In the early spring, the cold wind was still blowing, and Li Zisheng hung his wrist by the river to contact calligraphy for about half an hour, the sky was already bright, and Li Zisheng's little face was also a little red from the cold. Looking at the hour, he packed up his clothes and returned to his dormitory.

Most of the students in the academy are children of wealthy families, so the canteen opens a little later.

According to the rules that our country has adhered to since ancient times, the public family manages the rice, the stove is large and the stove is small, and there are many dishes and few dishes, which is divided by money and status.

Even the small academy of Huile Academy is like this.

The dining hall is divided into three sections.

This is not according to the way of Wencai, Wucai and Genius Hall, but everyone shares.

First of all, the worst part is the civilian area, this part is all poor children in the genius hall, Li Zisheng and his cousin Wang Qianlang belong to this civilian area.

This second part is the rich gentry area, which is the dining place of the rich and noble, and this last part is the area where the children of the powerful are concentrated.

"Cousin, cousin, hurry up, I've already taken the meal." Wang Qianlang's voice echoed in the dining hall.

Wang Qianlang was already tall, and even his voice was very loud, and Li Zisheng had just walked to the door when he heard his cousin's voice.

Of course, except for Li Zisheng, the rest of the people in the canteen naturally heard Wang Qianlang's shout.

Li Zisheng hurriedly found his cousin and sat there.

"Cousin."

"Cousin, why did you come, in the evening, the food is cold." Wang Qianlang urged loudly.

Li Zisheng looked at Wang Qianlang and listened to his loud voice, which was also a black line.

Li Zisheng was holding chopsticks and eating side dishes, while Wang Qianlang on the other side was still talking about what he had learned.

Wucai Pavilion, poems, books, rituals and music involve relatively few parts, focusing on the art of war, cavalry and archery, etc., especially the Tang Dynasty is the upper state of the Celestial Empire, and the deterrence of all countries is not only based on strong economic strength, but also on a strong army.

And learning martial arts and strengthening the body is also a compulsory course for every person in the Tang Dynasty, and when you enter the martial arts hall, you will practice three nines in winter and three dogs in summer, and you will not give up at all, because martial artists can only be excellent if they study hard and practice hard.

Li Zisheng also agrees with this very much, whether it is a literary talent or a martial artist, if he does not study hard, he will definitely not get any good fruits in the end.

Li Zisheng listened and ate at the same time, his cousin really talked too much, and he talked endlessly, but one thing is that his cousin is really talented in this area, and he almost doesn't know anything about poetry and songs, but when it comes to the art of war, it can be said that he is like a treasure.

I also know more clearly about all kinds of troop arrangements and most of the large and small battles in ancient and modern times, but my eldest cousin is now a junior general in the army, and his uncle's family is also well-off, and he has bought a lot of ancient books and documents in this area since he was a child.

"You are Li Zisheng, the sour and smelly Li Zisheng who wrote it?"

Li Zisheng looked up, and a relatively strong man stood in front of the dining table, followed by a few small dog legs.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and this sentence is really not wrong at all.

I wrote Jin Se, and I already expected this, I originally lived in a simple place, just to weaken the effect, but at this moment, it is obvious that someone is starting to deliberately find fault.

According to Li Zisheng's own guess, these people on the other side must have a good relationship with Yan Ziqing, so they will come to trouble him.

At present, the person who has a direct grudge against him is none other than this Yan Ziqing, or Zhang Shuling hinted at his Kong Zhichong and the director of the academy, the latter two are the senior management of the academy, so naturally they will not deliberately make things difficult for themselves in this kind of matter, so in general, only Yan Ziqing is the only one.

Li Zisheng naturally saw through it and didn't say anything, just smiled, stood up, and politely replied to the person opposite, after all, people can't be like dogs.

"Well, Xiaosheng Li Zisheng, I don't know who you are?" Li Zisheng didn't get angry at all, and answered the person opposite with a smile. But Wang Qianlang on the side was not like Li Zisheng, he couldn't help it, and was about to burst out, but he was directly held down by Li Zisheng.

"Young Master Ben went to Yihong Mansion today, and saw that Chunling's room was relatively monotonous, so let's write ten or eight couplets for Chunling, and I'll pick one for her to bring over. Hurry up, I'm going to the Red House in the afternoon. ”

The sturdy man looked at Li Zisheng contemptuously, turned around directly after speaking, and did not look at Li Zisheng at all, but began to discuss the girl leaning on the Red Mansion with a few doglegs in the back.

Wang Qianlang is young, an upright and hot-blooded man, this kind of stimulation can't stand it, although Wang Qianlang is a martial artist, but insulting his cousin is insulting himself.

The literati of the Tang Dynasty liked the place of wind and moon, and its beautiful name was called the wind and snow moon, so many literary meetings were held in this kind of place, and occasional gatherings were also chosen in this kind of place.

But if it is for no reason, like this person, letting the fireworks woman write poems can be said to be a way to insult the literati, especially in his words just now, there is no concealment of Li Zisheng's belittlement. Directly call the poem of Jinse a sour poem.

Wang Qianlang immediately took away Li Zisheng's blocked hand, slapped the table, opened his eyes angrily, and looked at the person in front of him angrily.

"What are you doing?" Wang Qianlang was extremely angry at this time, his face became a little red, and he stared at this strong man.

"Shout, what's not interesting about this?" The sturdy man looked at Wang Qianlang with interest, I'm afraid that you won't take the bait.

"Young master, no, no, I'm scared, this person has such a loud voice, no, my heart is gone, scared, scared." A dog-legged man behind the stout man was about to lie down.

The sturdy man was also quick-eyed, and quickly supported the dog leg behind him.

"Little Er, Little Er, how are you?" The stout man looked like he was obviously looking for fault, pretending to care about the dogleg behind him.

"You guy, you're really reckless, you don't know that my subordinates have heart disease, this time you frightened my subordinates, you think it's better, come on, call me." The strong man looked at Wang Qianlang and Li Zisheng unkindly.

directly ordered a few doglegs in the back to step forward and beat the two of them.

The people around obviously noticed what was happening in this place, and they all chose to avoid it, after all, the power of this strong man's father was still relatively difficult to provoke in Huile County.

And those who are higher than their status obviously don't want to care, they all want to see Li Zisheng's liveliness.

Li Zisheng looked at the few people who were about to come up, but his face still did not change, and the strong man saw Li Zisheng's expression at this time, and he was very disgusted, and he hated this kind of person who pretended to be calm the most, so he began to urge his subordinates to go up and beat the two.