Zhizhitang. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Standing in front of the thatched hut, Zhang Liantang folded his fan to block the sunlight and looked at the hanging wooden plank, and read these three words.

Zhang Shuangtong had already stroked his palms and smiled: "Wonderful, Xue Qing, you haven't entered school yet, you have your own study house, it's really the first thing before the soldiers and horses have moved the grain and grass." ”

Zhang Liantang wanted to say something, but he felt that there was a sound on the side, and someone pulled the corner of his clothes, and he couldn't help but take a step back and look down, and a wrinkled old face broke into sight.

What is it... Stuff?

The old face smiled at the young man, waved his other hand in front of him, and said, "... This young master, do you want to buy books?"

Buying a book?

Zhang Liantang saw that there was a broken mat in front of the old man, and there were four or five worn-out books on it....The book sellers, this is where the Fuxue Palace is located, and there is social science, most of the books on the street are selling books, pens and ink, and there are stalls in the shops, nothing unusual.

"Do you have any strange books that we want to buy?" Zhang Shuangtong said.

Xue Qing had already gone to open the door of the grass hut, looked back, and saw Mr. Si Brown squeezing his eyebrows and smiling, put his hand into the dirty and torn robe, and said in a low voice: "... Is it unusual? Of course there is... Rare Spring Boudoir... Young master, do you want to take a look..."

Zhang Liantang shook his head and smiled, and waved his hand to Zhang Shuangtong, who was quite eager to try: "What can be good, why don't you go to your grandfather's study to rummage through and maybe there are treasures....Come and take a look at Young Master Xue Qing's school." ”

When it comes to this kind of Fengyue scroll, it is still the most reliable collection of the elders in the family, so Zhang Shuangtong no longer paid attention to it and followed Zhang Liantang into the cottage.

"Babble.. You're not bad here..."

“… Tables, chairs and benches are complete... It's the same as in social studies..."

“.. Get me a seat... I'm going to come here to teach myself..."

“… Well, forget the seat, it's more suitable for a bed... Without the noise of my classmate's family, it's a fairyland..."

Zhang Shuangtong's voice came from the grass hut, and Mr. Si Brown, who was squatting outside, pouted.

"That's my school," he muttered, grabbing the grass on the ground and glaring, "how did it become hers... The dove occupies the magpie's nest..."

Zhang Liantang closed the window, blocking the peep of the old man squatting outside the door.

“… You can learn on your own even in the mountains. He turned to Xue Qing, who was already sitting at the table, and said, "There are people coming and going under this mountain. ”

Xue Qing said: "Only in this way can we hone our minds and not be disturbed by external objects." ”

Zhang Liantang tapped the folding fan on his forehead, nodded and said, "Don't say this kind of thing to me." ”

Don't you believe it? Xue Qing pursed his lips and smiled, and sure enough, he didn't speak again.

Zhang Shuangtong said later: "I think this is good, I will say this to my grandfather when I go back....."

People are different, they say the same things, and the meaning and effect are not the same, Xue Qing smiled and didn't speak, and began to write.

Zhang Liantang said: "Are you serving tea to drive away guests? We started reading and writing while we were still here, so naturally we can't disturb you." ”

Xue Qing kept writing and said, "No, I can use two things..."

Zhang Shuangtong laughed, and Zhang Liantang knocked her head with a fan again, and said, "People don't need to get up, just send half of your heart." ”

After saying that, the two walked out, Xue Qing really didn't send each other, this was noon, and it was not yet time for school to end, Zhang Shuangtong looked at the gate of the social school, and then looked back at the thatched hut hidden behind the store.

"It's beautiful to sleep in the mountains in the afternoon..... why didn't I think of the idea of building a school by myself...," he said, "I must go and tell my grandfather about this." ”

Zhang Liantang said: "It's useless for you to talk about it, it's better to expect Xue Qing to win the champion, he has his own school and can win the champion, and the students in the entire Chang'an City can have their own school." ”

Champion... How is that possible....Zhang Shuangtong smiled, and said: "I can't understand this Xue Qing, why do you think he did this?

Zhang Liantang smiled, others don't know this Xue Qing, but from the first time I saw him to the Keju field, this kid seemed to do things casually, but he pointed out everything.

"Either he didn't plan to pass the county exam. He closed the folding fan in his hand and patted it, "Either it, or something else." ”

Zhang Shuangtong was puzzled and said, "What arrangement?"

Zhang Liantang smiled and said, "Then I'm not an immortal who can't guess... Maybe it's another famous teacher?"

Zhang Shuangtong laughed and said, "What other division in our Chang'an City has changed its name to Mr. Qingxia?" I think you are right, this kid has no intention of studying for the imperial examination at all. ”

Zhang Liantang said: "Don't care about others, even if we can't be Jinshi, Xiucai, Tongsheng has to live no matter what... Otherwise, the grandfather will beat someone. ”

Tong Sheng is going to pass the county and government exams, and the two of them plan to leave next year.

Zhang Shuangtong nodded and said, "Yes, my grandfather is now strong and strong, and he has the strength to beat people." ”

The two brothers entered the gate of the social school with a smile, and the sound of tuk tuk knocking sounded, and the students who had to study diligently in the bitter summer should not slack off.

Xue Qing in the Zhizhi Hall recited in a loud voice, and at the end of the volume, he looked at the door and said, "Sir, I'm done reciting." ”

Mr. Si Brown squatted at the door with a displeased face and said, "Sir... I didn't even know that I was a gentleman, and I wouldn't be able to enter this Zhizhi Hall in the future? I had to stand outside the door when I gave you a lecture? Who's a gentleman is like a thief. ”

Xue Qing said: "Sir, don't care about these details....I'm not being regarded as a crazy fool... What we want is not now, when we become famous in the future, who will underestimate us?... Am I right?"

Mr. Si Brown snorted and said, "Anyway, what you always say is reasonable....The third paragraph is wrong. ”

Xue Qing said: "The truth is not transferred by people, I am not justified because I said....The third paragraph is not wrong, right?

Mr. Si Brown glared, grabbed the branch that was used as a ring ruler at his feet....However, this is not indoors, the door is far away from Xue Qing, Xue Qing smiled, but the next moment, the branch that Mr. Si Brown grabbed swished in front of him and knocked on her head.

It wasn't the short branch from before, but a long branch with leaves clearly just broken off.

Mr. Four Brown's smug smile sounded in front of the thatched house.

".....I'm a sir, what is a sir, I know it before....to deal with a student like you, you have to be ready for everything....quickly recite it ten times..."

"Sir, it's so easy to catch me wrong, don't be so exaggerated...."

"....It's easy to exaggerate, of course... Don't make excuses, if you're wrong, you'll have to recite it... Ten times, no less..."

The summer in Chang'an City is so noisy and quiet, the Dragon Boat Festival has passed, and the days have returned to plain and trivial, Guo Huaichun's little son-in-law entered social studies, and made a bet with Mr. Qingxia that he would not study by himself before passing the county exam, but it caused a little excitement among the students.

Xue Qing's life is the same as before, but in addition to the heavy homework and more intense and busy, there are some social changes, walking in the social science will always meet classmates, especially the Keju Club and the ones I have seen in the Jielu Club, I always have to talk a few words when I meet him, and Zhang Bao, as a classmate, also has to socialize a little...... After eating a piece of sugar cake made by his sister, Xue Qing also gave him a piece of steamed cake made by Xue's mother.

Zhang Shuangtong would often touch her Zhizhitang and sleep with a book covering her face.

In addition to Zhang Shuangtong, there are also more students who know Xue Qing's Zhizhitang, which is like discovering a secret base of Xanadu with no parents and no husband, Zheng Minghui and others called friends and came every now and then, until Xue Qing set up a request for Zhizhitang to either not speak or move, or to read and write together.

Most of the teenagers are here to have fun, so it's boring to not talk and can't move, as for reading, it's better to read in social studies, so many people don't come, but for Zhang Shuangtong, this has no effect, he came here to sleep without talking, and occasionally woke up and looked at Xue Qing, who was reading seriously, and then he also pulled a book to take a look, and felt more and more that it was wonderful to have his own school, and finally couldn't help but mention it to his family, but of course he was scolded.

"So it's very close to the kid of the Guo family?" asked Mrs. Zhang, a set of five poultry plays ended, and she was sweating profusely in the summer.

The old man of the Zhang family, who was serving on the side, hurriedly handed over the towel, and the old lady Zhang took it and wiped it.

Zhang Liantang and Zhang Shuangtong have always had a good relationship with the children of the Guo family, but the child of the Guo family at this time is Xue Qing.

The old man of the Zhang family responded yes.

Old lady Zhang smiled and said, "It's okay to have fun with Keju, that kid's racing song is really good... It's not like stupid and talentless. ”

The old man of the Zhang family responded again, and said: "Some people speculate that it was copied....but there is no evidence yet, but there is no more poetry so far." ”

Old lady Zhang sighed, "I don't know about other people's children, I still know my own children, and the one who can make Liantang Shuangtong look at it shouldn't be a busy person...."For the first time, I was a little interested in this child, "Call Liantang, I'll ask." ”

The little guy took the order, and after a while, he still came back alone.

"Young Master Liantang and Young Master Shuangtong have gone to Guo's house. He said, "Say what kind of martial arts duel is going on today, and you have to be a witness." ”

What kind of martial arts duel, Mrs. Zhang and Mr. Zhang glanced at each other, shook their heads and smiled, young people, these are big things.