Today, Li Shui gained two more iron fans, one was Shen Lun and the other was Gongzi Gao.

When these two people were desperate, they found Li Shui and saw Li Shui's ability, and they were immediately devoted to it.

Li Shui was a little uncomfortable when he was staring at the admiring eyes of the two of them. After all, he was a modest person, so he would be proud if he continued like this.

So he patted the young master Gao on the shoulder and said, "Nephew, it's getting late, let's get on the road early."

Young Master Gao agreed, bowed to Li Shui with Shen Lun, and then walked slowly towards the carriage.

Next to the carriage, Xu Yong was still lying there.

Now Xu Yong's identity has been exposed. The guards are rushing to untire him.

At this time, Xu Yong didn't care about embarrassing him anymore. Anyway, he had lost all his face and was not afraid of anything.

He struggled to raise his head, looked at Shen Lun, and said miserably: "Brother Shen, I was wrong in the past. I hope you will be open to the Internet for many years of love."

Shen Lun looked at Xu Yong and felt a little unbearable. He was a nostalgic person. At this moment, he wanted to help Xu Yong up and let go of his past grudges.

But he hesitated for only a second, then slowly shook his head and boarded the carriage.

Shen Lun remembered the exiled immortal.

The Exiled Immortal is a person who hates evil and never forgives his enemies. The enemy can sell himself once, and he can sell himself for the second time. Hasn’t Wu Yue already been sent to the north by the Exiled Immortal?

Now that Shen Lun wants to take the exiled immortal as an example, he naturally cannot do so by his temperament, so he toughened his heart and boarded the carriage.

Shen Lun's people left in a mighty manner, and the court officials who came to see him off gradually dispersed. Xianyang City returned to its former peace.

The rope on Xu Yong's body had been untied, and he stood beside the road in a dirt, a little at a loss.

At this time, a man in his twenties walked to Xu Yong and said with a smile: "Mr. Xu?"

Xu Yong glanced at him and asked, "You are..."

The man smiled slightly and said, "I am a craftsman in Shangjun's villa."

When Xu Yong heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, but then his eyes dimmed again: "I'm afraid there is no connection between me and Shangjun Villa."

He is now completely desperate and is ready to go back and notify Xu Mao to study hard and strive to take the imperial examination ten years later.

However, the craftsman said with a smile: "The exiled immortal often told us that there is no way out. Lord Xu must not despair. Things still have a turnaround."

Xu Yong immediately heard something in this and asked, "What's the turn?"

The craftsman said: "Is Lord Xu frowning because his children cannot enter school?"

Xu Yong nodded vigorously.

The craftsman said again: "Who is this person who wants to enroll in the school?"

Xu Yong said: "It's a dog's son, named Xu Mao."

The craftsman asked again: "Is the noble son outstanding in Xianyang City? Are there many people who know him?"

Xu Yong said: "The court officials who are good friends with me naturally know him. But it is not certain that ordinary people."

The craftsman nodded: "At least the people in Shangjun's villa do not recognize him."

Xu Yong nodded: "It must be that I don't know you."

Then he looked at the craftsman with curiosity: "What are you asking about these things?"

The craftsman smiled and said, "When I signed up a few days ago, I found that there were a few more places. These young men felt that they were stupid and it might be a bit difficult to take the imperial examination. It would be more cost-effective to eat at home and wait for someone to recommend it. So I thought

We need to give up the quota.”

"The villain helped them operate. As long as Lord Xu pays three times the price, this place will be yours."

When Xu Yong heard this, he was so happy that he scratched his head: "There is such a good thing in the world?"

The craftsman said with a smile: "It's there. If Lord Xu agrees, please enter the school under the name of this young master. Be careful and not noticeable."

Xu Yong nodded vigorously.

Afterwards, the craftsman took Xu Yong to complete the procedures, and he quickly obtained the identity of the young man who dropped out of school.

However, after seeing this name, Xu Yong was a little stunned: "This person's name looks so familiar."

The craftsman said with an Oh, saying, "This person is General Li's nephew. He also entered the school last time the imperial examination. After listening to several classes, he learned nothing, but his appetite grew. This time he exiled.

The fairy started class and he came again.”

Xu Yong nodded, and he still had an impression of Li Xin's nephew. That guy was just a martial artist, who was good at dancing guns and sticking out troops and deploying troops. He was indeed a good candidate for the imperial examination. But it was difficult for him to take the imperial examination.

After completing the procedures and paying three times the money, Xu Yong still felt happy.

When he said goodbye to the craftsman, Xu Yong asked gratefully: "May I ask, is the name Gao?"

The craftsman turned around and smiled evilly at him: "The villain's surname is Huang, and his single name is Niu."

Xu Yong sighed, "I have a huge body, a gentle temper, and I work hard and resolutely. My brother, Taiwan, is as simple as his name," said Xu Yong.

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The scalper completed the work as Li Shui ordered, and then returned to Shangjun Villa to report and handed over all the money to Li Shui.

Li Shui smoked some of them and gave them to the scalper, who left happily.

The rest was divided into two parts, one left by himself and the other was given to Li Xin.

Li Xin put the money in his arms and sighed and said, "Money is like a cloud to me. I hope my nephew will study here for a few days and take the imperial examination."

Li Shui rolled his eyes: "Brother Li, are you still hiding in front of me? Is your nephew this material? After he came last time, he never attended the class and was full of food.

In a few days, it actually weighed about ten pounds. It’s okay if you come to eat and drink all day long, but now you even bring your nephew?"

Li Xin didn't care at all. He had been with Li Shui for a long time and had no other skills. He must have mastered the shameless kung fu. He argued: "Wang Li wanted to kill you in the past, who saved you? The horse in the past

Lingshu wants to harm you, who sent you into the palace to hide? In the past, you failed to refine your elixir. Who used the head of your neck to bet to protect you?"

Li Xin's voice was very loud, and Li Shui's ears were buzzing, so he could only take out his ears: "Okay, okay, are you afraid of you? If you want your nephew to come, then come on.

I, Shangjun Villa, can still afford it. But don’t let him go to class. After he goes, it’s okay to sleep, but he still talks in his sleep, which is too affecting others.”

Li Xin smiled with satisfaction, picked up a dumpling and drank another glass of wine, and felt comfortable.

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Nowadays, the atmosphere in Xianyang City has changed. In the past, people always feel dissatisfied when talking about Huaiguzi.

However, because of the enrollment of school, all the court officials became honest and no one dared to publicly accuse Huai Guzi. Instead, they wanted to praise her in a hypocritical way.

For a moment, it seemed as if Huai Guzi had become a great man in Xianyang City, and everyone was in the same mind as him. Chunyu Yue, Li Si, Wang Wan and others who had always insisted on scolding Huai Guzi seemed out of place.

These three important officials were so depressed that they were suddenly isolated?

I was actually isolated by Huai Guzi? What's wrong with this world? It's so incredible.

After Chunyu Yue learned about the methods Li Shui used, he was greatly inspired and planned to run a school.

There are many benefits of running a school. First, those who take the imperial examinations came from their own schools. After they entered the court and became officials, they would inevitably have a good impression of their schools, and naturally they would become their own.

Second, after running a school, you can compete with Huaiguzi, so that those colleagues who are suffering and disagreeing dare to tell the truth again. Third, you can practice Confucius' ideals.

Chunyu Yue thought about a lot of the benefits of running a school, but in the end he still couldn't do it. The reason was very simple, no one came.

Shangjun Academy is the maker of the two subjects of mathematics and common sense. It is very convincing to compile books and teach them by yourself. As for Chunyu Yue, he did memorize ancient classics, but does he have experience in mathematics and common sense?

In the end, Chunyu Yue was helpless and could only get up early and go to the palace every day. He urged the editors to compile the books on literature and current affairs as soon as possible and publish them immediately.

After all, I have participated in these two books. After the book is released, I can imitate Huaiguzi to run the school.

In fact, a book of literature has been compiled and compiled long ago. This book is the simplest. Just choose some classics that everyone recognizes from all schools of thought and piece them together, and it will be a book.

The difficulty lies in the fact that this book requires human copying, and the speed is never enough.

Judging from the circulation of books on mathematics and common sense, a book of literature may require more than 3,000 books to be enough. This is just for scholars near Guanzhong. In the future, scholars from the six countries will come to Xianyang to buy books, and they may continue to copy them.

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These days, Chunyu Yue gathered hundreds of people who knew the words and wrote, and kept copying books. These people were so tired that they were dizzy, but they could not raise their speed. They were too urged and often still remained the same.

Some typos will appear.

Finally, even Ying Zheng came to ask Chunyu Yue: "Why did you calculate a book? It has been published for dozens of days. The book of literature has never been moved."

Chunyu Yue looked bitter: "The old minister...is not clear. Perhaps the exiled immortal used what method to cut corners, but it is unknown."

Ying Zheng smiled.

Chunyu Yue and Li Shui were competing, and he knew that this was true. He did not reject it. Both of them were the prince's masters, and they blamed and supervised each other, which was beneficial to the emperor's great power.

At this time, Si Tong came. He walked carefully to Ying Zheng's ear and whispered something.

After hearing this, Ying Zheng's smile became even more mysterious.

He said to Chunyu Yue: "Today, a strange story appeared in Xianyang City. Should I go and see it with me?"

Chunyu Yue was worried about copying books, but he also knew that he could not play any other role except for making those copying books feel anxious, so he nodded and agreed, willing to follow Ying Zheng to see this.

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Ying Zheng changed into casual clothes, took a team of guards, and took the same car as Chunyu Yue, and left the palace.
To be continued...