Xue Poye originally disliked this old man, but now he praised him greatly. He did not expect this old master to have such backbone, which was unexpected.
In my impression, warriors are not afraid of death, but literati are weak and only fear their lives like gold. Looking at the talents of Hangzhou, they are all greedy for life and afraid of death. It is rare to see such literati who are not afraid of death.
Perhaps this is the so-called "mighty and unyielding", the most precious backbone of a literati!
Seeing this scene, the carriage driver was so frightened that he hid beside the carriage and did not dare to come over.
Wu Lachi's face was ashen. For Beihu people, what they hate most is that Chu people call them "wild beasts". This is a naked slander and despises them from the root.
Seeing Wu Lachi's murderous intent, Xue Poye hurriedly said: "Brother Wu, the old man made a slip of the tongue, don't misunderstand!"
The old man closed his eyes and said coldly: "I have thought through every word and sentence, and I have not slipped my words!"
Xue Poye cursed secretly in his heart: "The old guy is really crazy, isn't he seeking his own death? Although Wu Lachi is congenial to me, he is from Beihu after all, with a savage personality. If he really gets upset, I'm afraid I will be too I can't dissuade you!" He said helplessly, "Brother Wu, this old man's mind is a bit confused, his brain will break down after illness, and he often talks nonsense, don't mind!"
Wu Lachi let out a "Oh", thinking that such an old man is not afraid of himself, ordinary people are afraid that they will faint from fright, it seems that they may really be sick in their brains, their arms are slightly loose, put down the old man, and said in disgust : "Wu Rachi is a good man, don't know the patients!"
The old man didn't argue, and there was a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth, full of disdain.
Xue Poye wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, this old man is really quite character, but he is a bit rigid, if he is killed by Wu Lachi by mistake, he really has no way to explain to Lao Tan.
Wu Lachi took Xue Poye's hand and said: "Good friend, let's ignore it, let's go!"
Xue Poye glanced at the old man, saw him standing quietly like Mount Tai, although he was a bit hunched, but he remained motionless, and said with a wry smile, "Brother Wu, I'm afraid I won't be able to go today."
Wu Lachi asked curiously, "Why?"
Xue Poye smiled wryly and did not answer, but shouted loudly: "Is Hu San here?"
After a while, Xiao Pinshi flew over and said: "Brother, Hu San is taking care of his mother, he hasn't come here yet, I'm afraid he will come here some time!"
Xue Poye pointed to Wu Lachi, and said: "You accompany Brother Wu to the inn, and Brother Wu will give you three horses. You can discuss it with Hu San and ask him to sell it for you. Two thousand six hundred taels, and then buy five hundred bolts of high-quality silk and give it to Brother Wu!"
Xiao Pinshi was a little confused, didn't understand why, Xue Poye said it again, then nodded and said: "Don't worry, brother, I will definitely handle it well!"
Wu Lachi was a little disappointed and said: "A good friend won't choose a good horse?"
Xue Poye shook his head and said with a smile: "If it doesn't work today, let's do it another day. It will take a few days to sell horses and buy silk. I'm afraid Big Brother Wu will have to live in Hangzhou for a few more days!"
Wu Lachi was silent for a moment, then grinned and said, "Good friend, I'll help you choose a good horse!" Without waiting for Xue Poye to answer, he took off the leather bag, strode forward, raised his head and took a big gulp.
Seeing Wu Rachi and Xiao Pinshi riding away on horseback, Xue Poye shook his head, and then went to look at the old man, only to see those somewhat confused eyes staring at him, with strange expressions in the eyes, Xue Poye was hairy all over. .
"Old gentleman, please come in!" After all, it was the wife arranged by Lao Tan, so Xue Poye could only bite the bullet and invite him in.
The old man coughed twice, the coachman hurriedly took out a stack of books from the car, put them beside the old man, and then returned to the car, holding something in both hands, Xue Poye looked carefully, and saw that the thing seemed to be A picture scroll, the coachman held it horizontally in his hand, extremely respectful.
The coachman held the scroll to the old man respectfully, the old man took it, his face was extremely respectful, he turned to Xue Poye, stretched out the scroll, and said solemnly: "Worship the Patriarch!"
Xue Poye broke out in a cold sweat, what exactly does this old master want to do
Seeing that Xue Poye was not moving, the old man raised his voice: "Worship the Patriarch!"
Xue Poye took the scroll suspiciously, and was about to open it, when Lao Song happened to come over at this time. Seeing this scene, he hurriedly stepped forward and held down Xue Poye's hand, winked, and signaled Xue Poye to go aside and talk.
Walking to the side, the old gentleman still stood calmly in front of the restaurant door.
"Shopkeeper, is this the gentleman you invited?" Lao Song asked directly.
Xue Poye had no choice but to nod his head and said vaguely: "Well... um...!"
Lao Song asked again: "Sir, are you here to teach the shopkeeper how to read?"
Xue Poye could only nod his head.
Lao Song frowned, looked at the picture scroll in Xue Poye's hand, and finally said: "Shopkeeper, respecting the teacher when entering the hall, there is a teacher's apprenticeship ceremony." Pointing to the picture scroll in his hand, he said: "If I guess correctly, this is The portrait of Confucius, if the shopkeeper needs it, please enter the store, set up a booth, set up a table, burn incense and worship, if the portrait of Confucius is not invited in, sir will not go in!"
Xue Poye frowned, thinking that in ancient times, if there was indeed such a ceremony of apprenticeship as a teacher, this matter has come to him today, and he was silent for a moment, seeing the old gentleman standing still, his frail body shaking from time to time, he waved his hands and said: "Old Song , hurry up and set up a stall to set up a table, no way, we have to do the apprentice ceremony!"
Lao Song nodded quickly, and suddenly asked: "Is the shopkeeper preparing for the examination of scholar?"
Xue Poye chuckled, waved his hands and said, "Go, go!"
Lao Song hurried back and summoned everyone to set up a booth to set up a case.
There is a large room on the third floor, which is used as a place to study books. The picture scroll of Confucius will be hung in the room, and the incense table will be placed under the portrait.
After everything was done, under Lao Song's explanation, Xue Poye invited the old gentleman in, and the superior saluted.
"The old man was entrusted by Mr. Tan to come to teach. He doesn't seek fame or profit. He just hopes that you will be clean, read the sage books, seek fame, and then be loyal to the country!" When everyone went out and sat down, the old man sat upright. Looking at Xue Poye standing in front of him on the big chair, he said seriously.
Xue Poye was entrusted by Lao Tan to study poetry and books, and when he saw the old master speak, he had no choice but to say yes.
Since he was in Dachu, it is not a bad thing to know some etiquette and poetry of this era. Seeing that this old man has a noble personality and awe-inspiring righteousness, he is also a very learned elder.
Seeing that Xue Poye was very respectful, the old master who had been gloomy all the time showed a slight sympathy, but his voice was still serious: "Since I have worshiped my master, I will naturally teach you everything. The four books and five classics are naturally the most important thing. The mountains, rivers and continents, the stories of characters, astronomy and geography, the old man will naturally know how much to teach."
Xue Poye thought to himself: "So this old gentleman knows a lot!"
"From now on, every day from Chen hour to noon, I will teach you poems and books, and the wind and rain will continue!" The old gentleman's voice was unnegotiable and extremely firm.
Xue Poye groaned secretly. In his previous life, because he had a teacher father, he was forced to spend all day in the sea of books. He never thought that he would have to endure such suffering in this era.
Old Tan's methods are bad, if he doesn't obey his orders, he has plenty of ways to deal with himself.
"Master, you see that my restaurant is full of people coming and going every day. I'm afraid I don't have so much time. Anyway, I still have to take care of the restaurant. Can you reduce the time?" Xue Poye tried to show respect , showing a harmless smile, humble and authentic.
The old master didn't change his expression, he just said indifferently: "If I can't receive the teaching on time, then it means that I can't teach well, and the old master will apologize in front of the saint!"
Xue Poye was speechless, grandma, is the old guy threatening
The old master picked up a book on the case, opened the first page, and said slowly: "Today we will talk about Yu Shu first, Yao Dian chapter... By the way, my surname is Han, my name is Mo Zhuang, and my name is Dao Wu." After a pause, he said again: "The old man used to work in the Hanlin Academy, but now he has retired and returned to his hometown. He lives in Hangzhou. He has been entrusted by Mr. Tan to teach!"
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