Meng Xinghe had already come to Jiangdu Province from Miaoyufang to study while he was sneaking away. He thought that the provincial examination would be held after the spring of next year. There was no time to be careless about this homework.
Stepping in from the maroon door, the atmosphere with a strong sense of learning put a lot of pressure on Meng Xinghe. In comparison, he was doing nothing all day and those students who were studying hard were completely different. With his kind It is sheer irony that a lazy study attitude can pass the examination.
Hey, he was so decadent. Meng Xinghe blamed himself deeply. He felt ashamed and walked into the Provincial School. He didn't dare to look up at the confident students.
Feeling extremely depressed, he walked not far when a friendly greeting came from the distance. Zhao Haoran walked over quickly, with Lu Yan following him.
"Third brother, why are you here?" Zhao Haoran asked curiously. This third brother has not appeared in the provincial school since registering that day. It is really a rare visitor to come here today.
"I'm here to study." Meng Xinghe curled his lips. The expression on his face was similar to that of a child who has returned from a lost path.
Zhao Haoran wanted to laugh but couldn't. He saw Meng Xinghe coming empty-handed. He didn't even have a book. He even called him to study. "Third brother, where's your book?"
"Yes. Where is my book? Didn't you still hold it in your hand just now? It must have been squeezed out by someone on the street. It's really a bad year." Master Meng lied without even trying to get rid of the manuscript. He said it was reasonable and well-founded. The two people around him were left speechless.
While the three of them were chatting and laughing with each other, a group of richly dressed young men came next to them. Behind this group of young men were followed by dozens of poor scholars. Their flattering words made the entire provincial school uneasy.
"Meng Hualiu is such a rare visitor. It's rare to see you show up in provincial school. Did you come to class today?" Shang Jun walked up to him like a millionaire. Seeing Meng Xinghe, he didn't say a word. He turned around again and kindly introduced to some students from the Provincial School behind him: "Dear students, the person standing in front of you is the famous Mr. Taoyuan Hualiu. Everyone applauded to welcome him to the Provincial School... He is a rare visitor. He only comes once a month. He must be determined to win the title of Yuan (first place) in the provincial examination next year, so he is so leisurely."
Afraid that everyone would not know that Master Meng was a long-term truant, Shang Junxie explained deliberately. The last sentence put a label of arrogance on Meng Xinghe's disregard for academic discipline.
The students behind him were laughing. But when they heard that Meng Xinghe would definitely win the title of Provincial Examination Leader, a trace of hatred flashed on their faces. Then they laughed with disdain. Su Mubai, who was standing among them, was even more excited. He sneered and said: "Haha. You're laughing so hard at me. You are such an arrogant person. Don't even miss the top ten when the time comes. That will make you laugh."
After Su Mubai fanned the flames, Meng Xinghe became the target of public criticism as soon as he arrived. The overwhelming laughter immediately attracted the people around him who were immersed in studying and rushed to see what big thing happened here.
I always thought that as long as I kept a low profile, no one would notice me. Unexpectedly, I was like a firefly in the night. I attracted so much attention wherever I went. Meng Xinghe still had a bright smile on his face. Then he looked at Zhao Haoran beside him. Bai asked: "Brother, has spring arrived recently?"
"No." Zhao Haoran didn't understand what Meng Xinghe wanted to ask, so he answered truthfully.
"No." Meng Xinghe pretended to be confused: "No. How come even the beasts started to call for sex in groups? Listen, they are screaming in joy. This kind of passion is not ordinary." Meng Xinghe sighed twice. He didn't care about the scorching eyes of the people behind him, and just walked forward.
When it comes to talking skills, no one can compare with his third brother. Zhao Haoran joked a few times and followed Meng Xinghe towards the provincial school with Lu Yan, leaving a group of angry people standing behind him. Where are you blowing your beard and staring.
Arriving at the Provincial School, Meng Xinghe walked in slowly. He had never been to class before, but his sudden intrusion made the students inside who were studying the Four Books and Five Classics look up at him curiously.
This school is really big and luxurious. Meng Xinghe searched for a long time and couldn't find any suitable seats for him to sit down for class. Finally, after looking around, the last seat at the end was left alone. It was empty. It was covered with a layer of dust. It seemed that no one wanted to be in the last row. Meng Xinghe strode over. After cleaning it, he decided to sit down.
His butt just landed on the bench.
Phew. A burst of laughter burst out from the mouths of those students. Meng Xinghe knew that he had made a fool of himself again. He didn't pay attention. He randomly grabbed a book from Zhao Haoran's seat to act as a show. He leaned straight on the desk and closed his mouth. Eyes nourishing.
After a while, all the students in the school arrived one after another. The students walked into the school in public and saw an unseen face sitting in the last row. They all grinned and whispered to each other about who he was.
Classes in ancient schools started later than in modern times. After everyone in the school had arrived, they waited for a long time before they saw the Master walking slowly with books in his arms.
At this time, Meng Xinghe had already entered a dozing state. He looked vaguely at a black figure shaking in front of him. Before he had time to react, the black figure had already arrived in front of Meng Xinghe.
"Brother Meng, you are really leisurely. You even dare to sleep in the old class. You are the well-deserved first person." Looking at the person lying on the table in front of him, with a book under his body, he was narrowing his eyes leisurely. Meng Xinghe's eyes were sleeping. Mr. Meng didn't know what to say. This kid has been in Jiangdu for a long time. Only today did he remember how rare it is to go to the provincial school to study.
No. It was Dean Meng who was in class. Meng Xinghe suddenly lost all sleep. He woke up with a start. He held the book in his hand seriously and said: "Mr. Meng, you misunderstood me. The students are studying. Closing your eyes will only make me think." Even further." Master Meng explained seriously. In front of this dean, Meng Xinghe was also afraid of being kicked out by him.
"Haha. Really." Dean Meng looked at Meng Xinghe with a faint smile. Meng Xinghe didn't know what he meant. He looked back at his hands and almost burst into tears.
I am really the number one fucking idiot in the world. I even took down the books and still read them. Master Meng quickly turned the books upside down and straightened them up. He lied without blushing or out of breath: "Hey, sir, here you are. Look at me. I was so excited that I even knocked down the book. It is really a crime worthy of death."
This boy is indeed cunning and cunning. He has the demeanor of Lao Du. Mr. Meng did not play tricks on Meng Xinghe. He strolled back to the podium. He stood on it and said majestically: "Everyone here is an outstanding talent selected by this year's provincial examination. I hope. Cherish your future and don't waste your good time." After saying this, Dean Meng glanced at Meng Xinghe specifically, as if what he just said was directed at him alone.
Dean Meng had already spoken. The students below nodded in unison and said respectfully: "Remember the Dean's teachings. The students will keep it in their hearts."
It was the opening conversation between the master and the students. Dean Meng did not waste time. He did not open the textbook in his hand. Instead, he wrote two words on the wall behind him...jun, minister.
After putting down the pen, Dean Meng turned around and faced the hundreds of students in the school. He said: "You are all people who have read poetry and books. Today, I invite you to talk about your understanding of the king and his ministers."
Everyone here is a scholar. If you pass high school after the provincial examination, it will be a matter of time for you to become an official in the court. Since ancient times, the way of monarchs and ministers has been a profound knowledge. Dean Meng asked each student questions. You can also watch them indirectly. It shows every student how to become an official in the future. This is really a clever trick.
The students could not understand what Dean Meng meant by asking this question. There have been many opinions on the subject of monarchs and ministers since ancient times. These students have not become officials, so they can only talk based on their knowledge in books. But no one is willing to speak easily. After all, it is about monarchs and ministers. There are many taboos between them. If you accidentally say the wrong thing, you will be beheaded.
The discussion kept getting louder and louder. Dean Meng mentioned the words "junior and minister" to himself, just to see if there were any students in the Provincial School who could express their own opinions. Who would have thought that these students who usually seem to talk eloquently and are full of knowledge are now one by one. It was like someone was strangling their throats. No one dared to stand up and speak first. A hint of regret appeared on Dean Meng's originally calm face.
Seeing the stage set up by Dean Meng, no one was willing to perform on it. Sitting in the front row, he saw that he was a student with relatively good grades in the provincial school~~~Shang Junxie. Under the envious eyes of everyone, he slowly stood up. .Respectfully said: "Mr. Chen, students think that the king is the guide for the ministers, and the ministers are loyal to the king. They assist the monarch above and are good to the common people. They serve the dogs and horses willingly. They do not seek glory. They work hard and die."
Shang Junxie bowed down and said these thirty-two words with dignity and dignity in front of hundreds of students in the school. Everyone secretly admired him after hearing this. Shang Junxie was really talented. He understood the true meaning of Confucius and Mencius and understood the relationship between king and minister. Dao. His eloquence was no less impressive than those of the imperial officials who had been given python robes and jade belts.
Listening to Shang Junxie's words was inspiring. Dean Meng nodded and said: "Student Shang has unique insights. It is only natural for a minister to die for the emperor." At this point, the stage has been opened by Shang Junxie. Mr. Meng is eager to hear it. More students spoke louder and said, "Is there any other student who can share with you the way of a king and his ministers?"
Dean Meng had just finished speaking. Su Mubai, who was sitting behind Shang Junxie, also wanted to show off. He stood up and said: "Mr. Gentleman, students think that the way of kings and ministers is related to the country. In prosperous times, admonishing the king will lead to troubled times." Be loyal to the king, fulfill your duties, benefit all the people, be not arrogant when you are in a high position, not be disrespectful when you are in a low position, be consistent, and do not steal from yourself.”
Su Mubai was not inferior to Shang Junxie. He came up with a thirty-two-character mantra that would serve as a king and minister and an official. He spoke it vividly and vividly. He was almost a living model of a peerless good official.
There is nothing to say. The two people have different opinions. After hearing what he said, Dean Meng also nodded and said: "It's rare for you to have such thoughts. If all the officials in the world can do this, the Tang Dynasty will be prosperous for eternity. "
Two students have already expressed their opinions. Those few words are extremely insightful. Mr. Meng visited the school for a week. He hopes that more students will stand up and talk freely.
After looking back and forth for a few times, I didn't see any student take the initiative to stand up and answer after the two of them.
His eyes swept to the last row of the school. He actually saw Meng Xinghe dozing there. Mr. Meng was angry and laughing. This man is really a freak. He could fall asleep in such a lively class. Dean Meng paused for a moment. He said loudly: "Meng Xinghe, please get up and explain to everyone your way of being a king and a minister."