After untying her knot, Chu Yuening became full of energy again and continued to prepare the teaching staff for Mingyue Primary School.
The first thing she considered was the candidate for the principal.
As the saying goes, "leaders lead by example." As the school's highest person in charge and leader, his every word and action serves as a guide for the teachers below.
Therefore, she must be extremely cautious.
Chu Yuening held a thick stack of information and carefully reviewed the information of each scholar.
Most of them are highly respected, knowledgeable, and well-behaved, and all of them are scholars with a certain social status.
She read and sifted through the books carefully, sometimes frowning, sometimes praising, and muttering to herself.
“This is good.”
"Hmm... this one is also okay."
“…”
As the boring time passed, the light in Chu Yuening's eyes dimmed and her mood became more and more irritable.
“Ah~ That’s so difficult!”
After finally finishing reading it, she slumped over the desk with a look of despair, scratched her hair, and muttered complaints.
"I always feel like there's something wrong, there's no perfect fit."
"So this is the pain of HR?"
"If you do this every day...you'll be bald, right?!"
Ying Zheng looked at his quirky wife, and the liveliness in her eyes and eyebrows made him smile.
He tied up her messy black hair and stroked her tender cheek. There was indescribable doting in his behavior, and his tone was as calm and reliable as ever.
"Yuening, I have a suitable candidate."
"Who is who?"
"How is your knowledge? How is your character?"
Chu Yuening jumped up instantly, tightly grasped the man's big hand, and asked excitedly.
The woman's eyes were as bright as stars, sparkling with surprise and expectation.
Ying Zheng shook his head and laughed, then held the smooth hand and answered slowly.
"Don't worry, Yue Ning. This man is Doctor Fu Sheng, a descendant of Fuxi, and well versed in Confucianism."
"As for character..."
"Summon him to an audience then, and Yue Ning will know the outcome immediately."
A quarter of an hour later.
A gentle and refined young man slowly walked into the hall.
He knelt on the ground, lowered his head and saluted respectfully with very standard etiquette.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"
"Well, Fu Qing, please stand up."
Ying Zheng nodded slightly, and the tenderness he had just shown had long since been put away, returning to the image of an emperor who was awe-inspiring without even getting angry.
After Fu Sheng sat down, his expression became serious, his face was cold and majestic, and his powerful aura was particularly intimidating.
"The Queen has summoned you today to discuss something with you. You must tell her the truth and not lie."
The emperor's oppressive feeling made Fu Sheng's heart tremble. He bowed his head and saluted towards the superior, his posture becoming more respectful.
"Your Majesty, your heart is full of the world, and you love the people like your own children. I admire you deeply and would never dare to be disrespectful."
"Mr. Fu is so kind."
Chu Yuening maintained the graceful demeanor of a queen on the surface, but her eyes were curiously examining the person below her.
The man was about 20 or 30 years old, with a handsome appearance and the elegant and gentle temperament of a scholar, with an air of bookishness.
As the saying goes, a man of culture is naturally elegant.
Just looking at this person, you can tell that he has a lot of knowledge.
I just don’t know what their character and moral conduct are like?
Her interest grew stronger, so she didn't waste any time and went straight to investigate him.
"I have three questions. I wonder if Dr. Fu can answer them?"
"Your Majesty, please speak. I will tell you everything I know."
Fu Sheng's face straightened and he listened attentively to the next question.
Chu Yuening knew that he was a Confucian, so she used the words of Confucian sages to test him.
"Confucius said: 'The virtue of a gentleman is like the wind; the virtue of a villain is like grass. When the wind blows over grass, it will bend it.'"
"Mencius said: 'If the superiors are good, the inferiors will certainly be even better.'"
"What do you think this means, Dr. Fu?"
The woman's voice was gentle and soft, like a spring breeze, but Fu Sheng did not dare to slack off.
He frowned and pondered for a long time, until a cup of tea passed before he spoke solemnly.
"I have a humble opinion."
"In the past, there was a king of Chu who loved thin waists. All his court officials were starving, and many in the palace starved to death..."
"There are also the Duke of Jin who likes bad clothes, and the King of Yue who likes warriors..."
"This shows that those in higher positions have great power, and their words, actions, likes and dislikes are all imitated by those below them."
"As the saying goes, what goes up must go down. If you want to govern a city, or even a country, well, those in power should set an example and educate those below them with virtue."
These remarks were quite to Chu Yuening's liking, but she did not show her joy on her face. Instead, she continued to ask questions calmly.
"The second question is, if a teacher oppresses a disciple due to personal grudges, and uses this as a way to vent, and the disciple becomes angry and resists, causing injury to the teacher."
"Which one is more wrong?"
"The natural teacher is deeply at fault. If his predecessors were unkind, why should we blame his disciples for being unkind?"
Fu Sheng said without hesitation, and then changed the subject.
"However, I have also done something inappropriate."
"The Master said: 'If you repay evil with virtue, how do you repay good? Repay evil with justice, and repay good with virtue.'"
"People in the world believe in respecting teachers and honoring virtue, but because of a momentary anger, they destroy their own virtue. Even if there is a reason, they are easily criticized by others and confuse right and wrong."
Chu Yue frowned and felt unhappy.
"Oh? Then according to what you said, what should I do?"
"Those who do evil are unfit to be teachers. One should avoid associating with them, lest they undermine the virtues of a gentleman."
"What if the Master still refuses to give up?"
Fu Sheng smiled slightly, his face still gentle, but there was a hint of sharpness in his eyes.
"If you leave his school, you are no longer a master and a disciple, so the matter is another matter. You must convince others with 'reason'."
"Good! What Fu Qing said makes sense."
Understanding the deep meaning in the words, Chu Yuening raised the corners of her lips slightly, and her inner displeasure turned into appreciation.
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