After two days, the weather was unusually hot, and the people in the courtyard kept screaming. In the yard www.biquge.info pen ~ fun ~ pavilion, the most is the walnut tree, which is still very cool under the shade. Leaning against the window, a few pomegranate trees were also planted, and the flowers bloomed like fire.

Jiang Hexing and Zhang Meng were under the walnut tree, setting up a small table, drinking water, and talking about Wu Han and Ma Yuan. Zhang Meng comforted Jiang Hexing, saying how reliable the two of them were, so that Jiang Hexing could rest assured. There is Li Xiaowen in Pingzhou again, and there should be nothing wrong with scheduling various matters.

At this moment, there was the sound of a carriage at the door. Jiang Hexing turned his head and saw that it was Xu Lang back. Not only Xu Lang, but also a white-haired old man sitting in Xu Lang's car.

Xu Lang was originally an old man, looking at this old man, he was about ten years older than Xu Lang. Square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, three strands of beard fluttering on the chest. He looked like he was supposed to be an extremely chic person, but he looked very tired, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

Xu Lang helped the old man get out of the car, Zhang Meng hurriedly got up and ran over, and walked towards the courtyard with the old man. Looking at the old man carefully, it seemed that there was something wrong with his left foot, and his shoulders shook when he walked.

Xu Lang said while holding the old man: "Mr. Yang, what we lack most here is good wine, but there is no one, in Chang'an City, as long as you like it, we will buy it for you immediately." ”

Jiang Hexing saw that Xu Lang was respectful and spoke unusually politely, and hurriedly stood up and greeted him. Jiang Hexing pulled the old man and helped him to sit down under the walnut tree.

Jiang Hexing turned his head and asked Xu Lang, who is this old man. Xu Lang introduced that this is the famous Yangxiong.

Jiang Hexing was shocked, "Xishuzi Cloud Pavilion" is the place where the old man studied, this is the biggest contemporary writer, Yangxiong.

Jiang Hexing used to be a teacher, so he naturally understands the origin of the word "teacher". Yangxiong's sentence "a teacher, a model of people" has always been imprinted in Jiang Hexing's mind.

Not only these, Jiang Hexing also knew that this was a rare writer, philosopher, linguist, and historian at that time, and could be called a rare genius for hundreds of years.

It just so happened that today's Yangxiong is dressed like an ordinary teacher, his clothes are ordinary linen, and he has been looking at it for a long time, but fortunately it is very clean.

Jiang Hexing hurriedly got up, his attitude was very modest, and he bowed and said, "Mr. Yang, Jiang Hexing didn't know that it was your old man who came, so I was sloppy and sloppy, and I ask for forgiveness." ”

Yang Xiong looked the rivers up and down, and said slowly: "He, He, Heshun is so young, I, although I don't ask about the world, but I have always heard of your name." ”

Jiang Hexing is like a fan seeing a star, his eyes have been looking at this old man, and there seem to be countless words in his heart, and he can't talk about it for a while.

Xu Lang looked at Jiang Hexing for some reason, just looked at Yangxiong stupidly.

Xu Lang said: "He Wang, Mr. Yang, our friend for many years, I invited him to come today, and specially let him drink and enjoy the flowers, so that he can relax." ”

Jiang Hexing came back to his senses, patted Zhang Meng and said: "Go, prepare for a good banquet, you go in person." Also, prepare a good room for Mr. Yang here, quickly. ”

Zhang Meng didn't dare to slack off, so he slipped in to arrange.

Jiang Hexing turned his head to look at Yang Xiong again, and asked respectfully, "Mr. Yang, how are you doing?" ”

Yangxiong took a sip of tea, looked at the river line, looked very polite, and said slowly: "It's okay." ”

After speaking, he looked at the tea bowl and ignored Jiang Hexing.

Jiang Hexing was a little embarrassed for a while, wondering if this cow was like this, ignoring ordinary little people like himself.

Xu Lang moved the stool, sat next to Jiang Hexing, and said in a low voice: "He Wang, Mr. Yang has been in a bad mood recently, and I specially invited him to relax." ”

Jiang Hexing heard what Xu Lang said, and it seemed that it was inconvenient to say it in front of Yangxiong, so he didn't ask much. called the soldiers, took the best tea, and frequently introduced the tea brought by Fan Jia to Yangxiong.

Yangxiong's hometown is the origin of tea, and he understands tea, and when he drinks good tea, his brows stretch a little.

After drinking tea, the tables and chairs were set up next to him, and Zhang Meng's meal was already on the table.

Under the walnut tree, it was unusually cool. Jiang Hexing invited Yangxiong to take a seat, and he and Xu Lang were by his side, greeting Yangxiong.

The wine is the best wine in Chang'an City, and after a few glasses of wine, Yangxiong began to talk more and began to chatter.

Only then did Jiang Hexing know that Yang Xiong had committed a crime recently, and the official was gone, listening to the meaning of his words, it seemed that something had happened at home.

Jiang Hexing saw that he had no intention of saying that something was going on at home, and planned to ask Xu Lang for clarification later.

Xu Lang persuaded him to drink while telling Yangxiong what he had seen and heard in Pingzhou. Especially when it comes to the schools in Pingzhou, they all use the teaching materials compiled by Jiang Hexing himself.

Yang Xiong's pale face was already a little red, and his white hair was slightly scattered under the breeze. Yang Xiong stroked his hair, turned his head and asked Jiang Hexing: "Heshun Hou, isn't your school teaching based on the Five Classics?" ”

Jiang Hexing smiled slightly: "Mr. Yang, I used to be a teacher and taught in a distant republic. I came here to make a textbook based on the textbooks I used to teach. ”

Yang Xiong looked at Jiang Hexing with a curious expression: "Then what is the content taught?" ”

Jiang Hexing didn't expect this old man to be interested in this. He replied honestly: "Mr. Yang, my Pingzhou school mainly teaches students literacy, basic arithmetic, some daily common sense problems and explanations of some natural phenomena. ”

Yang Xiong said: "What is a natural phenomenon? What is common sense? ”

Jiang Hexing didn't expect Yangxiong to be so curious, so he told him.

What is a natural phenomenon is the common cloudy and sunny weather in nature, the change of the four seasons, wind and rain, day and night, and so on.

Yang Xiong said: "And Shunhou, in your opinion, what is the shape of the sky and what is the shape of the earth?" ”

Jiang He said: "The earth is round, the sky is vast and boundless, and there is no shape." ”

"The ground is round, hehe, why do I see that the ground is basically flat?" Yang Xiong pointed to the table with his hand, looking disdainful.

Jiang Hexing said: "Mr. Yang, on the vast sea, if my Pingzhou galleon, if you come from a distance, you will first see the mast on the bow. If the ground is flat, I am afraid to see it together, not the mast in the bow first. ”

Yang Xiong pondered for a while, turned his head and asked Xu Lang if there was something wrong, Xu Lang nodded.

Yangxiong frowned, rubbed his head again, and after a while, he said to Jiang Hexing: "Heshun, I think what you said has some truth." After all, your opinion can be verified by what you observe. ”

Jiang Hexing nodded, thinking, this is not my point of view, I just copy other people's views, of course, in my own worldview, it is regarded as the truth.

Jiang Hexing asked curiously, "What does Mr. Yang think?" ”

Yang Xiong said: "Since you say so, it is necessary for me to go to the sea to have a look." I used to think that the sky was like a lid, but later, I agreed with the Hun Tian theory. ”

Jiang Hexing said: "What does Hun Tian mean? (To be continued.) )