In April, although the spring scenery of the catkins and peach blossoms in the city has passed, and the warm spring breeze in Luoyang blows through the city, there is still a kind of petty bourgeoisie tune that leaves spring in spring. Luoyang, Pujing Temple Dojo, is giving a public lecture. The lecture was given by Pan Fuzi, a famous scholar from Hedong, and the people who came to listen to the lecture were all students from Luoyang City.

The so-called dojo used to preach teachings and hold ceremonies for Buddhists, and there are occasions in every temple. The Wei Dynasty repressed Buddhism, and the monks in Luoyang City either "changed careers" or hiked to the Southern Qi Dynasty, so that the large and small temples in Luoyang City were occupied by scholars and even "patriotic and angry youth" magpie nest doves. The Wei Dynasty emphasized literature over martial arts, and the literary style prevailed, and there were many schools of thought, and there was a tendency for a hundred schools of thought to contend for a great explosion of knowledge.

Pan Fuzi is a representative of the Hedong school, there are many disciples in the world, and he is best at "music theory", it is said that those who have heard him talk about music, can get rid of the dregs in their hearts, and their personality will also be sublimated, and there are countless vassals.

Pan Fuzi's public lecture in the dojo of Pujing Temple is a major event in the Luoyang academic circles. Pan Fuzi held a total of three public lectures in Luoyang City, and the first two lectures were full. Many students come from thousands of miles to listen to the natural voice of Pan Fuzi. However, Pan Fuzi said that the selection of attendees was very strict, so that many people could only crowd outside the Pujing Temple dojo to see the excitement, and wanted to enter the dojo to listen to the lectures, unless they had a high level of knowledge or a deep background.

The dojo of Pujing Temple is not in the open air, but in the palace. Pan Fuzi, dressed in a white wide-sleeved robe, sat in front of him, and on the desk in front of him was placed the handout of this lecture. He did not read it out from the book, but mixed a lot of insights, many of which were regarded as his "improvisations" and "original". That's why public lectures are so appealing.

Facing Pan Fuzi were lined up at double desks, and behind each desk, there were two students in green shirts and hats. Even the costumes are uniform gray-and-white Confucian shirts. The students knelt on the cushions and put their hands on their knees.

Pan Fuzi is the most proficient in "music theory", and the topic of today's lecture is "Music Theory in the Four Solar Terms", which is related to ritual music. Pan Fuzi sometimes spoke like a breeze on it, sometimes like flowing water, talking eloquently, while the students below closed their eyes and meditated, and reveled in Pan Fuzi's lecture notes as the content of the lecture deepened.

On the side, there is a clerk sent by the Ministry of Etiquette, who is responsible for recording the daily life of Pan Fuzi, and also includes the content of the public lecture and the lively pomp and circumstance. It won't be long before a new "Pan Fuzi Sits on Words and Deeds" will be compiled into a book, which is the most sought-after reading material in Luoyang nowadays, and many students who can't experience Pan Fuzi's lectures will buy it to cultivate their sentiments and move closer to the perspective of the great gods.

On a spring morning, the sun was shining, and Pan Fuzi's public lecture gradually changed from simple to complex, which was fascinating. At this time, a very incompatible voice sounded from among the students, "Whew! Whew~"

At the beginning, Pan Fuzi and the students were fully engaged, and even if there was a small disharmony, it was not easy to be noticed. But this voice is becoming more and more domineering and more unscrupulous. In the back, even Pan Fuzi couldn't help frowning and squinting at the place where the voice came from. The only young man in the audience wearing a blue robe, who seemed to be very afraid of the cold and was very tightly wrapped, was sleeping on the desk.

The one who slept was Han Jian, who was forced to listen to Pan Fuzi's speech.

At the beginning of his recovery, Han Jian's position was leaning against the south window, and as soon as the bright sun shone, his brain was slightly drunk and a little sleepy. Listening to what "palace, business, horn, sign, feather", what five elements and four times, such boring content, he went directly to play chess with Zhou Gong.

He has the appearance of a teenager but has an extremely mature heart, as if he is back in his student days, the old man chats about juvenile madness, and it is rare to come to the class with a group of students, he feels sorry for the hard work that the third aunt spent for him if he doesn't sleep.

"Huh~Huh......"

The discordant sound continued, and later, more people noticed the dissonance, and many students cast angry glances. Come to listen to the public lecture of Mingxue, and actually sleep? It's simply an insult to learning. Although Pan Fuzi tried his best to maintain his demeanor in the lecture, he was also affected by this incongruous voice, and a fire was rising in Pan Fuzi's heart.

But suddenly, the whirring stopped. At this time, the original good atmosphere of learning and teaching was gradually restored in the ashram.

It wasn't Han Jian's conscience that found out that he was sleeping, and he slept as if there was no one around, if it weren't for the fact that the students at the same desk couldn't stand it, and touched Han Jian's arm with his elbow, his snoring would not stop. Han Jian was sleeping in Zhengxiang, he was disturbed by others, he raised his head with sleepy eyes, and faced a pair of eyes like a clear spring, and the anger subsided.

The student's small hat couldn't hide a few strands of bangs and sideburns on his forehead, and he seemed to feel a little uneasy about disturbing Han Jian's dreams, and smiled apologetically at him, with bright eyebrows and a pair of shallow smiles. Coupled with the foil of the eyebrows and noses of the distant mountains, it can be born without rouge powder is so moving, Han Jian can't help but sigh in his heart, it is really a masterpiece of the creator.

"Classmate, hello ......" Han Jian smiled at the female classmate wearing a green shirt, and the smile was a little obscene.

"Hello." The woman was slightly stunned, as if she was pondering the special title of "classmate", and replied in a low voice.

Just when she thought she had succeeded in subduing the unrest in the dojo, she turned her face, but she heard the sound of "whirring" again. She looked sideways, frowned, and the man turned sideways and continued to sleep on his own.

"What a strange man." She thought to herself.

What was supposed to be a harmonious public lecture between teachers and students was completely changed because of some discordant voices made by a discordant person. The public lecture is very particular about the occasion and mood, the mood is not good, no matter how good the public speaker is, he can't play the level he should have, and when the public lecture is over, Pan Fuzi left with a black face and his sleeves, as a famous Hedong scholar, he can at least maintain his demeanor and not have a seizure, but the students don't have such a good temper, although they don't start beating people, but Han Jian woke up and came out of the dojo, and there were people pointing along the way.

"Young master!"

Seeing Han Jian coming out of the dojo, Wen'er happily stepped forward with Han Jian's sword. Han Jian took the sword and put it directly on his waist, he always felt as if he had forgotten something.

It seems that something very beautiful has been missed.

"Hey!" A crisp voice sounded behind Han Jian, Han Jian turned around, and when he saw the female classmate at the same table just now, the question in his heart suddenly became clear.

The woman walked over with a handout in her hand, and her posture seemed to be even more dazzling in the sun. The woman first looked at Han Jian's pretty little maid, then smiled at Han Jian, and then straightened her face slightly as if asking, "...... Classmates, how can you sleep when you come to listen to the lecture? ”

Facing the beauty's questioning, Han Jian smiled heartily and said, "I was really sleepy when I was recovering from a serious illness, so I took a nap for a while, and I am really sorry for disturbing the girl's listening to the class." ”

The woman frowned slightly, where is this strange person taking a nap, it is clear that he is sleeping from beginning to end. Don't talk about coming late, as soon as you sit down, you will sleep, and you will sleep as if no one is around.

"Recovering from a serious illness is not a reason for you to sleep." The woman said in a didactic tone, "Even if you are dragging your sick body, you should listen carefully to the lecture, which is the most basic courtesy." ”

Han Jian smiled awkwardly, and was about to ask the woman's name and origin, but the woman turned around and left.

"Hey, hey......"

Han Jian wanted to chase after him, but found that there were too many male and female students around, and there was a difference between men and women in these years, so it was not appropriate for him to go forward and ask the woman's name like this.

"Wen'er, you go and ask that sister's name, and come back to sue me." Han Jian remembered that there was a helper by his side.

"Uh-huh."

Wen'er was the most obedient, and while nodding, she chased the woman through the flow of people.

Han Jian waited for a long time at the gate of Pujing Temple, and Wen'er came back with her head down as if she had done something wrong.

"Did you ask?" Seeing Wen'er coming back, Han Jian went up and asked.

"No, young master. That sister got into the carriage and I ...... Can't catch up. ”

Han Jian saw that Wen'er was dirty, obviously she had just fallen in order to chase the carriage. Seeing this, Han Jian also knew that she did her best.

Han Jian sighed: "There is fate, we will see you again after all." ”

Thinking about the appearance of the woman when she preached just now, Han Jian felt that this beauty was still quite tasteful, this kind of taste was very familiar and very close.

……

……

As soon as the woman finished teaching Han Jian, she walked away with a little anger. She felt that this strange person was so unreasonable, not only did he do something wrong, but he also knew his mistakes and did not change them, as if he was innocent.

She was in a bad mood when a cheerful figure rushed forward and grabbed her waist.

"Senior sister, you can figure it out." A woman who is one or two years younger than her, a beauty billet who is also out of the country, but she is like a little girl who is not big, hiding behind her with one hand, holding the woman with the other hand, and snuggling in her arms and saying.

"Hmm." The woman answered.

"Senior sister, you don't talk much. When you talk about Luoyang City, you take people to the city for a walk, but you leave them alone outside, and you run to listen to the public lecture by yourself...... Senior sister, what's fun in it? ”

"It's just a lecture, it's not fun. Let you listen, do you listen? ”

The junior sister smiled, she didn't want to listen to any public lectures, and she thought it was more interesting to join in the fun outside Pujing Temple. Because of today's public lecture in Pujing Temple, there are many more people outside, and there are also many traders who see business opportunities and come to sell some of the four treasures of the study and books.

"Senior sister, look at what I bought." The junior sister took out the hand hidden behind her and took it out, it was a booklet, "It's the ninth episode of the "Three Kingdoms" comic book, I haven't found it for a long time, but I didn't expect to meet it here. It's a pity that the drawing is not very clear, and it should not be the original. However, the content is the same. ”

"Let's go." When the woman saw the carriage coming, her servants also greeted her and said, "Go back to the house first and take you to my mother." When you're done, remember to show me. ”

"Oh, senior sister...... I just watched a little bit, but it's wonderful, that part ......"

When Wen'er chased after her, the senior sister had already gotten into the carriage. Wen'er couldn't catch up, and she fell down, so she could only go back to Han Jian with a disgraced face.

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