Zhan Feiyu looked at a group of bad boys who came, suddenly grinned, clenched his fists with his hands, kicked his right leg backwards, and spoke with a full breath: "Who is going first, or
stand up?"
Uh... a group of little Mengtongs who escaped from morning class were stunned, especially after Zhan Feiyu smiled, his expression was solemn and his eyes were full of murderous aura. The key was this skillful posture. Are they a disciple of the martial arts school?
"Shangsi County Zhanfeiyu, please give me some advice!" He reported his identity with a stern look. Zhan Feiyu kicked the ground with his right foot and flipped over the air, and kicked the pillars of the corridor with his right foot.
After landing steadily, Zhan Feiyu Su clasped his fists again and asked, "I'm so ugly, who wants to talk with me?"
"It's not me!" The youngest Meng Tong was only six years old and was less than two months old. She met Zhan Feiyu's fierce gaze and cried in fear.
The other little Mengtong also retreated with pale faces, and was as cowardly as a little quail, trembling as if Zhan Feiyu had kicked them away.
Several older Meng Tongs were quite calm, and one of them asked in a low voice: "Qi Heng, have we found the wrong person?"
"The name is not wrong!" Qi Heng, the leading little fat man, replied, and looked at the ferocious Zhan Feiyu with suspicion. Could it be that he had the same name and surname?
Ming Yongxi, who was leading the way, was also stunned. At the beginning, when junior brother Qi Heng brought the students from Class A, Ming Yongxi had not yet reacted. Zhan Feiyu's performance just now made Ming Yongxi completely stunned. Both his grandfather and his father praised him.
Zhan Feiyu has talent in studying, but why is she a martial artist?
Successfully scared a group of children. Zhan Feiyu had a bun-faced face, tilted his head slightly, and said with a puzzled look: "Didn't you come to fight me?"
A group of white-faced little Mengtongs shook their heads like rattles. They came to the academy to study!
"Is it a literary fight?" A crisp laughter sounded, and Zhan Feiyu shook his head in a rake, "Why didn't you say it earlier! More than a dozen people came in one go, and I thought they were going to fight."
"A gentleman doesn't act!" Qi Heng's little fat man blushed in anger. As the head of the case, he naturally knew that he was being fooled by Zhan Feiyu.
Zhan Feiyu's small body was straight and swept across the audience with an absolutely arrogant attitude, "Okay, then you can make a comeback. How do you want to compare?"
In the dark, when he learned that his little disciple not only skipped class, but also brought his classmates from Class A to commit crimes. Ming Ertiqing, as a master, rushed over with this face.
Mingshan has seen that it has been almost done for a long time, and Ming San, who is unwilling to accept the guests, came to welcome the guests. The father and son happened to see this scene before.
Mingshan Chang touched his white beard and laughed, "As the saying goes, change, new, unchange, corrupt; change, alive, unchangeable, and unchangeable. The little girl can write such wonderful strategies and papers, and she is really a clever and fickle talent.
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"It's just a cunning junior!" Ming San said with a tense face, obviously because Zhan Feiyu's previous ridicule had some grudges.
"Boyu." Mingshan Chang was too lazy to pay attention to his troubles, and looked at his second son with a smile and said, "Qi Heng is your disciple. Let's talk about which of them is stronger, which one is weak?"
Ming San spoke first, his tone was still a little irritating, "The little girl is full of ulterior motives. She sold Qi Heng, and she probably counted the money for her!"
Even though they were both the head of the county trial, one was young and ignorant and a little childish, while the other was able to turn his hands around and turn his hands into rain. When they thought of the rumors about Qin, Ming Er and Ming San looked a little heavier.
The two brothers looked at Zhan Feiyu and Qi Heng who were already planning to fight in the literary world. The former was calm and the latter was ready for battle. At first glance, it looked like an adult was playing with a child.
"I heard that you have no talent for poetry, and the poems are almost smooth. Let's compare the meaning of the Mo first, then the articles!" When Qi Heng said the poem, he looked at Zhan Feiyu with his fleshy chin in disdain. If he was really a child prodigy, he was really a child prodigy.
, no one can't write poetry!
He was quite righteous, Zhan Feiyu nodded, "I'll set the question first, listen."
After Zhan Feiyu finished speaking, Qi Heng still held his chin proudly and nodded at Zhan Feiyu with his nostrils. More than a dozen classmates beside him wished they could prick up their ears to listen to the topic.
"The author is seven, please refer to the name of seven." Zhan Feiyu asked the first question of the meaning of the meaning in the Mo Yi straightforwardly.
Qi Heng frowned and thought, and the little Mengtong, who was scared to death, sobbed twice with red eyes and pulled the arms of his classmates next to him, "Which book does this come from? Have we learned it?"
Whether it is an ordinary private school or Qingya Academy, the young Mengtong who had just entered the school was nothing more than "Three Character Classic", "Hundred Family Names", "Thousand Character Classic", and "Thousand Family Poems" and "Thousand Family Poems" were abbreviated as "Three Hundred Family Classic", and "Young Family Poems" and "Young Family Poems" were supplemented by "Young Family"
Learn from Qionglin" and "Sound and Rhythm Enlightenment".
If you read quickly, you will follow the Master to read the Four Books, but it is only limited to reading. As for the meaning, it will take at least one year before you start learning.
"I remember it seems to be from "The Analects of Confucius - Xianwen Chapter 14"" The classmates thought hard and thought, it was indeed from
"The Analects of Confucius", but I don't seem to have seen the names of these seven people before.
Not daring to disturb Qi Heng, who was thinking, a group of little children raised their heads and looked at Ming Yongxi standing beside him. Although they were all in Class A, as Ming Er's eldest son, Ming Yongxi already has the name of a child.
After all, this knowledge is naturally much more solid than that of these little children.
Ming Yongxi was also overwhelmed. He knew that this sentence was indeed from "The Analects of Confucius", but the names of the seven people were not found in the main text, but were seen in the commentary. Ming Yongxi just recalled it, but could only come up with four names.
"All seven people are Chang Ju, Jie Ni, father-in-law, Shimen, He Luo." Qi Heng paused after saying the names of the five people. After hesitating for a while, "I don't remember the remaining two names."
Ah... A group of little children lost their faces in disappointment. Senior Brother Qi actually lost, but when he thought that he didn't even know a name, he blushed in embarrassment.
"Yi Fengren, Chu Kuang took Yu." Zhan Feiyu said the remaining two names and looked at Qi Heng, who was steaming in battle, "It's your turn to set the question."
I guess when Qi Heng knew that Zhan Feiyu was going to visit Qingya Academy, he had already had the intention of a competition. At this moment, he was eager to make a comeback and asked, "When you see a polite king, you should do it like a filial son."
Adoptional parents, please correct the following words.”
"From the "Zuo Zhuan of the Spring and Autumn Period - The Eighteenth Year of Wengong", those who are rude to the king will be punished, like an eagle and a skeleton chasing birds." Zhan Feiyu's answer was blurted out.
Ah... A group of little Mengtongs collapsed again in disappointment. The little Mengtong with red eyes couldn't help but speak: "Senior Brother Qi, your question is too simple."
A few young classmates next to him pointed their heads like a chicken leaping through the rice. Two of them stared at Zhan Feiyu angrily, "The questions you asked are so difficult, Senior Brother Qi's questions are so simple, you won't beat them!"
"Yeah!" A group of little Mengtongs who didn't want to lose nodded neatly and looked at Qi Heng in anticipation, hoping that he would make the problem difficult this time.
As you go back and forth, a quarter of an hour passed. Zhan Feiyu and Qi Heng each wrote ten ink questions, with a record of ten to eight.
Qi Heng wanted to continue to draw the questions, but footsteps came from behind him.
A group of little children turned around and looked at it, their faces pale, and they trembled one by one: "Captain of the mountain, Master."
Qi Heng, who took the lead in skipping class, looked at Master Ming with a serious expression, especially when facing his stern and disappointed look, Qi Heng suddenly panicked and embarrassed his Master.
Unlike a group of children who were frightened, Zhan Feiyu came up to salute, "Mingshan Chief, Master Ming, the student took the liberty."
After all, Zhan Feiyu's teacher is Mr. Gu. Even if Mr. Gu is far away in the capital, every five days, her articles and poems will be sent to the capital for Mr. Gu to review, and the assigned homework will be sent here.
The articles, art, art, poetry, and essays from the Beijing Imperial College and other students from Class A of the academy were also included. The articles, art, literature, poetry, and essays were included. Zhan Feiyu just competed and was indeed suspected of bullying the small by bullying the big.
"As the saying goes, only studying without friends, you will be lonely and uninformed." Mingshan Chang smiled lovingly, and looked at the trembling group of little children with gentle eyes. "It's already a competition, it's time to go back to study."
For example, the young men who were granted an amnesty nodded in surprise. Fortunately, the mountain leader spoke, otherwise the Master would have to beat them up and copy articles.
Qi Heng spoke with a tense face, his fat face was full of reluctance, "There is no article yet!"
Zhan Feiyu saw that Master Ming's face turned black and turned into a bottom of the pot. I guess if it were Ming Yongxi, Master Ming would have to do it.
"Okay, since that's the case, then I'll set the question. The one who solves the question first wins!" Ming Er valued Qi Heng a little disciple so much before, and how disappointed he was at this moment!
Compared to winning or losing, the disciple's arrogance and complacency disappointed Ming Er. He couldn't help but reflect that perhaps it was because he had not had a good relationship with him. Zhan Feiyu had only been studying for two years, but because he was a teacher, he was more talented and in dealing with people.
Qi Heng is much stronger.
"In Xuanji Yuheng, Qi Qi Zheng, Guan Wu Gan Yu has Miao Ge in two stages and seventy-year-olds. Based on these two sentences, the title is "Miao Ge." Ming Master's face was pitch black and his voice was cold. As soon as the topic was said, a group of young children would go to the point of being aware of this topic.
Like listening to heavenly books.
Zhan Feiyu was also slightly dumbfounded. Master Ming was so angry that he actually made such a screening question! This is definitely a ruthless screening. Generally speaking, even if it is a screening question, the two sentences have similar meanings.
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But Master Ming’s question was obviously a deliberate way to make things difficult for others. He copied two unrelated sentences together and had to solve the problem and write articles at once. This is definitely a difficult task, even if it is a scholar or a juren.
I probably can't figure out how to solve the problem in a short period of time.
Qi Heng knew that Master Ming’s question was not for the competition, but for himself, but after racking his brains and thinking hard, he still didn’t know how to solve the question, and his mind was buzzing.
After a while, Qi Heng lowered his head, "Teacher, I was wrong."
"Fullness brings harm, humility brings benefits. The sea embraces all rivers, and tolerance makes it great! Since you know your mistake, go back and copy three chapters of "The Analects of Confucius". "Ming Master Ming saw Qi Heng admit his mistake, and his majestic eyes looked at the little one beside him.
Meng Tong's voice suddenly became stern, "You go back and copy the Analects of Confucius and hand it over in three days!"
The little boys who thought they had escaped were immediately like eggplants beaten by frost, and they all turned around and left with a dejected look. It would be better to let Master Ming beat them up.
But when I thought of Qi Heng copying three articles, I felt extremely comforted again. At least Senior Brother Qi/Junior Brother was even more miserable, three times! My hands were about to be swollen.
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Ming’s backyard.
"Second Madam, I just went to the front to see it. The second master scolded Master Qi Heng and the others..." The little maid learned the scene that just competed vividly, and directly amused Yin Yuanhui and Mrs. Ming.
"Mom, I said that the little girl is really cute. Unfortunately, she only likes to study. She almost became an old pedan like Ming Er." When she thought of Zhan Feiyu with red lips and white teeth, Yin Yuanhui wanted to snatch someone from the front yard.
return.
Mrs. Ming looked at her daughter-in-law who showed her love and couldn't help laughing, "In two years, you will be able to treat your body and have another little daughter."
It would be better to give birth to someone else's little girl so greedy.
Yin Yuanhui was about to nod, but his face suddenly collapsed and said weakly: "Mom, you don't know Ming Er's temperament. When I thought of the third brother telling me that men and women will not be able to get along with each other, I don't even want these three brats.
I won't want to give birth to my little daughter when she was taught by Ming Er."
Mrs. Ming was amused by these words and looked at her daughter-in-law who was reluctant to have a loveless daughter-in-law. Her second son's personality was also helpless. Since her enlightenment, she has been so old-fashioned and serious. She looked at her when she was a child.
Very cute, but after the age of 20 or 30, even Mrs. Ming dislikes her.
"Taohong, go to the front yard to guard it. If it is early, let Miss Zhan come to the back yard." Old Lady Ming ordered, it was not that she was pretending, but that it was not that they were inconvenient to go to the front yard as the back yard.
When meeting guests, Zhan Feiyu can only come to the backyard.
"Yes, old lady." The little maid took the order and retreated.
Front yard, study room.
After the tea was brought up, Ming Er did not come over, but went to watch Qi Heng and the group of young men reading and writing. At this moment, Ming Shan Chang was sitting upright in the main seat, and Ming San was still sitting with a tense face.
If you can, don’t open your mouth.
After some greetings, Mingshan Chang looked at Zhan Feiyu, and had to sigh at what "the young man is afraid of"? Not to mention Qi Heng's group of little children, I'm afraid that his two sons can only face Zhan Feiyu.
Retreat.
"Mingshan Chief, I heard that Qingya Academy always recruits talented students, but in the end they chose to go to the Qin family to study?" Zhan Feiyu spoke tentatively. This was not the first time the Qin family did this. It was probably done.
As there are too many people, not only will it not be criticized, but the Qin family's reputation for loving talents is rumored.
"Isn't Wan Yunhao a ready-made example!" Ming San was also disliked many things about the Qin family, but the Qin family was very powerful. Not only did the court have a backer, but most of the relatives and friends were officials in the court, even if some were just seventh-rank county magistrates.
But as many people are large, they become a powerful force.
In contrast, although Qingya Academy has also trained many students, one is not bound by blood, and the other is that the leader of Mingshan and others will not repay their kindness, so the Qin family dares to be so presumptuous.