“…… Erudite, only 'Bo' can be wide, the sea can be open to all rivers and humility if the valley can continue to gain, learning boundless, Yang Shi put forward 'learning without getting tired, seeking the four Yi', erudition can not be limited by the footsteps, in order not to be confused by foreign objects. Zixia once said, 'Erudite and convinced, inquisitive and close to thought, benevolence is in it'; although the sages have said something, our generation should be interrogated if they are confused...... Erudite, interrogating, prudent, discerning, and dedicated, 'erudite and diligent practice' can be 'Shengde and new', and live up to Wang Lao's original intention of establishing the academy to 'learn from the scriptures and the ancients, help the times, and achieve high sages'. ”

The chief of the mountain's words were deafening, Jiang Anyi always felt his blood boiling when he thought about it, it was a blessing to be a member of the academy, and it was even more fortunate to have like-minded teachers and friends together, Jiang Anyi deeply liked the academy.

Get up in the morning to recite the poems and words of the sages, eat breakfast or read the scriptures or listen to the teacher's teaching, if you have any doubts, you can find the gentleman to explain the doubts or find classmates to argue; After lunch, you can learn characters or study current texts, or you can send love to three or two confidants to sing poems; After dinner, make a policy essay and communicate with each other, and record the day's income in the daily class before going to bed, such a happy and tense day is the life that Jiang Anyi dreams of.

In the past month since he entered the school, Jiang Anyi's knowledge has improved rapidly, and he was still in the fifth class in the first ten-month examination, and his ranking in the monthly examination has jumped to the third class. Deputy Lecturer Ling Xu obviously has a preference for Jiang Anyi, and each time he sends back, the daily class is densely filled with words, which makes Li Shicheng very hurt, and there are only a few lines of words in his daily class.

In the golden autumn of September, the rice fields outside the academy are dressed in gold, and the large area of gold is the hope in the hearts of the farmers, and the rice at home is also ripe, and the letter sent by the mother says that everything is fine at home, and the folding fan business has a dividend of more than 20 taels of silver every month, so that he can study with peace of mind and seek fame. Jiang Anyi felt a little relieved in his heart, looking at the farmers who were working hard in the fields, An Yong no longer had to work in the fields this year.

"Anyi, I have taken a fancy to three clubs, Zhumei Poetry Club, Yangchunyin Club, and Liben Chess Club, which clubs do you want to join?" Li Shicheng's excited voice interrupted Jiang Anyi's reverie.

After the first monthly examination, suddenly like a spring breeze came overnight, and the walls of the college were plastered with posters for club recruitment. There are more than 500 teachers and students in the academy, but there are many clubs, including poetry clubs, chess clubs, music clubs, reading clubs, riding clubs, and even food clubs.

The academy adopts an encouraging policy for the clubs, and the clubs that meet the requirements even give some subsidies, due to the limited amount, which makes the clubs have some fights between each other, Yu Mingde and Fang Yuanchen are the presidents of the Dexin Debate Club and the Mingxing Debate Club respectively, and the fixed debate once a month is the big drama of the college, and the poetry fight, piano fight, chess fight, and debate can be seen at any time in the academy, and sometimes the teacher also personally organizes and participates in it.

Most of the clubs naturally dissipated with the departure of the president, but there were exceptions, and the three clubs that Li Shicheng fancied were all exceptions. The Zhumei Poetry Society was named after the senior Wang Yanqing's "bamboo shadow and poetry thin, plum blossom fragrance into dreams" one hundred and twenty years ago; Yangchun Yin Club comes from the song "Yangchun Rain" by senior Zheng Fanli eighty-seven years ago; Thirty years ago, Guo Tianming, a Go master of Zhangyi Academy, visited the academy, and Zhao Liben, who had not yet become famous, fought ten games in a row with him in the evening wind pavilion, with five wins and five losses.

The college has a rule that each student can only join a maximum of three clubs, and no change is allowed, so most people want to join a well-known club and make some connections, which will be helpful in the future. However, well-known clubs are extremely strict in recruiting newcomers, such as the Zhumei Poetry Club, which has only five places this year.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he wanted to join the top three clubs, Jiang Anyi was made to cry and laugh by Li Shicheng's big appetite, and said with a sarcastic smile: "Brother Li, your ambition is really not small, but you should also look down at the road." ”

didn't seem to hear the meaning of Jiang Anyi's words, Li Shicheng said proudly: "When my generation acts, we should move forward bravely in the rapids, and we will not turn back." ”

Jiang Anyi felt that he lacked this enterprising spirit, and solemnly said: "I would like to be taught, and my little brother wishes Brother Li success and his wishes come true." ”

After dinner, Li Shicheng went to participate in the selection of the Zhumei Poetry Society, Jiang Anyi read in front of the window alone, he has borrowed eight books from the library for more than a month, this "Nanshan Lectures" is written by Mr. Ruyu of the Wei Dynasty, a collection of famous sayings of a hundred schools of history to be annotated, divided into self-cultivation, learning, politics, life, housekeeping, making friends, the township party seven chapters, Jiang Anyi read the chapter of learning.

When I was reading to the highlights, I heard a knock on the door, and I looked up and saw a person standing in front of the door with a smile. It is Senior Liu of the library building, Jiang Anyi often goes to the library to borrow books and read books, and it is mostly the long-faced Senior Liu who receives him, and he is familiar with him, so he quickly got up to welcome him in, please sit down, and pour water.

Senior Liu glanced at the book on the table, and said with a smile: ""Nanshan Lectures", such as Mr. Yu's masterpiece, Brother Yu is also very happy, and he has read it three times. ”

After chatting a few words of "Nanshan Lectures", Senior Liu straightened up, straightened the blue shirt on his body, and said, "I came this time to invite Brother Jiang Xian to join my Scholarly Club." ”

Jiang Anyi was stunned, there were many clubs that came to recruit people during this time, all of them were small clubs, and some even used signboards to invite newcomers to eat. Some people are fooled, others have learned to be obedient, and everyone is waiting and comparing. Scholarly Society, the name of the club that Jiang Anyi knew flashed in his mind, and obviously did not have the name of Scholarly Society.

Senior Liu understood Jiang Anyi's thoughts, and said with a smile: "The Scholarly Club is a reading club, and two years ago, I gathered some people who like to read to get together to talk about the past and the present, and take books as friends. I saw that Brother Xian was also a good book, and the books he borrowed were very much to my appetite, so I took the liberty to come and ask Brother Xian to join the Book Club. ”

Jiang Anyi was silent, thinking in his heart: I was born in a peasant family, my family was poor before, I had never been in contact with piano and painting, I only knew the skin of chess, and calligraphy was my pride.

Since winning the case, there are often visitors to the house, nominally to meet friends with writing, poetry to meet friends, most people's minds are not pure on the surface, some want to step on their own fame, some want to take the opportunity to improve their prestige, and some are familiar with each other. Mu Xiu Yu Lin, he has already tasted the taste of wind destruction, the place where the academy hides the dragon and the crouching tiger, it is still clumsy.

Jiang Anyi lowered his head and groaned, Liu Yushan did not urge, he drank the water slowly, and the noisy laughter outside the house came, making it seem more and more quiet inside the house. Looking at Jiang Anyi's slightly dark side face, Liu Yushan was a little distracted, five years ago, he was also admitted to the academy with the color of hard work, and the five years of college life faded away from the black on his face, but he couldn't fade away from the years of hard work, he had a good eye for Jiang Anyi, why didn't he see his previous self in him.

Thinking of this, Liu Yushan decided to add to the fire, and gently tapped his fingers on the tabletop to wake up Jiang Anyi, and said with a faint smile: "Although the Scholar Club is a small club, it has one benefit, the rare books, rare books, and notes of the sages on the second floor of the library building can be borrowed. ”

"Seriously", Jiang Anyi stood up, his eyes lit up, and he said without hesitation: "Jiang is willing to join the Scholar Society." ”

In the middle of the day, Li Shicheng rushed into the house wrapped in a gust of hot wind, and blurted out a series of irrepressible laughter. Jiang Anyi saw Li Shicheng smiling and looking at himself with a blank eye, so he almost said, "Come and ask me", he secretly laughed in his heart, and asked wittily: "Brother Li is so happy, but his wish has come true?" ”

"Not bad", Li Shicheng sat down triumphantly, but he was not in a hurry to say, he drank three glasses of water in a row, and drank a little bit of energy.

"The Zhumei Poetry Society is recruiting newcomers in the Yuanzhi Pavilion tonight, and when I arrived, the pavilion was full of people, five places, and nearly 100 people actually came to compete for it, which is really unprecedented." Li Shicheng took out the folding fan from his sleeve as he spoke, opened it with a "brush", and shook it gently, the breeze stirred the hair of his sideburns, and he looked like he was in his chest.

Jiang Anyi didn't notice his posture, his eyes fell on the folding fan, he really had to admire Guo Fatzi, the folding fan was very popular in the academy, and the folding fan printed with the poems written by Dezhou Feng Tingshi, one of the four sages of Zechang, was particularly popular in the academy.

Li Shicheng immersed himself in the atmosphere of the time, his eyes were empty and he muttered: "The president announced that the poem will determine the superiority, and the poem should have the word bamboo or plum, I know that my opportunity has come." ”

"The three more hard reading, the window is red, and the rooster cries and the moon welcomes the frost. The edge of the sword is sharpened, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. Li Shicheng's voice became louder and louder, and in the end, he almost roared, and he could see that his eyes were red, and he was emotional.

Jiang Anyi was a little unhappy, although he was used to borrowing verses from demons, but when others borrowed verses from him without consultation, the taste of taking them without telling him still made him uncomfortable, I think demons also felt this way.

Li Shicheng saw Jiang Anyi's unhappiness, put away the folding fan, stood up, and said apologetically: "Anyi, the two sentences of the sword and plum blossom were made by you, and the foolish brother should not use it fraudulently, but it is the wish of the foolish brother to join the Zhumei Society, please fulfill the virtuous brother." Then he bowed.

Jiang Anyi supported Li Shicheng, Li Shicheng was the first friend he made in the academy, it was impossible to make a gap because of a poem, and said with a smile: "Brother Li, why should you be like this, from now on, this sword and plum blossom is made by Brother Li." ”

After getting Jiang Anyi's promise, Li Shicheng put down his worries, crossed Erlang's legs and continued to boast: "As soon as this poem "Persuasion" came out, everyone was shocked, President Fang immediately announced that I was selected, and among more than 100 people, my old Li took the lead. ”

The faint yellow light reflected on Li Shicheng's face, and his white face was flushed with excitement, Jiang Anyi had no intention of listening to Li Shicheng, there was still some time before the lights went out, and he would strive to finish reading the academic chapter of "Nanshan Lectures" as soon as possible, and he would be able to start borrowing the chapter on dealing with the world tomorrow.

A gust of wind passed, and the lights flickered, bringing the shadows of the two people sitting side by side closer for a while, and separating for a while.