Walking to the head of Li Ling's bed, he saw the scattered papers scattered on the ground, and he couldn't help but be angry, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch: "How much does this ink and paper inkstone cost!" This kid has made everything in the world, it's really distressing! While secretly angry, he also had to pick up the flying paper......

Suddenly, inadvertently, a piece of paper with handwriting fell into Li Xianggao's eyes, this father, like all fathers, hopes that his son will become a dragon and his daughter will become a phoenix, these few lines of words have given him unprecedented hope! He was thrilled!

It's just that he is an old farmer, and he is also an old farmer who can't read the words! He couldn't understand what the black words on the white paper were!

"Huh! There should be a master in the academy, right? They're all readers, so they should know each other, right? As soon as the old man thought of this, he couldn't help but feel like he had been beaten with chicken blood, and suddenly his energy became vibrant, and the already wrinkled chrysanthemums on the old man's face couldn't help but bloom twice......

Originally, he got up early to cook for Li Ling, who had been tired all day yesterday, but now in this situation, where can he take care of eating......

When you wake up in the morning, you won't have time to cleanse your face!

Alas, whatever, that's it for now!

In the academy, there is a lot of books......

"Those who want to be clear and virtuous in the world will rule their country first; Those who want to rule their country must first gather their families; Those who want to gather their families must first cultivate their bodies; Those who want to cultivate their bodies must first correct their hearts; Those who want to correct their hearts ......"

The students were immersed in the words of the sage, shaking their heads......

Tang Liang shuttled back and forth in the classroom, but his eyes were like candlelight in the evening, supervising the sleepy people, and they didn't have the opportunity to meet Zhou at all.

"Master, Master!"

Tang Liang seemed to hear someone shouting to himself, so he raised his head and looked at the seniors below, all of them looked at the books in their hands, and no one looked at him eagerly, so he put his eyes on the books again as if relieved.

"Master!"

The voice seemed to be much louder, Tang Liang raised his head, and finally found that the voice came from the door of the classroom, seeing that it was Li Xianggao, he got up gently, arrived at the door of the classroom, and asked in surprise: "What's the matter with the old gentleman?" ”

Since ancient times, China has attached great importance to scholars, but also attaches importance to agricultural production, this "Shi Nong Industry and Commerce" is the general class division, but this Shi and the farmer seem to be only slightly different, in fact, otherwise, Shi can participate in the imperial examination, enter the WTO as an official, official, collectively known as the parent official, then will become the people's parent official; And this farmer, no matter how well he grows the land, even if he can grow flowers on the land, it is still a farmer. Therefore, in front of the scholars, this peasant household is almost like the common people in front of their parents and officials, and they are naturally respected.

Li Xianggao couldn't help but be surprised when he heard that Tang Liang, who had read the book, was so polite, but he was very excited now, and he didn't pay too much attention to etiquette, when he saw Tang Liang ask, he suddenly grabbed Tang Liang's sleeve, Tang Liang was shocked, and he no longer struggled, only to see Li Xianggao trembling and pulling out a piece of paper from his sleeve!

Li Xianggao finally let go of Tang Liang's sleeves, picked up the piece of paper with both hands, as if holding a priceless treasure, and said incoherently excitedly: "Master, I ...... Knowing that you are learned, that you have studied, that you know the words of the sages, this is ...... What is the class written on this, can you help me take a look? ”

Li Xianggao's eyes were full of expectation, as if he had handed in a homework that he was quite satisfied with and was waiting for the teacher's praise, and there was also a little apprehension in the expectation.

Tang Liang took the priceless treasure from Li Xiang's hand in confusion, and glanced at it a few times in confusion, originally looking at the crooked words, and was about to ask whose baby scribbled randomly, but it was hard to see it, the more he looked at it, the more focused he became, and finally he couldn't help but praise again and again, and said: "This son is talented and has an unlimited future in the future!" ”

It's a pity that Li Xianggao didn't understand such a good praise at all. He just stayed next to Tang Liang very nervously and quietly, blinking his eyes and listening to Tang Liang talking, as if he felt very powerful, so he also laughed and asked, "Master, what is this talking about?" ”

Master Tang Liang was very reluctant to return the ink treasure and asked, "Old man, who wrote this poem?" ”

"What? Poem? Is this poetry? Li Xianggao looked at the piece of paper as if he didn't believe it, and then at Tang Liang, as if he was very suspicious of Tang Liang's eyes.

Tang Liang nodded and asked, "Who wrote this poem?" ”

It's just that Li Xianggao was still immersed in his excitement, and he also asked again: "Is this really poetry?" ”

Chickens and ducks are tired!

As a scholar, Tang Liang decided not to care, he put his hand heavily on Li Xianggao's shoulder, looked into his eyes, and said to him seriously: "Old man, this is a poem, and, according to the old man, this is a good poem that will be famous for thousands of years." ”

Tang Liang thought that the two could finally communicate normally......

Who knows, Li Xianggao actually cried out with a "wow"! It's as if I've been greatly wronged!

Tang Liang was shocked and at a loss. What the hell is going on?

"Uh......h Woo woo woo woo ...... "Li Xianggao cried very devotedly, with a very strong emotional color......

Tang Liang pursed his lips and frowned, he was also very aggrieved, this ...... Lao Yu really didn't bully him!

"Our old Li family finally has a learned person! It's really smoke on the ancestral grave! Li Xianggao sobbed and choked, not knowing if this was too happy.

When Tang Liang heard this, he was stunned: "What? Sir, do you mean, this poem, this poem was written by a barbarian? ”

Li Xianggao nodded proudly, feeling a sense of arrogance.

"Can a barbarian compose poetry? Why has the old man never said that he picked up a pen and wrote? Tang Liang muttered, as if he was talking to himself, he was stunned for a while, then shook his head and smiled: "This word, it's simply a three-year-old child's scribble, but this poem ...... 'The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.'" Raise your head to look at the bright moon, bow your head and think of your hometown'......" Tang Liang couldn't help but read it again, clapped his hands and said: "This poem is wonderful!" This poem seems to be at your fingertips, no traces, savor, but it is meaningful, the literati who live in a foreign country, in the cold moonlight, will inevitably touch the feelings of detention and travel, this homesickness, it is inevitable that there will be waves in the heart! ”

"Master, then let the barbarians also come to this academy to study?" Li Xianggao grinned widely, rubbing his hands back and forth, and asked excitedly and uneasily.

Li Xianggao was happy, his head began to heat up, the person who wrote this poem casually was still pouting his ass and sleeping at home, and this father began to finalize his future path: studying, taking exams, and becoming a big official!