Lin Rushi liked Zhang Yang very much, and he didn't care that he interrupted his speech without permission, so he smiled and said: "Zhang Yang Tongsheng just came, you can't learn from them." Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info but I've already said it, so it will be the same person. If you answer correctly, you don't have to take this class. ”

Who knew that hearing Confucianism Lin say this, Pan An, Song Yu and others were all clamoring to answer this question. I want to go out and have fun at this time.

Zhang Yang didn't have to be polite to this group of teasers, and said with a smile: "It's time to answer." I was the first to grab the right to answer the question, so naturally I was the first to answer. If the answer is not right, it will be your turn to grab it again. ”

"Okay, I'm second, if you can't answer, I'll come." Song Yu said.

"Ni Mei, I'm the second." Pan An also shouted.

"Haha, you're both two, so there's no need to fight. But I'm not going to give you a chance to answer the question. ”

Zhang Yang glanced at the two of them before saying:

"The meaning of the son who does not study and the machine is cut off is that when he was studying in the academy, Mencius often skipped class. One day, Mencius listened in the academy and fled home. Meng's mother happened to be weaving, and Meng's mother, who had said Mencius many times, didn't say a word at this time, so she broke the shuttle and machine that weaved the cloth, which meant that the cloth that was about to be woven was completely destroyed, and the hard work of countless nights was in vain. ”

"Mencius was a good boy, of course he was very filial to his mother, so he knelt down to his mother, why did you do this? Meng's mother told him that reading and studying is not a matter of one or two days, just like when I weave cloth, I must start from a thread, and first a small section can be woven into a piece of cloth, and only when the cloth is woven into a horse can it be useful, can it be used to make clothes, and can it be made into sheets. ”

"This is also the case when you study, you can't concentrate on perseverance, like you give up halfway, how can you become a talent? Mencius was educated by his mother, and from then on, he devoted himself to learning. ”

After Zhang Yang finished speaking, before Lin Rushi could speak, Wu Yong spoke. He exclaimed, "Okay." I want to learn from Mengfuzi. ”

Lin Rushi thought that this kid was finally Confucian, so he asked, "Where do you want to learn from Master Meng?" ”

Wu Yong actually said something that shocked everyone: "Learn from him to skip school." ”

Lin Rushi was angry again: "Why don't you learn well, do you want to be beaten with a ruler?" ”

Wu Yong laughed and said: "Okay, I can't learn, I don't have a mother like Meng's mother." ”

Lin Rushi shook his head and said, "Wu Yong, it's useless, you are really rotten wood and can't be carved." ”

Because there was such a beautiful kite outside, everyone's mind was not on the class.

Zhang Yang wanted to buy rune paper, while the others wanted to go out and fly kites. Seeing a kite in the sky is like seeing a person flying a kite. I guessed that the person flying the kite must be as beautiful as the fairy painted on the kite.

Pan An, whose eyes had never left the kite, let out a light "huh", and everyone looked out together, only to see that the kite was in a situation high in the sky. It seemed to be unsteady in the air, and began to swing, and the more it swung, the more uncontrollable it became, and suddenly it fell down and landed on a tall willow tree outside the wall.

"Alas, it's a tragedy."

And all the people sighed, sighing for the kite flyer.

At this time, a female voice came from outside the wall, and the voice was very anxious, it seemed that the owner of the kite was complaining because of the kite, and after a while, it seemed to be directing someone to find a way to take off the kite.

I could hear that this woman's voice was very sweet, just like a yellow warbler coming out of the valley. Let the Confucian students who listen to the lecture be more excited.

"You stay here, I'll move the rescuers." The nice female voice said.

"Yes, miss." Another female voice replied, "Listening to the tone of a slave."

Even Confucianist Lin stopped lecturing within the wall, and everyone was guessing where the sweet-voiced young lady would go to move the rescuers, but at the gate of the courtyard, a green shadow flashed, and a beautiful woman walked in.

When all the Confucian students saw this beauty, they were all stunned by this woman's appearance. Of course, it is a rare stunning beauty in the world, and what is even more amazing is that this beauty is simply the kite fairy who is alive and alive, and it is also an emerald green dress, Ji Gao, and the ribbons are fluttering. It seems that this kite must have been made in the same way as she looked.

Under the gaze of everyone, the beautiful woman approached this way.

When she saw dozens of pairs of eyes looking at her, she couldn't help but blush and bow her head. Walked over gently, lightly opened his lips, and a beautiful voice floated out like fairy music: "Uncle Lin, my kite is hanging on the tree, can you help me take it off?" ”

The beauty asked Lin Rushi to help, but before Lin Rushi answered, the group of Confucian students who had been waiting for a long time rushed out and ran outside the courtyard to help the beauty get a kite.

Also strange. Wu Yong, who first mentioned that he wanted to fly a kite and said My Fair Lady, a gentleman, did not move, and when he saw that everyone was going out, he fell asleep on the desk.

Song Yu, Pan An, and this Wu Yong, the three of them are all different, maybe they will be of some use to themselves in the future. Zhang Yang was thinking alone.

Lin Rushi accompanied the beauty to walk out, Zhang Yang followed behind, and was about to step forward and say to Lin Rushi that he had answered the question, was he free to do his own thing. But a beautiful woman came, and he didn't plan to leave for the time being.

Bursts of girlish incense swept into Zhang Yang's nose, making his little heart flutter. This big-eyed beauty is no more than fourteen years old at most, she has just given birth, her clothes are firm on her chest, and when she walks, her slender waist and round pretty butt twist and swing in front of Zhang Yang's eyes.

"Uncle Lin, these senior brothers are really enthusiastic, when I came in and said it, they all helped." The beauty pursed her lips and smiled......

Lin Rushi was noncommittal, he couldn't say that these were all the beautiful talents who helped Selang when he saw you, but just asked, "Wanying, Master Song hasn't gone home yet?" ”

"Yes, Daddy wants to investigate Uncle Tang's case, and he's been very busy these days." The beauty replied.

Zhang Yang knew that this beautiful girl was the daughter of Master Song, and Lin Rushi called her Wanying, it seems that her name should be Song Wanying, what a good name. Zhang Yang remembered it in his heart.

When Zhang Yang walked out with the two, he saw that the people who came first not only did not take off the kites, but some of them were lying under the tree and screaming, it seemed that they had fallen from the tree.

Some people suffered, and no one dared to try again. Song Yu went to find a long bamboo pole, but it was still not that long, and Pan An borrowed a slingshot from somewhere and wanted to bounce the kite down with a stone......

Of course, these methods are not allowed by Song Wanying, because that will damage the kite, so it is better not to get it.

When many Confucian scholars and gentlemen had nothing to do, Zhang Yang ran up. These Confucian scholars have no solution to these problems, but they are his forte. There is no need for any free walk, just rely on his own proud fitness skills.

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