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 morning, it was indeed much colder. Even though the sun had already 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 silently or looking at the ceiling to recite.
"The old county of Yuzhang, the new mansion of Hongdu, Xingfen... Huh? What is Xingfen? I still remember it last night."
"Sigh! The fortunes are bad, and the fate is misfortune. Feng Tang Yi Lao, Li Guang is difficult to seal. Qu Jiayi is in Changsha, not without a holy master; he is running around, running around... A gentleman on the beam, stealing a beam and replacing it... Damn you, it's annoying to death !”
"Zhong Ming Ding Shi House, what's coming 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 extremely haggard: "Shut up, everyone has to carry his own weight. If you can't carry it out, you'll be punished. Don't look at me!"
Su Zefeng smacked her lips and looked at Murong Yunxi beside her. She found her with messy hair, lying on the desk, breathing softly, with glistening saliva flowing out of the corner of her mouth. She 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, it is difficult to find the source of this poem, 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 scholar 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. There is really nothing to say."
"Be poor and strong, and you will not fall into the clouds."
Li Xiyue, who had 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 bandit. When I first met, I thought the masters in the academy were crazy, but I was cautious. Not to mention the " "The Tao Te Ching" is a unique work and an insight from the minds of immortals. It is this poem and verse, with its neat parallelism and gorgeous words, that makes people admire it and is definitely not inferior to that of the great scholars of the world. The ambition in it makes me even more commonplace."
As they talked, the two glanced at Bai Xuanji, who had a cold temperament, but saw that she kept repeating one sentence: "A gentleman knows his opportunity, and an expert knows his 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 by Master in his early years, he would never have resigned himself to depravity..."
He Liansheng and He Lian Sheng looked at each other. It was hard to comment. Bai Xuanji was born in a wealthy family. His father was a half-step master and held a high position, but was plotted against him. Once he was disabled, he had already fallen into a drunken 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, a male erect crown, and her hands behind her back, as if she was rejecting anyone from a thousand miles away.
"Ah, 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, plus Bai Xuanji, the one who belongs to me. Three people, ten people from 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 also studying in the academy in our small frontier place? How strange."
Yuan Yourong chuckled and said: "My grandfather said that this is the Fulonglingland, the Deep Dragon's Abyss. Emperor Taizu hunted in this mountain, and later he gathered a group of people to hunt the country, so every few years There will always be children from wealthy families sent to the Qiugong Pavilion. If they are tainted with dragon energy, they will be successful. It is said that there are also many daughters of wealthy families working as fake nuns in Shuiyue An."
"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 smiled, cupped his fists and saluted, and asked knowingly, "What do you mean, senior brothers and sisters?"
Ji Cunxiao's expression was indifferent, with a hint of superiority in his tone: "Master said that a new master has come to the new class building. He has a strange scripture called morality, which is very mysterious. He specially ordered me to come and observe!"
Li Xiyue snorted softly and said: "It's normal. Why do all the senior brothers and sisters come in person? We can explain it to you in our spare time."
My master's skills are learned at home, and when others come, he always feels uncomfortable.
"If the true meaning of the scripture is indeed mysterious, how much can you understand?"
Zong Lingxi said coldly: "Of course it would be best to come and observe 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, it does not benefit us. Big, at least with our current state of mind, it is quite difficult to understand it. We also read this poem and poem. It is indeed talented and learned, but..."
Bai Xuanji asked coldly: "What does Senior Brother Ji mean?"
"The meaning is very simple!" Zong Lingxi took over the conversation and responded tit for tat, "Both the scriptures and poems are too luxurious and profound. On the contrary, they are exaggerated and empty talk. It was the new master who quoted the scriptures to other masters. It’s okay to come and teach.
Not to mention that we are now at the critical moment when the low-level martial arts is sprinting to the middle level of martial arts.
It is said that you will soon join the court as civil and military officials. Senior Brother Ji and I have already joined the Shence Army. I wonder how much this young master knows about military tactics and strategies? How much do you know about martial arts?
If you just understand the scriptures and have talent and learning, what is the difference between you and a corrupt scholar? How can I be qualified to be a master? "
Is this the time to kick the gym?
Play against Master Xiang?
Bai Xuanji, He Liansheng and Li Xiyue looked at each other, frowned slightly, and stopped refuting. They didn't know if this was Ji Cunxiao and others' own thoughts, or the instructions of other masters.
"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, we ask him to teach us the art of war, strategy and martial arts. Why? Sample?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there were angry looks from around him.
You traitor!
Su Zefeng couldn't help but feel numb, and sat down with a smile on her face.
