How long does it take to read a thin copy of The Analects of Justice?

Even with the Analects itself and Mr. Du's annotations, such a book will never exceed 100,000 words. If it is a novel, Zhang Yue will only need two hours at most to get it all done, but this is an ancient text, an ancient text with traditional Chinese characters arranged vertically, and he not only needs to read it, but also needs to memorize it thoroughly. So, for a whole month, he struggled with the book.

In the school, Zhang Yue took off the title of medicine jar, but he had a reputation for not learning and not knowing.

Mr. Du is not the only teacher in the Zhang family, he is only responsible for teaching the Analects, and does not care about anything else, and the few old scholars in charge of the rest of the courses do not know whether they are dissatisfied with the students' refusal to listen to the lectures, or dissatisfied with their own treatment, and they all point the finger at Zhang Yue, a student who sits alone in the first row.

After all, the other two members of the Zhang family are "sick" at home, and there is only one of them in the entire Zhang family who can be regarded as a positive branch, how can they be worthy of their duties if they don't keep an eye on it?

Poor Zhang Yue has just started to pick up the Analects, let alone any poems, books, and etiquette, and he has been hit every day, so he finally understands that there is definitely something more terrible in this world than mathematics, physics, chemistry, and English.

This day was the day before the monthly exam, and the class was attended by an old Xiucai, who shook his head and also took a whole day of classes, he closed the book in his hand as usual, and his eyes turned around the faces of all the students in the classroom, and finally lived up to expectations and fixed his eyes on Zhang Yue.

"Zhang Yue, "The Second Rite of the Book of Rites", you recite it to me."

"Sir, the student hasn't memorized it yet."

After many days of school career, Zhang Yue finally experienced it, and when he said this sentence at this moment, his face was full of innocent and ashamed expressions, but he still choked that old Xiucai's face turned blue. Lao Xiucai knocked on the podium a few times with the ring ruler, and said bitterly: "The Xiangfu Zhang family has always been famous for its both civil and military skills, you must know that your uncle is in the middle of the Yuan when he was weak, and now you can't even memorize the etiquette!" Everyone should work harder when they are born......"

Behind is a smug snicker, in front of him is the lesson of the division commander's hatred of iron and steel, Zhang Yue, who is caught in the middle, just lowered his head and bowed his ears, but in essence, he was thinking about how to return the book to Mr. Du later, and how to deal with tomorrow's monthly exam. The latter question has Gu Bin's assurance, and he can barely cope with it; But the former question is a difficult one.

Aside from borrowing him a book, he didn't see anything that Mr. Du looked at him differently. There is still half a month left before the given deadline, and he really doesn't want to disappoint his father, but what does he use to impress a person who is inaccessible?

"Work hard, don't live up to the reputation of the Zhang family!"

Suddenly hearing such an extremely familiar concluding sentence, Zhang Yue hurriedly agreed, and then bent down and sent the long-winded old gentleman out. When he peeked at the shadow of the person and disappeared, he sat down with a long sigh, thinking that Zhang Chao had really made these old gentlemen angry at the beginning, otherwise people would not have sprinkled all their anger on his head.

God knows how many days he's only been to in total, what's the use of staring at him?

The monthly exam is tomorrow, and the students are busy preparing for the famine, and it is not much fun to make fun of Zhang Yue for the same reason, so a group of students, including Qian Jia, a relative of the King of Xin'an, quickly dispersed. Zhang Yue was about to wait for the others to run out to find Mr. Du to return the book, but unexpectedly, Gu Bin, who was still dressed in white, suddenly came over.

"Why didn't you tell Mr. Zhao that you rarely came to the school because of illness before, so you couldn't memorize that etiquette?"

Zhang Yue didn't talk to Gu Bin more than ten sentences in total, and when he took the initiative to talk to him at this time, he actually had the illusion that the sun was hitting the west. After looking at Gu Bin's face for a long time, he spread his hands and said: "If you can't memorize it, you can't memorize it, there is no need to find a reason to prevaricate." Can I also use my poor health as an excuse when I take the exam in the backyard? ”

Gu Bin was dumbfounded by Zhang Yue's words, and was stunned for a moment before walking towards the door without saying a word. Before going out, he suddenly stopped and glanced back at Zhang Yue, and then said thoughtlessly: "You are really different from them." ”

didn't have time to figure out what Gu Bin meant by this, and seeing that the guy was gone, Zhang Yue took out the thin book of "Analects of Justice" from his schoolbag, and ran out of the classroom to the room in the corner. When he found that the door was closed, he went up and knocked lightly, and then made a solemn expression.

The door opened after a short time, and looking at Mr. Du, who was wearing a green robe and holding a dead face, Zhang Yue couldn't associate such a wooden person with a high-ranking person anyway. It's just that after reading the annotations of the book "The Analects of Justice", he did not doubt Mr. Du's talent.

You must know that in order to be able to understand it, he also deliberately went to chew on Zhu Xi's "Annotations on the Analects", and found that it was suspected that Song Lian's annotations were in the same vein as Zhu Zi, and many of Mr. Du's opinions were very different from Zhu Zi, who was a saint of the Ming Dynasty.

Mr. Du casually took the book from Zhang Yue's hand and asked lightly, "Have you finished reading the book?" ”

"Yes, the students have read it all."

Zhang Yue originally thought that Mr. Du would at least let him into the house to talk, but who knew that he was just blocking the gate like this and had no intention of letting him go, so he felt that the original hope was a little less. Sure enough, the next moment, he heard a word that showed no mercy.

"I heard those people say that the poems and books are easy to spring and autumn, even if it is the opening chapter, you can't say it when you recite it?"

"Students really won't."

At this time, Zhang Yue simply let it go, and simply said straight to the point: "Students have been weak and sick since childhood, and they have no heart to study if they want to, and they have not read the Four Books and Five Classics. So now that there is an opportunity, students know that they are greedy and don't chew too much, and they just want to come little by little. For example, in the book "The Analects of Justice" given by Mr., the student just memorized it, and then understood it a little bit later when he had time, so he really didn't have the time or energy to read anything else. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that Mr. Du's eyes seemed to have changed a little, but no matter how he looked at it, the dead face was still a dead face, and it didn't change much. Disappointed, he had to bow deeply, then turned around and walked away quickly, while muttering sorry to his father in his heart. Until he walked out of the school, he didn't hear any sound behind him.

If you add the lesson of that old showman, he has hit a wall for the second time today.

However, as it turned out, the ordeal of the day was far from over. When Zhang Yue stepped into the back door of the Zhang family's mansion, he coincidentally bumped into his eldest uncle Zhang Xin and Zhang Chao Zhang Qi's brothers. Zhang Chao was very enthusiastic when he saw him, and he showed off today's harvest with a smile with a bow and arrow, but after Zhang Xin came up, it was a hard reminder.

"Brother Yue, since you are studying, you have to put more thought into it. Otherwise, if you go to school every day and be ridiculed as not learning and not knowing, then it is better not to go! ”

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