Ye Fu came out of Lin Mengsheng's classroom and staggered to Wu Fuzi's window, a group of older children were listening to the class inside, and when he caught a glimpse of Lu Yi, the child also happened to look out the window: "Wuling!" ”

……

Ye Fu looked at the eyes and was stunned outside the window, without such a voice.

He turned his eyes to look at Wu Fuzi and smiled slightly apologetically.

But Wu Fuzi walked out of the window and invited Ye Fu into the door: "Can this group of naughty ghosts be lucky enough to get one or two points from the prime minister today?" ”

The implication is to say two sentences to Ye Fu.

Ye Fu wants to shirk.

But the expectant gaze of everyone made her unable to open her mouth.

I simply picked up Wu Fuzi's book and flipped through it gently: Scripture.

What a cheat, she doesn't know anything about this.

Ye Fu put down the book as if unintentionally, and tried to hold back a question in his mind that was very coercive: "Has anyone ever seen a fight?" ”

"Yes!" Lu Yi stood up, "I'm fighting with Qin Suilao!" ”

Ye Fu smiled and nodded.

"Has anyone here ever seen a flood?"

"No ......"

None of them.

"Is there a difference between a fight and a flood or a fire? Yes. Degree of injury. ”

Wu Fuzi stood aside, stroked his beard and listened to the classmates.

Ye Fu paced through the students: "One or two people fighting, but it's just a flesh injury." What about one or two countries fighting? Is it just a flesh wound? You must have seen the description in the book of 'bleeding and drifting, and corpses are everywhere'. ”

"If there is a flood in one or two counties, some officials will deal with it, and it will not affect everyone who is far away in the capital. But what if the whole country is threatened by flooding, and everyone is in danger? ”

The hall was quiet, and only the sound of Ye Fu's clothes rubbing the wooden table could be heard.

"You are all young, but wars and floods do not take into account your age. They are all menacing and ruthless. ”

Ye Fu thought of a book he had read before, mentioning "ultimate thinking", that is, "disaster thinking".

No matter who you are, you have the right and the obligation to live and speak out clearly in the face of family and national affairs.

"I am not talking about this today to make you afraid, but to enable you to think about what you will do in the face of a desperate situation."

Wu Fuzi went out and said that he would give the classroom to Ye Fu to play.

Ye Fu smiled and looked at the children who were a little depressed.

"Okay, don't think about these things in your little brains, aren't there still us adults when something happens!"

"Hmmm! King Jingyang will protect us! ”

"......" Ye Fu smiled and the corners of his mouth stiffened slightly.

Lu Yi saw it and walked over to circle Ye Fu: "Then I will protect Wuling." ”

"Huh." Ye Fu smiled with relief and began to play games with everyone.

"Next, Benxiang is going to teach you a magic skill!"

"Wow! What a miracle! ”

"Bring me a pen."

Immediately, a child handed over his ink-colored pen.

Ye Fu looked at it and chuckled in his heart, brush?

She almost forgot that there was no such cheap and advanced thing as a pen in ancient times.

"First of all......"

The boy leaned in and listened.

"Are you expensive?"

Everyone was confused......

What Ye Fu thought in his heart was, in case a sum is very expensive, how to pay if it is broken!

Ye Fu weighed the pen and raised it in his hand. Well, it's a good pen.

Then he threw it into the air, stretched out his jade finger to accept it, and spun around with a sense of energy.

The brush is turned upside down in Ye Fu's hands, so it is not active.

The children were amazed, and their eyes were staring.

Ye Fu smiled, stopped, and held the pen in his hand very beautifully.

"How's it going, Divine Skill?"

Turning the pen is a great legend for Chinese students.

The children were eager to try, fiddling with their pens on their fingers.

And Ye Fu served as a guide, and his hands kept turning.

Suddenly, a child stared at the window with his mouth open, Ye Fu was puzzled and also looked over.

"Smack!" With a bang, the pen in his hand arrived at the white clothes of the comer, and a mark of ink was dropped.

……

There was silence.

"King Jingyang!"

Finally, a student spoke.

When everyone came back to their senses, they also put away their pens and stood respectfully.

Poor Ye Fu, and a little embarrassed looked at the dazzling ink on Jun Ziyun's chest.

This magic skill, there is no one.

"Ahem." Ye Fu cleared his throat, picked up the pen, said "sorry" to King Jingyang's people, and turned around to leave.

"Prime Minister."

“……”

"Prime Minister."

Can't run away......

"Don't come here! King Jingyang, the original phase didn't mean to miss just now, don't be surprised. Ye Fu took a step back and didn't raise his head.

"The king is not angry."

"Hmm." Ye Fu is still gone.

Why don't you go, Ye Fu is still a little concerned in his heart, and he can't go away, like a fish in his throat.

Jun Ziyun watched Ye Fu's back go away, and turned to Shenyi Hall.

Yan Zizhen was tending to his little flower seedlings in the courtyard: "Why do you have time to come and see me, an old man?" ”

"I thought about it, and I came." Junzi Yun bent down and pulled out a few weeds.

"Huh? My little seedling! ”

Junzi Yun was stunned and smiled: "The students thought it was a weed." ”

"Yes, it's a weed. It's not easy to live under the flowers and trees, and you have to get rid of it! ”

Yan Zizhen swept the weeds aside in distress, and said earnestly: "This person is the same, some are swaggering flowers and trees, and some are humble seedlings. It can be unrelated to each other, or it can be a hindrance to each other. In any case, there are always boundaries for coexistence. ”

"What the teacher said, the student wrote down."

"What's wrong? Look at your brows, you are going to wrinkle to the heavenly spirit cover! ”

"Teacher, there is a problem in the student's heart."

Yan Zizhen finished the business in hand, and led Junzi Yun to the side to sit down and drink tea.

Gently lifted the lid of the cup, skimmed the tea leaves, and took a sip, Yan Zizhen smiled contentedly.

"Why is Ziyun bothered?"

"Inexplicable."

"Oh, that's a matter of the heart."

"Huh?"

"You have to ask 'it' if there's anything you haven't figured out. The heart is the place where a person's mind and thinking are, and if there is something that cannot be thought through, then the whole person will not be able to understand it. ”

Junzi Yun lowered his eyebrows and pondered: Is there something he hasn't thought through?

Yan Zizhen glanced left and right, very happy, his student has been wise since he was a child, and there are few problems that he can't solve.

"What, what kind of peerless problems have you encountered?"

"Well, it should be a peerless problem."

"Ho-ho." Yan Zizhen smiled proudly, his apprentice was so profound, "Hey, what's wrong with your clothes?" ”

Jun Ziyun looked down and replied with a smile: "I was made by the 'peerless problem'." ”

Ye Fu returned to the Prime Minister's House, rubbed his sore calves, and was about to continue reading and practicing calligraphy.

"My lord, I haven't eaten yet." Shocked to push open the door, brought Ye Fu's favorite dishes in, and placed them one by one.

Ye Fu put down the book and picked up the chopsticks, and smiled politely: "Thank you." ”

Stunned, he waited quietly for Ye Fu to finish eating and tidy up the desk.

When he was about to come, he left the excerpt of Jingzhao Yin Yamen, and said: "My lord, if you really fall in love with King Jingyang, you don't have to worry about your identity. The words of the day of the sting were a bit heavy, and I hope that the adults will forgive me. ”

Ye Fu raised his eyes and looked at people seriously, lightly opened his lips and said: "Shock, I'm just thinking about some things, and I have nothing to do with feelings." ”

"Then the ...... of your lord"

"I've never cared about emotional matters." Ye Fu's eyes are clear, like a delicate and transparent appearance.

Surprised, he retreated silently.

I opened the fold on the table and looked through it, as if I had expected it, and closed it as if I didn't care.

In this game, she won.