Chapter 88 Kick-off from other classrooms
October 24th, frost fell.
The last solar term of autumn among the twenty-four solar terms is not far from the beginning of winter.
In the early morning, it was indeed much colder. Even though the sun had risen, it still felt chilly, and all the students in Yikui House felt even cooler.
At the beginning of Mao Shi, someone entered the classroom with panda eyes,
By the end of the day, we were basically all here.
The usual chit-chat was gone, everyone had dark circles under their eyes, yawning, nervously spreading the paper and writing or looking at the ceiling to recite.
"The old county of Yuzhang, the new mansion of Hongdu, Xingfen... Huh? What's Xingfen? I still remember it last night."
"Sigh! The fortunes are not aligned. Feng Tang Yi Lao, Li Guang is difficult to seal. Qu Jiayi was in Changsha, and he was not without a holy master; he was running from one place to another... He was a gentleman, he was trying to change his position... Go to hell, I'm so annoying!"
"Zhong Ming Ding Shi House, what's next... …”
Su Zefeng was not as strong-willed as he said yesterday. The circles under his eyes were heavier than anyone else's. He had a hunch that the thief Xin Zhuo would definitely deal with him, and he must not be allowed to succeed. This was a battle of dignity. When he memorized this, he subconsciously Look at Yuan Yourong.
Yuan Yourong glared at him, his originally playful face now looking particularly haggard: "Shut up, everyone has to carry his own weight. If you can't carry it out, you will be punished. Don't look at me!"
Su Zefeng smacked her lips and looked at Murong Yunxi aside, finding her with messy hair, lying on the desk, breathing softly, with glistening saliva flowing from the corner of her mouth, and couldn't help but shake her head.
The three people at the front, Bai Xuanji, He Liansheng and Li Xiyue, were radiant and well-rested. They not only recited the full text, but also understood its profound meaning. They couldn't help but be impressed by the young master's talent.
Yes, the source of this poem is difficult to find, but based on their family background and what they have learned, it is not difficult to tell that Mr. Xin Zhuo did not plagiarize others. No great Confucian in the world has ever written a similar article.
"The falling clouds and lonely birds are flying together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky."
He Liansheng sighed with emotion, "This kind of description of the scenery, although it is a simple sentence, makes people have pictures in their minds and feelings in their hearts. , I really have nothing to say.”
"Be poor and strong, and you will not fall into the clouds."
Li Xiyue, with bright eyes and white teeth, couldn't help but become sentimental. She held her chin with her bare hands and murmured to herself, "It is said that the young master is a mountain. Thief, when we first met , I thought that the masters in the academy were crazy, but I had a villainous heart. Not to mention that the Tao Te Ching is a masterpiece and a masterpiece, but it is this poem and poem that makes people admire it for its neat parallelism and gorgeous words. Absolutely, no less than the great Confucians of the world. My ambition makes me look like a vulgar person."
The two of them glanced at Bai Xuanji, who had a cold temperament, but saw that she kept repeating the same sentence: "It depends on the gentleman to see the opportunity, and the master to know the destiny... ”
He Liansheng asked curiously: "How does Junior Sister Bai understand this sentence?"
A rare hint of sadness appeared on Bai Xuanji's face: "If my father had read this poem in his early years, he would never have thought of it. Willing to fall..."
He Liansheng and He Lian Sheng looked at each other, and it was difficult to comment. Bai Xuanji was born in a wealthy family. His father was a half-step master and held a high position, but he was plotted against him. Once he was disabled, he resigned himself to it. Degenerate and become a wine gourd.
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and all the students in the house thought that the master was coming, so they sat upright and looked out.
In the end, it was not the master who came, but seven students in white robes. At the head was a young man who was tall, majestic and capable of walking like a dragon and a tiger. His whole body exuded incomparable confidence and domineering.
Following closely behind was a female member, with a graceful figure, wearing a man's erect crown, with her hands behind her back, as if she was rejecting anyone from a thousand miles away.
"Huh? Who are they? What are they doing here?" Murong Yunxi, who suddenly woke up, asked Yuan Yourong in surprise.
Yuan Yourong frowned and said in a low voice: "Ji Cunxiao, the eldest son of Prince Nanling, who is number one on the Jia list, Zong Lingxi, the granddaughter of Zuopushe, the third minister on the Jia list, and the remaining five are also from the Jia list. Including the three of us, Bai Xuanji, the ten people on the first list are here. I am afraid they are also here to listen to the "Tao Te Ching". Murong Yunxi blinked: "The background of these people is so scary, why are they in our small frontier place." It’s so strange to study in the academy?”
Yuan Yourong said with a smile: “My grandfather said that this is the Fulongling Land, the Abyss of the Hidden Dragon, where Emperor Taizu lived. This mountain was used for hunting, and later a group of people were recruited to hunt the country, so every few years, children from wealthy families would be sent to Qiugong Pavilion to be tainted with dragon energy, and they would be promising. It is said that there are also many daughters of wealthy families in Shuiyue An. Being a fake nun”
"Oh." Murong Yunxi nodded in understanding.
At this time, the college servants had moved seven desks and placed them in front. Ji Cunxiao and others waved their broad robes and sleeves and sat down.
He Liansheng was relatively familiar with everyone. He cupped his fists and saluted, and asked knowingly: "What do you mean, senior brothers and sisters?"
Ji Cunxiao looked calm, with a hint of superiority in his tone. : "The master said that a new master has come to the new classroom. There is a strange scripture called morality, which is very mysterious. I have been specially asked to come and listen!"
Li Xiyue snorted: "It's normal, why bother, brothers?" Senior sister is here in person, and we can explain it to you in our spare time.”
My master's knowledge is learned at home, and when others come, I always feel uncomfortable.
"If the true meaning of the scripture is indeed mysterious, how much can you understand?"
Zong Lingxi said coldly: "Of course it is best to come in person."
>Li Xiyue didn't take it seriously, smiled faintly, and stopped talking.
Ji Cunxiao glanced at Bai Xuanji, then looked at He Liansheng, and said: "Actually, Master has taught us the two Tao Te Ching yesterday, but... I'm not afraid of being rude to everyone. Although this scripture is indeed extraordinary, But it doesn’t benefit us much, at least with our current state of mind, it’s quite difficult to understand and understand it. We also read this poem and it’s true that we are talented and learned, but..."
Bai Xuanji asked coldly: "What does Brother Ji mean?"
"The meaning is very simple!" Zong Lingxi took over the conversation and said tit for tat, "Both the scriptures and poems are too luxurious and profound. It seems to be exaggeration and empty talk, even if the new master recited the scriptures to other masters to teach, there is nothing wrong with it.
Not to mention that we are now in the low-level sprint martial arts. The critical moment in the middle realm.
As I said, you will soon join the court as civil and military officials. Senior Brother Ji and I have already joined the Shence Army. I don’t know what this young master’s military strategy is. How much do you know about martial arts?
If you only know the scriptures and are talented, how can you be qualified to be a master?"
Is this the time to kick the gym?
Kick Xin Fuzi?
Bai Xuanji, He Liansheng and Li Xiyue looked at each other, frowned slightly, and stopped refuting. They didn't know whether this was Ji Cunxiao and others' own ideas, or the instructions of other masters.
Moreover, they were also curious, did Master Xin only know scriptures and poems? If that's all it is, it's really not appropriate.
“I agree with what Senior Brother Ji and Senior Sister Zong said!”
Su Zefeng, who was behind, suddenly stood up with a righteous look on his face, cupped his fists and saluted, and said: "Junior brother, I also think that our Master Xin only knows scriptures and poems, which is a bit empty talk. Today, let him teach us the art of war, strategy and martial arts. Why? How? "
As soon as he finished speaking, there were angry looks from all around. Everyone was suspicious. It would be too much for you to say it directly:
You are this traitor!
Su Zefeng couldn't help but feel numb, and sat down with a smile on her face.
(End of this chapter)