Spring and Autumn Academy.

This academy has a long history. According to legend, this academy already existed before it was established in the previous dynasty, and there were also great scholars gathered in those days.

Like Lizong Academy, it is also located in the suburbs of the city and occupy a large piece of land.

However, unlike the Xinxing Academy, there is not much academic atmosphere around the Spring and Autumn Academy. Instead, many people gathered. These people live in brick and tile houses and reproduce here. There are also continuous fertile fields, fields, and farmers farming around the academy.

At first glance, I thought it was a manor.

Walking to the edge of the Chunqiu Academy, Qiu Yan's attention was focused on the farmer, looking at the farmland from time to time—

When he was in Ma's Mansion, Mr. Zheng entered without complaining. After meeting Qiu Yan, he told Chunqiu Academy that he had an invitation.

When Qiu Yan learned about this, he did not continue to stay at the seat. Instead, he left Dongdu and came here with Mr. Zheng and accompanied by Ma Shou.

As soon as Ma Shou walked beside him arrived, he began to introduce: "The land here is owned by the academy. It is rented to these people to cultivate. Only 40% of the harvest is paid every year, and the rest is left to themselves. The Spring and Autumn Academy has a long history and is the inheritance of Taishigong. When Taizu decided to rule the world, he gave many rewards to recruit talents. The land around the academy was given at that time."

He, a disciple of Lizong Academy, is particularly familiar with Chunqiu Academy, and his words give Qiu Yan a feeling that he is like a disciple of Chunqiu Academy.

"So that's the case." Qiu Yan nodded.

Farmers have worked hard for a year, but in the end they have to hand over 40% of the harvest, nearly half. If it were in Qiu Yan's previous life, it would be almost unimaginable. But in this world, the land belongs to landlords, and those who work in it are tenants. In their concept, it is natural for them to help others farm on other people's land and others take away the big head. What is left for themselves is the salary for their labor. If they keep too much, they will be regarded as rewards.

In fact, the so-called tenants may also have thin fields at home, but on the one hand, there is less land. On the other hand, it may be relatively scattered and not suitable for work. On the third hand, the family has a large population and cannot be supported by a little thin field, so they have to come out to farm for the landlord's family to supplement the family's income and live a difficult life.

After hearing Qiu Yan's words, Ma Shou smiled and said, "This is also the kindness of the Spring and Autumn Academy Montaigne. Only by not receiving taxes and not having to pay grain can the tenant farmers be given preferential treatment."

Qiu Yan nodded silently when he heard this.

He was said to be preferential treatment when paying 40% of the money. This did not surprise him. You should know that in Jiannan Road, there were many gentlemen and landlords. At least 70% were collected, leaving only 20% to the tenant farmers.

On the one hand, this is because people in this world do not have the concept of distribution according to work. On the other hand, part of the collected grain rent is paid to the court as taxes. In order to share and make up for this part of the losses, the taxes will naturally be transferred to the farmers who farm.

Moreover, Qiu Yan has seen people who have unloaded the mills and killed donkeys all the way, but they did not leave any of them, forcing the tenant farmer's family to destroy them. Anyway, for those who have land, there is no worry about no one farming. Even if they force the tenant farmer to death this year, there will still be people rushing to do it next year.

"In this era, there are indeed many things worth doing, but I am just a disciple now, and I can only experience humanity, and the Shinto aspect has not been completely stabilized, so I can't do it for the time being..."

While Qiu Yan was thinking, Mr. Zheng led the two of them into the academy.

As soon as he entered it, Qiu Yan realized the spirit of literary thoughts entrenched in it. Unlike Lizong Academy, the literary thoughts of the Spring and Autumn Academy seemed more restrained and heavy.

Along the way, there were houses like farmhouses, and Qiu Yan captured a little historical atmosphere from it.

Some houses were filled with sounds of books, while others were sitting on the ground in front of the house, reading, or talking. Some people even sorted out a vegetable garden in front of the house and were sprinkling water and fertilizing.

"Compared with Lizong Academy, the atmosphere here is much more relaxed and a little more calm."

Qiu Yan began to compare the similarities and differences between the two academies in his mind.

Next to him, Ma Shou was still talking, introducing the use of the surrounding land in the Spring and Autumn Academy to test the well-field system. The rumor of the Spring and Autumn Academy is the inheritance of Taishigong. Naturally, he focuses on historians, advocates the ancient Three Dynasties and advocates the well-field system. Since he has his own land, he will of course use this experiment.

"It seems that although the Spring and Autumn Academy is not as famous as the Lizong, it is not a small heart. Now that I am trying to test the Jingtian, I must want to promote the world in the future."

Qiu Yan was thinking, and heard Ma Shou’s remarks change and talked about the new law that the court was about to be issued—

"The right way to cultivate land is to have its own fields. Well fields are the foundation, which can be guaranteed to be permanent. Unfortunately, many people cannot see through this. Now, the court is about to enact the Changping Law, using Changping, Guanghui warehouse as the capital, lending it to farmers, and repaying it with silver and levying interest. Isn't this putting the cart before the horse and competing for profit with the people?"

Ma Shou said, shaking his head: "The black-faced husband took it for granted. He thought that the world would be able to achieve his wish by formulating laws and regulations, but he did not know that there were many constraints when implementing it, and embezzled Changping Guangguang Hui Cang without urgent matters..."

Afterwards, Ma Shou criticized a lot of new methods, which seemed to be complaining, but when Qiu Yan heard it, he felt thoughtful.

"Ma Shou is testing me. It seems that his political proposition is already very clear."

Although he knew the other party's purpose, Qiu Yan did not express much opinion and avoided talking about it on the grounds that he did not understand the new law very much.

Ma Shou had no doubts. Although ordinary students pay attention to these policy-based things, they would not know much about them. There are not many information methods in this era that can allow ordinary students to understand their country in all aspects.

The two were still talking, but Mr. Zheng, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped. Then he turned around and his eyes fell on Qiu Yan: "It has arrived, Mr. Qiu, you can go in by yourself."

"Oh? Here is..."

After hearing this, Qiu Yan stopped and turned his eyes, and his eyes passed by Mr. Zheng and fell behind him.

This is a loft with a slightly dilapidated appearance, but in Qiu Yan's perception, an unusual artistic conception can be captured.

Ma Shou glanced at the attic and said, "This is the Spring and Autumn Book Pavilion, the library of the academy. It contains a wide variety of books, and there are many isolated books and ancient documents."

"Spring and Autumn Book Pavilion..." Qiu Yan looked at the Book Pavilion, then nodded, bowed to Mr. Zheng and Ma Shou, and walked forward.

There are three stone steps in front of this book pavilion. Qiu Yan raised his foot and stepped on it. As soon as the soles of his feet fell, he noticed a heavy and majestic aura.

He immediately realized that this was the breath that his perception spontaneously captured. He felt a trembling heart, took a step forward, and walked up in one breath.

As soon as I arrived in front of the door, the closed door suddenly opened, and an old voice came from it—

"Come in."

Qiu Yan was not polite either and raised his foot and walked past the threshold.

call!

The moment he walked inside, the door behind him closed automatically without wind.

The book pavilion was silent, with the doors and windows around it closed, so the light was dark, but with Qiu Yan's eyesight, he could still see the scene inside clearly.

The purpose is to find a tall bookshelves connected to each other, and every row of books is filled with booklets.

There is an old smell in the air.

Rush rust...

A light sound came from inside, and Qiu Yan realized that it was the sound of flipping the pages of the book, and he followed the sound.

The sound came from the depths of the book pavilion. The more you went inside, the darker the light became, and the old smell became stronger. As you walked, Qiu Yan felt a little illusion in his heart, feeling that he seemed to be away from his anger and entered the underworld.

Finally, he saw a figure deep in the collection.

This is an old man with white hair and beard, simple clothes, patches. There is a desk in front of him, and a book is spread out on the table. This man was lying on the book, his head moved slightly, as if he was lying down to read.

Looking at such a strange scene, Qiu Yan didn't say anything, just looked quietly, but gradually, a hint of displeasure appeared in his eyes.

He had guessed that the person in front of him was the old book mentioned by Mr. Zheng, but because of this, he was dissatisfied.

The other party suddenly invited him and came over without even finishing his meal. But now he was left here. That was not something that a senior expert could cover up. Qiu Yan was not a disciple of Chunqiu Academy, nor was he a servant of the Ma family, so there was no reason to force himself to endure it.

However, just as the dissatisfaction in my heart surged, Qiu Yan suddenly woke up.

"No! This anger comes for no reason. Even if I am dissatisfied with this person, I will not be able to control my emotions..."

When he felt a move in his heart, Qiu Yan's perception spread, but no abnormalities were found.

"I'm old, my eyes are not good, and my ears are not good, don't blame me, don't blame me."

At this time, the old man lying on the table suddenly raised his head, revealing his wrinkled face and a pair of turbid old eyes.

These eyes were dim and unsightly, but when Qiu Yan saw it, he felt a huge artistic conception shrouded in his eyes. The next moment, he seemed to see the changes in the long river of history in the other party's eyes.

However, this feeling flashed, and then the old man smiled and said, "It's you, I said that although Dongdu is big, there are only a few people who can achieve literary heart, but they all need to be tempered. Why did one of the Lizong suddenly pop up? It turns out that he is really an outsider."

"Hmm?" Hearing this, Qiu Yan suddenly narrowed his eyes, loose on the outside and tight on the inside.

"Young man, don't worry," the old man grinned, his teeth in his mouth had already fallen off. "You have just gathered your heart fire, and you have the most distracting thoughts at this time. If you are not careful, your temperament will change. You have to burn it bit by bit, otherwise you will accumulate it and you will attract the inner demon."

"Inner Demon?" When the other party mentioned the heart fire, Qiu Yan calmed down, "I wonder if the old man asked me to come over, what would you like to teach me?"

After hearing this, the old man still smiled: "I asked you to come here, do you want to ask, do you want to enter Shilin in advance?" (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!

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