"The way of heaven is popular, creation is developed, and everything that has sound, color, and appearance and flows between heaven and earth is also a thing. If there is a thing, then it is a thing, and it is a thing that has its own rules of course and cannot tolerate it, and it is all given by heaven, not what man can do......"

Mr. Zicheng shook his head, but Zhang Zhen didn't understand what Mr. Zicheng was talking about, the most difficult to understand in ancient texts, and just a few sentences made Zhang Cheng feel a little drowsy.

Zhang Zhen looked around, whether it was his assistant brother or the noble children around him, he didn't know if he could understand it or not, anyway, he looked very attentive and serious.

Zhang Lu looked to the side again, and found that the position next to him was unexpectedly a young man sitting at some point.

This little boy looks like he is only in his teens, born with red lips and white teeth, but he is a little handsome guy.

Zhang Yan lightly nodded at the little boy next to him and whispered: "This brother, this Mr. Orange doesn't seem to be simple?" can make so many noble children study so seriously, is it always corporal punishment of students? Is it a palm or a kick? ”

The little boy seemed to have never seen anyone talking secretly in class, and he was a little stunned for a while.

Zhang Zhen waited for a long time and didn't wait for the little boy's reply, what he didn't like the most was this kind of good baby, so he could only pouted and said disdainfully: "If you abide by classroom discipline like this, you must be a nerd." ”

Hearing this, the little boy had the heart to refute a few words, but in the end he didn't know what to say, so he had to hold back a big red face, silently thinking in his heart that it was not right to obey discipline? You talk like a chatterbox, you still have a reason to talk in class?

Then again, teenagers seem to care a lot about their presence. After a while, the little boy saw the opportunity and whispered: "Mr. Zicheng's surname is Huang Mingxiang, and the word Zicheng is the first name in the current science meeting." At first, these noble children in the James Mansion had no intention of learning at all, and no matter how many great Confucians came, it would be useless......"

Zhang Lu quietly glanced at Mr. Zicheng, who was still shaking his head and didn't know what he was reading, and then asked the little boy, "Does it work when Mr. Zicheng comes?" ”

The little boy nodded firmly, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Zicheng is quite strict, anyone who makes trouble in class will be scolded at least and beaten at worst!" Don't look at Mr. Zicheng looks quite thin, but he is quite powerful when he moves, at the beginning someone will fight back if he is beaten, but in the end he was defeated in the hands of Mr. Zicheng. Xungui's children are not very good at learning, but when it comes to dancing knives and guns, they are all good hands, even so, no one in the huge James Mansion is Mr. Zicheng's opponent! Of course, some of them will use the power of their families to try to pressure Mr. Yu Zicheng, and in the end, they are all gone, and they are all gone. ”

What do you mean by that? Hooligans know martial arts, no one can stop them, rotten Confucians know martial arts, hooligans are also scared! Zhang Zhen couldn't help but exclaim: "So powerful? ”

"You know that I am powerful, but you dare to whisper in class?"

Zhang Lu was startled by this voice, and when he turned around, he saw Mr. Zicheng, a hooligan...... No, this rotten confucian, who knows martial arts, is already standing behind him.

Looking at the little boy who had just spoken, he was sitting precariously at the moment, and he didn't dare to look at Mr. Zicheng.

Zhang Yu hurriedly put an embarrassed smile on his face and said, "I am also curious about a learned person like Mr. Zicheng, don't blame Mr. ”

Mr. Zicheng was expressionless, just stroked his beard, and asked, "I heard yesterday that there were newcomers from the James Mansion coming, but I didn't expect it to be a slippery head, your name is Zhang Lu, right?" ”

Zhang Zhen nodded.

I only heard Mr. Zicheng say again: "Since you are a newcomer, your knowledge must be limited, and it is not difficult for me to explain that 'the people can make it, but not to know it'?" ”

Although Zhang Lu is not proficient, he was forced by the teacher to memorize some Analects when he was in elementary school, and he knows more or less the meaning of them, but he also knows that he is a half-ass, and in the eyes of a scholar like Mr. Zicheng, who is proficient in the subset of classics and history, he can't even count as a class axe. But...... Mr. Zicheng's sentence seems to be problematic.

But now that he has asked his head, Zhang Lu can only stubbornly say: "Mr. Zicheng, your sentence doesn't seem right......"

Although the Ming Dynasty is based on Cheng Zhu Lixue, Huang Zicheng has dabbled in other theories and theories, and now there is a child who says that he is not right, which also makes Huang Zicheng more curious.

Huang Zicheng opened his mouth and asked, "Then tell me, how to break this sentence?" ”

These words scared Zhang Fu, who was sitting next to Zhang Yuan, what is their identity now? Descend to the minister's family, Zhang Yu has repeatedly told him to keep a low profile, it seems that Zhang Lu has forgotten everything, and now Zhang Fu only hopes that Zhang Yuan will not have any doubts about Mr., regardless of whether this question is right or wrong, in short, there is no benefit.

Zhang Fu quietly tugged at the corner of Zhang's clothes, hoping that he would quickly admit his mistake to his husband, but Zhang Fu unconsciously pulled the corners of his clothes back.

I only heard Zhang Lu reply: "It should be 'the people can make it, so it's done.'" You can't make it, you know it. ’”

Huang Zicheng repeated this sentence, as if he was thinking about the meaning, but after a moment, Huang Zicheng's eyes were already full of anger: "Shaft, dare to misinterpret the meaning of the saint?" ”

Huang Zicheng began to roll up his sleeves as he spoke, looking at the posture, he was bound to beat Zhang Yan up today.

Judging from the current situation, it is unrealistic for Huang Zicheng, who knows martial arts, to have his small arms and legs hard, but it is impossible for Zhang Fu to sit still, he immediately hid behind Zhang Fu, poked his head out, and said to Huang Zicheng: "Zi Fei Yu, the joy of knowing fish, you are not a saint!" How do you know that what you understand is what a saint means? Besides, the son once said: Threesomes must have my teacher. Maybe my understanding is correct? ”

Zhang Zhen didn't expect that Huang Zicheng really stopped when he heard these words.

Just based on Zhang Lu's words, although there is some truth, it will not make Huang Zicheng, who has been studying for more than 20 years, change his opinion, Cheng Zhu Lixue is like his belief, naturally he will not be easily shaken.

The reason why Huang Zicheng stopped was because he felt the difference of Zhang Lu. In the past, the sons of Xungui stabbed him a lot, but none of them dared to argue with him about the sage's point of view, and Zhang Lu had heard that Huang Zicheng's strength was not low, and now he dared to fight like this, in Huang Zicheng's eyes, Zhang Lu, who was only nine years old, naturally became a genius boy who was brave and sophistry.

In an instant, Huang Zicheng actually put on an interested smile, which made Zhang Zhen feel furious, and for a while Zhang Zhen seemed to have returned to his previous life, yes, that's right, the head teacher in his previous life would show such a smile before punishing the students.

"If you want to kill or chop, you can come!" Zhang Lu was furious in his heart, but he was still doing the last stubbornness, in his mind, he would suffer some flesh and skin at most, anyway, Huang Zicheng didn't dare to kill, he might as well be awe-inspiring.