"That's the bookless building?" On the second floor, Zhan Feiyu looked at the mansion not far away through the window. It was just a three-story house, but there was a five-story tower-shaped building in the southeast corner of the house.
It is the most famous library in Fengzhou.
Qi Heng nodded and said, "If you commit suicide, you will be better than not without books. So you named Wu Shulou. Some people say that the library has five floors. The first one I took was Wu Shulou, but I don't know how it became Wu Shulou.
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Ming San smiled with a teacup on his back, "Why did I hear that whenever someone wants to borrow books from Wei Daru, the servants of the Wei family only say that there is no book in the Wei family. They say that there is no book in the library, and naturally there is no book."
No matter what the name is, it means that it is impossible to borrow or copy books from Wei Daru.
"This gentleman is very handsome, is he from another place?" Suddenly, a scholar in green clothes came over, bowed to Ming San, and continued, "Is there a good man's surname in Zhou Bingquan, Xiafengzhou?"
Ming San sat lazily on the chair, half-squinted his eyes and looked at Zhou Bingquan, but he didn't even give him a gift. "What? You still need to report your own home when you come to the teahouse to have tea? Is this Fengzhou's rule?"
Uh... Zhou Bingquan was stunned, even the other scholars at the table were stunned.
Even if the other party is not a scholar, Mingsan's temperament is obvious. Looking at the two children around him, they are obviously rich children and Zhou Bingquan's goal. Who would have thought that Mingsan's attitude is so arrogant?
"You are rude!" An angry rebuke sounded, but Zhou Bingquan's friend stood up and looked at the lazy and unruly Ming San angrily, "Brother Zhou is the youngest juren in Fengzhou. How dare you be so rude
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This time, Ming San was not only surprised, but Zhan Feiyu and Qi Heng looked at each other with their eyes. Zhou Bingquan looked at him only twenty-five or six years old, and he was already a juren.
In contrast, Ming San is just a scholar, Zhan Feiyu and Qi Heng are still Tong Sheng.
"Brother Huang, how can a gentleman be a friend of a gentleman be considered? I saw that this kind brother was elegant and outstanding, so I became interested in making friends." Zhou Bingquan smiled loudly, but he didn't care about Ming San's arrogance and rudeness at all.
Huang Wen naturally would not refute Zhou Bingquan's words, but just looked at Ming San coldly, "A gentleman is not flattering to his superiors, and a subordinate is not rude. Brother Zhou's character is so noble that he should be a big deal. I will toast Brother Zhou with tea instead of wine.
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For a moment, all scholars who knew Zhou Bingquan would raise their teacups, chat and laugh with great scholars, and talk and have no white dicks, making the three Zhan Feiyu look particularly abrupt.
Zhou Juren really simply likes to make friends? Zhan Feiyu thought of Wan Yunhao, who was so young, could be called a polite and polite person, but he would not rashly "chat" people in the teahouse, which belittled the Juren's value.
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Ming San was also a romantic talent who called friends in Nanxuan Mansion. He was more popular than Zhou Bingquan, and he smiled at this time, "Little fat man, a gentleman is not flattering to his friends, and a subordinate is not tragic. This sentence
What's the solution?"
Qi Heng, who was asked, immediately sat upright, "This sentence comes from the "Book of Changes". Zi Ri: I know how magical it is. A gentleman does not flatter his fellowship, and does not traitor his fellowship, but he does not know what he knows?"
It was not surprising that a group of readers looked at Qi Heng. Although Qi Heng was young, he was dressed in luxury. Most wealthy children were enlightened at the age of four or five. Qi Heng might have been studying like this for three or four years.
Qi Heng continued to answer: "It means that a gentleman does not flatter when interacting with people with higher status than himself; when interacting with people with lower status than himself, he does not despise or neglect when interacting with people with lower status than himself. This is what a gentleman does when making friends, as if
The valley is like orchids, which makes people dare not desecrate them, and they will be happy to hear it."
Ming San nodded, turned his head and looked at Zhan Feiyu and asked, "I've been reading "Zhuangzi" these days."
Huh? At this moment, Zhou Bingquan and others finally showed surprise on their faces.
It is normal for Qi Heng to answer correctly. The Four Books and Five Classics are a must-read book for the imperial examination. However, Zhan Feiyu is an eight or nine-year-old girl. Even if she hired a master at home, the enlightened ones read "Three Character Classic", "Hundred Family Surnames", and "Book of Songs" or
"Four Women's Books".
As for the book "Zhuangzi", the scholars present have also read it, but there are not many who are proficient in it. After all, Zhou Bingquan and others are still in their thirties.
Zhan Feiyu spoke with a group of people looking at him and said with a crisp voice: "The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and the friendship between villains is as sweet as honey. A gentleman is as calm as close as honey. A gentleman is as gentleman is as sweet as dead as honey, and a villain is as sweet as dead as he can. If he is not sure of getting along, then he will be for no reason.
Leave."
This sentence comes from "Zhuangzi".
"Little fat man, remember, friends are not about many but about the essence, and relatives are far away from villains." Ming San glanced at Zhou Bingquan meaningfully. Even if a scholar is a scholar, he doesn't know whether he is a gentleman or a villain."
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Qi Heng nodded in agreement, "Uncle Master, I remember it."
"This guy is also a scholar?" Zhou Bingquan spoke loudly, his attitude was more enthusiastic, but he also realized that Ming San had a bad personality. He turned to Qi Heng and Zhan Feiyu and smiled and said, "I didn't expect that the two friends were also
I have a lot of reading poetry and books, so I will take the exam for two young friends. What are gentlemen?”
Zhou Bingquan is a Juren. He can be called a young friend by him. At least he is also a Juren. However, Zhan Feiyu and Qi Heng are young, so his statement is just polite, and no one will take it seriously.
As the leader of Qingya Academy, Qi Heng naturally cannot fall into the reputation of the Academy. It is just a remark about gentlemen. Whether it is the Four Books and Five Classics, or the various schools of thought, they all have their own descriptions. Qi Heng is thinking about how to answer.
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Zhan Feiyu, who was standing beside him, said: "The elixir can be ground but not snatch its color; the orchid can be burnt but not destroyed its sweetness; the jade can be broken but not changed its white; the gold can be distilled but not changed its hardness."
Cinnabar can be ground, but cannot take away its redness; orchids can be burned, but cannot destroy its fragrance; beautiful jade can be broken, but cannot change its whiteness; gold can be melted, but cannot change its firmness.
The so-called gentleman: Wealth and honor cannot be lustful, poverty and humbleness cannot be moved, and power and force cannot be betrayed. However, compared to this sentence in "Mencius", what Zhan Feiyu said comes from "Liu Zi". If he had not read a lot of books, he would not have known this.
One sentence.
"I wonder if this sentence is appropriate?" Zhan Feiyu asked with a smile.
Facing Zhan Feiyu's black and pure eyes, Zhou Bingquan smiled a little far-fetchedly, "The younger generation is so terrifying."
Ming San was shaking the teacup in his hand leisurely, but it was more appropriate to show off his skills.
Could it be that the young girl's elders treated her as a man? Just when a group of scholars were shocked by Zhan Feiyu's talent, she stood up.
Compared with Ming San's lazy and rudeness, Zhan Feiyu sorted out his clothes and bowed to Zhou Bingquan to the end. His snow-white bun face was serious and serious. "June Zhou just talked about the friendship between gentlemen. I have something unknown. Please don't hesitate to Zhou Juren.
Give advice.”
Xiaoyu wants to make trouble? Ming San instantly sat upright, and Qi Heng's eyes were shining.
I felt uneasy inexplicably, but in full view of everyone, how could Zhou Bingquan be a dignified juren be on stage? Instead, he smiled generously, "You ask."
If there is no previous performance, everyone thinks that Zhan Feiyu can only ask about poetry, songs and essays. Any talented woman is basically talented, or is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Very few of them read a lot of books, especially those related to the imperial examination.
Very few.
The serious Zhan Feiyu makes people ignore her age and gender. "A gentleman and gentleman regard the same as their friends, and villains and villains regard the same profit as their friends, which is a natural principle. However, the so-called villains have no friends,
Only a gentleman has it. What is the reason?”
As soon as this question came out, the teahouse fell into a strange silence. At this moment, they seemed to see the teacher holding a ruler asking a question, and they were just students trembling because they couldn't answer it.
"The theory of the clique?" Ming San laughed and looked at Zhan Feiyu with great admiration. The little girl was cruel enough that she could put this question as a policy.
After listening to it, Qi Heng immediately frowned and thought. Unfortunately, he was just a child after all, with limited knowledge and limited vision. He had too little vision and no idea how to answer.
Ming San tapped Qi Heng's forehead with his fingers, "Don't think about it anymore. I haven't seen Zhou Juren still considering it. You, a child, shouldn't make any indifferent struggles."
Even though there were ice basins in all four corners of the teahouse, Zhou Bingquan still felt sweating on his forehead. If this question was asked by Mingsan, even if he couldn't answer it, he could still say that there was no first in literature.
But looking at the little girl standing in front of her, she raised her head slightly and looked like she was asking for advice. Zhou Bingquan wished that time would be turned back, so why should he provoke these big and two young people and force herself to
It’s hard to get rid of a tiger.
As Zhou Bingquan's loyal follower, Huang Wen couldn't help but point to Ming San and scolded him angrily: "I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen you as shameless! You deliberately let this little girl bear the problem and make things difficult for Zhou again.
Brother, a yellow-haired girl actually said something about friends with shamelessness, and she was simply unreasonable!"
Looking at Huang Wen who was angry, a group of scholars suddenly realized, and then looked at Ming San with contempt. It was right. If it weren't for him teaching in advance, could a little girl ask this question?
Ming San, who was pointed at by thousands of people, laughed loudly, Guangxiu shook his finger and pushed Huang Wen away and pointed at his hand, "Since that's the case, why don't you ask a question? I can't test this yellow-haired girl.
Teach her the Four Books and Five Classics, various schools of thought, classics, history, poetry, songs and essays in advance.”
Huang Wen couldn't help but sneer, if he could teach, he wouldn't be a child prodigy!
"Since that's the case, we were all talking about gentlemen just now, little girl, why do you mean gentlemen are not weapons?" Huang Wen looked down at Zhan Feiyu with a condescending look, looking at whether she could tell me the truth.
Come.
Zhan Feiyu replied without thinking: "This sentence comes from the Analects of Confucius."
Zhan Feiyu was able to speak "Liu Zi" before, and it was not normal for her to read "The Analects of Confucius".
Huang Wen's face looked a little ugly, and Zhou Bingquan suppressed the anger in his eyes. Since he had to ask, he should ask a tricky question. Such a simple question is simply a humiliation.
As if he didn't notice the expressions of the people, Zhan Feiyu continued: "Entering the way of a gentleman, learning the way of a gentleman, the realm of a gentleman is also divided into high and low. For scholars, they are looking for the way of a gentleman, and those who are successful and successful are
Then you will enter the realm of no instruments.”
For this explanation, all the scholars present knew that Zhan Feiyu had real talents and knowledge, and did not just read a few books or memorize a few sentences.
Ming San's smile remained unchanged. It would be strange if Mr. Gu's little disciple was stumped by a few so-called scholars.
Huang Wen's face turned red and he wanted to ask again, but he said he was a scholar and didn't even have the title of a child. He had a confused mind and didn't know how to ask.
"What is a tool?" Zhou Bingquan asked in a dark face. Even if he was suspected of bullying the small one, he won, but his reputation was hindered. But if he lost, if he lost, how could Zhou Bingquan gain a foothold in Fengzhou in the future?
Juren actually lost to a little girl in talent studies.
"The Book of Changes says: Metaphysical things are called Tao, and physical things are called utensils." Zhan Feiyu's answer is still straightforward, "The Book of Rites: Great Way is not utensils."
Zheng Xuan’s note: “It means that the way of a saint is not as good as a tool to apply to one thing.”
He Yan Ji pointed out Bao Xian and said, "Each tool is used to it, and as for gentlemen, they will do everything."
Zhan Feiyu said three allusions in a row, and then he made the final summary, "The so-called gentleman is not a weapon, means that a gentleman should be knowledgeable and knowledgeable, have many aspects of talents, not only limited to a certain aspect. The literature can be safe, and the martial arts can be determined.
The country will not disgrace the king's order!"
After a while, the second floor was cleared.
Huang Wen covered his face in shame and ran away. Zhou Bingquan "worry" about his friends, and he didn't care about the gentleman's etiquette and chased him directly, and the others left one after another.
Qi Heng blinked blankly, "Uncle Master, are we too aggressive?"
"Showing your kindness to the point of nothing, either a traitor or a thief!" Ming San glanced at the window, and Zhou Bingquan was a little strange.
"But what if Zhou Juren is just a good friend? As the saying goes, friends come from afar, wouldn't it be fun?" After Qi Heng said that, his body shrank back, fearing that Ming San slapped him.
Ming San looked at Ming San with a critical look, "You are so stupid, I'm already worried that you will fail the August Academy Examination."
"I..." Qi Heng stumbling his neck, but he was afraid of being beaten, so he could only feel autistic.
"Zhou Juren came here after looking at Qi Heng and me. Logically speaking, the first thing he noticed was the third young master." Zhan Feiyu was not a real ignorant child after all, Zhou Bingquan's eyes were full of maliciousness, as if he was looking at him.
I and Qi Heng are just products that are waiting to be sold at a price.
She just "showed off" her knowledge, in fact, to verify that Zhou Bingquan, a juren, is definitely well-behaved. Even if the arguments of cliques are a little beyond the principles, a juren will not be unable to answer them. At most, it is a good or bad answer.
It’s like Zhan Feiyu is a child. Even if she doesn’t have poetry skills, she can still write a poem on the spot as long as she gets the title. As for the wonderful sentences or mediocre works, it’s a different story.
explain.
Ming San smiled clearly, "No matter what purpose he has, if he comes again, he will definitely be able to find out. It's just that soldiers come to block the water and soil."
As soon as the words were finished, a noise suddenly came from downstairs. Ming San and Zhan Feiyu looked out the window, but saw a group of detectives in official uniforms pushing the crowd away and coming to the teahouse with a fierce look.
"Is this coming too fast?" Zhou Bingquan didn't leave before his feet. Zhan Feiyu looked speechlessly at a group of constables who had already rushed to the second floor, with a saber around his waist, which was obviously a bad person.
"Ming Maoze, a scholar from Nanxuan Mansion, don't know what we are doing?" Ming San stood up and stood in front of Zhan Feiyu and Qi Heng. At this moment, he once again regretted that he had not had a Juren's exam and that the reputation of a scholar could not be suppressed.