The north wind is biting, and yellow leaves occasionally fall by my feet.
Zhu Ping'an slung his schoolbag across his body and left Shi Shiran's door from Li's house. However, the sun in the west was still hanging in the sky at this time, and there was still some time before sunset.
Zhu Ping'an checked the direction slightly and walked towards his mentor, Old Master Sun's house. The house of his mentor was open as usual. Zhu Ping'an tidied up his clothes and entered Old Master Sun's house.
There was only his wife in the family, and his mentor Sun Laofuzi was still teaching at the hillside school. So after Zhu Pingan said hello to his wife, he said goodbye to his wife and went to the hillside.
Since Zhu Ping'an won the imperial examination, Old Master Sun's private school has become more and more famous. Some wealthy families paid a lot of money to hire Master Sun as a teacher for their children, but they were all rejected by Master Sun as a joke. In addition, many people from other towns came here to teach their children to Sun. Old Master Sun welcomes the old Master’s study, but they have to solve the problem of food and accommodation by themselves. Some people have given up because the distance is too far, but there are still some people who are buying real estate nearby, just so that their children can live in Old Master Sun’s Study in private school.
Zhu Pingan went up the hillside and passed through the bamboo forest. The private school was right in front of him.
I haven’t seen you for a while. The private school is much larger than before and the conditions are much better. In the private school, Old Master Sun was leading the children to recite the Analects of Confucius. The children's melodious reading sound was loud and clear to the ears, like a spring breeze: A gentleman is magnanimous, but a villain is always worried.
The younger children in the classroom were in the front row, and the older ones, such as Zhu Pingjun and others, were in the back row. After Master Sun led the children to read the Four Books and Five Classics, he went to the back and explained the Eight-legged Composition to a few people in front of Zhu Pingjun and others. Essentials.
"Eight-legged writing is a piece of writing of the time, and writing is made for the time. We must keep pace with the times, and do not stick to the old ways..."
Old Master Sun's hair has turned white, but he is in good spirits, his hands and feet are strong, and his face is rosy and full of vitality.
Zhu Pingan stood quietly and respectfully at the door. Didn't disturb Master's teaching.
The children sitting in the front row couldn't bear the loneliness. When they looked outside, they found Zhu Pingan standing respectfully at the door. They looked at Zhu Pingan curiously. These children were all foreigners. He didn't know what the big brother standing at the door did, so he looked at Zhu Ping'an with his big eyes curiously.
After Master Sun explained the eight-part essay to Zhu Pingjun and others, he left an eight-part essay for them to bring to class tomorrow.
When Old Master Sun turned around to check the children's dictation, he discovered Zhu Pingan standing respectfully at the door.
"The student has met his mentor."
Zhu Pingan stretched his arms forward. The right hand is slightly bent, the left hand is attached to it, and the arms are moved from the forehead to the chest. At the same time, the upper body bows 45 degrees to salute Master Sun.
"Well, okay." Old Master Sun stroked his beard and nodded, and couldn't be more satisfied with Zhu Ping'an.
"I disturbed my teacher's teaching. I hope you will forgive me." Seeing that the students in the school were startled by his voice greeting the master at the door, Zhu Pingan couldn't help but apologize to the master.
"It doesn't matter." Old Master Sun smiled and shook his head, then led Zhu Ping'an to the front and introduced to the students in the private school, "This is Senior Brother Zhu Zihou who you often talk about."
Then most of the children in the private school are like modern groupies. They were full of admiration and asked Zhu Ping'an questions. After Zhu Ping'an answered their questions, they all looked like they had drunk two ounces of wine. Their excited little faces were red and they were showing off to the children next to them.
It is estimated that next year, the number of students in Old Master Sun's private school will increase. The school valley system proposed by Zhu Pingan will be implemented in Xiahe Village next year. The village elder estimates that the number of children attending school will be several times more than in previous years.
"Zihou, it's up to you to explain this sentence to the juniors." Old Master Sun stabilized the order in the private school. He gave the podium to Zhu Pingan and asked Zhu Pingan to explain this Analects to the curious students in the private school.
Just now, Master Sun led the children to read the Analects of Confucius: A gentleman is magnanimous, but a villain is always worried. Master Sun asked Zhu Ping'an to teach the Analects to the students, on the one hand, to satisfy the students' curiosity. On the other hand, we also want to examine Zhu Pingan's recent homework situation.
"A gentleman is magnanimous, while a villain is always worried. A magnanimous person has a broad mind; a person who is often worried is often worried. This sentence means that a gentleman is broad-minded and calm. A villain is preoccupied. He worries about gains and losses. So, from now on, we must all be gentlemen."
Zhu Ping'an stood in front, calm and composed, and explained this sentence to the students in the private school in simple terms.
"Senior Brother Zihou, what is a gentleman?" A child below asked with his cheek raised.
"A gentleman has no worries or fears in his heart." Zhu Pingan smiled slightly.
"Is it that simple?" The child was puzzled.
Hearing this, Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but laugh. This looked like a scene in The Analects. Back then, a student named Sima Niu also talked to Confucius like this.
Then Zhu Ping'an combined Yu Dan's explanation on this part in the Modern Hundred Schools Forum, combined with Master Zeng's explanation and his own understanding to explain it in plain and easy language to the children in the private school.
Because it drew on the advantages of hundreds of forums, the children in the private school listened with gusto; Mr. Sun, who was sitting behind him, could not help but nod his head, his eyes were bright, and he was very satisfied with Zhu Ping'an, a disciple. This was the ability to comprehend the entire Analects of Confucius. To this extent.
"Zihou, you are going to the capital to be treated as a teacher."
After Zhu Pingan finished speaking, Old Master Sun said something to Zhu Pingan.
What this sentence means is that I have great expectations for you to take the exam in Beijing this time.
Hearing this, Zhu Pingan was a little flattered. You must know that in the past, when Zhu Pingan went to take the boy examination, Old Master Sun didn't have much expectations for Zhu Pingan. When Zhu Pingan went to take the provincial examination, Old Master Sun didn't say that either. He encouraged me with his eyes; this time I went to the imperial examination to compete with the best talents in the country. I didn't expect that the master would be so confident in himself.
"Students must work hard and live up to the expectations of their teachers." Zhu Ping'an gave a long bow and promised Master Sun that he would work hard not to disappoint him.
Not long after, a bright red sunset shone into the private school through the window, and the large white clouds in the distance burned half of the sky like flames under the afterglow of the setting sun.
After school, Zhu Ping'an said goodbye to Old Master Sun, and then he and Zhu Pingjun walked through the single-plank bridge to Xiahe Village as usual.
"Brother She, after the Chinese New Year, I'm going to have a test at Tongsheng."
While walking on the road, Zhu Pingjun suddenly said something with a serious look on his face.
Then the scene where his uncle Zhu Shouren and Zhu Pingjun went to Tongsheng Examination appeared in Zhu Ping'an's mind...
"I wish Brother Jun a successful start." Zhu Pingan looked at Zhu Pingjun and said his heartfelt wishes.
"Haha, you think so too, and I also think I will pass." Zhu Pingjun grinned, and then became a little worried, "What do you think if I pass and my dad hasn't passed yet? Where should I put my dad's face? ah."
Well
You really have a lot on your mind. (To be continued.)
