As Hu Yan spoke, Li Changkong also fell asleep.

He really can't be blamed, because he found that what Hu Yan said was really a bit lackluster, which made him not interested.

In fact, Hu Yan can't be blamed, after all, this is a lecture to Yin Sheng.

In the face of such a group of noble children, what are you talking about? Sage article? Or is it benevolence, righteousness, propriety, and wisdom?

Don't be joking, no one listens to it, if you talk about some obscure articles, I'm afraid that this group of shadow students will be able to slam the door directly.

What can you talk about if you don't talk about saint articles?

Naturally, it's war!

As a noble son, if something happens to the country and fights with others, he will probably go to the battlefield to fight for his life.

I was interested in war.

But... New problems have arisen.

He won't speak!

He Hu Yan is just a Confucian student, Haoshou has been poor for most of his life, if he is asked to talk about what sage articles, benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom and faith, he will naturally be able to talk eloquently and endlessly.

But... Talking about war, the art of war, and strategy is really a bit lackluster.

He, a Confucian scholar who has never even been to the frontier, how can he talk about the art of war and strategy?

Therefore, this art of war strategy naturally can't be talked about, so what is it about?

An answer is on the horizon!

Sideshow!

He doesn't talk about war, and he hasn't seen it.

But he can write poetry! Even if you don't know how to stuff poetry, it doesn't matter, can't you talk about other people's?

So Hu Yan started talking about it, talking about Biansai's poems.

Use the set of sage articles on weekdays to apply to the side poems.

Talking eloquently about how brave the frontier soldiers are, how vulnerable the enemy is, I am really a holy dynasty, and one day, I will use the army of the king to defeat the Quartet and surrender.

However, in Li Changkong's view, these are just fantasies.

If you haven't seen a real war, how can you understand the true meaning of Biansai's poems?

War is not only the heroic struggle of the soldiers, but also the torture of the people.

Not only is it winning many battles, but it is unstoppable. More likely to fail, killed, bloodshed, sacrificed.

is so boring, Li Changkong didn't want to listen to it, so he simply bowed his head between the cases and fell asleep.

In the classroom, the students are asleep, and the lecturer is equally boring.

If they don't hold each other accountable, the two sides will be harmonious.

It's just that, as everyone knows, at this moment, Li Shanchang, the priest of the country, is leading two young women to walk here.

One of the women, about sixteen or seventeen years old, was slim and elegant, dressed in a purple dress, full of liveliness, with cunning in her eyes, but also a little alert and alert to the outside world, as if... An active rabbit.

Another woman's style is very different, wearing a goose yellow dress, between her behavior and demeanor, between her manners and steps, she shows her generosity and nobility.

When I saw it, I gave people a sense of majesty and bowed my head.

This kind of temperament is not in a high position for a long time, and I am afraid that it will never be cultivated.

Compared with the two women, Li Shanchang, who is the priest of the country, is much more restrained.

The look was full of respect for the two, but he lost a little bit of the freedom of a scholar.

"Li sacrificial wine, on the whole, the prisoners of Guozijian are probably good, and they work hard." The woman in the goose yellow dress commented.

"Yes, yes, we have just walked through so many teaching houses, and all of them are reciting sage articles, poems and allusions, which is really rare." The woman in the purple dress also praised, and her words seemed to be very admiring for these prisoners who worked hard to study.

"What the two highnesses said is that the township test is not far away, and we have to work harder."

"Well, I remember that there is the school house in front of me, why don't you go and have a look?"

"Ah...... The Shadow Church is okay, it's okay, it's okay. ”

Li Shanchang's forehead was slightly sweaty, and his heart was drumming.

What kind of people are these prisoners, others don't know, can he not know what kind of people are the country's priests?

It's nice to have one of the good students in class.

But now that the two highnesses insist on going to see it, what can he say?

I can only hope that these shadow students will not be too outrageous, so that the prince of the country will lose face and lose his impression in front of the two highnesses.

In a short time, the three of them had already arrived at the Yin Sheng Teaching House, and through the window, they could clearly see the scene of the lecturer and the students not invading each other, and they were comfortable and contented.

The face of the woman in the goose yellow dress was pulled down, and the woman in the purple dress had her mouth slightly open, and her eyes showed surprise.

Most of the other inmates are studying hard to prepare for the autumn season.

Why did you get up and sleep when you got to the shade students, and the lecturer didn't care?

Seeing this, Li Shanchang was already drenched in cold sweat and hurriedly coughed twice.

The voice was so loud that Hu Yan immediately found out.

After a moment of scramble, he suddenly raised his voice and began to speak.

When the students who were sleeping heard this, they woke up one after another, and when they heard Hu Yan's loud lecture, they all frowned.

However, when they looked back, they broke out in a cold sweat, sat down in their seats, and listened respectfully, not daring to make the slightest mistake.

They are not afraid of Li Shanchang, just a scholar, even if they have a reputation in the Qiandu literary circle, so what?

What do you have to do with their group of prisoners?

What they were afraid of was the two women beside Li Shanchang.

The one in the purple dress, who looks like he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, can freely enter and leave the Guozijian, and is accompanied by the Guozijian sacrificial wine, and his status must be noble.

You must know that even Zhang Han, the son of the prince, does not have this treatment!

The woman in purple must be the daughter of a nobleman of a higher rank.

The lord of the county, the daughter of the prince!

And now the county lord who is still in Qiandu is only the daughter of the king of Zhongshan - the county lord of Zhaoyang!

The woman in the goose yellow dress beside her was unknown to most of the noble children, except Zhang Han, who had the honor to glance at him when he followed his father Zhang Xun into the palace to face the saint.

It is the sister of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's mother, Princess Huaiqing, who is deeply loved by His Majesty and the Queen's mother!

In front of these two, he, the son of the prince, is really a little inadequate.

But fortunately, I have always listened carefully, so I don't need to panic anything.

In this way, under the gaze of Princess Huaiqing, the county lord of Zhaoyang and Li Shanchang, the yin sheng held their heads high one by one and listened carefully.

Apart from... Li Changkong, who is still sleeping in the corner!

Zhen Jian desperately wanted to remind his young master, but Li Changkong slept too deeply, and he didn't notice it at all.

As a result, Li Changkong, who was in a remote seat, became the focus of the audience at this moment.

Seeing this, Li Shanchang's expression became more and more difficult to look at, and he gave Hu Yan a look.

Hu Yan immediately understood and said, "What is the meaning of this poem? The student will answer one or two. ”

After saying that, he pointed to Li Changkong.