Since they are all children, their family backgrounds are different.

Some are rich, some are poor...... In addition, it is enlightenment education, and things such as pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are relatively expensive for children. Therefore, each child is equipped with a small sand table, using the sand table as paper to write and practice calligraphy. The sand table is half a meter long and wide, and it is covered with yellow sand. The child has scrapped the pen tube to make a pen, and according to Li Ji's explanation, he writes on the sand table. If you write it wrong, you can rewrite it with a wipe of your hand, which will not be wasted, and it is also very labor-saving, and it is a necessary tool in village learning.

Yan Qing felt that Li Ji seemed to have added some content when teaching everyone to write.

In the explanation, it seems that the content of the 'Yongzi Eight Methods' has been added. For most students, it seems a bit esoteric.

But for Zheng Yanqing, it is just right.

He was born in a wild fox Zen, don't look at being able to write a handful of Yan characters, but he doesn't know the basis of some calligraphy. Yongzi Eight Methods, just to make up for his shortcomings, although it is mainly based on official books, Yanqing's harvest is huge.

As he was writing, Li Ji quietly came behind Zheng Yanqing.

Seeing Yan Qing's stroke by stroke, he nodded lightly.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand, grabbed Yan Qing's pen, and pulled it out. It can be said that Qing was caught off guard and left the pen tube. Turning his head to look, he saw Li Ji shaking his head lightly, "Zheng Yanqing, the book seeks the law, and it is more meaningful." The form of your pen is there, but its meaning is lacking...... In the future, we should practice hard and be indicated, otherwise it will be difficult to achieve great achievements in vain. ”

Law, talking about penmanship.

A little close, expensive and heavy, painting, expensive and late......

This kind of penmanship learning has been summarized by predecessors, and it can be pondered slowly; However, this means that you need to be talented, and you need to practice hard. Wang Xizhi has a point, and this is the truth. As far as the children in this school are concerned, Zheng Yanqing's calligraphy is undoubtedly a leader. But as Li Ji said during the class: the starting point is different, and the requirements are also different.

Obviously, Li Ji's requirements for Yanqing are much higher than those for others.

At the end of the day, the other children also got a B-class evaluation at worst, but Zheng Yanqing only got a 'Ding'. A, B, C, D, this 'D' and other evaluations are undoubtedly the worst. Generally speaking, the gentleman will rarely give the student a 'ding' theory. But on the contrary, Li Ji's strict requirements for Yanqing also made Zheng Yanqing feel very surprised.

This is too strict!

But since Mr. has made a comment, Yanqing can only accept it.

Along with the students, after thanking Mr. Xiang, Zheng Yanqing was a little excited, and lowered his head and prepared to leave.

Li Ji stopped him again......

"Zheng Yanqing, are you unconvinced?"

"Student ......"

Li Ji smiled: "I know you are not convinced, but I told you that I will be strict with you; As far as your peers are concerned, your penmanship has begun to take shape, even Wang Youjun, at your age, I am afraid that it is not as good as you. ”

"Huh?"

Zheng Yanqing's eyes widened, and he wondered in his heart: Since Wang Xizhi is not as good as me, then why do you give me a 'Ding' and so on?

Li Ji said: "But because of this, your future achievements may not be comparable to Wang Youjun."

At a young age, its shape has been decided. If you want to achieve great success, you need to hone more. I have a copy of "The Treatise on Writings" here, and after you take it back, you should carefully study it. At that time, the right army got "Pen Theory" at the age of twelve, and then studied Mrs. Wei. Later, he copied the inscription, and only then did he find his own way and become everyone. On the contrary, you didn't learn the basics, and when you didn't have your muscles and bones, you actually learned the inscription first, so that it was shallow in shape and meaning, and went off the rails. Therefore, I want you to read this book carefully, and you will need to write an essay on it when you take the monthly exam. If I'm satisfied, I'll change your grade. ”

It can be heard that Li Ji has deep expectations for Zheng Yanqing.

It's just that......

Zheng Yanqing took over the "Pen Theory", and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

People, it's better to keep a low profile. It's so good, it's going to be bad luck after all!

When I came out of the school, it was already the setting sun.

Zheng Yanqing carried the bookbag and walked towards the grange. The Grange is some distance away from the Dou Family School. Originally, Zheng Shi'an wanted to be picked up, but Zheng Yanqing refused. The reason is simple, Zheng Shi'an is now on the cusp.

Don't look at the Tianjin Bridge incident, it seems to have subsided, but in fact, it is just the beginning.

The ancients said that the time and place are favorable.

For Zheng Shi'an, the time is Zheng Renji's attitude, and the location is Mrs. Cui's idea, and the people are ......

In fact, Zheng Sai On now only occupies the advantages of people and people.

Zheng Renji may not say anything, but Cui Daolin still has to be taken care of by Mrs. Cui, and he will not occupy this time and place.

Maybe it won't be long before Zheng Shi'an will slowly lose the benefits of people and people.

At that time, the situation of his grandparents will become embarrassing...... At this time, Zheng Shi'an needs to abide by his duty. Yan Qing is just the grandson of a slave, and if he wants to be picked up, he will definitely be criticized. And Zheng Yanqing himself is not a pampered person. Walking back and forth every day can be regarded as exercising and strengthening muscles and bones.

"Maitreya is reincarnated, the world is peaceful!"

Walking on the country road, Zheng Yanqing saw a line of people in white walking from the opposite side.

These people seem to be monks and non-monks, like vulgar and non-vulgar, and while walking, they call Maitreya with their mouths. Many peasants in the fields saw the man in white coming, and they prostrated on the ground one after another, prostrating and praying. Zheng Yanqing couldn't help frowning, disgusted.

He knew the origin of these white-clothed people, because these people had also appeared in the Zheng Family Grange.

He seems to be a member of a religious group that believes in Maitreya and demagogues the world. Their beliefs are different from Taoism and Buddhism, and in Zheng Yanqing's view, they are more like a cult. Preaching in the countryside all day long has attracted many believers

For such things as religion, Yan Qing can't say that he has a good impression or dislike for it.

Whether it is Buddhism or Taoism, it was born and arose in response to the times. Five chaotic China, the northern land is in turmoil, the Han people do not survive one out of ten, and the Li people are miserable. People were powerless to stop the war, so they had to seek a spiritual sustenance. As a result, Buddhism flourished and began to spread among the people, so that people could hope for the next life.

Taoism, on the other hand, flourished in the south.

The Southern Dynasty was unable to subjugate the territory, and the scholars could only rely on Qingxuan.

Nostalgia for the landscape, with various actions to cover up the sadness in the heart. Slowly, this mystery also flourished among the upper classes.

In conclusion, every religion has its reasons for appearing.

But this is not the case with cults, and more often than not, it is a cover for some careerists.

Whether it is the Yellow Turban Rebellion or Sun En's disaster, this is the case. As for later generations, cults have become a tool for accumulating money, which Zheng Yanqing hates. These white-clothed Maitreyas, roughly the same. Although they haven't made any special moves yet, Yan Qing feels that sooner or later, these people will cause a catastrophe, and it will be those people who will be unlucky at that time.

But what could he do to stop it?

Maitreya in white preached publicly, and he didn't even care about the government.

And they don't have any handles, if they take the liberty to deal with it, if they don't get it right, Zheng Yanqing will fall into it.

When I go back, I want to talk to my grandfather and ask him to pay more attention to the situation in the grange.

Don't let these white-clothed Maitreya take advantage of the loophole, and if it affects the entire Grange at that time, it will definitely be a big sin.

Thinking of this, Zheng Yanqing turned sideways and moved out of the way and watched the white-clothed Maitreya walk over.

And behind them, the foolish men and women still knelt down in the fields, and kept prostrating their heads, chanting words to their backs.

“…… When Maitreya was born, Tian was a kind of seven gains, the rice was seven inches long, white as jade, dry and sweet as honey; If the first four inches of the robbery, the clothes are born from the trees, and there is a natural ......"

In general, Zheng Yanqing knows nothing about Buddhist scriptures, and he doesn't understand what this scripture means.

However, he could roughly hear one meaning: as long as you believe in Maitreya, you can get something for nothing. Food does not grow on its own, and clothes are generated on trees.

If you don't, you're not religious enough.

As long as you are pious, it will be so...... But what is piety? The final interpretation is in the hands of the white-clothed Maitreya.

Looking at this situation, it seems to be very serious!

Zheng Yanqing thought about it, and before he knew it, he returned home.

Zheng Shi'an had already prepared the meal and was waiting for Yan Qing to come back.

"Yanqing, how are you learning in the school today?"

"Got a 'ding'."

Zheng Shi'an was stunned, "Ding? How can it be Ding...... Your gentleman is not a liar, you are so smart, why did he give a 'ding'? Yan Qing, is it that Mr. saw that you were not from the Sudouling family and deliberately bullied you? ”

"Grandpa, it's not like this, Mr. is like this, it's also for my good."

Zheng Yanqing hurriedly explained, and finally appeased Zheng Shi'an.

After the meal, he suddenly asked, "Grandpa, have you noticed that Maitreya seems to be prevalent in this countryside recently?" ”

"Do you mean those white-clothed Maitreya?"

Zheng Shi'an didn't seem to care, "I've seen it, they still come to preach with us today." I heard that these white-clothed Maitreya have great powers, and many people believe in them. In our grange, there are many people who believe in Maitreya. ”

Zheng Yanqing's heart became even heavier......

"Grandpa, don't trust those people."

If ordinary people say this, Zheng Shi'an will not listen to it. But Zheng Yanqing is different, the ability he has shown since he was a child makes Zheng Shi'an have inexplicable confidence in him. Come to think of it, Yan Qing said this, and he would not be untargeted.

But Zheng Shi'an couldn't help but ask: "Why?" ”

"Grandpa, our Zheng family uses history to pass on the family, and it is about self-cultivation and governing the country.

Sage Kong also said, Zi Bu is silent, strange and confused. Even the saints are silent about these things, let alone us. Maybe there are really gods in this world, but we don't talk about it all day long, and we can't use the gods as a tool to collect wealth and satisfy selfish desires like those Maitreya...... Besides, there are gods three feet above our heads, and as long as we respect them in our hearts, the gods will naturally bless us. In that case, why should we listen to the gossip of others to confuse the public? ”

Zheng Yanqing's voice did not fall, but he heard someone outside the house stroking his palm and praised: "That's good!" ”

When Yanqing heard this, he couldn't help but be shocked.

Hurriedly got up and walked out of the house, and saw a man coming to the small courtyard at some point.

The light was dim, and I couldn't see the man's face clearly.

Zheng Shi'an asked in a deep voice: "Who is Your Excellency?" Why are you here? ”

The man strolled to the door, looked Zheng Yanqing up and down, and then asked in a deep voice, "Are you Zheng Yanqing?" ”

Zheng Yanqing tugged at Zheng Shi'an and nodded, "The kid is Zheng Yanqing." ”

"In this way, where did you hear the nonsense of the Three Kingdoms?"

Yan Qing didn't react, and asked suspiciously: "Dare to ask who Mr. is, where do you start with these three kingdoms?" ”

The man snorted coldly, "A certain family, Yan Zhou." ”

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