In the early morning, Wu Gen hurried to the south of the city. He carried a bag on his back, which contained bacon, red beans, red dates and other bundles, and a jar of fine wine.
In order to enroll in school today, Wu Gen specifically asked for leave. Anyway, he is a role model for washing horses. One more is not more, one less is not more.
Although he entered the school in a hurry, he still had to follow the proper etiquette. Wu Gen smashed open countless shops last night before getting these things ready.
Wu Gen stopped when he reached the huge white archway in the south of the city. This was the dividing line into the south of the city. On the archway, there are four large characters "Beichen Yide" engraved on it. The fonts are strong and vigorous, as if there are thousands of stones.
Standing under the archway, I could feel someone looking at me. Wu Gen didn't take it seriously. With Mr. Zhu as a guarantee, there should be no big problem in entering the south of the city.
Through the mist drifting from the waterfall, Inspector Wu Gen stretched his neck and looked inside. In the mist, Zhu Buzhan's figure appeared in the mist. Seeing Wu Gen who was wet with moisture, he nodded slightly: "Come with me."
Entering the south of the city, if no one introduces you, you will be beaten out. Although the streets are deserted, who knows what is hiding in the dark.
Walking on the road paved with bluestone, there are high-profile houses on both sides, with beautifully carved doors matching each other, showing the nobility of the owner.
Nearing Gushan Mountain, a courtyard facing the water appeared at the foot of the mountain.
When walking into the courtyard, there is no screen wall at the door, but a pavilion with three big characters "Tingfeng Pavilion" on it. There is a couplet at the bottom, which reads: "The springs are moistening the green hills, and the holy righteousness is passed down to the house. There is no harm in the third grade. The spring breeze here is full and far away."
The sound of reading came, like a chime or a jade, with ups and downs.
Wu Gen was a little embarrassed. He originally thought he had gotten up early, but he didn't want anyone to be here early.
"Although you are older, before and after you enter school, these Meng children are all your senior brothers." Zhu Buzhan pointed at the dozen or so children in the room and said.
These children stared at Wu Gen with their big eyes, looking at Wu Gen unscrupulously, and chattering non-stop. A few of the more naughty ones winked and made faces at Wu Gen.
Wu Gen, who had always been shameless, blushed a little. Looking at Zhu Buzhan who was looking at him with a smile and saying nothing, he gritted his teeth and bowed his hands and said: "Hello, brothers and sisters."
The children burst into crisp laughter, "Hello, junior brother, hello, brother..."
After a moment of commotion, Zhu Buzhan gave a light high-five, and everything fell silent. "This is your new classmate. Everyone should live in harmony and not bully the new classmate."
"I know." The children replied in a long voice, laughing happily.
Pointing to the tables and chairs in the last row, Zhu Buzhan said, "You can sit here." Putting down his things, Wu Gen sat down in a polite manner. I touched the smooth tabletop, and there was always something unreal in my heart.
When students first learn, it is nothing more than "Xiaoya", "Youxue Compilation" and the like, focusing on literacy and practicing the elegant dialect of Yizhou. Wu Gen was no exception. He made circles with a group of classmates who were much younger than him and recited words that were like a book from that day.
Zhu Buzhan taught with great patience. Every word clearly explained the origin of the sage's words and contained great meaning. If there are any difficulties, they will be explained in detail, and no matter which student they are, they will be treated equally.
In this way, Wu Gen started going to school on one day and reporting to the school captain's residence on both days. When he asked for leave, the person in charge of Fa Cao looked a little strange when he heard it. He agreed without asking, and all the reasons Wu Gen had prepared were not used.
Every morning, Zhu Buzhan would go to the archway and pick up some children. Wu Gen also discovered that not all of these children lived in the area south of the city. There were children of nobles and descendants of common people. Without him to guide them, those children would never be able to enter.
From time to time, nobles wearing silver crowns passed by, and they seemed to be quite polite to Zhu Buzhan, but the contempt in their eyes was obvious. According to the rules of Zhao State, nobles can wear gold, silver and jade crowns, but the area south of the city is mostly populated by lower-class nobles, so there are more silver crowns.
Wu Gen also asked Zhu Buzhan, wouldn't it be resentful if he brought many disciples other than nobles into the school? Why not set up the school somewhere else?
Zhu Buzhan just patted him on the shoulder and sighed softly, "Everything is ugly and good, and each has its own shape. There is only one thing about learning, and there is only learning or not learning. In our lineage, what we pay attention to is teaching without distinction. , in today's world, it is naturally easy to be slandered. However, this world has to be changed eventually, and doing more is better than not doing anything." At this point, his face looked a little bitter.
"As for why you don't move away from here, do you want the children of these noble families to go to school where the common people live? If so, these people with silver crowns will do it behind their backs, and there will be many more There are so many worries that you can’t even finish your studies. Under the overwhelming trend, you always need to borrow some strength to move forward.
Moreover, these third-grade people and other disciples gather together with each other. Although there is inevitably some distance between them after a long time, they finally see that there is no difference between each other, which also plants a seed in their hearts. "
After all, Wu Gen was a man with a clear heart and understood Zhu Buzhan's difficulties. Think about it, you, a noble person, don't teach your own children, but instead support those lowly people, wouldn't you feel unsatisfied? After all the tricks, even if Zhu Buzhan is not moved, those ordinary people will still dare to send their children to school. .
The school was set up here to facilitate the children of noble people to study. Even if some people couldn't stand what Zhu Buzhan did, they had no choice but to pinch their noses and endure it.
As a result, Wu Gen had a deep admiration for Zhu Buzhan. On weekdays, because he was the oldest among a group of children, he took the initiative to take on some affairs in the school. Even trivial matters such as going to the toilet had to be done by Wu Gen. Greet one by one.
Children most like to play with people older than them. This cheap junior brother Wu Gen has a lovable face, so he gets along quite well with a group of senior brothers and sisters.
As time went by, whenever there was a break between classes, four or five children would hang on to Wu Gen and pester him to ask questions. Even though it's a bit harder, Wu Gen still enjoys it. When nothing happened, Wu Gen was like a big goose, leading a group of goslings around the south of the city.
On the road, I met those noble people who were playing, and they were quite accommodating to these noisy children. At most, they laughed and scolded the children for being scoundrels. In addition, during this period of time, Wu Gen seemed to be a different person. He was polite and well-behaved. He did not cause any trouble, and there was not much obstruction in entering and exiting the archway.
After enrolling for more than half a month, Zhu Buzhan left Wu Gen behind. He admitted that the school was closed for the second day and wanted help moving some things. This matter was understandable. He had to hand it over to Shu Xiu when he went to a private school. He once gave Zhu Buzhan some money, but he flatly refused.
Wu Gen came to the school early the next day, and Zhu Buzhan said apologetically that it would take some time. Wu Gen discovered that Mr. Zhu, who was usually calm and calm, was a little uneasy today and got up from time to time to inquire about what was going on outside the hospital.
Until three o'clock in the morning, the sound of carriages and horses was heard outside the door. After Zhu Buzhan heard this, he stood up and strode out of the house. When he came to the door, he slowed down again and walked out slowly with square steps behind his hands.
Wu Gen was wondering who made Mr. Zhu lose his temper today.
When I walked out of the door, I saw a simple carriage parked at the door. The driver was an old woman, holding a copper pot in her mouth and sitting in front of the car, smoking dry cigarettes.
The curtain of the carriage was gently opened, and a delicate, white and slender hand stretched out. Under the sunlight, the veins on his hands were faintly visible, looking like jade carvings.
Immediately afterwards, a girl with a beautiful appearance and a pure face appeared in front of Wu Gen. The girl is wearing a fairy dress, with red lips and white teeth, her skin is as crystal clear as jade, and there is a faint aura of book between her brows and eyes.
The beauty of the girl is just like the clear waves and the lotus flowers, not as gorgeous as the peony, not as lush as the golden osmanthus, but has its own elegance and refinement, showing innocence when it is opened and closed.
At that moment, Wu Gen's heart paused for a moment. When he came back to his senses, the school with black tiles and white walls suddenly became brighter.
Seeing Zhu Buzhan, the girl embroidered her shoes and walked coquettishly. She bowed her head and said, "Daddy is well."
Zhu Buzhan's face was full of kindness, "It's been a hard journey, but the journey is safe."
The girl's eyebrows were curved, with a smile on her face, "Let daddy worry about it, everything is fine." She turned her head and glanced at Wu Gen, but hesitated to speak.
Zhu Buzhan coughed and said, "Wu Gen, this is my little girl Qian Hua. She has been living at home and just took it over."
Wu Gen woke up from his sleepwalking and quickly stepped forward and bowed, "I've seen Miss Qian Hua." Zhu Qian Hua's cheeks were slightly dizzy and she returned the bow.
"This is my new student, Wu Gen. Thank you for your hard work in moving the items in the car back to the house."
Wu Gen agreed, and he and the old woman moved the boxes in the car into the courtyard one by one, and distributed them to various rooms according to Zhu Buzhan's instructions. Today, he always felt that he had endless energy.
After settling down, Wu Gen just learned that Zhu Qianhua was Zhu Buzhan's only daughter. This time she traveled thousands of miles to defect, which made the school more popular.
When Zhu Qianhua arrived in Dingyuan City, she naturally became the senior sister. In addition to taking care of the housework every day, she sometimes helped Zhu Buzhan teach students and corrected the homework of Wu Gen and others.
The girl is very thoughtful and will point out anything wrong in detail. Every time Wu Gen's notebook is filled with Juan Xiu's correction handwriting.
After class that day, Wu Gen was walking home when he suddenly remembered that he had left his school captain's badge in the school, so he hurried back.
Opening the courtyard door, there was silence in the courtyard. Walking into the room, Wu Gen rummaged around in his seat, but found nothing. He thought it must have been taken away by Zhu Qianhua.
Feeling anxious, he turned around and walked towards the wing, where Zhu Qianhua lived.
Walking gently to the front of the house, through the half-open window, I saw Zhu Qianhua correcting his homework.
Zhu Qianhua sat at the table, focusing on the homework in front of him. The afterglow of the setting sun spread a layer of rouge on his face, and even the slender hairs on his ears were stained with a layer of crimson.
With a smile on her lips, the girl gently lifted the gauze sleeve of her right arm with her left hand, revealing a section of her crystal-clear jade arm. It must have been a student's poor homework that made her laugh, and she was hesitant about how to start writing.
Wu Gen raised his hand several times to knock on the door, but he was afraid of disturbing the other party, so he could only stand in front of the window and wait.
Finally, Zhu Qianhua spotted Wu Gen, his face was slightly surprised, and he suddenly realized, "Junior brother came back because of this thing." He pointed to a waist card on the table.
"Oh, that's right." Wu Gen suddenly woke up and hurriedly lowered his head and stepped forward. He accidentally tripped on the root of the peach tree in the courtyard and fell in front of the window with a plop.
Zhu Qianhua quickly stood up and looked out the window. Unexpectedly, Wu Gen stood up hastily in a panic, and their heads hit each other.
"Ouch." Zhu Qianhua covered his head and let out a soft cry, with tears hidden in his painful eyes.
Wu Gen reached out and grabbed the sign, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He walked backwards and bowed to apologize again and again. When he didn't want to turn back, he happened to bump into the peach tree in the courtyard, and the leaves fell one after another.
"Pfft." Zhu Qianhua was amused. Realizing the impoliteness, he quickly covered his mouth and asked with a smile, "Junior brother, something is wrong."
"It's okay, it's okay." Wu Gen's nose was hit and caused nosebleeds. He wiped it in panic, turned around and rushed towards the courtyard door.
After leaving the courtyard, he took a deep breath and slapped himself, "Nothing to show for it."
"Boy, don't make any ulterior motives and control your thoughts. Otherwise, the old lady is good at breaking bones and resetting them. You might want to give it a try." A sinister voice sounded from behind.
Wu Gen was startled. He turned around and saw that it was the old woman who was driving the carriage, leaning against the corner and smoking a pipe. His eyes were cold and stern, as if he were looking at an enemy.
Feeling guilty, Wu Gen raised his hand and saluted. For the first time, he didn't reply, turned around and left, covering his nose.
