Zhu Hao and the other three came to the school yard.
Zhu San didn't come for a long time, and the three children sat down and fiddled with the things at hand. At this moment, footsteps were heard outside, but it was Zhu San and Zhu Si who appeared at the door together.
"Hey, Zhu Hao, look who I brought here?" Zhu San said happily.
Zhu Si was also very excited and ran over to Zhu Hao with a smile on his face.
For Zhu Si at this age, he still doesn't know the value of friendship, but he still knows that Zhu Hao saved him from the fire. In addition, Zhu Hao saved people in the water pool before and saved his life twice in life and death.
There was an indelible impression in my heart, and I unconsciously felt that Zhu Hao was extremely close to him.
"Why are you here? Where is Mr. Sui?"
Zhu Hao looked out the window and found Lu Song standing in the courtyard with two guards. With Zhu Si's arrival, the school's alert level increased.
One can tell at a glance the difference in status between Zhu San and Zhu Si in Prince Xing's Mansion.
Zhu Sandao said: "Mr. Sui is busy and I'm afraid he won't be able to come. Now that he is no longer in the palace, Xiaosi has no teacher to teach him, so I asked Mr. Yuan to let him study with us, and Mr. Yuan agreed."
Will Yuan Zonggao agree to let Zhu Houcong venture out of the inner courtyard?
Zhu Hao thought about it in his mind.
Is this a conspiracy?
Or is it that Yuan Zonggao has changed his gender?
"Zhu Hao, I heard that you gave lessons to my third brother and the results were very good. I also want to listen to your lectures!"
Zhu Si had a simple mind and looked at Zhu Hao with admiring eyes.
Yesterday, when my father took the school exam, my sister firmly pushed her. When she turned around and asked, she realized that it was Zhu Hao's credit. Of course, he didn't want to be looked down upon, so he wanted to come and listen to Zhu Hao's lectures in person.
At the same time, Zhu Si also found this very interesting. After all, Zhu Hao was the same age as him. It was like a child playing house. Zhu Hao played the role of a teacher, while he himself was a student.
Zhu Hao's eyes fell on Lu Song outside the house.
At this time, Lu Song was standing behind the window, looking at him with vigilant eyes.
"Lu Dianzhan, do you want to come in and listen to the class together?"
Zhu Hao said to Lu Song pointedly.
Lu Song suddenly realized that his presence would interfere with the children's study. If Zhu Hao instigated the prince to sue him, he might not get anything good, so he led the people back to the courtyard gate and stood guard.
At the door, just in case something unexpected happens.
Zhu Hao asked Zhu San: "When you came here, what didn't Mr. Yuan explain?"
Zhu San asked in confusion: "What do you want to explain? Oh, by the way, Mr. Yuan seems to have said that we will not be allowed to eat the food you gave us, and if you want to take us out of this yard, we cannot follow you. Let Lu
Dianzhan helps watch."
really.
Yuan Zonggao was not defenseless.
This was because he was afraid that Zhu Hao would poison Zhu Houcong.
Zhu Hao thought to himself, since he was worried about me, why let Zhu Houcong come to meet me? However, the attitude of the palace finally softened, and the wariness of me was not as strong as it was at the beginning.
"Okay, let's continue talking about the Analects of Confucius today," Zhu Hao said.
Zhu San blinked and interjected, "Shouldn't we talk about Mencius?"
Jinghong felt strange. He was curious about Zhu Si's identity. After all, it was the first time he met Zhu Houcong today, and he was also surprised why Zhu Hao wanted to talk about something he had already said before.
Zhu Hao said: "Zhu Si was not here a few days ago. What I told him today is for you to review the past and learn something new. If I tell something new every day, can you remember it all?"
Zhu San stuck out her tongue. Today she brought her younger brother to see Zhu Hao's teaching level. Since Zhu Hao wants to talk, he will talk about things that he has already learned. If you think about it carefully, you can't ask for more. If you meet me, I can do it.
Why not put on a show in front of your younger brother?
The lecture begins.
What Zhu Hao said this time was more in-depth than what Xiang Jinghong and Zhu San said before. Not only did he annotate the meaning from the Analects of Confucius, but he also extended it to other sentences in the four books to form connections with each other.
"Confucius focused on teaching and establishing Confucian ethics, while Mencius focused on promoting benevolence, righteousness, and goodness, and on governing the country and the country. So you understand the Analects of Confucius and Mencius. These two principles are very important. Let's talk about Yao Yue next."
Zhu Hao stood on the podium, really like a gentleman.
Jing Hong, who had always been arrogant and arrogant, looked at Zhu Hao intently and listened carefully. Zhu San drooped his head, showing little enthusiasm for learning like Lu Bing, covering his mouth and yawning from time to time.
Zhu Si was surprised by Zhu Hao's profound knowledge and listened attentively. His little head nodded from time to time, as if he was enlightened.
"'Respect the power, review the laws, and revise and abolish officials', here means to establish an effective system, whether it is weights and measures, laws and regulations, or the system of appointment and removal of officials, all in order to have laws to follow.
Otherwise, people will be 'at a loss'; only under the system can society have order and achieve 'the governance of the four directions'."
After Zhu Hao finished speaking, Zhu Si couldn't bear it anymore. He looked at Zhu San and whispered: "Third brother, no wonder you can answer questions fluently in front of my father. I understood what Zhu Hao said in one go."
Zhu San was about to show off, when suddenly a figure flashed out of the door. He immediately looked over in surprise, but it was Yuan Zonggao, the chief minister of the palace. He immediately remained silent and did not dare to make any comments.
Just as Zhu Hao was about to go over and salute, Yuan Zonggao smiled and waved his hand: "Zhu Hao, you spoke very well. Keep speaking. I'll just listen."
It turned out that Yuan Zonggao had arrived early, hiding behind the door and eavesdropping.
Or how can I say he is cunning?
It is false that Zhu Si came over to attend class today with nothing to do, but it is true that he came to act as a bait. Yuan Zonggao, a fisherman, stayed behind and eavesdropped on Zhu Hao's lecture to verify whether what Zhu San said was true.
He wanted to know, could the disciples cultivated by Tang Yin really be able to teach at the age of seven?
Zhu Hao didn't know that Yuan Zonggao was there before, so he had no worries about anything he said. He could evaluate Confucian classics at will, and even let several students start daydreams and discussions, and study in depth from a dialectical perspective.
But with Yuan Zonggao here, it was inconvenient to say some things.
To say it poorly is to question the sage’s words.
"If you don't understand destiny, you can't be a gentleman; if you don't understand etiquette, you can't express yourself; if you don't know how to distinguish other people's words, you can't understand the three requirements that others put forward to a gentleman, namely, 'knowing destiny' and 'knowing propriety'.
', 'Zhi Yan', indicating that we have high expectations for shaping a gentleman with an ideal personality, and hope that qualified gentlemen will be able to regulate the family, govern the country and bring peace to the world."
Zhu Hao finished speaking the remaining content of the last chapter of the Analects of Confucius, Yao Yue, which was relatively satisfactory, but Yuan Zonggao seemed to be in a good mood with a smile on his face.
"Okay, you continue to study. I have other things to do, so I won't accompany you."
Yuan Zonggao did not comment, turned and left.
As soon as Yuan Zonggao left, Zhu San and Zhu Si felt relieved.
Zhu Hao stopped lecturing and motioned for everyone to move freely. It was now break time.
"Mr. Yuan came to listen to Mr. Zhu's lectures. It's really interesting."
Zhu San said with a smile.
When Jinghong entered the palace for selection, he accepted Yuan Zonggao's assessment. He knew from his father that Yuan Zonggao was very knowledgeable and had a high status in the palace, so he quickly asked: "Why is Yuan Changshi here today?"
Zhu San said: "Of course I'm worried about Xiaosi's studies. He's afraid that I brought him here just for fun. I came here specifically to have a look. Don't make a fuss about it. Zhu Hao, what you just said is different from before. Did you see my fourth brother here?"
, deliberately speaking in depth, did you still have reservations about us before?"
Even Jinghong also looked at Zhu Hao with doubtful eyes.
Zhu Hao said seriously: "Learning has always been from the shallower to the deeper. I haven't learned to walk yet, but I want to learn to run or even fly. That is to abandon the basics and the weak. After that, the imperial examination will involve the Confucian classics. You have to study and ponder over and over again.
Of course you have to go deeper every time."
"Hehe." Zhu San just smiled.
Jinghong was extremely shocked after hearing this.
Good guy, are you showing off?
The level you showed before has made me admire you. Now it’s better to listen to the meaning of your words more deeply. In the future, you will have more profound content to teach us. You are not flying into the sky, you are simply becoming a god.
"Okay, sir, let's go out and play." Zhu San suggested.
Zhu Si originally wanted to study in depth, but his eyes lit up when he heard Zhu San's suggestion and he nodded repeatedly: "Okay!"
Of course a seven-year-old child wants to play without supervision.
This time even Jinghong didn't object.
For Jinghong, studying is meaningless. If you want to play, I'll go too. Anyway, no matter how hard you study, you can't learn as well as Zhu Hao. So whoever you love, destroy him as soon as possible.
Zhu San came here this time and specially brought Cuju.
Several people came to the yard to play football together.
Zhu Hao re-established the rules, which are probably the rules of later generations of football, with the number of goals scored as the criterion for victory or defeat.
Once there are wins and losses in Cuju, children will become more competitive and play more freely and happily.
"Zhu Hao and I are in a group, and Xiaosi, you and Xiao Jingzi are in a group." Zhu San immediately decided on the grouping method.
Lu Bing asked innocently: "What about me?"
"you?"
Zhu San glanced at him and said, "You are small, I will knock you down in one go, just watch from the side."
Lu Bing looked aggrieved.
You guys play and let me watch?
Lu Bing couldn't help but glance at his father at the entrance of the courtyard, but Lu Song's mission was to prevent Zhu Si from getting into trouble, so how could he care about his son's grievances?
Zhu Hao said: "Let Lu Bing be the substitute. Whoever gets tired can take a rest after a while, and Lu Bing can come up to play and be the referee."
When Lu Bing heard that he could participate, he eagerly asked with expectation: "What is a referee?"
"Just look at both sides of the game and see if there are any fouls. You can't use your hands in Cuju, let alone kick people. If anyone violates it, it's a foul. Let the other side kick Cuju." What Zhu Hao said are simple rules.
A child sounds like the truth of life.
So Cuju can be played like this?
Zhu Hao picked up the Cuju, squeezed it, and sighed: "It's a pity that it's not a rubber ball. I'll make one later. It will bounce and roll more easily."
Zhu Si's eyes flashed: "What is a rubber ball?"
Obviously he is the person who likes Cuju the most.
"It's just a round ball made of leather, but it needs a bile core inside. I'll find a way to make one with inflated sheep bladders," Zhu Hao explained.
Zhu Si continued to ask: "What is sheep bladder?"
Zhu Hao said: "It's just sheep urine."
Zhu Santhii smiled, pinched his nose deliberately and said, "It's the place where the urine is in the sheep's belly. How dirty it is."
But Zhu Si didn't care: "As long as we can make a ball, it doesn't matter whether it's dirty or not."
For fun, he doesn't care about anything.
"Okay, let's get started."
The Cuju competition begins.
The rules are simple, and there is back and forth between the two sides' offense and defense. Although there are two boys on the opposite side, here is a man and a woman, Zhu Hao relied on his flexible positioning and overall view to score several goals, which made Jinghong and Zhu Si tired.
To cope with.
"Okay, okay, okay!"
At this time, Lu Bing forgot that his job was to be a referee and cheered from the side like a cheerleader.
Jinghong felt very depressed.
Even if he can't compare to Zhu Hao in mental work, now he can't compare to physical work either?
I am one year older than Zhu Hao!
No, I must win.
With this mentality, the more he played, the more impatient he became. Instead, the goal was left open for Zhu Hao to score again.
"Ouch! We're in again! Six to one, can you do it?" Zhu San was not only for victory, but also proud of his excellent vision in selecting teammates.
At this moment, Zhu Hao suddenly stopped because he saw Yuan Zonggao leaving and returning.
Zhu San and Zhu Si also stopped immediately for fear of being punished.
Yuan Zonggao smiled and said: "You continue to play, Zhu Hao, come out for a moment."