Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

I am ashamed of this attitude...

His eyes were a little red, he endured it, spread his hands and bowed: "Li Si thank you, Mr. Gu."

Chapter 1 and Four: As It Was Back then

The night is fine tonight, the bright moon hangs high, and the white moonlight shines in the sky.

The flower trees in the courtyard look like silhouettes with the moon behind their backs, standing there, swaying with the wind.

On the thin window, the warm color was dimmed by the candlelight in the room, and it was bright at night.

Wearing a black robe, Ying Zichu walked through the corridor with an expression on his face like that of an old man. After a long day, he was ready to go back to his room.

The moonlight shone on the railing beside the corridor, obliquely shining on his opposite body, and stretching his shadow very long.

"Ahem." He coughed a few times for no reason.

His eyes were drawn to a small courtyard by the light.

It was Yingzheng's courtyard.

Zhenger?

Ying Zichu turned around suspiciously, why didn't he rest at this hour?

Thinking, stepping over.

"Bang bang bang."

The door was knocked.

Ying Zheng raised his head from the short note he had recorded.

Just waved off the waiter, who is it this time?

He got up from the bed and walked to the door.

"who?"

The door was opened, and Ying Zichu stood outside, looking extremely tall in Ying Zheng's eyes.

Ying Zheng looked up and saw Ying Zichu, and hurriedly said, "Father."

"No need." Ying Zichu pinched his eyebrows wearily and told him to stand up.

Looking at the candles still burning in Yingzheng's room.

"Zheng'er, it's so late, why don't you rest?"

Ying Zheng turned his head and looked into his room: "Going back to my father, I'm still studying the courses left by my husband, and I still don't understand."

"Oh?" There was a smile in his eyes, and he walked to Ying Zheng's table with satisfaction, picked up the bamboo slips on the table, and looked at it.

Ying Zichu is also from the Wang family, and he can be regarded as a well-read book. He recognized it after just a few glances: "The theory of the Legalists is somewhat obscure, but the master's explanation is quite excellent. You are very useful. Study hard."

"Yes, father." Ying Zheng nodded seriously.

"This, Mr. Gu taught you?"

"No, Mr. Li taught me this."

"Huh?" Ying Zichu raised his brows. It seemed that Li Si was indeed talented, and he asked in confusion, "Then why did you only study Mr. Li's homework and Mr. Gu's?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Ying Zheng's mouth, and he scratched his hair: "Mr. Gu's lecture is very good, I understand everything."

"Don't talk nonsense, Mr. Gu is a great talent, how could you understand everything she taught?"

Ying Zichu frowned, and there was some anger in his tone. In his opinion, this was the child's lie.

Ying Zheng was so frightened by Ying Zichu's words that he shut his mouth.

"You can remember what Mr. Gu taught you."

"take note of it."

"Bring it to me."

"Yes."

Ying Zheng took out a roll of neatly tied bamboo slips from his small table, which seemed to be kept very carefully.

Carefully handed it to Ying Zichu: "Father, please see."

Ying Zichu opened the bamboo slips and read them.

Just the first sentence made him unable to take his eyes off.

"The heaven and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is prehistoric, the sun and the moon are full, and the celestial constellations are arranged."

I couldn't help muttering this text, it was really a catchy rhyme.

I couldn't help but continue to read until I saw the last sentence Gu Nan taught today, leading the troops back to the king.

The meaning is simple and plain, and you only need to explain it a bit, and you can understand it if you want to come to Zhenger.

No wonder Zheng'er said he understood everything.

But this plain meaning is to explain the principles of heaven and earth, ancient times, present, human affairs, and human affairs clearly.

Most importantly, this literary talent is also remarkable.

Such literary talents, so clear and so reasonable, so simple and plain.

It's just that after reading this, I just feel that the meaning is still unfinished, and I thought to myself, it must be unfinished.

Looking at Ying Zheng: "This article is definitely not finished yet. What's next? Didn't you listen carefully?"

Thinking of this, the eyebrows on his forehead are already jumping.

Brother Gu taught him and made such a learned article, this boy is lucky, maybe he is in a trance...

Ying Zheng was shrunk by Ying Zichu: "Sir, I haven't finished my lecture, get out of class is over, so I won't talk anymore."

After speaking, he hesitated again: "Father, I want to ask Mr. Gu to add lessons."

in this way···

Nodding his head slightly, he returned the bamboo slips to Ying Zheng.