The night in the mountains is deep and quiet, with only a solitary lamp in the hut shining far and near.
Now is the time of autumn when the dew is heavy. Although there are few mosquitoes, it gets cold suddenly after night falls. Guo Lin and Zhang Yue ate half a pancake, and then Guo Lin lit a lamp and read.
Zhang Yue had only read five or six pages, and his eyelids were shaking. He really couldn't stand it anymore.
Guo Lin saw this and said sincerely: "Junior brother, learning is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. We have copied the books for a day, and our homework will definitely fall behind. If we don't take advantage of this time to read, what should we do?"
Zhang Yue nodded and said: "Senior brother is right...I don't have to..."
Zhang Yue yawned twice while talking, which made Guo Lin speechless and helpless.
Zhang Yue forced himself to read a few pages of the book.
Seeing that Zhang Yue was unable to persist, Guo Lin said sincerely: "I know that my junior brother is very talented. He has never forgotten his studies, but relying on his talents will sooner or later be exhausted..."
Zhang Yue nodded and said: "Senior brother is saying that the so-called talent made in heaven is one hundred and ninety-nine talents combined with one hundred and ninety-nine hard work..."
"The talent of a hundred and the hard work of a hundred and ninety-nine..." Guo Lin thought as he thought about this sentence. Junior brother is really a genius, and every word he says has such profound meaning.
Guo Lin thought, yes, even if my junior brother is smarter than me, can I really be worse than him if I work hard?
Guo Lin said happily: "It would be great if junior brother can understand this principle, so..."
Unexpectedly, Zhang Yue said again: "But the talent of one hundred and ninety-nine is better than the hard work of one hundred and ninety-nine... It is not that material, no matter how diligent you are, it is useless... Senior brother, I am tired. Anyway, I have read more than a dozen pages of the book.
Carry it while sleeping!"
After saying this, Zhang Yue put down his book, went to the couch, put on his clothes, and fell asleep.
Guo Lin was speechless for a long time as he read Zhang Yue's last words: "I have never heard of this method of reading while sleeping."
"Junior brother..." Guo Lin saw that Zhang Yue had fallen asleep in the blink of an eye, and couldn't help but admire Zhang Yue's ability to fall asleep as soon as he lay down, "... at least wash up before going to bed... It seems that junior brother is really tired.
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In fact, Guo Lin was not tired at all. He set out early in the morning to study in the Zhang family, copied books for a day, and did not go home until this hour. He was extremely exhausted both physically and mentally. But Guo Lin understood that if he missed his daily homework, he would
It is easy to feel tired and lazy.
"Learning is like rowing upstream!"
Guo Lin encouraged himself. When he was extremely tired, Guo Lin stood up and took cold water from the earthen basin and splashed his face...
Suddenly this familiar smell came again...
Why didn't Junior Brother even let go of the basin in the corner...
The next day.
The two senior brothers got up.
Zhang Yue saw Guo Lin's tired look and asked, "Senior brother, are you okay? Otherwise, you and I will take leave today."
Guo Lin waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter. I can still hold on. Today we need to ask the chief of the restaurant how much money we paid yesterday? We must ask clearly about the rules, so as not to count the losses later."
"What senior brother said is absolutely true. How many pages did senior brother copy yesterday?"
Guo Lindao: "Page fifty-seven."
Zhang Yue said in surprise: "That's one hundred and ninety-nine and a half cents. Two hundred cents a day is enough!"
The average local labor force in Pucheng earns 75 to 100 qian a day, which is only two or three qian a month.
Guo Lin thought to himself, Junior Brother is really good at arithmetic.
Guo Lin smiled bitterly and said: "Although two hundred dollars a day is a lot, it is a waste of schoolwork. It is really not worth the gain. If it were not for my father's illness, I would not do this. I only hope that my father's illness will be cured soon and I can continue my studies."
"Although junior brother only has one coin, let's ask today. A meal is not worth dozens of coins!"
Zhang Yue said: "Senior brother, don't ask. The chief is clearly trying to make things difficult for me. Whatever he says is what he says."
Guo Lin said: "Then we have to argue with reason and give it a try no matter what. Let's leave quickly. I asked my mother to prepare ring cakes for us today. Let's eat while walking. This will save us a meal."
The so-called ring cake in the north is a fried dumpling, but in the Tang Dynasty it was a piece of cake with a hole in the center, which was stretched up with a rope and hung on the luggage. In this way, the name of the Tang Dynasty was still retained in the south of the Song Dynasty, and it existed as a road food.
"Okay! I'll get some water from a bamboo tube! I'll make my mouth feel dry after eating it!"
Guo Lin said casually: "Bring more water, you've been a little angry lately!"
Zhang Yue took the bamboo tube to fetch water from the vat and said to himself: "Brother, how do you know that I am very angry? Could it be that senior brother is Gou Jian?"
The two got up early in the morning and took an hour to reach the south peak.
As soon as they arrived at the academy, they asked Zhang Heng about yesterday's payment. Zhang Heng said impatiently: "Why don't you ask me about this? You go ask the academic records."
In the Song Dynasty, the Imperial College had a chief of staff and a scholar.
The position of the chief of the study hall is similar to that of a university counselor, and the position of the academic director is similar to that of a teaching assistant. However, the position of the chief of the study hall and the position of the academic director of Taixue are both held by seniors.
Where did this set of methods come from? There is no way to verify it.
It is said that during the Qingli New Deal, Fan Zhongyan reformed the Taixue system and adopted the method of Hu Yuan. Hu Yuan was a famous Confucian in the world, but he was not an official, but he was also known as "the master of the world in white clothes".
Hu Yuan once taught in Suzhou and Huzhou Prefectural Schools, advocating that scholars should be "intelligible and practical", so his students were divided into "Jingyi Zhai" and "Zhishi Zhai". This pioneered the division of teaching into departments and subjects, advocating teaching students in accordance with their aptitude.
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Jingyi Zhai specializes in studying the classics and cultivating scholar-type talents.
In Zhishizhai, in addition to Confucian classics, they also study martial arts, literature and art, water conservancy, political affairs, etc., specializing in cultivating talents for officials and politics.
Fan Zhongyan reformed Taixue, not only citing Hu Yuan's Suhu teachings, but also allowing his two sons, Fan Chunyou and Fan Chunren, to become Hu Yuan's disciples.
After Fan Zhongyan, Ouyang Xiu liked to select talents under Hu Yuan's sect. At that time, Hu Yuan's disciples were ranked fourth or fifth in the tribute examination of the Ministry of Rites. When Wang Anshi carried out his political reform, he also liked to use Hu Yuan's disciples as the backbone of his reform.
How famous was Hu Yuan at that time?
Someone described his words and deeds as "Hu Yuan's disciples can be known without asking".
As for using students to manage Taixue, achieve the purpose of practicing, and cultivate talents for future affairs, this is also Hu Yuan's teaching purpose.
This move made Zhang Yue think of the student unions of later generations. When he was mentioned in college, everyone scolded the student union, but after scolding him, if he holds a position of power in the future, will he do better than the people he scolded at the beginning?
As for the academic record mentioned by Zhang Heng, it was another student who was interviewed by Zhang Yue and Guo Lin that day.
Xuelu looked at the two and laughed: "I saw today what you copied yesterday. There are almost no typos or omissions. It's very good!"
"Thank you very much for your praise."
Xuelu said to Guo Lin: "You copied fifty-seven pages. Since you agreed with your husband for three and a half cents per page, it will be one hundred and ninety-nine and a half cents."
After talking about the academic record, he opened an account book and wrote the words one hundred and ninety-nine and a half qian in Guo Lin's name, and then said: "After three days, you can settle it on a daily basis, and the first three days will be regarded as deposits. Is there anything you can do?"
objection?"
"Everything follows Xuelu's instructions."
Xuelu looked at Zhang Yue again and said, "I heard from the chief of the restaurant, can you convert two coins into one coin to pay for lunch?"
Zhang Yue said: "That's true."
Xuelu said: "How much money can we make in one day like this? But we lost money. But we have to follow the rules. I think you copied more than one page yesterday. If you and I compare two pages, it will be counted as seventy-two money."
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Zhang Yue and Guo Lin looked at each other and couldn't help but be surprised.
"Thank you Xuelu." Guo Lin replied on behalf of Zhang Yue.
Zhang Yue also clasped his fists in thanks.
Xuelu smiled and said: "The lunch was also decided by the chief of the restaurant. I'm going to give you some slack here, but you don't want to thank me. I also saw that you made very few typos and omissions, so I did it for me."
Save yourself the trouble. In addition, Xuetian’s accounts are even complicated, and I also need a helper here. I may need you for a few days, and this will not be included in the salary."
Zhang Yue thought that this was convenient for others as well as for himself: "In the future, just ask Xuexuelu to give me instructions."
Xuelu nodded.
Guo Lin asked: "Have you not asked the teacher to record Gao's name?"
"If you don't dare to take it seriously, Zhang Cai will."
It is a pity that Zhang Yue did not remember the famous figures in history after tasting the product.
Xue Lu Zhang Cai looked at Zhang Yue again: "Yes, I checked the family status yesterday. Are you Zhang Xu's brother from the county school?"
Guo Lin looked at Zhang Yue in surprise, and Zhang Yue admitted: "That's true. He is my second brother. I work as a third brother at home. Is it possible that Xuelu is familiar with my brother?"
Zhang Cai laughed and said: "It's really Zhang Sanlang. I'm being disrespectful. I don't know Brother Ling very well, but we are acquaintances a few times. When Chen Lingjun was in Ren, he brought students from the county school to Nanfeng to climb up with his own disciples.
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"That day was the Nine-Nine Yellow Flower Festival. The disciples of our clan school and the county school all wore dogwood trees in their heads, drank osmanthus wine together, recited poems and songs, threw pots and shot arrows. It was really a pleasure."
"At that time, both teachers were there, and the disciples on both sides had a feeling of superiority and inferiority, so they took advantage of the wine to show off their talents in the name of exchanging knowledge. At that time, your brother was in the limelight, impressing everyone with his literary talent, and even throwing pots.
I think back to Erlang's former demeanor. He was heroic but a little frivolous, but he was indeed a man of great talent. I was convinced that he lost!"
After hearing this, Zhang Yue couldn't help but imagine what happened to his second brother back then. During the Double Ninth Festival, when everyone was drinking freely, in front of Chen Xiang and Mr. Zhou Jintang, a fifteen or sixteen year old boy took advantage of his drunkenness to dominate all the young talents in the county.
It’s a very satisfying thing to think about.
But Zhang Yue then thought about it. His second brother was so popular in other people's territory that he was jealous of others.
Sure enough, Zhang Cai continued: "If you weren't somewhat similar to your brother, I wouldn't pay attention to your family status."
"But Ziping has always been concerned about this. He has always thought highly of himself, but except for your brother, he has never lost to anyone in his life. You'd better not tell him that you are Zhang Xu's younger brother."
Zhang Yue was stunned for a long time, he was really shot while he was lying down. His second brother was gone, but he still had to continue to trick his younger brother.
It’s also strange that Chen Xiang took the county school disciples to discuss knowledge. Isn’t this a waste of time? If his second brother had not been from the Shu clan, he should have studied at the Zhang clan school, but instead went to the county school. Now a Shu clan
The disciples of this family have chosen all of you and let the disciples of this family put their face wherever they go. This is really embarrassing.
Ma Dan, it seems that the relationship is settled. My second brother really causes trouble wherever he goes.
Ps: Two poems by Chen Xiang "Nine Days Visiting Nanfeng Academy with Pucheng County School Students"
On the ninth day of the Yellow Flower Festival, green ants float in new bottles. The pots are thrown and Lu drums are played, and the singers sound like Shang Xi. All the scholars are rich in clothes and hats, and the ancient Confucianists are practicing rituals and music. The scenery of Xiyan Mountain is beautiful, and it is the Yangqiu Festival for you.
"Huangyou returned to Nanfeng Temple in Pucheng County in the spring of the fourth year for a nostalgic trip"
Return to Nanfeng Temple, thinking about the nine-day tour. Where will the yellow flowers go, and who will stay of the white snow? I have traveled three thousand miles, and spent forty autumns. When I return, I will see the disciples, and they are in love with each other in the forest.