Shen Zheng had a book in front of him, but his eyes were squinting outside the classroom.
He had heard the noise outside a long time ago. He originally wanted to go watch the excitement, but he accidentally heard a familiar voice.
His father is here. How dare he stop fooling around? He quickly opened the book and pretended to look at it seriously.
With his sharp ears, he heard footsteps getting closer and closer, as if they were coming in and standing behind him.
He couldn't pretend anymore, so he closed the book and turned around, looked into the eyes of Magistrate Shen and Yourong Yan, grinned and said, "Dad, why are you here?"
Only then did Cheng Zhao come back to his senses from the book and immediately stood up: "I have met the county magistrate."
Zhao Sidan was also studying here. He imitated Cheng Zhao and stood with his hands clasped, bending slightly to salute.
"Let me introduce to you, this is Mr. Yu, who will be responsible for teaching the children in Dahe Village to read and write." Magistrate Shen said with a smile, "Shen Zheng, Cheng Zhao, you two will be taking the hospital exam soon. If you have anything you don’t understand about learning and writing articles, you can come and ask Master Yu.”
Shen Zheng shrank his neck. He was most afraid of this kind of person who would become a master. He always felt that he would pick up a ruler and slap him in the next moment.
Master Yu said: "Then I will test your knowledge first, so that I can teach you in accordance with your aptitude."
Shen Zheng immediately turned into a bitter face: "Dad, didn't you say that Master Yu came to teach the children of Dahe Village to read? I am not a child of Dahe Village..."
Magistrate Shen's face darkened: "Master Yu is rich in knowledge and knowledge. Do you know what an honor it is to receive a single piece of advice from Master Yu!"
Cheng Zhao's eyes moved slightly, as if he thought of something. His attitude became more respectful, and he humbly raised his hands and said, "Please give me some advice, Master Yu."
Master Yu touched his beard and said casually: "In the Analects of Confucius, Duke Ai asked Yu Youruo: "I am hungry in the year and I don't have enough to use. What's the matter?" Youruo replied: "Is it true?" Then he said: "I still don't have enough. How thorough is it?"
Shen Zheng took the words and said in a dignified manner: "If the people are enough, which king is enough? If the people are not enough, which king is enough?"
"That's right." Master Yu nodded, "It proves that you study seriously every day. So tell me, what do you mean by these words?"
Shen Zheng grinned.
Cheng Zhao recently taught him the Analects of Confucius, and he happened to be talking about this chapter. He was really familiar with it.
He coughed and said: "The country is suffering from famine. Duke Ai asked his ministers what he meant by raising taxes, but Yu Youruo advocated reducing taxes. I think what Yu Youruo said is absolutely correct."
Magistrate Shen showed a proud smile. His son had indeed made great progress.
Master Yu continued to ask: "In your opinion, how should Yu Youruo's proposal be implemented?"
"Ah, this..." Shen Zheng scratched the back of his head and turned his head, "Brother Cheng knows a lot, let Brother Cheng answer this question."
Magistrate Shen: "..."
Sure enough, I have a high regard for this kid, I know it, but I don't know why. How can I take the college examination with this level?
"In times of famine, charging high land taxes can indeed temporarily alleviate the crisis, but if the people are overtaxed, it can easily lead to the people being destitute. Poor people will lead to chaos, and chaos will lead to the decline of national power..." Cheng Zhao said methodically, "The people are rich. , then the king will be rich and the country will be stable. This is the Confucian idea of governing the country. However, I believe that this idea is too idealistic. There are people who are rich and people who are poor. This is relative..."
Master Yu looked at him with admiration.
He thought that this remote village was full of illiterate children, but he didn't expect that there was a young man with extraordinary knowledge.
In this young man, he seemed to see himself from back then.
After Cheng Zhao finished his answer, he waited for Master Yu's comments.
Master Yu suddenly asked: "Do you have any words?"
"Not yet." Cheng Zhao said respectfully, "I sincerely ask the teacher to give the students the words."
Just now he respectfully addressed him as Master Yu, which now means teacher. In this dynasty, teacher and Mr. Confucius have completely different meanings.
Once a teacher, always a father. A teacher is the same as a father.
Being willing to give yourself a word is enough to prove your willingness to get close.
Therefore, Cheng Zhao changed his title.
"Yu is a beautiful jade." Master Yu said, "You have many talents, you are patient and gentle, and you can take on big responsibilities. Let's call you Ziyu. How about Cheng Ziyu?"
Cheng Zhao bowed even lower: "Ziyu thanked the teacher for the words."
"Isn't this a coincidence?" Shen Zheng said with a smile, "My name is Zijue and your name is Ziyu. It seems that we are destined to be brothers with different surnames."
Zhao Sidan was holding the book and his eyes were a little hot. He really wanted Master Yu to give him a calligraphy.
But he knew that generally educated people would not give students words easily, because it was a very serious and serious matter.
Let’s wait until he becomes successful in the future.
Magistrate Shen said: "You continue to take the academic test, I will go to Zhao Cheng's house to ask some questions."
Shen Zheng's eyes flashed and he dragged Magistrate Shen to the side: "Dad, don't just talk about business this time. Don't you want Aunt Zhao to know your sincerity? You should show your attitude quickly, otherwise, Aunt Zhao is about to be snatched away."
Magistrate Shen's old face turned red: "When elders do things, you don't need your advice. Follow Master Yu and study hard, don't follow me here!"
He stepped out of the school and walked towards the door of Cheng Wanwan's house.
Cheng Wanwan has been busy in the house. She prayed in her heart that Magistrate Shen would never come to her home. The main reason was that the marriage proposal last time was quite embarrassing, and so many people outside the yard kept pretending to pass by. She wanted to see the excitement between her and Magistrate Shen, but she didn't want to be gossiped about by the villagers.
Who knows what he was afraid of? The voice of the eldest daughter-in-law saluting and saying hello came from the door of the yard.
She raised her eyebrows and saw Chunhua plopped down on her knees in fright. Knowing that Magistrate Shen was generous, Ah Fu quickly picked up the limp Chunhua and dragged her to the back yard.
Cheng Wanwan had no choice but to come out and bow down and salute: "A commoner woman has seen the county magistrate."
"No need to be polite."
Magistrate Shen gave him a weak hand, then quickly retracted his hand and put it behind his back.
Cheng Wanwan took a step back and said, "The county magistrate is looking for Xiao Zheng? He is studying over there in the school."
"No." Magistrate Shen held back his words with difficulty, "I have a few words to tell you. The last time I sent someone to propose marriage, it was indeed too abrupt. I was too busy to take the time, and I couldn't talk to you in person. Make it clear, I hope you can forgive me for being rude..."
"I understand that this is just children messing around." Cheng Wanwan said with a smile, "The county magistrate doesn't need to feel any psychological burden."
Magistrate Shen nodded: "As long as you understand."
He still had a lot to say, but he didn't know where to start.
He scratched the back of his head, but felt that this action seemed unsightly, so he quickly retracted his hand and coughed.
Cheng Wanwan stood in the yard with him. The magistrate didn't say anything or mentioned his departure. It was extremely embarrassing just standing there.
She glanced at the sky and said casually: "The woman has to make lunch, otherwise... the county magistrate will stay for a meal?"
Magistrate Shen nodded Cong Shanruliu: "Okay."
It's really a bit impatient to suddenly bring up the subject of men and women at this time, so let's wait until after the meal.
Cheng Wanwan: "..."
She was just a little polite and said that the family was ready for dinner. Shouldn't most people ask to leave at this time?
The dignified county magistrate actually cares about the food of the villagers?
Looks like we need to put some effort into lunch.
