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Volume 3: The Wind Rises in the Eastern Capital Chapter 392: WujiĄŻs Reserve Talents

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.    The group of people, led by Zhen Yao, walked to the small academy where Cai Yan was staying. Before they even got close, they could see many children playing on the roadside.  Most of the people who can appear here are children under the age of twelve. They do not have the understanding to learn deeper knowledge and follow Cai Yan to lay a solid foundation.

    If other students in the academy saw Zhen Yao, they would definitely bow and salute, but these little guys were very 'rude', let alone bending down, they would not even say hello to Zhen Yao. But Zhen Yao has already  After being 'left out' for several years, I casually touched the head of the little kid next to me and walked into the courtyard.

    In the courtyard, Cai Yan is carefully reviewing the students' answers. There is no need to expect the exam papers for young children to have very profound questions, but they are not comparable to the primary school Chinese exams in later generations.  Each quotation from the scriptures and the summary of the explanation are all part of the examination content.

    When Zhen Yao came, Cai Yan just nodded and continued to correct the test papers. There were many children in Wuji Academy, and nearly a hundred children were taught by Cai Yan alone. The pressure was indeed great.  However, Cai Yan has always been happy with this, and the speed of grading is very fast.

    The test papers are divided into three piles. The ones on Cai Meimei's left hand side are those that have not yet been marked, and the ones on her right hand side are those that have been marked. At the front of the desk, there are a few thin test papers placed aside alone.  Zhen Yao took it out of curiosity and handed one to Guo Jia and Fazheng.

    The test questions are still the Confucian classic The Analects, but for young children of this age, it is very rare to be able to recite and memorize it, let alone the annotations.  However, at Wuji Academy, it is obvious that memorizing by rote is not enough. The test papers that Cai Yan can take out individually are the rare 'high-scoring' papers, and the answers in them are all mixed with the students' own answers.  some thoughts.

    Zhen Yao really didnĄŻt want to read the satisfactory answer sheet, but the paper in his hand was quite interesting.  Among them, the sentence "Zi Shuai is upright, who dares to be unjust" reflects the current situation in the late Han Dynasty and makes a certain judgment.

    Although this kind of writing is a bit childish for Zhen Yao, it is very rare for these children today to be able to compare ancient and modern times, instead of blindly following the thoughts of their predecessors.  After looking at who the paper belonged to, Zhen Yao couldn't help but laugh when he saw the name. No wonder this test paper was of some standard and it was answered by the boy Huan Fan.

    Huan Fan may be a very unfamiliar name, but his opponent for the rest of his life, Sima Yi, is actually famous.  And someone who could be called a "think tank" by Sima Yi and panicked by some of his actions was also a rare political talent in the late Han Dynasty.

    This little guyĄŻs ancestral home is Peiguo, Yuzhou, but because of the war in Yuzhou, his family moved to Xuzhou. The elders in the family believed that they could live peacefully in the territory ruled by Tao Gongzu.  Unfortunately, when we arrived in Xuzhou, we encountered war again. Fortunately, the family stayed at the provincial capital at that time and were not burned by the flames of war.

    When Xuzhou was completely settled and the state school was opened, the Huan family wanted to send their juniors to study there.  Huan Fan was so lucky that he met Zheng Xuan, a great scholar of the time who rarely came to the state to give lectures.

    Although Huan Fan is young, less than eight years old, Zheng Xuan has been a disciple for half his life, so how can he not see that this son is a rare and good young man in the world.  I had the intention to take him with me and give him careful guidance, but I knew that my health was getting worse and it would be difficult to achieve anything.  Finally, he mentioned to Tai Shici who was stationed in the city that this boy should be sent to Wuji. There were countless great scholars in Wuji Academy. If this boy could study to the eleventh level, he would be useful throughout his life.

    Although the Huan family also belongs to the gentry family, it is not a famous family after all. Otherwise, they would not have to move their whole family in the event of war.  Now that Zheng Xuan has opened his mouth and pointed out a future for his little baby, how can he refuse!  At that moment, the head of the Huan family found Huan Fan's parents and asked them to take their son north. He repeatedly warned that the prosperity of the family depended on this little baby.

    In this way, Huanfan came to Wuji the year before. Because of Zheng Xuan's letter and Taishi Ci's introduction, little Huanfan quickly moved into the school.  It's just that this is a hardship for the little guy's mother. Her son is only a few years old, and she naturally feels very sorry for her. However, the school has school rules and only gives half a day off once every ten months. This is the time for the mother and son to get together in January.  ItĄŻs only a day and a half.

    Of course, there are privileges in this after all. At least Zhen Ang will be taken home by Cai Yan every night, and sometimes he will not go to school for other reasons.  However, this kind of special case is only one, and Xiao Huanfan has never had it before.

    Fortunately, the school was also lively. The atmosphere of hundreds of peers studying together quickly allowed Huan Fan to blend in and quickly stand out among these young children. At least within this year, Zhen Yao also heard a lot of people like this.  Things related to my son.

    Looking at Huan FanĄŻs answer sheet, Zhen Yao smiled but felt somewhat dull in his heart.  When he thought about it, even if this little guy didn't have a great scholar from the school to teach him, he could still be successful.  Therefore, for his achievement, the credit cannot be counted in the school. For him, the school only played a roleIt's just a catalyst.

    Fortunately, Zhen Yao's depression did not last long. Fazheng held the answer sheet in his hand and exclaimed: "I didn't expect that not only the famous Confucian masters in Wuji Academy, but also a mere child could answer like this. Looking back on the past, it's not as good as many."  .Ą±

    The paper Fazheng was also written by an outstanding child, and he was also a native of Wuji. Zhen Yao felt much more mentally balanced now, as if this could be regarded as the teacher in the school teaching him well.

    "Little stutterer, please say something again and listen to it," Zhen Yao and others were milling around the test paper. At the entrance of the yard, several children were playing around a child with a sallow complexion. One of them even imitated the stutter.  He said, "I, I, I, I'm laughing so hard, hahaha~~" One person took the lead in laughing, and the other children naturally followed suit.

    The little kid who was surrounded by everyone had eyes full of unwillingness, but he had been clumsy since he was a child and was unable to fight back against them. He knew that he would be teased again if he spoke, so he could only keep a calm face and say nothing.  Standing at the entrance of the courtyard.

    Children never know the importance of having fun. One of the children standing around gently pushed the person who was being teased, and kept sarcastic: "The little stutter has turned into a little mute? How can that be?  Well, isnĄŻt it even more pitiful!Ą±

    "You, you are not allowed to bully brother Deng Ai!" At the critical moment, the little lolita Xin Xianying, who still had the look of a queen, went into a rage. She held up the ruler in her right hand with a fierce look on her face and pushed towards the entrance of the hospital step by step.

    Perhaps this is not the first time this kind of thing has happened. When many children watching the excitement saw Xin Xianying approaching, they quickly exclaimed: "Ah, run, Hu Niu is coming to kill her." They immediately ran away, leaving only Hong Xianying.  Deng Ai closed his eyes, but was stubborn and refused to cry.

    This is another famous official in the late Han Dynasty, and one of the very few who can be the best choice for both civil and military affairs.  Deng Ai, Deng Shizai, at this time, he is far less upright and courageous than when he became a general in the future. According to the popular saying in later generations, he is still a member of the silk clan. It is not an exaggeration to describe him as "poor and short".

    Deng Ai, who was six years old, looked up at Xin Xianying with red eyes. This girl who had helped him solve problems many times was about to say thank you as usual, but was pulled into the courtyard by the little girl: "No need to thank me, let's go, come with me."  Once you go in, no one will bully you."

    After Deng Ai came in, the eyes of Zhen Yao and others fell on him, but unlike Fazheng's curiosity, what he was thinking was that although he tried his best to control the atmosphere in the school, what was supposed to come would still come.

    "Lord, this is Deng Ai's examination paper." Guo Jia handed the examination paper in his hand to Zhen Yao and looked at Deng Ai with admiration in his eyes. Although the boy in front of him was not good-looking and his language skills were poor,  But Guo Jia felt that this boy's future achievements may not be lower than his own. If it weren't for the guidance of famous teachers in the school, he would have wanted to accept a disciple.

    Although Deng Ai's answers to the test paper were not as thoughtful as Huan Fan's, they were more pragmatic. Zhen Yao was not surprised by this. Although Deng Ai had only been in school for a few months, this was not the first time he had seen his answer sheets and homework.  Zhen Yao knew quite well how capable this Nanyang dwarf was, so he immediately handed the test paper to Fazheng.

    Fazheng himself is also a pragmatist. After reading Deng Ai's answer sheet, he is extremely convinced of the quality of teaching at Wuji Academy. He does not know that these people are actually rare young talents in the world.

    But after reading it, another question came out. My lord would definitely know about such a child prodigy, but why was Deng Ai still bullied and teased?  He even asked a girl to come to the rescue.

    Zhen Yao could see the doubts in Fazheng's heart from Fazheng's eyes, but before he spoke, Guo Jia spoke on his behalf: "Regional differences can make people unconsciously xenophobic, even these juniors are no exception."

    "Deng Ai just arrived at the school not long ago, and he is not from Jizhou, and he has obvious shortcomings. The most important thing is that now, the students from inside and outside the school, whether in examinations or career arrangements, are not as good as the young people sent from other states and counties.  Talented. Jealousy and comparison are mixed together, making even the young children in the academy begin to differentiate themselves."

    In fact, this is also normal. How can a single state be compared with the talents of the entire Han Dynasty?  What's more, no matter whether they are young people sent from Chang'an, Luoyang, Xuzhou and other places, they are at least recognized by the local talents and are still unable to grow up in the state schools, so they will be sent to Wuji.

    Ą° In this way, almost every outsider in Wuji Academy has the potential to become a dragon or a phoenix. It is no wonder that local students in the academy will be secretly suppressed by them.  If you want to become successful, acquired education and hard work are very important, but innate understanding and qualifications are the most important. On this point, both civil and military types have figured it out.

    The representative of the silk clan in the school is behind the little girlWithout saying a word, Zhen Yao chuckled and waved, "Deng Ai, come here."

    "Ai, see, see, Zhou, Zhou Mu." Deng Ai stepped forward, stumbling and spending a lot of effort to finally speak out.  But after he finished speaking, he lowered his head, like a kid who made a mistake and was about to get slapped.

    Caressing little Deng Ai's forehead, Zhen Yao said in a broad voice: "Are you angry? Are you feeling frustrated?"

    The little guy didnĄŻt speak, but from his slightly trembling shoulders and soft sobs, it was clear that this guy was really hurt by those lawless children.

    "Deng Ai, men don't shed tears easily! If you cry over such trivial matters, what can you achieve!" Zhen Yao's words unknowingly increased in intensity: "Have you forgotten? How did your mother bring you from your hometown?  Going to Luoyang? How did you get the chance to study instead of working as a herd boy for a wealthy family?"

    After shouting fiercely, Zhen Yao seemed a little angry. This anger may be directed at Deng Ai in front of him, or at other children in the school, but these are not important. What is important is when Zhen Yao mentioned the word "mother"  When he finished writing, Deng Ai had stopped crying.

    With a silk identity, Deng Ai was able to come to Wuji, thousands of miles away, because he had a good mother.  The Deng clan was originally a famous family in Nanyang, but after the decline of Emperor Huan Ling, it gradually declined. By the time Deng Ai was born, the Deng clan was almost forgotten by the world.

    He lost his father a few days after he was born, and was raised by his mother alone. Although his life was not as good as he wanted, there was still some free land at home, and there was an old house, and there were some hidden books in the old house. It was not impossible to live like this.

    But Nanyang, which was originally peaceful, suddenly encountered war, and the Deng family was unlucky again. It would be good for Deng's mother, a weak woman, to keep her house from being robbed by others. But when Nanyang changed hands and became the territory of the Cao family, it would be good for the fields.  It no longer belongs to her.

    The land is gone, but people are still thinking about the house all day long. Deng Ai, who has been sensible since he was a child, can only sit in the study room every day, staring at some bamboo strips in a daze. No one teaches him, and he cannot even recognize Chinese characters. These bamboo scrolls are placed on the  It was no different from the Heavenly Book in front of him.

    Mother Deng felt even worse when her son was like this, but she was from a scholarly family anyway. Mother Deng thought that it would be difficult for her to run the family. To prosper the Deng family, she had to rely on her son.  Although Deng Ai had stuttered since he was a child, Deng's mother had high hopes for him.

    The old house and some bamboo scrolls at home became the last possessions. In order to find a famous teacher for her son, Deng's mother planned to throw away these things.  It's a pity that even if there are people who are interested in the Deng family's various bamboo scrolls, basically no one is willing to accept Deng Ai's silk-eating disciple as his disciple.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? But at this time, some relatives and friends in the clan saw DengĄŻs mother like this, so they mentioned Luoyang and the state schools in the city to her.  In fact, the family member had no good intentions when he said this. He just wanted to occupy Mother Deng's old house and didn't want to keep anyone's mouth open.

    Deng's mother may have noticed this, but she still made the decision. She sold the old house to a relative in the clan and bought another cow. In this way, mother and son set up a bullock cart and took the remaining few  Zhujuan heads to Luoyang.

    It is not difficult to obtain the admission qualification for the state school, but it is a bit impossible to ask Deng Ai, a child who even struggles to speak, to take the exam.  She came with hope, but was hit by the cruel reality. Mother Deng was exhausted and fell ill.

    Five-year-old Deng Ai has to take care of his sick mother. You can imagine the difficulties.  Fortunately, the mother and son had settled in a place when they arrived. Even though it was just a dilapidated courtyard, crowded together with some homeless people, they would not end up living on the streets.

    Mother and son didnĄŻt have much money. To take care of their mother and survive, Deng Ai had to lead the old scalper to sell it.  At his age, even in a normal child's transaction, the buyer would not dare to pay easily, for fear that some child would steal his own things and sell them, which would cause trouble in the future.

    And Deng Ai's stuttering made him unsuccessful for several days. Just when mother and son were forced to die, Deng Ai's first nobleman appeared. Who was it?  It was Tian Feng who was in charge of the government affairs of Sili, Luoyang.

    Tian Feng will appear because Deng AiĄŻs story has spread among the gossiping people.  A young boy who stuttered sold cattle in the market for several days in a row, but still failed to sell. This new news was introduced to the Prefectural Mufu, and Tian Feng became a little curious about Deng Ai.

    What happened after that was very simple and ridiculous. Old Man Tian cured Mother Deng, and through several exchanges of answers, he understood that this stuttering cowboy was a piece of uncarved jade. If he could teach her carefully, he would achieve great things in the future.  There is no limit.

    Tian Feng himself had to be busy with government affairs all day long, so he had no time to teach Deng Ai. However, he felt that it was very inappropriate to incorporate it into the state school, and the state school might not be able to meet Deng Ai's needs.  After thinking about it, I ended up doing the same thing as Zheng XuanWith this decision, he sent this little kid to Wuji to see what he could do in Wuji Academy.

    However, before sending Deng Ai away, Tian Feng first asked Deng Ai to perform the apprenticeship ceremony, which could be regarded as accepting this apprentice.  The name "Deng Ai" was also given by Tian Feng.  In the past, the names of children who stuttered were unpleasant and had no meaningful meaning.

    Ą°In this way, Mother Deng, who has just recovered from a serious illness, is still on a new journey with her son, but this journey no longer requires riding in an oxcart or sleeping in the wild.  After all, it was a young child that Tian Feng was interested in, so there was no problem for Chang'an to send a small team to escort him.

    And Deng Ai, who came to Wuji Academy, after the first month of discomfort, although he still stuttered, he quickly rose to prominence among young children and became the cornerstone of Wuji's future in the words of Hu Zhao and other great scholars, and was indispensable.  a part of.

    The reason why Zhen Yao scolded Deng Ai harshly was because he had high expectations for this guy.  Zhen Yao would naturally not be able to accept it if the most talented man in the world, both civil and military, could be ruined in his own hands.

    Seeing that Deng Ai had recovered, Zhen Yao nodded with satisfaction: "Do you still remember the couplet that Yao gave you?"

    Deng Ai nodded, and quickly took out a silk scroll from his pocket, opened it, and it read clearly:

    How should I deal with those who slander me, bully me, humiliate me, laugh at me, underestimate me, belittle me, hate me, or lie to me?

    Just tolerate him, let him, let him go, avoid him, be patient with him, respect him, ignore him, and wait for a few more years to see what he is.

    After taking it out, Deng Ai said firmly: "Ai, Ai, I remember it every day."

    Zhen Yao couldn't help but smile when he heard this. This guy was really cute, but the next moment he saw his son's test paper, he frowned slightly.  He took the examination paper from the desk and read it briefly, then turned to Zhen Ang with a sullen face and said, "Ang'er, take a look at this answer sheet for yourself!"
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