Jiang Yun walked slowly on the bluestone avenue, looking up at the endless sky, and wanted to listen to the rhythm of the Qiang flute.

The sleeves are still a little bit dry, and with a gentle breeze, the breeze is coming slowly, and the coolness is overflowing.

The distance between the academy and the house is not far, a stick of incense is enough to go, students from all directions murmur in, less than the top of the exam that day, just picked up some bookware, talked and laughed with the villagers and walked into the hall under the plaque, stopped, lined up in a line, gathered outside the threshold.

They were dressed in the most neat clothes, even the poor scholar, who wore a set of blue green shirts at the bottom of the box, his face was cleaned, his shoes were polished, his waist was straightened, and he stood outside the door one by one, and kept asking the people around him if their clothes were still stained and wrinkled.

The beginning of etiquette and righteousness lies in the correct appearance, the same color, and the following words.

The teacher did not arrive for a moment, and the students did not dare to be negligent for a moment, let alone show a playful and playful attitude, so they only stood respectfully in place, waiting for the teacher to arrive and dress properly.

After a stick of incense, several people in robes walked from not far away, and the students bowed down one after another to perform a salute.

Seeing that the students still maintained their demeanor, they nodded, smiled silently, and walked in front of the students, straightened their crowns for them, and straightened their robes, meticulously.

Zuo Yingyun walked up to Jiang Yun, straightened his clothes, and smiled at him, "Not bad." ”

Then he walked in front of the students and bowed slightly, "If the master has not returned from his departure to the country, I and these four masters will enroll you in the school." ”

Some of the students looked around and showed a hint of disappointment.

Master, what kind of person is you?

This is a common question buried in the hearts of the 439 students.

Zuo Yingyun took all of these in his eyes and didn't break them, "You have all passed the tests and passed the academy, and you can all be described as dragons and phoenixes among people." ”

"You may feel a little fluttering because you have been praised or because you have become a member of the College. However, there are no similarities or differences between the academy and other academies in Dayan, and you have come here to learn the truth. ”

"Maybe it's for Dayan, or for the ancestors, or for yourself..."Zuo Yingyun said slowly, "After graduating from the academy, some people will choose to enter the court, some people will choose to fight on the battlefield, and some people will choose to go into hiding. ”

"These are not the most important things..."Zuo Yingyun looked at the four hundred and thirty-nine freshmen and paused, "The most important thing is to understand, what is the way of one's own body?" ”

"I hope you can find your own way within five years."

Do students understand?

Confused.

What is the Word? In the book, there are three thousand avenues, the way of Confucius Shengyan Zhou Li to restore the country, the way of Yashengyan Jun Zhou and the people of water, Li Shengyan dreams of butterflies and non-fish, and so on.

What is your own way?

I didn't think much about it, or, I couldn't figure it out.

The tablet of Master Confucius is placed in the front hall in a dignified manner, and there is a portrait on it, depicting the scene of the Tao under the tree.

The students brushed off a little dust from their clothes, clapped their hands, knelt on the ground, kowtowed nine times, and then faced the five masters, kowtowed three times, sent six salutes, put their hands in the basin, washed the front and back once, wiped dry, which means "clean hands".

The staff of the academy presented cinnabar dots and ink, and taught each person to dot a red dot at the center of their eyebrows, which was for "enlightenment".

At this point, the entrance ceremony ended, and all the students bowed to the master, and slowly looked for their seats.

In the main hall of each classroom, there is a teacher's desk in the center, and below is a low table and a number of mats, and there is rice paper on top.

Jiang Yun found his seat, in fact, it was very easy, he was the first, in the front center of the seat, behind him was Beigong Boyu.

Jiang Yun turned around and looked around, familiar people were Beigong Boyu, Chen Yihan, Xuanyuan Ziyu, Zhang Ge and Fang Wenshan, during which there were brocade embroidered clothes, as well as coarse cotton and linen, kneeling on the seat, sorting out the bookware, or grinding the inkstone, and watching it quietly.

A few scrutinizing eyes wandered over him, observing his every move.

Jiang Yun could feel that several of the dozen or so people who were hidden among the freshmen were in this room when he entered the school, but he didn't show any difference in specifics, so he didn't need to pay attention to it for the time being.

Zhang Ge and Fang Wenshan greeted Jiang Yun and smiled, "The first seat of the Siyuan in Lianzhong, Xiaosheng is polite." ”

"Meet your lordship."

The two of them saluted Jiang Yun respectfully, without hesitation.

"Please." Jiang Yun returned the salute to them, and the scene was a lot easier.

Except for Beigong Boyu.

His head was buried on the low table, his body was lying on the mat, his robe could not support his body, and with a snort, a crack was cracked, but he was unaware, his eyes were hollow, and his face was like ashes.

"He...," Zhang Ge walked over, a little surprised, "what's wrong with him?" ”

"The third son of the Beigong family in the past was not like this." Fang Wenshan touched his chin, his eyes were full of doubts, "He was used before."

That violence... When the daughter of the Chen family was educated, it was only a moment before it returned to its original state, and it was alive and well. ”

To say or not to say, that's the question.

After thinking about it, Jiang Yun shook his head, "To unlock the bell, you still have to tie the bell." It will be fine in a few days. ”

Zhang Ge saw that Jiang Yun had some doubts, so he didn't continue to ask, pulled away Fang Wenshan, who was still about to ask about the following, and walked back to his seat.

Chen Yihan sat in front of Jiang Yun, as if she was a different person, wearing a splendid women's dress, her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, her light makeup was soft, her slender jade fingers gently opened the rice paper, twisted up a brush, dipped it in a little ink, and wrote it carefully, showing elegance with one stroke.

He didn't yell at Jiang Yun anymore, or pointed at Beigong Boyu and scolded him as soon as he came up, what he saw in the past is unheard of today.

Xuanyuan Ziyu coiled up his temples, tied the filigree hairpin to his hair, and inadvertently looked at Jiang Yun, his eyes were as calm as water, he smiled slightly, looked away, and there was no more sound.

People are still the same.

Silence, without a word, Jiang Yun knelt on the seat, looked at the statue of Confucius hanging in front of him, spread out the rice paper, accompanied it with a paperweight, took an inkstone, dotted a few drops of water, grinded it carefully, the ink dissolved, the wolf put it aside, held it in his hand, hovered on the inkstone, and it never fell.

When a person walks in from outside the door, the students immediately return to their seats and kneel respectfully at the table.

The man sat at the front of the low table, with his long sleeves swinging, looking around.

"I am Feng Guofang, one of your cave masters, and I will teach you this first lesson."

Jiang Yun was stunned, Feng Guofang? Could it be...

Zhang Ge was in a trance, "There is no Fengmen Pavilion outside the plug?" ”

Feng Guofang waved his hand, "That was decades ago. I'm just a cave master of the academy now, that's all. ”

"Whether it's a family or a poor family, it's just a student of the academy." Feng Guofang stroked his long beard, "I have only one sentence to teach in this lesson." ”

"Self-cultivation governs the country and equalizes the world."