Chapter 162 He must be a great man (two in one chapter)
It took Zhao Rong a long explanation to convince his senior brother, who was taking him along the ancient road behind him, that he didn't have that weird habit.
And after some discussion, the two of them agreed that they had no interest in the little yellow-haired girl who was short of weight.
The two "like-minded" people looked at each other and smiled.
After such a general misunderstanding, the two continued walking on the winding and deep water-side corridor in the southeast corner of the academy.
Not long after, Li Jinshu stopped in front of a courtyard located in a green bamboo forest, and pushed in the door with Zhao Rong familiarly.
Entrance point.
An old man with black hair in a long-sleeved, wide-sleeved robe was kneeling on a bamboo mat and giving a lecture.
In front of him were more than a dozen academicians who were listening respectfully in front of the case.
at this time.
The bamboo leaves rustled and the old man's voice sounded bright.
After Li Jinshu arrived with Zhao Rong, several scholars turned their heads and looked at him. Some looked at Zhao Rong curiously, and some smiled lightly at Li Jinshu.
But most other people, including Mr. Yan, were still immersed in lectures and listening.
He was not distracted by Zhao and Rong.
Li Jinshu took it for granted and gave Zhao Rong a look.
The latter understands it.
The two of them walked to the empty table in front and sat down on their knees, their backs straight, and they blended in intently.
Zhao Rong listened for a while and roughly understood that Mr. Yan was actually talking about the Thirteen Confucian Classics. He did not feel bored and listened attentively.
About an hour later, Mr. Yan slowly stopped talking. After taking a sip of the tea handed to him by Li Jinshu, he dismissed everyone. He straightened his dark clothes and stood up. He said lightly to Zhao Rong below: "Follow me."
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Then he turned around and went back to the house.
Zhao Rong followed and walked into the house together.
Zhao Rong originally thought that this Mr. Yan would take an exam to test his knowledge, such as the Four Books and Five Classics, poetry theory, music rhythm, etc.
In the end, Mr. Yan only asked him carefully about the current situation of the Great Master of Chu, and then asked him about his family background, etc., and finally encouraged him: "There are very few people from the Zhao family in various continents who can learn Confucianism, so you should pay more attention to it."
Ying Yingxue, work hard and live up to your junior brother’s expectations.”
He then asked Zhao Rong to leave, and asked him to call Li Jinshu in before leaving.
Zhao Rong touched his nose and left the bamboo house.
Li Jinshu asked him to wait outside for a while and then entered the house.
Zhao Rong was bored waiting outside, and he always felt that entering the academy was too easy.
Is this a back door?
The right tightness, the speed of entering, this warm-hearted senior brother, this kind and amiable senior commander, the back door is so... comfortable.
However, Zhao Rong learned the lesson from the last time he went to write couplets because he didn't know the situation and provoked a coquettish girl.
I decided it would be better to go and inquire about it.
He saw some senior brothers and sisters chatting together not far away, so he approached them and politely joined them.
When everyone saw that he was a new junior brother, they didn't pay attention and continued chatting. Occasionally, they saw this junior brother, who probably came in through connections, ask some slightly strange questions, and they would answer them appropriately, but nothing happened.
Pay attention to.
Zhao Rong just blended in, shouting "sweet" from a senior brother on the left and a senior sister on the right, and carefully observed everyone's expressions.
Gradually, I pieced together some... simple common sense about the academy.
Zhao Rong was recommended by Mr. Yan to join the academy in the name of an outstanding student.
Zhao Rong was very satisfied with this name.
Talented student? He happens to be talented...
Linlu Academy will give some of these quotas to students with special talents every three years. Of course, the students in the academy also have a special grade classification. Different students have different numbers of quotas, but they are all relatively rare.
However, the name of this specialty sounds very powerful, but it is just a verbal expression.
Because the quota for students with special talents is a benefit provided by the academy to gentlemen.
Mr. Academy can give it as a favor to friends outside.
It could also be that there are really promising young people that you want to train, and you will take the initiative to recruit them.
But under normal circumstances, the former is the majority, and the latter is very rare. After all, those who are really capable can pass the three-year academy assessment and join Linlu Academy with integrity.
So, almost all the students with special talents are the ones who are connected to Linlu Academy for gold-plating?
However, Zhao Rong also figured out another profound meaning of the academy's approach.
The reason why Linlu Academy, which gathers the essence of Banzhou culture, wants to let out such a hole is probably to have a similar effect to the bass effect. Adding some naughty "bass" can stir up the lifeless "lake" in the academy and let others
When the "fish" becomes active, at certain times, it can also serve as an outlet for other students to vent their negative emotions.
In this way, this is to achieve multiple goals with one stone.
As for what the senior brother told him about being accepted as a direct disciple by Mr. Yan one year later, it was not as wonderful as Zhao Rongxiang thought.
According to what Zhao Rong found out.
Scholars who enter Linlu Academy are assessed every three years, and students with special talents like Zhao Rong can only be called students when they first enter the academy.
At first, they all had to study together and were divided into several groups, similar to Zhao Rong's class in his previous life.
After the students have attended the academy courses together for a year, those who pass the assessment can participate in the apprenticeship ceremony and be selected as direct disciples by the gentlemen of the academy. Of course, those with excellent academic performance will also be "competed" by many gentlemen, and they
They can also choose the gentleman they think is suitable, but these are only a very small number of people.
Only by being accepted as a direct disciple by a master of the academy can one be promoted to a Confucian scholar and wear a jade.
In this way, the scholar class among the hundreds of scholars was fully accepted by the school to which he belonged and became a formal member of it.
However, many of those students will not be selected because there are not many teachers in the academy and the number of disciples is very small. Then they can only wait for another year to participate in the apprenticeship ceremony next year.
However, there are only three opportunities, because students who have not become scholars within three years will leave Linlu Academy, and the next class of new students will arrive.
According to Li Jinshu, Zhao Rong doesn't have to worry about being forced to leave Linlu Academy in three years. Because of the recommendation letter, as long as he, a connected person, stays honest and doesn't get into trouble, he can be accepted as a direct disciple by Mr. Yan within three years.
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but.
Zhao Rong's mouth twitched.
There are also great differences between direct disciples.
It is divided into recorded disciples, disciples receiving karma, disciples entering the family, etc.
I heard that above all these, there is a kind of high-achieving disciple, who can inherit the master's legacy.
However, Zhao Rong did not inquire about the latter few, but found out about the recording disciples.
This is the kind of student who puts on a name and recognizes the teacher-student relationship, but may not necessarily be taught personally, but still believes in his teacher's thoughts and doctrines...
Very good, a paddling seat exclusively for gangsters.
No wonder some senior brothers and sisters have a cold attitude. To be standing here, they are all at least apprentice disciples or above. They think that he is the kind of junior brother who wants to use relationships to gild the water. Of course, they don’t like him...
Zhao Rong nodded lightly, not dissatisfied at all. After all, he was lucky enough to enter the academy so quickly after missing the three-year academy assessment. He should be content and happy, and the future things, well, take his time.
Zhao Rong continued to listen to the chats of his senior brothers and sisters with great interest.
Not long after.
Li Jinshu came out of the house and walked towards Zhao Rong.
"Big brother."
"Senior Brother Li."
Zhao Rong saluted with the many scholars around him, but most of the people around him had relaxed smiles on their faces. After all, this senior brother who had been following Mr. Yan was known as a good old man.
Moreover, Li Jinshu was also a disciple of Mr. Yan, and he even heard that he had the opportunity to become a disciple and inherit the mantle of Mr. Yan, a great Confucian monk.
Zhao Rong couldn't help but glance at his senior brother.
Li Jinshu responded to everyone with a smile, exchanged greetings with them, introduced Zhao Rong, patted Zhao Rong on the shoulder, and left with him.
"Junior brother, I will take you to go through the admission procedures, collect some necessary things, and then take you to the school dormitory to move in."
"Elder brother, I think it's getting late. How about we do these things tomorrow? You can take me there when you have free time tomorrow. I'll stay one night outside the academy first, and the guest room hasn't been checked out yet."
Li Jinshu shook his head.
"I'm afraid I can't do it tomorrow. It's the day when the teacher goes out to give lectures again. This is the academy's annual rotating arrangement. All of us disciples will go out with the teacher. It is estimated that we will have to stay outside for a month. I'll help you get everything done today.
, you can enter the school directly tomorrow to study with the new students."
Hearing this, Zhao Rong nodded and said no more.
After that, Li Jinshu took him busy in the academy for a while.
At sunset, on the stone road in the dense forest.
Li Jinshu helped Zhao Rong carry some of the items he received, and the two of them were heading to the school building where the students lived together.
On the way, he seemed to have thought of something and turned around and said:
"By the way, junior brother, how about you come with us to accompany Mr. to give lectures tomorrow? Anyway, you will become Mr.'s disciple in the future, so why not take this opportunity to listen to more of Mr.'s classes and let him get to know you better? As for
There’s no need to rush to school.”
Li Jinshu smiled and said: "There are a few junior brothers who came a little earlier than you. They were also recommended by the teacher to be admitted to the hospital. They will also go to accompany the teacher to give lectures tomorrow. How about the junior brother like them and go together?"
Zhao Rong's thoughts changed and he politely refused: "Tzuyu appreciates Senior Brother's kindness. However, Tzuyu has just been admitted to the hospital and is not familiar with the classmates, teachers and environment of the academy. He goes out and runs around. There is something wrong. Let's do it next time.
Besides, I’m really sorry, senior brother.”
Are you kidding me? After settling in, I still need to go find Qingjun. What are you running around for? I have traveled all the way from Dachu to Duyou City and my heart is tired. Now I just want to have a home and have her at home.
…
Li Jinshu turned around, nodded gently, and then warned:
"That's fine. It's just that senior brother didn't think it through well. Then young junior brother, just rest assured and study. If anything happens, you can wait until I come back from teaching with the teacher. If you really can't wait, you can also go to Taiqing Mansion to find me. Let's
I'm a fellow countryman, don't be polite, if anything happens, just..."
"Wait! What did you say?"
Zhao Rong, who was nodding and wandering at first, almost shook the items in his hand after hearing a familiar word, and hurriedly interrupted.
Li Jinshu was stunned for a moment, glanced at Zhao Rong, whose eyes were wide open and no longer calm as before, and repeated: "What can I do for you..."
"No, no, no, that's not the sentence."
"We are fellow villagers..."
"Hey, that's not what you said... Senior brother, did you mention Taiqing Mansion?"
"Oh, you are talking about this, because according to the arrangement of the academy, this time it is the teacher's turn to go to Taiqing Mansion to give lectures and teach those students. Although they are not too far apart, it is very inconvenient to run back and forth, so we will be here
I will stay in Taiqing Mansion for a month. If you have any emergency, come to Taiqing Mansion to see me."
Zhao Rong blinked and suddenly felt that the kind-faced senior brother was even cuter.
He said seriously: "Senior Brother, I am also going to accompany my husband to give lectures."
Li Jinshu asked strangely: "Didn't you say that when you first came here, you wanted to get familiar with the academy and not run around?"
Zhao Rong's face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he said in a sincere tone:
"I thought about it carefully. You can come to this academy at any time to get familiar with it. But in Mr. Yan's class, you only have to attend one lesson and miss one lesson. Junior brother, I am not very qualified and have little talent, so I must cherish this rare learning experience.
Li Jinshu was startled, "I won't stop you if I try to stop you, but, junior brother, are you serious? The situation in Taiqing Mansion is different from that in our academy. I'm afraid you won't be able to get used to it..."
Zhao Rong frowned and taught in turn: "Elder brother, what are you talking about? The wind of a teacher is as high as the mountains and the rivers are long. I can bathe in the warm knowledge of Mr. Yan all day long and swim in the ocean of knowledge, even if I am not in my body."
Tzuyu enjoys being exposed to mountains of swords and seas of fire, so how can you say that she is too lazy to stand still?"
Zhao Rong looked upright, "Elder brother, don't look down on Tzuyu!"
"..." Li Jinshu.
It was almost dusk, and the sun was setting.
Thousands of rays of light falling from the sea of clouds in the sky cover this ancient academy that stands on the river bank with thousands of years of vicissitudes and endless singing.
Just as peaceful as countless dusk in the past years.
at this time.
Outside a side entrance of Linlu Academy, the atmosphere was different from the tranquility of dusk.
The scholars who had been eagerly waiting for the opportunity with Zhao Rong during the day did not disperse as before. They tilted their heads or twisted their necks, but their bodies were all frozen in place, with no movement.
He stared straight at the woman in front of the wooden door who could not be described for a moment.
In front of the door.
A girl in blue clothes also stood behind the woman in scholar's clothes, looking at her husband.
But the woman in Confucian shirt raised her head slightly and stared at the couplet on the wooden door.
She stood in front of the door and looked at the "scenery", and people looking at the scenery were also looking at her.
Jingzi couldn't stand the silent atmosphere and said loudly: "Sir, this was also written by that deceitful man. He also wrote strange words randomly on the couplet you gave me. Sir, you don't need to pay attention to him.
Leave it to me..."
"Who said his handwriting was random?"
Zhu Weirui, who had his back turned to Jingzi, suddenly spoke.
Jingzi was stunned.
Zhu Weirui reached out on tiptoe, starting from the first word at the top, and carefully touched the ink lines outlined by a certain man on the paper.
The green onion fingers with pink nails slowly fell down, gently sliding along with the horizontal strokes between the lines of the human character.
At a certain moment, the woman in a scholar's shirt with black hair tied up with a slender hairpin slightly twisted her eyebrows, as if she was racking her brains to think about how the man not long ago came up with the idea of a certain eyebrow.
After Zhu Weirui was lost in thought for a while, she spoke again in a serious tone, "He writes better than me, much, much better."
She stared blankly, "He...how on earth did he write it..."
As soon as Zhu Weirui's words came out, many scholars who were in a daze under the steps looked surprised.
And Jingzi behind her stared with eyes bigger than a copper bell, exclaiming in horror:
"How, how is it possible! He is just a scumbag and speaks frivolously..."
Regarding Zhu Weirui, Jingzi knew many times more than those scholars, so the impact of Zhu Weirui's words on her was simply earth-shattering.
Ever since she was enlightened and followed her husband, she had never seen her husband say such words or praise a person in such a way.
there has never been!
When Zhu Weirui heard Jingzi's words, she bit her red lips heavily, her eyes unblinking as she studied the word "hidden" on the couplet that fascinated her.
That man's regular script has a square and dense structure, light horizontal strokes and heavy vertical strokes, powerful and round strokes, and a solemn and vigorous momentum.
Zhu Weirui looks majestic and masculine at first glance.
She suddenly looked back, and saw that face that was unforgettable to many scholars under the steps. At this moment, her expression was extremely serious, her red lips were opening and closing, and a clear voice sounded, making a loud sound.
"He must be a great man."
Words are like people, this is what she firmly believes.
Jingzi's body trembled, her breathing became rapid, and she wanted to argue again, but she was speechless, her little hands tightly pulling on her sleeves.
Zhu Weirui turned her head and continued to stare at the words, murmuring on her lips.