Chapter 237 Imperial College

"At that time, each imperial guards will all have a battalion, and will be the central army of the imperial guards," Emperor Zhaowu stretched out his hand and clenched his fists and said, "A marshal with the central army of the nine battalions is enough to make all imperial guards obey and obey."

Qin Lei pondered: "It's true. As long as the marshal can fully control the Ninth Camp, plus his direct army, it will be no problem to order the Imperial Army." He said embarrassedly and laughed: "It's just that the internal affairs of this Imperial Army, can our Zongzheng Mansion soldiers also get involved?"

Emperor Zhaowu smiled and said, "Our Zongzheng Mansion soldiers were originally the leader of the imperial guards, but after they declined, no one compared them with the eight armies. However, there is no problem with qualifications. At that time, Li Hun had four imperial guards and five of them, so his chances of victory are still very high." After saying that, he smiled proudly: "When I talked to Old Man Li about this, he agreed without thinking. He was really confident."

Qin Lei thought to himself that he was not confident, but he knew the foolishness of the Zongzheng Mansion soldiers. Thinking of this, he said in a deep voice: "It's hard to say about this now. If the level is too far away and he is just trying to pull his back, it's better to have four to four."

Emperor Zhaowu smiled irresponsibly at Qin Lei and said, "This is your business. I will accept it in the autumn next year. At that time, I will pull out the imperial guards, iron armor, Shenwu, and Hu Ben together. The winner will be the candidate for the marshals recommended by our side."

Qin Lei smiled helplessly and said, "The father clearly doesn't want his child to become the Imperial Army." How could an army formed almost from scratch compete with the Qin Ace Army in just one year? If that were the case, he wouldn't have to do anything else. He would train the army specifically. It would probably take less than ten years to flatten Li Wen and unify China.

If that's the case, it's really a hell...

Emperor Zhaowu shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "If it is simple, I won't leave it to you. Will my money be so easy to get? We are ugly sayings ahead. When the soldiers in autumn are at the bottom, if you are honestly your Prince Anle, you can't help but be your prince of Anle in the future. Don't want to take charge of another soldier."

Qin Lei comforted himself in his heart, no matter whether he could eat it or not, taking it first is the king, so he nodded and responded.

Emperor Zhaowu seemed very satisfied with Qin Lei's attitude, and leaned completely on the Xiaoyao chair. With a slight force, his body swayed slightly with the chair. Closed his eyes, Emperor Zhaowu slowly said: "Put it out in the past two days and leave. I am carrying it in the capital, so there will be no trouble."

Qin Lei hurriedly thanked him softly, and then said that Yongfu wanted to go to the Hot Spring Villa for recuperation, so he naturally couldn't help but praise the hot spring treatment method.

Emperor Zhaowu smiled and said, "Yongfu has already told me about this, and her Medical Officer Li also said it is feasible. Then go and take good care of her sister." Then he looked a little like a father.

Qin Lei nodded and responded. Seeing that Emperor Zhaowu couldn't open his eyes, he stood up and said goodbye. Emperor Zhaowu nodded slightly and said softly: "If you have something to do, go back and think about it. It's best to wait until the Niangen comes back and have a rough charter for me."

Qin Lei bowed and said, "Father, please speak."

"How can I bring back my military and political power without hurting the foundation of the country?" Emperor Zhaowu said quietly.

"Boy obeys the order."

After leaving the inner palace, Qin Lei turned a corner to Yongfu Palace first, informed Yongfu and Shiyun, and made an appointment with them to get off early on the 24th, then left the imperial city and went to the Imperial College.

The Imperial College is located not far from the imperial city, adjacent to the Confucius Temple, and adheres to the traditional rule of "left temple and right learning". The Imperial College has gray tiles and white walls, a deep courtyard, and a wide area. It has a wide planting of Sophora Sophora, known as the tree of officials and officials, means that the supervisors can take the exam for senior officials.

The entire Imperial College is divided into three parts: the prison, the school, and the tribute school. The prison school provides accommodation for the students. The internal examinations of the Imperial College are also held in the school and are not in the tribute school. The tribute school is specially set up for the triennial competition. The door is usually locked and cannot be used.

Qin Lei's carriage passed the Confucius Temple and entered the Imperial College, passed through the prison yard with tall locust trees, and stopped in front of rows of prison tents. Shi Gan was about to go down to find Erwa, but he heard a loud noise coming from the prison tent.

Shi Gan looked at Qin Lei, and Qin Lei smiled indifferently and said, "Go and take a look. You are a scholar. What's there to be afraid of?" It seems that Prince Long's favor for the scholar was completely corrupted by Wen Mingli.

Shi Gan got out of the car with a smile and ordered his subordinates to be more vigilant. He led a few black-clothed guards to the noisy prison.

He pushed the closed courtyard door hard, but found that it was locked from the inside. Shi Gan reached out and patted the door. The sound inside was slightly smaller, but then he made a scramble and ignored it. Shi Gan gestured to several guards to the wall. The black-clothed guard near the base of the wall took two steps back, rushed towards the courtyard wall, and jumped up with his legs, holding the edge of the wall one meter high, and then supported his arms, hanging his body on the wall, revealing half of his head to look inside.

I saw that the yard was as mixed as I imagined. The guard shouted: "No, someone is bullying Erwa and the others." He said that, looking down at Shi Gan, and anxiously said: "Sir, let's go."

Shi Gan frowned and said, "This is not on the street, wait." As he said that, he turned around and ran back to the carriage and reported to Qin Lei about the situation in the hospital. Qin Lei was furious and said, "What's wrong today? Do you think I can't cover it?" He jumped out of the carriage and yelled, "Children, scout guys! Go and beat me up." He was squeezed by a group of civil officials today, and he was full of evil fire and had nowhere to vent.

A group of black-clothed guards who were afraid that the world would not be in chaos naturally responded loudly, so they took off the jujube sticks from their waists and followed the prince to the door with great momentum.

Shi Gan immediately sweated all over his head and thought to himself, what's wrong? If I had known this, I would have done it first before reporting. He quickly stepped forward and leaned into Qin Lei's ear and whispered: "Prince, this is the Imperial College, there are all scholars in it."

Qin Lei curled his lips and said, "Those who beat people are just scholars, but those who don't study are still not beat people."

When Shi Gan heard this, he didn't know that the prince must have been wronged and wanted to find someone to vent his anger. He said anxiously: "If Mr. Guantao was there, he would definitely not agree."

Qin Lei Wuwu took the jujube stick in his hand and grinned and shouted: "Why? I can't say it, I've sucked it together."

Shi Gan wiped his forehead and said carefully: "Although my subordinates have never studied, they know that this is the highest institution of learning in the Qin Dynasty and the holy land in the hearts of scholars. If we beat the students here, I am afraid that all scholars in the world will hold a grudge."

Qin Lei squinted his eyes and looked at Shi Gan for a while, then gently tapped his head with a wooden stick, rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, boy, you'll do it one by one." Shi Gan looked at Qin Lei with a small look on his face and whispered, "Of course, if the prince insists on fighting, his subordinates will never be vague."

Qin Lei hummed and raised the stick and tried to slap it. Shi Gan was so scared that he closed his eyes and hugged his head. However, he heard the "clang" sound. When he opened his eyes, he found that Qin Lei had thrown the stick to the ground and walked towards the door.

Shi Gan quickly followed and whispered: "Prince, are you going?"

Qin Lei glared at him and cursed, "You can't watch Erwa and the others be bullied, call the door!" Shi Gan then took a few steps forward, arrived at the door, and thrust the door hard, shouting loudly, "The prince has an order, open the door quickly, otherwise the consequences will be borne by yourself." There was a scattered inside, but no one opened the door.

Shi Gan was impatient, so he took two steps back, rushed forward, and rushed towards the door. When he was about to hit, the door opened with a squeak. He lost his target unexpectedly. Shi Gan couldn't hold back and staggered and hit the person who opened the door. Then he barely stood up, but knocked the man horizontally and flew out...

Shi Gan stabilized his body, waved his hand with a red face, and dozens of black-clothed guards rushed in from the wall and at the door, and in a blink of an eye, he controlled the situation in the yard. Shi Gan quickly went forward to help the scholar who was hit by him and eaten shit.

"Young Master, are you okay?" Unlike Qin Lei's prejudice against scholars, Shi Gan has a kind of heartfelt respect, or inferiority complex, towards scholars.

The scholar who was knocked to the ground rubbed his waist and cursed, "Do you have long eyes? Didn't you see who I am?" Shi Gan repeatedly pulled his shoulders and helped him up. As soon as he got up half his body, the two met.

"It's you?" Shi Gan said in surprise.

"It's not me..." the man shouted in panic, but Shi Gan let go without hesitation, and the man fell heavily to the ground again, screaming and unable to get up. It was obvious that Shi Gan had added dark force to his hand.

Surprised that Shi Gang's attitude changed so much, Qin Lei also stepped forward and pulled it with his feet. The scholar's head on the ground immediately understood when he saw it, and smiled and said, "So it's Mr. Wen's third son..." As he said that, he used his feet and stepped on Wen Mingren's head, rubbing hard on the ground full of sand.

Last time in the south, because of poor communication with Qingcui Villa, Qin Lei did not know that Wen Mingren had brought people to harass the villa, and even intended to occupy the nest. It was two days later when he knew about this. At that time, Wen Mingren, who was frightened, had already fled to the capital with his tortured second brother. This was really not a big deal. Qin Lei was plagued by affairs after returning to Beijing. If he had not met the master today, he would have completely forgotten it.

Qin Lei's savage behavior shocked dozens of young men in gray prison uniforms in the yard. The other side's clothing was mixed with colors and a blue-faced young man in a civilian clothes felt particularly relieved. A dark-skinned scholar with purple faces flew out, rushed to Qin Lei, knelt down and kowtowed, "Student Zhao Erduo kowtowed the prince, the prince was thousands of years old and thousands of years old..."

Qin Lei said in surprise: "Looking for ears? Who are you? Are we very familiar with each other?"

The scholar raised his head and said depressedly: "Prince, I am the second child..."

Qin Lei slapped his head and suddenly said, "Gu remembered it. Qin Qi really called Erwa a big ear," and said, looking at the boy's face and smiled, "You can't blame Gu. If you make someone beat his head into a pumpkin with soy sauce, who will recognize you?"

At this time, the scholars in various costumes came over to kowtow to Qin Lei, saying that the prince was a thousand years old. Qin Lei smiled and helped, "Get up, why are they all going like this..." The scholars lowered their heads embarrassedly. Scholars were most afraid of being gentle and sweeping the floor, especially in front of big figures.

Zhao Erwa, who was a big brother, quickly explained the whole story to Qin Lei. As the name suggests, this Imperial College is for the Imperial College, which is the place where the old nephews of officials and nobles and nobles went to school. Although the common scholars were allowed to go to school, they would inevitably be bullied and humiliated by the genius students, and sometimes even caused deaths. In order to complete their studies smoothly or safely, the common supervisors often worshipped at the feet of some major supervisors, which was called becoming a senior brother. Once they became a senior brother, they would be responsible for their daily life, accompanying their senior brothers and even helping them complete their studies.

Moreover, this relationship often continues until the future of entering the official career, turning these future commoners into lifelong vassals of aristocratic families. This may also be one of the intentions of the Imperial College to make exceptions to recruit commoners.

Over time, a convention was formed, and the gentry students regarded as the only way to gather future dogs and horses, and the competition between them was extremely fierce. Naturally, no student had ever been able to escape the fate of becoming a senior brother and maintain their independence in their identities.

However, this time, there was a big trouble. More than 40 candidates from the capital, led by a young man, even hinted several times and insisted on not being willing to become senior brothers. Several larger student forces in the Imperial College naturally wanted to maintain this tradition and made an appointment to take turns to come and disturb trouble to see who could subdue these people. Today is the turn of the largest faction, the Wen Family.

Speaking of this, Erwa straightened her chest and grinned proudly: "We neither agreed nor fought back. We did not touch the prince's darkness, nor did we cause trouble for the prince."

Qin Lei was silent. He could understand the difficulties of these common people. In this society with strict hierarchy, the fate of the gentry and common people was like two parallel lines that never intersected. One was high and would never slide down the clouds; the other was struggling in the mud. Even if he used all his strength to jump up, he would never touch the blue sky.

It is normal for them to dare not take action, and how many common people dare to fight with the gentry? It would be difficult not to agree to the requirements of those gentry students. What else could Qin Lei ask for?

He smiled with encouragement and looked at the scholars who still couldn't stand up, and said warmly: "You are good, don't worry, the Lone King will not let you suffer any more." As he said that, he helped Zhao Erduo up with his own hands, and said with some emotion: "Everyone should get up..."

The students were all funded by Qin Lei to continue their studies and had the opportunity to study in the Imperial College. They all regarded Qin Lei as a benefactor and had long been willing to serve. At this time, seeing the prince so approachable and kind, he was not as arrogant and proud as the gentry masters he had seen before. The students couldn't help but feel excited and fell on the ground and choked up. Qin Lei patiently persuaded and persuaded him, and then stood up with red eyes.

Qin Lei asked them to wait outside first. After all the scholars of common people went out, the black-clothed guard closed the door and set up a guard post on the wall, surrounding the small prison.

Qin Lei then turned his eyes to the dozens of gray-robed prison students, but saw that they were not afraid, but were angry. They did not believe that someone would commit crimes in the sacred Imperial College, so they were extremely brave. Qin Lei smiled at Shi Gan and said, "It's great to be young..." After a pause, he said, "Of course I'm not old either."

After saying that, regardless of Shi Gan's confused eyes, Qin Lei's gaze swept across the faces of every gray-robed prison student. Then he smiled, laughing at the harsh and weak-heartedness of these guys, and said lightly: "Which of you is the leader, come out to talk to the Lone King."

Although the students were not afraid of Qin Lei, they were not stupid enough to have conflicts with a prince, especially this fierce and fierce king. A familiar student pointed at Qin Lei's feet and whispered: "Your Majesty, Master Wen is the leader of our Huimo Caoshe."

Qin Lei looked down with his fingers, but found that Leader Wen was still being stepped on by him. Qin Lei said in surprise: "Oh, why did Mr. Wen be so careless? Didn't he fall?" He said that, and then stepped on it hard, then raised his feet calmly and asked his subordinates to pull up the dirty-faced Mr. Wen from the ground.

Looking at the third young master Wen, who was covered in dust and bruised and scratched, Qin Lei said sympathetically: "Look at this little face is dirty, come on, I will wipe it for you." Then he took a rag to wipe the car and asked the guard to fix Wen Ming's big head that was shaking left and right. Then he pressed the dirty rag to his face and wiped it hard.
Chapter completed!