Galloping horses like dragons.

As he spoke, the horse team had arrived in front of a large wooden house, and the sound of reading aloud came from this wooden house.

Yuan Zhi ordered the horse team to stop and rest in place.

He was ready to dismount and hike, only taking Gao Jin over.

Ding Jiu and Jiang Wulang stopped in front, unable to obey each other.

"Your Highness, let General Ding and Jiang Wulang follow, and the rest of the people spread out around the academy to guard, how about it?"

Gao Jin adopted a compromise plan to persuade.

The prince didn't want to disturb the boys to study, but what about safety?

If Qianniuwei is scattered on the periphery to guard, there is really something to shout, and the horse will rush over in an instant.

Yuan Zhi nodded as a promise, but it was strictly forbidden to make a move.

The big wooden house was built rough and sturdy, and the huge logs had been slightly chipped, and some lumps remained on it.

The gaps between the logs were carefully nailed with wooden planks temporarily, apparently because of the fear that the children would freeze in the winter.

The ceilings are high and bright, which is very suitable for suitable classrooms.

Yuan Zhi looked through the window and saw fifty or sixty children sitting on small benches, with their hands on their knees, with a pair of dark eyes open, looking intently at the gentleman standing on the podium and reciting.

The tables and stools were made from the scraps of a huge piece of wood that had been cut down, barely flattened.

In front of the gentleman in the classroom were two young women.

I saw a person holding a scroll in his hand, and he was leading the children to read in a frustrated manner.

The other was sitting on the side, copying something on a roll of paper, presumably for the children to take back the manuscript of Linmu.

These children's homes are surrounded by walls, and they are so poor that they can afford pen, ink, paper, and inkstones.

Presumably, I took the handwriting written by my husband and went back, and I could take a thin wooden stick and practice copying it on the snow.

Although this method is dirty and dirty, it is very practical.

There are two braziers in the front and middle of the classroom, and the charcoal is bound to burn, so the room should be a little warm.

With the sound of the children reading aloud, Yuan Zhi suddenly gave birth to a sense of pride in his heart.

What he saw with his own eyes was one of the purest and most touching pictures in the world, of people who were hungry for knowledge and culture, and who were determined to improve their living environment.

Yuan Zhi stood on the edge of the window lattice, looking at the woman reading aloud through the morning light, and couldn't help but be greatly appreciative.

He was dressed in a coarse linen robe, tied around his waist with only a strip of cloth, and his long hair was only hastily tied with a thin rope, hanging down the back of his head casually.

Although he is facing the sky, his facial features are upright, his lips are red and his teeth are white, he is slim and elegant, leading his students to read, and his voice is like a turn, which is quite good.

I am used to seeing the costumed beauties in the palace, and I feel how pure the woman in front of me is.

The young woman with her back to Yuan Zhi's copying, although she was sitting, could not hide her graceful figure.

Her hair is also flowing, and her pen is focused on her back, like a learned ancient woman.

Among the victims, there was a young and beautiful woman who could read and write, and Yuan Zhi was greatly surprised.

Presumably, they should have been educated from an early age.

But in this ancient society where men were inferior to women, what kind of family was it when women were educated from an early age?

An absolute wealthy family, the daughter of a prince and a minister.

Yuan Zhi's mind was full of surprise and doubt.

Looking at the young woman who copied the book, her hands were red from the cold, and she put down her pen from time to time and put her hands to her mouth to breathe hot, and she couldn't help but feel pity for the jade.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, that old gentleman doesn't seem to be here." Gao Jin approached the prince and said in a low voice.

Although the voice was not loud, it was very clear at the moment when the children paused in reading.

The woman who was reading was startled, looked up from the book, and saw Yuan Zhi standing by the window, and was immediately stunned.

Unexpectedly, the prince appeared here.

This young and handsome prince had seen the disaster relief area in the east of the city a few months ago, and she was deeply impressed.

It's not a dream, is it?

She shook her head and said to the boys:

"Children, that's all for today's morning reading class, let's go to eat breakfast first, and then go for a run in the field to warm up and then go back to the classroom."

"Understood, sir."

"Oh..."

The schoolchildren cheered, after all, they were all young, and it was still a time to play.

Seeing that the gentleman had spoken, he couldn't wait to stand up and ran out of the door one by one.

Seeing the children walking away, Yuan Zhi and Gao Jin strode into the classroom with a smile on their faces.

Ding Jiu and Jiang Wulang are like two door gods, standing on the left and right sides of the gate.

By this time, both women had already stood up and greeted them.

"Meet His Royal Highness the Prince." The two of them said in unison and bowed deeply.

Yuan Zhi carefully looked at the woman who copied the book, and sure enough, she was also pure and beautiful, and she looked very similar to the woman who was reciting.

"No courtesy, the names of the two girls, how can they think that they are the princes?"

"Returning to His Royal Highness the Prince, the little woman's name is Qiu Feng, this is the sister Mingyue, a few months ago in the disaster relief area in the east of the capital city, I saw His Royal Highness a few times from afar."

Autumn wind, bright moon.

This is not like the real names of the two sisters, but rather like a popular stage name or pen name in later generations.

Yuan Zhi didn't say a word, looked at Gao Jin with a smile and nodded, and began to look at this humble school and classroom.

The facilities are extremely simple, but the two women have arranged them a little, and they also seem to have a bit of a bookish atmosphere.

In addition to desks, wooden benches, lecterns, etc., there are several characters hanging on the four walls, which were called calligraphy in later generations.

Look at its inscription, it includes the current Xianyang County Guard, County Cheng and other figures, one of which is called Lu Yunfeng has the most inscriptions, and the calligraphy is also very beautiful.

There are a few on the back wall that are not signed, but they are all a standard block letter, although the font is weak, but it is beautiful and refined, quite impressive.

Presumably this is written by the two sisters of Autumn Wind and Mingyue.

Seeing that the prince's gaze fell on the banner he wrote, Qiu Feng and Mingyue couldn't help but blush a little.

The prince is a royal child, he has received the most systematic education since he was a child, has the best teachers, and thinks that his literary talent is also the best.

Sister Qiufeng's face flushed, and she whispered to Yuan Zhi:

"Let His Royal Highness the Crown Prince laugh, these are all little women and sisters, but they have polluted His Highness's eyes."

Yuan Zhi smiled and said: "No, no, no, a few words on this wall have their own merits, the two girls wrote, although the wrist strength is slightly insufficient, but it is better than beauty, they all say that words are born from the heart, and you can know the character and character of people by looking at the words." ”

Qiu Feng looked at the prince, and secretly thought in his heart that this prince was both civil and military, and his eloquence was first-class, which was really true.

"Your Highness's eyes are like torches, and the autumn wind is very admirable."

The younger sister Mingyue on the side was bolder than Qiu Feng, and she owed:

"Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince, can you leave your ink treasure in this academy so that the students can often respect it?"

The idea is bold and lively.

But the prince is not casually provoked.

Gao Jin and Qiu Feng were both very nervous, lest they would make the prince unhappy or even disgusted.

Yuan Zhi didn't have anything, I saw him smile at Mingyue, not only did he not blame, but he also appreciated it.