14. Moxiang Academy

Chapter 14: Moxiang Academy

Eighty years have passed since the ups and downs of Moxiang Academy, and since the expansion of the original primary school, there are more than 700 houses, in addition to classrooms, library cabinets, dining halls, etc., as well as residences for gentlemen, subordinates, and students who are far away from home.

The ink here is full of fragrance, there have been many big officials, and almost all the families in Mingzhou are willing to let their children study here.

Shen Laibao, who hadn't carried a small schoolbag to school for a long time, straddled the small cloth bag containing books on his shoulders in the morning, and he was so tender in the mirror.

In addition to feeling inconvenient due to the short hands and feet that should be at this age, he is quite satisfied with Shen Laibao's appearance.

Shen Laibao looks very much like Daddy Shen, but Daddy Shen is a handsome man, and he forced himself to become a fat man, and he ate all his handsome facial features into one. When Mrs. Shen said that he was like Daddy Shen, he still felt that she was deeply in love.

Now that I think about it, it's like it.

In the first life, the appearance is not discounted, and Shen Laibao is quite pleased.

If you really want to take over business in the future, then eating and drinking will definitely be indispensable, so you must exercise more planned.

The carriage of the Shen family was already waiting at the door, and it was lively early in the morning, and the Hua family next door also heard the movement. Hua Ling, who was eating, looked up because of the long chirp of the horse, she likes horses, wants to ride horses, and wants to have a foal of her own, so she is always a little more sensitive to horses. She would hear the horse bark, and her heart would itch again.

I don't know if he remembers Brother Bao's promise to leave her a foal last time......

Seeing the excitement next door, Liao sent someone to see what was going on. After going for a while, he came back and said, "I heard that the young master of the Shen family is going to study in the academy, and the old lady Shen led everyone to burn incense and worship the Buddha early in the morning. ”

"It's just to study, as for ......" Liao shook his head and called his daughter to eat quickly. She thought of her two sons, and sighed, "Your father is also ruthless, look at the family next door, he is studying locally, your father has to send your two brothers to a foreign academy, and the flowers there are not as fragrant as this." ”

Hua Ling also missed her brother, "Didn't Daddy say it, there are too many people who know us, and the gentlemen in the academy also take care of the brothers everywhere, and they are afraid that the brothers will become lazy, so they are sent to a place that no one recognizes." ”

"That's also ruthless, you can only go home once during the New Year's holidays, eh, how long is it until the Dragon Boat Festival, I remember that the academy is on holiday."

"Mother, there are still two months."

Two months, sixty days, Liao couldn't help but complain about her husband again. She touched her young daughter's head, and in late July, her daughter should also go to the academy, maybe the family will send her daughter to other places, so where can she be willing. She secretly made a decision to leave her daughter in the local area, and she must not be allowed to go outside alone, he is reluctant, she is reluctant to be a mother.

Shen Laibao was taken by Mrs. Shen to the ancestor to worship three times, kowtowed to incense, and tossed for a long time before sending him to the carriage, and told him a thousand times, "You have to study hard, respect the teacher, don't make trouble with your classmates, if you suffer any grievances, come back and tell your grandmother!" ”

Master Shen said, "Mother, what can I do if I tell you, Treasure, come back and tell my father." ”

Old Lady Shen glared, "Tell me I cut that turtle grandson!" ”

Shen Laibao was choked and coughed twice, the old lady was really powerful and domineering, but she was just ...... He's going to school, not a hooligan.

He finally got into the car, and Mrs. Shen took his hand again, her eyes full of worry, and she was about to cry again. Shen Laibao's heart softened, "I won't cause trouble, listen to the class well, study hard, you can go back...... Mother. ”

Mrs. Shen, who has always been worried about her son and has never been appeased in the middle of a sentence, was shocked, her nose was counted, and she slowly let go, "Hmm." ”

Shen Laibao breathed a sigh of relief and sat in the carriage, this Shen family still has a "disease", he has to think about how to be a good doctor.

The curtains of the car moved with the wind, halfway up. The plaque on the door of the flower house came into view, and from top to bottom, I saw the flower bell looking out.

The little girl stood in front of the gate about a foot high, with two playful balls on her head and a floral skirt, looking more like a bright spring flower. He leaned over the opposite window and waved at her.

Hua Ling immediately showed her face and waved at him.

The carriage was not fast, but the gate of the Hua family was only one zhang wide, and it passed in a blink of an eye. Shen Laibao sat back in his seat, still holding a kettle in his arms. Horse-drawn carriages passed by, and the sound of horses' hooves clattered on the ground. He looked up and saw that there were a few carriages he recognized, but they were not the bears in the alley.

There are still a hundred zhang away from the gate of the academy, and they have already entered the academy. The phoenix is not a sycamore, and most of the academies will plant sycamores in order to seek auspicious meanings, and the Moxiang Academy is not exempt from vulgarity. On both sides of the avenue leading to the gate, there are neat plane trees, and when you enter the academy, you will be full of bamboo, all kinds of varieties, all as lush and tall as towering trees. The body of the bamboo is already dark green, and the old bamboo has died, and the young bamboo shoots have become bamboos again, and they are endless.

The Shen family's carriage was stopped after entering the gate, so as not to disturb the students. Shen Laibao got out of the car, and a gentleman-like person stepped forward and said, "The next surname is Fang, it's Mr. Academy, this is the young master of the Shen family, right?" ”

The accompanying housekeeper said, "Yes, it's our young master." ”

"Then give him to me, and I will take him from this day forward."

"I'm tired of Mr. Fang."

Mr. Fang nodded lightly and motioned for Shen Laibao to follow. Before the young master of the Shen family came, he had "admired" his name for a long time, and he thought he looked stupid, but now it seems that he has handsome facial features, bright eyes, and a person with a strategic chest, not like a fool at all. As he walked, he asked, "What books did you read at home?" ”

Shen Laibao, who had only studied one, two, three, replied truthfully, "I haven't read one yet." ”

"Oh...... What would be written? ”

Shen Laibao, who had only written one, two, three, replied honestly again, "One, two, three." ”

Unexpectedly, it still gave Mr. Fang a headache, "Then you should work hard to read and write in the future." ”

Shen Laibao is ten years old this year, and children generally study at the age of six, and those in wealthier families invite Mr. to teach at home at the age of three or four, so don't say simple words, even if you write two pairs of poems that are not very neat, there are many people.

The students taught by Mr. Fang were full, and Shen Laibao was not short, so he placed him last.

In the morning, I learned abacus and Chinese studies, and Shen Laibao could understand it, but he just couldn't write. Fortunately, there was no blackboard at this time, and the gentleman just said the key points and asked them to memorize and circle by themselves, instead of writing.

Shen Laibao can only spell memory, and the top priority is really to recognize words.

At lunchtime, he went to the dining hall with others. When I went in, I saw a dog tied under the loquat tree outside the door, and I remembered that I wanted to have a dog. When he saw that there was no one to feed him, he left the bones and fed them to the dogs when he went out.

After eating, he returned to class, and before he could reach his desk, he saw that the kettle placed on the table had been overturned, and the tea in it had spilled all over the table, and even the books were wet.

Although the kettle was made of bamboo, it was tightly sealed, and it took a lot of effort for him to pull out the stopper.

The academy shared lunch together, but the tea was brought, so Mrs. Shen prepared this for him. I didn't expect it to be knocked over on the table, and the water was still trickling down the table.

He glanced around, and as soon as his gaze swept over, several people smiled contemptuously at him, looking defiant.

He calmed down, it was important to save the book first, and now there is no evidence, and if he asks for no reason, the other party will frame himself instead.

Whoever made his long-term image a fool is afraid that he will think that he has nothing to do.

It's also strange that a fool is not a madman, but the two seem to be defined as one word.

Shen Laibao stepped forward to take the books in the water pool, walked straight outside, and paused slightly when he passed in front of those people. Because they were sitting, his eyelids drooped, and he took them under his eyes.

When one saw him like this, he laughed even more happily, thinking that he was going to make trouble. Whoever thinks of it just glances at it, and he's gone. When he recalled Fang Cai's eyes, he always felt insulted, and his face suddenly sank, "What did that fool mean just now?" ”

The bystander said, "I'm stupid." ”

The man thought about it, it didn't seem right, but he couldn't be glaring at himself. But the fool didn't dare to provoke himself, it was true. He glanced at the door, "Mr. Fang is also stupid, he is not afraid of insulting his reputation by accepting such a person, and he is not afraid that he will not be taught well." ”

Shen Laibao didn't hear these words, and he didn't want to hear them. You can rest for half an hour in the afternoon, and now there is still half the time. He walked to the sunny place with the book in his arms and put it on a bench in the garden to dry.

The book is paper, baptized by water, and the inside is all stained together, and there is a danger of being torn with a slight flick. He frowned and let go, waiting for it to dry a little more and then pagination, but the whole book would definitely be wrinkled by then.

"The person who wets your book is called Chai Qi, I saw it."

Lang Lang's female voice came, Shen Laibao turned his head to look, and saw that it was an eleven or twelve-year-old girl. She has a delicate appearance and a determined and arrogant gaze. Without waiting for him to ask, she walked up to him and said, "I sat in front of you, and after lunch, they came back, and saw them drenched your books." ”

There is justice everywhere in life. Shen Laibao secretly sighed, "Thank you." ”

She nodded, and finally said, "My name is Qin Qin." ”

Shen Laibao thanked him again, thinking that many of his classmates were there when he came back just now, but after the incident, everyone's eyes shrank, as if they were afraid of the young man named Chai Qi. Seeing that Qin Qin actually came to sue him, he was surprised and asked, "Why are you suing me?" ”

Qin Qin looked at him with his hand and replied word by word, "Because, you saved me before." ”

He has always been stunned by Shen Laibao's pit, this stupid boy is still a hero to save the beauty, it's rare!

"When, I...... Forgot. ”

"A year ago." Qin Qin said, "At that time, my mother was sick, and I helped sell the baked cakes, and you passed by there and bought all my baked cakes, so that I could afford to hire a doctor to save my mother." ”

Shen Laibao: "......"

He knew he shouldn't have any hope for that silly boy!

Eighty percent of the baked cakes are what he wants to eat.