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Volume 2 Be Good to the Queen Mother 428. Naughty Child

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    The Imperial College is actually very large, but most of the places are buildings such as examination rooms, ceremony halls, and student dormitories.  The examination hall is locked on weekdays and only opens for cleaning when there is a ceremony or exam.  Liang Feng took the exam here, and the scene, with its huge crowds of people, was more lively than the New Year temple fair.  However, once people leave, the room becomes empty, which is why the Imperial College Examination Hall feels in danger every time someone enters.

    When it was the turn of the specific staff, there was not so much space, just two buildings and three courtyards.

    Vice President Liang¡¯s office is directly opposite President Sun, separated by a courtyard.  Lao Sun's office is better. It is transparent from north to south and has plenty of lighting. There is a pond and pavilion behind it, so you can look at the scenery when you are tired from work.

    Liang Feng¡¯s side is much worse. There is a wall behind it, and behind the wall is the classroom, and it is also the Sui Xing Hall, a miserable, junior class, which is reserved for bullies with poor grades, low IQ, or unruly little bullies.

    It is said that there were originally hundreds of students in the Imperial College, all the children of officials in the capital. Later, they gradually stopped coming because the adults found that they could not learn well after coming.  They get together all day long to fight cocks and dogs, eat, drink and have fun.  Moreover, the business of the Imperial College has dropped a lot since Sun Shi came. The reason is that the old man is too rigid and serious and everyone dislikes him.  In fact, among the children of officials, except for those whose parents cannot control them, or those who live in Beijing but have low moral standards and are busy with official duties, who wouldn't teach their children to study by themselves?  He was sent to school just because he wanted to mix in this circle. The second generation of officials can communicate easily, and when they grow up, they can form gangs and become adulterers, right?

    Since Mr. Gu wants to uphold his moral integrity and cultivate good talents, everyone should be more sensible.  It would be better if each one is taken home and disciplined.  Don't wait until this old guy can't stand the mischief of naughty boys.  Not even a breath.  It would be terrible if you spread it on adults. One day you will read an impeachment memorandum and tomorrow you will put up a big-character poster.

    ¡°In addition, this old man¡¯s mentality fell into a vicious cycle. When he saw that there was no business coming to the door, he became so angry that he even refused the money allocated by the court. It made it even more obvious that the Imperial Academy was indifferent and sparse.

    This is good, Sun Shi is completely comfortable.  So I focused my energy on my own academic research and finding troubles with officials and ministers. I came to the office every day to read books, eat some whole grains, stay energetic, and go to the court to find trouble.  He was enjoying himself, but his subordinates were complaining. He had never seen a principal act like this. He didn't want to live a good life, and his subordinates also wanted to have water in their intestines.

    How could Liang Feng know?  Anyway, I just came here to hide and relax, at least on the surface.  Far away from the core of power and not at the mercy of vested interest groups.  Only then could he observe the situation secretly and help Zhao Zhen make plans.  So he felt good about it.

    It¡¯s just that this idle life is short-lived.  On August 20, Zhang Ting came to ask Sun Shi for instructions on how to arrange the chart of accounts for the second half of the year.  Classes in the Imperial College are taught on a ten-day basis. One subject will be taught in these ten days, and another subject will be taught in those ten days.  The courses currently offered include "Nine Classics", "Five Classics", "Three Rites", "Three Biography", etc. There is also a law subject, but it is not taught often.

    Sun Shi thought that no one came anyway, and the few direct lecturers from the imperial court had come a few times to give lectures.  Later, I lost interest and just hung myself half-dead.  He pondered for a while and said: "Let's start teaching "The Analects" tomorrow." Zhang Ting agreed to go.

    Liang Feng didn¡¯t know, and no one assigned him class time, so he continued to do soy sauce as usual.

    The next day, August 21st, I was sleeping boredly on the couch in the suite when I was awakened by bursts of noise behind me.  He turned over and sat cross-legged, listening carefully to the noise coming from behind. It turned out that it seemed to be a group of half-grown children making a noise.

    The rules of the Imperial College are: self-study in the morning at every hour, a class at the next hour, and another class at the end of the day. During the rest of the time, all students study, practice calligraphy, debate, practice archery, etc.  I opened the door at noon in the morning to report, and returned home from school before midnight.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? They were not divided into classes, so they crowded into a classroom and sat down. Each took out their pen and ink, and read aloud, or wrote and drew on the high-quality paper issued by the school.  However, not all of them were unimproved, there were also some good ones. The family admired Sun Shi's knowledge and specially sent them to study.  Sun Shi naturally had a high opinion of these good seedlings and often tutored Xiao Zao attentively.

    After the fighting in the morning, everyone got into the mood, and the two older ones took out their books to review. Today we will talk about "The Analects". Of course, we must read the words of Confucius silently several times, so that we can learn more about it later.  Master Sun asked for advice.

    The two older ones were studying in front, and someone behind them was chirping and whispering: "Hey, did you go to Dongwazi yesterday? I heard that there is a new singer called Sun Poxi. He doesn't look very good, but he has a really strong voice.  Yes, the seasonal singing is very enjoyable!" The speaker was the grandson of Xue Tian, ??the magistrate of Yizhou.

    "I didn't go. Yesterday I accompanied my mother to offer incense at Guanyin Temple. By the way, there was a little nun named Dinghui there, who was quite pretty.?The tone is not bad, I will take you to see it another day!  "Another person with a bright eyebrow muttered in a low voice. This one is the third child of Zhang Jien's family. He is only fourteen years old and loves these tunes very much.

    "Damn it, you dare to hook up with the sister-in-law of Guanyin Yuan. Their teacher Tai Ke often worships the Queen Mother and saints. Be careful, your whole family will not be able to eat and walk away." Xue Pan scolded.

    "What are you afraid of? I haven't gotten started with this yet. I just have to wait for me to stick to it carefully before it becomes interesting sooner or later!" After that, he looked sideways at the person next to him and said, "Where's the other guy? Another day.  Call him, and everything will be fine." Xue Pan followed his eyes and saw a fat man, who was bigger than himself, sleeping on his stomach. He had been sleeping for a long time, and it seemed that he hadn't woken up yet.  He immediately started laughing: "If you call him, you'll be safe. But this rich man from my family may not understand our style!"

    "Hey, his family has a lot of money and he is stupid. As long as he is willing to pay, what do you care about it?" The two of them are brats, and the one who is scheming is Liu Congde's younger brother Liu Congguang.

    While they were talking, there was a cough outside, and everyone hurriedly sat down.  I saw Zhang Tingduan coming in solemnly. After a quick glance, he said in a deep voice: "The Analects of Confucius will be opened today. You, my disciples, will study well. Get up and respectfully invite the supervisor to start the lecture!"

    With a huff, they all stood up. Due to their awkward postures, they heard many sounds of the benches sliding and turning over.  Sun Shi coughed lightly and slowly walked into the classroom.  Seeing the two young men sitting in front of him, he nodded happily, and when he saw a few dandy boys behind him, his face darkened.

    Come in and sit on the middle chair, all the disciples in front of you sing in unison: "Master Supervisor!"

    "Well, sit down." There was another commotion of tables and chairs before I sat down.

    "Hey, how come you two are so close? I've never seen them before!" Sun Shi asked, looking at a few students in the corner of the classroom.

    The two young men stood up, very politely, clasped their fists and bowed and said: "Master Supervisor, my brother Mr. Yang's name is Shangyanxiazhao, and his student's name is Yang Chuanyong. This is my third brother's virtue."

    Sun Shi listened and smiled: "It turns out that he is the grandson of old Ling Gong. He is not bad. He was not seen before. It will be the same from now on when he is studying. When he goes back, he will ask the old lady how he is."

    After saying hello, he lowered his face and said: "Let's start the lecture."

    The characteristic of Sun Shi's class is that he shows off his memory regardless of whether the others are listening or not. He does not turn over the book or read it, but just recites the original sentences. He talks about Kaifeng Beijing movies in a cadence, which is really nice to listen to.  When I encounter a sentence that I am particularly proud of, I will quote it from other sources and express myself eloquently.  Generally speaking, it was just talking to himself. Anyway, only one or two people could understand it, and he didn't care about the rest who were dawdling around.

    In fact, the old man was not fully engaged. While he was teaching, he felt extremely desolate.  It is said that the Imperial Academy spoke of purity and nobility, and was highly favored by the imperial court.  You really don¡¯t know what it feels like if you don¡¯t come in.  Now it looks like it has become a private school for those second- and third-rate officials. I'm afraid it's worse than that!  The people who came here were all a bunch of little bastards who were vain, full of fat, said they had done all kinds of evil, and said they were too young to be sneaky.  I am the supervisor of the Imperial Academy, so why should I be such a shameful teacher here?

    However, the shame in my heart can only be kept in this room. When I leave the gate of the Imperial College, I have to pretend to be a stinker.  He said that he was the president of Central University and a top expert in the country, and no one dared to neglect him.

    After reading for a long time, Sun Shi felt his mouth was dry. He picked up the tea bowl in front of him and took a sip. He sighed: "The Analects of Confucius is a sincerity that is true to the words of the saint. Disciples have no other choice but to follow it."  If you work hard in the future and persevere, you will definitely become a virtuous person!"

    What he means is that Confucius¡¯ words are all wise sayings. As long as you follow them, even if you insist on practicing them throughout your life, you can become a wise man.

    These were the words of encouragement from the old gentleman. Sitting in the front row, his most valued disciples, Pang Yuanying, son of Pang Ji, and Du Houze, son of Du Yan, listened very carefully and nodded to express that the teacher had spoken well.

    Seeing this, Sun Shi felt a little more comfortable. He also closed his eyes and nodded to communicate with each other.  Unexpectedly, a "ha" sounded from the opposite side, disrupting this brief tacit understanding.  Sun Shi looked up unhappily, and it was Xue Pan who was grinning sullenly with a strange look on his face.

    "Xue Pan, what do you think?" Sun Shi asked calmly, feeling angry but still acting like a gentleman.

    "Master Supervisor, after listening to the lecture just now, I really admire the words of the saint. However, if you say that one can become a virtuous person by practicing one sentence of "The Analects of Confucius", I think it is too much!" Xue Pan stood up obediently and bowed to answer, secretly  He winked at the people below, indicating to see how I would argue with this old man.

    "Where did you go? Tell me, are you familiar with the Analects of Confucius?"

    "Well, my disciple is not talented. I even learned three sentences and practiced them personally, but I couldn't make any progress."?¡±

    "Which three sentences are they?" Sun Shi said in a very disdainful tone.  On the other hand, he picked up the tea bowl, opened the lid, blew it gently, and sipped the tea.  You have to wait for him to say it, and then explain and teach this naughty kid a lesson.

    "Um, it's 'I'll never tire of fine meats, I won't eat meat that's not right, I'll live in a fox fur.' These three sentences!"

    "Pfft!" Sun Shi held a sip of tea in his mouth. After hearing his answer, he couldn't help but spit it out, coughing again and again, and his face became red and swollen.

    "Hahahaha!" The naughty boys below burst out laughing. Even Du Houze and Pang Yuanying were lying on the table, shoulders hunched!  (To be continued)
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