Red Mansion Jia Lan: Do you want to run away tonight to visit your relatives? Chapter 29: Jia Lan's Qi Fang Tang Jing The mountain chief asked the boy when he saw the guests
Chapter 29: Jia Lan's Qi Fang Tang Jing The mountain chief asked the boy when he saw the guests
After settling the horses, Jia Lan and Qin Zhong walked to the academy.
Now that Qin Zhong has passed the academy examination and is a serious scholar, he naturally does not need Jia Lan to help him enter the academy and can just sign up and pay the tuition.
Although Diecui Academy is famous, it has never been full of students. Scholars like this are the most popular in any academy and can enter without taking any exams.
After passing the college examination, many people will try to squeeze into a better academy, because it means that they have the possibility of high school in the provincial examination, and no matter how bad they are, they can still find a future by relying on the interpersonal relationships there.
Diecui Academy is an outlier. Firstly, its style of study is different from other places. Secondly, its location is somewhat remote, far away from Shenjing.
Thirdly, the harvests in the past few years since I ascended the throne have not been very good. Natural disasters have continued in various places. The price of rice in Shenjing City is 20% more expensive than during the Jiayou period. The livelihood of poor people has also been greatly affected.
It is difficult to continue studying.
You must know that in this era, everything from lamp oil and fire wax to the Four Treasures of the Study, the Four Books and the Five Classics all cost a lot of money.
Of course, several academies in Shenjing City are not included in this list, such as Jintai Academy, Dou Academy, Chongwen Academy, etc. No matter what the year, students go to apply in droves.
"Hey? Isn't this our young husband? I heard that he was seriously ill, but I don't know whether it is true or not."
Just as Jia Lan stepped through the front door of the academy and entered the front yard, a sour voice sounded out of thin air, immediately attracting the attention of the people around him.
A scribe came out in groups of three or five. Jia Lan saw that this man had a proud face, noble clothes, and eagle eyes. He was vaguely hostile to him, but he didn't know who this man was because he had never seen him before. Jia Lan, who was straightforward, directly held up his hands and asked: "I wonder which gentleman my old friend studied under? Is there any famous teacher?"
This question made the other party's momentum suddenly suffocate. The man's eyes trembled for a while, and the folding fan in his hand was waving chaotically. I thought that Jia Lan was a famous person, and he would have to exchange greetings before meeting. The result was as expected, and he was
I was caught off guard.
In fact, you can't blame Jia Lan. He replied to you in a polite manner. If the masters of the new literature movement in later generations would have said only: "Who are you?!"
Seeing this, the crowd around them chuckled.
After a moment, the man replied with a grimace and a stutter: "I haven't entered school yet."
Jia Lan said "Oh" for the rest of his life and said calmly: "It turns out to be my little friend."
The man's face suddenly turned red, and the laughter around him became louder.
During the imperial examinations of the Xia Dynasty, children who passed the college examinations became students, also known as scholars. After that, they could study in government schools and county schools, which was called entering schools. However, the academies in Shenjing were too strong, which led to people applying for the exams one after another.
It’s just an academy.
If he has not entered school, then he is just an ordinary child.
At this time, people with high status in the society called students old friends and children students called children. If children did not go to school, they would still be called children when they were eighty years old.
The man felt that he could not continue like this and lose his prestige in vain, so he raised his hands and announced his name: "Fang Tangjing in Xiahejian! I have admired it for a long time!"
"Disrespectful! Farewell, farewell!"
This guy turned out to be Fang Tangjing, who was drunk and causing trouble, but he didn't know why this person came to his academy? Jia Lan was a little puzzled.
Nowadays, Jia Lan's senses are sharp. This Fang Tang Jing is full of malice towards him. It seems that he is an enemy rather than a friend. Naturally, there is no need to say anything. He apologizes and walks away, leaving Fang Tang Jing, who is red-faced and embarrassed, to stay where he is.
He stared at himself with gritted teeth.
People he met along the way looked sideways, said hello to those he knew, and nodded with a smile to those he didn't know. If Jia Lan had cared a little about other people's eyes before, he would have felt uncomfortable.
But now he has long adapted to the rhythm of this era, and after practicing the "Beidou Sutra", he has become more and more calm.
The overall structure of Diecui Academy is a set of four courtyards. There are study rooms on both sides between the main gate and the second gate. Behind the second gate is the lecture hall. Beyond the lecture hall are the Dacheng Hall, the library, and the hot spring where the mountain director works.
Xuan.
After the announcement, the boy led Jia Lan into the inner hall of the house and saw a dignified old man sitting in the middle. It was Li Xuan, the headmaster of the academy who was in his seventies.
On the other side, there was also a person sitting in the guest seat on the left. This person Jia Lan had never seen before, but he had a majestic appearance, piercing eyes, and a grace that was comparable to that of Li Xuanzhu. Jia Lan couldn't help but want to look at him more even if he was rude.
A few glances.
In the middle of the main hall hangs a majestic landscape painting, inscribed with Xunzi's famous saying: "Therefore, if you don't accumulate steps, you can't reach a thousand miles; if you don't accumulate small streams, you can't build a river."
There is a couplet hanging on both sides, which reads, "Respect the virtuous with wine; build up the accumulation into a mausoleum."
The furnishings in the house are very orderly, neat, symmetrical, and orderly, which can be said to be the ingenuity of a single person. Everything is meticulously arranged, and everything is affectionate.
Maybe it was because he opened his mind after visiting relatives, or maybe it was because he broadened his spirituality after practicing the "Beidou Sutra". Jia Lan felt moved when he saw it, and felt that he was in a different world. With emotion, he put his hands together, with his left hand in front, and said respectfully
He lowered his head, bent his upper body slightly forward in a salute, and said: "Sir!"
Li Xuan's slightly cloudy eyes suddenly became clear when he saw Jia Lan. He carefully observed Jia Lan's every word and move, looked up and down, and then said: "I originally thought that you would feel better after passing the college examination."
I was slacking off and found an excuse not to come back. I didn’t expect that you would have another chance. Seeing you today is like seeing someone after three days apart.”
Jia Lan was slightly shocked when he heard this, took a deep breath and replied loudly: "You must be diligent in your work. You should work hard every day, and students will not dare to slack off!"
Li Xuanzhu nodded: "I received a letter from your grandfather a few days ago. The letter already explained the cause of the matter. Are you really well now?"
"Back to the mountain, the student is indeed well."
Jia Lan responded to the mountain chief's question, and then mentioned that his family had given him a house, and hoped that the mountain chief would approve him to stay out and study every day.
Li Xuanzhu did not express any objection, but said: "Tomorrow is the academy's monthly exam. If your grades fail, you must be prepared to be admitted to the top school."
"Students understand!" Jia Lan replied solemnly.
"Well, if that's the case, then the fake will be sold and you can go on your own."
Jia Lan resigned, and once again there was only one host and one guest left in the hall. The guests were just silent from beginning to end.
After a while, Li Xuan asked: "Ru Jing, from your perspective, how does this child look like?"
"Although he is not as good as the crown prince, he has a graceful bearing, broad and pure eyes. If he can be guided well, he will become a pillar of the country one day, and he will be a capable minister in times of rescue!"
The guest's words were plausible, and Li Xuanzhu couldn't help but nod after hearing this, with a somewhat nostalgic look: "I originally thought that he came from a family of Zhongmingdingshi. He was young and expected to be incapable of enduring hardship. He quit after a few days of lingering.
I didn’t expect that he studied hard day and night and made progress at such a speed that I couldn’t even comprehend it. Moreover, this boy often has fantastic and thought-provoking ideas. If it weren’t for his immature writing skills, I would even doubt whether there is anyone in this world who is born with knowledge..." The guest said nothing, just smiled.
After a while, Li Xuanzhu let out a long sigh and said leisurely: "It's a pity that he is from the Jia family, and the involvement is too great..."
"Xuan Gong is like this. You can't keep yesterday's wrongs. If you keep them, the roots will grow up again, and the worldly emotions will eventually become tired of rational interests. Today's wrongs can't be held on. If you stick to them, the dregs will not be transformed, and rational interests will turn into desires.
The root causes endless harm. This is why Wang Jinggong has the theory of 'three deficiencies'."
Li Xuanzhu gently stroked his long beard and smiled: "So, I wonder if Rujing would be willing to share my worries and take care of this son?"
"Since Mr. Xuan has given such an entrustment, how dare Rujing disobey?"