"Here you can add a sentence: "Master's attempt to save the disadvantages of ritual and music is not to stop ritual and music, but also to guide the customs back to the way of the ancestors." This will guide "from the advanced" to "the way of the sage. In this way, this
The idea of this article was immediately raised..."
In the Sheng Family School, Wei Chen was sitting behind a large eucalyptus table, commenting on the recent articles written by Sheng Changfeng and Qi Heng.
Zhuang Jun was feeling unwell today. After seeing the old lady, he rested in the guest room in the west wing. The daily teaching tasks of the private school naturally fell on Wei Chen, a closed disciple.
Primary school teachers substitute for teachers. Similar things have happened more than once in the past two years, and it is common for students in the Shengjia School.
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After all, in the family school, the only person who really needs to be taught by Zhuang Jun himself is Sheng Changbai. The others are Sheng Changfeng, Qi Heng, and the three sisters of the Sheng family. It is more than enough for Wei Chen to do it for the teacher.
However, this time there is still something different. After all, Wei Chen has not been home to teach students in school for more than half a year.
In the more than half a year since he returned to Jiangning for Qiuwei in June last year until the end of the examination, Wei Chen only visited Sheng Hong once at his home before the examination. As for the school, he never returned. We haven’t seen each other for a long time, and the students all miss this young gentleman who is so knowledgeable and his lectures are lively and interesting.
Before Wei Chen left, he was just a scholar. Even though he was a scholar who won three yuan in a row, he was still a scholar after all.
But now when he comes back, Wei Chen already has a shiny golden title on his head.
Having the dignified Xinke Huiyuan personally guide the article, is this a treatment that many scholars in the world dream of but never get?
But for Sheng Changfeng and Qi Heng, this is just their daily life studying at the Sheng Family School.
The two of them listened intently while looking at Wei Chen intently, their eyes full of admiration. When Wei Chen said something, they wrote it down in their notebooks and nodded repeatedly to show that they had been taught.
Of course, there are also those who are not attentive.
While Wei Chen was instructing Sheng Changfeng and Qi Heng on the podium, Ru Lan quietly took out the freshly cut jujube cake from under the desk in the morning, stuffed a piece into her mouth first, then put her hands against the side of the table and sent it behind her.
One piece.
However, the plump and white little hand was blocked by another white and tender little hand.
Ru Lan looked at the intact jujube paste cake in her hand, frowned slightly, leaned back quietly and leaned on the desk behind her, then turned her face slightly and whispered: "Xiao Nizi, what are you doing?
You don’t want to eat anything delicious? I had it freshly cooked in the small kitchen this morning, and it’s still steaming!”
“I don’t want to eat~~”
Minglan whispered as softly as a mosquito from behind: "Grandma said that when you grow up, you won't eat the way you did when you were a child. You will become too fat and your clothes won't look good..."
Rulan was slightly startled, took out her two little fat claws, put them in front of her and gestured twice, then withdrew her hands somewhat sarcastically, and said angrily: "I don't know who it was last time, but I caught him secretly
There is a roasted bird in the courtyard of Shouantang, and your mouth is full of oil! Just wait, and I will tell Mr. Zhuang later that you use the copybook he gave you to roast the bird!"
A flash of panic flashed across Minglan's face, and she tugged at the corner of Rulan's clothes and begged pitifully: "Fifth sister, please spare me. If Mr. Zhuang finds out, he will definitely punish me again."
Books, how long have my hands been free..."
"Are you scared now?" Ru Lan snorted proudly and gave the jujube paste cake to her again: "Eat it quickly, or if you don't eat it, I will tell Mr. Zhuang about the bad things you did."
"Oh~~"
Minglan took the jujube cake with a sad face, smelled the sweet and greasy aroma, and swallowed unconsciously, with a very troubled expression.
Ru Lan quickly glanced back and said speechlessly: "Isn't it just a piece of jujube cake? Why are you bothering with it? Can you gain two kilograms of meat by eating it?"
"I..., I'm afraid Mr. Little will see him. He punishes people even more harshly than Mr. Zhuang!"
"You are afraid of him, but I am not!"
Hearing Minglan mention Wei Chen, Rulan suddenly became angry and gritted her teeth and said: "The wolf-hearted thing obviously lives in Bianjing City, but he doesn't know to come back to see us. It's a pity that we have to go through all the trouble to make something for him."
My eyes are red!
After a while I went up, and without asking any questions about scriptures, I asked him how much a pair of waist protectors, a pair of knee protectors, a braided bamboo basket pen holder, and a red bean, yam and glutinous rice cake were worth in total? I
Let’s see if he understands it!”
"Fifth sister, you'd better stop asking. Maybe they didn't take a fancy to those things in the first place, so they just threw them aside and forgot about them."
Minglan's voice sounded muffled: "I heard from my second brother that before the examination, the oiran from Fanlou sent eight pairs of gloves to the young gentleman. They were all made of fine goods made of satin velvet, and other things.
Knee pads, ear pads, short-haired soft boots, etc., are all given in sets, filling the room. The courtesans in Fanlou are all very clever, so what does our clumsy craftsmanship mean?"
"Yeah, maybe he didn't care at all..."
After hearing Minglan's words, Rulan's expression suddenly froze, and then she turned back sadly, silently burying her face in her arms.
At this moment, the sound of rain pattering outside the window, the rustling sound of writing in the lecture hall, and the rustling sounds of other people were all automatically blocked by Rulan. Only Wei Chen's melodious and clear voice like a bell could be heard.
From a distance, it seemed to be using a certain Cheng article to give examples to Sheng Changfeng and Qi Heng.
"At first glance, the purpose of this article is clear, but the text has no strangeness or color of explanation. However, its scale is far-reaching. It is an educational article and advocates the style of practical learning. You should also keep pragmatism in mind when doing your studies.
Two words..."
She didn’t know how long she listened, but Ru Lan felt like she was about to fall asleep. Suddenly she felt someone behind her poking her with a finger: "Fifth sister, fifth sister, wake up quickly!"
Then there was a crisp sound, as if something fell on the table.
Ru Lan was startled and raised her head blankly, only to see the young man in front of her smiling, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, one hand behind his back, and the other holding a ruler, which he placed nonchalantly on his desk. The wind ruffled the edges of his clothes.
The hem, standing in the wind, looks like a picture of a lotus emerging from the dust.
"Little sir."
Feeling the eyes of all the people around her, Ru Lan's pretty face turned red and she lowered her head, not sure whether it was from embarrassment or heat.
Wei Chen turned his head and looked at Ru Lan. Today she was wearing a very simple light yellow skirt and a somewhat thin spring shirt. There was also a white begonia embroidered on the neckline. The flowers were very vividly embroidered.
, swaying gracefully with the swing of the body.
Rulan's cheeks were blushing again, and the dull joy and shame were intertwined in her heart. Her hands were twisted into a ball in different patterns, and she was obviously a little nervous. She didn't know whether to let him continue to look like this, or to scold him out loud.
Dengtuzi.
"Taking a nap in class."
Unexpectedly, Wei Chen made a scene as soon as he opened his mouth and sighed secretly: "Fifth sister, you are making it difficult for me to do this. Do you think I should make you stand or copy books?"
Rulan's pretty face turned dark instantly, she took a deep breath and told herself: "I am a lady, I need to be gentle and elegant. There is no need to worry about this wooden lump whose mind is full of classics and meanings..." p>