It had been snowing for a few days, and it was rare for the sky to be so clear, with a trace of misty clouds above the clear blue.

It is rare to hear the birdsong, and the lively turtledove also steals the floating life.

Zhang Liang no longer struggled with Ying Hehua about what to teach, he asked people to spread the bamboo slips brought from Handi on the stone slab of the outer pavilion, regardless of whether it was too cold, so he stood in the snow and began to talk to her about the scriptures of the Great Way of Humanity and the Way of Love and Respect.

Xu Yi knew that what Zhang Liang learned was a synthesis of various theories. So when he talked about the Confucian canon and the interpretation of Confucius's quotations, she was not surprised at all.

Zhang Liang said, between heaven and earth, it seems that he is alone.

He said: The heart of compassion is the end of benevolence; The heart of shame is also the end of righteousness; The heart of resignation, the end of courtesy; The heart of right and wrong, the end of wisdom.

He said: What is not said is restless, what is said is hidden, and what is not seen is blind. Joy, anger, sorrow and happiness have not yet been released, and they are said to be in the middle, and they are all in the middle, which is called the sum. To neutralize, heaven is in the ascendancy, and all things are nurtured.

He also said: Be at the top and not be arrogant, and be at the bottom without worrying.

Zhang Liang deliberately said these classics that were obviously different from the national policy of the Qin State in the first lesson, thinking that Ying Hehua would be angry, she would not like such persuasion, maybe she would beg Ying Zheng to change her teacher.

Zhang Liang didn't expect her to sit upright and listen with relish, without the slightest look of disdain.

People who have come out of nine-year compulsory education have been nurtured with the concept of goodness since childhood. After work, he was instilled with some of the essence of thick black studies by the society. Liu Bang is understandably the originator of thick black.

She was curious about how Zhang Liang would reconcile this balance.

The relationship between students and teachers was very special during the Warring States period. The student is courteous and polite, and even if the teacher does not wait to see the student, then he can still take care of some teacher-student friendship. It may be a great thing for Zhang Liang to become her teacher.

Xu Yi thought, she can't be Zhang Liang's "Yan Hui", and she won't lose money as a "sub-road"? In this way, he can also say to her, "Why bother to study and then learn", so as not to "meet each other in arms".

Zhang Liang said.

Innova is very courier on the teacup.

The pottery is steaming tea, and the bright brownish green is filled with slices of acerol tea.

She held her hands together and raised them between her foreheads.

"Zhang Liang, what you said today, I think it's very good. These days, I know that you don't feel comfortable in your heart after all. I trapped you in Xianyang, and you hated me as the princess of Qin. I don't know if you have any changes in me because of Mr. Han Fei's matter. ”

As she spoke, her hands trembled as she lifted high, and the tea in her hands kept shaking.

Because Zhang Liang did not take the tea for a long time.

Xu Yan has always maintained this position.

When it comes to something that requires patience to polish like archaeology, Xu Yi will show considerable stamina.

She didn't mind spending a few years getting Zhang Liang to accept Daqin.

I saw Ying Hehua use a pair of watery eyes to sincerely tell the truth that has been acquiesced for a long time.

"Actually, I'm quite grateful to you. You have stopped me from the tower. Then you came to the state of Qin, and you never told anyone what I said to you or what I did in Korea. Actually, you can tell your father that it was because I didn't want to return to Qin as soon as possible, and that I deliberately wanted to stay in Xinzheng. ”

Xu Yi stared into his eyes.

“…… On that day in the Han Palace, it is understandable that you want to kill me. ”

"Understandable?"

Zhang Liang still didn't pick up the lamp.

It must have been because there was no snow, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to hear her so clearly.

"Han Fei and you actually know that my detention will undoubtedly make Yingteng speed up the march."

Zhang Liang said: "Reduce the opportunity for other countries to help and gain a little time for the Qin State, you didn't think that you would be in danger?" ”

"I've thought about it." Xu Yi smiled slightly, "In the troubled times, I never thought about peace. ”

"You're not afraid that I or someone else will kill you?"

"I won the bet, didn't I?"

Zhang Liang's pupils contracted slightly.

She herself is so clear about what she is doing, and she is so bold to open up. No one has ever taken the bait for their own eyes, and this is never a clever strategy.

Only courage and courage.

Xu Yi saw that Zhang Liang was still reluctant to reach out and take her teacup, she thought that this might be a test.

She collided with his silent gaze and continued, "Now my father wants you to be my teacher. I wonder if there's any other deal between you? But respecting you as a teacher does come from my own heart. ”

Zhang Liang saw that a few dead plum trees in Zhilan Palace were also attached to the faint morning light, stretched their rugged posture, and reappeared with vitality.

"Why me?" Zhang Liang asked the question again. This was different from the question in the snow pavilion last time, and this time his tone was noticeably calmer.

This official uniform of the Qin State made him quite uncomfortable, and he hated himself for submitting to Qin like this countless times, and he forced himself to remember the fact that Han was dead.

A soft and beautiful smile spread across the girl's pearl-like face.

"Because since I saw you, Zhang Liang, I knew that you were inseparable from the chips in this world."

Zhang Liang was stunned.

He didn't think he was that important.

He saw a delicately round red orb hanging from her forehead.

Then she curled her eyes and called to him.

"Teacher."

Teacher?

Zhang Liang has not accepted any students, not to mention that he has only reached the age of crowning.

Zhang Liang made him the nominal teacher of the princess of Qin, which was Yingzheng's strategy to win people's hearts.

Ying Hohua's arms looked stiff and shaking.

His hand on the side, moving slightly, touched the rim of her knuckle.

He could quickly feel the smooth edges of the black pottery, without the slightest roughness of the grit.

But he hesitated.

When Xu Yi saw Zhang Liang's action of raising his hand, a touch of brightness opened her eyes, and she followed his movements and put the tea in his hand.

Her voice suddenly sounded in his throat, Zhang Liang didn't know why, for a moment, he felt that the coral beads on her forehead were so piercing, and he suddenly remembered that she bit him in the Han Palace, as if there was still a hot touch.

Zhang Liang was startled by the picture in his mind, and subconsciously wanted to stay away from her, and even took a step back.

Unexpectedly, the sleeve was tightly gripped.

She pulled in the distance from him.

Her fawn-like eyes looked at him, and she lowered her voice, but she threatened very briskly: "After taking the tea, the teacher will not be able to regret it." Otherwise, I am afraid that I will talk nonsense to my father, and the teacher will have to stay in Xianyang Palace for the rest of his life. I can't bear it. ”

She had loosened his sleeve as she spoke, and she didn't care what Zhang Liang was thinking, she turned around and sat down on the desk, and then rubbed her sore elbow.

In the distance, a dark blue figure, hidden in the vastness of white ash, stretched the daylight longer.

He's got it all in his sights.

Because he was standing too far away and was half blocked by pavilion pillars and branches, Xu Yi didn't see him until he returned to the desk.

Xu Yi stood up.

Zhang Liang also turned around, "Didn't the princess say in the letter that she wanted to see him?" ”

"You've been willing to be my teacher since the other day, aren't you? Mr. is so duplicitous, not like Mr. Han Fei's disciple, but like he has obtained the true inheritance of Li Tingwei. ”

Xu Yi said, just like last time, people have already looked in the direction of Li Xian and walked over.

"How can he be a teacher?"

Li Xian's voice was as cold and restrained as usual.

What he actually meant was,

How could he not be a teacher?

Only let Zhang Liang be her teacher.

He can eliminate all uncontrollable factors as quickly as possible.

When Li Xian put forward such a suggestion to Yingzheng, he was willing to hold a long sword in his hand and isolate the dust of the past from the memory of the past.

In the midst of the great clouds.

I can't see the past and the truth clearly.