Chapter 24: Beauty Under the Moon

When Zhang Fan came out of the room for dinner, Mo'er kept staring at him with an eye like an alien, so Zhang Fan also turned around and stared at her intently.

"Why do you think of me like that?"

Zhang Fan smiled evilly: "If you don't look at me, how do you know I'm looking at you?" ā€

Mo'er glanced at him, and couldn't help asking: "Alas, let me ask you something, didn't you know how to shoot arrows a few days ago?" Why did you suddenly become so powerful, is there a trick? ā€

Zhang Fan brought back such a beautiful bow in the afternoon, of course the curious Mo'er wanted to ask, so Hou Sanbao added fuel and vinegar to today's matter, Mo'er held back for a long time, and finally found an opportunity to ask him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Yes." Zhang Fan nodded.

"Really? Can you tell me? ā€

"Yes!"

"Really? Say it! Mo'er pricked up her ears.

"No problem, you listen to me...... The ancestral training of the Zhang family will never be passed on, but what about it...... If I suffer a little loss and marry you as a little wife, then you will not be an outsider. I can tell you the trick too. ā€

Zhang Fan's thin lips curled slightly, seductive and infinite reverie.

"Phew, you're beautiful!" Mo'er pushed him away and ran out red-faced, leaving Zhang Fan to look at her graceful back and laugh proudly......

The sun set, the red glow filled the sky, Zhang Fan on the podium fell to wake up and began to tell the story: ""The Golden Vase Plum" has come to an end, today I will tell you another story, about the story of the heroes of the green forest, everyone said, okay? ā€

"Good!"

"Changed the story?"

"Sizhai is going to tell us a new story?"

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In the past, some people looked down on Zhang Fan, because they felt that he was powerless, too weak, and not worthy of being a cottage leader at all.

However, since he defeated Wei Yong in archery in the school field during the day, his prestige has risen several steps. can be civil and martial, such a person is not a commander, who is qualified to be a commander? Now the number of people who come to see him has almost doubled.

Zhang Fan cleared his throat and recited the poem as usual: The silk chicken man reported the dawn, and the Shangyi Fang entered Cuiyunqiu. The palace was opened in nine days, and all the nations were crowned with crowns.

Then start reading the text:

It is said that the Son of Heaven of the Great Song Dynasty Renzong was in power, and at three o'clock on the third day of March 3 in the third year of Jiayou, the Son of Heaven sat in the Purple Mourning Hall and was congratulated by hundreds of officials. But see:

Xiangyun Lost Phoenix Pavilion, Ruiqi Cover Dragon Tower. Smoke and willow basket flags, with dew palace flowers to welcome the sword halberd. In the shadow of heavenly fragrance, jade swallows beads and gathers Danqi; In the sound of fairy music, embroidered jackets and brocade clothes help the royal driver. Pearl curtain roll, cash on the golden palace; The phoenix feathers fanned open, and the treasure stopped in front of the white king's steps. The faint whip sounded three times, and the layers of civil and military were in unison.

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Today, Zhang Fan was in a happy mood and said a little more, from the wedge "Zhang Tianshi prayed for the plague, Hong Taiwei mistakenly walked away from the demon", and until he finished the third "Zhao Yuanwai rebuilt Wenshu Monastery, Lu Zhishen made a big fuss on Wutai Mountain" before stopping, and there was warm applause and cheers below.

Zhang Fan didn't expect "Water Margin" to be so popular, but it's not surprising, after all, the sense of substitution is relatively strong.

First, the protagonists of the story are all reckless and green heroes, and they have something in common with everyone. Second, the background of today's situation is somewhat similar to that in the Water Margin, the emperor is mediocre, the eunuchs are in power, and the people are not happy, so that the smoke is everywhere...... Maybe these are these two reasons, so they resonate so much!

As one of the four famous works in ancient times, "Water Margin" has no doubt about its literary value and historical status, but why didn't Zhang Fan choose the other three, but chose this one to tell everyone, he also has his own little abacus.

The central idea of "Water Margin" is to expose and criticize corrupt politics and the rule of corrupt officials, and to understand and sympathize with the peasant uprising.

The author, Shi Nai'an, lived in the Yuan Dynasty, ruled the Han people by a foreign race, and he did not like that government, and hoped that the society would be as chaotic as possible, so that the people would rise up and rebel.

This is why "Water Margin" advocates that "those who can kill people are heroes; The real reason why the good killer is the hero".

Therefore, Shi Nai'an's own positioning of "Water Margin" is a "national inspirational book", calling for "the strength of the whole people" and "gathering the strength of the whole people" to resist this powerful government ruled by foreign races.

Therefore, his "position" is on the side of the "rebels". Therefore, Chao Gai and others attempted to rob, which he called "Juyi"; Zhu Tong bent the law for personal gain and let go of the robber Chao Gai, which he called "righteous interpretation"; The gangsters went to Liangshan and robbed them, but he said that he was "doing the right thing for heaven"!

At present, the time has not yet come, and Zhang Fan has no intention of revealing the uprising, but it does not prevent him from instilling this sign in the cottage people, the subtle power is terrifying, once the time is ripe, the spark can ignite the prairie ......

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The full moon of the fifteenth is like a snowball, embedded in the inky blue night sky, which looks particularly bright.

Mo'er specially steamed a small snack, and the three of them sat in the courtyard to admire the moon, because there were other people living in the courtyard, and no one from the foot trainer took off the scarf, which made Zhang Fan a little regretful.

"Why does Childe look at me?" The voice of the foot trainer is like a jade bead rolling down the silver plate.

Zi said, looking at the mountains upstairs, looking at the snow at the head of the city, looking at the moon in front of the lamp, looking at the xia in the boat, and looking at the beauties under the moon, there is no fun. The ancients are honest and do not deceive the remnant! ā€

Gentle with a wicked smile, as if the whole world melted into his tenderness. The bridge of his nose was straight and his thin lips seemed to be hooked with a smile, and the spring breeze and elegance all surrounded him.

For a moment, the step trainer was a little distracted, but he immediately covered his lips and laughed. Mo'er crossed her eyebrows and said coldly:

"Hmph, Dengzi, Sage Kong wouldn't say such a thing, you must have made it up!"

"Made, flirt with my sister if you don't agree with each other!"

"I despise you, I didn't expect you to be such a fourth master."

"Let go of that girl and let me come!"

"Call FFF regiments, air raid sirens, burn them."

"I smell the sour smell of love......"

"I don't read much, don't lie to me. Isn't this from Lin Yutang's "The Art of Living"? ā€

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Zhang Fan deliberately raised the bar with her: "Have you ever seen Confucius?" How do you know that Confucius didn't say this? ā€

Mo'er said proudly: "Hmph, although I haven't seen Confucius, but I have memorized the whole Analects like a stream!" ā€

I heard that the real scholarly family, even the next person has been edified, and he is coarse and coarse. I didn't expect to meet one at this point, presumably the two grew up together since childhood, and Mo'er was also influenced by the foot trainer.

"Okay, then I'll test you, do you dare?"

"Hmph, let the horses come." Mo'er is very confident.

"Listen, may I ask who wrote the Analects?"

"Hmph, the Analects were compiled by Confucius's disciples and followers after his death through recollection, collection, arrangement, and compilation."

Mo'er looked at him defiantly, and her big eyes seemed to say:

It's so simple and you still want to fool me? Do you think I'll say, it was written by Confucius?

The barrage is also interesting:

"Oh my God, wasn't the Analects written by Confucius?"

"It turned out that it wasn't written by Confucius? It's up! ā€

"Your Chinese teacher died so early!"

"I just learned today that I've been confused for twenty years."

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