The Zhang family's ethnology is very famous, because there was once a Xie Yuan in this ethnology. Although Xie Yuan is not the champion, it must be known that Emperor Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang thought that all the people he took were some young people after he opened the department in the fifth year of Hongwu, so he did not open the scientific examination again for thirteen years, and did not open the science again until the eighteenth year of Hongwu, so the township test Xie Yuan was also expensive. Now that Xie Yuan, who was born in the Xiangfu Zhang family, is soaring in the court, how can he not envy others?

That's right, that Xie Yuan is the sister-in-law of the Gu family, Zhang Xin, the eldest son of the Xiangfu Zhang family, and now he is the right attendant of the Zhengsanpin Ministry of Industry.

Zhang Yue has been reading books for more than ten years in his previous life, but now he is about to fall into the situation of studying with a group of children, and he has some emotion in his heart. However, Zhang Chao and Zhang Qi, who walked with him all the way, did not have the consciousness of going to school at all, and they were all there to fight all the way, all of them were still thinking about yesterday's competition, and they didn't take reading as a thing at all.

After a long time, the two couldn't fight for a reason, so they simply pulled Zhang Yue and asked him to judge who was good at martial arts, and the shouting almost didn't deaf his ears. It took a long time to get the two guys to stop arguing. But when he could see the blue brick and red tile school from a distance, he was firmly held hostage by the two brothers, one left and one right.

Zhang Qi was anxious, and took the lead in reminding: "Third brother, since you went to the class, you told Mr. that we were both sick!" ”

Zhang Chao is older, and he speaks with a very serious appearance: "It was wrong for the two of us to cause you to fall from the tree last time, but it's useless for you to follow us out, so let's study hard." In short, you fooled our brothers about going to school, and when the time comes, we will share with you any benefits. ”

These two guys...... Skipping class is so rampant? Zhang Yue didn't know what to say, and when he looked closely, the six people who followed the two brothers to class were all sturdy young men in their early twenties, all of them with cross-faced faces, and the posture was not like going to school, but like going to fight. Looking at the two thin scholars behind him, he was suddenly dumbfounded.

Seeing that Zhang Yue just didn't speak, Zhang Chao didn't say much, he patted him on the shoulder with a smile and walked away. Even if there were a few classmates from the clan who came to him, he just talked with his younger brother about where to play today, and he didn't care.

Originally, the Zhang family has been working in the Privy Council since the end of the Yuan Dynasty, and has always sought to start with military merits, which is just incidental. Furthermore, no matter how much you read, how many people can read a knighthood?

It wasn't until the two brothers disappeared from sight that Zhang Yue pinched his fingers and counted, and then he remembered that he had been here only a handful of times. And even if Zhang Chao and Zhang Qi used to go to school with him, often the two of them stayed in the classroom for a while and then disappeared without a trace. Of course, "he" himself is no better, it originally belonged to Zhang Yue's memory, but he didn't write down anything like the Four Books and Five Classics, and it seemed that he was in a daze when he went to school.

There are a total of fifty or sixty students in the Zhang family, with different ages and different progress, so under the age of 12 study in the east courtyard, and over 12 years old in the west courtyard, and the person in charge is a cousin of the Zhang family named Zhang You, who is Zhang Yue's uncle in terms of generation. Standing at the door, he heard Zhang Yue say that Zhang Chao and Zhang Qi's brother were sick and couldn't come, so he nodded without saying a word and let Zhang Yue in, without asking a word.

"That dumb-headed Zhang Xiaosan is here again!"

"Let's bet he'll be able to go to school this time?"

"Three days!"

"What about the last time he insisted on it for a month, and he couldn't die for three days? I'll bet for half a month! ”

Hearing these gibberish voices, Zhang Yue simply thought that he had returned to a modern third-rate school. In his impression that he sat down in the second seat on his left hand in the first row, he glanced left and right, and found that the seat belonging to Zhang Chao and the brothers next to him was empty, not to mention, and the back row was also empty. There were seventy or eighty percent of the people sitting in the first few rows of seats, but except for a few who were sitting upright, the others were there talking and chatting loudly.

At this moment, there is only one thought in his heart - from ancient times to the present, the world is as black as a crow!

Soon, Mr. Du, who was teaching, arrived on time with the sound of stepping on the cloud board, opened the book and began to explain the Analects. Zhang Yue's ears listened, but his eyes couldn't help but glance back and forth, left and right, and saw that only the few young people who had just seen the sitting and sitting were listening to the lecture, and the other students were sleeping and drawing, and there were two arrogant ones chatting there, and the voice was even louder than the gentleman above.

After a moment's distraction, Zhang Yue began to listen attentively. Since he has reached this age, he is likely to try to take the imperial examination, and now he has to work hard. As soon as he listened carefully, he felt that this Mr. Du had two brushes, not only did he not read books at all when he lectured, but he also came with allusions as soon as he opened his mouth, and from time to time interspersed with a few ancient and modern commentaries. The only pity is that like that flat face, this person's voice is also flat and undulating, and it is easy to make people doze off when they listen to it.

Listening to it, he unconsciously followed his previous habits, took a stack of paper and listened to it while picking up important notes, but he hadn't used the brush for many years since junior high school, and he couldn't recognize or write the traditional Chinese characters, so the words written were barely upright, but there were a lot of ghost-like simplified characters in the middle. After listening to the lecture so easily, he actually recorded a stack of paper class notes, and his wrist was so sore that it seemed as if he had been beaten.

Rubbing his wrists before he raised his head, he found that Mr. Du with a flat face was standing in front of him. He was guessing the meaning of this person's intention, but who expected that the inked pieces of paper in front of him had been pulled away. When he saw Mr. Du frowning and looking down one by one, he couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle.

God, more than half of the words there are simplified!

He waited anxiously for a long time, but Mr. Nadu put down the pile of paper and said lightly: "It's good to be able to write these down." However, even if this character is not fully written, it cannot be replaced by these ghost drawings in the future. Words are the foundation of learning, and they should not be neglected. ”

Zhang Yueru was pardoned, and quickly stood up, until Mr. Nadu went out with his hands behind his back, and he breathed a long sigh of relief. At this time, seeing that it was rest time, a group of small scholars waiting outside ran in, some brought tea to the master, some sent snacks to the master, and some rubbed the master's arms and legs, and the noise almost overturned the house.

There were no watches and no wall clocks these days, so Zhang Yue couldn't tell what time it was, and he only felt thirsty. So he drank a breath of tea, ate a piece of jujube cake to fill his stomach, and then sent the two scholars out. As soon as the two obstructors disappeared, there were suddenly three more people in front of him, one of whom swaggered and reached out to pick up a piece of paper from his desk, pretended to look at it and laughed.

"I thought Zhang Xiaosan, how did you grow up, but there were many typos, hahahaha!"

PS: Three chapters will be updated today, making up for yesterday's ...... The day before yesterday, I scrapped the manuscript of 10,000 words, and wept bitterly, but I could only rewrite it if I didn't write it well, alas.

In addition, I came together this morning to delete a book review, and I'm not a super god, but I'm actually involved in the shady, that one is really talented......

I just revised a place.,Thank you for pointing out that the scholar pointed out that the squire of the Qing Dynasty is from the second grade.,The Ming Dynasty is the third grade.......