After school at noon, the little slave brought lunch to Zhang Xiang.

Since Zhang Xiang came here to be a gentleman, every day's lunch was sent by the slave from the Horse Mansion.

Originally, the college had a room for the gentleman to eat.

But the little slave said that it was the princess's meaning, the horse was not in good health, and he was so tired from teaching, so he had to eat more to nourish his body.

Every day she came, she would accompany Zhang Xiang to have lunch, and then talk to him, which was probably the daily affairs of the Horse Mansion.

For example, how did this family do something wrong today and was punished again, and how did the maid make the princess angry and was punished by the princess to do laundry.

It's all trivial anyway.

What Zhang Xiang can tell her is some interesting things that happen to children every day.

When they hear about happiness, the little slaves often laugh out loud.

Usually she doesn't leave until after Zhang Xiang's class in the afternoon.

"Horse, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, these days, the princess is instructing the house to prepare for the Mid-Autumn Festival, some ladies and ladies in Pingzhou also sent a post, inviting the princess to admire the moon, the princess said, this is the first Mid-Autumn Festival after you arrived in Pingzhou, you must pay attention to some. Also, the princess also said that on that day, she will also invite you to admire the moon with those ladies and ladies in Pingzhou. ”

While Zhang Xiang was eating, the little slave was also chattering on the side.

Zhang Xiang just nodded.

He knew that the princess had done it for outsiders to see.

It is to prove that after getting married, she and the colt are a loving couple.

Usually he doesn't have contact with outsiders.

However, as the tax fief of Princess Gaoping, Pingzhou will definitely attend on behalf of the royal family and enjoy the people on such an important festival as the Mid-Autumn Festival.

This kind of thing, the royal relatives in all parts of Southern Chu will take the initiative to do it.

It is to make all the people respect the imperial power.

Nan Chu's control of imperial power is very strong, so it is especially important to look at the royal face.

If there were rumors that she and the colt were at odds after their marriage, it would be very bad.

After eating, Zhang Xiang asked, "By the way, little slave, what day is the beginning of the month today?" ”

"On the tenth day of the eighth month, have you forgotten?" The slave replied.

Zhang Xiang patted his head: "I really forgot, look at my memory, it's only five days before the Mid-Autumn Festival." ”

The little slave nodded: "By the way, donkey, the princess also said that Your Majesty rewarded some palace cakes for people to bring from the capital, and it should arrive in a few days, and on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, let the concubine take some to visit Mr. Su." ”

"Got it." Zhang Xiang nodded.

Then I suddenly thought that I had been in the academy for so long, and I had never seen Su Shaoyuan, a master in the literary world.

On the day he came, he was received by a gentleman named He Yunzhang, saying that he had already received instructions from his teacher.

This He Yunzhang is Su Shaoyuan's student, and he teaches older children.

After the little slave left, in the afternoon, Zhang Xiang continued to teach the children.

In the evening, after the children had finished telling the story and the children were gone, Zhang Xiang got up and took down the books on the bookshelf and cleaned the dust on the bookshelf with a feather duster.

This is what he has to do every day before leaving, and it is also the rule of the academy that He Yunzhang told him.

Readers have a special respect for books.

I was cleaning the bookshelves when I suddenly felt as if someone had walked in.

Zhang Xiang glanced back, it was a girl in white who was about twelve or thirteen years old.

There are many students in the academy, and the age range is basically from children as young as four or five years old to boys and girls as young as thirteen or fourteen.

Zhang Xiang was not surprised, and said while doing his own thing: "It's already out of school, isn't this student leaving?" ”

"Mr. Pony." The girl came over with a grin.

Zhang Xiang said with a smile: "In the academy, I am just a gentleman, and I don't need to bring the word "horse." ”

"Oh, sir." The obedient girl hurriedly changed her words.

Zhang Xiang asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"I love to hear the stories that my husband tells." The girl said.

"How do you know I'm telling stories to students?"

"Because I'm eavesdropping outside the school every day!"

"You're being honest." Zhang Xiang couldn't laugh or cry.

The girl made a look of indifference: "What is there, it is all learning, where to learn, learning everything is the same, but I think listening to Mr.'s story makes me learn more." ”

"Does the gentleman who taught you know?" Zhang Xiang glanced at her.

The girl nodded honestly again: "It was Mr. He who taught me, and he knows." ”

"He doesn't stop you?"

"Don't block it." The girl shook her head.

Zhang Xiang smiled.

Most of the people who can come to Huating Academy to study are the children of high-ranking officials and nobles in Pingzhou, and there are also a few children of merchants, and gentlemen who know the details of some big people generally dare not offend students with this background.

The girl in front of her should belong to this kind of person, so He Yunzhang didn't dare to care.

The girl was also very smart, and she noticed the meaning of Zhang Xiang's smile at a glance, so she explained: "Don't get me wrong, Mr. He said that many of Mr.'s stories have their own truth, if I like to listen to them, he will not stop them." ”

"Really?" Zhang Xiang was surprised.

I didn't expect this He Yunzhang to have a very high evaluation of him!

"Of course."

The girl nodded, and then said while helping Zhang Xiang sort the books back into the bookshelf: "Sir, can I come to your school to listen to your story in the future?" I've been eavesdropping outside for a long time. ”

"If you really like to hear it, then come." Zhang Xiang doesn't care.

"Great, I'll be here later." The girl was overjoyed, and then took the initiative to say, "Sir, the student's name is Su Qianruo, and Mr. can call me Qianruo in the future." ”

"Huh? What is it? ”

As she spoke, the girl had already gotten the last book, and then saw a note pressed on the desk.

She picked it up curiously and looked at it, only to see a poem written on it.

Although the words are written crookedly, you can still see what is written:

"What's the use of being born with me?"

"It's boring to eat, drink and be merry."

"Nothing can be found."

"It's been a dream for twenty years."

After the girl finished reading, she looked at Zhang Xiang in surprise and said, "Sir, is this a poem you wrote?" ”

Zhang Xiang's old face on the side had long been embarrassed.

It was a limerick poem he wrote in the afternoon, which he was bored in the afternoon, based on his current condition.

Before I could deal with it, I was discovered by this girl.

Zhang Xiang coughed: "That's not called poetry." ”

"What's that called?" The girl named Su Qianruo opened her eyes in surprise, in her opinion, this is poetry?

Since she was sensible, she admired the literati who could write poetry, although she couldn't write herself, but every time she heard the poetry works of some literati, she was very yearning.

Zhang Xiang didn't know how to explain it to her, so he had to nod: "It's also called poetry, but it's not a regular poem, it's a limerick poem I wrote randomly." ”

"Is there a difference?" The girl wondered.

"Of course there's a difference, it's not poetry anyway." Zhang Xiang hurriedly explained.

The girl's big eyes rolled for a moment, and she said with a smile, "Sir, can you give me this poem?" ”

"If you like it, take it."

Zhang Xiang waved his hand casually, a limerick poem, what do you want.

"Thank you, sir, then I'll go first, and I'll often come to listen to Mr. tell stories in the future."

Su Qianruo happily saluted Zhang Xiang, and then trotted out.

After packing up the school, Zhang Xiang also left... (Ask for a collection recommendation!) ）