Shang Zhuo said such words, which immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of his classmates.
Someone hit him hard with his arm, "Shang Zhuo, what are you talking about? Do you say that, Master? We're not to the outside world."
"Yeah, why did you stand on someone else's side?"
Several classmates began to scold him.
I don't quite understand why he wants to cater to outsiders and slander his teacher in public.
Lin Shu, who was already impetuous, immediately stared at Shang Zhuo, who was usually taciturn when he heard this. He clenched his fists and gnawed his teeth. Just go ahead and beat him hard.
In contrast to the fierce accusations of others, Jing Rong looked at him with admiration, thinking, this person is a smart person.
Shang Zhuo didn't care about other people's rebukes, but boldly met Jing Rong's line of sight and said, "Even though there are many strange things about the master, the good thing is that the material for learning pleasure lies in etiquette, and the recklessness of being a man lies in being sharp, and the master teaches Although our teaching is closed to Confucianism, our meticulousness is strictness, and the strictness in place is respect for the Tao. Although we do not follow our heart, our style of study is open-minded and not old-fashioned, and we respect the ancient literature. It is useless and unknown, and the so-called drawbacks are not as good as it is? Our master has a very high knowledge and eyesight, and seems to be arrogant and arrogant, but in fact, he is the true teacher in the holy way."
Everyone was dumbfounded!
Shang Zhuo's homework is not top-notch among the many students in the academy, but what he just said is full of philosophy.
This also attracted Ji Yunshu's attention!
Naturally, she looked at him a few more times. The man was gentle and kind. He lost the arrogant temperament of a noble son and had the scholarly elegance of a scholar. As soon as this group of people came in, she noticed the hands of the other four people. Of the wet books, only the one in his hand was hidden in his clothes, and it didn't touch the rain!
Obviously, he is a real Confucian.
Shang Zhuo's remarks made Jing Rong nod in admiration, "Yes, Master Yu is indeed the true teacher in the holy way, even if he has a quirky temperament, he is a rare saint. For decades, there have been two of the top three in Dalin High School. They are students from Master Yu. Master Yisichao and Master Liu of the Ministry of Officials, Master Jiang Chengjiang of the Ministry of Rites, Master Lin Silin of Hanlin Academy, and Master Bing of Luwen Academy have all studied under Master Yu. , Even today's sages should honor him as a teacher, although he is notorious, but when it comes to literature and morality, there is no one before and no one since."
The other people are really dumbfounded!
This person is really strange. Just now, he was belittling Yu Master, but now he is proud of him.
I don't understand his tricks.
Lin Shuxun glanced at him, "You man, you change your mind really fast."
Jing smiled.
Shang Zhuo also smiled and said, "Actually, it's not that this young master is fast, but what he said just now. He only said half of what he said." He bowed his hand to Jingrong and said, "Shang Zhuo is not talented, so the son is not good enough. The other half of what I said was said first, and I asked the son not to laugh."
Very polite.
Also very smart!
Jing Rong admired this man very much, stepped forward and stood in front of him: "Your name is Shang Zhuo?"
"Yes."
"Compared to your classmates, you seem to be much more calm."
"The son has won the prize."
Jing Rong thought about it, and then said, "If I remember correctly, the Spring Festival originally scheduled for March has been postponed to July because of the death of the crown prince of the dynasty. If you count the days, next month you will go to Beijing to go to the Court of Rites of the Ministry of Rites. After participating in the exam, why don't you stay in the academy and wait for the exam in Beijing?"
"Just because we were going to Beijing in a few days, the Master asked us to go down the mountain to buy some books to take with us. How could we know that it was raining on the way back."
"Oh." He took a long tone, nodded, and said, "After the July meeting, there will be a palace test. You are the students of Master Yu of Mingshan Academy. I believe that you will definitely win the tribute and compete for The top three."
Shang Zhuo was modest, "I borrow your son's auspicious words."
At this moment, Moruo, who was sitting at the corner of the pavilion, slowly opened the jug he was carrying and took several sips.
The smell of wine mixed with the smell of rain fills the pavilion, but instead exudes a somewhat sweet aroma.
Only Lin Shu frowned, wrinkled his nose, covered his nose with his hands, and glared at Mo Ruo in disgust.
Mo Ruo narrowed his eyes and said, "I think the rain won't stop for a while and a half. Since Mingshan Academy is in front, it's better to walk a little further, go to Mingshan Academy to rest for a night, and then leave tomorrow morning."
Lin Shu snorted coldly, "Our academy never accepts idlers."
"Whether you accept it or not, it depends on who it is. None of you, Master, will refuse to accept it, but we, he dare not refuse to accept it."
"What a big breath."
Mo Ruo smiled and didn't respond anymore, just took another sip of wine into his mouth.
Jing Rong also agreed with what Mo Ruo said just now. The terrain in the north is complicated, and the road is slippery due to heavy rain. If you travel overnight, there will inevitably be accidents or troubles. If you stay at Mingsha Academy for one night, it is not a bad idea.
Simply, he instructed Lang Bo, "After the rain has eased, I will go to Mingshan Academy."
"Do you need your subordinates to notify Master Yu in advance?"
"No, give him a surprise."
"Yes!"
surprise? It's not bad that you don't frighten Master Yu. After all, everyone is already an old man in his sixtieth year, so don't be frightened.
After the rain stopped a little, Jing Rong wanted to invite those students to go with them in the carriage, but they were stubborn, holding the wet book, and quickly ran towards the academy.
Mingshan Academy is not too far from here, and the carriage will be there after just a stick of incense!
Lin Shu and the others who rushed back to the academy first, after changing into clean Confucian shirts, immediately ran to find Master Yu.
At this moment, Master Yu was taking a nap in the study, sitting on the back of the pear flower chair, hunched over his waist, lowered his head and squinted his eyes. Wearing a ring.
In the house, there is still the chirping of birds!
Accompanied by the thin drizzle, it is indeed a good time to take a nap.
"teacher."
Lin Shu walked in gently and called out!
There was no movement.
"Teacher." He called again.
Then Master Yu shook his head, raised his head, and stroked his long gray beard, leaving only one slit of eyes to stare at the person in front of him.
"Back?" The voice was deep and hoarse.
"Yes."
"Have the books been picked up?"
"Cai is back, but it's raining heavily outside, and many books are soaked."
"Oh." Master Yu was good at procrastinating, turned his head, and looked at Lin Shu again with the attitude of a lazy and idle old man, "Then where are you doing? Not yet. Go and dry the book."
Lin Shu swallowed for a moment and didn't leave.
Master Yu put the ruler in his hand on the table and asked, "Is there anything else?"
"Teacher, a group of people came to our academy and said they wanted to stay here for one night."
Borrow for one night
Master Yu's wrinkled face sank for a moment, and he waved his sleeves, "Drive away and drive away."
Lin Shu snickered to himself, "Yes, the students will drive them away now."
After answering, he bent down and bowed again, and went out.