The academy is called the "academy", without prefixes, without embellishment, simple, rustic, and as a matter of course.

There is a grass house in the academy, it is called "grass house", dozens of red lotus leaves on the left side of the house, the right side of the house is full of small white flowers, and there is a statue of a master in front of the house.

Bai Lu, on the first day of the hospital, the new students entered the school, the old students resumed classes, and the grass house, which had been empty for more than a month, began to be full of people again. After all, those who enter the grass house are not poor or noble, regardless of princes, young and old, men and women, they can talk freely and freely.

Family affairs, state affairs, and world affairs are nothing to talk about.

Sages, immortals, Buddhas, and emperors of the world, no one can't talk about it.

Of course, those outrageous remarks can only echo in the grass house, and not the slightest trace of the academy can be passed out, which may be the greatest tolerance and the final bottom line of Emperor Dayu sitting on the dragon chair of the Yangtu Palace!

The morning bell only rang two or three times, and the first conversation of the school season began in the grass house, and the exclamation and applause outside the house attracted many new students.

Drinking a bowl of cold green tea, Sun Pingshan shook the sleeves of his robe full of patches, and continued to write with a pen, while a young man in Chinese clothes next to him read while reading, his voice clear.

"People should be nourished and build momentum. If the sun is not clear, the terrain is not good, and the people are not good, it is necessary to hide in the court, in the city, and in the wilderness. But all three talents are available, and those who are not also atmospheric can not get them. There is a heart to enter the WTO, biased to the world, among which the body and mind are reversed, and there are many suspicions of painting tiger dogs. Qingmang is a young man, and he is a person who walks and sings. With a long and a short Xie Gongqi, climb the seventy-two peaks towards the big top, taste the three-leaf clear water big red robe, say that the fairy clouds come out of Xiu, but it is actually boring. It is a worldly thing, so it is less vassal and elegant. However, the accession to the WTO is only the beginning of the world, and the amount of the raft is raised, the rules are set in a square circle, and all kinds of rails are enclosed like high walls, and they are stuck like spider webs. The complex and dense system can not only tie people's hands and feet, but also confuse black and white, and make a thousand people face the same, or a person with a thousand faces. ”

Sun Pingshan raised his hand and carefully dipped it in ink, and then dusted the edge of the inkstone, lest the ink fall and stain the rice paper. He had never used such fragrant ink, such a good pen, or such white paper!

He is a poor boy who came out of the 100,000 mountains of Myanmar, his parents are poor old farmers who farm mountain fields, it stands to reason that Sun Pingshan's hands are destined to be sharpened into rough and mottled old bark by the yellow earth of Myanmar, but since this kid was attracted by the sound of reading in the village private school, he always secretly drilled under the window root of the low billet house.

The teacher in the private school is a rough old scholar, who dragged a broken leg more than 20 years ago to this isolated small village and set up a shabby small private school.

The people in the mountains are simple, and they feel that this stranger is really pitiful, so they send the bare-ass peeing melons and eggs at home to this so-called private school, first, to let people take care of these mud cubs, and secondly, to find an excuse to help the disabled scholars. Although the people in the mountains have no money, it is still possible for a family to produce a scoop of brown rice. So, a small private school was set up.

But to the surprise of the villagers, in just one month, the stunned babies who could only blow their noses have changed one by one, at least their little faces are washed white, and there is no straw in their hair. And when you meet the village boss, there will be a decent salute. From this moment on, the people in the village began to think that the scholar at the foot of the slope was a capable person.

Winter goes to spring, cold comes and summer, and the scholar at the foot of the slope has frosted his hair. One day, he found a sneaky little doll outside the window of his private school. Although the little doll is small, although the clothes are torn, they are clean, and the two flat eyebrows on the face are like distant mountains. At that time, I was holding a wooden stick and sketching on the ground, and when I looked closely, I saw that it was the etiquette I taught in the house!

So he asked, "Do you want to read?"

The little doll nodded, opened her mouth and spit out a vague "think" word!

The old scholar was shocked, when the little doll opened its mouth just now, he found that there was only half a tongue in its mouth.

The little doll saw the surprise on the face of the old scholar opposite, and quickly covered her mouth, looked up with a pleading gaze, and after a while, her little face was dark. Just as the little doll wiped away her tears and wanted to turn away, the old scholar spoke, "When others read with their mouths, you have to read with your heart!"

So, the little mute entered a small private school

Ten years, the little mute with amazing understanding and amazing diligence, the old scholar taught and taught, turned into his own pen of Juanxiu Xiaokai.

Half a year ago, the old scholar said to the little mute, "Let's go to Yiyang City! There is a academy there." Forty years ago, my teacher was the master there. I lost a leg there and wish you could go there and get a mouth. ”

So, the dumb boy walked out of the mountains, crossed the Yangjiang River, crossed Surabaya, walked into the Yidu, and entered the academy.

When he came back to his senses, he found that the brush in his hand had dripped a piece of ink on the rice paper, and Sun Pingshan was immediately annoyed and hurriedly carried the book on his wrist.

"Thousands of eunuchs, two grimaces, majestic can be angry King Kong, charity like a bodhisattva low eyebrows. But unknown, dressed in golden silkworm clothes, his heart is bound to the remnants. This "binding", from the outside to the inside and then from the inside to the outside, pierces the skin through the bones, and wraps the spirit of the flesh. The ancients were cloudy, the sky sent a killing machine, the stars were easy to stay, the earth sent a killing machine, the dragon and snake rose to land, the people sent a killing machine, and the heaven and earth were repeated. The official system is actually a huge net woven by people and covering the world, which not only hides the charm of the ghost, but also does not have (mo) Zhong Lingyuxiu. The young man in Chinese clothes frowned slightly at this time, and seemed to feel that the words of the writer in front of him were too amazing, but anyway, this is a grass house, so he will read it aloud sentence by sentence.

"Who is this patch boy? Such a bold statement!" Bai Qiyue chased Qi Manfu into the cottage, originally wanted to find the pig's head and play again, but he didn't expect it to coincide with the Qing Tan rally, and heard someone talking about the official way.

"It should be the same as you and me, both of them are new students this year. Qiongzi stood a little back, next to the prince's tail leaf, who was dragging the grass monk to pour out his admiration. Bai Qiyue didn't see her in the corner, but she saw Princess Dayu who broke into the venue.

Bai Qiyue looked back and saw that it was Qiongzi, and couldn't help but secretly say that he was unlucky, anyway, somehow, July just felt that Qiongzi was not pleasing to the eye. However, after all, she is a princess, and she can't lose Da Yu's face, so she also smiled and said, "It turned out to be Princess Qiongzi! After the Taiqing Night Banquet, I haven't seen you for a long time, but my third brother often talks about you!"

Qiong Ziqiao's face was slightly red, Qianyu, the second prince of the Yu Dynasty, seemed to have some admiration for our island pearls! Qiongzi was a little embarrassed, and changed the topic, "Don't call yourself a princess, when you enter the academy, there are only scholars and martial arts, just call me Qiongzi, but I don't know if I can call you July?"

Princess Da Yu was not petty, and replied, "Of course you can!" Then she pointed to the ugly tiger behind her and said, "Bai Shaoxian, my sick cat!"

Bai Shaoxian looked at Qiyue for a while, and then faced everyone coldly.

"Why is it a cat, it's obviously Brother Tiger, and the younger brother will be mixed with you in the future, you have to follow me!" Prince Weiye recognized at a glance that Bai Shaoxian, who was domineering and monstrous on the bronze bird platform of Taiqing Palace, knew the power of this guy, so he used a half-baked trick of rivers and lakes.

After this simple teenager's gag, even the cold-faced Bai Shaoxian was slightly stunned, and the others couldn't cry or laugh, and everyone suddenly felt a lot more familiar.

At this time, the little monk clasped his hands together, pronounced the Buddha's name, and said, "Little monk grass lamp, I have seen all the donors!"

"I said Xiaocao! Can you not always mention the Buddha! You are now studying in the academy, and you are no longer a monk who strikes the bell!" "Tail Leaf is a self-cooked, although he has only known the little monk for less than a moment or three, but he is teasing like an old friend.

"Study, are you studying in the Fifth Academy?" Bai Qiyue asked in surprise, and the ugly tiger also looked sideways.

"But no, my brother Xiaocao is the winner of the big entrance examination!

"No, no, it's you!" Bai Qiyue suddenly thought of the funny name at the top of the list, and covered his mouth and smiled.

While the grass monk was slandering someone, he could only nod and smile bitterly.

While everyone was greeting, the sound of chanting came again.

"Whoever makes a name without permission, or for fame, or for profit, or for power, does not have a good cause, or may obtain a good result. Even so, the people are not demanding. There are four kinds of officials: one is as incorruptible as clear water, with both ability and political integrity; the second is as good as a wretch, virtuous but not talented; the third is like a mosquito, and the virtue is heavy; and the fourth is greedy like gluttony, and the virtue is covered up by virtue. The second is that they must not be understood by the original Confucianism, the essence of Zhu Confucianism, and the study of the mind of Meng Confucianism, and they cannot be pedantic, or they can be ridiculed by the word "literary stupidity"; third, they have small flaws and great power, and they can seize small profits and abstain from big greed, and they can be both inside and outside, and they can be inside and outside; and they can be inside and outside; and fourth, virtue and ethics have been moth-eaten, and whether there is a cure or not is also a coffin. I privately think that it is necessary to "respect one light, two precepts, and four for three" in order for the benefits to outweigh the disadvantages. ”

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was silent, and after a while, there was a buzz and discussions.

"This person, what an arrogant tone!" Bai Qiyue smacked his tongue, but savored the deep meaning in his heart.

"In the grass house, there is indeed nothing to say!" Qiong Zi admired the person who created the grass house.

At this time, the sound of reading aloud started again, and the grass house immediately fell silent, whether it was for or against it, or disdainful, they all wanted to hear what the flat-eyed young man who was struggling to write was still earth-shattering.

"Merchants will be traitorous, and officials will be greedy - this is not a boast. Officialdom is like a deep pool, not the clearest and fishless stream. It is also difficult to achieve small greed and big governance as the first choice of officials. In addition, if officials collude with each other, how can there be a lone good person? Minor officials follow the superiors, the ministers follow the elders, the auxiliary ministers follow the prime ministers, the masterminds carry the vassals, and the coerced those who are interested and those who are unintentional. Woohoo, if your heart is not strong, how can you be peaceful? Unswerving, how can you be the world?"

The pen stopped, the sound fell, and no one spoke in the grass.

"Who is this person?" After a while, all the students who came back to their senses first wanted to ask this question.

"Sun Pingshan! There is a bit of the taste of Master Wu! Man Fu, is it good for him to be your little junior brother?" There is a partition on the second floor of the grass house, which is the place where the head of the academy can listen to the students' conversations. In order to avoid the sharp-eyed bright girl, Qi Fatzi stumbled into the door by mistake, only to find that a yellow-haired middle-aged man and a blind young man were drinking tea and eating pastries. Hey, isn't this the blind young man who gave me the waist card at the Taiqing Night Banquet? Although he knew that the young man must have a good status in the academy, when the middle-aged man called the young master, Qi Fatzi was still shocked into a cold sweat!

Therefore, the fat man who is usually in the waves stands obediently to the side, quietly like a twenty-eight girl who does not often go in and out of the boudoir.

At this time, when he heard the little master turn around and talk to him, Qi Fatzi didn't react for a while.

He was stunned, and Wang Jinzhi next to him was surprised, "Little Master, are you sure? You know, the master of the academy can only have three personal disciples!"

"Well, it's decided! Although the senior brother is bald, he is a monkey spirit. The second senior brother is a pig's head, and he is cunning. The third junior brother Mu Ne said little, but he had a righteous heart. A perfect match!" the little master pouted.

"Alas, lucky people! especially you, lucky pig!" Although Wang Jinzhi couldn't hear the joke in the little master's words, he still pointed at Qi Fatzi and scolded with a smile.

You must know that there are only seven masters in the huge academy, except for the newly promoted Meng Yiwei, the other six are already old men, and even the disciples are no longer young, where will they accept any closed disciples?

Only the young Master Meng could choose three from among the students of the academy and bring them under his tutelage to teach them personally. Now, the scholars of the Furui Pavilion, the martial arts of the Demu Society, and even the teachers of the Shangwu Mansion have all broken their heads, who made the little master a legend of the academy? But I didn't expect the little master to choose three unknown freshmen.

Meng Yiwei didn't think too much, he was looking out of the window at this time, the portrait of the master in the morning light.

I thought to myself, "O great master, the grass hut behind you is growing with the leaves you are worried about!"