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Outside Qingzhou City, Taihe Village.
Over a hundred villagers were talking angrily after hearing the newspaper read out loud.
âThese old scholars are so annoying. Weâve only just started living a peaceful life, and now theyâre stirring things up again.â
âThatâs right! If it werenât for His Highnessâs policies, how would we have good days like this? We absolutely canât let these scholars fool His Highness with their nonsense.â
âYeah! Kick them all out of the domain and let them cause trouble elsewhere! That Xie Ziyunâs family lives in our villageâwe should go ask his parents how they raised such an ungrateful son. If His Highness hadnât given the powerful familiesâ land back to the Xie family, where would they have gotten the money for his education? Letâs go!â
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The villagers were getting more and more agitated with every word.
The leader was the village team leader. With a wave of his hand, the people of Taihe Village followed him to the Xie family home.
Yesterday, Xie Ziyun had been beaten nearly to death and brought back to the Xie home. Today, his father, Xie Dongyi, was staying home to take care of him and hadnât gone to hear the newspaper reading.
Just as he was cursing the people who beat his son, the villagers stormed angrily into his house.
âXie Dongyi, take your son and get out of this domain! Our village doesnât accept people who bring us shame!â shouted one villager.
âExactly! If people from other villages find out that Xie Ziyun is from here, theyâll curse our village to no end. This is so humiliating.â
âItâs more than just humiliating. This is betrayal! Eating from the Great Prince and then turning against himâdisgusting. I canât stand it anymore.â
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Xie Dongyi was stunned by the shouting. He shouted back, âWhat are you talking about? I donât get it. My son was beaten and youâre not even sympathetic? Now youâre humiliating him too? You think Iâm easy to bully?â
âBah! He shouldâve been beaten to death!â yelled one villager.
Xie Dongyiâs face turned red with anger. To him, Xie Ziyun was the familyâs pride. Just last year he had met high-ranking officials in Changâan, which had been something to brag about. Now that the villagers were saying these things, he was enraged. He grabbed a hoe and threatened, âLi Er, say one more word and see what happens!â
At that moment, a villager spoke up, âXie Dongyi, you didnât go hear the newspaper today, did you? Your sonâs name is in it now. He actually led a bunch of scholars to cause trouble at the county office, going against His Highness publicly, and even demanded the shutdown of Bowen Academy and the return to the old feudal system.â
Hearing this, Xie Dongyi froze and said in disbelief, âYouâre lying! Youâre all jealous of my son. Heâd never do that!â
âWhy would we lie? The reporter is still at the village entrance. Go ask him yourself,â said another villager.
Xie Dongyiâs expression shifted. In the end, he decided to find out the truth. He dropped the hoe and ran to the village center. Not long after, he came back like a wooden statue.
âWe didnât lie, did we?â the village leader sighed. Judging by Xie Dongyiâs look, it was clear he hadnât known what his son had been up to.
Xie Dongyi collapsed onto the ground and began crying loudly. âYou little bastard! I worked day and night in the fields to pay for your schooling. You shouldâve studied hard to serve His Highness. But instead, you shame him like this. Without His Highness, how would you even continue your studies? WaaaahâŠâ
His crying moved some of the angry villagers. One tried to comfort him, âXie Dongyi⊠itâs up to you now. But our village canât keep him. Heâs too dangerous. We donât want to get dragged down by him one day.â
Hearing that, Xie Dongyiâs face turned pale. Looking at his second son, third son, and little daughter, he made a decision in his heart. He said, âPlease allow him to heal first. Once heâs better, I will cut all ties with him. He will leave the domain. Whether he becomes successful or dies on the road, I will no longer care.â
The villagers fell silent and left after exchanging glances.
After everyone left, Xie Dongyi went back inside. Xie Ziyun was lying in bed. Although he had been beaten by many people, they had held back a little. His injuries werenât too severe.
Seeing his son awake, Xie Dongyi said, âYou heard what they said outside. When youâre better, leave. Our village wonât tolerate someone ungrateful, and neither will our family.â
Xie Ziyunâs eyes showed both fear and anger. He said, âFather, this isnât my fault. I studied for so many years, yet in the domain Iâm not even qualified to enter the official system. Why? In the end, the Great Prince is just a foolish ruler. He looks down on poor scholars like us and gives us no chance!â
âNonsense!â Xie Dongyi snapped. âEveryone from Bowen Academy is allowed to take the exams. Why didnât you go to Bowen Academy? Isnât it because the chief examiner in Changâan is Cui Hao, and you were afraid your connection with Bowen Academy would ruin your chances? Arenât you and your so-called scholar friends all arrogant snobs who look down on domain officials?â
Xie Ziyun was speechless. His mouth opened, but no words came out.
No one knows their son better than a father. To Xie Dongyi, becoming an official in the domain or the court was still a way forward. But what his son had done crossed his bottom line.
Everyone in the village knew that supporting the Great Prince was the only way to keep their good lives. They had seen the refugees from Jizhouâhow pitiful they were. That memory was still fresh. No one wanted to end up like them.
After a pause, he said, âThereâs now a public school in the county town. The government says any child from any household can go. Once they finish, they can take the exam for Bowen Academy. If they get in, theyâll become the pillars of the domain. I plan to send your second and third brothers to study.â
âFather, can you really afford to send them both?â Xie Ziyun argued.
âPublic school doesnât cost money,â Xie Dongyi sighed. âHis Highness is so generous, and you donât even want to serve him. What are you really thinking?â
Hearing this, Xie Ziyun fell silent.
While he was deep in thought, those scholars who followed him in causing trouble also faced similar outcomes. Many of them had just been blindly following the crowd. Once they realized the consequences, they quickly wrote apology letters to the government office and promised not to repeat their actions. Some even signed up for the Bowen Academy entrance exam.
This time, the unified action of merchants, civilians, and craftsmen completely scared the scholars, and no one opposed Xiao Mingâs announced policies.
As the news continued to roll in, Xiao Ming was very pleased with how everyone reacted. He hadnât expected that this opportunity would allow him to fully establish his own talent development and selection system.
Just as he was feeling proud, craftsmen from the glass workshop arrived at the palace and handed him a telescope.