"Ling?" "Zero and seven?" "Hahaha." "I still have 110." "Ding Kailing." "He Shiling."
A burst of laughter rang out in the classroom, "This is contemporary history." "Hahaha." "The teacher is talking about historical figures."
"Teacher, your name doesn't just cover modern Chinese history, world history, and ancient Chinese history."
"Oh. I see." "Zhang Ailing." "Ding Ling." "That's a litterateur, a writer. What does it have to do with history?" "Modern and modern history also has something to do with culture, okay?" "Song Qingling."
"Song Meiling." "The three sisters of the Song family have come out." "I've talked about modern history, okay." "Now we want to talk about ancient history."
There was another discussion in the classroom. In the discussion, someone said, "Fang Xuanling."
"Okay, let's talk about Fang Xuanling." Tan Xiling wrote the last word on the blackboard.
"Fang Xuanling? The prime minister of the Tang Dynasty." "He seems to be very afraid of his wife." "Is it him who is jealous?" "It's him who is jealous, right?" "Hahaha, it's his wife you're talking about.
Jealousy." "Oh!"
"You are familiar with this person, why don't you say a few words?" Tang Ji touched Ling Chuyang, "Take the opportunity to refresh your sense of presence."
"No." Ling Chuyang responded and leaned against the wall. It was time for others to leave some opportunities and he would be willing to help others. "How about you get up and talk about it?"
"I'll forget it." Tang Ji smiled, "Let's leave it to other people. I know they've all said it."
"Are there any classmates in our class with ling in their names?" Tan Xiling listened to the discussion in the classroom and asked with a smile, "Except Ling Chu and Ling Chuyang who have just spoken."
"Yes." "Ling Chu." "Ling Chuyang." "The teacher said there are others except the two of them."
"Yi Lingfei." "Yi Lingfei has been transferred, okay."
There was booing again in the classroom.
"He Shiling." I don't know who shouted, and the classroom suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked to the left front of the classroom.
"Okay, He Shiling? Who is it?" Tan Xiling looked around the classroom and moved her gaze to the right of Ling Chu, in front of Geng Xinyu, the girl who was writing furiously. Most of the class had passed, and it was time to arrive.
He Shiling stopped and looked at Ling Chu, but she saw a group of people looking here. She looked up and saw Teacher Tan on the podium also looking here.
"Introducing Fang Xuanling." Ling Chu covered his head with a textbook and reminded in a low voice.
"I'm asking who He Shiling is? I want to introduce anecdotes about Fang Xuanling's life." Geng Xinyu moved closer to the front and reminded in a low voice. It is estimated that Xiao Lingzi has free time to arrange her time again.
"I'm He Shiling." He Shiling put down the pen in his hand, closed the book he was writing on, stood up, and responded unhurriedly, "Fang Xuanling, a famous prime minister in the Tang Dynasty. Born in a family of officials, he was very young.
Because he was promoted to Jinshi at the age of eighteen, he took refuge with Li Shimin in the late Sui Dynasty. Du Ruhui, who promoted virtuous and talented people and was ranked as prime minister, was one of the talents he recommended. He later participated in the planning of the Xuanwu Gate Incident and was praised by Li Shimin as a "strategist."
, for the achievement of establishing the state of the country, he was promoted to the title of Duke of Xing."
"Well, that's right. The language is very concise and the introduction is very comprehensive." Tan Xiling walked down the podium with a smile and came to Ling Chu's seat. No wonder she is so popular and has a strong generalization ability. "Continue."
The classroom was very quiet, and He Shiling's voice rang again in the classroom.
"In terms of political achievements, he attached great importance to the cleanliness of officials, worked hard to simplify administration, was proficient in formulating political orders, simplified laws and regulations, and eliminated torture. He served the country sincerely, knew officials well, had lenient laws, and appointed people based on their merits, regardless of the lowly. Therefore, he was
The people praised him as a "good prime minister". After that, he worked hard day and night and became ill from overwork, but he still worried about the country and the people. He died at the age of seventy. His portrait is enshrined in the "Lingyan Pavilion" and is worthy of being enshrined in the Ancestral Temple."
"Okay, very good." Tan Xiling smiled, looked at He Shiling, and was surprised to find that the classroom was very quiet at this moment, not as noisy as before. It was because everyone did not learn the history well in the first year of high school, and was not satisfied with Mr. Fang.
Do you know too much, or do you have too much prestige, so you won’t interrupt? I remembered yesterday’s list, or maybe the power of shock is too great, “I have all the major events in my life, what else is left?”
"No more." He Shiling smiled.
"No more?" "It's over?" "Where's the story?"
"Yes, no more." He Shiling looked at the history teacher in front of her, then at the classmates who were talking quietly, and was about to sit down.
"After introducing the official history, what about his anecdotes?" Tan Xiling's voice overcame the low murmurs.
"Yes, yes, haven't you told the anecdote yet?" "Monitor, please tell me another story."
Is this going to let her sing a one-man show by herself? Can she say she doesn’t know? When He Shiling heard the history teacher’s questioning, he couldn’t help but lower his head and smile, and then said, “I’m not very good at telling stories, so let other students supplement it.
Bar."
Before Tan Xiling and her classmates could react, He Shiling quickly looked around the classroom and looked in the direction of the back door of the classroom, "Ling Chuyang."
Ling Chuyang was leaning against the wall, listening to her narration, the discussions of her classmates, and the history teacher's repeated questions. Suddenly her name was called, and she habitually answered "Yes" before standing up and talking.
Come to the gaze of a group of people in the classroom.
Then I realized that I seemed to have answered wrongly. I wanted to sit down, but I heard my name again.
"Ling Chuyang." He Shiling smiled and looked at the person who was standing up and about to sit down.
Ling Chuyang was stunned for a moment, followed the sound, and found that it was her who was calling him. She was looking here, with a bright smile on her face, and against the clear blue sky outside the window, she had a vague illusion.
In that smile, I heard her clear and unhurried voice, "Anecdotes are your strong point. This 'jealousy' story, or there are other stories, please tell me
Already."
"Okay." Ling Chuyang responded hurriedly. This was to remind him that besides the 'jealousy' thing that everyone knows, he could also talk about other things. Ling Chuyang was a little stunned for a moment and looked at her with a smile.
He turned around, sat down, and seemed to be writing again.
"Didn't you say that opportunities are left to others?" Tang Ji glanced at Ling Chuyang who stood up, "Now the scenery is on full display."
"This is not what I want to say." Ling Chuyang cleared his throat and whispered.
"Yeah, a drop of water's kindness should be repaid by a spring." Tang Ji nodded, "We have benefited a lot, and it's time for you to repay us. This stop has refreshed your sense of existence."
"Okay, Ling Chuyang, let's talk about it." Tan Xiling glanced at He Shiling who was writing with her head down, and then looked at Ling Chuyang. Is she planning her own time, or is she giving full play to her classmates' strengths? Success
Curiosity about her was aroused.
No matter what, there will be plenty of time in the future to understand it slowly.