Golden autumn October.

Jiangdong is picturesque, above Zhongshan, falling leaves, in a burst of refreshing autumn wind, pieces of golden leaves fall from the trees, flying in the air, as if dancing the style of Zhongshan.

Ding Ding Ding!

On top of a tall bell tower, a teacher rings the bell.

Classes are over.

The first class of the first school is located in the easternmost part of the first courtyard, in the spacious classroom, and the students seem to breathe a sigh of relief as the teacher leaves the class.

Sun Quan wore a scarf and a Confucian robe, gently put away the textbook, and looked at the classroom where the students walked out one by one, and he followed out of the spacious classroom.

But he was always alone, either walking behind or walking in front, all of which seemed so lonely.

Although he has always been very low-key and easy-going, Donghou's identity is there, which gives him a high-minded temperament, and no one dares to approach him lightly.

Therefore, although he is a student of Zhongshan Academy, he has always been a little out of place in this academy.

After he walked out of the classroom, in the courtyard, looking up, a golden leaf gently fluttered down, stretched out his hand, he caught this fallen leaf, smiled slightly, and said: "It's another beautiful day, don't be too leisurely this day." ”

Ever since he let go of the court, his whole body has relaxed, and being a professional student is too comfortable for him, there is no need to intrigue and not have to die so many brain cells in order to think about things.

**Yi, so comfortable.

However, he also knows very well that this day will not last long, and Wu Guo is still calm now, but after this year, Wu Guo's soldiers will definitely move.

When the time comes, he won't be able to relax anymore.

Sun Quan carried a small schoolbag on his back, walked out of the classroom of the first courtyard, followed the sheep intestine path of the mountain road, walked out of the academy, and returned to an elegant independent courtyard in the mountain behind Zhongshan.

Zhongshan is very large, not only a mountain, the peak where the academy is located is the highest, but also the best scenery, of course, this is not only the territory of Zhongshan Academy, many people like to come to Zhongshan for outings, so although it is located on the peak, it is not desolate.

Zhongshan Academy is a closed teaching academy, there are only two days of vacation a month, and every student must live on Zhongshan, there is a special accommodation area, but basically ten people in a room.

However, no matter what era, there is special treatment, and Sun Quan is the one who belongs to the special treatment. On top of the mountain, this special little courtyard was built just for him.

He reads and learns to read every day, and there are two beautiful and lovely little maidservants waiting for him here, and his life is very happy.

"Childe, you're back!"

Sun Quan walked in, a little girl in Tsing Yi heard the voice, quickly walked out, took the small schoolbag specially customized by Sun Quan very hard, and said with a smile.

This little girl is Lin'er, the personal maid of a certain money-hungry little profiteer, specially sent to serve him, and she is famous, and when she is away, she will be a substitute.

In this era, most of the personal maids are through the room.

"Childe, what do you want to eat today?" At this time, a steady girl in a red dress, walking with lotus steps, walked out and asked.

This is what Cai Yan sent to him to take care of him, Xiaoyu.

"Braised pork!"

Sun Quan said with a grin.

In the realm of qi training he entered, martial arts is a thousand miles a day, and the demand for body nutrition is also a thousand miles a day, no meat is not happy, and his favorite is the braised pork made by Xiao Yu.

"Childe, don't you get tired of eating braised pork every day?" Lin'er's little girl glared, looked at Sun Quan, and asked. Sun Quan is not tired, she is also tired of eating.

"Hehe, Childe is the time to grow his body now, and he needs nutrition."

"But you can't eat braised pork every day!" Lin'er pouted, Sun Quan has always been easy-going, and her personality has become lively.

"Well, what do you say?"

"Eat steamed fish, be light, Sister Xiaoyu's steamed fish is delicious!" The little girl seriously considered it before she said.

"Okay, listen to you, I'm going to do my homework, don't bother me, if Childe doesn't hand in his homework tomorrow, I'll hand it in with you."

Sun Quan smiled slightly, and walked into an elegant study, students have homework, since he wants to be an ordinary student, he has to follow the rules.

Today the teacher assigned an assignment. Write an essay on the lotus theme.

What is good to learn?

Sun Quan was depressed, there was not much ink in his belly, and in terms of his literary level, he was not as good as a primary school student, and he really couldn't write a good article.

But......

Who is he, Sun Quan, Sun Zhongmou, who was reborn with his memory, although he can't write it, can't he plagiarize it?

He thought about it for a long time, either he didn't copy, he wanted to copy, he copied the best, after a half moment of silence, he began to write, he didn't read much, but in this era, under Cai Yong's hand-in-hand education, there is a bit of fact.

In less than a quarter of an hour, he wrote like a god, and quickly completed a piece of article.

"If this doesn't surprise you old scholars, then Young Master Ben will be a bit too much of a failure!" Sun Quan was very satisfied with looking at the article that he came out of the dragon and phoenix dance, and said.

Following.

In the academy, there was a hearty sound of reading.

In the teacher's study, the sacrificial wine is independent in the courtyard, Zheng Xuan stands with his nose, a pen flying and dancing on the rice paper, he is very satisfied with his current life, looking at the hard-working students, studying under his eyelids, so that he has a sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Although Zhongshan Academy is not as good as Jiangdong Academy now, with the huge financial support of the Jiangdong Chamber of Commerce, his reputation, coupled with Sun Quan's prestige, he believes that one day he will surpass Jiangdong Academy and become the world's first Confucian and Taoist holy land.

Scholars, the older and more energetic, the more fierce the competition in fame, the competition between Jiangdong Academy and Zhongshan Academy has become the competition between him and Cai Yong, who is also a world-famous Confucian, the leader of the education circle of Wu State, he naturally can't let Cai Yong fight compared to his own fame.

"Sake-sama!" A middle-aged man in his fifties walked in with great strides, looked at Zheng Xuan, and said respectfully.

"Teacher Zhao."

Zheng Xuan raised his head, stopped the pen in his hand, smiled slightly, and asked, "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

"Lord Sake, I saw a good article, so I want to share it with Lord Sake." Zhao Mu said respectfully, he is not a great Confucian, he is a Confucian invited by Zheng Xuan from Qingzhou with his prestige, he is very knowledgeable and outstanding.

The teachers of Zhongshan Academy are basically from Xuzhou and Qingzhou, but there are fewer in Jiangdong, because Jiangdong's have been swept by Cai Yong.

"Oh!" Zheng Xuan's eyes lit up and said with a smile: "It seems that it should be good to make you all good articles." ”

"Lord Sake, please see!"

"This font is good, a bit of Cai Yong's self-created flying white font, this should be Sun Quan's handwriting!" Zheng Xuan has seen Sun Quan's handwriting, Sun Quan's words come from Cai Yan, and Cai Yan's words come from Cai Yong, so they are in the same vein.

"Sacrificial wine wise!" Zhao Mu nodded.

"Ai Lian said!"

Zheng Xuan's eyes moved slightly, and he read it out softly in his mouth: "The flowers of water, land, grass and trees are very cute." Since the Qin and Han dynasties, the world has loved peonies very much. To love the lotus out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons, straight through the outside, not vines and branches, fragrant far and clear, pavilion net planting, can be seen from a distance and can not be blasphemed. It is called a chrysanthemum, and the recluse of flowers is also; Peony, the rich and noble of flowers; Lotus, the gentleman of flowers. Belch! The love of chrysanthemum is rarely heard after pottery. The love of the lotus, who is the giver? The love of peony is suitable for everyone! ”

"Good, good, good!"

Zheng Xuanmei smiled, and said loudly: "Using flowers as a metaphor for people, it praises the character of Lotus Flower's steadfastness, and thus also expresses a kind of noble personality and sprinkling mind of self-love, rare, rare!" ”

"Lord Sacrificial Wine, Donghou is only fifteen years old, and he has this attainment, but it is rare" Zhao Mu said.

"Hehe, some people can't be counted by age."

Zheng Xuan smiled slightly and said, "You paste this piece of article on the advertising board of the academy and inform the whole academy, so that the students can learn from it, remember, and write the signature." ”

The competition between Sun Quan and Sun Ce, he didn't know that people who had reached the realm of him and Cai Yong had already jumped out of the court dispute, but he could see the court struggle clearly from another aspect.

He doesn't fake, but Sun Quan has such a literary talent, so he is naturally happy that Sun Quan is a member of Zhongshan Academy, and he doesn't mind creating a momentum for Sun Quan.

If Sun Quan gains power, Zhongshan Academy will also gain power, which is an inseparable straight line.

"No!" Zhao Mu nodded respectfully.

An article of Ailian's words spread completely among thousands of students, making Zhongshan Academy boiling, and groups of people were talking about this article, which also made Sun Quan famous in Zhongshan Academy.

It's not about identity, it's about the recognition of the reader.

On this day, inside the small courtyard.

Sun Quan is waving the pen in his hand, he writes every word very hard, words are a person's cultivation, writing words well, in order to be a good person.

The first time he plagiarized, he would feel guilty, the second time, he blushed a little, the third time, he would despise his own, fourth, fifth...... I don't feel it anymore.

When plagiarism becomes a habit all the time, it's almost the same thing as eating and sleeping.

"Childe!"

At this time, Lin'er's little girl walked in with a young man.

"Zijing, you sit down first, wait for me for a while, and wait for me to finish writing this article!" Sun Quan looked up, smiled slightly, and said.

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