After the scholar asked, the scholars in the school noticed Yin Fusheng, who had been watching outside the door, and turned their heads one after another. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Whose book are you? How can you eavesdrop outside, so rude. ”

Discovered? Yin Fusheng was stunned for a moment, and said, "Well, I'm just passing by." ”

"Passing by? Road to the yard? I think you're here to eavesdrop. ”

"What can he understand? It's just a child. I'm afraid I can't even read all the words! Can you understand what we're saying? ”

"Hahaha......"

Xiang Wu said with a smile: "What are you afraid of if you don't know how to read?" Just be reasonable. As he spoke, he walked out of the school, came to the courtyard, stood in front of Yin Fusheng, and asked, "Eh! You say, is it the martial arts who are powerful, or the literati who are powerful? ”

Before Yin Fusheng could answer, there was a commotion behind him, and all the scholars came out. Standing on both sides of Yin Fusheng, the arms of the arms, the waist of the waist. "You say, you say!"

Yin Fusheng's face was full of black lines, it seems that it is not easy to mess with.

The students in the academy are really different from those in the prefectural school. Yin Fusheng pondered, if I don't take the opportunity to show it today, these boys may not be convinced of me tomorrow.

Thinking of this, Yin Fusheng pretended to be ignorant and said, "What a few people just said, the kid is really ignorant and ignorant......

"I know that he doesn't understand, and it's useless to ask......"

Before a person's voice fell, Yin Fusheng then spoke, "However, the kid remembers that there is a cloud in the Book of Rites: Tang governs the people with leniency and removes abuse, King Wen governs with culture, and King Wu uses martial arts to go to the disaster of the people, and these are all meritorious to the people." It can be seen that the ancient sages believed that cultural and martial arts were equally important. ”

At this point, the chatter and ridicule disappeared immediately, and the whole courtyard was silent, so quiet that even breathing could be heard.

He will also quote scriptures?!

Moreover, Sima Fa also said: Although the country is great, the warlike will perish; Although the world is peaceful, it will be dangerous to forget the war. Although we are in a comfortable place, we do not know that there are often foreign enemies in the border area. The former residence is safe and dangerous, and the armament must not be abolished. ”

When the scholars listened, their mouths opened wide, and they narrowly missed their jaws to the ground.

After that, Yin Fusheng bowed slightly, and said politely: "Well, the kid is not as old as you, but he has read a few books superficially, and the general idea of the books can be understood, but he doesn't dare to talk about it, just casually talking nonsense." Well, what a few people said makes more sense, and the kid agrees with it. ”

When the scholars heard this, their noses were almost crooked. You have overturned our arguments in all directions, and you still agree with it? Are you sorry?

After Yin Fusheng finished speaking, there was no movement in the academy for a long time, and the schoolchildren stared at the guy in short clothes in front of them one by one.

He's a scholar?

Just when the academy was cold and silent, the old janitor who had just gone out to run errands came back. Seeing a group of scholars surrounding the little boy who had just come in to look for someone, he didn't know what he was doing, so he asked, "Hey, didn't you come in to find someone?" Why haven't you left yet? ”

Yin Fusheng smiled at this time, "I'm sorry everyone, I made a mistake in the next step." Leave! ”

With that, Yin Fusheng turned around and swayed his hands behind his back, and walked out of the academy leisurely. Only the scholars of the courtyard remained, messy in the wind.

The next day, Yin Fusheng got up early in the morning and wore a clean green cloth robe, tied his hair and wrapped in a scarf, the cuffs were free of white edges, and the fan was hidden in the sleeves. As soon as I walked out of the room, the autumn wind swept away and the hairband fluttered.

Coming to Sanli Academy again, Yin Fusheng handed Ding Kuichu's letter to the old man who guarded the door. The old man squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time, and then he understood. Actually, it's not that he can't understand it, anyone who comes with letters and robes is usually the master invited from above, but the person in front of him is too young, only fifteen, can he teach students?

The old man sighed secretly, afraid that no master would come, so he had to fill up the numbers.

"It turns out that the prefect personally appointed it, uh, sir, please come in." The old man let Yin Fu sound inside, and at the same time stared at him involuntarily.

"Why does the old man look at me like this?" Yin Fusheng turned around and asked.

The old man sneered: "I don't know why, I just looked at Mr. with a little kindness, as if I had seen it somewhere." ”

Yin Fusheng laughed and walked into the hospital.

Before I arrived at the school, I heard the sound of discussion inside.

"I heard that another master is coming."

"I hope it's not like the previous ones, who are so straw bales, and dare to teach, won't they mislead people's children?"

"If you continue like that, you will only bring shame on yourself."

Yin Fusheng had already arrived outside the door at this time, and it was the youngest scholar in the school who had just spoken.

"Dingchen, should you be ready to ...... again?"

Dingchen Nunu mouthed, squeezing his eyes at the classmates on both sides, "Wait and see!" ”

Yo, it looks like you're prepared?

Yin Fusheng laughed lightly, coughed lightly outside the door, and walked into the hall with his hands behind his back.

When the scholars heard this, they turned their heads to look. But it didn't matter if I looked at it, I was stunned.

This, this is not yesterday's ......?!

The little scholar Dingchen hadn't looked back, and saw that his classmates and friends around him all seemed to have seen ghosts. Holding a brush in his hand, he picked his head disdainfully, "What's wrong with you......" said and turned around......

"Dangchang!" The brush fell, and Dingchen seemed to see a ghost.

How could it be him?!

How much older is he? Dare to come and be my master!

Yin Fusheng faced the students with question marks on his head, and stepped onto the podium lightly. The toes touched the foot of the chair slightly, but it did not collapse. Looking around, there was no bucket, the flour was hidden, and then I looked at the table, and there was no paste, so I sat down steadily.

"You, you're not the ...... you were yesterday," Dingchen was the first to ask in a breathless manner.

"Exactly." Yin Fusheng didn't say nonsense, and said directly: "My master's surname is Yin, and I hope to get along with you in the future." Then, please report your names and surnames in turn, so that this master can have an impression. ”

Seeing that no one spoke for a long time, just staring at himself with facial paralysis, Yin Fu laughed, and then asked the youngest Dingchen: "I was just outside the door, and I heard someone call you Dingchen, right?" ”

"Uh, yes." Dingchen replied vaguely.

"Then, it's up to you to come first."

Dingchen came back to his senses, rolled his eyes, and said in his heart: Give him a dismount first. Let him know that I, Fu Dingchen, was born in a scholarly family and an official eunuch family. There have been three jinshi, one lifter, and his grandfather was originally a political envoy in Shandong......

The more Fu Dingchen thought about it, the more proud he became, pursed his lips and smiled for a long time, and then he spoke, "My surname is Fu Dingchen, and my grandfather is ......."

"Wait!"

Before Fu Dingchen could say anything, he was stopped by Yin Fusheng. I looked at this little master in amazement, and I didn't know what he was going to do.

Yin Fusheng raised his head, daring to love the idiomatic phrase "Who is my dad", which has existed since ancient times.

"This master asked for your name, not the three generations of your ancestors. I don't need to know who your grandparents, fathers, and daughters-in-law are, and I don't want to know. In this master's school, there is no distinction between rich and poor, even between men and women, old and young, you have only one identity, that is, my student. Got it? ”

Hearing this, all the scholars were surprised again. Fu Dingchen was even more angry, and prepared his lines for a long time in vain, wanting to deter this self-defeating master, but he blocked it when he opened his mouth, which was really annoying. (To be continued)