the crowd to let His Highness believe their words."

"Yes, drive this group of people out of the country and let them go to other places to do harm. This Xie Ziyun's home is in our village. Let's go and ask his parents how they raised such a ungrateful man. Things, if it weren't for your Highness to return the rich family's land to their old Xie family, where did Xie Ziyun get the money to study, go!"

"..."

The villagers are getting more and more excited when you say something to me.

The leading people were the captains of the village. As soon as he waved, the people of Taihe village followed them to Xie's house.

The dying Xie Ziyun who was beaten yesterday was sent back to Xie's house. It was because of taking care of his son that Xie Dongyi did not go to the newspaper today.

As he cursed the hitter, the villagers rushed into his house angrily.

"Xie Dongyi, take your son out of the country. There is no such shame in our village." A villager angered.

"That is, if people in other villages know that Xie Ziming is from our village, and don't know how to point at our village, it would be too embarrassing for us."

"It's more than embarrassment. It's ungrateful. I fought against the King Qi after eating his meal. Bah, I really can't stand it anymore."

"..."

Xie Dongyi was dumbfounded by the scolding, he shouted: "What are you talking about, how can I not understand, my son was hurt by someone, you are not sympathetic, why are you still humiliating him like this, you really are me Is it bully?"

"Bah, it's a pity that no one will let you die." A villager shouted.

Xie Dongyi’s face flushed immediately. Xie Ziyun was the pride of their family. He met a lot of high officials in Chang'an just last year. This is the capital he brags about. Now that the villagers say so, he is naturally angry and picks it up. The **** on the side is about to hit someone, "Li Er, you can try one more sentence."

At this time, some villagers responded and shouted: "Xie Dongyi didn't go to the newspaper this morning. Your son's name can be in the newspaper now. He dared to take some scholars to make trouble at the gate of the mansion, openly confronting his Highness and demanding Your Highness abolished the Bowen Academy and restored the system before the fief."

Hearing this, Xie Dongyi was immediately silly. He couldn't believe it and said: "You are talking nonsense, you are jealous of my son, he can't do that!"

"What did you cheat about? The reporter is still in the village. If you don't believe me, ask him." A villager said.

Xie Dongyi's expression wandered, and finally he decided to ask for his understanding. After dropping his hoe, he ran towards the center of the village. After a while, he walked back like a wooden sculpture.

"We didn't lie to you." The village captain sighed. Seeing Xie Dongyi like this, he obviously didn't know what his son was thinking all day.

Sitting on the ground, Xie Dongyi wailed loudly, "You son of a tortoise, I wake up in the dark and go to the fields for you to study. You don't read carefully to serve your Highness, but you humiliate Your Highness. If you don't have your Highness, can you continue to study? Oh oh..."

Xie Dongyi was crying sad, and the angry villagers were a little unbearable. One villager persuaded him: "Xie Dongyi, you...it's better to figure it out by yourself, but our village can't tolerate him. His skills are too great. We can I don't want to be involved one day."

Hearing this, Xie Dongyi's face was ashen ashes, looking at his second son, third son and youngest daughter, he made a silent decision in his heart. He said: "I beg everyone to let him take care of the injury first, and then I will cut him off. The father-son relationship allowed him to leave the country. From now on, I won't care whether he is flying or starving to death by the roadside."

The villagers fell silent when they heard the words, and they left after looking at each other.

After everyone had left, Xie Dongyi returned to the house. Xie Ziyun was lying on the bed at this time. Although he was beaten by many people, all the beaters left their hands and the injuries were not too serious.

Looking at Xie Ziyun who had already woken up, Xie Dongyi said, "You have heard everything from the outside. You can leave when you are well. The villagers cannot tolerate ungrateful people, and our Xie family cannot tolerate ungrateful people."

Xie Ziyun's frightened eyes were full of anger, and he said: "Father, it's not my fault. I have been studying for so many years, but I have no qualifications to enter officialdom in Fengguo. Why! After all, King Qi is just a faint king , He simply looks down on us poor students and does not give us a chance."

"Nonsense!" Xie Dongyi said angrily: "All Bowen Academy students are eligible to take the exam. Why didn't you go to Bowen Academy in the first place? It's not because the chief examiner of this Chang'an imperial examination is Cui Hao, and she is afraid of getting involved with Bowen Academy. Can’t the relationship enter the officialdom of Chang’an? Aren’t you and the scholars who pretend to be Confucian scholars are all higher than the sky? Don’t you look down on the officials who sealed the country?”

Xie Ziyun was suddenly dumb, he opened his mouth, and he couldn't say a word.

Knowing the son is no better than his father. For Xie Dongyi, it is the same way whether to serve as an official in the country or in the court, but now Xie Ziyun's behavior has touched his bottom line.

Now the people in the village don't understand that it is necessary to support King Qi to keep their good lives. They have all seen the refugees from Jizhou, and their miserable appearance still remains fresh in their memory. They don't want to be as miserable as those refugees.

After a pause, he said: "The county has opened a public person, and the county government said that anyone with children at home can go to the public person to study. After the public person has finished studying, he can enter the Bowen College. A talented person, Dad is going to let your second brother ~www.wuxiaspot.com~third brother all go to school."

"Father, the second and third brothers are all going to study, do you have so much money for it?" Xie Ziyun retorted.

"You don't want money." Xie Dongyi sighed. "You don't want to work for such a good Majesty. Why are you?"

Xie Ziyun fell silent upon hearing this.

And while he was thinking, those Confucian scholars who followed him in the downtown area also encountered a similar situation. Many people were just making a fuss. After learning of the interests, they wrote down penances and handed them to the government office, and promised not to commit them again. And also applied for Bowen Academy.

This time, the turbulent actions of businessmen, people, and craftsmen completely frightened these scholars, and there was no objection to the decree announced by Xiao Ming.

News kept coming, and Xiao Ming was very satisfied with the response from all parties. He did not expect to take this opportunity to thoroughly establish his own talent training and selection system.

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