"I remember, there was such a thing." Lao Zhu pursed his mouth.

"We're going to get through this...... That old horseman, what do you mean by 'setting an example to the kings'? ”

"Is our son bad? Want his disciples to set an example? ”

Prince Zhu Biao wisely chose not to talk.

Since he, a good student, "graduated" from the main hall, among the remaining kings, Zhu Li, the king of Jin, can barely see it......

The others are really hard to describe......

"Hmm." Lao Zhu thought about it and stopped the footsteps that were going to go to the Jinshen Palace.

"Let's go, go over and have a look."

"Boss, come with us!"

He suddenly became interested in getting a glimpse of this month's mid-term exam. I also want to ask the fifth child about something, and I should go over in person, and I should be distracted.

"Ugh!" Zhu Biao was stunned, and when he saw that his father had already taken a step, he had no choice but to follow.

Brothers, it's not that my brother is unjust, it's really sudden, and it's too late to report the news......

Ask for more blessings......

……

The mid-month exam is similar to the monthly exam for high school students in later generations. Generally, the examination is held on the New Day of each month, which happens to be the same day as the imperial court.

Due to the different ages of the kings and the uneven level, the mid-month examination adopts the method of on-site questions: Mr. will ask questions on the spot according to the academic progress of the students, and the students will answer on the spot.

If you answer correctly, there is no prize, if you make a mistake, there will be a number of reward rulers.

Generally on this day, except for the crown prince and the king of Jin, the palms of the other princes are swollen.

Lao Zhu and Zhu Biao arrived at the main hall, and the attendant at the door was just about to kneel, Lao Zhu hurriedly waved his hand and signaled him not to make a sound.

Then he bent slightly and leaned lightly towards the study.

Seeing that his father, who is usually mighty and domineering, but at the moment he looks like a thief, Zhu Biao only felt funny. But in this way, he didn't want to deliberately make a noise to remind his younger brothers, and seeing that his father was still waving at him, he had to follow his father's example and quietly go over.

The father and son catened their waists and probed their brains through the window of the study.

It was Zhu Zhang, the king of Qin, who was endorsing. I only heard him stumble and say: "Zi said, poetry...... Three hundred, in a word...... to cover it up. ”

"Thinking of evil!"

"Innocent! Innocent! On the side, King Zhu Li of Jin quietly reminded.

"Ah, Si Wuxie!" Zhu Fan hurriedly changed his words, and then sat down happily as if he had passed the test.

“…… Three Highnesses, no reminders. On the podium, Song Lian said solemnly. Then he nodded Zhu Fan again: "Second Highness, please explain its meaning." ”

"Huh? Do you still have to paraphrase? Zhu Fan reluctantly stood up. Uh, that's, Confucius said......"

"This old guy can also say. What are you talking about this time? ”

If he can memorize it, he already wants his own life, where does he know what the interpretation is?

"Ugh." Song Lian shook his head in disappointment. "Xizhi, you come."

"Yes." Behind Song Lian, a young man in a Confucian shirt who was standing took a step forward when he heard the sound, he first bowed to the kings, and then said: "Zi said, three hundred poems, in a word, say, thinking is innocent." ”

"The meaning is that Sage Confucius believes that the 300 verses of the Book of Poetry, summed up in one word, are 'no evil thoughts'."

"Hmm." Song Lian brushed his head with satisfaction. The young man saluted Song Lian, and then took a step back, his face still humble and unimpressive.

"Second Highness." Song Lian walked up to Zhu Zhang. "Your question is very simple. In the future, we should study the Analects more. ”

"Right hand."

Old Master Song's status was respected, and Zhu Fan did not dare to disobey, so he stretched out his right hand in fear when he heard the words.

"Smack! Syllable! "The sound of two ring rulers slapping the flesh is extraordinarily crisp.

"Hey! This old horseman! Lao Zhu, who was peeping outside, was unhappy. I wanted to roll up my sleeves on the spot. "Why did he beat Lao Tzu's son again!"

"Daddy, Daddy." Zhu Biao hurriedly grabbed Lao Zhu. "Teaching, how can you not fight."

"The old horseman." Lao Zhu also knew this truth, but after all, he was still distressed, so he had to hate and scold.

"Your Highness." Song Lian ordered Zhu Li. "What does it mean to 'learn from things, to respect and preserve'?"

Zhu Li's question is a little more difficult than Zhu Zhang. Zhu Li got up and answered, and Song Lian said: "What His Highness said is not wrong. However, there are some shortcomings. Nozomi straight. ”

"Yes." The young man in the Confucian shirt who was standing took a step forward again, and said after giving a salute: "What His Royal Highness the King of Jin said is deeply rooted in Zhu Zi's true heritage. ”

"However, Zhu Zi also once said, 'The soul that covers the heart of the human heart is not known, and the things in the world are unreasonable.' Only reason is not endless, so its knowledge is endless. It shows that only when people understand the truth of exhausting things can they gain knowledge and consciously strengthen their own moral cultivation. ”

"A little shallow view, only a smile." After saying that, he retreated.

Song Lian nodded and smiled, Zhu Li's face was a little ugly, but he still said "teachable" and sat down.

I didn't take the ruler either.

But Zhu Di in the back, he couldn't escape, Song Lian also asked a question, Zhu Di stood up, stumbled, and used Zhu Su's "slur" to paraphrase.

This made Old Man Song angry like thunder, and slapped Zhu Laosi's three boards, which made the young Confucian named Xizhi stand out of the ranks.

Zhu Yuanzhang's face outside also darkened. Turning to Zhu Biao, he said, "What's the matter with your younger brothers?" The limelight was all out of that little sour. ”

"We're losing our faces!"

"Ugh." Zhu Biao could only show an embarrassed but polite smile.

Next it was Zhu Wu's turn. Song Lian sat on the chair and gasped for a while, consciously relieved, and then said, "Fifth Highness." ”

The air in the study fell silent. No one answered. Zhu Lao Wu's books were piled high on the table, and he could only see the exposed bun, but not his face.

Song Lian was a little strange, raised his voice and spoke again: "Fifth Highness? ”

"Five, five!" Zhu Fan whispered.

"Don't sleep! Call you! ”

He thought he was "quiet", but his loud voice even heard Lao Zhu at the door clearly.

The snickering laughter of everyone sounded in the study.

"Fifth Highness!" Song Lian angrily knocked on the ring ruler, and directly regarded the ring ruler as a shocking tree.

"Ahh Only then did Zhu Su wake up suddenly. Wipe the saliva from your cheeks. "What's wrong? Got your clothes in the rain? ”

"Hahaha." The snickering turned into a laugh.

Song Lian's old face turned black and he was about to have a seizure. The door slammed open. Lao Zhu's face was darker than him, and he walked into the study with his hands behind his back. Zhu Biao followed him and gave his younger brothers a cautious look.

"Your Majesty!" Song Lian was taken aback, and hurriedly got up from the chair and bowed down with the students: "Your Majesty (Father) is blessed!" ”

"Get up!" Lao Zhu had a fierce attitude. "Old Five, come with us!"

"Huh? Okay! "Zhu Su is happy, cheap dad, this is something to ask me again?

That's great! and happily skipping school...... Ahh Happy to make suggestions for the future of the Ming Dynasty.

No matter what happens today, I have to finalize the matter of not going to the main hall again!

What do we do as a traverser, throwing time away every day in this thing?

We want to be a guiding light for the Ming Dynasty!

Lao Zhu walked out angrily. Zhu Su, who had just gotten up, was still blindfolded, and he didn't notice it at all, and followed happily.

However, Zhu Biao looked entangled, and wanted to remind him a few words, but it was difficult to speak out.

I had to follow with a constipated expression.