Feng Shanzhang has always been very anxious about the arrangement of the heir. He didn't spend much of the 100,000 taels of silver he got from Hang Er earlier, just to save it for the next generation.
Before, Mr. Lin told him that Xiao Cunyu was very good and could inherit the academy, but after observing him for a while, he found that his performance in liberal arts exams was so poor that his hope turned into despair.
He even thought that if all else failed, he would have to choose from among this group of lifeless teachers.
Otherwise, Zhou Jingmao can also make do.
Picking a general from among the short ones, Zhou Jingmao is smart after all, and he had some foundation in the past. Now he has picked up his studies again and is making rapid progress. He may even be able to become a student next year. Although it will take many years to take the higher exam, but... he really has no choice.
Or perhaps, when we open the academy to external students next year, we can see if there are other good candidates...
But no matter how naive the dean was, he knew the gap between Wanjun and other academies.
These useless kids have made a lot of progress, but how can a few months of hard work compare to years of effort? How can they possibly compare? Even if these kids can attract some new students, those new students will definitely be those that other academies don't want.
This is the reality.
What makes the headmaster helpless is that this result is much better than before!
Xiao Cunyu was stunned. "Give it to me? Because... do you think I can live long?"
For this reason... She really likes him, what should I do?
Xiao Cunyu patted his head, trying to sober himself up. He couldn't sell himself and his labor for such sweet talk. He said quickly, "No, I have other things to do. Your business is too big."
"It's not big, and I'm pretty free." The headmaster insisted, "I haven't done any serious work in years, and there aren't many people who care about me..."
Of course, no one cares about it now because there are too few students.
As we enroll more students in the future, there will be more things to worry about.
"I'm not stupid. You look sad and unhappy all day long. How can this shorten your life?" Xiao Cunyu felt a little sympathetic towards him.
Now she didn't even know the headmaster's name! Even the master and the others might have forgotten the headmaster's name!
Being trapped in Wanjun Academy for a lifetime is like never seeing the sun!
I'm reluctant to spend even if I get 100,000 taels of silver!
After Xiao Cunyu said this, the dean looked a little pitiful. His cloudy eyes were no longer bright, his brows were filled with sorrow, his beard trembled slightly, and he opened his mouth and said in a hoarse and vicissitudes voice: "Ah... I knew that this academy... No one wants it."
“…” Xiao Cunyu was stunned.
He...isn't going to cry?
Sure enough, the next moment, two lines of turbid tears flowed from his eyes and flowed down along the folds of the ravine. His hunched and thin body seemed to be curled up into a ball, looking like an ugly orange.
Who would have thought that such a headmaster was also a famous talent in the capital when he was young?
I can only say that time is a butcher's knife.
"Old Man Lin said you were a kind child, knowledgeable, and not interested in fame and fortune... I've held on for decades, childless all my life... Now that I'm old, the thought of the academy falling into ruin under my control makes me... die with regret."
"You can't cry. You just heard it. I will never take the imperial examination in this life..."
"Who said that the headmaster is going to pursue a career in politics... As long as he doesn't show any fear in front of the heads of other academies and doesn't feel overwhelmed by their knowledge... and can scare the students... Look at me, I have no strength now. I usually don't like to appear in front of students because I'm afraid they will look down on me for being incompetent..." The headmaster said tearfully without caring about his face at all.
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