Sheng Shi Merciful Light

After breakfast, Wang Ziguang went directly to Wenzhi Academy in the East Wing of the front yard of the Wangfu to go to school.

Wenzhiyuan used to be a small courtyard where Xian Shizi and others studied. Now the third generation of the palace is born one after another. The big academy, and the whole area is semi-independent, becoming a separate small courtyard, with a door directly connected to the outside world.

The first half of the academy is the main building, which is used for classes. There is a small bamboo forest behind the main building. In the bamboo forest are several independent small courtyards, which are the residences of the gentlemen of Wenzhi Academy.The gentlemen invited by the palace are all well-known figures. Although they have their own homes outside, the palace will give each of them a small house for daily rest.

Most of the gentlemen go home after class and go out directly through the east gate, because the whole area is semi-independent from the palace, and gentlemen don't need to report through the gate of the palace, and they can come and go freely.

There are also homeless people like Su Yan.

During his exile for three thousand miles, his family members could not bear the suffering and separated one after another. Only one young son, Su Min, survived.Two years ago, Su Yan returned to Tianjing and became a teacher in the palace. Because he had no money to buy a house, he was discouraged and refused to become an official. He didn't have the official welfare house bestowed by the emperor, so he simply lived in Wenzhiyuan.

His youngest son, Su Min, is nineteen years old and will take the imperial examination the following year.Wen Zhiyuan is a good place for reading. In the north corner of the main courtyard, the prince specially built a three-story library, named Bocai Building, which houses all the books collected by the entire palace over the past few decades.

Su Min was like a fish in water. Apart from going to the Imperial College for classes every day, he spent the rest of his time in the Bocai Building, almost laying down on the floor in the building.

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As long as they are not too sick to get up, the third generation of the Wangfu above the age of five and under the age of 14 must go to Wenzhiyuan to attend classes, and there are also a few relatives' children who attend classes together.All children who are late, absent from class, do not hand in homework, and do not respect the teacher will be beaten by their parents. If the parents do not beat them, then Ding Wang will beat them.So... Wang Ziguang's cousins ​​and relatives' bear children were all there.

On the first floor of the main building is a large reading hall called the Qiuzhen Hall. The windows are wide open, and now they are all open, so the light is very bright.There are five horizontal and six vertical desks, a total of thirty long desks.The other side is separated by a gauze curtain, which is where girls attend classes, and boys are not allowed to enter.

Luckily, Chao-men and women are not so perverted, and girls can go to class together.

Wang Ziguang noticed that there was a small pier under each table, which was still tapered from top to bottom, and there were no comfortable chairs.

According to the fourth cousin Mu Ruoshan, there was an uncle who protested that the stool was not comfortable to sit on, and King Ding gave him an authentic conical stool with a sharp bottom that could stab someone to death. Since then... No one protests that at least there is some space under the head, and it is not easy to sit on the short pier that can hold it without falling down.

Ding Wang said: You don't come to study to enjoy the blessings, and you don't need to use a chair with a backrest. This kind of cone stool requires the person who sits on the top to sit firmly and sit like a clock.

Seriously teach Lao Tzu a lesson!

Wang Ziguang: "..."

This cliff is to prevent sleepiness.Dozed off → couldn’t sit still → fell down → was discovered by the teacher → was beaten up... it’s a ghost if you dare to doze off.

The bear children of the three generations of the palace, the bear children of relatives all sat on the cone stools, and the seats were arranged according to height, from short to tall and slipped backwards.The younger ones sit in the front, and the older and taller ones sit in the back, regardless of seniority, concubines, or grades.

Wang Ziguang is new here, in the second row in terms of age.Four people sat in the six seats, Mu Ruofeng, the tenth Lang Mu Ruofeng, the Twelfth Lang Mu Ruozhen, and a young nephew of the imperial concubine Yang's family all moved one seat to the side, leaving one seat in the second row for To Wang Ziguang.

Block 1 is the location with the best light and scenery.

Block 6 is also near the window, but faces the Denglin Building in the backyard of the palace. King Ding likes to go up to the Denglin Building to peek at his grandchildren reading. King Ding is a leader of soldiers, with excellent archery skills and eyesight...

Therefore, seat 6 is the easiest place to spot small movements... It's like the classroom is near the corridor, you know.

Wang Ziguang thanked him, and when he sat down, he glanced behind him. Sure enough, his cousins ​​were all there, and there were more than 20 relatives and children. Dozing off at the table.

At first glance, Wang Ziguang felt a sense of familiarity rushing towards his face - this scene was similar to the class he was studying in before, but he suddenly realized that he looked at the guy who made up for sleep a few more times...

Dozing off is really nothing.

Cone stool + drowsiness = magic, proper, no discount.

The one who couldn't sit still was the fourth cousin Mu Ruoshan, he was the eldest son of the third uncle Mu Xize, and his mother, Qian Shi, was the niece of the concubine's natal family.

Mu Ruoshan is a grandson who is a monkey child, because the brothers felt sorry for him. He was repaired by King Ding and his father. It is not easy to live to be 14 years old under doubles, so let him sit in the fifth row Seat, don't be seen.There was a nail on his ass, scratching his ears and cheeks non-stop, throwing himself on the back of the brother seated in front, being thrown away, throwing himself again, and being thrown again.

Second cousin Mu Rubai was sitting in the second seat next to Mu Ruoshan, reading a book.From time to time, he used the book in his hand to pat Mu Rushan's shoulder lightly, but it didn't keep him quiet for long.

The eldest cousin, Mu Rusong, is over the age, so he doesn't study in Wenzhi Academy.

Before her husband came, Mu Ruoshan was disgusted to death by the people next to her, and no one would play with him, so she slipped forward with her waist bent, and squeezed her ass onto Wang Ziguang's short pier.The poor little short pier could only bear most of his buttocks, and he was still unstable, but now he squeezed Wang Ziguang almost to the ground.

Mu Ruofang looked like a grown-up, with a straight face: "The fourth brother's seat is not here, please don't disturb my cousin."

Mu Ruoshan is not afraid of him, in fact he is not afraid of anyone, he rolled Mu Ruosong's eyes and said: "Maomao, I just realized that when you are so serious, you really look like big brother, you two are close."

Mu Ruofeng was not angry, and continued to keep a stern face: "My fourth brother and I are related to all the brothers here. How can fourth brother say that? It seems that the brothers are divided."

"I really can't stand you, I apologize, can I just talk casually?" Mu Ruoshan waved his hands impatiently.His mother Qian Shi and Concubine Qian are aunts and nephews, they are lively and social, and they are the most well-informed in the palace, so he casually broke out the latest news, "Brother finally wants to enter the palace to be the companion of King Changle Read, I thought I could relax a bit, but who knows, it shows you. Maomao, please spare me, brother."

Mu Ruofang pouted.

When Wang Ziguang heard about Changle King, he noticed it in his heart, and asked, "My eldest cousin is already sixteen, why do you still want to be a companion?"

Mu Ruofeng also pricked up her ears.

"You don't know, do you?" Mu Ruoshan looked around, showing that he knew a lot, and said proudly, "King Changle is the ninth prince in the palace. He came out of the cold palace at the age of 16. He has never read a book and wrote a... "He scratched the table with his hand, "The writing is so bad that 'dog crawls'. It is useless for the imperial grandfather to teach him, so I have to choose a few children of the same age for him, who can write well and study hard, and enter the palace. Accompany him. The prince, everyone has a companion to study, it’s nothing, but because the king of Changle is old, which minister’s family is willing to send his outstanding children who are fifteen or sixteen years old to prepare for the imperial examination to the palace? Look in the clan, anyway, the clan's children rely on Enmeng, who takes the imperial examination? I'm not boasting, our eldest brother is the most outstanding person among all the clan's fifteen or sixteen-year-old children, he is versatile in both civil and military affairs, so he is the first to be accepted by the emperor. Grandfather has called the roll, and is about to enter the palace." These news came from someone who accidentally surreptitiously surreptitiously under the wall when he was catching grasshoppers last night.He thought that even the servants knew the news... Young people are just at the age of showing off, and they don't understand that some news comes from strange sources, let alone talk about it casually.

Everyone was fascinated by this, and they all commented, "Impossible, how could a prince not be able to write well..."

Wang Ziguang became curious and wanted to find out more.

Mu Ruobai was in the last seat, and said very politely and slowly: "Ashan, grandfather should also find some companions to read with you, to see how well you write 'dog crawling'." But the corners of his eyes were full of smiles and love.

Everyone laughed.

Mu Ruoshan was so shameless that he glared at his second brother, but he had nothing to do with him.

Wang Ziguang comforted: "It's okay, fourth cousin, just practice more."

"Ashan, did you hear that?" Mu Ruobai said.

Mu Ruoshan made a grimace, the problem is that he doesn't like to practice at all: "You really don't know which pot to open and which pot to lift." Mu Ruoshan put her arms around Wang Ziguang's poor little neck, compared them, changed the subject and sighed, "Auntie, don't you?" Why are you willing to feed you? You look skinny, about the same as the fourteenth brother."

The one in the first row who was lying on the gun was Mu Ruochun, the fourteenth man who had just turned 5 years old and had only been in school for a few days.He turned his head, feeling helpless at his fourth brother's scorn, and glanced at his cousin Wang Ziguang. He was indeed thin and small, about the same size as him, and his cousin was seven years old.

Mu Ruochun straightened out her small chest proudly.

Wang Ziguang had no choice but to poke his finger into Mu Ruoshan's armpit, and even scratched it.Mu Ruoshan couldn't take it anymore, she hid with a muffled laugh, then looked innocently at Wang Ziguang with a slightly hurt face.

Wang Ziguang would not feel guilty, he stretched out his index finger with a smirk, and made a gesture of continuing to poke.

Mu Ruoshan stuck out her tongue, reluctantly slipped back, and was slapped on the shoulder by the second brother sitting behind with a book.

Someone yelled, "Mr. is here!"

Just like the effect of "the teacher is here" that Wang Ziguang is used to, the Hall of Qiuzhen became quiet in an instant, and the needle drop could be heard. He stared wide-eyed, trying not to look so sleepy.

Wang Ziguang: "..."

This feeling is so familiar, he has an inexplicable sense of belonging back to the classroom for a moment - he likes it here.

The third generation of the royal family and the bear children of relatives are so "afraid of the teacher", because Ding Wang attaches great importance to the education of his children and grandchildren, and he can't get used to the behavior of disrespecting the teacher. Whether he studies well is a matter of qualifications, and whether he listens carefully is a matter of attitude .

Whoever dares to be disobedient in class and contradict the teacher does not need the teacher to do anything, the prince will hold down the disobedient boy and beat him up, or take off his pants and spank his butt in public.

Pain is second, the key is to be ashamed to death.

Su Yan's skin is dark, because of the hard work after exile, he has completely turned into a farmer with vicissitudes of life, his back is bent, and he is not at all as romantic as he was back then.He is upright and upright, with excellent knowledge. He is recognized by Shilin as a person with real talent and learning. He can be called a "big talent". In particular, he has a good handwriting, which is quite Ouyang's character. He is strict and upright, just like his own handwriting .

Wang Ziguang had never read a book because of his illness, and had never learned anything except Chaoyang occasionally pointing at him to recognize a few lines of "Three Character Classic" and "Thousand Character Classic".King Ding and Prince Xian also specially explained to Su Yan that the child is just right and should not be too strict in the first two months of class.

Wang Ziguang's first day at school.

Su Yan first explained "The Analects of Confucius" to the two rows of cousins ​​in the middle, asked the two rows of cousins ​​in the back to make a policy discussion, and asked Wang Ziguang and the five or six-year-old cousins ​​in the front row to recite the "Eleven Truths" from the first volume of "Sound and Rhythm Enlightenment" , "Twelve Essays", and "13 Yuan", I told Wang Ziguang that if there are any words that I don't understand, I can ask my cousins.

Wang Ziguang couldn't read traditional characters, so he had no choice but to ask. Fortunately, his cousin also knew about his previous physical condition, so he didn't laugh at it, and told him seriously.

Wang Ziguang finally recognized all three confrontations.

Although Wang Ziguang studied in his previous life, although he was smart, he was not very clever. In this small body, he didn't have the ability to open his golden fingers and acquire the ability of "photographic memory". Therefore, he became more patient and obedient, and worked hard.

He repeatedly recited the three chapters of "Sound and Rhythm Enlightenment", earnestly and quietly.The three little cousins ​​in the front row all felt that they had recited it fluently, but seeing that Wang Ziguang had memorized it for the seventh and eighth times, he was still reciting it for the ninth and tenth time, and continued to recite it in a low voice.

Su Yan nodded secretly.

The so-called "read the book a hundred times, its meaning will emerge." It is not an empty phrase. It is not difficult to recite it in a short time. At that time, there is no need to think about it at all, it will emerge naturally.

Behind all the "flashes of inspiration", there is a huge accumulation of knowledge as the basis.

Su Yan has two classes a day, one class of classics and history, and the other class of calligraphy.

Everyone is not allowed to bring waiters, and everyone plays with pens, inks, papers and inkstones by themselves.Wang Ziguang was specially trained by Chaoyang before studying, so there was no joke.

After grinding the ink patiently and calming down, Wang Ziguang picked up a pen and learned to write.

Su Yan paid attention to Wang Ziguang's seriousness, covered the copybook that Wang Ziguang spread out, and wrote the word "Yong" on the paper that Wang Ziguang spread out with his own handwriting, without explaining, let Wang Ziguang practice with light.

Wang Ziguang stretched his neck, and saw that other cousins ​​were practicing calligraphy from copybooks, and he was a little confused.But he has always been a good boy who listens to the teacher, and belongs to the "diligence model" used as a control group in the class, so he didn't ask too many questions, and started to write with a pen.

Picking up and receiving pens all look alike.

This kind of basic brushwork, Chaoyang also taught Wang Ziguang in advance before going to school.

Su Yan would definitely not start teaching from point to point horizontal and vertical.

Su Yan does not teach the basics of the basics.If he is a cowherd boy, he will definitely loosen the rope of the cow, and then "herd the cow to eat grass, how much he can eat depends on whether the cow's legs work hard".

Cows are hardworking, eat more than tied up, and are more free and happy.If he is lazy, he will be hungry, and he will not add feed.

After practicing "Yong" all morning, Wang Ziguang didn't feel itchy to write "one" and "hundred", but in the end because he was used to obeying the teacher, he obediently wrote "Yong".

Su Yan rubbed his chin with a small beard, liked his steady strength, nodded and said: "One hundred 'yong' characters every day, and you can write other characters after practice."

Wang Ziguang nodded.

Isn't it like Da Vinci painting eggs and practicing the basics diligently? He can do it.

He didn't know that Wang Xizhi also wrote the word "Yong" for several years, and finally became a master of calligraphy.