Han Ling only felt open-minded and refreshed for a while. Nodding lightly towards Yaoguang, he quietly listened to the narration of several people.

“...... Old Master Meng is kind and funny, and he is easily not angry. However, last time, a few newcomers didn't understand the rules and teased Rhubarb, but somehow the master found out, and the master was furious and almost fired those people. Two of those people were also the sons of the Meng family. After that, everyone knew that it was okay to make the Master unhappy, but it was absolutely impossible to make the Master's dog unhappy. The dog man gave the nickname "Young Master Huang". ”

Meihui paused, and said with a pretty smile: "Even the concubine Niangniang can't afford to provoke this dog." Young Master Huang was afraid of firing the cannon, so Niangniang quietly returned to the Meng family. Who told Old Master Meng to love it so much. ”

But Han Ling didn't grasp the point at all, and just said in his heart: "Obedient! This Meng family is amazing."

Han Ling was in a remote and isolated city, and he couldn't know any new news about the imperial city, let alone the anecdotes of the imperial court and the palace. Except for knowing that the new emperor had not been on the throne for a long time, the Tianjia family name Jian Zhiting knew almost nothing about the affairs of the central government.

If there is a noble concubine in this Meng family, it is impossible to say that its strength will have to be reassessed. The Fanyang Meng clan is not only a thousand-year-old family in the countryside with one or two figures in the court, but also a clan power that is closely integrated with the imperial power. I thought about borrowing strength from the good wind, but looking at this scale, the power and talent reserve are worth interacting, and although the mutually beneficial and win-win partners do not have this strength now, they are always in a direction.

Looking at the four elders of Fan Yang, the four of them are both civil and military, but they have their own biases, the two of them are close to the peak of martial arts, and their life span is about to touch and they can always rush to the 200 mark, and those two who are not very good at martial arts can also have a good life for decades. You must know that this Meng family has a wide range of roads, and what kind of life-prolonging elixir is not sent over in a hurry. The four elders of Fan Yang are here, and the sky of the Meng family is sunny.

Han Ling suddenly looked suspicious when he thought of this, and asked, "What do the four elders of Fan Yang usually call them?"

Shide packed up the neat food box and chopsticks, and enthusiastically explained: "The boss is Mr. Meng Haiyao Meng, who is good at arching horses, and is also good at writing and arguing. The second is Meng Haijun Meng's old master, who is good at calligraphy and painting, and has superb swordsmanship. The third child is Meng Haifeng, a scholar of Meng University, specializing in music and art, and is also good at writing gorgeous articles and poems. The eldest is a scholar of Meng Haitao Meng, and he is an obsessed with arithmetic. This Meng Xiaoxiao is our arithmetic master, who is weaker, but he is impassioned and interesting. ”

Han Ling couldn't imagine the impassioned appearance of this sick and weak old man for a while, and thought to himself, and the word "stupid cute" appeared inexplicably.

That's enough......

Yaoguang and the others said something, it seemed to be a matter of the military household, and the voice was very small, so small that Han Ling didn't want to listen carefully, for fear that it was also a secret matter. After all, Meihui is still young, and it is the early summer snoozing season, Shide saw Meihui's appearance little by little, so he helped her to the side room to rest for a while.

Han Ling took out the post again and looked at it carefully. A thin, yellowish piece of paper, flat and smooth. The above rows of article titles and book titles are extravagant and relaxed. The ink color is new, and it looks like a small post is really natural and natural.

The shape of the characters in this world is similar to that of the Chinese Great Seal, but it is different. Its characters are called Qi Wen, more curved than strokes, all of which are composed of words in the way of elephant sounds, which is easy to look at and recognize. In the first 500 years of the Great Qi Dynasty, countless calligraphers emerged, forming various genres, and the next 300 years to the present are mostly imitation of the handwriting of predecessors, lacking innovation. Han Ling once heard the old scholar next door say that there are really only two people who do not fall into the nest and are self-contained, one is Fan Yang Meng's Meng Haijun, who created his own Jun body;

The ink fragrance lingered faintly around the end of his nose, and Han Ling looked left and right, and really felt that he would never be able to write such a style in his life. Its square circle is majestic and thunderous. But it is not blindly open and close, and it shows its deep foundation in the subtleties, tactful as flowing water. No alteration, no ink, the handwriting is not thick or fine, and the ink is full. But I don't know what kind of handwriting Ning Zhang is.

The sound of rain outside the window is non-stop, gradually weakening, and a few birdsong chirps break out in the dripping, fresh and pleasant. It was also getting bright, and people began to come in one after another.

Yaoguang and the others heard the sound of human voices, estimated the time, and went to call Meihui up, bid farewell to Han Ling, and each found their own classroom master.

Han Ling could also see that these three people were the leaders of the outer surname, but he didn't know how the factions of the inner surname were distributed. It has nothing to do with me, I just want to spend my student career in peace and stability and gain a reputation.

Zhou Zhao has been by the county lieutenant's side for a long time, and he also knows some things about the system. For example, although the election officials of Daqi are also sub-disciplines, they also need a "praise letter", that is, the recommendation and recognition of the family name or the princes and nobles. This greatly restricts the scholars of the poor family, who are helpless and basically cannot enter the center, and are often assigned to remote areas as a small official, and those who can be promoted to the county lieutenant are simply smoking from the ancestral tomb. Over time, such a strange phenomenon was formed, and the scholars of the poor family leaned against their own trees and regarded each other as enemies. It is not uncommon for some brothers to end up with opposite goals because of different opportunities.

And all walks of life in the world are also extremely poorly liquid, basically inheriting the father's business from son to generation. However, the family was not as corrupt and degenerate as it was during the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties in Chinese history, because of the competition between each other and the transcendent existence of the imperial court and the Zhu Pavilion, the family monopolized the internal survival of the fittest by virtue of knowledge, and has always firmly controlled the power and wealth, controlled the public opinion orientation of the whole society, and deeply influenced the people. They combined with the imperial power, and while supporting the imperial power, the two also had checks and balances, calling for wind and rain, and ruling the world together. This unique balance has allowed the Great Qi Dynasty to remain stable for nearly a thousand years, and the people are prosperous and healthy, and there is nothing else to ask for.

Although there has been a lot of chaos since the new emperor ascended the throne, people are very confident that everything will return to calm under the strong control of the family, and cats will eat fish and dogs eat meat for thousands of years.

Of course, Han Ling didn't know what was going on, all of this was obtained from the information of several people around him. Perhaps when he has a place in Meng's private school and takes root, he can know more things.

Tables and chairs made of light gray-blue stone and wood are neatly arranged in the interior. At first glance, the classroom is the decoration style of Master Meng, which is low-key and luxurious. This table, chair, bench, and potted plants are all simple and generous, but they are also expensive.

Han Ling was sighing like this, and found that the number of people who came in was slowly decreasing. There were a few hundred people in the morning school, but in the afternoon, there were sparse people, about fifty or sixty people.

The passage of time is always invisible, and under Han Su's guidance, Han Ling learned how to observe the star trails that loom in the intense sunlight of the day, so as to judge the time. The so-called year is 636 days, ten quarters a day, respectively, with ten kinds of auspicious beasts to refer to, a large moment and ten small moments, directly said that it is five moments of the flying phoenix, six quarters of the unicorn.

Mars and the line of exile are intertwined, and the horn has arrived.

Old Master Meng walked in hurriedly, but he was holding a dirty child in his hand, who seemed to be five or six years old. The hair was slightly long, knotted together, and the face was still clean, and the clothes were no longer visible.