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Two hundred and fifty-ninth chapter benevolence

Seeing that the academy was not required to be destroyed, the disciples were very happy, and they were also full of praise for Lin Yanchao, calling out to the senior brothers one by one.

Lin Liao said to Lin Yanchao immediately: "You have done a good job in this matter and your methods are very smooth. In this regard, both the mountain chief and I are far inferior to you."

Lin Yanchao smiled gently: "Where is this, the mountain chief and the general teaching is just right, and only then can the disciples learn these principles of practical use from books."

Lin Liao said: "This is your understanding. You have already become a teacher. I and the chief of the mountain can no longer teach you anything. However, as long as the academy can survive, it doesn't matter what the name is. The important thing is that everyone can have a place to study hard. Yanchao. All our academy disciples have to thank you for this!"

Lin Yanchao bowed and said, "Talking about it, this is just a matter of a small matter for my disciples. In fact, County Magistrate He is also a reasonable person."

Lin Liao nodded and said, "Yes, it is better to remember others as kind as better than to remember others as grievances."

Lin Liao said to his disciples around him: "You remember this and come to an end. You are not allowed to go to the government to make trouble again. The head of the mountain will tell you to prepare for next year's children's examination. This is your top priority."

All the disciples are laughing and saying that they are.

A disciple smiled and said, "Speak up, let's tell the mountain leader about this matter as soon as possible!"

"Yes! Shan Chang must be happier than us." Everyone said yes.

"That's not yet. This academy has been working hard for decades!"

Lin Liao smiled and said, "Okay then."

So everyone walked towards Zhiluzhai together. On the way, they met the servant of the Shuyuan Zhai and cleaned the servant. They were also happy to learn that the academy did not have to close.

When they arrived in front of Jieluzhai, everyone saw that the study gate was closed.

Everyone stood outside the door Hou Li, and Lin Liao walked up a few steps and shouted, "Captain of the Mountain?"

After calling a few words, no one in the vegetarian room answered. Lin Liao looked around and asked, "Who did you see the mountain leader leaving the academy today?"

Everyone said, "I didn't see it."

Zhaifu said, "I saw that after the disciple left today, the mountain chief personally locked the yard, and then returned to Jiluzhai alone, probably because he did not go out in the study."

Lin Liao pushed the door in front of the study door when he heard this, but he saw that the door could not be pushed, as if someone was pushing it from inside with a door bolt.

Someone said: "Is it because the mountain leader took a nap?"

Another person said: "But the mountain never locks the door when he takes a nap!"

Lin Liao was also surprised in his heart and reached out to pat the door: "The mountain is long? The mountain is long?"

No one in the vegetarian room answered. Seeing that the disciples were also slamming the door, they shouted to the door: "The mountain is the mountain is the mountain is the mountain is the mountain is the mountain is the mountain is the one?"

Even if it was a nap, it was time to hear it, but there was no response in the door. Several disciples were a little panicked and immediately started to shake the door, but the door frame did not move at all.

Lin Yanchao asked Huang Biyou: "What did the mountain leader say to you before you leave today?"

Huang Biyou said: "The chief of the mountain reminds us that real men should cherish their promiscuity. You are still young and are not as old as him, so why should you commit suicide..."

Lin Yanchao's expression changed suddenly: "I'm confused! Why didn't you hear this implicit sound?"

Huang Biyou and several disciples also sweated on their foreheads and said, "I, I, I, I was so sad and angry that I didn't pay attention."

Lin Yanchao immediately stepped forward and shouted: "What are you waiting for? Breaking open the door immediately!"

At this moment, several powerful disciples rushed to the door with great force. After a few strokes, the door loosened a crack.

One of them leaned into the crack in the door and looked inside, and immediately said with a trembling voice: "The mountain is the mountain is the mountain is the mountain is the mountain is the mountain is the mountain is the mountain is the mountain is the mountain is the..."

More than a dozen disciples immediately rushed to the door without saying a word.

With a bang, the door was knocked open.

Everyone rushed into the vegetarian camp together, and a small scepter on the ground fell to the side, and a three-foot white silk straddled over the beam in the room, and a dead knot was tied under the white silk.

"Chief of the mountain!"

"Chief of the mountain!"

The disciples looked up and shouted together, looking at the calm and long forest with their eyes closed.

But seeing that Lin Yin's appearance was still kind and the Confucian robe on his body was as neat as usual, without any wrinkles, as meticulous as his academic research. Lin Yin shut down all his disciples and asked him to leave the academy, and then closed the door and hanged himself in his Jieluzhai.

"Chief of the Mountain!" The disciples cried out in mercy.

Lin Liao and dozens of disciples knelt on the ground, holding the corner of Lin Yin's robe who had been angry for a long time with his hands, crying loudly.

Then the disciples carefully lifted Lin Yin's body, then held him off the white silk, and then held his clothes flat on the ground.

All the disciples were crying beside Lin Yin, and Lin Liao also shed tears and said, "Chief of the Mountain, why don't you say something to me?"

Several disciples cried and said, "Shanzhu, Senior Brother Zonghai, I have already told Magistrate He that we don't have to close our academy. Have you heard it?"

"Captain of the Mountain! You told me not to be ruthless, but why did you practice it like this?"

Huang Biyou paused and said blaming himself: "We are still one step late."

Chen Xinggui squatted on the ground and said, "What's the use of saying this now?"

There were dozens of people in the study kneeling beside Lin Yin, with disciples and veterinarians, who cleaned the husband.

Lin Yanchao picked up a piece of white paper with words written on the table next to the zhai, and a pen was placed beside the white paper.

Lin Yanchao held up the paper, his wrist trembled slightly, but saw a few words written on the white paper.

There is a pen before life and a satin after death.

Lin Yanchao looked at these lines and couldn't help but sigh that Shan Chang was really a true Confucian scholar. Even when he was about to leave, he did not have a resentment. Such cultivation could not be achieved through decades of hard work.

Several disciples beside Lin Yanchao took the paper from Lin Yanchao's hand and said, "This is the last stroke of the sir."

After Lin Liao stood up and read Lin Yin's writing, he cried to the disciples around him and said, "Why are you crying? You are crying like a woman."

The disciples around him stopped crying after hearing Lin Liao's words, gritted their teeth and made them not cry.

Lin Liao looked at the disciples and said, "The mountain will die like Fan Pang of the Eastern Han Dynasty. Even if he dies, he will be glorious. A person will die once, but the Supreme One will not humiliate first, and then he will not humiliate his body. The mountain will die without humiliating his body. He will not seek life and harm benevolence and die. If he seeks benevolence and benevolence, he will have no regrets in his death!"

Lin Liao said as he stopped sucking and said something else. In the end, he could only bow to Lin Yin's body, then turned his head and walked out of Luzhai.

The disciples on the side also came to Lin Yin one by one, performed great rituals and bowed, and then walked out of the study.

It's Lin Yanchao's turn.

Lin Yanchao saw Lin Yin's peaceful face and was silent for a while. He remembered the usual teachings he taught him, and the first thing he told him that although he was old and didn't know how long he could live, he wanted to see the glory of his Jinshi and that day, but now... now...
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