A month has passed, and Tie Rugui and Lu Shaoqing are already familiar with each other.

Although Lu Shaoqing is a gentleman, he treats people sincerely and does not hide his scheming, and the original stereotypical impression of the barbarian prince has been subverted in one fell swoop by the gentle and jade-like iron Rugui, and after a month of getting along, he actually feels like seeing each other late.

However, the biggest reason why he had to be willing to be the companion of this son of the world was what Lu Dingguo said after the first meeting that night:

"From today onwards, the Houfu account office will not allocate a penny to you, and you don't want to go around on credit to let Lao Tzu pay off your debts for you, any restaurant and kiln in Jixia City, as long as they still want to open in this Jixia City, they will not receive you again!"

Since then, Hu Ang has been following Lu Shaoqing every step of the way, not to mention stepping out of the mansion, even if he takes two steps to the front yard, he will get a sentence:

"Lord Hou has an order, if it is not for Lord Hou's consent, the young master must not leave the house, please respect yourself!"

Only then did Lu Shaoqing feel that his so-called famous nobles were just birds in a cage.

In this month, Old Master He was also unusual, and tried his best to teach the two sons to read.

What made Lu Shaoqing feel even more incredible was that the old master could insist on not drinking for a month!

"Master, Master, are you threatened by Lu Dingguo? If you blink, I'll go to him right away and theorize! ”

He Shanxue looked unfathomable:

"Young Marquis, the coming day is long, the coming day is long......"

Today, in the study of the Hou Mansion, He Shanxue is holding a copy of "Haoli Commentary" gushing endlessly:

"The weekend is only this "Hao Li Annotation", detailing the official system of the first three hundred years of Dahao, but Hao Li has a lot of commentators, many of which are inconsistent, taking the Qiu official mentioned in the first volume of the note as an example, the weekend is noted as the official position in charge of the prison, and Tang Benhe is noted as the grain official, but after all, it is because of the age, there is no way to verify......"

Lu Shaoqing listened in a fog, and didn't know what He Shanxue was talking about, so he only felt extremely sleepy, and he was bored grinding a cloud inkstone on the table.

Although Tie Rugui listened more carefully than Lu Shaoqing, and from time to time made comments in the book according to what He Shanxue said, this Haoli was really difficult for him, and he only listened to a rough idea.

At the end of the morning class, both of them felt as if the whole day had passed.

He Shanxue's teaching is actually casual, mostly citing scriptures and classics, and never letting the two sons copy and endorse the bibliography.

Tie Rugui was influenced by Dongyang Guo when he was in Ningzhou, and he was very interested in the literature and history of Nanlu.

After Dongyang Guo returned to Ningzhou, Tie Rugui devoted himself to being taught by He Shanxue, and deeply felt that the first erudition of the Tang Dynasty was by no means in vain, and he was also very serious about his coursework.

Lu Shaoqing only paid some attention to the county chronicles and county chronicles, and when he encountered schoolwork that he was not interested in, it was all perfunctory.

However, Haoli is indeed obscure, and it is no wonder that even Tie Rugui feels very bored and difficult to digest.

Just when He Shanxue packed up the thick volumes of "Haoli Notes" and was about to leave, Tie Rugui suddenly spoke:

"Master, the student has something to ask."

When Lu Shaoqing, who had just gotten up and stretched a long lazy waist, heard this, he immediately became two big.

"If you are home, the morning class is over, why do you still bother the master?"

He Shanxue was quite pleased, he didn't expect this Beilu Yi clan to be so studious.

"It's okay, it's okay, please speak."

Tie Rugui gave a shallow salute and said eloquently:

"The student first read a book of "Liu Mian's Four Tone Test", and he didn't know the essentials of the four tones of the rhyme, hoping that the master would solve his doubts."

Lu Shaoqing on the side patted his head, revealing a loveless appearance.

He Shanxue nodded and smiled:

"The old man of the four tones is also easy to understand, but the old man knows a person who is proficient in the study of phonology."

"I wonder who is erudite?"

"This person became famous in Yandu when he was young, and he is currently a scholar in Xiatang County, named Fang Singwan."

As soon as these words came out, Lu Shaoqing immediately became interested.

"Fang sings late?! I'm familiar! ”

Tie Rugui smiled:

"Shaoqing has a lot of friends, and he is a confidant of wine?"

Lu Shaoqing waved his hand and said:

"I can't talk about it, I can't talk about it, I can't talk about it, I can't talk about it, but I've drunk it a few times."

He Shanxue heard the word "wine", and unconsciously wiped the white whiskers on his lips, but he still held back the itching in his heart and said:

"Exactly, the young marquis and Fang Sing got acquainted with the drunken ...... earlier"

The words "drunk and nostalgic" have not yet been spoken, but they were hurriedly interrupted by Lu Shaoqing:

"Drunk...... Drunk and singing, life is geometric, okay, okay, the old master doesn't need to introduce me to how Fang Singwan and I met, just say if he can come to the Hou Mansion to teach something...... What rhyme? ”

He Shanxue wondered when this young marquis, who had always acted arbitrarily, learned that he was so embarrassed to be drunk.

After thinking about it, it must have been the influence of his poems and writings in the past few days that caused him to turn around, and proudly held the white hair and said:

"Etiquette acoustics is also a compulsory subject, and it would be great if there was a great talent to teach it, but who would teach it, the old man would not count."

Lu Shaoqing waved his hand and said:

"The old master doesn't care about this, tomorrow I will go to my father and ask him to arrange for Fang Sing to enter the house late, then Tang Xuezheng didn't Daddy give him it, and it is also his duty to let him teach us."

Lu Shaoqing naturally didn't want to learn any etiquette acoustics, but completely out of the selfishness of wanting to find one more acquaintance to enter the mansion, but in front of the iron home, he still insisted on showing a selfless appearance:

"It's rare that we are like returning to the world, and I can't lose my manners, what the prince wants to learn, we have to find someone to teach something, we can't hide it, old master, right?"

He Shanxue laughed and said:

"What the young marquis said is extremely true!"

……

In the afternoon, as usual, Bai Weishan, the head of the 100,000 Xianyong soldiers, taught martial arts.

Compared with He Shanxue's boring literary classes, Lu Shaoqing was even more tired of Bai Weishan's martial arts classes.

A few days ago, he was a little interested in practicing martial arts, although Bai Weishan had been letting him slash at the stake dummy, but he finally held the knife in his hand, which made him feel a trace of the heroism of the rivers and lakes that he had always longed for.

However, since Tie Rugui practiced martial arts with him, Bai Weishan let them take horse steps, practice steps, practice waist techniques, and carry sandbags all day long, and they were tortured every day to the point that their backs hurt, and for a month, they didn't even touch the knife.

Fortunately, today Bai Weishan said that he would call them knife style, otherwise Lu Shaoqing couldn't hold back and wanted to complain to his father and ask him to change someone else to teach.

Tie Rugui's companion Nanshan will also follow him to the teaching field today, saying that he is afraid that the sword will have no eyes and hurt the son.

In fact, since the last time he was robbed in the Lower Tang Guandao, Tie Rugui is no longer the little Amok who can't even lift a knife, and he is no longer afraid of swords.

However, seeing Nanshan's sincerity and loyalty, he had no choice but to let him follow behind him with his Wild Moon Long Knife.

When I arrived at the teaching ground, I saw that Bai Weishan and Lu Shaoqing had already arrived first.

Lu Shaoqing was wielding a long knife of patterned steel there.

He turned around and looked at the rustic but hidden edge of the barren moon in the arms of Zhongnanshan, and shouted:

"Rugui, your knife looks good, lend me to make it."

Nanshan hugged the Arazuki tightly, his face full of vigilance.

Lu Shaoqing didn't force it, and shouted to Bai Weishan, who was standing on the high platform of the teaching field:

"Hey! Lao Bai, you see that the prince of Rugui brought such a good knife, how can you say it today, you have to teach two more tricks! ”

Bai Weishan looked at it coldly, his eyes stayed on the Desolate Moon Knife for a few more moments, and then he said in a deep voice:

"Put the knife down."