Chapter 81: The Competition
Jun Huang glanced at Taishi and sighed, this old thing is really extraordinary!
Master also asked them what they wanted to do when they grew up, and after knowing that she wanted to go to various places to play tricks and perform puppets for the children, Master smiled and said, "May you give those children laughter and give them unforgettable childhood memories." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½β
After knowing the ideals of the senior brother, the master pondered for a moment and instructed: "When killing corrupt officials, we must find out, we can't let go of a bad person, and we can't kill a good person by mistake, so at that time, we must kill again after the evidence is conclusive, in addition, be careful of the people in the government, don't let them be caught, it's best to wear a mask every time, even if you do a good thing, beware of being seen in your face......"
is also a preacher and practitioner, why is there such a big difference between the master and this pedantic master?
Also uncomfortable is the Taishi, who has no love on his face at the moment.
Taishi took a deep breath and asked Sima Ze, "Then what do you want to do when you grow up?" β
Sima Ze stood up straight and replied meticulously: "Naturally, it is for the people wholeheartedly, and it doesn't matter what you do, but everything you do must be beneficial to the society and the people of the Great Jin Dynasty." Whether it is galloping on the battlefield in the future or living in the temple, it is necessary to focus on the overall situation. β
Jun Huang pondered in his heart, Sima Ze's words were high-sounding, but what he said was equivalent to not saying it!
But the Taishi smiled with satisfaction, stroked a goatee in his hand, and the life just now was gone, replaced by a satisfied smile.
Then the Taishi pointed out again: "Listen to it, learn something for me, so that in the future, the performers and thieves will be embarrassed to see their current classmates." Hmph, I don't know how my brain grows, and all of them have no ambitions. β
Jun Huang gritted his teeth with hatred, and muttered in his heart: This Sima Ze always speaks in this tone, the text is crepe, and she is sour, and the performer in this old man's mouth should be her.
The senior brother originally felt that he was very proud of his dream of being a hero, but he was said to be a thief by this old man, and he gritted his teeth angrily at the moment.
The two looked at each other and smiled, Junhuang stood up and said, "Master, I have a little doubt and want to ask for advice?" β
Nowadays, very few students ask questions from Taishi, most people are ashamed to ask questions, and many gentlemen get angry because of their students' questions.
And now it is rare for this Taishi to see Junhuang take the initiative to learn, and at this moment he is a little relieved, so he asked, "You say." β
Jun Huang grinned and said, "Taishi, how long has it been here, aren't you tired of talking?" Don't you need to rest for a while? β
Taishi's face sank, and he said angrily: "Nonsense, striking while the iron is hot is the most important, it is better to let you play than to let you endorse it well." β
Jun Huang pretended to be surprised and said: "Master, when Master taught us to study, we all learned for an hour and played for half an hour. If you think that the apprentices you teach without rest are better than us, you can let me compare them with your apprentices, and you can come up with any test questions to see which of my students and your students writes better essays. If it's good for me, you can let us learn for an hour and play for half an hour. β
Taishi sneered, "It's really arrogant!" β
Jun Huang smiled, "Don't dare, don't dare!" β
Although she said that she didn't dare, her face was full of smug smiles, and she didn't dare at all.
"I think you dare!"
Taishi felt the need to teach Junhuang a lesson, so he called his protΓ©gΓ© Sima Ze to compare with this arrogant Junhuang.
Taishi's test question is very simple, it is autumn ascending to the heights.
With a stroke of Junhuang's pen, a splendid article was released.
This kind of test question is nothing more than writing a scene to express feelings, and it is really difficult to defeat Junhuang, who is both civil and military, and talented and talented.
Autumn Ascending Fu.
The clouds are fainting, and the dense rain is beginning to stop. Yu took friends and walked in Autumn Mountain, winding paths and paths. The wind is dancing, the strange stones are steep, the mountain streams and waterfalls, and the flowing water; Zhu Pavilion on the top of the mountain, Danying carved truss, painting carved beams. Looking down, the clouds and mist are shrouded, and the smoke of the cooking is out of sight.
Yu touched the scene and thought, and his friends were sad, but he didn't know why Yu was crying, so he asked angrily: "Why are you crying?" Yu smiled and said: "Autumn is lonely, the geese return to the south, people do not return, and thousands of trees wither, so they are sad." β
Wood grows in the north, spring comes to the branches, and the summer shade, the color of lushness, is extremely temporary. As for the autumn equinox, the leaves fall and lonely, the state of zero, if you are separated from the arms, the front is depressed and the latter declines, it seems to be the same as the sassy people, so the chanting of the budding, every more sad. The autumn of the Dunan Mansion, although the thousand yellow and especially the green, the longitudinal and cold are still vibrant, the grass and trees are withered and not thanked, the osmanthus is not young, the lush and green, the pine has a heart and hangs the arch, and the cypress has no intention to cover it.
The green mountains are proud, and the green water is heroic. sighed and thought about it, but did not feel hungry, so he felt nostalgic and left. After the meal, board the car and go north, cross the field, Linjiang Zhu, watch the reeds on the side of the Tu are dense, and drag in the wind; Looking at the gulls and herons in the water, they are fishing leisurely, treading the waves and chasing food. Clams hide in the mud, and turtles lurk on shallow reefs. The day is getting cooler, seeing the migratory birds migrating south, Jiang Hongbei swallow twenty-eight, feeling the birds and the scenery, sighing and hating here.
Can't sleep at night, give the negative hand to watch the moon, the courtyard is like stagnant water and empty, the vast moon, and to be reckless. Then I think of the infinity of the universe, the deceased is like Sifu, and everything is endless. Thinking about this, the osmanthus withered and reopened the next year, and people could not be disappointed for a long time.
I want to laugh after writing Junhuang, this kind of disease-free moaning article is the most likable, especially this kind of antique, I must like this kind of article very much, every word is beautiful, and the content is positive.
However, writing this kind of article, Jun Huang's teeth are about to sour, she doesn't feel that there is anything sad in autumn, there are ripe fruits to eat in autumn, everyone can harvest food, there are chrysanthemums and hosta flowers blooming, why do you have to be sad in autumn?
But Junhuang, who has read poetry and books, knows that this kind of scene writing must follow this routine, write the scene first, and then lyrical, and write as frustrated as he can write.
Sima Ze's article was also written, Jun Huang leaned over to read it, and the Taishi was angry and took Jun Huang's article and Sima Ze's together.
The more I looked at the Taishi's face, the darker it became, and after a long time, the Taishi held back a sentence, "Is this what you wrote or your master wrote?" He really didn't believe that this kind of splendid writing could be written by a person like Junhuang who was unmotivated, unambitious, and waiting for death, maybe her master had written a similar Autumn Ascending Fu before, and then this Junhuang memorized the Autumn Ascending Fu. Even if this is really written by Junhuang, this Junhuang is also talented and virtuous!
What's more, this Junhuang should only be a twelve-year-old child, how can he write such a wonderful and well-known gift?
Jun Huang raised her eyebrows, this Taishi also looks down on people too much, this article is naturally her original, Master's article is indeed well written, but she usually only reads it a few times and won't memorize it.
Junhuang snorted, and then fell silent.