"Three articles of mentorship!"

In Chang'an City, all the people who read the three articles of Shi'en were all excited.

Just like Merton's "Teacher Said" said, ancient scholars must have teachers, all those who read and write, that one has no teacher, and it can even be said that before people become adults, we spend more time with teachers than parents.

There are also many people who are far away from their hometowns to study and apprentice, and there are also many officials who enter the officialdom almost exclusively on the recommendation of their own teachers.

"The teacher's kindness is like a mountain, and the love is as deep as the sea." Many people burst into tears as they read it.

In this era of the majesty of the teacher, the sensation caused by Merton's three articles of mentorship can be said to be multiplied, and every time it spreads, it will cause a sensation.

"After the three articles of teacher's kindness, there is no poem in the world to thank the teacher." Someone categorically said that Merton's three chapters of mentorship are a collection of peerless masterpieces that can best reflect the grace of teachers in China for thousands of years, and it may be even more difficult for future generations to surpass them.

"Who said that the Mo family doesn't know how to be grateful!" Many people asked sharply.

When the question of the Guozi school year exam came out, many people in Chang'an City and many people thought like Wei Si'an that Mo Dun was a disciple of the Mo family, and Guozi taught Confucian classics, and there was a difference between the two, and the Mo family could shout that the disciple did not have to be inferior to the teacher, and it was estimated that it was difficult to have any teacher affection for the master of the Guozi Prison.

However, as soon as the third article of Shi'en came out, everyone was silent.

"Mo Jiazi! Pure heart! Everyone sighed one after another, how can a person who is enough to write three articles of teacher and grace be the kind of person who does not respect the teacher.

In Chang'an City, the first to react were the masters, whether it was various schools or private school tutors, they all taught the three articles of teacher grace to the disciples of the school at the first time.

All of a sudden, the status of the master in Chang'an City skyrocketed, as long as he was wearing the master's clothes, he would be greeted with everyone's respectful eyes and even all kinds of preferential treatment when he walked on the street.

There are also many people who, after reading the three articles of the teacher's grace, went to the teacher's house with gifts to thank them.

Some people even put together the three articles of "Shi Shuo" and Shi En written by Mo Dun before, and sighed: "The best understanding of teachers and students in the world is probably none other than Mo Jiazi." ”

One "Teacher Said" exhausts the road of seeking a teacher, and three articles of teacher grace exhaust the teacher's affection.

"Mo Jiazi entered the Guozijian with three poems, and before leaving, he ended his career as a Guozijian with three articles of mentorship, this kind of talent makes me have nothing to say."

"When it comes to poetry, we only admire Mo Jiazi."

"Four subjects and one first-class, well-deserved."

This time, everyone was convinced.

In the Guozi Prison, Wei Si'an looked at the three articles of Shi'en in his hand in a daze, his face was dead and frustrated.

Under such a peerless story, he delusionally wanted to provoke Merton, just like a clown jumping off the beam, and his followers were as silent as cicadas, lest he offend Wei Si'an by speaking out at this time.

"Mo Jiazi!" Wei Si'an was embarrassed and angry.

He couldn't understand that it was a fluke that the world could write such a peerless famous article, and in a short period of time, Merton wrote two and a half articles at once, and even half of it was not inferior to the first two in the end.

Wei Si'an was looking at his poems, and he was immediately ashamed, and he couldn't wait to find a crack on the ground and turn it in, it was simply an insult for himself to provoke Mo Jiazi.

"In this way, the Mo family is already a top student in four subjects!"

Someone woke up from the third article of Shi'en and said in surprise.

"Four subjects and one first!" Everyone was amazed! ”

There are only a few people in the history of Guozijian who can achieve this achievement. And now there is another Mo family.

What's more, Mo Jiazi is still the first four subjects in the first four, and there are two subjects in law and Taixue in the back, who can guarantee whether Mo Jiazi will be able to get the top five and sixth. ”

To reach the top five, everyone thinks that Merton has a great chance, and the remaining two subjects can be achieved as long as there is one subject and one class, such a result, there are only two people in the history of Guozijian.

Six first, six branches and one first! This has never been achieved by a student in Guozi Prison, but Mo Jiazi is very likely to achieve it, and he also has this strength.

Not only Wei Si'an, but also a group of Guozijian students suddenly became under great pressure.

Although Merton's talent can be recognized by everyone, the competitive spirit of the students is not weak at all, if the Mo family's skills are overwhelmed by the country's eunuchs, the faces of the students will be gloomy.

Suddenly, there was a dark tide surging in the country's prison, and the students secretly swore in their hearts that they would definitely snipe at Merton in the last two gates.

In Chang'an City, everyone has not yet recovered from the fanaticism of the three chapters of Shi'en, and they all realize that it is really possible for Morton to create a historical record in Guozijian.

Suddenly they all became excited, in this era of almost no entertainment, Mo Jiazi simply brought a wonderful epic drama, a plot of twists and turns, and a beautiful poem that was fascinating, and a historical record that had never been recorded before.

"As long as there is a place where there is a Mo family, there will be a wonderful story." Everyone sighed.

From the moment Mo Jiazi appeared in Chang'an City, the spiritual and cultural life of the citizens of Chang'an City was immediately enriched several times, from the officials and nobles to the common people, who mentioned the past of Mo Jiazi one by one, which was all with relish.

All of a sudden, the people of Chang'an City suddenly looked forward to the last day of the Guozijian annual examination, and they were all looking forward to another miracle created by Mo Jiazi.

Donggong Chongwen Museum.

Kong Yingda looked at the princes who were writing hard at the desk with satisfaction, it was already approaching the end of the year, and the Guozijian held the annual examination, and the Chongwen Hall naturally also needed to assess the schoolwork of the princes, which is also the reason why Kong Yingda was not in the Guozijian today.

"Master, this is a psalm I made, and I ask Master to check it." Surprisingly, the first person to hand in the paper was Li Zhi, the youngest in the school.

Kong Yingda took it quite unexpectedly, and roughly looked at it, although Li Zhi's poems were immature, they were quite neat before the words, which was extremely rare at his age.

"Not bad!" Kong Yingda praised.

Li Zhi suddenly grinned, revealing the open teeth that had just fallen out, and his face was full of pride. Since reading Merton's sound and rhyme, writing poetry is naturally no longer a problem for Li Zhi.

Soon several young princes were also quick to turn in the psalms. Although it is full of craftsmanship, it is already commendable.

In the end, only Li Tai, Li Ke and Li Chengqian were left, and the three of them naturally had escaped the influence of sound and rhyme enlightenment, and the poems they wrote naturally had a little more aura.

The bell rang, and the three of them handed in their papers at the same time.

"The crown prince and the two highnesses have made great progress in their studies, which is really gratifying."

Kong Yingda checked it carefully, nodded with satisfaction, and with a stroke of his pen, he wrote a grade on the examination papers of the three people.

"This is the work of the Master's teachings!" Li Shimin's voice came in from outside.

Kong Yingda hurriedly got up and said: "The princes are talented and intelligent, and the ministers dare not take credit. ”

Li Shimin hurriedly helped Kong Yingda up and said, "Talented? Kong sacrifices wine loves them too much, and these ordinary poems and vulgar words can only entertain themselves. ”

Li Tai was immediately unconvinced when he heard this, he was the best of the three, and he could even be sure that his poems would definitely be the first among the three.

Not only Li Tai, but even Li Ke and Li Chengqian admit that they are not convinced.

Seeing this, Li Shimin sighed and said: "Father knows that you are not convinced, so when you see these three poems, you will know where your gap is?" ”

When Merton's "Three Chapters of Teacher's Grace" was placed in front of the three of them, Li Tai and the three of them were suddenly full of shame, and then looked at their poems, and the little pride in their hearts suddenly dissipated without a trace.

"Children know their mistakes, and in the future, they must guard against arrogance and rashness, study diligently, and never forget the teacher's kindness." Li Chengqian took the lead and said.

Not only was Li Tai and the three of them suppressed by Merton's three articles of mentorship, but even Kong Yingda was also excited and excited when he saw the three articles of mentorship.

Seeing this, Li Shimin couldn't help but show a smug smile, it was a wise decision for him to stuff Mo Jiazi into the Guozijian, and Merton, a little catfish, tossed a lot of movements when he entered the Guozijian, which surprised him every time.

Li Shimin nodded with satisfaction, and said to Kong Yingda on the side: "Kong Saijiu, I don't know if tomorrow we can let the three of them go to Guozijian to take the last two annual exams, and let them compete with the elites of my Datang, so as not to be complacent." ”

Kong Yingda woke up like a dream, and hurriedly said: "Waiting for the three princes." ”