The best county magistrate

The next day.

Yang Xuanchen woke up in his own bed. When he thought of Butterfly’s resentful face last night, he always felt a little sorry for her.

After saying hello to the two women at home and asking them to make good arrangements for the auction in a few days, he went to the East Palace alone.

"To restrain oneself and return to propriety is benevolence. Once one restrains oneself and returns to propriety, the world will return to benevolence."

"Here, 'self-control and restoration of propriety is benevolence' means that we should restrain our own selfish desires..."

The ups and downs of Grand Tutor Murong's voice came from Wenhua Palace.

Yang Xuanchen, with a wry smile on his face, quietly sat down next to the eldest prince Zhao Yanli.

"Young Master Yang, you should be a role model for others and be self-disciplined. Moreover, you and I are the eldest prince's teachers, so we should set an example. You are late every day..."

Seeing Grand Tutor Murong puffing his beard and glaring, Yang Xuanchen bowed quickly and said, "Grand Tutor Murong is right. I will keep it in mind."

"Old Master, how do you think the eldest prince's studies are doing recently?"

"How about your studies?"

When this matter was mentioned, Grand Tutor Murong was obviously unable to suppress his anger, "What kind of things did you teach? The eldest prince used white phosphorus to scare the palace maids and eunuchs every day."

"When you went to Jiangzhou, you almost scared the Queen Mother to death. I haven't settled the score with you yet!"

Yang Xuanchen stared at Zhao Yanli, who was trembling with his head down, with wide eyes, and was extremely angry.

The ruler hanging around his waist appeared in his hand at some point, making snapping sounds.

"Zhao Yanli! You are so brave!"

"Hands out!"

Clap clap clap.

After being beaten with the stick for more than ten times, Zhao Yanli, despite the pain, kept saying that he would study hard and would never do stupid things again.

"Old Master, you see, I have punished him and beaten him, please don't be angry with a sixteen-year-old child."

Seeing Yang Xuanchen's fierceness, Murong Bo got so angry that his old face turned red.

Damn it, I want to settle accounts with you. What the hell did you mean by beating up the eldest prince?

Don’t you have any ideas in mind?

"Yang Xuanchen, come out with me!"

After following Murong Bo out of the house, Yang Xuanchen was scolded before he could react.

The main point is that Yang Xuanchen is not doing his job properly and has no ambition to make progress. If he continues like this, Grand Tutor Murong will ask for an imperial decree to depose Yang Xuanchen from his position as Junior Secretary.

He had heard the same old stuff so many times that he was no longer afraid of it.

When Yang Xuanchen saw Murong Bo finished speaking, he spoke quietly.

"Old Master, have you ever thought about a question?"

"What's the problem?" Murong Bo raised his eyebrows, wondering what you were going to say.

"You see, the eldest prince is very fast at learning other things, but he just can't get into plain old literature like the Four Books and Five Classics."

"Shouldn't we find a way to teach instead of just following the old rules?"

It's not that Murong Bo hasn't thought of a solution. He has tried many methods. But Zhao Yanli is like a stupid cow. No matter how he plays the piano for him, he just won't listen.

Seeing that he seemed to be thinking about something, Yang Xuanchen immediately became active.

"Old Master, how about this? Let's use the Book of Songs as an experiment. You give it to me, and I guarantee that the eldest prince will be able to recite it backwards by early March."

"Can you do it?" Murong Bo was a little unconvinced that he could do it.

"There are many ways to learn. It doesn't matter what the method is. As long as you can learn, it's fine."

"Look at those students in the academy, especially Dai Lumao. They are talented, right? They are familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, but they still talk about you and me all the time."

"Let's take a look at the eldest prince. He's much more polite."

Yang Xuanchen guided Murong Bo step by step so that Zhao Yanli could change his way of learning.

Unexpectedly, this statement aroused his anger.

"If you hadn't mentioned Dai Lumao, I wouldn't have remembered that the eldest prince was always so rude. Did you teach him to do that?"

I laughed, Yang Xuanchen glanced at Zhao Yanli in the room, he was full of hatred in his heart.

Damn it, you don’t learn good things. The more you learn this kind of things, the better you get at it.

He touched his nose and laughed a few times, "I swear! It's definitely not me. It must be Dai Lumao's outstanding performance in the state banquet and literary competition that made the eldest prince remember it."

"You see, this is a good example. To learn, you need to find an opportunity that is impressive. Only in this way can you learn."

Murong Bo stroked his beard and narrowed his eyes. Although this and that was not very elegant, at least Zhao Yanli had learned it. It was better than talking nonsense all the time.

"Okay, okay, I'll give you a few days. If the eldest prince can't recite the Book of Songs by early March, I will definitely..."

"Ah! Old Master, don't worry, leave it to me! Just wait and see." Yang Xuanchen interrupted Murong Bo in a decisive tone.

After the two of them finished talking, Murong Bo no longer had the mood to continue teaching and ended the class early.

It was not until Zhao Yanli cheered that Yang Xuanchen realized that what he had just said seemed unnecessary.

"Teacher, you are the best. I have known for a long time that you care about me."

"Learning all this is useless. I'd rather learn melting point, boiling point, addition, subtraction, multiplication and division."

Yang Xuanchen curled his lips. Although he didn't have a good impression of the Four Books and Five Classics, these things were compulsory courses in this era, so he still had to learn them.

Modern learning methods and content may not be suitable for Zhao Yanli. Teaching is something that needs to be done step by step to find a suitable breakthrough.

He thought about it for a moment and decided that he should let Zhao Yanli learn the Four Books and Five Classics well, otherwise he would go back on his word as he had made to Murong Bo.

"Yan Li, I went to Jiangzhou a few days ago, which delayed your studies a lot."

"I came back this time, firstly to let the old master rest for a few days, and secondly to help you make further progress. However, let's change the way and method."

"Let's not go to listen to the music. The spring breeze has been getting warmer these days. Let's call Xiaoxue. I heard there is a Yayun Collection by Qinyun Lake, which is full of literati and poets."

"The teacher will take you to feel the atmosphere of culture!"

When Zhao Yanli heard about going to this sour music festival, his face fell, "Teacher, let's go listen to the music. Don't worry, I'll pay for it."

With a thud, he received a jolt.

"Listen to the music, listen to the music! You only know how to listen to the music. That place is full of prostitutes. Can we be more ambitious and go and tease them... Oh no, isn't it better to appreciate the good girls?"

When Zhao Yanli heard that there was a girl in Yayun Collection, his restless heart started to stir.

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go!"

"Yang Zhen! Prepare the car, quickly prepare the car, go to Zijinzhai to pick up the emperor sister first, we will go to Qinyun Lake!"

Originally, Zhao Xue was not very willing to experience any cultural influence, but when she saw Yang Xuanchen going, she immediately put down the work at hand and jumped onto the carriage.

On the way to Qinyun Lake, Yang Xuanchen taught Zhao Yanli a few verses of poetry and asked him to recite them carefully.

"Guan Guan Jiujiu, in the river island, a graceful lady, a gentleman likes to fight."

"When I go out of the east gate, there are girls like clouds; though like clouds, I do not think of them; in white clothes and scarves, they entertain me..."

"..."

Looking at the confused Zhao Yanli, Yang Xuanchen asked, "Do you remember?"

"Teacher, memorizing this poem is useless, are you sure it can help you get girls?"

I think this boy has a rebellious mentality. In this era, which woman doesn’t love a talented and learned man?

You're pretending to be more elegant and reciting some beautiful words. Are you afraid that no girl will throw herself into your arms?

Yang Xuanchen's plan was to start from Zhao Yanli's current situation of falling in love, and let him know that the Book of Songs was very useful in picking up girls.

This gave him the idea of ​​studying hard.

"You know nothing! Do you believe that if I shout out that I am Yang Xuanchen at the Yayun Gathering, countless girls will rush over to me?"

Zhao Yanli curled his lips, revealing an expression that said, "Really? I don't believe it!"

Oh my god, Yang Xuanchen rolled up his sleeves and took off the ruler.

Zhao Xue on the side covered her mouth and laughed, "Okay, stop making trouble!"

"Yan Li, let me tell you, the three characters Yang Xuanchen now represent the number one person in the literary world of Great Yan. No scholar would be dissatisfied with our teacher."

"But you have to know that our teacher has another name, Shiye!"