Jia Sheng stood outside the window of the private school where the weather was cold.

His temples were frosty, and looking at the dark and hard-working young men inside, tears were almost falling out of touch.

He came to the Pingwang Mansion to be a teacher, but in fact he was helpless in making a living, and he always felt that he was blind.

When he was young, he had lofty ambitions and his purpose of studying hard was to hope that one day he would be recommended by kings and county magistrates, become an official, and serve as a priest.

If you can recommend an official, who would be a teacher with a low status?!

Unfortunately, I have been in my forties and fifties, and I still have no favoritism from the princes! I have no hope of recommending an official, and I have wasted my time all these years.

But now, he saw the students in this private school studying so hard that for the first time he felt proud and proud of his identity as a teacher.

Suddenly, he no longer felt that he was wasting his time.

If he could teach a few more, or even a large number of Li disciples as outstanding as "Li Gannian", even though Jia Sheng is old, he will never have any regrets in his life.

The good kids in the private school in front of him are his hope!

"well!"

"It was not the teacher who educated you, it was the teacher who moved you! From then on, I have hope and sustenance in my heart."

"I hope that the Li family will be prosperous again. I am satisfied with my efforts to get such a strong reward!"

Jia Sheng couldn't bear to disturb the teenagers' hard study, so he wanted to turn around and leave.

But, I thought about it again.

Since the teenagers are so eager to learn, they even gather in private schools so consciously to study for themselves during the Spring Festival, without delaying for a day.

He gave some tips to each one.

Aren’t the teenagers going to a higher level?

Thinking of this, Jia Sheng entered the private school lobby from the back door and came to the last row behind the boy with the worst academic performance on weekdays.

He was very happy to see how the young man copied books and studied.

"The first chapter of "The Stone" is full of absurd words, a handful of bitter tears."

OK, a good poem! I don’t know which master did this poem, which expresses the sadness of being a teacher.”

Jia Sheng thought about it for a while and thought the poem tasted quite good.

"Uh...wait, wait!"

"This is not the "Analects of Confucius" and "Shangshu" that the teacher left for them to recite during the Spring Festival!"

"This "Stone Story" is a masterpiece by a master of masters?...The Shang and Zhou dynasties, the Spring and Autumn Period, the Warring States Period, and the Pre-Qin Dynasty, I have never heard of this book!"

Jia Sheng was full of surprise.

Looking at the first chapter at the beginning, the writing is profound and experienced, and it must be the work of a senior master in the literary world, which seems to be interesting.

He patiently looked at another girl next to him to see what the others were doing.

But she was writing quickly and copying the third chapter of "The Story of Stones" "The Restoration of Jia Yucun's Rongguo Mansion in Jinling City" which says that Jia Yucun escorted Lin Daiyu to Jinling and lived in Rongguo Mansion.

The girl was immersed in it, unaware of it, and Mr. Jia stood behind her.

"It's still "The Story of Stone"?"

"Why are the young girls in Li's private school trying hard to copy this book? Is the content in this book better than the books of the sages?!"

Jia Sheng was a little confused when he looked at another boy.

It's true that it's still the Stone!

This is the fifth chapter, Jia Baoyu dreams in the fairyland, and is working with the Twelve Beauties of Jinling...

Jia Sheng was a little stunned.

Nearly a hundred young girls in this private school were copying "The Story of the Stone". This is the sacred masterpiece, such a powerful attraction.

Suddenly, the boy felt that there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him behind him, and couldn't help but look back.

This glance scared his soul away.

Mr. Jia!

The boy jumped up in shock, grabbed the handwritten newspaper and ran away.

"Oh, not good!"

"The old man is here, run away quickly, don't be confiscated by him!"

"Divid troops in ten directions, cover each other, escape from each other, and never betray them. I swear to keep Miss Zuer's second copy of the same!"

The young and young girls in this private school were like frightened birds, protecting the manuscript in their hands and fleeing.

In a blink of an eye.

In the huge private school, the young and girls ran away. In the empty and messy lobby, there were scattered pens, ink, paper and inkstones everywhere.

The doors and windows are swaying, and the cold wind is howling!

Only Jia Sheng was left alone, alone in the private school, stunned.

What's going on?!

Jia Sheng slowly picked up a copy from the ground, and somebody fled in panic and fell on the ground.

This book is written in total to Chapter 6.

He looked solemn and patted the dust on it.

In this book, there must be a huge mystery that deeply attracts the young girls of the Li family, which actually squeezes away the Confucian sages.

There is a lot of content in it, and there are tens of thousands of words in just one chapter, and he didn't look at the content in it carefully.

He wants to take it back and study it carefully.

...

Jia Sheng returned to Changle Street with a serious expression and lived in his own residence.

A small, low and dim house.

The oil lamp lit the fire, and he was at the table and began to read the book "The Story of the Stone".

"The Story of Stones, written by Xiaohunhou!"

Jia Sheng was shocked.

Written by Xiaohunhou?

The little marquis actually wrote such a long masterpiece?

The first few chapters were very creative, but it was normal.

However, starting from Chapter 5, something was wrong.

How did you start to write about Jia Baoyu sleeping and the fairies of the Twelve Beauties of Jinling, and start a ridiculous aristocratic life.

Chapter 6, "Jia Baoyu and his maid Xiren first tried the wind and rain", was even more jaw-dropping and dry.

After careful consideration, the lines of this book are full of the decayed lives of kings, princes and nobles!

This is clearly a use of "Jia Baoyu" to show off the extravagance and arrogance of Xiaohunhou and his maids!

Jia Sheng swallowed it all in a hurry and looked it roughly, and couldn't help but glaring.

"Little Huangwen!"

"A big poisonous weed!"

"It would be fine if he was in the Marquis' Mansion and Prince Ping's Mansion, he had been living the life of the young marquis without any lewdness, but he even wrote a book to make others envious and jealous.

This is to poison all the seedlings in the Pingwang Mansion!

They are so young and so innocent that they are actually addicted to it, and read this unsightly little yellow book. No wonder they are so focused and addicted to it!"

"There are so many books of sages, "The Book of Songs" and "The Book of Documents". They just copied your "Stone Records", and the entire Pingwang Mansion was harmed by you."

"Oh my God, my twenty years of hard work, and the righteous gentlemanly style that I have educated has been destroyed in your book "The Story of the Stone"!"

"Little Hunhou, I and you are not finished! You give me my youth, my years, and my hard work for twenty years!!"

Jia Sheng started to feel sad, and the more he thought about it, he became sad, and he lay on the old table and cried loudly.

After a while, he was tired of crying.

cheer up.

Gripping your teeth and reading it again!

We are serious scholars, only read the books of sages, and firmly resist this kind of crooked little yellow text and poisonous weed!

"I want to criticize this book word by word, and completely criticize the stinky weeds that harm the young men of my Pingwang Mansion!"
Chapter completed!