There is a mansion at the foot of the capital, and there are two stone lions outside the door, one female and one male, the left side symbolizes the power of the sky, and the right side symbolizes the continuation of descendants. From the outside, it looks quite magnificent, after all, there are two stone lions there. Whenever someone who has just arrived in the capital from outside passes by, he will secretly think to himself: Maybe it is a corrupt official who lives in this mansion, and this bright stone lion may not be able to loot how much money the people have.

But in fact, the entire capital knows that the people in the mansion are the most honest people in the whole capital and even the entire Yuanqing Empire.

At least, no one has impeached him for corruption.

However, as for whether they dare or not, there is no way to verify.

Not far away, an old man who looked like an old flower farmer was walking slowly towards this mansion, his pace was unhurried, although he seemed to be a little hunchbacked, but this spirit was full of energy. Every step was sonorous and powerful, but the slightly furrowed brow betrayed his mood at the moment.

The old man walked quickly to the entrance of the house and pushed the door open. The pace did not stop, and he rushed straight into the inner courtyard, and after a few steps, he got into the study. He waved his sleeve and picked up his pen to write. But just as he was writing, a voice came from outside the door: "I said you too, after so many years, you still have this temper?"

As the voice searched, there was a woman of about forty outside the door, wearing a light red skirt and carrying a pot of tea. "Let's say, who was impeached by the DPRK and China today and said that you abused your power. The woman in the light red skirt said with a playful expression.

"Who dares to impeach me?" said the old man in a loud voice, "Whoever impeach me, I will be able to make him take off his official uniform in the next second." ”

"Okay, okay, I've been an official for most of my life, this temper is still like this, I really don't know why the first emperor values you so much. The woman placed the teacup on the table and said softly.

When the old man heard the first emperor, he was extremely excited, and then said, "I didn't win it myself?

"Others don't know, don't I know, just because you were a weak scholar back then, you didn't even have the strength to ride a horse, and you still fought on the battlefield?

The old man laughed awkwardly, did not continue the topic, and took a sip of tea. continued: "Madam, I was really angry just now, do you know, the rabbit came with news, saying that the little guy went to Gusuzhou, and I was afraid that something would happen to that kid in our family." ”

"Which little fellow? the crown prince or the second prince? the people on the prince's side should not go over, and the prince is busy studying now, that is the second prince, right?" the woman asked herself.

"Madame is really smart! Well, it's Chengde's little fellow. This kid's temperament has changed greatly because of the events of the past few years, and he used to look so cute when he was a child, but now he has a gloomy temperament. He went to Gusu, and most likely he would pull our family into the water. So—" said the old man with a frown.

The woman sat down, poured herself a cup of tea, drank a cup to moisten her throat, and analyzed: "Of course, Chengde will pull Qiu'er to participate in the chess game together, but Qiu'er has learned the lesson of three years ago, do you think he will easily participate in this troubled water?"

"But what if he has to get involved," the woman muttered to herself.

"Yes, there are some things that I can't help myself. The old man picked up his pen again, as if he remembered something, "It seems that we haven't written to that kid once in three years, and I guess he has a lot of grievances in his heart." Still, I think it's a little early to write. ”

The old man suddenly said in a deep voice: "Whoever writes the first letter first will not be able to hold his breath." ”

My dignified son of Yuanqing Shousuke, can't even endure these tribulations, and won't make people laugh at it?

"Whatever you want, anyway, your father and son are quite stubborn, but I advise you to inform the rabbit and observe the movements of Chengde's side. If something goes wrong, I don't mind if I deal with it. The woman suddenly changed her attitude and said coldly to the old man.

The old man didn't dare to say anything more.

Do you go to deal with it?

It seems like even I have forgotten about this woman next to me.

Twenty years ago, it was the third on the martial arts list.

But how do you look so young? The old man smiled, I have only been a few years old, but I am called an old man by the children outside.

In this world, people are really judged by their appearance.

The old man thought about it, and found that the woman around him had long since disappeared, and it was estimated that she was a little angry. But I've gotten used to it in the past few years, and Mrs. doesn't blame why she was so ruthless to send her only son outside three years ago. Fortunately, Mrs. is sensible, otherwise, it is estimated that I would have been abolished by her.

Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, and even my first assistant is no exception.

It seems that the emperor's scriptures are not easy to read?

The old man laughed when he thought of this, and the pen he was carrying this time finally fell: Send more people to watch over the young master, and if there is a mistake, he will commit suicide in the meditation lake.

Of course, Zhiqiu didn't know the situation at home yet. He bought a few bunches of sugar gourds and ate them while walking on the street, and sometimes he would laugh at himself, how old he was, and he still liked to eat sugar gourds. But after each ridicule, there were a few more strings in my hand.

In addition to pulling me into the game this time, the second prince should also find someone else. But who else in Suzhou is worthy of him to pull into the chess game?

Zhiqiu didn't quite understand, but what he wanted to do now was to take one step at a time.

After all, isn't it as he wrote?

As he walked, Zhiqiu stumbled upon the cabin and saw a few familiar faces. Ji Zhengyi and An Wu both sat upright, and only a few naughty children kept looking around. Mr. Wen on the stage also pretended not to see the children and continued to lecture on his own class.

He heard Mr. Wen say, "Virtue is not lonely, there must be neighbors." It happened that I had heard those old men say this in the palace before, so I became interested and leaned out the window to listen carefully.

"Virtue is not lonely, it means that a moral person will not be lonely. There must be neighbors, which means that there will be like-minded people to be his companions. Mr. Wen then said, "Do you think this sentence makes sense?"

An Wu shrugged his head and lowered his head, thinking in his heart: You can't see me, you can't see me.

Ji Zhengyi didn't straighten his back like An Wu, as usual. His brows furrowed slightly, showing a state of thinking.

And the other children, like the children on Fugui Street, Ma Quan, Zhao Wan and others are still as silent.

After Mr. Wen saw it, he didn't say anything, but looking at this formation, he really didn't know who to order.

Ji Zhengyi is a teenager who loves learning, but it's not good to answer him every time.

An Wu, this kid is actually quite smart, but unfortunately he is not confident enough.

As for Ma Quan's children... It seems that the mind is not the material for learning.

He looked around, with a little emotion in his heart, and just when he was quite entangled, he saw a familiar figure outside the window, but the name couldn't be called, thinking that it was a child from a family who was listening. He simply said loudly to the window: "The young man outside the window, come in and sit and listen, I'm tired of standing outside." ”

Zhiqiu was slightly surprised, and he didn't know that Mr. Wen would actually let him in to listen to the class. But it's also good, his waist is sore when he stands like this, so he trotted in, picked a front row seat for Ji Zhengyi and sat down, and didn't forget to make a grimace at Ji Zhengyi and An Wu who were sitting behind him.

Ji Zhengyi pursed his lips, why did this little Zhiqiu come to the cabin? He is illiterate and can't write, do you still expect him to know Confucian principles? But it's good, there is definitely no harm in studying more.

He said to Zhiqiu: "Study hard, don't say some embarrassing sentences to Mr., especially the cows you usually brag, you must restrain yourself, you know? “

Zhiqiu nodded, smiling.

"This young man, have we met somewhere?" Mr. Wen obviously didn't remember that night, so he asked after Zhiqiu sat down.

I think Mr. Wen's memory is a little worrying, I didn't just see it a few days ago.

However, Zhiqiu still said: "Hello Mr. Wen, my name is Zhiqiu, I am from Yushui Street, we met a few days ago, just that night." ”

Zhiqiu was afraid that Mr. Wen still wouldn't be able to remember, so he added: "Just the person who was in the rain that night, do you remember Mr. Wen?"

Mr. Wen looked suddenly enlightened and said, "Yes, yes, look at my memory." Come on, let's continue the lesson. By the way, did you hear that sentence just now, and how do you think you should understand it?"

"Mr. Wen, Xiao Zhiqiu is illiterate, and it is in vain for you to ask. Ji Zhengyi spoke in a loud voice.

But the teaching gentleman listened to it very harshly, and threw the black umbrella he carried with him to the ground. There was a "bang" sound. Everyone was taken aback, not knowing why Mr. Wen suddenly did this.

"Ji Zhengyi! The lessons I gave you were all in vain? How did I teach you? You shouldn't comment on a person based on your inherent knowledge of others, even if Zhiqiu is illiterate, does the sentence I just said need him to recognize words? I've already told you all the meaning, I just need to say how this sentence should be understood, what's so difficult about it?" Mr. Wen's voice couldn't help but be a little louder.

Even Zhiqiu was a little frightened, usually Ji Zhengyi looked down on him and got used to it, and he didn't think it was anything. I don't know why Mr. Wen is so angry, and I don't know what to do for a while. However, he still made a round for Ji Zhengyi and let him go down the steps, and he said softly: "Mr. Wen, Zhengyi is right, I am indeed illiterate, and it is difficult for me to understand such truths..."

Ji Zheng stared at Zhiqiu with a complicated mind, and didn't speak, just lowered his head.

"It's okay, you can just say your own understanding, and I have some feelings when I heard you say that rain can wash away my heart that night. So from the bottom of my heart, I still think that what you said should still have some truth, so let it go this time. Mr. Wen couldn't help but continue to raise his voice and affirmed Zhiqiu.

"Then in this case, I will be ugly in front of you! I think that the so-called virtue is not lonely, there must be neighbors. That's true in some ways, but it's not true in others. For example, some people used to say that since ancient times, sages and sages have been lonely, and sages can be said to be moral people, so why are they lonely, this is not in conflict with virtue and not lonely? Of course, I am not saying that there are problems with these two sentences, but I think that whether a person is lonely or not, it will be in a specific environment. ”

"But I just said that virtue is not lonely, I think what the Confucian sages want to emphasize is not that virtue is not lonely, but want to say the latter sentence, there must be neighbors. ”

"Even if you are lonely now, even if you are not understood by everyone now, but if you have always been so moral, sooner or later someone will follow you and understand you, so that you will not be so lonely. ”

"But whether you can wait for someone who understands your so-called morality is another matter.

Zhiqiu paused, and then continued: "When I play with everyone, I am not lonely. I went back to the small broken courtyard alone, and when I looked at the moon, I felt lonely. In the same way, a moral person like you, Mr. Wen, must be a little lonely when he is alone, right? So, I think, this sentence is true and incorrect. ”

Mr. Wen was a little distracted when he heard Zhiqiu's words, and he had a lot of thoughts for a while.

Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, draw your sword and look around, and hold an umbrella and build a bridge.

Who dares not to be lonely?

Even if the gentleman's gentleman is just as lonely.