mtlumby2d Chapter 1944
Chapter 1944
Chapter 1944
The Chongyang Inn was unusually bustling with people, as if the snow had melted and spring had arrived.
Everyone exchanged greetings with the princess for a while, and then Huang Wanqian spoke on behalf of everyone about the purpose of their visit.
His voice was much hoarser than before, and he breathed heavily as he spoke. "Iron Horse City and other places have just been recaptured from the Wan people... Not only are they in need of doctors and medicine... they are also in need of teachers to educate people."
Seeing that he was in low spirits, Mr. Fang stroked his beard and smiled, then took over the topic, "We are unemployed anyway, so why not come here and do our best to help."
Since Princess Haiyan left the capital, the trend of making friends through poetry and engaging in elegant conversation and debate has become popular among the scholars in the capital.
At that time, Mr. Huang Wanqian proposed that "the cultural heritage of the Northern Wing should be replanted in the hometown of Tiema Guicheng". When this statement came out, the government and the public were shocked.
Officials from the Northern Propaganda Department and the six ministries all praised his remarks, and students from the Imperial College copied and circulated his remarks.
The emperor even praised him at the grand court meeting, "Mr. Huang Wanqian's proposal really shows the character of our Northern Wing scholars!"
In this way, after much promotion, they recruited a group of people with lofty ideals in the capital to go to the border town together.
Shi Anxia listened to everyone talking, and his heart surged. If these great scholars contributed, they could establish a college in the newly recovered lost territory and spread the culture of Beiyi, and it would be much easier.
Recently, she has also been worried about setting up colleges in Tiemacheng, Guicheng and other places.
These border towns have been out of the rule of the Northern Wing for nearly a hundred years. Not only has the cultural heritage declined, the classics have been lost, and the cultural heritage has been interrupted, but there are only a few literate people left.
Wherever the Wan cavalry passed, the cultural heritage was completely cut off. Their methods of destroying culture and history are unprecedented.
They tore up thousands of volumes of the "Beiyi Huidian" to use as tent lining paper, stable padding, or as fire starter.
The scrolls of the champion were cut into quivers, and the original calligraphy was stained with blood. The manuscripts treasured by the Imperial Hospital were used as fire starters and burned for three months.
The heads of the stone statues of sages in the State Academy were chiseled out to be used as horse hitching posts. The nanmu bookshelves in the library were turned into siege ladders, and the ashes of book pages floated all over the moat. The most outrageous thing was that the Confucian Temple was converted into a slaughterhouse, and the blood soaked the thousand-year-old gold bricks.
Half of the surviving intellectuals were tattooed on their faces and exiled to the salt fields. Nowadays, where are the teachers still available?
At that time, Anxia was busy with disaster relief affairs and had not had time to take care of this matter. He only discussed it with his aunt Yu Sujun occasionally.
I didn't expect Mr. Huang and others to be so understanding. At this time, An Xia stood up suddenly and bowed deeply to everyone, "Please, everyone!"
The nearly ten people who gathered at Chongyang Inn today were all well-known scholars in the capital. There were also nearly sixty other scholars who were temporarily staying in an inn in the city waiting to be dispatched.
Among this group of people, there are both poor students who have failed in the imperial examinations many times and old officials of the Hanlin Academy who have retired and returned to their hometowns.
Moreover... Master Fang's face was solemn, "Princess Haiyan, I have an unwelcome request."
Shi Anxia hurriedly responded, "Please go ahead, you're welcome."
Master Fang hesitated for a long time before finally speaking, "I have a candidate to recommend, but this person is a criminal, so I don't know..."
Shi Anxia understood and smiled slightly, "Are you talking about Song Yuanjiu?"
Old Master Fang nodded. "This man...ah, he was the top scholar chosen by the Emperor. I can still remember him winning the first prize at the Qionglin Banquet with his poetry. What a talent! What a pity! What a pity! How foolish! How truly foolish!"
Shi Anxia's eyes moved slightly. She didn't want to talk about the Song Yuanjiu case in depth, so she just changed the subject and asked, "He's here too?"
"That's right." Old Master Fang straightened his clothes, looking ashamed. "I dared to ask the emperor for the mission of escorting them. The Song family followed behind the team all the way. Alas, their family has committed a crime, and Lord Zhao has exiled them all to Iron Horse City."