Wei Shu swept her eyes and couldn't help laughing.

It's just two sets of seats, and this kid said it as if he was separated from people by thousands of rivers and mountains.

Because everyone's position is fixed, there is no possibility of changing, Cheng Yuejiao only muttered a few words in a low voice, and then still sat back in place.

Today coincides with the beginning of the month, which is the day of the school examination set by the master once every ten years, and with the presence of Wei Shu, the god of killing, all the women have also extinguished the idea of bickering, and they all opened the books and studied with great concentration.

After a while, there was a sound of clogs stomping on the ground outside the window.

At this time, the rain was wild, the window paper was blown by the wind, and the rain hit the eaves, adding a bit of gloom. However, the sound of the footsteps seemed to have a different kind of calmness and serenity, as if the traveler was not afraid of the wind and rain, but enjoyed it.

Wei Shu raised her head from the bamboo table, and saw that at the curtain roll, a green shirt was coming from Xu Bu.

The Xixi hired by the Cheng Mansion arrived.

Through the gap in the brocade curtain, it can be vaguely seen that it is a woman in her sixties, full of gray hair, green sleeves, elegant appearance, and a strong bookish atmosphere between her actions.

The night before yesterday, Wei Shu heard Jiang say that this female master's surname was Wu, and she had taught at Baishi Academy back then, and later went to the palace to be a female official for a few years.

Because she has a good character and is very thoughtful, every year before the annual examination of Baishi Academy, a senior family will invite her to teach the homework of the girls in the family, in order to get a good score in the entrance examination.

Over time, this Wu Fuzi gradually became a bit famous in Bianjing City, and it took a lot of work for the Cheng family to finally invite her.

After thinking about it, Wu Fuzi had already climbed the stairs, and a little mustache flew to take off the clogs and set up the oil umbrella for her, and she stood under the eaves for a while, brushing the rain off the corners of her robe, and her every move was peaceful.

All the women also saw her at this time, and they all straightened their backs and sat upright, their expressions solemn and their postures were elegant, and they were different from each other.

It can be seen that this Wu Fuzi is well-known for his prestige, and he must also have a set of studies, and all the little ladies in the mansion are cleaned up by her.

"I've seen you, sir."

As soon as Wu Fuzi stepped into the study, Cheng Yuechan got up first and led her sisters to salute.

"Sit." Wu Fuzi's voice was light, and he returned the salute with a teacher's salute, and stood in front of the podium, and with a casual glance, he saw Wei Shu in the corner.

The hall is full of pearls and greenery, but this woman is dressed in cloth and has a cold expression, which is incompatible with this house, and it is difficult not to teach people to pay attention.

After the women sat down and wrote, Wu Fuzi looked at Wei Shu and asked, "You are Wei Shu?"

Wei Shu and the other daughters read the book together, she had already known in advance, and she said Wei Shu's name with her mouth.

Wei Shu got up and said yes, bowed slightly, and said unhurriedly:

"Yesterday, Mr. was not in the house, and the students did not have the opportunity to visit first, but today they came rashly, but the students were rude first, and I hope that Mr. will forgive him."

Even if he was once the Son of Heaven, he must be respectful in front of the teacher, and at this point, Wei Shu has no proud thoughts.

Speaking of which, Wu Fuzi did ask for leave to go out yesterday because of something at home, and he didn't return all night, and he didn't have to turn around until just before class, so Wei Shu can't be blamed for being rude.

Wu Fuzi said softly, "It's okay," and then asked her, "Can you read?"

This is to check Wei Shu's level of knowledge, and Wei Shu knows it.

Of course, she would never reply with such humble words as "a few words you need to know", so she bluntly said, "I have read a few books."

"Oh?" Wu Fuzi raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her a few times.

Not to mention literacy, and still "read", and still "quite a few read" books, this Wei Xiaoniang either thinks very highly of herself, or she really has some ink in her stomach.

Wu Fuzi has been teaching for many years, and all kinds of students have seen it, and they are all happy when they hear this, but they still have a gentle face, and they say in a voice: "So, have you ever read poems and rites?"

She asked about the Book of Songs and the Book of Rites.

These two books are the main reading materials of Baishi Academy, which have been followed for more than 100 years and have not changed to this day.

Nowadays, some people in Shilin have begun to take out the two articles of "University" and "The Mean" and annotate them word by word, and it has gradually become a habit. However, there is still a difference between Baishi Academy's women's school and the real Shilin, so it is still necessary to explain the "Book of Rites" in its entirety, and if students can study it for five years, it will not be a problem to understand this book.

Wei Shu was also familiar with these two volumes, and when she heard this question, she bowed her head and said, "I have read it."

"'There is no beginning, there is a last sentence, which one does it come from? Why?" Wu Fuzi's questioning came almost immediately.

Wei Shu didn't panic at all, and said calmly: "Mr. Hui, this sentence is from "The Book of Songs: Daya", which means that life is good, but few people have a good death. King Wen lamented the hardships of the world, the misery of the people, and the tyranny of the merchants, which led to the suffering of the people."

Wu Fuzi nodded, did not speak, but looked at Wei Shu's gaze more and more gentle, obviously agreeing with her answer.

Cheng Yuanniang on the side suddenly turned her head and glanced at Wei Shu in surprise.

Among the women here, she is the only one who has read the "Book of Songs" deeply, but she has also learned this one, but she has never memorized it, and the meaning of the poem is also half-understood, but Wei Shu is like a fluent answer, not only knows what it is, but also knows why it is true, which makes Cheng Yuanniang, who has always regarded herself very highly, very shocked.

For a while, there was silence in the small study, and all the women looked at each other, all of them focused on Wei Shu's body.

"'Learn for a while, memorize it for me.'" Wu Fuzi's second exam question is here.

This sentence comes from the eighteenth chapter of the "Book of Rites", because the whole article is to persuade learning, and it also has the name of "Learning Record", Wei Shu is naturally familiar with it, so he recited it aloud:

"Although there are delicacies, and food is eaten, I do not know its purpose; Although there is a supreme way, Buddha learns, but I don't know its goodness. It is because of learning and then knowing that it is insufficient, and teaching and then knowing that it is difficult......

Her voice seems to have penetrating power, even if the wind and rain outside the window are cloudy, the voice of this recitation is also cold and cold, which is refreshing.

All the women looked at Wei Shu in unison, and everyone had a shock on their faces that could not be hidden.

A lowly commoner who runs the rivers and lakes can actually understand the "Book of Songs", read the "Book of Rites" well, and even recite it.

Could it be that nowadays, everyone who mixes the rivers and lakes must first have knowledge before they can become successful?

Xu is too unbelievable, the sound of inhalation in the room comes and goes, listening to Wei Shu's ears, it is like a tsunami in the mountains.

This paragraph is only about 100 words, Wei Shu has quickly finished reciting, and the women are busy turning around and looking at Master Wu, their eyes are keen, waiting for her judgment.