After following Wu Ting to recognize the route where the class hall was located, he entered the school directly.

At this time, there was no concept of a classroom, and the so-called school hall was a large and beamless room, because there were two more windows to let in the light, so it was also called Mingtang.

Maybe Huang Dalang came early in a hurry, but at this time, it seemed that there was no one.

Nowadays, kneeling seats are no longer popular in schools around the world, and students and teachers have low tables and stools to sit on, probably because Huang Dalang's figure is too tall among children of the same age, Wu Ting let him sit in the middle position.

After Huang Dalang sat down, Fu Shou obediently took out the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone from the stationery he was responsible for carrying, and then withdrew, Wu Ting sat down on the teacher's seat, and after the formal ceremony, he began to take the examination to learn the foundation of Huang Dalang's knowledge.

At this time, Huang Dalang also recognized that Wu Ting was also present at the apprenticeship banquet that day, but he didn't dare to be careless, and responded carefully. Wu Ting's examination is also very decent, first the basic Mongolian reading materials such as "Thousand Character Text" (oral recitation and silent writing), then the interpretation of the subset of poems, and then to the "Spring and Autumn" and "Book of Rites" post proofreading, the results obtained are also satisfactory to Wu Ting, in the foundation of Mongolian learning Huang Dalang is probably a perfect score.

As for the more advanced courses, they will only be taught at the county school, who is called the Hongwen Museum is just a private Mongolian school with the best teachers in Huangzhou City, and it is absolutely impossible to do things that are more than necessary.

After the assessment, Wu Ting coughed, and saw more than a dozen children immediately coming in outside the Ming Hall, the oldest may be eleven or two years old, and the youngest should be six or seven years old.

Speaking of which, the parents of the Song Dynasty thought that shaving these hairstyles for their children was beautiful, and thought that children in the age of the total horn should be this kind of head style, that is, no matter how poor the family is, even if they are reluctant to spend money to hire a barber (barber), they will sharpen their own sickles and DIY themselves, almost girls will be over the age of twelve, and boys will begin to grow their hair after they are fifteen years old.

It's Huang Dalang, because the master who has followed him since he was a child doesn't have such a bad taste, so he started to grow his hair early, and he has a good breed and a big size, so he looks like a little adult when he bundles his hair, and now the pestle is in a group of children, and it's strange if he doesn't stand out from the crowd.

But there is no way, after all, Huang Dalang is only thirteen years old, and he must follow the rules, even if the school has an advanced class or an adult class, it is not that he skips a grade if he wants to.

So, Huang Dalang could only be patient and began to read it in the morning with a group of classmates who were also stinking and undry, and the content was the popular "Thousand Character Text".

However, almost halfway through the reading, a chubby adult in a brocade robe slipped in through the door, and then quietly scurried to the last corner of the Ming Hall and sat down.

Because it was the first time to go to school, Huang Dalang, who was curious about everything, naturally wouldn't miss it, and after he saw the appearance of the person who came, he couldn't help but be stunned, this fat man was actually Cao Yanei, who had shouted not long ago that he was going to smash his own foot shop, and saw him move to the last seat in the classroom with a speed and agility that are difficult for normal people to achieve, Huang Dalang was really surprised!

After reading a thousand-word text, it took almost a quarter of an hour to recite it from beginning to end, and Wu Ting, who had been closing his eyes during the morning reading, didn't seem to notice anything more in the classroom after opening his eyes, so he began to call the students one by one to start checking their homework. Those who passed the test were also calm, and those who couldn't pass the test would eat a few bamboo plate stewed meat, but Huang Dalang's new class was really not much stupid, and a few young children stumbled a few times when they endorsed and understood, and most of the others passed the test smoothly in one breath, until Wu Ting called a person named Cao Abao, and the show was not the beginning.

"Cao Abao! Cao Bao! After Wu Ting shouted three times in a row, Cao Yanei, who was hiding at the back of the classroom, had to get up and come to the front, and said, "Mr. is called so-and-so?" ”

Wu Ting looked at him, but said: "Lu Aigong asked Confucius and said: 'The clothes of the master, and his Confucian clothes? ’”

"Huh?" Cao Yanei was stunned for a moment, but he scratched his head, Wu Ting glanced at him again, and named a name called Luo Ziliang, and then a child with two pigtails no more than ten years old got up and replied: "Zi said to him: 'Qiu Shaojulu, the clothes of Fengying, the crown of the Song Dynasty, the crown of Zhangfu. Qiu Wenzhi also: The gentleman's learning is also erudite, and his clothes are also rural; Qiu didn't know Confucianism. ’”

This passage is from the "Book of Rites" and "Confucian Conduct", and the meaning of the content is that Lu Aigong asked Confucius: "The clothes of the gentleman are probably the clothes unique to Confucianism, right?" Confucius replied, "When I was a child, I lived in the country of Lu, and I wore the clothes of the country of Lu; When he grew up and lived in the Song Kingdom, he wore the crown of Zhang Fu of the Yin Dynasty. I have heard people say that the gentleman's requirement for himself is to be knowledgeable, and to dress according to the customs of the locals, not to be different. I don't know what else is in the world. ”

However, looking at the brocade robe on Cao Yanei's body and the clothes worn by the students in the classroom, it was obvious that Wu Ting was not only reciting this passage, but Wu Ting was not polite at the moment, picked up the ring ruler and said: "Come on!" ”

Cao Yanei is also a single, stretching out his left hand while raising his eyes to look at the sky, snapping ten times of the ring ruler to hit the pit without saying a word, and after saluting with his empty crossed hands, he returned to his seat.

Huang Dalang looked at him quietly, and saw that although his face was fine, his left hand was still trembling slightly, and then he took out a small bag from the sleeve bag with his right hand and put it in the palm of his left hand, and the fat on his face shook slightly to reveal a comfortable look, and it was estimated that his small bag should be filled with ice.

Cao Yanei is obviously the tail that can't fall off in this class, after beating him, the level of checking schoolwork is passed, and then Wu Ting picked up the book and began to talk about the "University Chapter" of the "Book of Rites", and mainly talked about "The so-called sincere people, do not deceive themselves, such as the evil smell, such as lustful, this is called self-humility, so the gentleman must be cautious!" The villain is not good at idleness, he goes to everything, and when he sees the gentleman, he is disgusted, covering up his badness, and focusing on his goodness. If a man sees himself as his lungs and liver, what good will it be! This is said to be sincere in the middle, and the form is outside, so the gentleman must be cautious of his independence. Zeng Zi said: 'Ten eyes see, ten hands point, it is strict! 'Rich house, virtue run body, heart wide body fat, so the gentleman will be sincere. This paragraph.

When Huang Dalang heard this, he also understood Wu Ting's secret warning, and his heart was gradually filled with awe of this Professor Wu, but Cao Yanei was looking out the window with one hand and digging his nostrils with the other, not knowing what he was thinking.