Xiaolan's father, Li Xueru, was originally an old scholar who taught at a private school in Houliang Village.

Once, Xiao Huineng was reading at home, and when she was tired of reading, she walked to the shade of the embankment on the bank of the Luxi River to read.

After Xiao Hui finished reading the book, he looked at Lu Xihe, thinking about the content of the book in a daze......

The sun slowly rose in the middle of the sky, and Xiao Hui could watch the white clouds like cotton wool swing under his feet. Xiao Huineng looked up at the sky and thought: It's not too early, it's time to go back.

When Xiao Huineng stood up and was about to walk home, at this time, a red eagle came from the sky, flew down and circled six meters above his head, "squeaked", and nodded to Xiao Huineng from time to time.

At first, Xiao Huineng didn't pay much attention, nodded at the flying eagle above his head, and went straight home.

And the flying eagle followed Xiao Huineng, and above his head, "squeaked" and kept calling, as if asking Xiao Huineng to go to another place with it.

Faced with this situation, Xiao Huineng had a good understanding of the birds, smiled and beckoned to the flying eagle, and said, "Lovely flying eagle, please lead the way in front." ”

The flying eagle also seemed to understand what Xiao Huineng meant, stopped on his shoulder, flapped its wings and nodded, then spread its wings and flew low, leading the way in front.

Xiao Huineng followed the eagle to a small hill, and when he went up to the top of the slope, the mountain wind blew, like the sound of reading aloud.

Xiao Huineng raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and saw the trees on the mountain, the birds and birds singing, and the blue and gray tile roof was exposed in the middle of the forest.

What is that place? Curiosity drove Megumi to follow the trail.

It is destined that Xiaohui can have a fate with Xiaolan's father Li Xueru's private school, and he embarked on a road that is linked to Confucianism.

Walking through the grove, a school that looks like a school but is not a school stands out: the blue-gray walls have been mottled by wind and rain, and a layer of dark green moss has risen at the foot of the wall.

He had just approached the wall when he heard the sound of reading from inside...... He couldn't help but stop and stand outside the wall and sound.

When the flying eagle saw that its mission was complete, it nodded to Xiao Huineng, squeaked a few times, and flew high.

At this time, Li Xueru was teaching his students to persuade them.

The gentleman said: You can't learn.

Green, taken from the blue and green from the blue; Ice, water for which it is cold and cold. Wooden straight rope, 輮 (left should be "car", the original word has been abolished) to the wheel, its curve in the rules. Although there is violence, those who do not stand up will be allowed to do so. Therefore, the wood is straight, the gold is sharpened, and the gentleman is erudite and the day is self-conscious, and there is no fault in knowing and doing.

Therefore, if you do not climb the mountain, you do not know the height of the sky; If you don't face a deep stream, you don't know the thickness of the ground; I don't know the last words of the previous king, and I don't know the greatness of learning......

Xiao Huineng didn't listen to it, but he was addicted to it.

Li Xueru line "Confucian" teacher, said that everything is inferior, only the reading is high, the book has its own golden house, the book has its own Yan Ruyu, in recent days, teaching his students Tang poetry and Song Ci, Zhuzi hundred "national literature" classics......

Li Xueru is an old scholar in the Xinzhou integration area, who knows astronomy, geography, and both civil and military, but whenever there are children in the village and neighboring villages, his parents send them to study, he is willing to teach.

Li Xueru is not only highly respected, but also knows the warmth and coldness of the world and the cold of the world.

Since Xiao Huineng became addicted to eavesdropping outside the wall, he would come here every day, consciously or unconsciously, standing on the outer wall of the private school and eavesdropping.

In fact, someone was eavesdropping outside, and Li Xueru had already found out, but he didn't know that the eavesdropper was his Li family's benefactor Xiao Huineng, but he couldn't bear to break it and broke the rule that he couldn't do anything to pay the "apprenticeship fee and invite apprenticeship wine".

On this day, Xiao Huineng, as in the past, rushed to the private mat outside to eavesdrop on Li Xueru's class.

Listen, listen, suddenly there was a dark sky, a strong wind, and then, lightning and thunder, and a storm was coming.

Li Xueru was moved by compassion and asked his student Li Wenguang to call in the children who were eavesdropping outside the wall.

After Xiao Huineng entered the school, as soon as they met, Li Xueru found that the person who was standing outside the private mat and eavesdropping in recent days turned out to be Xiao Huineng, the benefactor of his Li family, and he couldn't help but jump in his heart......

When Xiao Hui can see that the tutor is actually Xiaolan's father he knows, he can't wait for a crack under his feet to get in......

Li Xueru asked Xiao Huineng to sit down and test the knowledge of "Confucianism" and "Mandarin" classics that he had taught his students during this time.

After Xiaohui could hear this, her heart jumped and she thought: Could it be that the thing she eavesdropped on the wall was discovered by Xiaolan's father?

For the sake of prudence, Xiao Hui Neng played a clever trick, pretending to be confused and touching his head and replied: "Uncle Confucianism, I haven't learned the knowledge of 'Confucianism' and 'Mandarin' classics you asked, so I understand it at first glance!" ”

In fact, how could his cleverness be hidden from Li Xueru!

I saw Li Xueru slap the shocking wood, like treating his students, and said majestically: "Stretch out your hand to the teaching platform, recite the "Xunmeng Kindergarten Poems" I just taught, and every time you miss a sentence, you will be punished with a shocking tree!" ”

Hearing Li Xueru say this, Xiao Huineng secretly rejoiced.

The teacher wants to be punished, which means that he is his disciple by default.

As a result, Xiao Hui was able to give full play to his expertise of never forgetting and not forgetting after listening, imitating Li Xueru's demeanor, suppressing, promoting, pausing, and frustrating, from beginning to end, he recited "Xunmeng Kindergarten Poems" word for word:

The Son of Heaven is virtuous

The article teaches Ercao

Everything is inferior

Only reading is high

……

After Li Xueru heard this, he was shocked. Unexpectedly, this child, who was about the same age as his daughter Xiaolan, had such an amazing memory, and his talent was not below his little girl.

This is the core essence of Confucian sage Confucianism, "everything is inferior, only reading is high"! Li Xueru faintly felt that the shallots in front of him would become a big thing in the future.

For so many years, in his school, among the students taught by Li Xueru, except for his daughter Xiaolan, he had never seen such a smart person.

Now, standing in front of him, this kid is extraordinary as soon as he speaks, which shows that he has a wisdom root, and he has even more extraordinary potential at the bottom of the heart lake.

This time, Li Xueru felt like this kid in his heart, but he knew that the weight of every expression he had in front of Xiao Huineng would cause consequences, so he didn't show this thought.

Li Xueru just asked with a flat expression, "How long have you been listening outside?"

Xiao Huineng looked at Li Xueru sincerely and said, "It's been more than ten days. ”

Li Xueru felt and said: "You are also quite honest. ”

Xiao Huineng said sincerely: "Please be gracious, sir, you don't remember the villain." ”

Li Xueru tentatively: "Why do you like to study literature?"

He said frankly: "My mother often said to me, 'Everything is inferior, only reading is high', you are the most knowledgeable person within a radius of dozens of miles......"

Li Xueru asked: "Why do you stand outside the wall every day and listen so fascinated?"

Xiao Huineng spread his hands out: "I don't know what the reason is, in short, since listening to the poems you taught, I can't help but come here every day to listen." ”

"Ah, it seems that you have an indescribable fate with us Confucians." Li Xueru raised the scripture in his hand, handed it to him, and asked, "You have been standing outside the wall and listening for more than ten days, do you know what scripture this is?"