In the dark night, the deserted village, there is a sound of reading aloud, which makes people feel extremely strange.

Zhang Jingxu led a group of yamen runners to explore slowly along the small paths in the village. There was cold mist everywhere, as thick as ink that could not be melted.

They looked for the direction of the sound of reading, and finally found that it was at the westernmost end of the village, on the edge of the village, with a lonely house.

There were three thatched huts, and a small yard outside the house. The yard was not made of bricks and stones, but was the most common wooden fence in poor families.

A half-covered wood door can barely be regarded as the gateway to the courtyard, but the dilapidated appearance is probably impossible to stop even the children.

From this we can even feel that this house is extremely poor.

But the clear sound of Lang's reading came from this house.

It was already the second half of the night, and the thick fog around was getting colder. Everyone stood in front of the house, while Zhang Jingxu listened to the sound of reading.

"If jade is not carved, it will not become a weapon, if people do not learn, they will not know their intentions. Therefore, the kings of ancient times built a country, and the king and the people will be the first to educate them!"

"Don't blame me for disturbing late at night. It's because after I entered the village, I heard Lang's reading sound from afar. I was happy for a moment and couldn't help but want to come and visit."

If I can do this, I will be the savior of the whole village.

But following the next paragraph, it made people feel a little scary and furious when they heard it.

Therefore, if you stop me, you will have the intention of harming the villagers.

He praised this, suddenly changed his tone and persuaded: "But such thriftiness is not good for his eyes after all. No matter how you adapt, looking at things in secret will definitely hurt your eyes..."

As he spoke, the room suddenly became brighter. It was obvious that the little scholar ran into the house in panic because of Zhang Jingxu's words, so he hurriedly ran into the house and lit the lights.

The little scholar was slightly stunned, then rushed into the hut in a panic, and said with a hurricane tone: "The elder came to visit, but I forgot to light the light. This is really, it's so rude!"

But after listening to it for a long time, I felt that he was right...

The little scholar suddenly became silent.

This sentence is completely fine, it is a dignified education.

This sentence is also fine, it is the essence of the way to encourage learning.

The sound of reading is very clear, and every word can be heard clearly. It sounds like the way of education, and it seems to be a chapter of encouragement in ancient books.

As the boy spoke, he hurriedly opened the wooden door. He made an invitation gesture with both hands, and the sincerity on his face was not like disguise.

The little scholar was praised with joy, his eyebrows showed a gleeful embarrassment, and he said, "Uncle, you are so elegant. My villagers have never praised me like this."

"The way to be ambitious is to study hard, or to be an official or to set up a school to educate people..."

Zhang Jingxu shook his head again, as if he suddenly became lost: "No, I failed. Although I wanted the villagers to be good, they were unwilling to accept my affection..."

It was obvious that the door of this house was half-covered, and he could open the door with just a push, but Zhang Jingxu was not like this, but instead knocked on the door seriously.

Zhang Jingxu smiled and said, "We came uninvited, and it is already a bad guest. You can give me a bowl of boiled water. This is a good hospitality. This shows the innocent heart."

"Don't dare!" The young man smiled shyly again and said sincerely: "You are an elder and a gentleman. Even if you have a little misunderstanding, the students should listen obediently."

"So if you stop me, you will have the intention of harming the villagers."

This passage sounds fine at first glance, but if you scrutinize it carefully, you will feel that there is a strong paranoia in the semantics.

But when he saw a young man with barefoot running out in a hurry, he looked happy and went straight to the gate of the yard.

The young scholar sighed, as if he was explaining or talking to himself, and said softly: "Our Sunjiazhuang has been poor for generations, and has been poor for generations. It is a good situation like mine, but only the eyes are damaged. The rest of the village are pitiful. They have worked hard and are sick all over."

"Dare you ask this little friend, how did you know that I have been waiting for a long time?"

"Is that right?" Zhang Jingxu praised in surprise as if he had no doubts: "This is such a good skill, and he can save a lot of money on gas in a year."

"One person can save a village, so there are great virtues who are not afraid of hanging the beam and stabbing the thighs. If I can do this, the savior of the whole village will be born for generations, for generations, for more than a hundred years, and escape from the sea of ​​suffering..."

Zhang Jingxu smiled, walked into the wood gate with his foot, looked at the three thatched huts in the yard, and sighed softly: "My family is probably quite poor, and I can't bear to light the lamp after studying late at night."

ah?

this!

The boy seemed to be stunned, his face a little strange.

But the next sentence suddenly turned into a sarcastic sentence, "Today's dynasty only knows how to worship the gods, the rich people's wine and meat are smelly, so why are the people suffering...'

The little scholar nodded quickly and said happily: "Yes, yes, yes, the student thinks so. Sir, you are worthy of being a well-educated elder. You can see my thoughts at a glance..."

This scholar has a very paranoid idea!

"In today's dynasty, only the gods of heaven are known for worshipping the rich, and the wine and meat are smelly, so why are the people suffering?..."

"Although I came uninvited, I came because of a book. I just don't know if the owner of the house is willing to meet me, a guest who is adventurously visiting..."

He stopped talking about this, but looked at the little scholar and asked, "Where are you? Do your villagers support you in your studies?"

The little scholar was still silent.

With Zhang Jingxu knocking on the door in accordance with the etiquette, the sound of reading in the hut suddenly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, I heard the owner of the house with a little surprise: "A guest actually came to visit? And he is so polite! Could it be that he is a scholar, otherwise how could he be so elegant..."

Zhang Jingxu shook his head and continued to whisper: "It's not that you can see your thoughts, it's just that I empathize with you. When I was a teenager, I also thought about leading the village to prosperity with my own strength."

He found that something was wrong with these sentences.

Zhang Jingxu laughed and said, "It's the first time that I've been praised for being elegant."

It was not until a long time that he spoke again. However, he kept silent about the topic just now, but just reached out to make an invitation and said, "Mr.com is here late at night and dares to invite him to sit in the house. Although the student is poor at home, it is still OK to serve a bowl of boiled water..."

Zhang Jingxu stood in front of the door for a long time and decided not to continue listening, so he slowly raised his hand and gently knocked at the wooden door.

Zhang Jingxu seemed very pleased and nodded and praised: "It's really good, he's a kind boy."

"Please come in quickly, please come in quickly, let you wait outside the door for a long time, the student is too rude."

The first sentence promotes the right path, and the next sentence immediately changes the rules, such as the sentence "If jade is not carved, it will not become a weapon, if people do not learn, they will not know their intentions. Therefore, in ancient times, the king established a country, and the king and the people will be the first to educate them."

Take the opportunity to lift your foot and walk into the hut.

And when he knocked on the door, he actually asked according to etiquette, as if he was visiting the door, waiting for the owner of the house to agree.

A rush!

The door of the thatched hut in the yard was opened.

Zhang Jingxu nodded and said meaningfully: "I understand, they can't understand your painstaking efforts."

Great virtue and sages hang their beams and stab their legs.

Zhang Jingxu also sighed and said softly: "So you are studying hard and want to take a path of progress. This will change the situation in the village and lead the villagers to live a good life, right?"

"One person can save a village, so there are great virtues and sages who are not afraid of hanging their beams and stabbing their thighs. If I can do this, the savior of the whole village will be born for generations, for generations, for more than a hundred years, and escape from the sea of ​​suffering... Therefore, if there is a person who blocks me, he will have the intention of harming the villagers."

...

After he lit the lights, he hurriedly came out of the house again, his face still shy, his tone became more and more shy, and he explained: "It makes you laugh. The home is really hard. Although the lights are bright, they need lamp oil... and lamp oil, and lamp oil..."

"Oh, I didn't expect it to be a gentleman? It's so glorious to be able to visit my house."

"If you haven't learned, then why do you say that you feel too rude to let me wait outside the door for a long time!"

Zhang Jingxu deliberately said 'oh' and said meaningfully: "It turned out to be a polite word. I blame me for being too careless! I hope my friend should not blame me, just forgive me."

However, after listening for a while, Zhang Jingxu gradually realized something abnormal.

The surrounding mist was as dark as ink, but the boy seemed to have not realized it. Instead, his eyes were as clear as water, looking at Zhang Jingxu outside the wooden door.

The little scholar seemed to be more shy, and his face was red when he was praised.

The young scholar nodded and said, "If you can save one point, you can save one point. Besides, because I have been studying all year round, I already like to see things in the dark. Even if I don't light an oil lamp at night, it's dark, I can still see words!"

After hearing this voice, Zhang Jingxu smiled slightly and replied deliberately: "The master here is right. Zhang has indeed studied for several years. I have not only read books, but also worked as a teacher."

Zhang Jingxu smiled gently and said the following words for him: "Lanning oil is very expensive, you are reluctant to let it go, right?"

"Then have you succeeded?" the little scholar asked in a very urgent tone.

For example, the latter sentence is "The way to be promising is to study well, or to be an official or set up a school to educate people."

The semantics before and after are completely opposite, and it is obviously mixed with the private goods of the people who are studying in the house.

It is worthy of being Zhang Jingxu. He has been in the officialdom before traveling through time. Although he has never become a section-level cadre in half his life, he is very skilled in dealing with people.

He stared at Zhang Jingxu for a while, then said softly as if he was quite shy, "Student...student, I'm polite, can't you... hear it?"

However, although he had a sincere face and his eyes were clear as water, Zhang Jingxu did not enter the door immediately. Instead, he asked with a little curiosity:

"When I just knocked on the door, I just informed me of the visit, but I didn't say anything. I've been listening outside the door for a long time..."

"Dare you sure you are here?"

After entering the house, I just saw it and felt that everything was normal.

Although the house is barely covered with walls, it is obvious that it is poor and poor at first glance, the only pieces of furniture are spotless and obviously a family that has been through the serious life.

However, the next moment, the voice of the ghost nephew Zhang Gui sounded in Zhang Jingxu's heart, with three-point eagerness and seemingly worried, and said hurriedly: "Uncle Zhang, be careful, this little scholar's breath is very strange, I feel that he is probably not a human..."

The next moment, Zhang Jingxu answered Zhang Gui in his heart: "I know, I know, when I listened to his reading, I guessed that he was a ghost!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!