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443、Reelection

The monthly tickets are a little different in the past two days! Woo woo, everyone, thank you for the recommendation. Can you please give me a few more monthly tickets to cheer up?

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"We are not serious, but you are so despicable. You have spent all your efforts on the Sentence League. You look down on you very much." Someone sneered coldly.

The child was also angry and embarrassed: "Tucai, you can talk sarcastic. I don't know who just won't go home for three or five days. He sticks it on the belly of the little peach blossom in Zhujiaqiao like a dog skin plaster. He also said that except for death, it would not come down again! Haha, now he pretends to be a Bodhisattva and teaches me a lesson!"

The two of them quarreled, and almost rolled up their sleeves to take action. Everyone asked them to talk to them. Some people saw the opportunity and persuaded them: "Well, this is the time, you are still fighting and fighting for the 7th Lecture Lord Pan, and they all heard the dog's belly. How can we think of a way to solve the problem of the adult, and at least we will fight for him. Otherwise, when Sun Shi's old beheader comes back, will everyone have half a good fruit to eat?"

When everyone heard this, they said, "This is the most important thing. You two pickled pigs and dogs, you should roll out of the Imperial College, don't show your eyes here!" Seeing that the two of them were angry, they had to stop and hide aside and stop talking.

Du Houze pondered for a while and said, "In my opinion, the same verdict has been speechless and has a profound meaning. Since everyone said that the first place to implement the money first, we really need to think of a good place. It is decent and clean, and can give adults a face, that's good!"

"Or why should we use it to help the poor?" Pang Yuanying said.

"It is a good deed for poverty every week, but it also makes us troublesome. Moreover, with white eyebrows and naked eyes, where can we find so many poverty? Not to mention anything else, we usually meet flower girls on the streets and give up a few money randomly. There is no waste or disaster, and there is something to do, so we will be more unstable to the same judgment!" Du Houze shook his head.

"Or why don't we start a club?" Ding Fengming, who was inconspicuous, suddenly spoke.

"Caring? OK! I shoot arrows every day, but this horse really needs to ride well. It's very important to go into battle." Tan Peng, who is about the same age as Ding Fengming, said happily. Then he rolled his eyes: "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. What about riding and shooting is a club, which is our classmates who come to a class, write poetry, or teach, and learn about learning and learn!" Xue Pan actually taught Tan Peng a lesson. Tan Peng had to blush and said embarrassedly: "It's all because Ding Fengming is not a good guy, and he doesn't say that, which makes me embarrassed." Everyone laughed, and Ding Fengming also argued differently, standing quietly aside.

"I think Qi Qing's proposal is good. Those famous academies, talented and romantic, and they all like to form a community to interact with each other. Our Imperial College should be better than them. Well, a good idea!" Du Houze praised. Pang Yuanying also nodded in contemplation, thinking it was feasible.

When many boys heard this, isn’t this a fucking disguised food and wine? Damn, I really want to be a bitch and have to stand a archway. I just said it, and now I can have a name. When everyone thinks that since they have started a club, they have to set up a few tables of banquets every now and then have fun. It’s natural that they are good, so they all agree with it.

Seeing that everyone agreed, Pang Yuanying nodded and said, "Okay, the matter of starting a society is determined. But this is just the first step. Let's find a good name to use this money. The next step is how to use this money so that the loopholes that the same judge said?"

After all, the question given to them was how to plug loopholes, not how to build a club. This is the key point!

"What's the difficulty? Just follow the three sects' method!" This time, Tan Peng had insight. His father was a local official. He was often troubled by money and food, and was always strangled by the three sects. He knew the pros and cons of it very well, so he didn't want to blurt out the word "Three sects".

Tan Pengman thought he was right this time, right? But he was still despised: "The three departments are all based on national affairs, taxes and court preparations. They are all under the control of the three departments. They are responsible for salt, iron, and management, and are called "study and saving". This is how people spend money and expenses. Now we need to discuss how to make money without any room to get into. What does it have to do with the three departments?"

"Then it's the system of the prosecutors. The prosecutors have all the positions of news and reporting, and can supervise the work of all officials and departments."

"Hmph, isn't this the same thing as the one who just said? The same person said that this system is not the best, so we should think of a better one."

Speaking of this, everyone was so sad that they kept silent. This topic seemed simple, but it was really impossible for everyone to go around the old system.

Everyone kept their heads silently. At this time, they didn't notice that someone walked in quietly with a smile and watched everyone stop talking.

"Hey! The chief clerk is here." Someone shouted, and everyone looked up, and saw Zhang Ting standing at the door with his hands behind his back, his eyes full of smiles.

"Sir, please come in and help the students get some ideas." Yang Chuanyong hurriedly stepped forward to greet him. Everyone stood up one after another and invited Zhang Ting into the house. Zhang Ting nodded and walked in and looked around, and smiled and said, "Do you guys, are you embarrassed by the questions raised by Lord Liang?"

"That's right!" answered in unison.

"Haha, Mr. Tong went back and told me, "Oh, I'm going to hide it from you, I scratched my head. Although this matter seems small, I always miss one thing when I think about it, and it's hard to take care of it. Later, Mr. Tong told me that to do this, I must start from here. I don't understand it, and I don't bother to spend my brains. I just leave it to you to figure it out." After that, he reached out and pulled out a note of paper, put it on the table, and stood up and left.

With a swish, all the children gathered over to look at the note. Pang Yuanying followed the etiquette and stopped him, "Don't be confused, since the senator has given me some advice, let's ask the chief and deputy squad leader to preach for us, and don't break the note."

Liu Congguang stood up proudly, cheered up his clothes, walked over and took down the note, opened his mouth and read aloud: "The class leader is the main staff, the students in the Imperial College's school style, academic discipline, and diligence. Organize the students in the hall to complete their studies and receive rewards and punishments. The etiquette and activities of this hall are all handled by the class leader. The deputy class leader assists the class leader in handling affairs. The chief and deputy class leader are recorded by the Imperial College. According to the academic style and discipline and the academic performance of the students, they think that the performance of the chief and deputy class leader is the examination. If they go out to the school and go to the examination, the Imperial College will submit it to the third class school of the Ministry of Personnel to recommend it. Fame and honor must be above the other schools! However, the master and deputy class leader dominate the government, not by the deputies of the Imperial College, but only wait for the students in the hall to decide in one word!"

After Liu Congguang finished reciting, his eyes were filled with joy and pride, and he was very happy. But the rest of the people fell into deep thought: What does it mean to judge the same thing?

The quickest reaction was Xue Pan, Pang Yuanying and Du Houze. The two eyes lit up, but Xue Pan's eyes dimmed.

"What does it mean?" Tan Peng couldn't hold it back, touched Ding Fengming with his elbow, and asked in a low voice. Ding Fengming knew the meaning of it, and replied: "What the same judge means is that anyone can be the class monitor. If you do it well, you will recommend it to the Ministry of Personnel and Class 3 in the name of our Imperial College. If you get a good exam, our recommendation is arithmetic, and then the starting point is very different from that of ordinary students. You can make a fortune and be just around the corner!"

"Damn, did Liu Congguang and Xue Pan have the luck of eating shit? They are going to be recommended?" Tan Peng suddenly became angry. Not only him, but all the students of Luoxing Hall were unfair. No one had a correct answer to the class leader that day, so they knew that following Xue Pan's blind command, the two of them made a loophole. Today, they saw that there was such a great benefit. That's great? And the same verdict had already said that whether the good was done was judged by the adults of the Imperial College, but it was up to our classmates to discuss. Haha, isn't this a two-peach killing three-teacher? It's going to be traumatized!

Sure enough, the first one jumped out to object: "Since that's the case, Liu and Xue must not be the squad leader. This matter must be discussed for a long time!"

Liu Congguang was stunned immediately, and his joyful heart was shocked. He turned his head and saw that it was Kong Zonghan, a big man sitting in the corner, who made a voice. Kong Zonghan was the forty-sixth generation grandson of Confucius, and his father was Kong Daofu, a famous family in the Zhishi Museum of Zuo Zhengyan, and the first family in ancient and modern times.

"Kong Laoer, don't be envious and jealous! I am a squad leader and I am publicly recommended. Why didn't you object that day? Today, when I saw that there was something good, I started to buzz like a fly!" Liu Congguang was so angry that he jumped up and cursed.

Kong Zonghan is Kong Daofu's second son, so of course he can be called Kong Laoer. But his ancestors are also Kong Laoer! This is a serious taboo in his family, and he was furious when he heard it. This guy inherited the characteristics of his ancestors' tall figure, long hands and long legs. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to come over and get angry, and cursed: "Who is surnamed Liu, do you dare to insult my Kong family! Humph, others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you. I have a vegetarian fight with your grandfather for 300 rounds!"

Liu Congguang knew that he had made up his words and really didn't dare to act rashly. Compared to the family of Confucius, the Liu family is nothing! He was a silversmith, wouldn't he dare to fight against Confucius? The royal relatives are not good either. If you really tell this, it would be strange if the scholars in the world don't spit out the Liu family to death! But he was not willing to be outdone, so he had to fight and retreat and said, "If you don't shout, don't shout, what's the strange thing? Don't talk about the topic, now you are talking about the public's squad leader."

He originally wanted to avoid Kong Zonghan's old fist, but he foolishly pulled the topic back. If this guy had a little brain, he would simply let Kong Zonghan beat him up and use a tear-jerking trick. Maybe the classmates in the class felt compassionate, and it would be really hard to argue with him about the position of the squad leader with him. But he was originally low in scores, and now he scolded his ancestors, which was even more to the point of breaking the drum and hitting thousands of people. Who wouldn't put any damage? So everyone shouted: "That's the reason. However, Liu Congguang must not be the squad leader!"

Amid everyone's chaotic opposition, a consensus was finally reached: reselect the squad leader and not discuss seniority!
Chapter completed!
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