Early in the morning, a violent roar sounded in the hall of Xingfu.

"You unfilial son, you're going to be angry with your father, right? I just said yesterday afternoon that I was going to practice martial arts, and now I want to study again? Are you bent on going against your father and getting angry with me so that I can inherit the family property? And then go with your fox friends and friends in the fly camp dog and go to the right business?! ”

Xing Gui'an blew his beard and stared, trembling with anger, and raised his palms for a long time, but he couldn't get down and hit the unfilial son in front of him.

Syllable!

Hit the teacup the ground.

"Dad, I'm serious." Xing Meng whispered.

The tone is really hard to get up, I just swore yesterday that I wanted to practice martial arts, and today I ran to say that I was going to study, isn't this a joke?

However, who called the Yesterday Awakening Fame Converter! Xing Meng said that he was also forced to be helpless.

If you want to blame Goldfinger, it's not too early or late, but it arrived yesterday, this isn't deliberately angry with Dad!

"Okay, you said you want to study, I'll believe it, tell me why you suddenly changed your mind and decided to study?" Xing Gui'an sat down, calmed his breath, and asked.

Xing Meng's face was solemn, and he said solemnly: "I want to study for the rise of Dasheng!" ”

Xing Gui'an was stunned.

Behind, Uncle Cheng was also stunned.

This is said with such momentum and style.

But how does it feel weird to say it from your own son's mouth?

Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, he still knows what virtues Xing Meng has.

It's not bad not to drag Dasheng back, and to study for Dasheng's rise?

"You melon peel! Let's let our Xing family rise first, stinky boy! Having said that, Xing Gui'an's face looked a lot better.

Dasheng is like a calm lake, with an undercurrent surging underneath and a raging black tide, although there is a danger of erupting.

The main reason why Xing Gui'an doesn't support Xing Meng's martial arts practice is that it is difficult to achieve martial arts, and after practicing for more than ten or twenty years, what can he do, in front of that kind of weird thing, it is not worth mentioning.

No matter how high the force value of an individual is, it is difficult to resist the treacherous, so it is better to join the imperial court, have a strong organizational guarantee, at least his life is safe, and he is safer than ordinary people.

Moreover, studying and gaining fame can not only win a good future, but also glorify the lintel, which is the best of both worlds.

"Dad, didn't I set up lofty ideals first, and then gradually implement them!" Xing Meng reassured.

"Okay, if you want to study, you can go to the school tomorrow, if you dare to pull out the teacher's beard like before, I will break your dog legs and cut off all your expenses and supplies, do you hear clearly?" Xing Gui'an said sternly.

"Understood, Daddy! Don't go tomorrow, I'll go today, bye-bye. Xing Meng beckoned, turned around and left.

"This stinky boy, every day he wants to come out is a play, and he blames me for spoiling him too much." Xing Gui'an looked at Xing Meng's disappearing back and blamed himself.

"Master, don't think so, I see that the young master has changed a lot, whether it is practicing martial arts or studying, at least he has his own ideas, and he takes the initiative to say it, this is a great progress." Uncle Cheng said with relief.

"I hope so, business has been tense recently, bandits are raging outside the city, and there are strange things running rampant in the city, and I don't know if ......the county government has reported it to the Demon Slaying Division," Xing Gui'an sighed and said.

……

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Xing Meng had been away from the school for several months, and the sound of Lang Lang's books stopped abruptly.

The tutor of the school is an old man with gray hair and a sixtieth birthday, and he is holding a brush to write today's topic, "Teacher and Disciple," on the paper hanging on the wall.

Bang! Xing Meng knocked on the door and said his intentions.

"You said you wanted to study?" The old school teacher looked at the gentleman in front of him who had pulled off a large handful of his beard, and said in disbelief.

"Yes, I was stubborn before, I didn't know that there was truth, goodness and beauty in books, and I didn't know that books were my best friends, so I sank into fun, this time I woke up, changed my past, and just wanted to learn the truth of being a man and doing things from books." Xing Meng is serious and full of nonsense.

The old man named Zhao Shangru is an old talent, and he has not been promoted in the exam for ten years, so he is at ease to teach and educate people in the school, and he is a bit old-fashioned, but he is extremely responsible for teaching students.

At the beginning, Xing Meng was stubborn and almost lost his beard, and he also advised Xing Meng to read more sage books and not waste his time.

"Books are our friends, and there is a good reason to say that...... Well, if you have the heart to know your mistakes, you also need to have the ability to correct your mistakes, and the so-called knowing your mistakes can improve a lot. Zhao Shangru held a book in his hand and nodded.

"Just then, we talked about the relationship between students and teachers, so you should sit down and study with your heart."

"Thank you, Master Zhao." Xing Meng thanked him.

"Master Zhao, the student thinks this move is inappropriate." At this time, a richly dressed little white face stood up and shook his head.

"The Yao family's little white face!" Xing Meng glared at each other angrily and asked, "Do you have any opinions on my study of the teachings of the sages?" ”

This little white face is the third son of Yao Mansion, the wealthy family of Hanjiang City, Yao Tianci, who has a snow-white complexion, as if he has been smeared with a thick layer of powder, his eyes are hanging, and he looks at people with squinted eyes.

Although the Xing family is a wealthy family and has a large business, after all, it is a merchant family, but the Yao family is a real scholarly family, and there are still people in the family who hold official positions in Nanzhou Mansion.

Xing Meng naturally had a very bad deal with Yao Tianci.

Yao Tianci's neck shrank, his eyes showed fear, Xing Meng is a well-known little devil in the world, eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, fighting and brawling are common, if he is ruthless, he is not an opponent.

"Master Zhao, the student is not rejecting Xing Meng, but Xing Meng has been absent from school for three months, and now he continues to study, he will definitely not be able to keep up with everyone's progress, so the student thinks that Xing Meng should be allowed to go to Mengxue Private School, and after the foundation is solid, he will come to study with us." Yao Tianci looked at Zhao Shangru, his eyes moving slightly.

Zhao Shangru did not doubt him, and bowed slightly.

This is also true, Xing Meng's foundation is poor, and it is difficult to learn to follow, and if he is tired of learning, it will be difficult to let him return to class.

“MMP！”

Xing Meng scolded in his heart, Mengxue is a place for a group of little children to learn to read, let him go there, not to mention shame or shame, the key is that it will not help him to improve his fame.

With a turn of his head and thinking about it, he took advantage of Zhao Shangru's mouth before he could speak, and preemptively said: "Master Zhao, although I have been absent from class for a long time, I have not lost my homework. ”

"Are you embarrassed to say that?" Yao Tianci said sarcastically.

Many rich boys around also laughed.

Every time they go to Hongxing Mansion to open meat, they can meet Xing Meng looking for fun there, how can this kind of person be at home to warm up for class.

"Xing Meng, the ancient sage said, it's better to be wrong than to be untrustworthy, you can't lie and deceive the teacher because of this." Zhao Shangru also obviously didn't believe it, and shook his head with disappointment in his eyes.

"That's it, Master Zhao, since Xing Meng said that he didn't drop his homework, why don't I take a test for him, if Xing Meng can answer correctly, then naturally he didn't lie, if he doesn't answer correctly, such a person full of lies must not stay in this school where the sages are endless!"

Yao Tianci's voice grew colder.

"Good!"

Xing Meng clapped his hands, and his heart was waiting for you.

"However, instead of comparing what we have learned, why don't we debate the topic written by Master Zhao today, and let Master Zhao judge the level, how about it?"

"If you don't study, you don't study, and you dare to argue, you don't know how to debate a few baskets of big words, do you know how to argue?" Yao Tianci said mockingly.

Argumentation, that is, around a theme, through logical analysis, material corroboration, and then expound one's own point of view, is very important to the ability of the debater.

Xingmeng University is the school debate team, and now there are thousands of books in the brain, and the pen is like divine help.

"Understood, you don't dare." Xing Meng plucked out his ears and said with disdain.

"Fart!" After all, Yao Tianci was a young man, and he was aroused by Xing Meng in just a few words, and said angrily: "Then argue!" ”

"Okay, please also ask Master Zhao to preside." Xing Meng arched his hand.

"Well, well, since you want to speak, it's okay, but whether you win or lose, you must focus on your studies, and don't slack off or be depressed." Zhao Shangru admonished.

"Understood."

"Understood."

Both nodded.

"This topic, called 'Teacher and Disciple', that is, teacher and student, around this topic, to carry out a debate and explain the relationship between the two." Zhao Shangru pointed to the paper and ink hanging on the wall behind him.

Xing Meng's face was indifferent, and a ready-made text appeared in his mind, "Shi Said".

"Shi Shuo" is the head of the eight masters of the Tang and Song dynasties, and is respected by the great writer Su Dongpo as the decline of the eight generations of Wenqi, the drowning of the world, the anger of the loyal prisoner, and the prose master Han Yu, who won the commander of the three armies.

The articles that demonstrate the relationship between the teacher and the disciple are all vain talk and nonsense in front of this article!

In other words, it's all younger brothers!

Yao Tianci looked at Xing Meng with a look of contempt, and said, "I'll come first, let Xing Meng think about it more time, so as not to deal with it in a hurry and say that I am bullying others." ”

"Master Zhao, students think that teachers are role models for students, teachings for schoolwork, and models for people.

Our generation of students should take the teacher's teaching as the foundation of prudence in words and deeds, and take the teacher's admonition as a good word for dealing with things and entering the profession.

Teachers and disciples are like the sun and the moon to the forests, the rivers and lakes to the fish and shrimp, and the snow to the crops......

Teachers and students follow too! ”

Yao Tianci looked around at the school, his face was quite complacent, this piece of speech and argumentative article completely adhered to the principle of respecting the teacher, neat and neat, and the words were sincere, except for him, no one in the entire school could make a second article.