Cui Xie listened to a full stomach of poetry from the Li family, and finally only wrote down the sentence "Poetry is precious, meaning is far but not near, and light is not heavy."
Taking the poems of Du Fu, Li Bai and Wang Wei as examples, Mr. Li talked about how to "keep it light and far away", and also talked about the essence of future poets. Father and son, Wang Anshi got it for a while, Yang Weizhen got it for a while, Cui Xie sat next to them with a smile and listened to what they said about "behind the door and go out the same way", but he couldn't hear the similarities in those poems.
Li Dongyang and his son commented on Song Ming's poets in a coherent way. When he looked back, his eyes wandered. At first glance, he was a disciple who was not enlightened. Zhang Zhaichang felt helpless when he looked at his two sons' answers.
This child really has no aura when it comes to poetry.
Teacher Li sighed a few times with hatred, pointed at Cui Xie and said, "If you were not going to take the exam next year, I would immediately restrict you to read poems in different styles, and only read one in one month. You can only use ancient poems, and I will instruct you to revise them after finishing them..."
No, this really forces Mr. Li from a quality education to an exam-oriented educator!
Cui Xie felt sorry for the teacher, lowered his head and said, "Since the disciples have been studying, they have always focused on the imperial examinations, and they have indeed read fewer poems. After this exam is over, no matter if you succeed or not, You must use your heart and poetry, and not fall into the name of your teacher Wenzong."
Teacher Li sneered: "When you enter the Han Academy, you will have to study for three years. No matter who is assigned to teach you these sages, I will ask him to help you read poetry, and I will not believe that you have not been taught. Come one day!"
The teacher thinks too far. If he can get into the second grade, the ancestral grave is smoked, and he is also selected as a concubine... Cui Xie stood up and gave a big gift without saying a word. This kind of cramming to learn poetry.
Teacher Li waved his hand and said tiredly, "Generally, students who have learned rhyme books by heart and learn to write poems for classmates feel that writing poems and poems is easier than writing essays, and they would rather write poems than essays. You can write a good essay, and you must read it for the imperial examinations, and it will be difficult for you to write a poem, and I don’t know how your Mongolian school reads.”
When he came across, Xiao Cui Xie had already finished Mongolian school, so he just memorized a few books by himself. The foundation of ancient prose was almost all laid down in the Four Books and Five Classics, of course it was different from others.
After being hurt by Teacher Li, he couldn't help but want to hurt others again. After returning home, he called his two younger brothers over to analyze the problem of the last paper with them.
The questions on the paper are not balanced, and the knowledge points in each paper are not achieved. The difficulty of the questions is also imaginative. Some fill-in questions and even the question stems are wrong. This problem is naturally caused by Cui Heng, and his brother called Mr. Lu since childhood. Having taught it in the palm of my hand for several years, I dare not make such a mistake.
Cui Heng sighed, rolled his eyes and said, "I have been reading the Book of Rites since you and eldest brother you came home. Mr. Lu also taught the Four Books, and I remember everything I learned so clearly!"
I don't remember, do you still make sense? Cui Xie glanced at him and taught a lesson: "Mengxue is the foundation of reading. You don't even know the rhythm of words and antithesis, so how can you write poetry? If it's good, then study again, do you dare to make excuses in front of Mr. Lu!"
If you dare to look for it, you will be beaten!
Cui Heng still knew how to advance and retreat. He hummed twice, lowered his head honestly and said, "What big brother taught me is that I will learn again."
Cui Xie nodded slightly: "This attitude is still a little bit."
I taught this dishonest brother a lesson, and I also called the honest ones up to teach them the rules for the questions: "The questions you asked last time were too rough and unpredictable, and you thought about where to go. Although you took a lot of exams, you couldn't take the exam. The real standard of the students. If you want to test, you must test the key points—
"For example, in three hundred thousand, you should test the middle part more and less before and after, because people remember the front and back when they endorse a book, and the more in the middle, the easier it is to forget; such as history books, they will test people and current events related to the scriptures; such as rhyme books, let them learn from Pick out a few words that belong to the same rhyme or a certain rhyme, and test more broad rhyme and less narrow rhyme. After all, when you students write poems, most of the teachers refer to broad rhyme, and narrow rhyme is used less..."
He is not only talking about the question-setting method, but it is also more efficient to read according to this method when reading. The two younger brothers didn't know whether they heard it or not. Anyway, he answered every word he said, and his eyes were shaking, fearing that he had already started to think about how to give a question to his nephew.
Cui Xie was still satisfied with their attitude towards the questions, nodded with a smile, and instructed: "Your nephew will come again at the end of the month. When you become uncles, each of you will not be able to get a set of exam papers to show your concern? Go and see Meng Meng. Book, re-print the paper, and attach a piece of paper to write out the answers and the places to be investigated. Your nephew and nephew will give them a copy every time they come. I will ask someone to make him a robe of a hero of the Three Kingdoms during the Chinese New Year. You can choose whoever you want; next year when the six talents come to Beijing, they will ask them to write poems for him.”
Huh
Not only torture them, but also reward them
Make them clothes for heroes of the Three Kingdoms? Don't they wear it like a dress-up card? !
At that time, they will be wearing the clothes of Kong Ming, Liu Huangshu, Guan Gong, and Lu Bu, and they will also be able to carry poems written by the six talents. If this is going to go out... Even Cui Heng saw a smile on his face, and gave his brother a sideways glance, sincerely Said sincerely: "Brother, don't worry, the younger brothers will definitely give questions to the nephew."
Between the two little brothers, a war of exam questions without the smoke of gunpowder was secretly ignited.
Cui Xie didn't care whether they were arguing or not, and drove his two younger brothers back to read the book, and asked someone to order a half-wall-high wooden board, marked with 30 grids, write the date on the grid, and make a homework sheet.
The Ebbinghaus memory method is based on the forgetting curve. It is not as regular as once a day or once a week. It is easy to memorize only the words, not to mention that two disciples have to review five or six books at the same time. Note that it may be wrong. Simply make a calendar, make a plan at the beginning of the month, and ask the two to take it back and recite and sign on a daily basis.
He really did his best to these two apprentices, and he had never spent so much time on himself.
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After arranging all the things to do, he went to Xie Ying's house leisurely after leaving school the next day.
The Xie family was changed from Qianhu Mansion to Zhenfu Mansion, but nothing was added to the house, and the gate was still the same as the Cui family. His official position is always similar to that of Master Cui, that is, he is much younger. The fourth-rank congressman in his twenties and the fourth-rank congressman in his forties have a very different future.
What's more, he is the most powerful organ of Jinyiwei, the governor of Beizhen Fusi, and Jane's character in the emperor's heart? I do not know which day it will be promoted to commander, acquaintance, and even commander.
There must have been more people asking to see him then.
Cui Xie looked at the line of people crowded outside the door, and there was a door with a vigilant look and a wave of hands, and deeply felt how popular Xie Ying was after being promoted. But he had a business to do, so he wouldn't retreat easily. He slammed in between the teams, took out a famous thorn and handed it to the doorman, and said aggressively, "I'm Cui Jiansheng, a acquaintance from thousands of households in your family. I have something to do today. Please, please let me know, little brother."
This door is a newcomer, and I don't recognize him, but when he heard the name "Cui Jiansheng", his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said with a smile: "So it's Cui Gongzi, our adults have been waiting for you for a long time!" He hurriedly pulled him into the door, Then he said to the people queuing outside the door: "My lord has guests today, everyone go back first, go back first!"
The side door was closed, shutting out the complaints of those who came to see the envoy.
Cui Xie took out a piece of silver to reward him, and asked in a low voice, "What are these people doing to beg Sir Xie? Could it be that he did some case, and which famous person was locked up?"
If that's the case, Teacher Li can't help but tell him if he doesn't
Menzi shook his head and smiled and said, "Our lords are now officially serving as ministers of the Beizhen Fu Division. Naturally, some of them want to entrust relationships and give gifts, but our lords are unwilling to accept them, so they have to make a few more trips."
He thought about the gift list presented by those people, and said a little regretfully and a little proudly: "My lord is really clear as a mirror, just like Bao Qingtian in the previous dynasty, why don't those drama writers write a few books Xie Qingtian? They all write about Feng Yun in a rush, and let Feng Yun change to someone else?"
yes! Why should he change his male protagonist and change his name to Yuanfang
Cui Xie also snorted coldly: "Anyway, Brother Xie has already become the pacification envoy. Those thousands of households took Feng Yun to solve the case, and after all, they are also under the administration of the pacifist envoy, and they were loaned to them by the personal guards of Lord Zhenfu. …”
As he spoke, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his heart—
Anyway, Xie Ying was promoted to the Zhenfu envoy in the front, and the dramas of Xu Qianhu and Li Qianhu were in the back, so why couldn't he make a big drama that gathered thousands of households
Just like the American Fulian and Zhenglian movies, each thousand households have their own drama. In the new drama, these thousands of households are all under Xie Zhenfu's command and work together to deal with the attempt to destroy the Ming Dynasty...
This background is a little too big, and it is simply called the White Lotus Sect to take the blame. In short, the White Lotus Sect creates terrorist incidents everywhere, and it is not bad for the thousands of households who borrowed Feng Yun's character to join forces under the command of Xie Zhenfu.
- Do you still want to seal the cloud
He thought about the story seriously as he walked, and unknowingly came to the living room. The doorman asked him to sit down and wait for a while, and rushed to the main courtyard to report. After a while, Xie Ying brought a few family members with tea trays in their hands and told them to put down the tea and snacks. "Brother Cui Xian is busy with homework, why did you think of coming to my house?"
Cui Xie was thinking about how to arrange the drama of Xie Zhenfu's envoy to organize thousands of households to handle the case, and blurted out: "Master Xie, remember there are several thousands of households in the market with Feng Yun to handle the case?"
Among the fourteen thousand households, even Xu Qianhu of the elephant taming institute has actively written plays. Except for Yao Jing, who succeeded his current thousand households, where else has he written? Xie Ying told the truth and asked him with a smile: "Why, which talent is going to write a play for me? Unfortunately, I was sitting in the government office of the Zhenfusi recently, and I didn't do any face-to-face cases, but I was ordered to ask a few questions. There is nothing to write about a courtier who is ineffective, or who has failed the court and made a mistake in writing."
Several servants stretched out their ears, wanting to hear what he was going to do for their master.
After Cui Xie asked about this, he remembered his true intention, and slapped his palms: "I asked the wrong question, I suddenly remembered that there are many scenes in the market where Qianhu Jinyiwei takes Captain Feng Yun to handle the case, so I wanted to string these people together and write a story. A big show. I almost forgot the business when I patronized this."
He got up and bowed his hands to Xie Ying: "Master Li Xueshi's son Zhaoxian is not in good health. I want to teach him martial arts and keep fit. But I only know how to use swords and guns. He is young and strong. Weak, I can't learn that. I have to ask Brother Xie to teach me a set of boxing techniques and palm techniques for fitness."
Xie Ying hurriedly put down the tea cup and stood up to hold his arm: "Brother, please get up quickly, what are you doing with this ceremony. Why do you and I have to be so polite between brothers?"
He glanced back at his family and instructed: "You don't have to be busy here, go and arrange dinner in the main room, and prepare two sets of clothes for practicing martial arts. Brother Cui Xian and I will go to have dinner later, and take advantage of the darkness of the night. Practice at home."
Several family members heard him not talk about the new drama, but wanted to learn martial arts from their own adults, so they all went to work with regret. Xie Ying watched their backs disappear into the courtyard, sighed lightly, and glanced back at Cui Xie: "Brother Xian came here so late, did you really come here to teach your junior brother boxing?"
Cui Xie nodded heavily: "Naturally, it's for the sake of junior brother! If it's not for junior brother, how can I not go to study with my husband after school, and just run to Mr. Xie's house if I have nothing to do?"
Xie Ying chuckled softly, held up his hand, spread it out and rubbed it repeatedly for a while, looked down at his palm and said, "You scholars have slender and long hands, and your muscles and bones are not yet strong. Just follow me. Learn how to do it, just practice it in the empty room, don't learn to chop bricks and tiles from those outsiders, it will be bad if you hurt your hands."
Cui Xie said "um": "I want to teach a child to practice martial arts, I am afraid that his muscles and bones will be soft, and he will hurt his bones if he exercises wrongly. When I look back, Brother Xie has to be more careful when teaching me, and teach me to be arrogant. The only way to teach people is to be accurate.”
Xie Ying turned around and squeezed into a chair with him, wrapped his hands around the backs of his hands, clenched his palms into fists, pressed them to his lips, and said with a chuckle, "Don't worry, virtuous brother, I will teach you hand in hand."