The teacher is gone, this sociology is naturally closed, Hou County ordered the Confucian children to go home and wait for the news of the new Mongolian teacher, Zhang Dingyi, Li Zhu These Confucian children are gone, only Zhang Yuan is left alone, because Hou County Ling has something to ask him.

Hou Zhihan stood on the high steps in front of the school, watched people go to the lonely courtyard, shook his head, and asked Zhang Yuan: "You are here to apprentice to social studies today?" ”

Zhang Yuan said: "Yes, the student said that Mengxian respected the teachings before, and benefited a lot, and I deeply felt that if there was a Master's guidance, studying would be twice the result with half the effort, and Mr. Suzhi, the ancestor of the clan, also let me enter social studies first, so the student came early this morning, and I didn't expect to meet such a person-" Silence.

Hou Zhihan said with a smile: "This county didn't expect that your temper is not small, and you will be speechless to argue with the old student Zhou Zhaoxia, who wants to be your teacher." ”

Zhang Yuan said: "The student is eager to study, and when he sees that this teacher is lazy and misleading, he is in a hurry, and he argues with him, please forgive me." ”

Hou Zhihan said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, if you don't have a little fire, you're not a young man - the teacher here has to be hired separately, and the county will discuss it with Luojiaoyu, and you must always invite a person who is cautious and full of knowledge to teach. ”

After this incident, Zhang Yuan didn't want to start from social studies anymore, and said: "Thank you county, students don't want to enter social studies for the time being, I heard that there is a great Confucian Mr. Qidong in Dashan Temple to teach apprentices, students want to go there to study, I don't know if Mr. Qidong is willing to accept students?" ”

Hou Zhihan said "oh": "Of course, Mr. Qidong's knowledge is excellent, but his temper is stubborn and weird, this county can't help you introduce it, you can try it yourself, you know, those who study under Mr. Qidong have a reputation for showing talents, and there are even people who learn the art of making art from him, there is only one exception, that is, our county prodigy Qi Biaojia Qi Huzi, Qi Biaojia is a child-"

The implication is that Zhang Yuan is not even a child, but he is afraid that Liu Zongzhou will not accept it.

As soon as the words changed, Hou Zhihan said: "Mr. Ji Zhong appreciates you very much, although he does not accept disciples, if you ask sincerely, maybe he will agree, Mr. Ji Chong's craftsmanship is exquisite, not under Mr. Liu Qidong." ”

Zhang Yuan asked, "Is Mr. Ji Zhong still in Sanyin?" ”

Hou Zhihan said: "Yesterday, I said that I had returned to Huiji. ”

Zhang Yuan thought to himself: "Although Huiji is adjacent to Shanyin, it is still too far away from home, if you want to study under Wang Siren, then you have to live in Wang's house, my mother is not lonely, or close to Dashan Temple, if Liu Zongzhou refuses to accept me, then it is not too late to ask Wang Siren." He said: "Because the student is young, Jiaci is still unwilling to let the student leave home to study, and the student will go back to inform his mother to make a decision, maybe next year." ”

Hou Zhihan nodded, didn't speak, and didn't signal that Zhang Yuan could go, stood silent for a long time, and suddenly asked: "Zhang Yuan, have you ever set up a family affair?" ”

Zhang Yuan's heart jumped suddenly, and he thought to himself, what is going on, the county lord has a beloved daughter who wants to marry me? The county lord has a horse face that covers the sky, but I am afraid that my daughter will not be able to see where to go, and the wife must also pay attention to her appearance, otherwise how to make eyes and trouble, do I have to arrange my marriage? He replied: "The student is young and has not yet decided on a marriage, and the student has told his mother that he will wait until he has made up for the county student before considering marriage." ”

"Very good." Hou Zhihan praised: "Ambition, although the county does not know much about what you have learned, but with your understanding of the Spring and Autumn Period and the current "Book of Filial Piety", there is no problem with the county test and the government test, and the road test will not dare to guarantee, the important thing now is that you must learn the art as soon as possible, after all, the county test in February next year, the April government test, there is not much, but the road test is not in a hurry, and there is still time to prepare in the year after tomorrow. ”

"Yes." Zhang Yuan said respectfully: "Students will not slack off. ”

Farewell to Hou Zhixian, Zhang Yuan went out of the school alone, Xiao Xi Nu Wuling didn't wait for him outside, he definitely didn't expect the young master to leave school so early.

Standing on the west bank of the Fu River, watching the boats and boats in the river come and go, the opposite bank is Huiji County, Zhang Yuan looked at it for a while, felt a little bored, he said that he was holding back his strength to learn the eight shares, he didn't expect to meet such a Mongolian teacher, a big quarrel, and had to find another master, although Hou Zhixian exempted him from three years of levy, but he is only fifteen years old this year, and he will not be a taxpayer until next year, so it is of little significance for the time being.

It's about the beginning of the year now, it's still early to go home for lunch, Fan Zhen and Zhan Shiyuan they know that he will not come to read to him if he enters the social school, so it's boring to go home, thinking about Liu Zongzhou of Dashan Temple, Zhang Yuan went north along the Fu River, Dashan Temple is at the northeast end of Shanyin County, and you can see the gilded spire of Dashan Temple Tower from afar.

Zhang Yuan's house is in the southwest of the center of the county, and one mile to the east is the social science on the bank of the Fu River, from the social science here to the Dashan Temple about three miles of road, there is Shaoxing Wei in the middle, Shaoxing Wei commanded more than 4,000 soldiers under his jurisdiction, all in this guard, twice a month he was pulled to the south of the city to practice, Zhang Yuan often followed Zhang Cao to see the soldiers of the guard station to practice.

Zhang Yuan bypassed from the east side of the guard, in front of him is a small mountain, the name of this hill is Emei Mountain, I don't know how it got its name, the mountain is not strange, but it is a small mountain, the trees are cut down by the monks of Dashan Temple as firewood and burned, the mountain is as bare as the heads of the monks.

Turn around Mount Emei, six sides and seven layers, more than ten zhang high Dashan Temple tower stands impressively in front of you, let people have the feeling of a tiger body shock, spontaneously born Buddhism vast, just want to bow and worship.

Zhang Yuan of this Dashan Temple has been to many times before, the incense of Dashan Temple is very prosperous, so the square in front of the temple is very lively, the pot sells pulp, sells shochu (it is said that the wine is brewed by the monks in the temple, and the Buddha sits on the cloud in his heart after drinking this wine, and must be selling wine for business nonsense), selling fruits, shouting Shanyin Xie Tangerine, Suzhou Hawthorn, Xiaoshan persimmon or something, where the production is famous, it is shouted where it is, and most of the fakes are fake.

Zhang Yuan went straight into the mountain gate, entered the temple and asked the monks where Mr. Liu Qidong's school was, and the monks pointed to the back of the temple and hurried away.

Zhang Yuan went around to the back of the temple and saw that there was a row of thatched houses, all of which were closed, and he didn't hear the sound of reading, so he wondered in his heart: "Where did Liu Zongzhou set up a museum, forget it, let's let Zhang Cao take me tomorrow, Zhang Cao has come to read for a long time." ”

There is a small hill behind Dashan Temple, called Shuangzhu Mountain, this mountain is lush with trees, it is said that this mountain is related to the feng shui of Dashan Temple, so the monks are strictly forbidden to enter the mountain to cut salary, and the monk is to pay attention to feng shui because he wants to give more incense.

Zhang Yuan saw that the mountain scenery was quite good, he wanted to climb high and look far away to raise his eyes, go up to the middle of the mountain, suddenly heard the footsteps under the mountain in a hurry, someone ran up the mountain, this person ran so fast, Zhang Yuan looked back, the person seemed to be a girl, carrying a bamboo basket, running like flying, suddenly tripped over the dead branches, a stumble, almost fell, fortunately, the body was agile, one hand supported, stood firm, but the things in the bamboo basket rolled to the ground-

Zhang Yuan squinted his eyes, and now he saw it more clearly, it was indeed a girl, her complexion was strangely white, and it seemed to be a red orange rolling out of the bamboo basket.

The girl covered her head with a blue cloth and tied her waist with a straw rope, which was very shabby, and she ran so quickly without knowing what to dodge, but she was reluctant to roll on the orange on the ground, and leaned over to pick it up quickly.

At this time, Zhang Yuan heard someone shouting at the bottom of the mountain: "That slut is going up the mountain this way, Six Tigers, you go over there to stop her, fourth, chase her here, don't let her run away, this slut is very beautiful, and the brothers are having fun today." ”

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