The next morning, the rooster was crowning at dawn. Qin Ke slept in a daze, looked at the students around him who had begun to get up, felt the softness of the futon, and didn't want to get up for a while.

"So early?" Qin Ke asked vaguely when he caught Abu beside him folding the bed with his eyes half-closed.

"Early morning reading. Abu replied, "Get up, Ake, too, although the gentleman said that you should decide whether you want to study or not, but if you don't go to class, the gentleman will definitely not be happy." ”

"If you're not happy, you're not happy......" Qin Ke said lazily, "I'm not his servant, why do I have to make him happy......

Abu said helplessly: "Then you plan to lie down all day?"

"No. Qin Ke rubbed it on the pillow and said, "I'll talk about it when I'm full." I've been in the inn every day these days, and I've never had a good night's sleep. I'll come back to you when I've made up enough. ”

"That'...... Okay. Abu raised his eyes and glanced at Xiao Qian, who was holding the "little black" out, came over one night, this little fat man and this little lizard were unexpectedly compatible, of course, the most likely reason for this is because Xiao Qian's appetite makes him like to hide some food under the pillow, last night he was able to resist not eating, all fed to Xiao Hei, and Xiao Hei really ate all the amount of food eaten by one person.

I don't know where Qin Ke found such a peculiar little lizard, Abu got dressed and walked out slowly. Maybe you can take some time to look up the book?

After all the poor students walked out of the house, Qin Ke lazily turned over, although this bed was not necessarily more comfortable than the inn, but at least it meant that he didn't have to sleep in the open for a while, so he felt that he slept very comfortably.

By the time Qin Ke finally slept enough, the sun had already risen three poles.

Dressed, he walked slowly out of the house, eating the bread that Abu had brought him and walking around.

In the wide courtyard, an old tree is gradually growing delicate new branches, and several open rooms are filled with volumes and volumes of books, the fragrance of ink is blowing in the face, but it will not choke, and the faint fragrance of flowers in the air is harmonious.

The sound of chanting was like a gentle wave not far away, rising and falling for a while. The breeze blew his hair, and he stood in front of the door of the school, and suddenly countless eyes looked at him.

"Therefore, the princes will all study archery seriously......" The old scholar still held the bamboo slip and shook his head, but he felt that the attention of the students in his audience was no longer on him, and he immediately knocked on the table with the bamboo slip in displeasure, and said: "The three provinces of the day, do you remember the three provinces?"

His old voice was a little heavy and majestic, and naturally all the students did not dare to slack off, and replied in unison: "Do you want to be loyal to others?

The old scholar stroked his beard and said slowly: "Then you tell me, this third article, whether you are used to it, have you done it?"

No one spoke below, so the old scholar turned his head to the door, looked at Qin Ke who was standing in a daze, and naturally recognized the Confucian clothes on him, frowned, and said, "Who are you?"

Qin Ke didn't know how to answer, so he could only continue to stand without saying a word.

"Did the prime minister ask you to come?" the old pedant asked again, but he didn't get to the bottom of it, just waved his hand and said, "Since you're here, don't stand still, let's find a seat first." ”

When Qin Ke sat down, the old scholar squinted his eyes again, looked at Qin Ke's somewhat crooked sitting posture, moved his gaze to the manuscript in front of him, and began to chant again.

In fact, Qin Ke didn't plan to come in to listen to the class at first, but he walked in the Taixue Hall for a long time, and he only felt a little lonely, so he wanted to come here to see how Abu attended classes on weekdays.

He sat in the schoolroom, feeling the sunlight coming through the window, and a wave of sleepiness came back to him.

The lectures of the old pedant in the school gave him a very strong sense of strangeness, but unfortunately the strangeness did not stimulate his curiosity or interest, but because the old pedant's chanting according to the book made him a little sleepy.

He began to remember when his master had taught him a lot of the time, and he often told him interesting stories, such as the wisdom of the sages, the rise and fall of nations, and many famous people in history, such as an assassin with the same name as him......

What is that person's surname? It's not the same surname as himself, right? It seems to be a surprise ...... No, I didn't surprise this surname......

Qin Ke thought about it, but he didn't recall it, but the thoughts of his master in his heart continued to swell. Zhuge Wanling didn't say anything about the whereabouts of the master last night, and Qin Ke didn't know if he had it intentionally or unintentionally.

But he always found it a little odd.

At this moment, with his eyes half-closed, he heard the old pedant's slightly angry voice: "That who, that who......"

Who is that? Qin Ke smiled lowly, only thinking that this title was really interesting.

"Ke...... Ah Ke ......" He heard Abu's frightened voice, "Ah Ke!"

Qin Ke looked at Abu, he was desperately trying to make a look at himself, and even looked like he was rolling his eyes because he was pushing too hard.

However, Qin Ke soon couldn't see Abu's eyes, because at this time, a figure wearing a cotton robe blocked between him and Abu.

Qin Ke looked up from the simple shoes, and the old scholar was blowing his beard and staring wide, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

"Are you ......" The old pedant didn't know Qin Ke's name, so he couldn't shout for a while, so he could only ask, "What's your name?"

"His name is Qin Ke, sir. Abu stood up in a bit of a panic and said, "He's not a ......."

"Shut up. It's not your turn to interject. The old scholar turned his head and glared at him, then turned his head back, "Qin Ke." ”

"It's me. Qin Ke replied.

There was anger in the old pedant's tone, but as a teacher, it was not suitable to lose his grace. He asked aloud, "Tell me, what is a shooter?"

Qin Ke hadn't reacted yet, and said incomprehensibly: "Huh?"

"Ahh But you were finally able to enter this Taixue Hall, but when you were listening to the class, you were not sorry for the prime minister, but also sorry for yourself!"

Qin Ke was silent for a while, thinking to himself why he was sorry for Zhuge Wanling all of a sudden? Thinking of the conversation between him and Zhuge Wanling last night, he felt a little bad in his heart.

The saliva of the old scholar was still like raindrops falling from the top of his head, in the end, he was a Confucian scholar, and every sentence did not carry even a single vulgar word, but every sentence was like a knife and gun: "Since I have the opportunity to enter the Taixue Hall to study, I should be grateful." Although the princes and princes in this world are not kind, compared to you, they have thousands of ways to achieve things, but you only have this one. As long as you miss it, there will be no more, you are so lazy, not to mention living up to the teachings of your teacher, even your parents are afraid that you will think that you are unfilial, and you don't know how to grasp this opportunity to glorify your ancestors!"

This sentence is extremely serious, and it is the blame of the parents, and it is to live up to the teachings of the teacher, the previous dynasty taught the people with the royal way, and they already paid attention to filial piety, and it was almost a punishment to blame a person for unfilial piety.

"This old man. Qin Ke said suddenly, he didn't call the teacher, because he didn't think of himself as a student yet.

"Old man?" the old pedant was stunned, he didn't expect Qin Ke to call him like that.

"What exactly is the Glory Ancestor?" Qin Ke asked.

"Glory to the ancestors...... Naturally, ......" The old scholar was about to speak, but he heard Qin Ke ask, "My parents are dead, what do I do, will they really watch from the sky?"

Looking at the old pedant's choked up appearance for a while, he said aloud: "Shooter, the way of benevolence is also." If you shoot and seek to be right, you will be righteous and then send, and if you do not hit, you will not complain about yourself, but seek yourself. ”

His voice went from peaceful at the beginning to loud and passionate at the back, and there were still people in the school who were quietly laughing at him, but it didn't take long for those whispering voices to seem to disappear, leaving only his voice still ringing continuously.

Qin Ke closed his eyes, recalled what his master had taught him, and breathed out his dantian.

He said: A gentleman has nothing to fight for, and he will also shoot! ”

"He said: How can the shooter shoot? How can he listen? He who follows the sound and does not lose his integrity is the only one who is virtuous! If the husband is not a good person, then he will be able to be in the middle?"

After saying the last sentence, the hall was already full of surprise!