Wearing a book to save Ma Wencai

Such a straightforward refusal made Jia Baoyu feel embarrassed for a while.

His smile froze on his face, "Hanzhang, you're just kidding."

Zhu Hanzhang had a pleasant face, the corner of his mouth was about to twitch with a smile, but there was no looseness on his face.

Jia Baoyu walked slowly to her side, whispered softly, and whispered in her ear, "Hanzhang, just say a few words and I'll take you away from school next time."

Ah!

"Really?" Zhu Hanzhang's voice suddenly became louder.

"Really," Jia Baoyu made up nonsense without blushing under the eyes of everyone, "I really want to tell you a few words."

After speaking, he shuddered, always feeling a chill on his back.

"I have a dream. I say to you, my friends, so even though we must face the difficulties soft today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in my heart dream.

I have a dream that one day we will rise up and live out the true meaning of his creed - I hope he can live along life.

……

My existence is because of your existence, my everything, literary talent. "

Zhu Hanzhang became more and more uncertain. She copied Martin Luther's "I Have a Dream" and changed some words in it.

She spoke neither fast nor slow, with the same firmness.

Compared with the last time, this time, she was even more embarrassed, because no one believed in the English language that had not yet appeared, and there was a complete silence.

Most scholars have their eyes above the top, and they don't believe or disdain many things that they haven't seen or heard.

Fortunately, Zhu Hanzhang has a thick skin and has social arrogance.In this case, stabilize your mentality, and recite a poem casually, "You will be the top of the mountain, and you will see all the mountains and small ones."

The audience applauded thunderously and applauded. It seems that people prefer Mandarin to English.

The six arts of ancient gentlemen are all involved. After reciting the poems, they can compare rites, music, archery, imperialism, and mathematics.

The strong always like to compete with the strong. Zhu Hanzhang finished reciting "Wang Yue" by herself, and everyone always pestered her to compete together, but in the next few rounds, she was the last one in everything. Most of them believed that she was a saint who could only read. , also gradually lost interest.

In addition, these people also have special hobbies, such as talking at night, not in broad daylight, and insisting that a large group of people sit together in the middle of the night and talk about cooperating with the king to rule the world.

A group of teenagers who have never seen the darkness of officialdom gather together to talk about their ideals. It is somewhat childish, but unexpectedly romantic.

Ma Wencai sat with her, listening boredly to these people talking about passion, without even moving his brows.

One student spoke eloquently, "Confucianism governing the country is the best principle."

This is a student who advocates Confucianism.

"Such a thought is certainly good, but now, as you have seen, how can the world be peaceful if the king does not rule the country, let alone manage the whole body?"

Some truth.

"Then what do you think?"

"Do nothing."

Ma Wencai frowned, and whispered in Zhu Hanzhang's ear, "Idiot."

Nowadays, Confucian culture is gradually declining, Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism are popular, and various cultures are mixed with each other.It is still a small number of people who express different opinions so straightforwardly as Ma Wencai.

Zhu Hanzhang turned sideways slightly, and asked in his ear, "Didn't you not come? Why are you here again?"

"When did I say that?" He looked innocent, as if telling the truth.

"You said it," Zhu Hanzhang clearly remembered. When she called Ma Wencai to come to the temple to discuss the Tao, the man refused her impatiently.

The man continued to play tricks: "You remember wrongly."

"without you--"

"Be obedient, it's because you remembered wrongly." His voice was a little lazy, as if coaxing a child.

"you……"

Zhu Hanzhang wanted to say something else, but was called out by name, "What's your opinion?"

She stood up in a daze, and repeated: "What's the best idea?"

Marvin was sitting next to her, his body shrugged with laughter, as if he was watching a joke.

People with discerning eyes saw that she was not listening seriously, so they wanted to go up and explain for her.

Probably because of the blood relationship, Zhu Yingtai had an inexplicable affection for her, so she stood up first.

Just before Zhu Yingtai opened her mouth, Ma Wen grabbed her shoulders, pushed her to sit down, and spoke first: "Can you have any good ideas? In today's country, you can just talk about it?"

A group of scholars were silenced by this sentence.

Zhu Hanzhang witnessed with his own eyes that Zhu Yingtai wanted to rescue her, but was blocked by Ma Wencai, and felt somewhat uncomfortable.It seems that Ma Wencai is a little naive when it comes to liking people, and insists on attracting other people's attention.

Zhu Yingtai sat down embarrassingly, racking her brains to think if she offended him somewhere?

One student couldn't understand what he said, and argued: "Now we gather together to make plans for the future. As far as I am concerned, it is empty talk to go to Beijing next year to catch the exam."

This person is the second to last in the other five competitions during the day.

Just a simple translation, I will pass the exam next year, and what I said then will not be empty talk.

Ma Wencai snorted, "If you are full of Confucian culture, you can pass it? With your small body that can't bear it, if you can pass by memorizing a few poems, then how easy this exam will be."

Zhu Hanzhang: I think you are insulting me.

"you……"

Student: You can't make a character attack!

The student's face turned red. He would never have imagined that someone would scold him outright during the night talk.Then, he coughed a few times and passed out from the gas.

Someone was more sensible and asked Ma Wencai, "What do you think?"

He only said one word: "War."

The man's eyes fell on his face, he studied it a little bit, and sat down silently.

In fact, everyone present looked down on Ma Wencai's words. After all, he was a scholar and looked down on force, but he couldn't bear to scold him, so he had to persuade himself in his heart that he was a reckless man.

Ma Wencai sat down leisurely, and when he was about to finish, he explained to Zhu Hanzhang in a "considerate" way: "You are different."

On the way back, we all went together.Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai walked in front side by side, Ma Wencai followed behind, Zhu Hanzhang and Jia Baoyu were at the rear.

"I didn't expect someone to be weaker than me, but after being refuted, I passed out."

Thinking of the last one who was stunned, Zhu Hanzhang nodded in agreement: "Indeed, a big man is too stingy."

Jia Baoyu suddenly remembered something, and took a deep look at her.

"By the way, don't forget..." Zhu Hanzhang lowered his voice.

"It's natural. Once a man speaks a word, it's hard to follow him."

"Well."

Where they didn't notice, Ma Wen gradually distanced himself from Liang Shanbo.

Before he knew it, Zhu Hanzhang stayed in the academy for two months.In the past two months, Ma Wencai and Liang Shanbo have been at odds.Especially in class, at this time, the master who is a Confucian teacher will always come out to punish them.

It was Zhu Hanzhang who was even worse. She couldn't adapt to today's culture and was punished even worse.

After a long time, the three were actually fined out of the "revolutionary friendship".

It is really "revolution" and "life".

For example, tonight, the three were fined again.

The reason is that Ma Wencai refuted the Master's thoughts, and Liang Shanbo rarely agreed with his views, but was punished by the Master for copying the book with the words "unreasonable".

As for Zhu Hanzhang, she was the one who happened by the way, because "it is better to copy it after reading it a hundred times. Writing more and reading more will help you understand."

"It's all your fault, Mr. says what he says, why do you like to fight against him!" She abandoned her pen angrily, "I also have a temper, I won't copy today, no matter what I say, I won't copy! If you get beaten, you get beaten, I don't care."

After finishing speaking, he ran to watch the moon with Zhu Yingtai.

The moon in the night sky is shining very dazzlingly, but it is not the moon in people's minds.

Zhu Hanzhang propped his chin, thinking why people always say that the light of the moon is not as dazzling as the light of the sun.But obviously the light of the moon is too bright and bright.

The night is getting darker, watching the moon and thinking about relatives, Zhu Yingtai is homesick.

She poured out a glass of wine, held it up high to the moon, made a salute, and drank it with her head raised.

Afterwards, she also poured a glass for Zhu Hanzhang, and the wine was poured out along the mouth of the jug, and it was coated with a layer of light under the moonlight, adding some stars.

"I want to cross the river, but the river is deep and without beams."

Zhu Hanzhang was convinced that Zhu Yingtai liked Liang Shanbo.

Therefore, Marvin has no chance.Zhu Hanzhang picked up the wine glass and poured it into his throat.She didn't know how she felt at this moment, the indescribable happiness, or sadness, or sadness.

When she was half awake, someone took the wine glass from her hand.

There was a scent of pine flowers on his body, and he didn't know which tendon was wrong, so Zhu Hanzhang got up and raised his hands to cover his ears.It was already late at this time, but she still persistently covered Ma Wencai's ears.

She thought, in this case, the words would not be able to penetrate into his ears.In this way, he cannot hear.

Marvin pinched her face, forcing her to recover.

But the effect is not obvious.

He said helplessly, "You still have nineteen copies of the book."

"Ok?"

Zhu Hanzhang suddenly became sober, she retracted her arms and put her hands behind her back obediently.

With a smile on the corner of Ma Wencai's mouth, he put the wine glass on the slate table, "Why are you drinking?"

Turning to face Zhu Yingtai and said: "You are drunk."

The night was just right, and Ma Wencai and Zhu Yingtai looked at each other. In Zhu Hanzhang's eyes, there were pink bubbles around the two of them.

"I..." Suddenly, Zhu Hanzhang's eyes were filled with tears, "Did you hear that?"

"What did you hear?"

Hearing that she has someone she likes; hearing that she wants to go home with the person she likes; hearing...

"I said, I want to cross the river, and the river is deep and without beams." Zhu Hanzhang fainted, and said it outright.After all, it's a sad word, so don't hurt someone's pure heart.

It may be caused by the moonlight, or it may be caused by emotions. When Zhu Hanzhang said this, he did not hesitate.

Jiu Jiner came up suddenly, Zhu Hanzhang closed his eyes, stumbled, and Ma Wen reached out to pick it up.There was a warm breath between his neck, exuding a little restlessness.

"..."