There was a man in the room, in his thirties, shaking his head and holding a book and reciting to himself, and several people entered the room and said in unison: "Senior brother is early." Lu Yunzhi also followed.

The man didn't turn his head, looked at the group, and then saluted back, "Senior brother, morning." Then he looked at Lu Yunzhi and asked, "This little junior brother, can you read and write?" Have you ever read a book? Lu Yunzhi nodded and replied, "Literate, skimmed some books." The man said again: "I am your eighth senior brother, my name is Duan Yutang, your name is Lu Yunzhi, right?" From today onwards, you will follow me to study all kinds of books, although these books have no necessary connection with the skills of our heaven, earth and people, but reading more books can enhance understanding, so as to better study the secret art of heaven, earth and man, and can also make people calm and more intelligent to deal with everything, you hurry up and sit down, and I will start lecturing when the people have arrived. Lu Yunzhi found an empty table and sat down, and glanced at the room to see that there were more than a dozen and a half children in the room, all wearing the same cyan clothes as himself. Lu Yunzhi looked up at Duan Yutang, the eighth senior brother standing in front of him, this person was of medium stature, although he looked featureless, but his eyebrows revealed a hint of bookish air, and the overall feeling of giving others was a little old-fashioned and wooden.

Lao Baduan Yutang put down the book in his hand and said, "Lu Yunzhi, you can ask me if you don't understand the "Book of Songs" first if you don't understand the words or don't know the words." The rest of the people randomly inspected and recited the "Book of Songs", and you came first. Lu Yunzhi picked up a book of poetry on the table and flipped it up, the four books and the five classics have been ripe with rolling melons, when I was a child, I read through these books at home, and then on the way to escape the famine, I also memorized the five classics of rolling melons, if it wasn't really overwhelmed, I wouldn't throw away these books, at this moment I saw the book like a hungry wolf pounced on food, opened the book and read, familiar sentences came into view, I read silently, this reading feeling is surprisingly good.

Qu Xiangtian paused a little to finish the questions raised by Duan Yutang, and then Duan Yutang spot-checked a few more people, some of them answered fluently, and some of them stumbled, for different answers, naturally there were different treatments, especially when there were already two teenagers standing in the corner of the wall who couldn't carry their backs. "Fang Qingze, the peach is dying, scorching its bloom, what's behind?" Duan Yutang asked. Fang Qingze stood up a little nervously, then said "um" twice, then lowered his head and stopped talking. Duan Yutang sighed, let Fang Qingze stand in the corner, and turned his head to ask the thin monkey sitting next to Fang Qingze: "You come, Wu Hao." Wu Hao held his head high, shook his head and repeated "The peach is dying, scorching its glory..... The son of Yu Guiyi ..... his room, "Sure enough, it was not out of the army, as expected, Duan Yutang closed his eyes and shook his head as soon as he heard that the thin monkey Wu Hao took it, but saw that Wu Hao looked at the palm of his hand for a while, and looked at the top of his arm for a while, which was clearly full of cheat sheets. "The peach is dying, its leaves are blooming, and the son is home, and it is suitable for his family." Wu Hao breathed a long sigh of relief after reciting a few words, and with a relieved expression, he grimaced at Fang Qingze, who was standing in the corner and was punished.

Fang Qingze looked depressed, crying and sighing helplessly, but then he laughed, he heard Duan Yutang, the eighth senior brother with his eyes closed, say: "Very good, very good, the three classmates who didn't carry it just now know it, and they don't know it because they don't know it." On the other hand, Wu Hao, but he is shameless and cheating, he should be punished, Wu Hao, I will punish you for copying the "Book of Songs" again, and hand it over to me tomorrow morning class. These three who have not memorized it must also be ashamed and brave, work harder, and I will ask you again tomorrow. After speaking, he no longer looked at Wu Hao, who opened his mouth wide and looked shocked, turned around and walked forward, Wu Hao muttered: "Oh my God, when will it have to be copied, how many words are there in the Book of Songs." ”

Duan Yutang ignored Wu Hao, and Lu Yunzhi whispered: "A total of 39,224 words, if you have 12,000 words in one hour, you can write it in more than three hours." Duan Yutang suddenly stood up, turned his head to Lu Yunzhi and said, "How do you know that there are so many words?" Lu Yunzhi trembled a little when he heard Duan Yutang's voice, thinking that the eighth senior brother was angry, so he no longer dared to speak. Duan Yutang paced in front of Lu Yunzhi and recited: "The order of Weitian, Yu Mu is endless, and Yunzhi continues the next sentence." "It's not obvious, the virtue of King Wen is pure......" Lu Yunzhi recited. Duan Yutang nodded while his eyes were shining and asked again: "The fluttering one, carry the flight and stop, gather in the bud, and continue the next sentence." "The king is in a hurry, and he will not be a general." Lu Yunzhi's answer was like a stream.

Duan Yutang turned around in place and shouted, "Okay, okay, Lu Yunzhi, you can read through the Book of Songs and other documents in the Four Books and Five Classics." Lu Yunzhi can come to the spirit, after all, it is the heart of a child who heard others ask him to read, and remembered the days when he used to study, he couldn't help but hold his head high and replied: "Senior brother is not talented, read through the Book of Songs, and I also know a little about other books." He is more proficient in the eight-strand style and Zhu Xi's thoughts. Duan Yutang nodded and praised him at first, but when he heard Baguwen and Zhu Xi's thoughts, his face turned gloomy, and he said, "What's the matter with reading?" ”

Lu Yunzhi replied: "Know history, know shame, and know the truth of the world." Duan Yutang nodded, no longer a nerd look, and praised: "Okay, you have such an awareness, it should be a material that can be created, but the eight strands of literature are the dross that restricts thoughts, and it is not advisable, Zhu Xi is even more of a hypocrite who is full of benevolence, righteousness and morality behind the ashes (picking up ashes refers to the ugly things between fathers-in-law and daughters-in-law), reading hypocrites' books is not as free and easy as reading real villains' books." Lu Yunzhi nodded, it did make sense, but the education he received since he was a child made him unable to fully understand it for a while, but he heard Duan Yutang say to himself: "The style of literature in the Qin and Han dynasties, and poetry from the body of the Tang Dynasty, this is the right way." Then after praising Lu Yunzhi a few words, he began to let them read and write by themselves. An hour later, the class was dismissed, and the original of "The Mean" to be taught tomorrow was announced, so that everyone could review it in advance.

After this group of schoolchildren heard the order to end class, they all got up and bowed to send off the eighth senior brother, and after Duan Yutang left, they also walked out of the Sage Hall. Lu Yunzhi asked Qu Xiangtian: "Brother Qu, where are we going next?" Qu Xiangtian shook his hands, and replied twice: "Go to the fifth senior brother's class." Although Fang Qingze was obese, he also ran in front of him and shouted, "Hurry up, you will be punished if you go late." The thin monkey Wu Hao muttered: "What should I do, I have to copy death, I have to copy death or something." Suddenly hearing what Qu Xiangtian said, the fifth senior brother, a spirit shivered and ran with Fang Qingze, saying as he ran: "Today is considered dead, my hand is swollen for a while, how can I copy so many words, it's over..."

How scary is the fifth senior brother? Lu Yunzhi also had a little worry in his heart.