"Silang, Shilang!" Master's voice drew Zhuge Yuan's attention from the dragonflies flying by outside the window to his calm and confident face.
"I'm distracted again!" The master looked like he hated the iron. "Silang, from my perspective, wisdom and alertness are not the highest priority, but diligence, humility and restraint are the highest priority!"
"Yes, Master taught me that." Zhuge Yuan bowed to him solemnly.
Seeing that Zhuge Yuan looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, the master sighed and walked up to him, looked at the half-grown boy up and down and asked: "Silang, you live in such a hazy way every day, have you ever thought about your future achievements?"
What business?"
"Yes! Be a great hero!"
"Are you reading the story books again? Where are they hidden? Let me find them all and burn them! Why aren't you so active in reading serious books?"
After searching angrily to no avail, the Master said helplessly to Zhuge Yuan again: "If you want to be a great hero, you can't just be distracted in the optical hall. If you want to be a great hero, you must have great abilities. If not, you at least have to do it."
Do you have a reputation?"
"Look where you are right now? You still want to be a hero like this? Throw you out, I'm afraid I won't be able to support myself!"
Just as Zhuge Yuan was about to defend something, a palm-sized book slipped out of his sleeve. "Okay! Let me catch you now!"
Seeing the Master rolling up his sleeves and walking toward him, Zhuge Yuan was so frightened that he jerked his body and woke up immediately.
Looking at the beams above his head, and then looking around at the living quarters that could barely accommodate a bed, Zhuge Yuan realized that he no longer had to go to school.
But as soon as he felt a little bit lucky, a strong feeling of longing suddenly surged into his heart. He missed his master and the others.
"Bang bang bang!" There was a knock on the door, "Hurry up! We have a big job today! Get up quickly!"
"Here it comes! Here it comes!" The people sleeping on the left and right sides of Zhuge Yuan got up one after another, dressed and washed indiscriminately.
"Hey~" Zhuge Yuan sat up, a little melancholy, and started the day's work together.
When the sun had just risen, Zhuge Yuan struggled to carry some books and walked outside the house. When he got outside, he spread out the old books one by one on the bluestone, using the scorching sun above his head to drive away the mold and insects.
egg.
After drying the book in his hand, Zhuge Yuan stood up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, picked up the water hyacinth at his waist, unscrewed the stopper, and drank.
After he was satisfied, he looked at the books on the ground in the courtyard in front of him. These books were old and new, but their contents were all kinds of things.
However, they are not allowed to read the content of the book in the hall. According to the seniors, they are not qualified to read it. Reading too many miscellaneous books at this age will make them confused.
But Zhuge Yuan doesn't read, and now he is confused. He has been coming to Ming Lun Hall for a while, and he does some chores every day. Not only has he not learned any skills, but he has also become unfamiliar with what he learned from the Master. This is different from
I had different thoughts when I came out of the village.
Thinking back to the dream just now, Zhuge Yuan's eyes couldn't help but become firm, "This won't work. If this continues, when will I be able to fulfill what I promised Master when I left the village?"
Since they don't teach, then I can find a way to learn by myself. If there is really no other way, then simply leave the Pinglun Hall. The sky is high and the sea is vast, and I can find a way to go there myself. Anyway, I can't keep doing this anymore.
"Hey, what are you doing? Stop fishing." A fat boy with a mole on the left corner of his mouth asked, putting down the book in his hand.
Zhuge Yuan turned his head and looked at this friend whom he met because they lived together. After thinking for a while, he asked: "Longke, doesn't it mean that the people in Lundang are very capable?"
"Yes, you are very capable. I even saw someone flying in the sky during the heavy snowfall last year!"
"Then when will they start teaching us?"
"Teach what?"
"Teaching skills, the ability to fly as you mentioned, or teaching questions."
Tang Longke couldn't help but reached out and touched Zhuge Yuan's forehead, "Boy, are you not burned out? Why are you talking nonsense? Why do they want to teach us?"
"Huh?" Zhuge Yuan was stunned when he heard this. "Why can't we teach? Aren't we also disciples of Minglun Hall?"
"Brother, we are not disciples of Minglun Hall. When did you hear that we are disciples of Minglun Hall? We are handymen and handymen of Minglun Hall!"
"Yes, I know we are handymen from Minglun Hall, but shouldn't the handymen also be disciples of Minglun Hall? Shouldn't they also be taught?"
"Have you ever seen any school that also teaches odd jobs?"
"I teach in my wife's school. Isn't it the right thing to teach without distinction in teaching?"
Tang Longke looked at the young man in front of him helplessly. This guy had a good heart, but he seemed to be a savage who came out of the mountains and didn't understand anything about the world.
"Boy, they are scholars, we are servants, and people are divided into three, six, and nine grades. We come to Minglun Hall just to serve them. Do you understand now?"
Zhuge Yuan held his chin and thought about it seriously, then shook his head, "I don't understand, we are all human beings, why should we be divided into three, six or nine levels? Even if there is an extra head, it should be the same."
"Hey, you just don't understand. I'm going to get on with my work."
At this moment, a group of people wearing fine silk came out of the house with sad faces. Zhuge Yuan found that the old man whom he had just met once at Minglun Hall was talking to them.
As Zhuge Yuan approached, their voices gradually came over.
"Brother Shui, the harvest in the south has been bad recently. The price of this paper has increased so much. It is unreasonable to charge it at this price."
"Yes, yes, at this price, let alone white paper, I'm afraid I can't even buy white jute paper."
"Everyone, the rules are the rules. If you don't want to donate paper, don't sell the books, and you can find other places in the hall."
"Hey, it's not easy to be a Confucian businessman."
By the time Zhuge Yuan stood still, these people had already left with sighs, and the old man turned around and prepared to enter the house.
"Senior!" Zhuge Yuan quickly stepped forward and saluted the old man.
However, the other party seemed not to see it and turned around silently to prepare to go in.
Zhuge Yuan quickly walked a few steps and stood in front of him, "Senior, may I ask when can this disciple go to the inner academy?"
The old man finally spoke in a low tone. "What kind of clothes are you wearing now?"
Zhuge Yuan lowered his head and looked at the brown clothes on his body, "Head boy."
"Since you are a handyman, then you should be a handyman honestly. This is the rule."
Zhuge Yuan couldn't help but take a step forward, "But Senior Brother Yuting said before that I can enter---"
The old man with anger in his eyes interrupted him, "So what if he said it? I won't do it if I say no! It's because of you, those idiots who wait for these people to have relationships! The Ming Lun Hall has become like this now! The disciples of the Ming Lun Hall
?Are you worthy?"
"Get away!" After saying that, the old man stepped on his feet, and his thin body slammed towards Zhuge Yuan like a giant bell.
Seeing that he was about to collide, Zhuge Yuan made a seal with his right hand, his body instantly became a lot faster, and he avoided the opponent with an afterimage.
The old man stopped, turned around and looked at Zhuge Yuan in surprise. "Who gave you this move?"
"Some tricks taught by my friends in school." Zhuge Yuan stood still and saluted him again.
"Not bad, talented."
Upon hearing this, Zhuge Yuan's eyes were about to light up when the other person's next words immediately followed.
"But rules are rules! What if you have talent? What if you know a few tricks? Since you are a handyman now, then do the chores for me honestly!"