Wang Shouren was going home to study, Cui Xie thought he would not see him for half a year, but he didn't think that he would appear at the Hanlin Academy with his father soon.
Wang Zhuangyuan led his son to introduce him to his superiors and colleagues, and said with a heart full of pity: "The little dog will go to the Spring Festival next year. I am afraid that he will learn some martial arts and tactics at home, so he has to bring the official office and watch him personally. indivual."
Wang Shouren is handsome and handsome in his youth, and he is well liked by adults. The two academics in charge of the Hanlin Academy have now moved to the cabinet majors, and Wu Kuan, the paternity student who was in charge of the academy, decided to let him stay and study in the former residence of the Hanlin scholars.
In his capacity, he could not be classmates with the sages, so there was no serious teacher to teach him, and he usually just studied in the house by himself. Occasionally, if an official wanted to give advice, he would come and give him a few words.
Cui Xie never dared to tell him anything. He was afraid that he would be mistaken in starting the study of the mind. Instead, he borrowed several books from the Central Secret Library according to his request, all of which were written by the Kaoting School—that is, Zhu Xi and his disciples. book of.
Wang Shouren was reading the works of the Kaoting School in the Hanlin Academy.
In Yuyao, he learned "the way of style" with Lou Liang, but he has not been able to draw any truth from what he sees, so he thinks that his method of judging things is wrong. This time, just in the quotations, I saw someone who asked "what comes first in the art of further education", and Zhu Zi replied: "There is not one thing that can be specialized, and all types are not all at one end. Tong, although Yan Zi did not come to this point. But one thing today, another one tomorrow, there are many accumulated habits, and then there is a connection.'”
He had only read this in a general way before, without paying attention to this sentence, but now re-reading it, it touched his mind a little.
In the "Xiaoxue Zhangyu", "As for the long time of exertion, and once it is suddenly penetrated, then the surface and inside of all things will be fine and rough, and the overall usefulness of my mind will not be unknown. also."
It can be seen that when Zhuzi talks about examining things, he wants people to measure things one by one. If you exhaust the things in the world, you will naturally be able to exhaust the principles of the world and penetrate the way of the sages.
He pondered this sentence for a long time, then moved his heart, dropped the book and ran to a small bamboo forest behind the official office.
Bamboo is guilty, disciplined, and has the style of a gentleman. Since every plant and tree contains the truth, can he not be able to figure out the truth of being a gentleman if he thinks about bamboo
Wang Shouren sat in the bamboo forest for seven days. His father, Wang Zhuangyuan, was so worried that his hair was about to fall out. He sat in the duty room and complained to his colleagues that this son was disobedient since he was a child, and he was so stubborn that he couldn't pull back nine cows.
In the university, it was written that "Zhizhi is in the examination of things", but it was not really in front of the bamboo!
Such a big man has already married a wife, and he has passed the test, why can't he be more stable!
He couldn't persuade his son by himself, so he wanted to ask his colleagues to help persuade the child. The senior Li Xueshi smiled lightly: "Don't be afraid, the harmony is gone. He is close to Bo An, and he is good at teaching people. Persuade him to change his mind!"
The elders thought very well, but unfortunately it is a hundred and eight thousand miles away from reality.
Wang Shouren was concentrating on the bamboo in the bamboo forest, and Cui Xie was holding a drawing board and pencil outside the bamboo forest and quickly sketched. At the beginning, I was afraid that someone would see it, so I drew secretly. Later, fewer people came to see it, and Wang Shouren indulged in the way of heaven and man again. No matter what he did, he started sketching openly.
360 degrees! Great closeup! Shouren Gezhu Panorama Full Color Photo Album!
After Wang Shengren created Xinxue, he published this photo in his real name to enrich the content of Shouren Gezhu's text for future middle school students!
After spending seven days with bamboo, Wang Shouren fell ill due to wind-cold, and finally realized that there is a difference between saints and ordinary people.
Wang Zhuangyuan scolded his son fiercely, and at the same time pampered him for his illness, sought medical treatment and was very busy. Li Dongyang also called his apprentice over to scold him: "You are his elder brother, and you have to take care of him as well. Why don't you go to see him when you don't know how to bring him back into the house?"
Mr. Li knew that he didn't take it seriously by holding down the two teenagers casually. Wang Shouren only weighed more than 100 kilograms, so why couldn't he be pulled back? !
Cui Xie sighed deeply: "He understood the way of heaven and man there, and it is only after these seven days that he can learn the truth of a saint, how can I stop him? Don't worry, my teacher, he is not seriously ill, and his body is strong. I'll just go back and give him some medicine."
He went to the hospital and grabbed a few packets of cold medicine and sent them to Wang Shouren's house. After he went out, he arrested his second brother, Shoujian, and asked, "What did your brother realize?"
Wang Shoujian was an honest child, so he answered what he asked: "Why don't you ask the elder brother directly? The elder brother's illness has restrained a lot of his mind, saying that the sages have a share, but he doesn't know much, so I'm afraid he won't be able to follow in the footsteps of Sage Zhu. It's utterly insane."
If you don't learn Zhuzi, then you have to learn by yourself, right
Cui Xie actually felt the joy of "my family has a son who is just growing up", he couldn't help but smile slightly, patted Shoujian's shoulder and said, "Your eldest brother has become a leader, and you will grow even more in the future, so you must too. Take your younger brothers to study for a long time, and live up to your family's lintel."
After saying that, he fluttered away, leaving Wang Shoujian brothers with an unfathomable back.
Wang Shouren suffered from the loss of knowledge and kept studying behind closed doors, preparing for the exam next year, while Cui Xie passionately perfected his photo album "Shouren Gezhu" at home. When Xie Ying came to the garden in the middle of the night to look for him, he saw that he was still lighting up the lights and painting at night, and conscientiously highlighted Wang Shouren's pupils.
Even the bamboos in the background are highlighted, and the phantoms of the bamboo leaves and green poles in the close-up are fine and detailed.
Xie Ying has never had such a set of paintings.
He walked past Cui Xie without speaking, and lowered his head to blow out the candle on the table. It was a cold day, the windows were all closed, and there were straw curtains outside, and when the candles blew, nothing could be seen.
Xie Ying pulled him up from the painting table, rubbed his ear and asked in a low voice, "Why did you remember to paint a portrait of Wang Juzi? You made good friends with Wang Qianhu when you were in Qian'an, and later taught two disciples. They are like flesh and blood, and I have never seen you paint them."
There was a little vinegar in his words, Cui Xie rubbed his nose, smiled secretly, and took advantage of the night to pull him down, and also whispered: "I didn't tell you before, we will be together in the future, I want to tell you about me, about the future..."
Wang Bo'an will be involved in the future
Xie Ying chuckled, squeezed into the official chair and asked him, "Isn't the future things drawn as pictures for me to see? We watched it together, you pulled the picture and turned it around, so fast, Turning as if you could see the two of us getting old together in front of you. Is there anyone else in there? Why didn't I see it?"
There is no one else in their lives, but there is in history.
Cui Xie held Xie Ying in his arms, lest he touch the drawing paper, and tentatively told him a little about the history he knew: "I said it is about the future, not just about the two of us - Brother Shou Renxian will be in the future. A person who is famous for his youth, I will draw two more pictures when he is young, and when he is famous, I will publish it and pass it on to future generations."
When Xie Ying heard his slightly childish remarks, he couldn't help laughing softly, and he didn't care whether he painted Wang Shouren or Wang Xiangzhen, and said with a smile, "I also know what will happen in the future, I know that brother Cui Xiexian wants to be remembered in history. Man, why don't you keep a few more paintings for yourself?"
Cui Xie shook his head, and said helplessly, "I'm not... I'm different from them, I just know that my brother Shouren, my mentors Li Xueshi, Xie Xueshi, and Yang Shi said that they will be famous and famous in the future. I But it's just under the eternity..."
He touched Xie Ying's face, in the boundless darkness, because he couldn't see his expression, he mustered a little courage: "I am just an ordinary student under the age of 10, who died in an accident, and was resurrected to the Chenghua Dynasty. , I met Brother Xie, and I met those famous ministers through the ages..."
He knew that if he said these words, Xie Ying might be regarded as a wandering ghost, and he might even be disgusted by him, but he still wanted to say it. Over the years, he has been concealing his identity, trying to pretend to be the original population of the Ming Dynasty, walking on thin ice for more than ten years, and his heart is very tired. And the longer he has been here, the weaker the memory of his previous life will be. If it really takes a few decades, when he retires, even if he still wants to explain his origin to Xie Ying, how many twenty he can still remember. A century thing
And at that time, if Xie Ying thought that he was stolen by a ghost, and wanted to separate from him, he would have been involved for the rest of his life. At least it's not too late...
Every time he said a word, he wanted to stop and swallow what he had said, but his lips moved continuously in the darkness, telling Xie Ying about his lackluster past life and his tense and depressed life.
His hands, forehead, and hair were soaked with cold sweat, his heart was beating very fast, waiting for Xie Ying's reply.
After a long suffocating silence, he heard Xie Ying ask: "After you were reborn on this Cui Xie, you were severely injured, wounded, and almost died. After you met me, the medical officer I sent was cured. of?"
Cui Xie nodded, realizing that he couldn't see, and replied aloud, "Yeah."
His voice was also a little dry, and he swallowed involuntarily as he spoke.
Xie Ying asked again: "So you have nothing to do with Ling, and Cui Ju's family. It is only out of morality and conscience that you are filial to your elders and your younger brothers? When it comes to closeness, I am your first dearest person. ?"
Cui Xie didn't know if he was complimenting himself or what he meant, so he gave a soft "um".
Xie Ying suddenly laughed, and said vaguely with a bit of ferocity: "Fortunately, you only told me this today, not when I was interested in you."
If he had said it earlier, he would have scare people away, right? Since Xie Ying uses this "fortunate thing", does it mean that he can only pay attention to him regardless of his origin
Cui Xie exhaled a long breath, and only then did he feel clammy and cold. He just called out "Brother Xie" and wanted to explain a few more words, but his waist suddenly sank, and Xie Ying kissed her tightly, almost rubbing her into his arms.
Xie Ying still remembered that the masterpiece of "Shouren Gezhu" was placed on the table, and instead of pushing Cui Xie up directly, he hugged him around his legs and threw it on the Luohan bed next to him, pressing his hand. On his shoulders, suppressing his tumultuous emotions, he said, "It's fortunate that you didn't tell me your background until today, otherwise I would have taken you home and raised you, and I won't tell you to see these people again!"