The group finally arrived at the capital, found someone to find the road, and drove the carriage to the Shangshu Mansion.

Since he was enlightened by Wang Xiao and decided to contribute his own strength to the cause of education, Liu Jinyuan refused all the prospects arranged by his family after returning home, but instead opened his own private school.

At the beginning, many scholars flocked to it because they thought this was an extracurricular cram school run by the top scholar, teaching them how to pass the imperial examination and then serve as officials to make the entire family ascend to heaven.

But after I went there, I found that although Zhuang Yuanlang's cram school did not charge money, it was used to train teachers.

If it is a teacher in the ordinary sense, then forget it.

After all, in this era when Confucianism was prevalent, teachers were also a very rich and social profession.

Not to mention anything else, it is not difficult to live a well-off life.

But the problem is that Liu Jinyuan trained teachers who were specially used for enlightenment.

If you don’t pass on three hundred thousand, learn the Four Books and Five Classics, and practice the Pavilion Style. In short, there is nothing related to the imperial examination.

The only thing that has is a brand new abbreviation font, and the most basic mathematics.

Liu Zhuangyuan said that he wanted to cultivate a true teacher who was willing to go to the people and open up people's wisdom for the people.

The first scholar Lang Xueshe, who was once crowded with people and almost broke the threshold, was already deserted after three days, and there were less than one person left behind.

Among the people who stayed, their blood disappeared and they also left one after another.

In the end, I could count all the things I was willing to follow the top scholar.

Everyone said that the top scholar was crazy. After Liu Jinyuan suddenly fell seriously ill, he gloated and said that he was asking for it.
Chapter completed!