The old man entered his room, Dongmei stood quietly behind the old man, and the old man turned around and said, "Thank you, you can go down." ”

"The princess has instructed that the slave maid will take care of the husband's daily life."

"The old man doesn't need it for the time being, you can step back and get busy."

"Okay, slave and maid leave," Dongmei saluted and left the old man's room. The old man walked slowly to the bed and placed the package on the bed. This room is very well arranged, two rooms, inside is the bedroom, on one side of the bedroom is a huge bed, on the side of the bed near the door there is a round table and two chairs, the round table and two chairs are made of mahogany, and the other room is his study. Slowly walk into their study, enter the door is in front of the desk, there is a chair behind the desk, there are celebrity landscape paintings on the wall, there is a pair of couplets on both sides of the landscape paintings, the upper link is "containing the distant mountains, swallowing the Yangtze River, its southwest peaks and ravines are particularly beautiful", the lower link is "send the sunset, welcome the sun, when the turn of spring and summer grass and trees in the sky". There is also a row of bookshelves next to it, the bookshelves are full of ancient books, among which there is a book of "Notes on a Slightly Grass Hall" by Ji Yun, a former university scholar, who greeted his eyes, and took down the book before walking to the bookshelf, and saw that it was indeed the handwriting of Ji Yun, a former university scholar, and it belonged to the real handwriting. Because he had seen Ji Yun write and post it by hand, he confirmed that it was correct, and then sat down in front of the desk and carefully read the book.

The two children, Guozhi and Guoan, sat on the lawn, and the servants and maids stood behind them. Guoan looked at his younger brother and said, "Brother, in the future, we will enter a school together, you can't be as playful as before, study hard and become a talented person in the future." ”

"Brother, I don't want to read anything, I want to learn martial arts, so that everyone respects me, fears me, and acts chivalrous. Brother, you are a very gentle person, this place in the academy is quite suitable for you, take the imperial examination, be a big official," and then called someone to bring a stick, Guozhi took the stick and stood up, stepped forward, the stick swept towards the big tree, and finally the stick broke in two, but the big tree was intact. After that, Guozhi turned around and said, "Brother, I must become a martial arts master in the future, and no one will be allowed to bully you." ”

"Brother, you just have this heart, class is going to be tomorrow, I'm going back to read," After saying that, Guoan stood up and bowed, turning to leave. Listening to Guoan's words, it doesn't seem that he trusts his younger brother who is inspired to become a martial arts master. Guozhi looked at the back of Guoan's departure, knowing what was hidden in his brother's heart, but he couldn't guess it. Turning to face the tree, he clenched his fists and threw a breath of anger at the tree. Several punches were thrown at the trunk of the tree as if to knock the tree down, but when he stopped, he felt some pain in his hand, and when he released his fist, the back of his hand was scraped. Seeing this, the maid was frightened, and stepped forward a few steps forward and said, "Little master, what's wrong with you?" Holding up his delicate little hand, it was rare to feel a little distressed and afraid of Mrs. Tai's scolding, I didn't know what to do, only a simple bandage.

Guozhi was still standing, and said confidently: "I will, I will definitely become a martial arts master." ”

"Well, the little master will, we all believe in you," the words of the servants had a perfunctory flavor to comfort his young heart.

Guoan entered Wang Yao's room alone, but he looked a little sullen. In this way, he entered his mother Wang Yao's room to greet him, and saluted: "Mother, the child has returned to the study." ”

"An'er, don't lock yourself in the study all day, pay attention to the combination of work and rest, come in and sit next to the slave's house."

"Yes, mother," Guoan slowly stepped forward and sat next to his mother Wang Yao, drooping his head, as if he could attract Taigong's attention to him and not trust him so much if he entered the academy this time. The mother next to her looked at Guoan for a long time and said, "Guoan, raise your head." ”

Only then did Guoan raise his head, his eyes kept rolling. Wang Yao said with some seriousness: "An'er, you look into my eyes, does the slave family know that you entered the He family academy really because they love you?" No, you are the same grandson as Guozhi, but all he loves is Guozhi, and you are just Guozhi's companion, do you understand? You are a person who only makes people look down on you, and if you want them to admit that you have a status in the He family, you can only fight, and the status is earned by yourself, you know? You are so decadent that no one will sympathize with you, pity you. ”

The mother's words were written down by the child, and the child should study hard and achieve something like his father. Mother, if it's all right, the child will go into the study. ”

"Alright, there you go," Guoan stood up and bowed and exited, entering the study.

The next day, the two brothers Guoan and Guozhi entered the school. The gentleman bowed to the portrait of Confucius, and then turned to face Guoan and Guozhi and said, "You will start learning etiquette and cultural knowledge in this Xingxia School today, come and worship the Master." ”

Guoan and Guozhi looked at the portrait of Confucius, bowed their hands in front of them, and then turned to bow to Mr. and said, "Sir." After the old man returned the salute, he sat down and said: "You all sit down," Guoan and Guozhi sat down, and then the old man looked at the big characters next to him and said: "Heaven and earth, king, parent, teacher, first of all, as a gentleman, you must stand up to the sky, be loyal to the king, love relatives and friends, and respect the teacher, which is the foundation of human beings." Knowing how to advance and retreat, being loyal and not cheating and then learning literature, so we will learn etiquette today, read the "Book of Rites" by ourselves, and then explain. ”

On each of their desks was the Book of Rites, which they picked up and began to read. The old man looked at them and read them catchily, sitting under the portrait of Confucius and stroking his beard with one hand, a smile on his face. After a long time, Guozhi propped up his little head with one hand, and his eyelids began to fight, and then he lay on the desk and began to sleep. At some point, Mr. stood next to Kokuji and knocked on the side of the desk with one hand. Only then did Guoji open his hazy sleepy eyes and look at the gentleman standing next to him.

"Guozhi, you stand up," Mr. put his hands behind his back, and Guozhi stood up, wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth with one hand.

"You memorize it" etiquette. Qu Li: "Let's do it." ”

Guozhi single-handedly fished out his head, and it seems that his mind was not used for studying. The gentleman stood aside, and then walked up and said, "If the son does not learn, the teacher is lazy," and then said, "Guoan." ”

Guoan stood up and said, "Sir." ”

"You come and memorize" etiquette. The King's Chapter". ”

"The king's lord of the king, the prince and the prince, all this, the princes, the princes... ..., the princes above the doctors, below, below... ... Down...,"Guoan is a little difficult to carry here, as if he was stuck for a while, and he was stunned in place.

The gentleman continued: "Doctor, sergeant, sergeant, corporal, all fifth." ”

Guoan then said: "Doctor, sergeant, sergeant, corporal, mortal, fifth, son of heaven... Son of Heaven..., "It seems that Guoan can't carry it out."

"The field of the Son of Heaven is thousands of miles, the field of the prince is 100 miles, the Bo is 70 li, the son is 50 li, and those who cannot be 50 li are not in line with the Son of Heaven, and are attached to the princes and vassals, and the three Gongtian of the Son of Heaven regard the princes, the Qing of the Son of Heaven regards the uncle, the doctor of the Son of Heaven regards the son, and the Wushi of the Son of Heaven regards the vassal." Then the gentleman sighed: "If the child does not learn, it is not appropriate, and if the young do not learn, what is the old?" ”

Mr. stood in front of Guoan, holding the ring ruler in one hand and said very sternly: "Stretch out your hand." Guoan only stretched out one hand, turned his head to the side, closed his eyes, and slapped the ring ruler in his hand on the palm of his hand. Guozhi stood aside and watched his brother palm, his mouth cracked and his teeth clenched. At this time, Guozhi was very unconvinced: "Why did Mr. beat my brother?" Mr. is unfair. ”

The gentleman said: "Because the national security is distracted by reading books and can't recite what I ask, you have to be punished." ”

"It's the disciple's fault for the rule of the country, my brother is very serious in reading, Mr. will punish the disciple."

"What's wrong with you?"

"Sleeping in class is disrespectful to Mr. Sir, the disciple has a question for him. ”

The gentleman looked at Guozhi, and only then did he have a smile on his face, and slowly walked up to sit down, and said, "If you have any questions, just ask." ”

"Sir, can Xi Wen be chivalrous? Can it save all peoples from fire and water? ”

"Guozhi, Guoan, you sit down," at this time, Mr. may be thinking, Guozhi is a benevolent and righteous child, dare to admit mistakes and dare to take responsibility, if a little training, coupled with his talent and intelligence, he will become a great talent in the future, so Mr. has always maintained a smile on his face, and he is very kind to face Guozhi, and said: "The master read Zhou Yi in his old age, wrote the Spring and Autumn Period, taught the world to be sensible, to know the rise and fall, and to spread benevolence and righteousness." The benevolent love others, you will be the government in the future, love the people of the world, and relieve the people from hanging upside down, which is much broader than your chivalrous righteousness. Guozhi, do you understand? ”

The disciple understood, the disciple knew that he was wrong, the disciple accepted the punishment, and when the punishment was copied, he copied the "Book of Rites, Qu Li" ten times. ”

"Well, Guozhi has grown up and is sensible, and Mr. is very pleased."

However, Guoan was stunned for a long time, and then buried himself in hard reading, but he didn't know the gist. The gentleman looked at Guoan and shook his head, holding the book on the desk to read.

Guozhi sat alone in front of the window and copied the "Book of Rites", showing two small heads on the high wall, and shouted: "Guozhi, Guozhi," Guozhi still buried his head in copying, and did not respond, maybe he was too engrossed, and he didn't care much about the things next to him. Then he threw a stone and hit his little head, and Guozhi said "oops": "Who is beating me?" Who's beating me? ”

"The rule of the country, the rule of the country, is us."

Then Guozhi looked at the top of the high wall, and said with a smile: "It's steamed buns and dog babies," and he climbed over the window excitedly, climbed up the high wall and said: "Steamed buns, dog babies, how did you get in?" ”

"Don't worry about how we got in, we have our own skills," After finishing speaking, the three children laughed a few times, and the dog baby said: "Guozhi, let's go out to play, it's good to play outside." ”

"What's there to do out there."

"There are a lot of good things to do in Chengdu, do you want to go?"

Guozhi was silent for a long time, and said very depressedly: "I can't go out with you, Mr. is punishing me for copying books." ”

"I'll be back in a while, and I won't hinder you from copying books."

"Okay, I'll be back in a moment," Kuniji pondered again for a long time, and then said with certainty.