Xu Mingyuan has long been accustomed to Master's God-turning conversation, it seems that Master should know something, but he just doesn't want to talk to him, or say that he is afraid of something.

Seeing that he couldn't say anything, Xu Mingyuan didn't ask any more, but instead told about the people and things he met in the academy today.

After Xu Mingyuan finished speaking, Qing Xuan also almost finished eating the roast chicken and sauced beef, burped and got up and said, "Li Taibai taught you that sword, you just taught it to Zeng Yatou, and she can't learn it." But if there is a chance for her to meet Li Taibai, he will definitely beg to accept her as an apprentice. ”

Xu Mingyuan was confused by his master's somewhat contradictory words, with Zeng Qingyi's qualifications, how could he not learn that sword. If she really can't learn, then how can Li Taibai beg to be her master.

"That little fat man was born rich and noble, and he is a boy from the Bai family who is honest and honest." Without waiting for Xu Mingyuan to ask, Qingxuan had already gotten up, carried a wine gourd in one hand, turned his head and looked up at the starry sky, waved his hand and said, "Okay, the old man is going to watch the sky, you kid hurry up." ”

Xu Mingyuan rolled his eyes when he looked up at the master who was looking up and closing his eyes to watch the celestial phenomena, and entered the Taoist temple with a bamboo chair.

The main hall of the Taoist temple enshrines a clay statue of Taishang Laojun, because of the age, Xu Mingyuan's master and apprentice have not repaired, and the painting on it has fallen off a lot, and it looks a little dilapidated. There was nothing in the temple except an offering table and two futons.

Xu Mingyuan entered through the side door of the main hall, and there were two rooms inside, one for him and his master.

Xu Mingyuan pushed open the door of his room, walked to the desk, lit the oil lamp, and then opened the window and supported it with wood. The cool mountain breeze blew through the window, and the lights swayed, bringing a burst of coolness.

Xu Mingyuan's room is not small, but it is full of books, except for the bookshelves piled up from the bottom to the top of the two walls, the bedside, under the desk, and under the windowsill, there are neatly stacked books.

Although there are many books, the room is not cluttered, and the divided books occupy most of the space in the room, but it makes people feel organized. If someone who knows the goods enters this room, he will definitely be put away by the book at will, but it may be the only book in the previous dynasty, and the precious ancient books are dazzled.

Xu Mingyuan put the two books given by Master Zeng on the desk, lit the oil lamp a little, and then sat down and carefully flipped through the hundreds of strategies that had not yet been read.

The policy theory is written about current affairs, and it is written about some current politics, agricultural affairs, and folk customs and strategies.

Among these hundred policy theories, there are many excellent works that deal with the disadvantages of the times, but there are also some that are too empty or unrealistic in Xu Mingyuan's opinion.

For example, there is a discussion on the strategy of Northern Li to attack and disturb the Dawan border, which is actually written with the power of the whole country to go on a northern expedition to destroy Beili and never suffer in the future.

Not to mention that now the countries of the Western Regions are ready to move, Tubo is rising strongly, and the Southern Zhao is restless, and the hundreds of thousands of tribal cavalry in Beili alone should not be underestimated.

Moreover, how wide the Beili grassland is, once Beili retreats to the north, how can Dawan be able to support the supply of grain and grass for hundreds of thousands of soldiers.

With the strength of a country, a battle with Beili, even if it wins in the end, it will only be a miserable victory, and Dawan is afraid that the people will have no livelihood, and ten rooms and nine empty rooms.

Xu Mingyuan and his master just walked around the grassland of Beili this year, and what they saw along the way, I have to say that the people of Beili are fierce, the grassland is fat, and the horses are majestic, all of which are above Dawan.

Although the style of Shangwen began to prevail in Dawan, Dawan's strong and confident posture has never disappeared for hundreds of years.

It's just that compared with the Beili people who are warriors on the horse and carrying a knife, the days of Dawan's stability and prosperity have made the people of Dawan a little more leisurely and proud, and a little less fierce and physical.

Although Dawan's iron cavalry is still powerful in all directions, Dawan's long border, and the evil neighbors who are trembling on all sides but ready to come up and bite at any time, all of this determines that Dawan cannot fight in the border of Beili with the strength of the whole country.

In this way, I am afraid that only those nerds who ignore what is going on outside the window and only read the books of sages and sages, and those who have always boasted that Dawan is powerful and invincible in the world will be able to say it.

This rhetoric is gorgeous and incendiary, and the fact that it can appear in this book shows that it is also what the famous author said. If you don't know the situation in Beili, maybe you will be enthusiastic and feel that you can cut down those uncivilized grassland barbarians with a kitchen knife. I don't know if the Northern Expedition, which ended without a problem, had anything to do with it.

Anyway, in Xu Mingyuan's opinion, no matter how gorgeous you write such a strategy, it can only be regarded as a policy that misleads the country, and it is not beneficial to the country or the people.

Xu Mingyuan suddenly understood that over the years, with his master traveling all over the world, he had traveled all over Dawan and the surrounding countries, and if he wanted to say that he had an understanding of the world, I am afraid that there were really few people who could compare to him. Not to mention those weak scholars who can't travel far away from Jiannan Dao.

For Xu Mingyuan, this strategy is actually an advantage, and there is evidence to rely on compared to those nonsense talks, which is better and which is inferior, and a discerning person can see it at a glance.

Xu Mingyuan read the remaining fifty strategies together, then spread out the pen and paper and wrote a small page, and then blew the oil lamp and lay down to sleep.

The door and window are open, and from time to time there is a mountain breeze blowing, but he doesn't feel hot, Xu Mingyuan is also a little tired today, and he will fall asleep after a while.

Early the next morning, as soon as the sky was bright, Xu Mingyuan got up. He first went to the river down the mountain and picked up two buckets of water to the water tank, washed briefly, practiced his sword for a while, and then took the wine gourd thrown by the master who was sitting on the threshold and picked his feet, and walked down the mountain on the "down the mountain".

After entering Shuzhou City and eating a bowl of cold noodles for three cents at a roadside stall, Xu Mingyuan rushed to the academy without delay.

happened to meet Zhou Binjie at the gate of the academy, Xu Mingyuan pulled the sleepy-eyed Zhou Binjie into the academy, and finally entered the teaching fast before the morning bell rang.

Today, there is no gentleman to give lectures, and all classes are teaching. In addition to the Confucian classics, the curriculum of the academy is very broad, and in addition to the Confucian classics, the hundred schools of thought, martial arts, water conservancy, and arithmetic are all taught.

Moreover, the college pays the most attention to students' self-study, and what should be done in teaching is the guidance of reading methods. Therefore, after teaching the subject of "Poetry" for half an hour in the morning, I asked everyone to read the book and think about it by themselves, and then ask questions if they have questions.

Xu Mingyuan looked left and right, Zhou Xiaopang had already fallen asleep on the table, Bai Molou was still sitting by the window and watching the scenery, and Zeng Qingyi's little goblin was also holding his head with one hand, staggering to see Zhou Gong.

Xu Mingyuan opened the "Book of Rites" on the table and read it, this was brought by himself in the morning, he had read the Four Books and Five Classics since he was a child, since the imperial examination was to be examined, so he also took advantage of the boredom in the academy class to take it out to review and review.

After the bell rang again, when Zeng Qingyi went out for a while, Xu Mingyuan walked slowly towards Tongyuan, he didn't want to be regarded as a thorn in the side of everyone like yesterday.

When he arrived at Tongyuan, Xu Mingyuan went to the kitchen and fried three plates of side dishes, and the rice was delivered from the canteen of the academy. The three of them sat under the plane tree and had lunch, Xu Mingyuan brushed the dishes and chopsticks, and brought a pot of herbal tea, and then he was satisfied and lay down under the recliner under the tree.

It seems that yesterday's story was well told, and the temptation of that type of flying sword was strong enough, so Zeng Qingyi didn't trouble him today.

After Xu Mingyuan chatted with Zeng Fuzi for a while, he asked some questions about the imperial examination, and finally gave him an overall idea of what to take in the imperial examination.

The afternoon class was similar to the morning, and Xu Mingyuan began to look down after listening to the lecture. He made a list of important books, and he would have to read them several more times in the next few days, so that the autumn in two months would be somewhat certain.

Xu Mingyuan didn't do anything out of the ordinary today, so he didn't suffer a lot of eyes. However, he still found that Wang Ziqi looked at him a few more times, his eyes were not good, and it seemed that most of them had transferred the hatred of Zeng Qingyi's refusal to marry to him.

For Wang Ziqi, Xu Mingyuan really didn't feel at ease, as the master said, a narrow-minded person will not be able to achieve great things after all. With Wang Ziqi's trick, unless the king hunched back did not intervene with the face, he could only let Xu Mingyuan eat to death.

After school, he, Bai Molou and Zhou Binjie left the academy again, changed restaurants, and drank half drunk before returning to the Taoist temple.

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In the blink of an eye, three days have passed, and today is the day of the monthly debate in the academy, Xu Mingyuan changed into a half-worn green shirt and arrived at the academy early in the morning.

Today, there are a few gorgeous carriages parked at the entrance of the academy, and by looking at the conspicuous marks on the carriages, you can know the dignity of the identity of the owner of this carriage.

Xu Mingyuan recognized one of them as the carriage in the Shuzhou Thorn Mansion, and as for the others, they were all figures with heads and faces in Shuzhou City.

Xu Mingyuan didn't expect that just a debate in the academy would allow Yizhou Assassin Shi to come in person, accompanied by several powerful people in the city, which shows how much attention this debate is taken seriously.

After entering the gate of the academy, there was a wide stone lawn paved with smooth bluestone, and many college students were already standing at this time. Under a ten-zhang high old locust tree next to the stone floor, there are more than a dozen Taishi chairs at this time, as well as two low ones, and a few pen, ink, paper and inkstones are complete.

Xu Mingyuan stretched out his hand to block the somewhat dazzling sunlight, and found Bai Molou looking up at the sky and Zhou Binjie who was about to fall asleep standing in the crowd.

Xu Mingyuan stretched out his hand to support Zhou Binjie, who was almost rushing forward, reached out to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and asked softly with some distress: "This debate won't be held on this stone floor, it's still early, the sun is so poisonous, and it won't be scorched in a while." ”

"That's it! It is! I'm almost baked, and I don't know who made this rule. Zhou Binjie also woke up when he saw Xu Mingyuan, rubbed his eyes, fanned his sweaty clothes again, and grinned.

Bai Molou retracted his gaze to the sky, turned his head to look at Xu Mingyuan and Zhou Binjie, and sneered slightly: "This rule has been set since Mr. Anping established the academy five hundred years ago, why, do you two still want to overthrow it?" ”

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