Chapter 907 A gentleman has nothing to contend with, and he must also shoot
The imperial examination system of the Ming Dynasty was naturally based on the eight-part essay.
All academies in the world teach the Four Books and Five Classics and impart their meanings.
But Confucian students, the lineage and the Confucian saints, will naturally teach some knowledge advocated by the saints.
The so-called six Confucian arts are etiquette, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and numeracy.
Just like schools in later generations, while keeping everything in line with the college entrance examination, they will also teach students physical education, art, and music.
In fact, it is to cultivate sentiment.
After all, if literati want to be officials in the future, they can't really avoid eating grains and be ignorant of the world, right?
The so-called weak scholars are just people from a small family whose family is in decline and can only rely on reading to turn themselves around.
As for the truly wealthy scholars, they are "farming, reading and inheriting the family". For the sake of family inheritance, it is impossible for them to only study and know nothing else!
Landlords are not that stupid!
Therefore, under normal circumstances, this "shooting ceremony" is promoted in major academies and schools.
Taizu of the Ming Dynasty paid more attention to archery rituals, and held a grand archery ceremony in the third year of Hongwu. He believed that it was wrong for warriors to only bend bows and practice archery while scribes did not understand the art of arcing arrows, so he ordered students from the Imperial Academy and counties to learn archery.
Of course, different places have different standards for shooting rituals.
For example, in the land of Nine Borders in the northwest, because barbarians often go south to herd horses, archery rituals are more popular. In order to survive, many students compete to practice archery. Many people can shoot three-stone bows and hit the target dozens of steps away.
In the inland schools where literary education flourished, the arrow targets were one foot in diameter, so even weak scholars could hit hundreds of targets within a hundred steps.
The archery ceremony at Yuelai Academy was held in the open space behind the school building. Although the diameter of the target was not one foot, it was still two feet eight. It was hung on a large wooden frame and could easily be lifted by two or three people.
Zhao Detian is the son of Zhao Yongzhou, a wealthy family in the county. His cousin is the secretary of the county government office. His family is very wealthy. He is also very rich. He usually walks sideways in the academy. Anyone who goes against him will be ignored by him.
I tried my best to clean it up.
Under normal circumstances, only wealthy young men in the county like Si Feiyu were worthy of his friendship. When had he ever been rejected like this? Or was he an inconspicuous outsider among his classmates?
Feng Zhou didn't even bother to say anything this time and just lowered his head to read.
"Feng, how dare you not give Captain Zhao a good face?" A tall scholar stood up from one side, walked over, and glared at Feng Zhou.
His name is Mi Weiyi, his family is rich, and he is also Zhao Detian's die-hard brother. They often recite poems and write poems together in the brothel to cultivate their sentiments.
"So what?" Feng Zhou raised his head and looked at him with a half-smile.
"You..." Mi Weiyi's face turned red, and he raised his hand to hit someone.
Fang San suddenly appeared from the side and quickly stood up and hugged him.
"Brother Mi, Brother Mi, give me some face. This is my cousin. His parents passed away. He is stimulated and a bit extreme. Don't be the same as him."
After saying that, he put on a look of "hating iron but not steel" and said to Feng Zhou: "Aren't you just going to move the archery target? I'll go with you, okay."
"If you want to go, you can go by yourself. I won't go anyway." Feng Zhou pushed them away directly and returned to his teaching studio.
"Okay, boy, you have the guts." Mi Weiyi laughed angrily. He threatened fiercely: "The last time I disrespected Master like this and went against our study, my legs were broken. I hope you can do it by then.
Like now."
"Haha." Feng Zhou just smiled lightly and didn't care.
Others were surprised when they saw this scene.
You know, it is a great honor to be able to study in Yuelai Academy, so everyone cherishes the opportunity to study here. After all, most of the students are from ordinary families.
Therefore, no one dared to go against the wealthy disciples headed by Zhao Detian. They were rich and powerful, and had good relationships with several concubines. Therefore, few people in Hengxing Academy dared to offend. Previously, these few of them had taken advantage of a student who offended him.
If one's legs are broken, rice is righteous.
"I didn't expect this new guy to have a temper?"
"So what if he has a bad temper? This is called overestimating his own abilities."
"Don't tell me, I heard that he is from the capital."
"So what if he's from the capital? Didn't you hear Fang San say he was an orphan?"
"That's right, I don't even know what I'm capable of, and I dare to offend Mi Weiyi and the team leader."
Some people laughed happily.
Although Feng Zhou has been in the academy for more than ten days, he has not integrated into any circle, so he is naturally rejected by others.
Therefore, when there was a conflict between Feng Zhou and Mi Weiyi and others, no one stood up to speak for him. Fang San saw Feng Zhou's unrepentant look, his face was worried, but he was secretly happy in his heart.
Feng Zhou glanced at him and naturally saw what he was thinking, but how could he take this matter to heart?
After reading all day, in the afternoon, it was the archery ceremony class held by Master Chen.
Under normal circumstances, because students have different family situations and everyone's strength is also different, not everyone can be equipped with a bow and arrow, so archery lessons are not mandatory.
But the students came to Yuelai Academy to take part in the imperial examination and become high-ranking officials in the future. How could they not participate in this social etiquette activity?
But Feng Zhou had been familiar with such activities for eight hundred years and was not interested at all. He packed up and prepared to go home.
Naturally, I have to decorate my newly purchased residence.
At this time, a person suddenly blocked Feng Zhou's path.
"Hey, don't go, brother Feng, why didn't you even participate in the shooting ceremony?" Mi Weiyi said with a smile.
"What does it have to do with you whether I participate or not?" Feng Zhou frowned.
"You haven't been going, haven't you even been able to afford the equipment? If you had told me earlier, I could have paid for it for you." Mi Weiyi said with a sarcastic look on his face.
"Huh?" Feng Zhou's eyes turned cold and he was about to continue.
At this time Zhao Detian came over.
He looked at Feng Zhou coldly and said: "You have been arriving late and leaving early these days, and you have not participated in the lessons taught by father and son. If you miss the archery class again today, don't blame me for telling Master."
"Oh?" Feng Zhou glanced at the two of them.
I don't know what I thought of, but my brows suddenly opened.
"Isn't it just a shooting ceremony class? I'll just take part."
As the only academy in Dingxing County, the backyard of Yuelai Academy is quite spacious and can accommodate many people.
About seventy or eighty steps away, a dozen huge archery targets were lined up.
The speaker is Mr. Chen.
He gave a brief introduction to the shooting ceremony and then explained the precautions for the Mercedes-Benz shooting ceremony.
Most of the students had seen the shooting ceremony from books, and they were quite happy to practice it this time.
Fang San walked up to Feng Zhou and seemed completely unconcerned about Feng Zhou leaving without saying goodbye last night. He introduced to the side: "Master Chen once traveled to the capital's dignitaries, saw the explanations of the great scholars of the time, and also competed with the nobles.
The method is superb, and every shot hits the mark!"
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Feng Zhou and couldn't help but sigh.
"You should be careful. Mi Weiyi has no good intentions in bringing you here to participate in the shooting ceremony. I heard that he is good at archery, so be careful to humiliate you. It is said that the last guy injured by him was at the shooting ceremony.
A conflict occurred.”
Feng Zhou nodded, indicating that he received the kindness.
In fact, he knew in his heart that Fang San was not comforting him, nor was he trying to comfort him, let alone reminding him. In fact, he just wanted to scare people.
Increase Feng Zhou’s fear.
After Mr. Chen finished the introduction, he demonstrated it himself. Sure enough, he shot several arrows in a row and all hit the center of the target. His "skill" was indeed good!
All the students also made loud noises.
Master Chen chuckled and said, "Mi is righteous. Come and demonstrate."
"No!" Mi Weiyi walked out in a row, made good posture, and shot five arrows in one breath. It was like flowing clouds and flowing water, and every arrow hit the target.
Everyone also cheered thunderously.
"Very good! Anyone else want to demonstrate?"
"If not, then follow the original pairing, three people and one target, and practice hard."
When everyone was gearing up, Mi Weiyi suddenly said:
"Master Chen, Confucius said, if a gentleman has nothing to fight for, he will definitely shoot! Before I practice archery, I would like to challenge myself first."
After he finished speaking, he looked at a corner with evil intentions and said:
"Feng, aren't you very good at noon? Do you have the guts to come up and compete with me in archery?"
Everyone looked over in surprise and saw a young man sitting alone in the corner.