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There is a way that the boundless scenery is new, the scenery is beautiful in spring, and people's mood is better. Hongmei's face is extremely ruddy these days, and Feng Xianya asked her, "Hongmei, what are you happy about lately?"

Hongmei's eyes flickered, her face turned red, and she pretended not to care and said, "No, it's just that the weather is warm, so maybe the complexion is fine." ”

Zhang Yun snickered on the side, she could see that Cao Jin had come to the county seat several times to look for Hongmei......

Now that it's March, Xiaofeng should go to the school now, but it's not easy to find a suitable school. Almost all good masters are in the family studies of large families, and Zhang Yun is reluctant to find an ordinary master named Xiaofeng. Xiaofeng is a very smart child, although he does not have the ability to forget, but he is also studious, smart and lovely.

After the guidance of the shopkeeper of the road, Zhang Yun heard that a master named Kong Ji was a man, and he didn't know why he didn't become an official, but taught. He teaches very well, and his students are admitted to Xiucai every year, but Confucius is very strict in selecting students, in addition to being talented, sensitive and studious, he must also meet his eyes. What kind of method is in line with his eyes, no one really can say. Zhang Yun was depressed, if he loves money, then send more bundles, if he loves talents, then he can also look for some ancient books, calligraphy and paintings. It's just that this is asking for the eyes to be closed, is this going to make trouble?

Xiao Feng looked at Zhang Yun all day long: Sister, when will you send me to the school? Zhang Yun looked at his younger brother with a weak heart, and really didn't know how to answer, like when she was a child, she ran fast after school every day, and the mood of school was like going to the grave, and she really didn't understand what Xiao Feng's motivated study heart looked like. Alas, the learning attitude of two people is not in the same galaxy!

Kong Jifuzi's school is in an alley two miles away from Zhang Yun, and the first gatehouse at the mouth of the alley is a tall courtyard, which was donated by the rich gentry in the county. There are three classrooms in the school, and there are 50 places in the large classroom, almost all of whom are Mongolian students under the age of 10; there are 30 places in the middle classroom, which are only seen by teenagers between the ages of 10 and 15, and they have more than enough to learn; there are only a dozen students in the small classroom, ranging in age from 11 or 2 to 20 years old. Confucius often brought students from small classrooms, and there were several other masters, all of whom were Confucius's original students.

Zhang Yun looked up at the huge plaque with red characters on a black background on the gatehouse, and saw that the four big characters were strong, but the end of the pen was round and neat, and he was very impressed in his heart!

"Girl. The porter was an old man in his fifties, dressed in a brown cloth robe, and looked wise. "Is the little girl recruiting people from Wenjin Academy?"

"Uncle, my younger brother wants to come to Wenjin Academy to study. Zhang Yun smiled, "May I ask if Kong Ji Confucius is here?"

Looking for Confucius? The old man stroked his beard and said, "Confucius is not in the school today, so you should come back another day." ”

Zhang Yun's face was anxious, his brother's affairs could not be delayed any longer, and he would not be able to catch up with the first half of the class after a while.

"Uncle, where did Confucius go?" Zhang Yun asked, "My younger brother has reached the age of going to school, and I am afraid that if I delay, I will not be able to catch up with the first half of his studies." ”

"What about your father, how can you let a little girl come forward?" the old man did not answer Zhang Yun's words.

Zhang Yun gave a salute and said, "My father and mother have been dead for several years, my younger brothers and sisters are weak, and I am in charge of everything in the family." ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, seeing that although this little girl's clothes were ordinary, she was clean and tidy, and her eyes were bright, and she saw that she was indeed sensible and capable. He lowered his hand and said, "It's the old man who is speechless." You wait a while, maybe Confucius will be back soon. ”

Zhang Yunxi said: "Thank you, uncle." ”

She carried the basket and stood aside, intending to wait until Confucius returned to the school. Suddenly, there was a "Daddy!" The young man's voice was surprised, and then he hurried over.

Zhang Yun looked up, only to see a twenty-five or sixteen-year-old man in green clothes walking over quickly, bent down respectfully, and said, "Dad, why are you coming to the school again?"

This gift is definitely not for himself, Zhang Yun hurriedly flashed to the side, and then saw the old man said angrily: "Stinky boy, if Lao Tzu doesn't come, do you kid know to go home?" The old man changed his wise side just now, his face was full of anger and anxiety.

"Angry, Dad, isn't the child too busy?" the man said quickly.

"If you don't get angry with me a few times, can I be angry, Daddy?" said the old man. "The famous Confucius, your father can't call you!"

Confucius? He is Confucius?! Zhang Yun's mouth is so long that it can almost stuff an egg!

Isn't Confucius a rigorous and well-known teacher? Isn't he a talented student who teaches every year? Note that he is "every year"! He is still a man! How can he be so young? Zhang Yun originally thought that Confucius would be forty or fifty years old no matter how poor he was, but who would have thought that he would ......

Sighing helplessly, Kong Ji stretched the corners of his clothes, and went home, and when he went home, he was forced by his father and mother to marry his daughter-in-law quickly, he really didn't have such a mind now, and he wanted to meet a ......

"Dad, this is at the entrance of the academy, can you leave some image for your son?" Kong Ji said in a low voice.

Only then did Father Kong remember that this was the entrance of the school, and his son was still the famous Confucius, so he couldn't lose face, so he hurriedly stopped. As soon as he turned his head, he saw that Zhang Yun was still standing on the side. He grabbed his son: "This little girl's younger brother wants to come to the school to study, call ......" He turned his head, "Girl, what is your brother's name?"

"Back to my uncle's words, my brother's name is Zhang Feng: Gong Chang Zhang, the peak of the mountain. Zhang Yun replied respectfully.

"Oh!" Father Kong turned his head, "Look, take this doll as a student." ”

Kong Ji was anxious to get rid of his father's clutches, and hurriedly said: "Okay, I'll take a look!" Dad, you go home first, I still have classes, and I will definitely go home when I'm free." ”

Father Kong let go of Kong Ji stupidly and said, "Forget it, you go and get busy." You kid, how good it is to live at home, you have to live outside. Can you be at home outside?"

"Dad, you go back first. Okay, I'll go back tomorrow when I'm done. Kongi assured. Zhang Yun was expressionless on the side, at first he saw Kong Ji handsome and bookish, but then he felt that under his respectful face, there was always a sly smile.

Father Kong just left.

Kong Ji waited for his father to walk away, and saw Zhang Yun standing on the side with a basket, different from the delicate of ordinary women, and looked like a refreshing heroic spirit, he suddenly felt novel, and asked, "This Miss Zhang?"

Zhang Yun looked at the young Kong "master" in confusion and said, "Exactly." Hearing that Confucius taught well, Zhang Yun hoped that his younger brother could study under Confucius, hoping that he would succeed in his studies. ”

"You bring him to the academy tomorrow for me to see. Kongi said. Daddy agreed, he couldn't be perfunctory. Although Daddy responds casually, he has to be honest in his execution.

Zhang Yun hurriedly said, "Okay, thank you, Master." She handed the basket in her hand to Kong Ji, "Master, this is a snack I made, please taste it." ”

Kong Ji smiled and waved his hand, his face polite.

Zhang Yun stuffed the basket into Kong Ji's arms and said, "Please!" and turned around and left excitedly.

Her strength was a little great, and Kong Ji, who was a scholar, stumbled and held the basket before she could stand firmly. Oh my God, the old man who just walked off the line, why did he come to a sturdy female paper again! Which bastard said: Woman, your name is weak! This is obviously a second shot, okay?!

Kong Ji slandered for a long time, but still carried the basket into the school. Although this Zhang Yun was a little reckless, he had a sense of familiarity, Kong Ji frowned slightly, and then slowly entered the study with "politeness".

Zhang Yun stuffed the basket into Kong Ji's arms, and then left the school quickly. Turning the corner of the street, Zhang Yun smiled slightly, this Kong Ji looks polite on the surface, and looks like a weak scholar, but looking at his attitude towards his father, he said that he was respectful and loyal, but with a hint of humor, he was unwilling to marry a wife and have children at such an age; How to put it, it's just feeling...... Feel...... Yes, it was like wearing a mask! However, Zhang Yun just felt that his actions just now would not arouse Kong Ji's disgust. As it turned out, Zhang Yun did the right thing.

Back at home, Xiao Feng asked anxiously, "Eldest sister, have you gone to the school?"

Zhang Yun nodded with a smile and said, "Go! If we don't go, our Xiaofeng will have to jump in a hurry." Confucius promised to let you go to the school tomorrow, and he would take a test for you. Xiao Feng jumped for joy.

"Don't be too happy, tomorrow you will only be recognized by the master if you behave well, understand?"

Xiao Feng nodded repeatedly.

Li Dou next to him concentrated on practicing kung fu. Zhang Yun walked over and said, "Li Dou, you should also go to the academy." ”

Li Dou shook his head: "Eldest sister, I want to practice martial arts as soon as possible, if I am in the school every day, I will not have enough time to practice." ”

"Could it be that in the future, you want everyone to say: Hey, that hero, I don't even know a word?" Zhang Yun teased.

Li Dou's face turned red, but he still insisted: "Eldest sister, I'm already eleven years old, if I don't work hard, I really can't practice kung fu." He thought for a moment, "I can teach myself at home, I have learned a lot of words with my eldest sister in the past two months." I didn't think about taking the top prize, as long as I could know the words in the book. ”

Zhang Yun saw that he was resolute, so he had to give up the idea of letting Li Dou study, everyone has their own fate, anyway, you don't need a diploma to find a job in this era. Unless you are one in a million literary talents, don't think about being an official. (To be continued.) )