Chapter 8 At the age of 14, he became famous at Yingchuan Public School
In 183 AD, Guo Jia was 14 years old (the ancients used the virtual age to keep time), and this year he was like a small lotus and began to show sharp corners.
Under the blue sky, there are more than 100 students standing neatly, and there are many bookcases placed on the open ground on both sides, and the same pen, ink, paper and inkstone are placed on the desk. They were like birds out of their cages, new and excited, maybe this was not accurate enough, maybe there were a few eagles in it.
Today's teenagers have not only faded away from their youthful appearance and thrived, but also become very knowledgeable, and they are no longer the babies who only knew how to shake their heads and read at the beginning. They are all high-spirited and eager to try, and they all want to win the appreciation of the elders, so that they can make a name for themselves before entering Yingchuan Academy. As the saying goes, "ten years of sharpening a sword, now try the edge". No matter which dynasty it is, it is more important to look at the result than the process. Looking at the high platform, in addition to the familiar teacher and gentleman, there is also an old man in a white robe sitting in the middle, with a high nose and deep eyes, a strange appearance, and a lofty atmosphere. Guo Jia is thinking about it: What kind of immortal Taoist is this? Xun Qing and Chen Qun talked to each other and confirmed that this person was Sima Decao, a strange man from Yingchuan Academy. Many people may not be familiar with this name, but when it comes to the name Mr. Shuijing, Sima Hui, everyone should not be unfamiliar with it. Today, he is sitting here, safely, the young people here will have an unobstructed view in front of him, a strange person who can read people's hearts and see the future.
Seeing the green feather fan in his hand gently shake upward, the elder of Yingchuan Public School immediately stood up and said: "Students, today is your last day in the public school, and it is also a day worthy of everyone's memory. That's all the nonsense, the topic of today's competition is: Within an hour, write your views on the current situation and the future trend of the imperial court, and sit in the prepared venues on the east and west sides from the middle, and the timer begins. ”
Yingchuan Academy dares to put forward such a proposition: In the battle between the party and the government, the resistance of the scholars is still very strong and disciplined. In a word, their psyche has never been crushed, and they are so strong to nurture the next generation.
Literati defend the Tao and abound in history. Besides, in the last years of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the rulers were full of mistakes and had no time to take care of themselves.
The competition of teenagers began from the moment the words of the instructor fell, and the students on the east and west sides began to compete who was first and who was last. The important thing is that after taking a seat, there are all contemplatives, dazed people, and the next writer for a while.
As the hourglass became less and less, Guo Jia, Xun Qing, Chen Qun and others successively stopped at the pen to hand in the papers.
Guo Jia's article goes something like this:
Mencius said that the people are precious, the community is secondary, and the monarch is light. All dynasties have prospered and developed in this way, and only on the basis of putting the people first have the country, and only with the country can there be the so-called king. Now there are people who do not have enough food and clothing. This is undoubtedly the construction of high-rise buildings on soft land. Han Feizi said that the matter is in the Quartet, and it must be in the center; The saint insisted, and the Quartet followed. Nowadays, relatives and eunuchs continue to interfere in politics, coupled with the struggle between the party and the government, and the talent is withering. In the previous day, he was obscene, the officials betrayed the lord, the eight traitors were ignorant, and the honest people stayed away; In the middle of the rampant women and favors, the upright people in the court are far away, the eunuchs are in charge, and the clear people are far away, and the passionate aspirants are mostly harmed or imprisoned, and the faint officials are more unscrupulous to consume the last remaining confidence of the court; In order to survive, the foundation of the country was shaken. Nowadays, the foundation and pillars on which the Han dynasty relied for its survival have been lost. At this time, it is already like a hundred-legged insect that is dead but not stiff, and the illusion of movement will not deceive people for long. Just like Chen Sheng and Wu Guang's generation, there must be a lot of people, and "rising up" is the direction of the bitter people and the trend of the times. The heroes of the world will seize the opportunity of "Han lost its deer", and the chaos in the Central Plains is imminent, but unfortunately many people still turn a blind eye and only know that they are drunk and lying in the court.
Compared with other people's books, Guo Jia is bold and profound, and even some teachers are ashamed of themselves. At that time, there may have been many people who vaguely felt that the world was going to be in chaos. But it is far from being able to see so deeply and thoroughly, and analyze it so clearly, especially the capture of the smallest details and bold speculation, which is poisonous and sharp. After Sima Hui read it, he nodded again and again, and his writing at a young age was indeed very exciting. So much so that other people's works are like the light of fireflies, dim and powerless compared to them. Sima Hui used the divine text as a sacrifice to the sky, burned it, and spread it thousands of miles away. A few strokes of the white beard, the heart said, "Yuan Fang Xingye"! Sima Hui carefully protected Guo Jia.
Except for Xun Qing, many people were surprised how an unknown and lonely person could be so in the limelight. Many teenagers who only see other people's achievements and can't see other people's efforts are talking and expressing dissatisfaction. Xun Qing took the lead in coming to congratulate, and the young Guo Jia, who was just starting to fall in love, found that this girl's paper was a little different, and the mountain pile was cute, as if there was a kind of magic that attracted his eyes, and his cat eyes opened and closed. This scene immediately caused the other teenagers to cast disdainful glances, Guo Jia turned a blind eye to this, and said to Xun Qing with a wicked smile: "Sister Qing, you are becoming more and more beautiful, and you can't do bad things until you commit a crime, you are really a scourge." ”
Chen Qun also wanted to congratulate politely, but when he heard this, he avoided it from a distance, obviously not a person in the team. When Xun Qing heard this in public, her face suddenly turned hot and blushing, and she dropped the sentence "You don't know how to be polite", and ran away. It's different from the last time the two of them were alone. If there is no family identity blessing, I am afraid it will be a different state of mind, just like her mood at the moment, under the red tide is like the sun that pierces the colorful glow in the morning, and the heart of love is rising. That "scourge" is also a different kind of praise from Guo Jia's brother to her.
The venue dispersed, and everyone went back to their own homes to find their own mothers. At this moment, Guo Jia is proud of his life, and he can't wait to run to his mother's house immediately. Not long after galloping, the horse had spare strength, but Guo Jia was deeply tired and slowed down! The melodious sound of the piano wafted in the distance, as if when he was reading, the sound that occasionally floated from outside the courtyard, Guo Jia, who threw away the book, recalled all kinds of Yingchuan Public School. And no longer pay attention, as someone said, success is to give up what should be given up, and focus on what should be focused.
Guo Jia touched the flute or put down his hand, it was better to save some strength and unconsciously accelerate to the Luojia Town Post Station.
Sima Hui's recognition of Guo Jia is not wrong, he also thinks that the world is in chaos and there are enough reasons, but he hides it in his heart. Soon, like Chen Sheng and Wu Guang, the war broke out, it dug the embankment of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and it was only a matter of time before it flooded.