Fei Ruhe finally returned to the classroom because it was almost time for get out of class to end.
The people at the bottom of the Ming Dynasty had difficulty getting two meals a day.
But in affluent areas, people basically eat three meals a day. Even if there is not enough food, boiling stones in plain water will still produce smoke, so as not to be looked down upon by the folks and neighbors.
The course schedule of Hanzhu Private School is roughly as follows——
Morning reading: teacher leads reading, group reading, and selected people to read.
breakfast time.
Practice calligraphy: Practice one hundred words in Cun Kai.
Meaning of the Classics: Explanation of the Four Books and Five Classics.
lunch time.
Recitation: Review textbooks and recite chapters and sentences.
Dictionary: Talk about poetry, talk about couplets, talk about ancient Chinese prose, and talk about test papers.
dinner time.
Evening self-study: review what you have learned today and occasionally explain exercises.
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"gentlemen!"
"come in."
Fei Ruhe's nosebleed had stopped, and he walked into the classroom with the teacher's permission.
Fei Chun, with a bruised nose and swollen face, followed closely behind him, covering his face with his sleeves for fear of being seen in his embarrassment.
On the contrary, Zhao Han walked into the classroom without any injuries and sat down next to Fei Chun.
The teacher's name is Pang Chunlai, an old scholar who seems to be short-sighted and is giving a lecture at this time.
He didn't care what the students were doing. He held the textbook two inches in front of his eyes, sat on the podium and shook his head: "Confucius said: A gentleman has three precepts. When you are young, your blood is not stable, and the precepts are in your appearance. When you are strong, your blood is strong, and you have to take the precepts."
It's about fighting. As you get older, your blood and vitality are declining, so you have to get rid of it."
"What is blood and qi? The body that supports life is blood yin and qi yang. That is to say, if a person wants to survive, he must have blood and qi, and he must have a balance of yin and yang..."
Suddenly, a student raised his hand: "Sir, what is abstinence?"
"Hahahaha!" all the children laughed.
Fei Ruhe also followed suit: "I know, quitting sex means quitting women!"
"Hahahahahaha!"
The students laughed louder, and the classroom was filled with happy air.
Zhao Han asked Fei Chun in a low voice: "Who is causing trouble?"
"Fei Yuanjian, from Henglin," Fei Chun said in a low voice, "in terms of seniority, he is our young master's great-uncle, and he is a clan brother with our old master."
Well, this seniority is high enough, Fei Yinghuan's uncle.
Pang Chunlai was not angry when his lecture was interrupted. He stroked his beard and said, "You are all boys and young men with undecided blood. You should not be tainted by women. You should stop it!"
Fei Yuanjian was estimated to be twelve or thirteen years old, and he was also a senior repeater. He continued to make trouble: "If a young man is not close to women, wouldn't it be impossible to have children? There are three ways to be unfilial, and having no offspring is the most important. Sir, you must be wrong!"
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"Yes, that's wrong!" Fei Ruhe followed suit.
There are more than twenty students in this class. Fei Yuanjian and Fei Ruhe, the "grandfather and grandson", should be considered class bullies.
They made trouble for the teacher, and their younger brothers followed suit.
For just a moment, the classroom was as noisy as a vegetable market.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
Pang Chunlai finally couldn't help it, he hit the table with a ruler, blew his beard and glared: "Be quiet, be quiet! You should not indulge in female sex here. Food and sex are the same, eating to a full stomach, marrying a wife and having children, that's it.
How can we truly abstain from human nature? However, gluttony, gluttony, and debauchery are human desires. The abstinence from lust here is not to abstain from human nature, but to abstain from human desires!"
Fei Yuanjian continued to sing the opposite tune: "Sir, you are talking nonsense. Zhu Zi's annotations do not say so."
"That's right, what Zhu Xi didn't say is because he is talking nonsense!" Fei Ruhe followed suit.
Singing and harmonizing, it's so lively.
Zhao Han observed the situation carefully and found that the whole class was booing, except for one student in the front row, who was reading silently. Moreover, this student's clothes were thin, and he could tell at a glance that he came from a poor family.
"Bang bang bang bang bang!"
Pang Chunlai banged the ruler frantically, but the classroom was already noisy. He had no choice but to shout: "Self-study, don't wander around, wait until get out of class is over!"
"Wow...ohhhhhhh!"
The students cheered collectively, as if celebrating victory, and then continued to fight with each other.
Pang Chunlai was too lazy to care about these bastards anymore. He put on a kind expression and said to the poor student in the front row: "Xu Ying, come forward."
The student named Xu Ying went over immediately and said respectfully: "What do you have to teach me, sir?"
Pang Chunlai asked with concern: "Do you understand everything I said today?"
"Understood." Xu Ying nodded and said.
Pang Chunlai reminded: "What Confucius said about abstaining from lust and fighting is not the ordinary abstinence from lust and fighting, but restraining the desires in the heart. What is moved by blood and Qi is what desire refers to. A saint is the same as others, blood and Qi;
What makes a saint different from others is his ambition. You should long for the saint, nourish your ambition and restrain your flesh and blood. Only in this way can you accomplish great things."
Xu Ying thought carefully and asked: "But Mr. Ke once said that a real man must not be bloodless."
Pang Chunlai explained: "Blood here refers to people's desires. To restrain flesh and blood means to restrain desires. And a real man cannot be without flesh and blood. It is blood and backbone. Fighting with others is a battle of will and spirit, not blood.
Fight." Pang Chunlai pointed at the court, "Such stubborn people have too much blood and no blood. You should study hard, don't fight with them, and don't live up to your talents. But don't lose blood either.
Sex cannot be without pride."
Xu Ying quickly bowed: "Thank you sir for your teaching."
There was a lot of quarrels in the classroom, and the teacher didn't care about it, and only gave the poor scholar a small chance.
"Dang-dang-dang!"
After a while, the bell rang.
The students cheered collectively and swarmed out of the classroom.
Students who live closer to home go directly home to eat, while boarding students all rush to the cafeteria.
There are also day students not far away who bring their own food boxes and eat in the classroom.
As if he had been released from prison, Fei Ruhe couldn't wait to run out. He suddenly turned around and pointed at Zhao Han: "That...who is that..."
"Zhao Han." Zhao Han smiled.
"Yes, Zhao Han, let's go have dinner together." Fei Ruhe said.
As they left the classroom, Xu Ying, a poor student, also hurriedly ran away holding a small bag.
Unfortunately, he didn't run fast enough. As soon as he got up, he was blocked by someone. Four or five people surrounded him to prevent him from being seen by the teacher who was packing his things.
The leader is obviously Fei Yuanjian.
Xu Ying did not want to fight with him, lowered her head and turned to leave, but was immediately pushed back.
Fei Ruhe suddenly grabbed Zhao Han and said with a smile: "If you're not busy eating, let's watch a good show first."
Pang Chunlai finally left the classroom tremblingly with his textbook and ruler under his arm and a cane in his hand.
Seeing the teacher leaving, Fei Yuanjian said in a mocking tone: "Master Xu, what did you eat today?"
Xu Ying protected her lunch bag, lowered her head and answered: "Wheat cake."
"You haven't paid the rent you owe, but you can actually afford wheat cakes?" Fei Yuanjian laughed even more enthusiastically, and at the same time reached out and grabbed it out, "Open it quickly and let me see."
Xu Ying shook her head repeatedly, squatted down with her baggage in her arms, and waited to be beaten up by the group.
Facing Xu Ying, who was lying down waiting to be beaten, Fei Yuanjian suddenly lost interest, turned around and left, saying: "It's so boring!"
The other students kicked and punched each other a few times, and then they all left one after another.
After being beaten, Xu Ying breathed a sigh of relief and ran out quickly holding her things.
Zhao Han witnessed the whole process and did not help. Instead, he asked: "Young master, you just want to see injustice on the road and draw your sword to help?"
"Pull it out," Fei Ruhe said angrily, "That idiot is the same as my grandfather, how can I beat my elders?" Then he added, "But, this young master really doesn't like him. I'll wait for him to cause trouble one day.
If it gets serious, like beating someone half to death, it would be excused for me to take action again."
Fei Chun immediately flattered him: "Young master is brave, resourceful and chivalrous. He will definitely become a great hero in the future."
"Hahaha," Fei Ruhe felt comfortable, "That's right, this young master will definitely be a great hero from now on!"
Zhao Han was speechless for a moment. A direct descendant of a wealthy family didn't want to take the imperial examination. He must at least have the ambition to be a general. What the hell is it to fantasize about being a knight?
Have you watched too much "Water Margin"?
The three of them went to the cafeteria together, and after walking a few dozen steps, they could vaguely see Xu Ying squatting under the railing of the pavilion.
Zhao Han said: "Master, let me go over and take a look."
"What's there to see? He must be crying. Every time that guy is bullied, he doesn't know how to fight back. He just hides and cries alone." Fei Ruhe curled his lips and said.
Fei Chun explained: "The young master also helped me, but that kid didn't know what was good or bad and refused to accept it."
Zhao Han walked over quietly and heard a burst of sobbing.
Xu Ying squatted outside the railing of the pavilion, wiping her tears while eating wheat bran cakes. His family is a semi-owner farmer, and the whole family has a few acres of land, so they will definitely not have enough to eat. They have to farm the land separately, and occasionally
Do some part-time work to survive.
If such a family of half-owner farmers and half-sharecroppers encounters a famine, their only land will inevitably be annexed.
Shocked to realize that there was someone behind her, Xu Ying did not dare to look back or stand up. He crazily stuffed the remaining half piece of cake into his mouth, and then held his head in preparation for a beating.
Zhao Han felt pity, took out a few copper coins and said: "At your age, you are growing. You can't just eat bran cakes. Take them to buy some food."
Seeing the copper coins handed over, Xu Ying finally slowly raised her head. He didn't know who Zhao Han was, so he stood up and bowed: "I accept your kindness, but one pancake is enough to fill you up."
As expected, Zhao Han was so stubborn that he walked away and quickly chased after Fei Ruhe.
