The Temple of Literature is destined not to be calm today, with the manifestation of the saint Wen. Some long-old rumors have also surfaced, time flies, time flies, the villagers have changed one stubble after another, and some oral teachings have also been lost in the long river of time. Even though some of the old classics of the Confucian Temple still exist, they are still three and seven empty, and seventy-seven eighty-eight have been annihilated in the long river with the dust of the past.

There is only one rumor, which is absolutely true, Wen Sheng once left a verse: When the mountains and rivers change, the emperor will come out, and my Han family will be revived.

It is said that in that year, when Wensheng followed the first emperor to conquer the world and set the Central Plains, he made an exception to pray for future generations, left verses, and followed the truthful records of the students on the side of Wensheng, which are now stored on the case on the west side of the Confucian Temple.

Later, heaven and earth thanked the emperor and the saint of literature, guarded the territory, made meritorious contributions to education, calmed the turmoil, and gave him the surname Han, as for the real name, there is no way to study.

Today, the portrait of Wensheng suddenly appeared, and everything is self-evident.

The hunchbacked old woman approached quickly, grabbed the young man's hand, and smiled.

The hunchbacked old woman is a temple blessing of the Temple of Literature.

Hanjia Ancestral Village was used as a place for the opening of schools and daily life in the later period of Wensheng. Later, with the ascension of Wensheng to heaven and earth, the descendants of the students settled here, and became more and more perfect and full, forming the current scale of the village.

In the village, except for the surname Han, who is a direct descendant of Wensheng, the rest of the surnames are all descendants of Wensheng's disciples and students.

Later generations inspired the great virtue of the Wensheng, and specially pooled the money to find a famous painter to paint the portrait of the Wensheng in the shape of the Wensheng, and landed here, so it became the atmosphere of today's Confucian Temple. Later, the descendants of the Han family, the disciples and students of Wensheng were all buried here, often accompanied by the ancestors.

The hunchbacked old woman is already the eighteenth temple of the Temple of Literature, before the old death, wandering, leaving, missing.

Nowadays, the temple has been blessed with the Confucian Temple for 400 years, accompanied by the green lanterns and dry rolls, day after day, year after year.

With the words of the temple blessing, more and more villagers gathered. Some of them have vaguely heard some legends and come to find out, while some of them are simply following the trend of people.

Time passed, and half of the village gathered. There is a lot of gossip and discussion.

"Is this the son of the Holy Manifestation of the Saint?"

"There are not many people who can see it with their own eyes, and the grandmother of Miaozhu said bluntly. ”

"At such a young age, such an ordinary and capable Master Wen Sheng appeared?" someone said hesitantly.

Isn't it that Master Wensheng is confused and mistaken, right?

There are still those who are skeptical.

It can't be said that there is an emperor in the name, and it just so happens that the portrait of Master Wensheng is shining with golden light, so it is concluded that this son is the person to whom the verse refers to? After all, this is the tenth emperor. Master Wen Sheng has been flying to the Heavenly Realm for nine thousand years.

At present, the only one who is calm may be Emperor Han Qing. After the young man knelt down, Shi Shiran got up, looked east and west, and the hunchbacked old woman's hand was clenched by excitement, and with the increase in the flow of people, she let go and went to the courtyard to popularize the words for the villagers.

The boy left the crowd and walked to the table where the portrait was placed, a painting scroll about one meter long and short, spread flat on the wall, and the upper two corners were tied up with thin wires and hung on the iron nail in the center.

An elegant middle-aged man dressed in a Confucian shirt and a Confucian hat, his eyes are soft. Looking at his appearance, he is a man as gentle as jade, holding a folding fan in his hand, and a line of small characters is inscribed on it: Good is like water, and virtue is loaded.

There are some tablets placed on the desk, including the ancestor of the Li family, the disciples and students of the Han family: Lei Qun, the Yasheng of the Jin family: Jin Guang, the ancestors of the Bai family: Bai Buqun, and the sage of the Zhang family: Zhang Yishui. There are dozens of them.

The boy looked over piece by piece, unwilling to miss a trace. In the future, if you live in this village for a long time, you should learn more about the village documentary, so as not to make mistakes in the future and make people laugh.

The main hall is simple and single, except for a few tablets for portraits, there are only three futons for people to kneel and worship.

On the west side of the room are some of the writings of the Wensheng and some of the books and articles compiled by his disciples.

The boy took a cursory look at it, and before he knew it, the sun had set in the west. The east side is the residence of Miaozhu, and the boy has not yet had the habit of looking at other people's residences, so he slowly exited the house.

"Miao Zhu Grandma, said that Emperor Han Qing is the person who fulfills the words of the Sage. Is it too exaggerated, is it too early to draw conclusions by mere signs? ”

Although it is said that since the third emperor, my Wensheng lineage has been getting worse and worse, but now there are still many Wensheng lineages in the Jiuzhou Imperial Court, and they are in important positions.

Moral articles depend on "writing", how can they be judged by people only by the records of some classics.

The person who said this is the Jin family, and now the person who holds the bull's ear in the court is the ancestor of the Jin family: Jin Wenhu, who is in the household department, has a high position and is in power. No one in the world knows who doesn't.

The young man raised his legs and walked from the house to the courtyard, and Emperor Han Qing didn't care about what everyone was talking about. He never took these things to heart, knelt down to worship Wen Sheng, and was only limited to recognizing his ancestors and returning to his ancestors, and nothing else.

The enthusiasm of the villagers for this matter is beyond the imagination of the teenager. After all, the sunset is setting in the west, and seeing that the evening has arrived, it has taken some time to look through the classics, and a few hours have passed. I thought that the villagers had dispersed on their own, but the commotion was still a mess.

The teenager parted the crowd and walked towards his home, ignoring the doubts of others.

Han Changsheng bowed to everyone with his fists, turned his head and chased after his son.

I thought that the heat would dissipate over time, but it was only in the next few days that I found that it was getting more and more intense.

First of all, the head of the household: Jin Wenhu repaired a letter and sent it to the village chief, asking him to focus on cultivating teenagers at all costs. In the near future, I will return to my hometown to take the school examination and teach in person.

The emperor personally gave the plaque of "Dragon and Phoenix among People", and sent it to the Han Clan Ancestral Hall.

The land of Jiuzhou is boiling, and the heat is beyond imagination. You must know that since Wen Sheng flew to the heavenly realm with the first human emperor, the friendship between Wen Sheng and the human emperor has deteriorated. It's really embarrassing to use a lot of talent, and I can't share the worries of the emperor. No matter how big the incense is, it wears off over time. At that time, the first emperor was honored as Wen Sheng: Ya Father. The degree of favor of Wensheng can be seen.

The ancestors can't stay in the shade for a long time, once a son of heaven and a courtier. Life is realistic, time will not stay for the useless, cruel and real.

Summer is going to autumn, and the summer is about to pass. The students of the school also ushered in the enrollment, learning literature in prosperous times, and practicing martial arts in troubled times, since ancient times. Nowadays, Jiuzhou is safe and secure, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the education of children is the top priority for families. Every family is proud of their children and grandchildren entering the Jinshidi, and ordinary people can read and write for their children, and they will not hesitate to smash pots and sell iron for their children.

In the land of China, the sound of books is loud, and the scholars are reading one after another, happily entering the hall, learning good articles, and selling them in the imperial township.

A few days before the opening of the hall, Han Changsheng led his son to visit the family of the head of the school. received an unprecedented reception, and the master of the academy led a group of masters and gentlemen in the school to go out to greet him, which can be called a couch to greet him. gave Emperor Han Qing great attention, Han Changsheng knew that his cultivators were not taken seriously, so he didn't bother himself, and handed over the letter of recommendation to his son and let him deal with it himself.

The young man was not arrogant and rude because of this, he behaved decently, neither humble nor arrogant, and he asked and answered, which was unanimously affirmed and praised by the master of the hospital.

The transfer went very smoothly, and a group of Confucian scholars in the world gave some encouragement and advice to the teenager. The boy withdrew......

"Look at his deeds and listen to his words, the young man is decent, and he can be regarded as a material that can be made, so as to see the after-effects. ”

The head of the hospital closed the coffin, and the others had no objections. ”

In the evening of one day, after a few days of renovations, the home has at least a new appearance.

Fresh things can make people feel beautiful, and Emperor Han Qing rarely showed a smile. When I first entered the door, I had the urge to leave, and now I feel at home.

Life gradually got on the right track, and the items that should be purchased were purchased by her mother Wang Xia herself. The house is placed in an orderly manner and everything is in order, which shows that the mother is in charge of the house.

In fact, the teenager's biggest concern is whether he can integrate into this new home, although as time goes by, his heart is gradually accepting all this. However, the strangeness and the run-in of living habits need to be seen over time. The sudden change is not a simple sentence that can be easily summed up after a long time.

In the early morning, the autumn breeze was blowing, and the boy buried his head in dealing with the white porridge in the bowl and the pickles in the plate. Not noticing his father's approach, the boy took one look and continued to work hard. But he was a little suspicious in his heart: his father looked hesitant, and he stopped talking. After a few days of getting along, my father's temperament and young people already know everything. Fast-talking, lack of stability, not like people who have something to say.

Seeing that his father had no intention of speaking, the young man was not in a hurry to speak. When you want to speak, you will naturally speak. The boy was sure that it would be.

After a while, sure enough, Han Changsheng couldn't help it first.

Sitting next to the boy: That son, the father has encountered something and doesn't know how to talk to you.

This time, the boy straightened his attitude and sat upright, staring directly at his father, waiting for the next step.

Han Changsheng had the end of breaking the jar, blurted out, and received a letter from the flying sword of the master for his father, and ordered me to go back to the master as soon as possible to report that there was an emergency at the outer gate I was responsible for.

Han Changsheng was actually extremely resistant in his heart, and he was categorically unwilling to leave in his heart. Just a few days after the reunion, they were separated again. However, the teacher's order was difficult to disobey, so he had to do it.

"But don't worry, I'm the only one going this time, and your mother will stay at home with you. Han Changsheng quickly added nervously.

Han Changsheng looked at the young man nervously, for fear of disagreeing and getting angry.

The young man looked at his father calmly and said, "Go, I can still stop you." ”

"Not angry?"

Han Changsheng asked.

Father, you just have to go and deal with the matter, I have also thought it through. Now that I have agreed to come back with you, I am mentally prepared. Prepare to live with you for a long time, and prepare for you to leave again all of a sudden. I've gotten used to living without you all these years, and it's good to be alone. My grandparents treated me like their own, and I had nothing to complain about. You have your problems, and I will try to understand them.

Han Changsheng gritted his teeth, and suddenly felt a little sad.

I haven't been with my children for a day all these years, and I have to ...... Finally, he patted the boy on the shoulder.

Mother Wang Xia had already packed her bags and waited for her son's consent to leave immediately.

Han Changsheng smiled apologetically at his son and picked up the package. Resist the wind!

Wang Xia hugged her son's shoulders and watched for a long time.

It's just that no one knows that it's been six years.

Hanjia Ancestral Village has an independent school that can accommodate 800 people at the same time. The school has one master, two deputy masters, and fourteen teachers and staff. At that time, the literary saints educated the world, and most of the theoretical and moral articles were written here. The disciples and students of Wensheng listened to the teachings of Wensheng here, and then learned to achieve something, and held important positions in Jiuzhou. The school is composed of an independent courtyard house, which is divided into a teaching hall, a dormitory hall, and a faculty dormitory.

On the first day of school, the students bathed and changed their clothes, carried bamboo boxes on their backs, and entered the school. Emperor Han Qing was no exception, after breakfast, he picked up the bamboo box that his mother had picked up, stepped behind him, and walked towards the school with his mother.

On the way to the school, there were more people. Most of them are adults in the front, and teenagers are in the back of the bookcase. The young people are all in Confucian shirts and scarves, with long sleeves fluttering.

The entrance of the school hall was full of people, I am afraid that there are not thousands of people, and the black pressure is overwhelming. Under the guidance of the master, the students entered the school in an orderly manner. The assessment content is: moral articles are written silently, the subject matter is arbitrary, and it must not be less than 800 words.

Under the guidance of a master, Emperor Han Qing entered a room on the left. There were more than 40 tables, chairs and benches scattered in the room, and the young man found a random table to sit down and waited for the master to distribute the four treasures of the study.

As students moved in, the main room quickly became overcrowded. The Master entered the lecture hall and tapped the countertop. The noisy church was instantly quiet. Everyone looked up at the Master.

"I don't need to say much about the rules, quiet, and no plagiarism is allowed. Violators will be expelled from the school and will never be hired. An old man with a timeless face said.

Depending on the situation, the invigilator of this assessment is this person.

Call the two students in front of you to help distribute the paper, and the four treasures of the study room will be distributed to each student one after another.

"Let's start, count for half an hour. The old man waved his hand, and the nervous assessment began.

As soon as the old man's voice fell, everyone hurriedly began to write.

Emperor Han Qing groaned slightly, and set the material for this silent writing. The Analects of Confucius was compiled by Wen Sheng's early conversations with his disciples and was compiled and perfected by his disciples. When I was in the Temple of Literature, I saw it vividly, and the truth was easy to understand, but the aftertaste was endless.

Spread out the paper, Emperor Han Qing lifted the pen and sprinkled it, sometimes pondering, sometimes biting the pen shaft, or writing hard, or writing like a god, sometimes fast and slow, half an hour took half of the time, Emperor Han Qing had finished writing, the master paced here, lowered his head and watched carefully.

At the beginning, the Master was full of amazement. The novella has gone from affirmation to shock. The handwriting is delicate, although it is a teenager, the literal charm has become, and with a little practice, it will become everyone. What shocked the Master the most was what was written.

"If you are a threesome, you must have my teacher. Virtuous and virtuous are easy to color, parents can do their best, things are gentlemen, they can be self-serving, and friends are trustworthy. Although I have not learned, I will say that I have learned. ”

"The Analects are treasured by the Wensheng and are usually hidden in the Temple of Literature. I have never taught a disciple, and this year for the first time, I plan to incorporate it into my daily teaching."

Even if this son once knelt down to worship the Temple of Literature, he should not have been able to write it down completely in a short period of time.

"Let me ask you where you learned the Analects, when you memorized them, how long it took, and answer them truthfully. ”

Emperor Han Qing stood up and bowed slightly. Answer truthfully: Tell the Master, a few days ago, the students worshipped at the Temple of Literature, looked through the books stored in the Temple of Literature, read it for the first time, wrote it for the first time, and remembered it after reading it once. This statement is true, and I will never dare to deceive the teacher.

As time passed, everyone handed in the papers one after another, and Emperor Han Qingdi, who was the first to hand in the papers, couldn't help but let the other students take a look at it.

After the paper was collected, the master took the test paper and hurriedly left the examination room.

On the second day, the list was released.

Emperor Han Qing was the first to enter the Tianzi School.

The Han Clan Ancestral Hall is divided into: "Heaven", "Earth", "Xuan" and "Yellow". The master of the Tianzi Academy taught in person, the deputy master of the Dizi University taught, the Xuanzi was taught by the master and the Confucian, and the Huangzi was taught by the ordinary faculty of the master.

It's not that no one questioned this, saying that it was the person who fulfilled the Wensheng, and there was the Wensheng manifestation first, but it was barely acceptable. But you can't become a fulfillment person and immediately enter the Tianzi Academy. Some of the villagers and students suspected that they were deliberately taken care of, and they must know that only a few five people in the Tianzihao School could enter the school, and they were not recognized as literary geniuses, and they showed extraordinary attainments when they were young.

You are a teenager who has been in the village for a few days, and you have not shown anything extraordinary. As soon as I came, I was going to enter the school where Wensheng had taught, so it was no wonder that everyone was unconvinced.

In the end, the master of the academy came out to turn the tide, and any of you who can write the "Analects" word for word can also enter the Tianzihao School.

Only then did the crowd die down.

It's really that most people can't read it all so far.

Emperor Han Qing was hideous at the beginning and temporarily blocked Youyou's mouth.

The following days, flat and repeated. Han Qingdi's school life is on the right track, walking into the school on time every day and walking out of the school on time.

Tianzi School can enjoy a room for teaching and learning. In the last room in the backyard of the courtyard, the decoration is transparent and bright, the furnishings in the house are simple, five tables and chairs for students, a lecture hall, a row of bookshelves at the back of the house, and a rich collection of books, ranging from local chronicles to sage articles and moral scriptures.

When the master of the academy is not teaching, Emperor Han Qing likes to walk to the bookshelf by himself, and look through various books by himself. Immersed, immersed, turned to the heart, squinted and smiled.

Whenever the boy squinted and smiled, there was a gaze that was completely on the boy, unable to take his eyes off.

The teenager didn't pay attention. I still do my own thing, read books, listen to lectures, and write silently. Write and draw, over and over again, day after day.

Another year of spring flowers, Jiuzhou Confucianism held a knowledge competition, Han Qingdi became famous in one fell swoop, won the first place in Confucianism with a strategy, and won the first place in Confucianism: the name of Confucianism spread far and wide.

This year, Emperor Han Qing was eleven years old, and he deserved his name.

The original doubts have all turned into praise.

In the winter of this year, Jin Wenhu, who worked tirelessly and came to Luoyang City from Jiuzhou Shendu City at the age of 300.

Where they travel, the local county guards sweep the couch to greet each other, often accompanied by the left and right, before and after the saddle. Clear-eyed people know why Lord Shangshu came, neither is it a year-end local evaluation, nor is there any local turmoil and famine that requires Master Shangshu's hard work.

Sure enough, not long after, the old man Shangshu, who had traveled thousands of miles, returned to his hometown after a hundred and fifteen-year absence: the Han Clan Ancestral Hall.

Master Shangshu kept meeting with Emperor Han Qing, a well-known figure in the city. The content of the conversation is unknown to outsiders, and it is thought that it is just some promises and encouragement.

Afterwards, after Lord Shangshu worshiped the Temple of Literature, he rushed back to the Shendu City without stopping.

Today's Emperor Han Qing is known to all continents. After all, the achievements of the young man are too shocking, and there has been no eleven-year-old Confucian in the land of Jiuzhou for thousands of years. Now as long as the young man is willing, he can stop reading and enter the court at any time as an official or general. This can be glimpsed from the will of the emperor: I am very strong, I wish the unicorn to return as soon as possible to share the worries of the king, give the young man paper expensive, and a horse Pingchuan.

Emperor Han Qing was not bothered by these false names, and still went his own way. It's just that under his own fame, he has collected a variety of books to satisfy his own reading. Through a lot of reading, the teenager's insight and knowledge reserve are extremely amazing, and he can be called a rich school with five cars and eight buckets.

In the past, the head of the college had something to deal with and could not come to teach, so he usually came to a deputy head to teach on his behalf. Now that the master of the academy has something to do, he directly said that Emperor Han Qing would teach on his behalf. The boy replied to everyone's doubts with his diligence and strength. The boy's reputation in the academy and the village is now second only to that of the current dynasty and the lords of the household, and everyone knows that the future of Emperor Han Qing is unstoppable.

Spring goes to autumn, and this year is 10,000 and 14 years of the emperor's calendar.

In the past cold and summer, Emperor Han Qing was fourteen years old this year.