On the second day, Dr. Guo Yi of Guozijian had a stomach that was almost better, and he came to Chongwen Pavilion early in the morning to order something. But I saw that only half of the thirty-two students who were supposed to attend class that day had arrived. So the old man's face sank, and he asked, "Why are so many people empty?" Where are they gone? ”

The assistant teacher next to him hurriedly replied: "There are some new students this year, I guess I don't know the rules, and I'm still sleeping." ”

"Still sleeping?" Guo Yi was immediately annoyed when he heard this, and his snow-white beard curled up and scolded: "The ancients tasted gall and smelled the chickens and danced!" Now these young people are holding the quilt and sleeping until three poles in the sun, and they still don't get up! Outrageous! It's not like words! ”

The teaching assistant thought for a while and said, "Then the lower official sent someone to call out?" ”

"Go quickly!" Guo Yi flicked his long sleeves and looked frosty.

The teaching assistant hurriedly went out, called a few officials to the front, and ordered: "A few of you hurry to the West Courtyard and invite those new masters who came in yesterday here, and say that Master Guo is angry!" ”

"Yes, yes......" The officials promised to go to invite these nobles. How can someone else use it like this? These few people who didn't come are all children of the family, and the lowest status is also the son of General Sanpin Weilie, and the rest are either the sons of the Guogong family or the sons of the Hou Ye's family, or they are the sons of Xu Feng, the first celebrity in charge of the defense and security of the city of Shangjing, which one is easy to mess with?

However, this is indeed the deliberate action of these civil and military assistants - the civil and military generals are not in line with each other dynasties, the civil officials scold the military generals for the courage of the horseman, and the military generals scold the civil officials for being sour and rotten talents, why is there a good story in history that will make peace? It's because there are too few things where Wenchen generals can sit with harmony! Finally, there was such a play, and it was praised by people as a good story.

Gossip aside, but said that a few small officials trotted to the courtyard of the west courtyard for students to live, and then dispersed, knocking on the door of each room.

Rong Zhao had already inspected the life here before entering the Guozijian, and under normal circumstances, those who could enter the Great Qi Dynasty to study here had a background, so although the clothing, food, housing and transportation of these students with a background here were not as good as their respective homes, they were also quite comfortable: the dormitory was a suite, with a small hall inside the bedroom and an outside, and a personal servant who could make a floor in the small hall to facilitate serving at night. There are also desks, bookcases and cloakrooms in the bedroom, all of which are boxwood furniture, not too luxurious, but compared to ordinary people, it is already considered a paradise.

Rong Zhao doesn't like to be served by someone when he sleeps at night (I won't say the specific reason), so his small outer hall is not inhabited, and the scholar Qingya who followed was sent to a special residence for the entourage, which is said to be a chase shop, which is exactly what Rong Zhao wanted. And Rong Sheng is responsible for Rong Zhao's safety, who wraps a blanket in a corner under the eaves of the porch outside the door every night, and protects Rong Zhao's blood spots in the bedroom one mile and one away, always protecting Rong Gongzi's safety. This is also the careful arrangement of Lord Rui - there are not many people, but one blood spot is worth ten people's spirits, and one Rongsheng is worth five people to fight.

So before the little official approached Rong Zhao's door, he was stopped by Sheng Qiong first, Uncle Sheng stretched his thick arms, swept his cold eyes, and asked in a muffled voice: "What's the matter?" An ice cube face frightened the little official back a few steps, why is this person so fierce?!

In the house, the blood spots behind Rong Zhao opened their eyes vigilantly, but Rong Gongzi pulled the quilt on his body and blindfolded his ears and continued to sleep.

"Mrs. Guo called the little one to urge the son to go to class." The little official didn't dare to offend the master in front of him, so he hurriedly arched his hand.

Sheng Qiong originally wanted to send this little official away with a sentence 'My son-in-law is still sleeping', but he thought about it again, Rong Zhao came to Guozijian to study, and on the first day, he asked Taifu to send someone to urge, which was not very good, so he thought of an excuse and said: "My son-in-law read a book last night and saw the third watch, presumably he is still sleeping, you go back and tell Taifu that my son-in-law will come in a while." ”

"Oh, yes, yes." The little official didn't dare to say more, so he hurriedly agreed twice and turned to leave.

Sheng Qiong walked to the door and knocked lightly, shouting, "Childe, it's already hour, get up." ”

Rong Zhao turned around inside, hugged the quilt and continued to sleep.

"Childe, get up, Taifu sent someone to urge."

“…… Get lost. Lao Tzu wants to sleep. Rong Zhao muttered.

"Childe! What do you say? Sheng Qiong didn't hear clearly, and continued to knock on the door.

"Wow!" The blood spot shouted twice at the door in dissatisfaction.

"Bloody! Tell Childe to get up! Taifu is going to be angry......" Sheng Qiong heard the dog barking, and the knock on the door was louder.

"Ahh ”

Sheng Qiong outside the door was startled, and hurriedly withdrew the hand that knocked on the door, thinking that this is still wrong?

It happened that Wei Cheng, the prince of the south of the town next door, walked over with a long sword covered in sweat, and when he turned around, he saw Sheng Qiong looking like a wolf, and said with a smile: "Why, your family has not gotten up yet?" ”

Sheng Qiong suddenly couldn't raise his head in shame - he was also the prince of the Hou Mansion, look at the people Wei Gongzi got up early in the morning before dawn to practice martial arts, and he only came back at this time, people don't go to class because they practice martial arts, what about their own son? It's because I drank and chatted with a few fox friends last night, and I played too late! At this time, he is still screaming at himself! How embarrassing?!

"It's okay, last night's drinking order, Rong Gongzi lost a few times and drank a little too much, I'm afraid that I haven't woken up from a hangover at this time, don't call it, I'll go over and talk to Taifu later, just give him a leave." After Wei Cheng finished speaking, he pushed open his door and went in to change his clothes.

Sheng Qiong also felt that there was no fun, if Wei Gongzi could help take a vacation, it would be best if the provincial Taifu would come to Rong Zhao tomorrow to settle accounts, so he was about to bow his hand to Wei Cheng's door to thank him, when he heard the door behind him pull open from the inside, accompanied by Rong Zhao's lazy laughter and scolding: "Why are you bastard only calling Ben Gongzi to get up now?" Let Ben Gongzi miss the time of class, you say, how should I punish you for this?! ”

Sheng Qiong was suddenly dumbfounded, and there were 10,000 words in his stomach to refute but he didn't dare to speak.

Rong Zhao glanced at him with disgust, yawned and walked out, and gave a cool order: "Take this child's book and follow quickly." ”

"Yes." Sheng Qiong hurriedly agreed, ran in, put away the few books on the bookcase, hugged them in his arms, and hurriedly followed Rong Zhao. At this time, the atmosphere in Chongwen Pavilion can be said to be quite tense. Guo Yi sat behind the lectern with a cold face, a pair of old eyes glanced at the students below with dissatisfaction, talking about how the ancient and modern sages sage, how to study, how to work hard, how to motivate themselves, and there were already four sons and brothers who were called from the bed, one by one, poking their heads there to listen to the training.

Rong Zhao interrupted Guo Yi's words as soon as he stepped in, Guo Yi frowned, and asked angrily, "Which one are you?" Register your name. ”

"Oh, sir's way of naming is very novel." Rong Zhao bowed to Guo Yi with a smile, and said loudly: "Student Jingxi Houfu Rong Zhao has seen Mr., good morning, sir." ”

"Humph! Jingxi Houfu? is another gentleman who doesn't know what the sages are. Guo Yi said coldly.

"Sir, that's a mistake." Rong Zhao immediately straightened his waist and retorted, "Mr. didn't test me, how do you know that I don't know why the sages are?" As a master, Mr. is worthy of being a teacher of scholars all over the world, but why doesn't he distinguish between black and white and right from wrong, and treats a junior who has never met before. The so-called teacher preaches, teaches karma, and solves doubts. Could it be that the teachers in the Chongwen Pavilion of the Great Qi Guozi Jian directly classified people indiscriminately? ”

"You!" Guo Yi lived to be more than sixty years old today, and was on an errand in Guozijian at the beginning of the founding of the Great Qi Dynasty, and has seen a lot of unscrupulous people in the past few decades, but no one has ever dared to question himself in front of so many students, and he also moved out the words of the sage to suppress himself, and for a time Guo Fuzi was so angry that his face was red, his tongue was straight, and he couldn't say a word.

Rong Zhao quietly glanced at a few of the brothers who were punished around, and seeing that everyone was snickering with joy on their faces, Xu Jian also secretly gave him a thumbs up, so he smiled proudly, and waved his hand at Guo Yi, and said loudly: "The student is shallow, and I also ask Mrs. Guo for advice." ”

"Rong Zhao! You're so presumptuous! A seven or eight-year-old child in the student seat suddenly stood up, pointed at Rong Zhao and scolded loudly, "Don't apologize to Taifu yet!" ”

"Drink! Whose child is this, he is very courageous. Rong Zhao chuckled.

"This son is the son of Su Wangfu, and he is the eldest grandson of the emperor of today's saint! Do you dare to be wild in front of this son?! You know this is contempt for the Emperor's grace! King Su's eldest son, Zhao Jun, pointed to Rong Zhao's nose and scolded in a kingly manner.

"Oh-" Rong Zhao nodded in a long voice, turned around and walked in front of Zhao Jun, looked the child up and down, left and right, and suddenly asked, "Oh, the eldest grandson of the emperor, can I ask you something?" ”

"Say!" Zhao Jun raised his small chin and glanced at Rong Zhao coldly.

"You just said ...... Defying the Emperor's Grace? Hey, Rong grew up in a wild place like Western Xinjiang, and spent all day with those rough people who fought wars, and didn't read much, so please teach you how to write this 'contempt' of 'contempt'? Rong Zhao looked at Zhao Jun's dark eyes and asked with a smile.

Zhao Jun hurriedly turned his face away from Rong Zhao's gaze, but he didn't hide the panic in his heart, he really couldn't write this word, but at this moment he was teaching this dead man a lesson, if he admitted that he couldn't write, wouldn't he be laughed at? But what about that? You can't write a word to him, even if you don't know him, there are so many people who read next to him, is it difficult to make a joke in front of so many people?

"What, you can't write?" Rong Zhao circled around Zhao Jun, thinking that he didn't know how to speak and do things like this, and he only knew that the children who fought for their fathers and grandfathers had to be taught a lesson.

"What's wrong with not being able to write? Do you know how to write?! "Zhao Jun is a child after all, he can say anything when he is forced to be in a hurry, and his reason is basically equal to zero.

"What if I can write?" Rong Zhao asked rhetorically.

"You can write ......" Zhao Jun didn't know what to do for a while.

"Rong Zhao!" Guo Yi relieved her breath at this time, picked up the ring ruler in her hand and slapped the table with a 'snap', and said angrily: "Bullying a seven-year-old doll, you are really thick-skinned!" ”

"Yes, Taifu is right, the wind and sand in Western Xinjiang are big, especially in spring and autumn, the wind mixed with fine sand blows like a knife, and no matter how thin your face is, it will grind a layer of calluses on you." Rong Zhao said with a smile.

"You...... You're really ......" Guo Yi was so angry that she couldn't speak again.

Rong Zhao turned his head again and asked Zhao Jun: "Emperor Eldest Sun, if I can write that word, what do you say?" Oh, by the way, just now Mrs. Guo said that I bullied you children, so let's put it this way, I will allow you to say three words, if I can write, you apologize to me, take back what you just said and say three times, 'I don't learn and can't learn, I can only spell Dad'. If I don't know how to write, I bow to you three times and say three times, 'I'm a gentleman, I don't learn and can't learn, I can only spell daddy'. How is it? ”

"Good!" Zhao Jun didn't think about it and got into Rong Zhao's trap.

Rong Zhao was a chemical pharmacist in his last life, and in this life, he studied ancient recipes to condense and exercise the art of smelting, I don't know how many ancient books and ancient books I have read, what rare words have I never seen?

Don't say three words, with Zhao Jun's limited knowledge, I'm afraid that if he says thirty words and three hundred words, Rong Zhao will also write it to him. No way, the gap is too big! Using this trick to bully a child is actually a little unbearable in Rong Gongzi's heart, but who let him bump into it by himself?

"The emperor's eldest grandson, did you lose?" Rong Zhao pushed the paper in his hand over, pointed to the three characters on the paper with cumbersome strokes, and said.

Zhao Jun's little face was flushed, his dark eyes were full of moisture, and he turned his head to look at a young man next to him.

"Rong Zhao! What kind of ability do you have to bully a child like this? There's a kind of let's go out and go heads-up! The young man suddenly stood up and stepped forward to grab Rong Zhao's collar.

Rong Zhao had already taken precautions when Zhao Jun asked for help, and when he saw this person standing up, he subconsciously dodged two steps back, just avoiding his grasp.

"Zhao Hai!" Xiao Xun, who had been standing aside and watching the excitement, was unhappy, "What kind of place is this, you are actually rude?!" ”

"Zhao Shizi, please leave yourself a little dignity. What is it that Gongzi Rong is doing with the emperor's eldest grandson to make a harmless joke about you? Where were you when the emperor's eldest grandson just stood up and despised Jingxi Houfu? Is your behavior a disdain for Jingxi Houfu? Or is it just a fight? Xu Jian also flashed over, standing on Rong Zhao's side and taking half a step forward, which was equivalent to protecting Rong Zhao behind him.

"Xu Jian! Are you going to stand on the side of Jingxi Houfu? Zhao Hai glared at Xu Jian angrily and asked.

"My son doesn't stand there, it's just that he can't look down on you to use force in this Chongwen Pavilion! If you want to use force, you go out with Ben Gongzi to try?! Xu Jian sneered.

Zhao Hai glared at Xu Jian angrily, his eyes erupted into flames, but he didn't move. He is not a fool, how can his three fists and two feet be compared with Xu Gongzi? His Xu Gongzi's father is a first-class celebrity around the emperor, what is it? Isn't it the work of his Xu family? I heard that when Xu Jian was eight years old, he was sent to Wudang Mountain by Xu Feng to study art for seven years, and he was carefully taught by Wudang people, and his martial arts were not much worse than his Lao Tzu.

"It's the other way around! It's all the other way around! Guo Yi held the ring ruler in his hand, slapped the table and shouted, "You guys! You Rong Zhao, you Xu Jian, you Zhao Hai, Zhao Jun! And all of you, go and stand in front of the statue of the saint for an hour, and think about it for me! ”

When Zhao Jun heard this, he slanted his neck at Rong Zhao, and strode out of the door.

Rong Zhao saw that this kid would rather go to the saint statue to think about it than fulfill the gambling contract, and he also felt funny in his heart, and he didn't want to see it like a child, so he also touched his nose and turned out, thinking about it, it just happened that the sun was good to bask in it today, it was better to listen to these pedantic words here.

Xu Jian watched Zhao Hai also go out, so he smiled coldly and turned around and followed out, and the other sons and brothers who didn't wake up late also followed to the saint statue to think about it.

Xiao Xun glanced at Xie Yi helplessly, shook his head and didn't speak.

Gu Chen grimaced at Xie Yi and quietly gestured that he would take a look later.

But Wei Cheng, who said that he had come over after washing up and dressing up, happened to meet Rong Zhao and a group of people walking out, and immediately asked in surprise: "What are you going to do?" ”

Rong Zhao hooked his finger towards Wei Cheng, and Wei Cheng really followed, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" ”

"I was late, and I was punished by the Taifu to go to the saint statue to think about the past. You consciously follow it directly, and if you go in, you have to be kicked out. Rong Zhao whispered.

"Well, it's just that the horse didn't get stuck." Wei Cheng muttered quietly.

"Haha......" Rong Zhao couldn't help laughing, this silly boy is really funny!

Zhao Hai turned around and gave Wei Cheng a roll of his eyes and said nothing. And Wei Cheng naturally saw it, but he didn't bother to pay attention to it, and he didn't say anything.

Rong Zhao silently pondered in his heart that the relationship between the Pingnan Mansion and the Zhennan Houfu was also very tense! I don't know what grievances the two families have.

When he arrived at the statue of the sage Confucius, Zhao Jun, the emperor's eldest grandson, took the lead in standing up, quite a royal style. Zhao Hai also stood by Zhao Jun's side, and this uncle was determined to stand aside with his nephew.

Rong Zhao stood a few steps away from the uncle and nephew of the Zhao family, and some of the other late children of the family stood behind Rong Zhao, and some stood behind Zhao Hai, only Wei Cheng alone occupied a corner from afar, his feet apart, his hands clenched into fists, and he steadily took a step down from the horse.

"Hey, really?" Rong Zhao glanced back at Wei Cheng, and felt a little itchy in his heart - he is also a child of the Pingjiang Kaitu family, look at how much Wei Gongzi has grown? It's much better than me.

Wei Cheng glanced up at Rong Zhao and didn't speak.

Rong Zhao stood in place for a while, looked left and right, and saw that everyone was honestly standing there and looking down and thinking, he couldn't stand still, turned around and slipped to Wei Cheng's side, followed his example, and stepped down, and whispered: "Brother Wei, it's good." In the future, you can take me to practice martial arts. ”

Wei Cheng glanced back at Rong Zhao's soft posture, shook his head and said, "You can't do it, it's not suitable for martial arts." I advise you to study well. ”

"Whoa!" When Rong Zhao heard this, he stopped stepping up, straightened up lazily and sighed: "Even you say so, it seems that I can't lead troops to fight in this life, I can only hold the merits of my ancestors and be a second ancestor!" ”

"Leading troops to fight does not have to charge into battle, and there have been many famous literary commanders since ancient times. As long as you read more and know how to arrange troops, you can command and win battles. Wei Cheng said seriously.

"That's right." Rong Zhao thought about it, in the modern military, there is a department called the command department, so there should be no need to charge into battle.

"However, if there is no actual combat experience, the art of war can only be on paper. Therefore, since ancient times, most of the Wenchen to the battlefield has been a way-" Wei Cheng pursed his lips and sneered: "Lose your armor and cut the land for compensation." ”

Rong Zhao touched his nose and said in his heart that this good and bad are all said by your kid, what do you want Lao Tzu to say?

"You two! It's not good to think about it, whispering something?! After Guo Yi finished cooking the gang in the house, he came out slowly with the ring ruler, and happened to see Rong Zhao and Wei Cheng talking there, so he didn't get angry.

"Hui Taifu, you said that we should think about it in front of the sage, and the sage said that there must be my teacher in the threesome, and the students are looking for a teacher around them. In order to be motivated. Rong Zhao said seriously.

"You...... You, you! It's all about you! Guo Yi pointed at Rong Zhao and said angrily.

Rong Zhao glanced at Guo Yi and said innocently: "Back to Taifu, the student just wants to learn more." The students know that not everyone can come in this country, and it is a great honor to be able to study here, so the students want to find a few more teachers and learn more to learn knowledge......"

"Shut up!" Guo Yi jumped to his feet angrily, "If the old man says one sentence, you will have ten sentences waiting in the back!" Is this what schooling looks like? This is clearly tricky! Hand out! ”

"Huh?" Rong Zhao's eyes widened in surprise, thinking that he would fight with two words? This dead old man is so careful?

"Hands! Reach out! Guo Yi said angrily, "Don't think that your sister has just sealed Concubine Yue, and your father has just sealed Jingxihou, you can do whatever you want in the country!" Guo Yi said angrily.

“…… I didn't, did I? Rong Zhao scolded in his heart, Lao Tzu's sister sealed the imperial concubine, Lao Tzu's father sealed Jingxi Hou, it is the emperor's will, you fucking stand here and talk without back pain, you have the ability to go to the frontier to kill the enemy, you have the ability to send your daughter to the palace as a concubine?!

"Hmph, people call themselves the uncle of the country, so they naturally refuse to obey the control of Taifu, a five-grade civil official." Zhao Hai looked up at the statue of the saint and said coldly.

"What's the matter with you?!" Rong Zhao said angrily.

Guo Yi stared at Rong Zhao's face with a stern expression, and said, "The old man will give you another chance, and stretch out your hand." ”

"Stick it out, stick it out!" Rong Zhao was in a hurry and stretched out both hands. However, he regretted it when he stretched it out, and when he was about to take it back, his left wrist had been grabbed by Guo Yi, and then he 'snapped' three times, and the heavy ring ruler hit the palm mercilessly. At first, he didn't feel anything, he was just numb, but when Guo Yi let go of his wrist, the pain that pierced his heart hit his whole body, and Rong Zhao couldn't help but scream.

Guo Yi finished beating Rong Zhao and was about to turn around to beat Wei Cheng, his rule was that each of the students who were late today had three precepts, so that these sons and brothers could remember the rules in this country, but he turned around and didn't walk to Wei Cheng, he heard a strange sound of "woo", a white shadow flickered in front of him, and he was thrown to the ground, the whole process was as fast as thunder and lightning, and after falling to the ground, Guo Fuzi didn't understand what was going on, until the sharp pain in his wrist hit, and he howled like a ghost.

Rong Zhao was also frightened, and hurriedly shouted: "Blood spots!" Let go! ”

Only then did the shepherd let go of Guo Yi under his paws, and turned around Rong Zhao anxiously in a circle.

"Quick! Taifu was bitten by a dog! What a good dog raised by Rong Shizi! What a protector! Zhao Hai shouted as if the world was not chaotic, and stood aside to watch the excitement.

"Whew-it hurts the old man to death! "Guo Yi was in pain and scared, and he collapsed on ......the ground for a while and couldn't get up.

Wei Cheng hurriedly stepped forward to help Guo Yi up, and pulled his clothes belt to trap the old man's arm tightly, and then turned his head and ordered the people next to him: "Go get water!" ”

"Sure enough, it's a good dog!" Xu Jian looked at the blood spots, his eyes lit up.

Rong Zhao was helpless and didn't know what to do - on the second day of class, he was late, bumped into the Taifu, and let the dog bite the Taifu......

Alas! Rong Zhao looked up to the sky and sighed, this is really beautiful!

Seeing that the lively people are a minority, a few other students who have thought about it and the assistant teachers of Guozijian who came to inquire came forward one after another, first helping Wei Cheng to treat Guo Yi's wounds, and some people went to ask for a doctor, and some people offered trauma medicine, and they were busy for a while, and finally Wei Cheng carried Guo Yi on his back and sent him to the side hall where the masters were on duty to rest.

Guo Taifu was sent away, and everyone in front of the saint statue also dispersed, Rong Zhao stood in place and looked down at the sheepdog, thinking about how to deal with the aftermath of this guy, Zhao Hai and Zhao Jun's uncle and nephew walked closer and looked at Rong Zhao meaningfully.

"Look at what? Envy this beloved dog of this son? Sue you, if it weren't for it, we would all be wiped out in Feiyunjian. Speaking of Feiyunjian, Rong Zhao hated the root of his teeth, thinking that he had bitten the wrong person with blood just now, he shouldn't have bitten Guo Yi's old guy, he should have bitten Zhao Hai's bastard.

"It's a good dog." Zhao Hai sneered, "However, Rong Zhao, no matter how good a dog is, it is a beast, and there is always a time when a beast bites back, you have to be careful." ”

"Really?" Rong Zhao also sneered, "Or, Zhao Shizi, you try?" ”

Zhao Hai glanced down at the shepherd dog and didn't speak.

"Such brutes have actually entered the National Prison! It's just contempt for the emperor! Come on, get it out of here! Zhao Jun hid behind Zhao Hai and ordered the entourage next to him to escort him.

Rong Zhao chuckled and said, "Emperor Eldest Sun, who are you scolding for being a brute?" ”

"Jun'er, how can our royal family be as knowledgeable as a dog? Let's go. Zhao Hai understands that it is cheap to compete with Rong Zhao for divination at this time, this guy has just been beaten three times, and he is holding back a fire in his heart, if he can't help but ask that vicious dog to pounce on him and bite him, it is really a joke to say it.

"Hmph." Zhao Jun glanced at Rong Zhao coldly and echoed, "What Uncle said is true." We don't know like dogs. ”

Rong Zhao's fist hidden in his sleeve clenched slowly, eager to split his face and punch this little kid.

------Off topic------

Ha ha! It's the last day of June!

I can't hold the commuter pass in my hand anymore!

Flip through it, whether it's a monthly pass or an evaluation ticket, whether it's one or two, or three, four, five, six or seven, ten tickets, smash it over and cheer for the blood!