The Chinese people respect their teachers and respect their teachings, which is a long-standing tradition. In the Zhou Dynasty, the ritual of paying tribute to one's teachers was already practiced, and today there is a complete set of etiquette for worshiping a teacher.
Zhu Pingan's apprenticeship ceremony was held in the private school. Zhu's father, Chen and the aunt who sent Brother Jun to school watched the whole process, watching Zhu Pingan kneel down, worship, serve tea and respond under the guidance of Master Sun.
"Studying requires diligence. Don't forget to be diligent when you enter the family. The lights are on at three and the chickens are on at five. It's the time for men to study. If you dare to slack off, I will not let you go lightly."
After the apprenticeship ceremony, the old scholar Sun lectured.
"I will obey my master's orders." Zhu Ping'an bent down and said respectfully.
The old scholar Sun twists his beard and nods with satisfaction, then takes a set of used Four Treasures of the Study from the desk and gives them to Zhu Ping'an, "This set of Four Treasures of the Study was used by me in my early years. I give it to you today. Don't let me down."
Zhu Ping'an was a little embarrassed to accept the Four Treasures of the Study as he was already taking good care of her.
"Given by the elder." Sun Lao Xiucai said with a long face.
The elders gave it to me, but I dare not refuse it.
Zhu Pingan had no choice but to accept it and bent down to thank Mr. Sun again. Mr. Sun waved his hand nonchalantly and encouraged Zhu Pingan to make good use of the four treasures of the study, be diligent and studious, and don't let yourself down.
After the apprenticeship ceremony was completed, Father Zhu and Mrs. Chen came over to express their gratitude to Master Sun. Mrs. Chen's eyes were red with gratitude. Father Zhu didn't express his gratitude well and then pushed forward the basket of things he had brought.
After seeing what Zhu's father brought, Sun Laoxiucai asked Zhu Ping'an, "I asked you to tell your family yesterday that you would not accept the practice, but you forgot to tell me?"
Zhu Pingan shook his head repeatedly.
Mrs. Chen then said, "Master was kind enough to accept the pigs for free education. Our family is very grateful. This is a small gesture from us. It's not worth a few bucks. His father picked the pigs in the mountains."
Sun Lao Xiucai refused, but Chen and Zhu's father insisted. Sun Lao Xiucai couldn't refuse, so he had to accept it. Of course, Zhu's father and Chen would send him to Sun Lao Xiucai's home, otherwise Sun Lao Xiucai might not be able to go there.
This basket is quite heavy to carry at home.
The eldest aunt didn’t confirm until now that it was really Mr. Sun who received Zhu Pingan for free, and she was extremely jealous. Of course, after returning home, the eldest aunt also told the fourth aunt the bad news, and the crow-mouthed fourth aunt was also stunned.
After a long while, she said something like "Pooh's bad luck", which gave the eldest aunt some mental balance.
After the apprenticeship ceremony, Father Zhu, Mrs. Chen and the eldest aunt also came down the mountain. They couldn't hinder the old scholar Sun from teaching, right?
Only after successfully enrolling in a private school did Zhu Ping'an really take his first step in this era. Although this was only a small step, it was a crucial step. How could he make a splash in this dynasty where the imperial examination was the dominant force without entering a school?
, with the Master’s teachings, even if I act smarter and different from ordinary people, no one will say anything, because I am a scholar. There is a beauty in the book, and there is a house of gold in the book. A scholar will know this without going out.
Everything in the world, everything out of the ordinary, people will attribute to reading.
"My name is Li Xiaobao, what's your name?"
Zhu Ping'an's deskmate was a very cute little chubby boy, much fatter than himself. This little chubby boy was very kind and took the initiative to greet him. Maybe he considered himself a chubby boy, and he was very affectionate towards him.
"My name is Zhu Pingan." Zhu Pingan answered while placing his things on the table.
The little fat man took the initiative to help grind the ink, and the little fat man's claws made a crunching sound.
"Brother She, you've come to accompany me too. Let me tell you, Master is very cruel." Zhu Pingjun happened to be in front of Zhu Pingan. He turned his head to complain to Zhu Pingan. As soon as he turned his head, two sticks of mucus came out of his nostrils, and then
The master forcefully sucked it in again.
In class, the Master taught the Three-Character Classic, and then the Thousand-Character Classic. Most of the children in the class were basically in a daze, saying they had learned too much and could not remember it. But this problem, for Zhu Pingan, was not clear.
It's not a problem at all. He knows most of the traditional Chinese characters. It's just a matter of writing habits and calligraphy practice.
After the Master finished the lecture, he led the children to recite the words with their heads shaking, as the Romans do in the country. Zhu Pingan also followed the children and recited the words with their heads and heads. The only feeling was that they were so dizzy. I really don’t know how these children did it.
Master Sun was quite concerned about Zhu Ping'an, a less advanced scholar. After reading for a while, he called on Zhu Ping'an to read. Although it was reciting, not reciting, because Zhu Ping'an did not have a textbook, and the Master's classroom management was strict, Zhu Pingjun and the little fat Li Xiaobao
They did not dare to give their textbooks to Zhu Pingan, so most children thought that Zhu Pingan would be beaten.
However, to their disappointment, after Zhu Pingan stood up, he could pronounce clearly and recite the Three-Character Sutra and the Thousand-Character Classic from the beginning to the point of this lesson.
It was only after the roll call was taken that the old scholar Sun realized that Zhu Pingan had no textbooks. When he was about to ask Zhu Pingan's deskmate to lend Zhu Pingan his textbook, Zhu Pingan had already stood up and recited it. This surprised the old scholar Sun and vaguely felt that
This child will definitely be extraordinary in the future, and he will pay more attention to Zhu Ping'an's education.
The private school is a small society. After class, the master went to the thatched cottage behind the private school to rest. The school immediately turned into a pot of porridge. The children were divided into several small groups according to their closeness and distance, chasing each other and fighting.
People have three urgent needs. Zhu Pingan felt a slight pain in his lower abdomen after class, so he went to the toilet of the private school. It was said that the toilet was actually a small fenced-off place in a remote corner, with only one pit. Resources were tight, and if there were more people, it would be better.
You had to queue up, and there was already someone queuing up when Zhu Pingan passed by.
When it was Zhu Pingan's turn, Zhu Pingan was just about to go in when a well-dressed boy of about eight years old came up from behind, looking like he had money.
"You let me go first, I'm in a hurry."
The little boy was very arrogant and arrogant, and directly stretched out his hand to pull Zhu Ping'an's clothes.
Zhu Pingan turned his head and replied calmly, "You are not my shit, how do you know it is not in a hurry?"
"You, wait!" The little boy seemed to have never encountered a similar situation. His face turned red, he left a word and walked away angrily.
Zhu Ping'an didn't take the words of this naughty little brat seriously at all. He opened the wooden door of the toilet, walked in, and settled the major events in his life comfortably.
Well, I went to the river to wash my hands and see if the scheming little loli Li Shu was here. I promised her to tell her a story yesterday. The break between classes was a bit long, almost an hour, because it started at 9 a.m.
There are only two classes from around 0:00 a.m. to around 4:00 p.m., so the time between classes is longer. Students can eat something and play and rest. In this way, the second class will not be lackluster.