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Chapter 43 - Passing on the Fire

Seeing Jiang Anyi crying, Deng Haonan comforted: "Don't cry, Jiang Anyi, you came because of me and left because of me, I must explain to you." The mountain leader appeared at Jiang Anyi's residence, and the students passing by looked here curiously. Deng Haonan said: "Anyi, this is not a place to speak, please follow me."

Deng Haonan led Jiang Anyi through the academy and went straight to the residence of the back mountain. The mountain-long courtyard was like the teachers. The small courtyard was full of greenery, and the walls were covered with ivy, which were natural green screens. There was a vegetable shed in the courtyard, and the slender vines spread along the shed into thick shade. Yellow flowers and red flowers poked their heads out of the green leaves, and green or white fruits fell heavily from the shed.

There was a middle-aged woman in the yard wearing a coarse cloth dress like a woman on the farm. Seeing Deng Haonan bringing Jiang Anyi in, she smiled and nodded to Jiang Anyi, Deng Haonan introduced: "This is a cumshot."

Jiang Anyi hurriedly bowed and said, "I have met my master's wife."

There were bamboo tables and bamboo chairs under the rattan rack. Deng Haonan signaled Jiang Anyi to sit down. The master's wife brewed a pot of tea and served a plate of pumpkin seeds to serve the guests.

Deng Haonan personally filled a cup of tea for Jiang Anyi, and a rich fragrance spread in the courtyard with a fog, making people feel refreshed. Jiang Anyi is no longer unfamiliar with tea. When he lived in Linjia Villa, Lin Yizhen told him a lot of knowledge about tasting and tea appreciation, which led to the later Anlong Temple buying tea, but Jiang Anyi had never encountered such a fragrant tea.

The tea is bright, mellow and refreshing when you enter the mouth. When you enter the stomach, you will feel the wind in your armpits and your worries will disappear. Jiang Anyi blurted out: "Good tea, I don't know which tea this is, why the fragrance is so fresh and strong, like the fragrance of flowers."

"This tea is called jasmine tea. It is made by mixing jasmine flowers into tea leaves and repeatedly scented. It has the rich and refreshing tea and the fresh fragrance of flowers. I love it very much."

"Jasmine?" Jiang Anyi had a blank understanding of flowers and plants. In addition to the wild flowers blooming in the mountains and fields of his hometown, his understanding of flowers is basically blank. Of course, when he came to the academy, he still knew the roses in his yard.

Seeing that Jiang Anyi didn't know the jasmine, Deng Haonan pointed to a few green plants at the corner of the house and smiled: "This is jasmine. May is the flowering period, and there are no flowers yet."

Jiang Anyi saw that the jasmine leaves were green, and there were vaguely buds of millet-sized grains among the green leaves, which were inconspicuous. He didn't expect that the flowers would have such a strong fragrance when they bloomed. Unfortunately, he was about to leave the academy, otherwise he would have to come to see the flower and smell the fragrance of the flower.

Deng Haonan did not find Jiang Anyi's thoughts, but looked at his own courtyard with deep affection and said slowly: "This courtyard was built when the academy was opened. It has a history of 288 years. Since the first place of Chief Wang Shan, all the mountain chiefs have lived in this courtyard. By the time I have lived in twenty-six mountain chiefs."

Unexpectedly, this inconspicuous courtyard had experienced more than 200 years of wind and frost and witnessed the storm of the entire academy. Sitting in the courtyard, Jiang Anyi suddenly felt awe-inspiring feeling.

"You should know all of these mountain leaders. There are their introductions in the Xianxian Hall and their calligraphy in the stele forest. In the past three hundred years, the original intention of Zechang Academy to "learn classics and learn ancient times, practice the Tao, and achieve great sages" has not changed." Deng Shanchang was so excited that he gasped, and drank a sip of tea with red face before he calmed down.

Jiang Anyi was a little puzzled. The mountain leader said tea and yard, which seemed to have little to do with being persuaded to leave. A gust of wind passed, and the small loofah swayed among the vine racks and swung the swing.

"The Master said 'there is no distinction between education'. Liu Wenhuai was moved by the 'nine-ranking system of recruiting scholars' at that time, and loudly shouted 'only talent and virtue are the key, and no distinction between high and low'. After Zheng established the country, Zheng Taizu won the imperial examination and the children of poor families had the opportunity to make a comeback."

"However, the powerful and powerful forces are intertwined, and they are not something that poor people can defend. Take academies as an example. Although there is no tuition fee, the annual expenses are still as high as ten taels. How can a real poor family have the money to send their children to study?"

Jiang Anyi empathized with this. If it weren't for the folding fan business, he would have to study hard at home. Zechang Academy was just a beautiful dream for him.

"The reputation accumulated by Zechang Academy over hundreds of years makes the court dare not be underestimated. In the provincial examination, there are always a certain amount of students shortlisted for the imperial examination. This allows the powerful and powerful families to see a shortcut to advance. There are countless children coming to school every year. You also know that the academy recruits only eighty people every year, and there are more than two hundred children of these powerful and noble children. Once, they were all in the academy, and they were all princes and grandsons."

"In order to change this phenomenon, the twenty-one chief Chen Shanzhang wanted to go out to the three exams, so that talented poor children have the opportunity to study in the academy. From the other end, the previous chiefs all intend to take half of the recruitment of freshmen. This is why the number of poor children and powerful children in the academy is today is similar."

Jiang Anyi breathed a sigh of relief, and the fragrance at his nose calmed down a lot.

"Although the academy has won a place for poor children, the imperial examinations and careers are still far inferior to the powerful children of aristocratic families. I am a poor family and have a deep understanding of this."

Deng Haonan sighed and drank the tea in the cup. Jiang Anyi was attracted by Deng Shanchang's narrative, forgot his thoughts, poured tea for Shanchang, and listened with his ears. The playful bees raised their wings and stopped on the flowers, causing fear to disturb the conversation.

"The career is difficult, and I feel unfair but unable to change it. Later, I was fortunate to become the chief of the academy. I wanted to start with the academy first. I chose Liu Yushan, supported him to establish a book club, gathered some talented and ambitious poor children together, helped each other, and suggested that they will achieve something in the future and then feed back to poor students. You should know this from Liu Yushan's mouth."

"When I saw you in Dezhou that day, I believed that God helped me, and sent you to me, and invited you to study at Zechang Academy. I knew all the things that happened in the academy. Your talent attracted everyone's attention. I wanted to use your influence to hang the weak students, so your appearance made the struggle between poor children and powerful children become fierce. These were originally under control, but I didn't expect that when I went to Dezhou, Qin Haiming and others assassinated you, so that conflicts broke out early, and students gathered to siege Sima's Mansion, making things uncontrollable. Now the academy is in full swing. As a key figure, you are no longer suitable to stay in the academy, so I will reluctantly persuade you to withdraw."

Jiang Anyi said aggrievedly: "The mountain chief, Anyi just wants to study with peace of mind and cannot do the big things that the mountain chief said."

Deng Haonan sneered: "You thought you could stay out of the matter. I thought the same as you back then, but I was always put out of the matter. No matter how hard I tried, I would never be as close to blood or nepotism."

Deng Haonan's words were full of resentment, and Jiang Anyi was speechless for a moment. The yard was quiet, and only the jasmine tea was scented, and a few yellow flowers were protruding from the green leaves and looking at the movement.

"An Yi, I said I would give you some explanation. Don't worry, drink tea, listen to me, the old man, gossip." Deng Haonan's tone was soft. After drinking a sip of tea, Jiang Anyi's mood became more stable.

"An Yi, do you know why I like this jasmine tea?" Before Jiang Anyi could answer, Deng Haonan asked and answered: "It's because of this jasmine flower. The jasmine flower is inconspicuous among the flowers. The flowers are small and white, with no bright colors, but are extremely fragrant and simple and noble. I often think that it would be a blessing for me to be called like a jasmine flower in my life."

After saying that, Deng Haonan smiled and said, "Don't laugh at An Yi, I have lost my composure."

The jasmine flowers are inconspicuous but fragrant and noble, indeed like the leader of Deng Shan. Among the many officials of Dazheng, the mountain leader of Zechang Academy is insignificant. However, as the chief of the academy, he has cultivated countless talents, which is fragrant all over the world. Jiang Anyi sincerely praised: "If the mountain leader is too humble, the jasmine should be ashamed of being as tall as the mountain leader."

Deng Haonan smiled and said, "On the day I passed away, An Yi should not forget to write an elegy couplet for me with the title of jasmine flowers."

"The mountain leader was joking."

"I am nearly fifty years old and have not had much time. My biggest wish in this life is to give students from poor families more opportunities to enter school and become an official. An Yi, you are also from a farmer family and have experienced the difficulties of studying in poor families. When you will be willing to stay in a high position in the future, think more about the children of the Han family who are still struggling and talk to them. The fire is over. I hope that after I die, someone can continue this matter. You, or Liu Yushan, or others in the academy who are interested in it, as long as more and more people are willing to speak for the children of poor families, the current situation will definitely change."

It seems that the mountain leader’s expectations for him remain unchanged. Jiang Anyi smiled bitterly and said, “Master leader, I am going to be persuaded to leave the academy. If I leave the academy, I will be powerless even if I have the will.”

Deng Haonan laughed and said, "An Yi, you don't have to be humble. With your talent, you can pass the exam smoothly even without a good teacher. However, I have said that I would give you an explanation, so I will not deceive you. I am about to recommend an amazing wise teacher to you."

Jiang Anyi was excited and listened to Deng Haonan continue: "This gentleman is the former mountain chief of the academy, and the former Imperial College Priest, Mr. Fan Yanzhong."

With a buzzing head, Jiang Anyi was instantly shocked by a huge sense of happiness and was unsure where he was. Mr. Fan Yan was truly famous for a long time. Jiang Anyi could even memorize his resume: In the fifth year of Xiangqing, he was the top scholar in high school at the age of 26, and was appointed as the editor of the Hanlin Academy. He entered the palace as a prince to be taught. Two years later, he became a attendant. He served as the academic director of Zechang Academy at the age of 38, and later served as the chief of the mountain. He returned to Beijing at the age of 48. He served as the doctor of the Imperial College, a priest, and a priest. He begged for illness and return to honor at the age of 60.

If you say that Yu Zhijie is a role model for scholars in Xinqi County, then Fan Yanzhong can be said to be a role model for the students of academy, or even the role model for scholars all over the world. To be able to receive such a gentleman’s teachings, it is really a smoke from the ancestral grave. You must know that when you meet Mr. Fan today, you should call him "teacher".

Deng Haonan smiled and watched Jiang Anyi fall into a dizzy hurriedly. As a scholar, he could feel this sense of happiness, so he drank tea and watched Jiang Anyi "float" for a while. Finally, Jiang Anyi recovered and grinned and said, "Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you."

"Now I'm not blamed for persuading you from the academy." Deng Haonan's rare good mood started to joke with Jiang Anyi. Then he changed his mind and said, "Don't be too happy too early. I can introduce you to Mr. Fan, but whether Mr. Fan accepts you as his disciple depends on your own performance."
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