No matter how much strife there is outside the Han Dynasty, this land is extraordinarily peaceful.

In April, Chang'an City has sunshine and warmth, fresh air and pleasant scenery.

The Second Emperor Wenjing pursued the rule of inaction, economy and simplicity, and did not build civil engineering. The palace is slightly old, and the leaves on both sides of the road have been covered with a layer of frost, and the frost leaves give people a sense of the beauty of the ancient city, which carries the grandeur of the Han Dynasty.

After eating the morning food and taking a break, today is the day of the class, and I want to go to the temple to take classes.

On the way, Han Yan couldn't help but stroke his waist-length hair back along his sideburns, he was used to his inch hair, this hairstyle was terrible, after being repaired by the "Compendium of Materia Medica", he had to ask Liu Che everything he didn't understand, "Can I cut my hair, it's too much of a hindrance." ”

"Huh?" Liu Che was puzzled for a moment, aren't you IQ weaker again? "People's hair and skin, parents who receive it, cutting hair is cutting life, disobey the ancestors, beware of the bow Gaohou from the fiefdom to destroy you."

“……”

The temple is simple, with four tables and futons, and kneeling and sitting in class.

Wei Juan has a thin face, and he knows that he is a bland, and he is worshiped by Emperor Jing of the Han Dynasty as the prince and concubine, and he is also the imperial doctor, and he is a popular man of the Han Dynasty.

Seeing that the two of them were late, they didn't reprimand when they were late, but just put down the Confucian classics in their hands, and waited for the two of them to take their seats before saying: "I am three times a day, and I am probably teaching too boring to make you two often late." ”

After a pause, he glanced at the two of them, and then said, "In that case, let's take it easy today, write a poem for me, and test the knowledge of the two of you." ”

"Writing a rhetoric?" Liu Che looked embarrassed, I am not Sima Xiangru, I can write fart Fu.

Wei Juan saw that he was deflated, with a smile in his eyes, watching the old man knock you quietly, child, you are still far away, dare to be late with me?

Hearing that he was going to make a resignation, Han Yan was also stunned, the Han has no poems, only resignations, and the teacher didn't teach this when he was in school, what can I do?

Both brothers were embarrassed, so they writhed on the futon.

Liu Che's upper body was lying on the table of the four plans, holding a knife and pen for a long time, but he didn't do it for a long time, he didn't have any goods in his stomach, and he couldn't carve it.

This is not the first time Han Yan has seen knives, pens and bamboo slips, and he has used the master who carved words on the coffin board before, but his skills are not deep, and he will be able to use them.

After thinking about it for a long time, or pirate a poem by Li Bai to shock the world?

But forget it after thinking about it, the Han Dynasty has no poetry, and the edge is not good, the Ming Empire should have it, but I don't dare to write it here, what if I am considered a spy?

Let's just come to an easy-to-understand song.

Crookedly carved on the bamboo slips, and it is not clear whether Wei Juan recognizes the simplified characters of later generations......

Seeing him write and engrave, Wei Juan was surprised, glanced at Liu Che, and motioned to you with his eyes, you, the crown prince, are not as good as accompanying you.

Half a salary, and when Han Yan stopped writing, Wei Juan said: "Han Yan, read to me the words you wrote." ”

"Huh? This ......" Han looked embarrassed.

"Having trouble?" Wei Wan asked.

"......" Han Yan hesitated for a moment and said, "No." ”

"Then read it and listen to it."

"Okay." Classmate Han cleared his throat, picked up the bamboo slip with his left and right hands, and read aloud affectionately:

"Ahh My mom is as beautiful as a flower. ”

"Oh! My dad was ugly as mud. ”

"Huh! Why does mom love dad so much? ”

"Hey. Because flowers can't be without mud! ”

Wei Wan was dumbfounded, and his upper and lower teeth trembled.

Liu Che burst out laughing "poof", his fingertips trembled and pointed at Han Yan, and he leaned back and smiled backwards, you kid, you kid...... Yes, you kid.

"Hahaha......" The joyful laughter resounded throughout the temple.

Han Yan touched the back of his head shyly, a little complacent.

Who knew that Wei Juan suddenly trembled with anger, and was furious, picked up the ring ruler and knocked on the edge of the table heavily, and shouted loudly: "Presumptuous, criminal Han Yan, how dare you insult your parents so much, even if they are no longer alive, but where is your filial piety?" ”

"......" classmate Han was stunned.

When his thinking was sluggish, he saw Wei Juan kneeling on the futon, holding the ring ruler in both hands, and said with a solemn face: "The Confucian sage is above, and the disciple Wei Juan has no way to teach, and if he is guilty, he will receive the ring ruler three times first." ”

I can't help but say.

pia~,pia~,pia~ gritted his teeth and gave himself three feet first, which was a real beating.

Han Yan was dumbfounded, I'm not filial, do you make your own wool?

Thinking so, he saw that Wei Juan had finished beating himself, the palm of his left hand was red and swollen, he clenched his fists, and suddenly got up and pointed at Han Yan with a ring ruler and shouted: "The criminals still don't kneel?" Insulting your deceased father, rebellious, entertaining your deceased mother, feeding the wolf with filial piety, and receiving twenty lashes from the ring, can you be convinced? ”

Han Yan was speechless for a moment, intimidated by Wei Juan's momentum, and knelt down honestly, seeing the teaching methods of the ancients for the first time...... Quite fierce.

In fact, I don't think I care, you are holding a rolling pin as a flute to blow - solid and eyeless!

The ancients were really loyal.

Seeing that Han Yan was about to stretch out his hand to take the ring ruler, Liu Che was a little anxious.

The two worshipped the handle, and the brother was angry in his heart, and said that if there is a difficulty, it is not good to see death and not save it.

"Teacher, you can't beat it." Liu Che knelt down next to Han Yan in a panic and stretched out his hand to stop the ring ruler.

"Huh?" The crown prince pleaded, Wei Juan hesitated, and the ring ruler that was about to wave quickly stopped, and he also knelt down with a puff, the prince was noble, he couldn't afford this big gift, so he knelt down and asked, "Why can't you fight?" ”

Liu Che gritted his teeth and said: "Teacher, the two of us bowed to each other and said that we would share difficulties, as the eldest brother, how could I sit idly by and ignore the second brother suffering?" ”

"......" Wei Wan opened his mouth, wanting to say something but couldn't say it.

After a long time, probably discouraged, the left hand that was beaten red stretched out again, and the ring ruler was held high: "Since this is the case...... Gaozu is on top, Wei Juan did not fulfill the responsibility of the prince and the prince, guilty, His Royal Highness the prince is the prince of the country, and he will be honored in the future, and the ministers dare not hit the prince, so they can only accept it on behalf of the prince. ”

When the words fell, I couldn't help but say that I was going to hit myself again.

This scene made Han Yan full of shame...... The Confucian policy of education is very powerful.