Mo Zi shook his head. He did not support anyone because Momen thought he didn't like this complicated etiquette, but he only accepted Cheng Zhiyuan's etiquette and asked him only.

“Is there a place to live?”

Cheng Zhiyuan said: "Of course there is one, including food and accommodation, as for salary..."

Mo Zi shook his head: "I don't need a salary. As for food and accommodation, you can give me a piece of land."

Cheng Zhiyuan said: "If you come here to do righteous deeds, you don't have to do this, because since you have passed our assessment, you are a lecturer in the Xingong Palace. Since you have this reputation and identity, you are already in

It's time to do something that benefits the world."

"This is the greatest righteousness, so everything you deserve. You don't have to feel guilty or any other emotion. Only with contributors can you enter the class. A person's talent, knowledge, and skills determine that he stands in the face.

where."

Cheng Zhiyuan said: "This is the greatest benefit and righteousness that we can give to the people of the world."

Mo Zi was a little moved, but he still insisted on not having a salary. Cheng Zhiyuan said that since he wanted to be a lecturer, he would definitely have a salary. This is a rule and cannot be shaken. Mo Zi also said that when he came to teach, he was doing justice and profit.

The world does not require salary, and this is his rule.

So, both sides took a step back, and Mozi voluntarily donated his salary, hoping to hand it over to the new palace as funds for operation.

By the side of Mo Zi, Zhiou seemed very happy. He gave Cheng Zhiyuan a thumbs up: "You are indeed a talented person. My husband is a talented man in the world. He is like this guy, so he is not worthy of being an examiner here."

He was referring to Lu Jian, and Lu Jian was immediately angry and looked at him with anger. However, he saw Zhiou laughing and was not afraid of him at all. Instead, he said: "After all, you are even the master in your palace.

I can't even recognize it!"

"Bang!"

Lu Jian felt his face flushed. This matter was indeed embarrassing. No one expected that Master Cheng would come back. After all, Qin Chu was fighting fiercely now, and Zhao Qi was still stabbing the knife in the back. At such a mess, Master Cheng

Shi Shiran actually came back. It seemed that such a big disturbance had nothing to do with him. The most important thing was that Lu Jian himself had not seen the process of Zhiyuan, so how could he recognize this?

But it is indeed embarrassing to be embarrassed in this matter, and there is no way to defend it.

So his face turned red, like a ripe peach, but he couldn't refute it. He held his breath and felt a little chest tightness and pain.

Mozi rebuked at this time:

"You can't abide by Confucian etiquette, but you can't use this attitude towards strangers. This is a moral issue and has nothing to do with etiquette."

Zhiou immediately bowed down again, with a sincere and serious expression: "What the sir said is, the disciple is wrong."

But Mozi just sighed slightly, and Cheng Zhiyuan looked at the man and suddenly said to Mozi: "Mr. Mozi, you can enter the school palace, but he, are you going to let him be a disciple or...

..Staker?"

Mo Zhai suddenly said, "How about the lecturer?"

Cheng Zhiyuan said: "Sage, don't tease me."

Mo Zhai laughed: "The world never laughs. It's true that this is the case, so many people envied."

Cheng Zhiyuan was helpless: "If you want to laugh, you can't laugh, how can you be envied?"

I'm afraid it's not a pervert! Is there anyone in this world who doesn't like to laugh? I can't laugh. What should I do if you ask me to do!

Cheng Zhiyuan raised his hands behind his back, and Mo Zhai said, "Don't joke, I am a disciple, so I will be a disciple of the school."

Cheng Zhiyuan: "There will be an assessment before the winter solstice. In addition to elective subjects, there are also compulsory courses."

I was careless: "I dare to ask my master for advice!"

Cheng Zhiyuan's eyes fell on him: "Chinese, etiquette, music, morality, calculation of classics, physics, geography."

Zhiou was stunned for a moment, then was a little confused, while Mo Zhai exclaimed and asked, "Ritual music is also taught? Isn't it included in political subjects?"

He was a little unhappy because Mozi believed that music could not educate the world. The most famous one was Mozi's own theory of the Holy King, which means that there was very little music in ancient times, so there were many holy kings.

Later, there were too many rituals and music, and there were fewer holy kings. At this point, Mozi opposed all music. He believed that in addition to making people happy, music would also waste energy in the end. Of course, the most important point is the most important point of this era.

Only princes and nobles will focus on studying rituals and music. If you study this thing, you will definitely relax your efforts to govern the country and the people.

In contrast, Zhongni just hated Zheng State's rituals and music, thinking that Zheng State's rituals and music were too dissatisfied. Well, it is roughly equivalent to the classical music school watching pop music school.

Cheng Zhiyuan: "This ritual and music is not that ritual and music."

"This ritual is not a heavenly ritual, and this ritual is not a heavenly ritual. The ritual and music in the compulsory course is an emotional practice. From emotional overemotion to rationality, music can make people full of strength and increase people's cohesion and identity.

”

"I know that Mo Zi hates rituals and music, but is it really rituals and music? It is the inaction of the kings and nobles."

Mo Zhai refused to speak, but he agreed to Cheng Zhiyuan's words, so Cheng Zhiyuan suggested: "Instead of listening to me here, it's better to go to the scene and listen to it at that time."

Cheng Zhiyuan looked at Zhipiao again: "Seven subjects are required courses, so there is naturally a deep meaning. During the assessment, these seven subjects must be tested. As for the score, they are calculated by using hundreds of numbers, seven hundred numbers, and two hundred four

If you are more than ten, you will be considered qualified.”

Considering that some people may have high physics and some people may have high geography. Yes, what is meant is the Mohist school and military gentry. Such people who are biased in subjects can relied on a subject to score points. If they are set at 300 or 400, they may

These people can't even pass the entrance exam.

These guys in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period are serious.

Therefore, the standards set for this first independent enrollment are still very low.

Wei Qionggun looked at Cheng Zhiyuan and Mo Zi talking. It was not until this time that she had time to insert it, but she had already taken out a piece of bamboo slip from her box and held it in her palm. When Cheng Zhiyuan turned around, she

, and handed over the bamboo slips.

"This is, this is my summary, the way to calculate the scriptures is infinitely vast... Please read Cheng Zi."

The female young man seemed very nervous, as if she was welcoming the assessment of fate. Cheng Zhiyuan took it over and after looking at the first line, his eyes were slightly shocked.

Cheng Zhiyuan seemed very surprised, looked at the female master up and down, and finally returned the bamboo slips to her.

Transition and phase division.

It's indeed... a very good girl.

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The winter solstice will come soon, and time does not wait for others. It will pass in a flash and always passes by people inadvertently.

After Cheng Zhiyuan left there, Lumen and others would help Mo Zhai prepare a residence. Even if he didn't like the doll, of course, the female girl who passed the assessment was naturally among them.

Doll, as for dolls... Cheng Zhiyuan can basically confirm that this straight doll is probably a mechanic.

However, is it really correct to use the title of agency?

Ying Yiren heard Cheng Zhiyuan's guess and whispered: "During the reign of King Mu of Zhou, the people in the Western Pole came, and the people who offered the government were like living people, able to dance, singing, singing, and speaking.

Neng said that King Mu did not know that this was a creation of the organ, so in the Emperor Mingtang, the organ teased King Mu's concubine. King Mu was furious and wanted to send someone to behead him. He turned him into laughter and stopped him. When he started the organ, King Mu suddenly realized that it was

This is just a...dead thing."

Cheng Zhiyuan closed his eyes and took a long breath.

"Can dead creatures... still be considered dead creatures?"

Cheng Zhiyuan opened his eyes.
Chapter completed!