Uncle Wang's alcohol consumption is slightly worse, probably because he has suffered from lung disease since he was a child and does not dare to drink more.

Wang Yuan carried Song Ling'er back to the house first, and when he came out, he found that Wang Yangming was still lying on the ground, and his two servants were all drunk.

The scholar Li Zhong was drunk and staggered, and he was responsible for dragging Li Ying back. The master and servant fell all the way, I don't know how many times, and finally fell asleep at the door of the dormitory.

The other classmates also supported each other and found a bed to lie down, but no one paid attention to Uncle Wang.

Wang Yuan had to carry the three masters and servants of the Wang family back to the house. When leaving, I accidentally knocked down a stack of manuscripts, and after bending down to pick them up, I couldn't help but take a closer look at them - "Five Classics and Speculations"!

Because of the imperial examination, you can choose any one of the Five Classics questions, so the scholars only care about this classic, and there are few Confucians who are familiar with the Five Classics in the middle of the Ming Dynasty.

Wang Yangming not only knew the Five Classics, but also relied on his memory to make his own annotations on the Five Classics in Longgang Mountain.

This "Pentateuch Speculation" is strange and mysterious, and the students only know that the teacher is writing the book. Whenever asked about the specific content, Wang Yangming was perfunctory and never refused to show it to the students.

Now, Wang Yuan finally saw it, and instantly understood why Wang Yangming was hiding.

The first sentence of the first chapter of "Spring and Autumn": The first month of the first year of the spring king.

Wang Yangming's annotation is: "The first year of the succession of the monarch to the throne, the first year of the book." The Yuan is also the beginning...... Therefore, the yuan of the world lies in the king, the yuan of a country lies in the king, and the yuan of the king lies in the heart. The Yuan is also the benevolence of living beings in the sky, and the heart in people...... Therefore, the first year is the beginning of the righteous heart of the king......"

If this book spreads, Wang Yangming will be attacked by a crowd.

What do you mean by the Six Classics? That's it!

Historically, Wang Yangming did not dare to publish the "Five Classics and Hypotheses" throughout his life, and even burned one of them. It wasn't until after Wang Yangming's death that his disciples found a few scattered entries of the book from the warehouse.

Later, Yangming Xinxue spread in a mess, and several schools were derived, and the disciples of each school had different understandings of Xinxue. Tracing back to the source, it is that Wang Yangming was too cautious and burned all the relevant works, and the disciples could only understand it through a few words and daily teachings.

Wang Yuan read a few pages carefully, and then put the manuscript back in its place, he had no interest in this thing.

Back in the dormitory, Wang Yuan shook his head and smiled bitterly. His bed had been occupied by Li Ying and Li Zhong, and Yue Zhen was sleeping in the next bed. And Zhan Hui swayed and stood in front of the bed, and was happily peeing, a large piece of urine was wet on the edge of the bed, and Yue Zhen also splashed a lot.

Yue Zhen seemed to feel something, and suddenly said in her sleep: "Drink, another bowl!" ”

"Dry ...... Cheers. Zhan Hui raised the air wine glass, stretched out his arms and touched it, his steps staggered, and all the remaining urine was sprinkled on Yue Zhen's legs.

Wang Yuan left with a smile and turned around and came to Song Ling'er's room.

This is a single room specially built for Miss Song, and she usually sleeps alone.

Wang Yuan pushed Song Ling'er in, and he lay down on it, falling asleep in a daze.

Early morning.

Yue Zhen shouted: "God, where does this water come from?" A stench, I'm afraid it's not urine! ”

Zhan Hui was indignant: "Yue Wenshi, you are still wetting the bed, and you are really sweeping the floor!" ”

"Who said I wet the bed? It's definitely you wetting the bed! Yue Zhen was ashamed and angry.

Zhan Hui said disdainfully: "Your pants are all wet, and you still say that you haven't wet the bed?" ”

Yue Zhen opened the top of his pants and looked at it, and hurriedly defended: "My bottoms are dry, and it can be seen that the urine on the bed comes from the outside, not from the inside." You must have peed on the edge of your bed! ”

"Nonsense," Zhan Hui resolutely refused, "most likely because you were careless when peeing, not only did you pee on your pants, but you also wet the bed." ”

"This is speculation, and there is no evidence!" Yue Zhen was quite weak-hearted, and he also felt that it was his own fault.

"Hahahaha!"

Li Ying, who was woken up by the two, laughed so hard that his stomach hurt next to him, pointed at Yue Zhen and Zhan Hui and said, "I think you are all suspicious." ”

Yue Zhen and Zhan Hui stopped talking and changed into clean pants each.

Suddenly, I suddenly heard Li Ying shouting outside: "Yue Wenshi and Zhan Liangchen, I wet the bed last night!" ”

"This thief!"

"Beat him!"

The two bitter masters rushed out of the room and grabbed Li Ying and beat him indiscriminately. Li Ying didn't fight back, the more fierce the two fought, the louder he shouted, and soon attracted onlookers.

Wang Yuan and Song Ling'er were woken up at the same time.

I don't know when, Song Ling'er has hugged Wang Yuan. When she woke up at this moment, she first blushed, then closed her eyes and continued to pretend to be asleep.

Wang Yuan hurriedly jumped out of bed, hunched over and went straight to the toilet. He will be fourteen years old in another month, and he is estimated to be stimulated by Song Ling'er, feeling that the place is slimy, and he seems to have "wet" the bed last night.

"What are you running, really." Song Linger didn't know the truth, so she lay there and complained.

When Wang Yuan changed his pants, Yue Zhen and Zhan Hui also stopped. They ignored each other, but they glared at Li Ying together, and Li Saburo laughed even more unscrupulously.

Suddenly, Chen Wenxue hurriedly appeared, and said with an ugly face: "Fellow students, Mr. is sick and has just coughed up a mouthful of blood. ”

The noise outside suddenly stopped, and everyone poured into Wang Yangming's room.

Wang Yangming's face turned slightly blue, coughed a few times in a row, squeezed out a smile and said, "It's okay, it's an old problem, and I'm used to being a teacher." ”

Li Ying blamed himself: "I shouldn't have poured wine for Mr. ”

"It has nothing to do with you," Wang Yangming comforted, "I was too careless." ”

Wang Yuan said loudly: "There is no good doctor on the mountain, and the top priority is to send my husband to the city for treatment." ”

"Yes, yes, send Mr. to the city to find a doctor," Tang Mian hurriedly shouted, "Fellow beings, hurry up and prepare breakfast, and return to the city immediately after eating!" ”

The students were very anxious, but Wang Yangming didn't care. As an old lung patient, the onset of the disease today is mild, and he used to have hemoptysis and fainting more than once or twice.

Go down the mountain in the morning and into the city in the evening.

Xi Shu received the news, helped Wang Yangming find a doctor overnight, and placed him in the Civilization Academy to recuperate.

In the next half month, Wang Yangming was recuperating from his illness, and all the students were also preparing for the scientific examination - the scientific examination is equivalent to the township examination qualification examination, and only those who have passed the scientific examination can take the examination in the second year.

Wang Yuan was boarding in the academy and was reciting the Book of Songs, when suddenly Song Ling'er came in with a horsewhip.

"Why are you upset again?" Wang Yuan asked with a smile.

Song Ling'er sat at the table angrily: "My father took in a son." When he went home this time, he didn't pay much attention to me, and he was bent on paving the way for his cheap son! ”

Wang Yuan asked, "Yizi?" ”

Song Ling'er said: "Stepson! ”

Wang Yuan nodded and said, "Your father is old and childless, and it is reasonable for him to inherit a son from the clan. ”

It's a pity that Song Gongzi's father's plan for many years was directly failed because of this trick.

Although Song Ran is brutal and greedy, he still has brains.

Because of the rebels, Song Ran's prestige plummeted, and he must be a capital crime, even if he is exempted from death, he will be dismissed. The powerful faction in the clan was already ready to move, and they didn't want to think about how to quell the rebellion and recover the territory, but waited for Song Ran to take the throne after he was dismissed.

Song Ran has been secretly observing for the past few months, and finally let him find a suitable heir.

It was his brother's son named Song Ren, who had been killed by the rebels, and even the village had been looted by the rebels. Song Ren has no father and territory, but he performs well in battle, so he is naturally the best candidate to inherit the Xuan Comfort Envoy.

One has no father, the other has no children, each takes what he needs, and hits it off.

After Song Ran and Song Ren confirmed their adoptive relationship, they behaved closer than their fathers and sons, and joined forces to fight the powerful factions in the clan. They are submissive in the face of the rebels, and they strike hard in the face of their clansmen, and the family infighting is already in full swing.

Song Ling'er didn't care about any position of power, and she didn't care about suddenly having an older brother. What she cares about is that her father, who has always regarded her as the pearl of his palm, now gives all his father's love to his son Song Ren, and he usually doesn't even bother to talk to her a few more words.

Wang Yuan didn't know how to comfort him, so after thinking about it, he got up and hugged Song Ling'er in his arms.

"Woooooooo

This move made Song Ling'er suddenly cry sadly, and her snot and tears were all wiped on Wang Yuan's clothes. After a long time of finally stopping her sadness, Song Ling'er secretly wiped her nose and said, "I will study hard in the future and practice martial arts hard." I'm going to show Abba, his daughter is more useful than a fake son! ”

"Well, you're amazing." Wang Yuan coaxed.

Song Ling'er hugged Wang Yuan for a long time, and finally wiped the snot on Wang Yuan's clothes, and after destroying the corpse, he said solemnly: "I want to learn the art of war from Mr." By the way, you have to teach me archery every day. ”

Some people always have to lose the most precious things in order to grow up and be sensible overnight.