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Shang Zhuo said this, which immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of his classmates.

Someone slammed him hard with his arm, "Shang Zhuo, what are you talking about? Is there something you said like this? We are not right outside."

"Yeah, why did you stand on the other side?"

Several classmates began to scold him.

I don't quite understand why he was going to cater to outsiders and vilify his teachers in public.

Lin Shu, who was so impetuous and impatient, immediately squinted at the quietly quiet Sazua, squeezing his fist, and itchy his teeth, unless he was a fellow bookmate of his class. You have to step forward and beat him hard.

Compared with other people's accusations of viciousness, Jing Rong looked at him with a slightly appreciative eye, thinking to himself, this man is a wise man.

Shang Zhuo did not care about the reprimands of others, but boldly faced Jing's sight, saying, "Even though the Confucius has many quirks, but fortunately, the material of learning is ethics, and the recklessness lies in sharp tricks, Confucius teaching Although our teaching is closed Confucianism, but meticulous is rigorous, strict in place is respect for the Tao, although not at will, but the style of study is enlightened and not old-fashioned, and respects holy ancient literature. It’s useless and unknowing, and the so-called malpractice is actually worse? Our Confucian scholars have seen very high knowledge, seemingly arrogant, but in fact, they are the true teachers in the Word."

Everyone is dumbfounded!

Sazua’s homework is not outstanding among the many students in the academy, but what he said just now is full of philosophy.

This also attracted the attention of Ji Yunshu!

Naturally, he gave him a few more glances. The man, gentle and kind-faced, lacked the arrogant temperament of your son-in-law, and increased the scholarly elegance of the scholar, and as soon as the group came in, she paid attention to the other four people. The wet book, except for the one in his hand, was hidden in his clothes without rain!

It can be seen that it is a true Confucian.

Shang Zhuo's remarks made Jing Rong nod, "Yes, Yufu is indeed a true teacher in the holy way, even though he has a singular temperament, he is a rare saint. For decades, there have been two of the top three in high school. It was a student from Confucius. When the bureaucrat recorded the admiral of the dynasty, Mr. Liu and Mr. Liu, the decree of the court, Mr. Jiang Chengjiang, the transcript of Hanlin Academy, and the master of the Academy of Recording and Literature, all of them had studied under Confucius. Even in today's holy priests, he should be respected as a teacher, although notorious, but speaking of morality in literature, there are no ancients before, no one after."

Others are really ignorant!

This man is really strange. He just lowered Yu Fuzi's meal just now, but now he is holding it up again.

Don't understand his routine.

Lin Shuhui gave him a glance, "You, people, change your mind really fast."

Jing Rong smiled.

Shang Zhuo also smiled, and said, "Actually, it wasn't the son who was turning fast, but he was only half of what he said." He bowed his hand to Jing Rong. The other half of the spoken words were given out first, and I asked my son not to laugh."

Very polite.

Also extremely smart!

Jing Rong admired this person very much, and stepped forward to stand in front of him: "Are you called Shangzhuo?"

"Yes."

"Compared to your classmates, you seem to be a lot calmer."

"Sonson wins the prize."

Jing Rong pondered, and said, "If I remember correctly, because of the prince's prince, Chun Wei, which was originally arranged in March, was delayed to July. It's a day, and you will enter Beijing to the Libe Gongyuan next month. After attending the meeting, why not stay in the college and wait for the exam in Beijing?"

"Just because I went to Beijing in a few days, the Master asked us to buy some books and bring them down the mountain. Where did we know that it was raining on the way back?"

"Oh." He dragged a long note, nodded, and said, "After the July meeting, it was the hall test. Everyone is a student of Yu Shanzi of Mingshan Academy. I believe that I will win the tribute and fight for it. Top three."

Shangzhuo is modest, "Borrowing my son's good words."

At this moment, Mo Ruo, who was sitting on the corner of the pavilion, slowly opened the hip flask he carried with him, and took several sips.

The smell of wine is mixed with the smell of rain, and it diffuses in the pavilion, but it exudes a sweet fragrance.

Only Lin Shu frowned and scowled his nose, then he covered his nose with his hand, and looked at Zhao Mo Ruo, who was disgusted.

Mo Ruo narrowed his eyes and said, "I think that this rain may not stop for a while and a half. Since Mingshan Academy is in front, it would be better to go a little further and go to Mingshan Academy for a night's rest and wait until tomorrow morning."

Lin Shu sneered, "Our college never accepts idlers, etc."

"If you don't accept it, then it depends on who you are, and you, Yufu, won't accept it, but we, he dare not refuse it."

"Great tone."

Mo Ruo smiled, and no longer responded, just poured another sip into his mouth.

Jing Rong agrees with what Mo Ruo said just now, the terrain in the north is complicated, and the road surface is also slippery with heavy rain. If you hurry overnight, you will inevitably have any accidents or troubles. If you stay in Mingsha Academy for one night, it is not bad.

Simply, he told Langpo, "After the rain is small, I will go to Mingshan Academy."

"Do I need to inform Yufuzi in advance?"

"No, give him a surprise."

"Yes!"

Surprise?Don't startle Yu Fuzi, it's not bad. After all, they are already the elders of the sixty-year-old, no fear.

After the rain stopped slightly, Jing Rong originally wanted to invite the students to ride with the carriage, but they were stubborn, holding wet books, and quickly ran away in the direction of the academy.

Mingshan Academy is still close to here, and the horse-drawn carriage has been walking slowly for a long time!

Lin Shu and others who hurried back to the academy first ran to find Confucius after changing the clean Confucian shirts.

At the moment, Yu Fuzi was taking a nap in the study, sitting on the back of the pear blossom chair with his waist down, squinting his head down, he couldn't see the face, but only saw a gray-haired hair and a gray beard. Holding a ruler.

In the house, there are still the babbles!

With the sound of drizzle, it was indeed a good time to take a nap.

"teacher."

Lin Shu walked in gently and called out!

There is no movement.

"Teacher." There was another call.

Then Master Yu shook his head, put his head up, and pulled a long beard with a gray beard, leaving only a slit in his eyes and staring at the person in front of him.

"I'm back?" The voice was deep and dumb.

"Yes."

"All the books are collected?"

"Plucking is back, but there was heavy rain outside, and many books got wet."

"Oh." Yufuzi was good at dragging long notes, his head turned, and a laid-back posture of the old man, staring at Lin Shu again, "Then where do you still do the pestle? Not yet Go to dry the book."

Lin Shu swallowed for a moment and did not leave.

Confucius put the ruler in his hand on the table and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Teacher, there is a group of people from outside. We are coming to our college and say that we are going to stay here for one night."

Stay one night?

Yu Fuzi's pleated face sank in a flash, and his sleeve waved, "Get away."

Lin Shu snickered secretly, "Yes, the students go to drive them away."

After answering, he leaned over and bowed again, then went out.