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Chapter 257 The fall of the genius(1/3)

Fulongju, Yuyingtang.

After the 16th day of the first lunar month, Yuyingtang returned to its former liveliness and had teachers and students attending classes again.

The teacher who taught the class originally planned to let his mother-in-law Feng Heng do it, but when the class started, he changed to a male speaker, "Miaoshou Scholar" Zhu Cong arrived.

Such a replacement is more in line with Guo Mo’s inner setting. It is better for a boy to enlighten the children, especially boys, to be better for male teachers.

Like later generations, young children often go to school as female teachers, which inevitably makes all children unconsciously lack "masculinity".

If the students who are listening to the class do not count on the Guo Yi, Guo Xiang and his brothers who come to make trouble from time to time, there are four formal students.

Six-year-old Guo Ping, five-year-old Lu Bing, Yang Guo and Ye Feng.

Ye Feng is the son of Guo Mo's fifth junior brother Ye Qu, who is the same age as Lu Bing and Yang Guo, but was born in the twelfth lunar month and is the youngest among the three of them.

Ye Qu is partnering with Feng Ge in Xixia, and the "Peach Blossom Island" is about to enlighten the children, so Guo Mo naturally thought of Jiaxing, which is not far from here.

When Guo Mo sent someone to pick up Xiao Yefeng, he didn't expect that his second master, "Miaoshou Scholar", also followed him.

This is just right, even the teacher's problem has been solved.

Moreover, Zhu Cong is a person with "teaching experience". He had already started school as early as the "Seven Sages Village" in the desert, and this time he was considered to have returned to his old career.

It is now the late Southern Song Dynasty, and the "Three Hundred Thousand" reading book for children's enlightenment has appeared. Guo Mo does not need to be a "literary thief" again.

The last time he was at Huanghe Tower, Guo Mo was in a hurry and stole the "Bodhisattva Man" of the later Tian Dynasty Taizu.

After being taken back by Lao Cheng, he immediately found someone to frame it and hung it in their lobby.

I don’t know whether it was to show off or to be really famous for Guo Mo, so I invited some important officials from the court to visit Cheng’s mansion from time to time.

The "Bodhisattva Man" who was hung in a prominent position is naturally the main topic at every banquet. With the addition of Lao Cheng's energy and fire, Guo Mo has become the "Wenqu Star" of the Song Dynasty.

Unfortunately, apart from this poem "Bodhisattva Man", there is no other poem about Guo Mo being passed down from generation to generation. Gradually, some people have doubts about the origin of "Bodhisattva Man".

For this reason, Zhao Kuo, the official family, was "a jealousy wave". He was the official family, and Guo Mo's biological son, but he didn't even have a pair of magic treasures with his son.

At the dinner on the first day of the Lunar New Year, Zhao Kuo forced Guo Mo to ask for a poem or lyrics that suited him in front of so many people.

What did you say? After you return to Lin'an, you can also make your name clear for him, His Highness, the King of Yan.

Zhao Kuo's proposal was immediately responded to by everyone, especially those who had seen Guo Mo with his own eyes and wrote down the "Bodhisattva Man" in one stroke.

Haji was even more attentive and quickly took the paper and pen, but Guo Mo glared at him fiercely.

"Do you boy have insufficient training? Did you accept a white-eyed wolf apprentice?"

The atmosphere was set off. During the Chinese New Year, Guo Mo didn't want to discourage everyone's interest.

But according to what the officials said, they must be in line with the situation, and they cannot be found in poems before the Song Dynasty - our King of Yan would not be so stupid as to write it by ourselves.

It is natural to become a "Wen Copyright" again.

In Lingqing Pavilion, charcoal fire is like spring; outside Lingqing Pavilion, shattered jade is chaotic.

At some point, light snow actually floated in the sky.

Although this place is "Peach Blossom Island", it is naturally impossible to have peach blossoms that bloom all year round. On the contrary, outside Lingqing Pavilion, Guo Mo planted several red plum trees a few years ago.

Facing the New Year's Storm, the red plums in the courtyard are blooming in a pretty way.

"Hey, at the critical moment, I have to ask for help from the Grand Master of our Heavenly Dynasty--"

"Haji, pour wine for the master—"

After his thoughts were settled, Guo Mo also started to show off his style.

Originally, Zhao Kuo proposed to ask for poetry, but in that case, he knew Guo Mo's entire growth environment and had never read books seriously.

The poem "Bodhisattva Man" may be like the late Lu Fangweng said, "The article is natural, and I can get it by hand."

Occasionally, it won’t happen often, right? It’s still about Guo Mo.

When he saw Guo Mo thinking for a moment and looking into the courtyard for a while, he actually asked his apprentice Haji to pour wine to cheer him up.

Zhao Kuo also became interested, stood up, grabbed the wine pot from Haji, and personally gave Guo Mo a glass.

"Xiao Qi, I want to see, can you really write poems?"

Okay, this official family has become a mountain king tone?

Guo Mo didn't answer, and took the wine glass and drank it all.

On the paved rice paper, "Bu Suanzi·Yongmei" was written-

"The wind and rain send back spring, and the flying snow welcomes spring.

It is already a cliff with ice a hundred feet, and there are still beautiful flowers and branches.

I don’t compete for spring, I only repay the spring.

When the mountains are blooming, she smiles in the bushes."

"this......"

Zhao Kuo stood beside Guo Mo and witnessed his son write this "Bu Suanzi" with his own eyes.

Zhao Kuo is not an ordinary person. He has been an official for so many years and is also a familiar person to read classics. In the environment like the Song Dynasty, writing poetry and lyrics was common.

Naturally, he would not think that this poem "Bu Suanzi" is simply writing about plum blossoms, and he also saw the deep artistic conception behind the plum blossoms.

My son took the Song Dynasty completely on his shoulders. Looking north, the Jin Kingdom, the Western Xia, Mongolia...

Each of them is an enemy that needs to be fought against or even eliminated. Only by destroying them can one return to the old capital and fulfill the unfulfilled wish of Taizu's ancestors back then!

However, the difficulties faced were severe. Even if they were separated by the Great Jin Kingdom, Zhao Kuo could feel it - it was already a cliff with a hundred feet of ice.

But my son always maintained high fighting spirit and saw the spring not far away through the blooming of plum blossoms.

But the end of the next stanza made Zhao Kuo a little confused. Is his son still in the world? Are he still planning to retire after success?

At that time, you are not those heroes who are suspicious of by the monarch, but the real heroes of the generation!

Zhao Kuo couldn't figure it out, but it would not hinder his excitement at this moment.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Haha, our Mo'er is indeed as old Cheng Yu said, poetry is so talented and talented!"

"Don't rob it, dry it and put it in for me. After returning to the palace, frame it and hang it in...Yu Study Room--"

Why do you still pause?

Do you want to hang it in the "Daqing Hall" or the "Wufeng Tower"?

As a "deal", Guo Mo asked the official family for a sword, which was promised in advance to his disciple Haji.

Guo Mo was also lazy to choose from the palace, so he took away the sword the old eunuch carried with him.

"Your Highness, you can't do this! This sword is not real, it's a fake, the fake I copied from Moze's mansion last time-"

The old eunuch was a little anxious, but unfortunately he was unable to snatch it back from Guo Mo. He asked Zhao Kuo, the official next to him for help with a sad face.

"Haha, why are you, an old guy, getting more and more stingy? Didn't you say that you are fake? The fake is worthy of yours?"

Chen Xuanfeng, who was sitting aside, took the sword from Guo Mo.

"Master, what are these two words?"

On the hilt of the sword, there are two seal characters engraved.

"Mo Ye? Could it be the ancient sword Mo Ye?"

Huang Yaoshi also took it over and played with it casually.

"Master Huangdao, the old slave didn't lie, it's really a fake-"

The old eunuch leaned forward tightly, and wanted to reach out to take it back from Huang Yaoshi.

"Oh, fake Gan Jiang, do you have it there? I also have an apprentice who doesn't have weapons yet."

Everyone laughed at the old eunuch's anxious but helpless look.

The "Moye" sword has already reached Haji's hands. He doesn't care whether it is a fake or not, of course he likes it given to him by his master.

"That... Brother Guo, let me ask you about something, are you still missing an apprentice? How about Lao Chen?"

The "Lingqing Pavilion" was chilly, and it became quiet in an instant, and then there was even greater laughter.

...

The sound of reading in "Yuyingtang" and the sound of silence and sabers on the martial arts practice are two completely different worlds.

"East Evil" Huang Yaoshi also began his discipleship plan, and the seventh disciple Jin Yufeng's work and schedule was arranged.

One-to-one teaching is inevitably a bit boring, so Xiao Zhangting is cheaper and joins in as a "schooler".

"Dongxie" has seen Zhang Ting's breakthrough scene with his own eyes, and also saw the enviable youthful sensation between Zhang Ting and Wu Nantian.

This girl may be her disciple's young wife in the future. "Dongxie" did not hide her privately, so she personally taught her a set of "Yu Xiao Sword Technique".

Although Zhang Ting is young, she has an almost paranoid love for swordsmanship. After a few days of learning, she practices well.

The Qingming Festival is coming, and my mother Li Ping once again proposed to go to Niujia Village.

Although she was surrounded by children and grandchildren all day long, she was still thinking about spending time with her husband, not to mention that the Qingming Festival was about to come.
To be continued...
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