After thirty years of pregnancy, Lin Jingzhi chose a different path.
As the son of the minister of the Ministry of Rites, he refused the imperial examination, left the prosperity of the capital, and took over a dilapidated academy halfway up the mountain in the western suburbs.
There is no need for repairs in the first year, and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone will be paid for out of pocket. Farmers, small traders, bastards who were banished by their families... Students were taught in various ways, and the teaching was eclectic. He not only taught sages' books, but also taught physics, improved farm tools, and calculated business affairs.
The Secretary of the Imperial Academy criticized him for his "strange skills and obscene skills that deceive people's hearts." The wealthy family secretly suppressed him, and rogues came to disturb him. How can a scholar stand in an orphanage?
Lin Jingzhi has only one wish: to let children who want to study have books to read.
From twelve students to three hundred disciples; from a rural academy to becoming famous in the capital. Children from poor families find Qingyun Road here, and young people who are expelled find a way to stay here.
This is not a story about a time traveler crushing ancient times, but about an idealist who spent thirty years quietly paving a path for knowledge to flow downwards in a hierarchical dynasty.
