[Comprehensive] Daiyu's live broadcast routine

Yingzheng has become a celebrity, and at the same time, that mysterious woman Zhao Ji who was rumored by everyone—that is, Daiyu herself.

Although Daiyu herself didn't want to be famous at all, she couldn't bear the fact that her question was too deceitful. Not only did the children in their teenage years get blood all over their faces, but also some of the wives' faces were covered in blood.

The thing is like this, after the Mohist master couldn't solve the problem, he took the problem and turned to find the Confucian master. Where did the Confucian master see this?I usually know that those who come to Quora will also go, either reasoning or playing the piano, and quickly waved their hands to show dizziness, and then pointed at the Fajia master who was reading a book with a sullen face; the Fajia master is usually thinking about how to make the country flourish. , I have no interest in these counting things at all, this thing can neither govern the country nor secure the country, I was so panicked when I used it to eat it back, I threw the pot to the other side, bowed my head and pinched my fingers to count the positions of the stars to judge auspiciousness The yin-yang master; the yin-yang master took it over and took a look, oh, good stuff, oops, I dug a hole, but unfortunately there is no formula, it is easy to solve with the formula, so I waved my hands and gave up; helpless So, the Mohist master had no choice but to find a Taoist master. Unfortunately, this man is obsessed with metaphysics, and everything he does reveals the intention of "I will live enough if I take it lightly". On the contrary, he gave the answer after looking at it without saying a word, but after the answer was a rather speechless sentence: "Tao can be said, very Tao, name can be named, very famous..."

So, the masters of the Mo family fled and rushed to send the answer to the previous masters. After reading it, the masters still didn’t understand why, so they asked who was full and had nothing to do to make up such a stupid topic. Come here to play tricks on people's minds?

The master of the Mo family touched his head and smirked: "It's the prince's mother. If the prince can't do it, ask me this question. I think this question is very good. Even I can't do it!"

Confucianism & Legalism & Yin-Yang School & Famous School &... School: (Indifferent face JPG.)

"Okay, now that the answer has been obtained, do you want to take a look?" Master Mo's face was full of interest, and the sense of accomplishment and pride on his face couldn't be stopped.

Confucian Master: As expected of the Mohists, this spirit of chivalry and serving the country and the people is really helpless and admirable ~ Onmyoji Master: Only this kind of spirit can research things, like Confucianism, they will talk about great principles Can adding some formal activities really make a difference?

Famous Master: Hehe, I will never use this thing in my life, and it is not a meal. (roll eyes)

Taoist Master: No one can understand our school of thought... Alas, who made these seem like pediatrics to me?I can only make some half-mysterious ones to stun you!

Master of Legalism: It turned out that Mrs. Zhao asked this question, hey, is this equivalent to the harem meddling in politics?No, I have to talk to the king.

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The minds of a group of masters changed several times in an instant, but the only unanimous thought was that the prince's biological mother, Mrs. Zhao, was an extraordinary woman.

In just one day, Daiyu's "famous name" spread throughout the court, and the two questions she asked were naturally talked about by everyone.

At this moment, Daiyu, who knew the truth, was hitting Yingzheng's palm with a feather duster again and again, and asked with red eyes while beating, "Do you know it's wrong?"

"Zheng'er doesn't know!"

Ying Zheng raised his head and said stubbornly, the tears in his eyes looked pitiful, but he blushed and refused to let them stay, making him look like a steamed bun, looking at the millet and millet standing around Gu felt distressed and angry.

"You!" Daiyu lost her temper with anger, "Zheng'er, do you know that telling your mother out will not do you any good, but will only bring death to us, mother and son? You know, you Those who have no intention of listening to the words are fine, and those who are interested can completely spread rumors about your mother. I intend to 'train' you. At that time, someone will read a book about you and me, saying that my mother is a woman. How do you ask the king to deal with it? This is not a trivial matter Son, Zheng Er, you can’t just follow your temper! What’s more, Niang claimed that she was just a dancing girl who could not read big characters. How did the dancing girl know all these things? Your life is in danger, Zheng'er, you are also afraid of being implicated!"

Daiyu deliberately spoke seriously, until she saw that Ying Zheng's face turned slightly pale, then she slowly restrained the expression of bitterness and hatred on her face, nodded secretly in her heart, but said on the face: "It's true that my mother hurts you very much." It hurts, but if you don’t hit you, the next time you do it again, the crime you suffer is not as simple as a little pain. Mother is just a woman, how can she fight against this monstrous power? If your father is really angry If you can unite with those ministers, your mother and I can be crushed to death with one finger, so Zhenger, how are you going to deal with yourself here?"

Ying Zheng was already extremely intelligent, how could he not understand Daiyu's words, it's all because he was too reckless, he added his mother in a moment of complacency, what was the difference between men and women when he was thinking?Although Niang is a woman, she knows much more than those men, so why can't women be famous in history and be passed down as good stories?So he said it in front of everyone, speaking forcefully and proudly.

He didn't expect such consequences at all!

In the end, we all blame the damn system!

If only there were a social system that didn't discriminate against women...

Ying Zheng thought silently in his heart, tears disappeared unconsciously, and whispered: "Mother, I know my mistake. I will never do it again."

"If you know your mistakes, you can correct them. There is nothing good about being good." Daiyu patted his head, and was about to lead Ying Zheng back to give him medicine, when Ying Zheng said, "Although I was wrong, I was the only one who was about to make a mistake. If we do it all over again, without mother's worries and worries, Zheng'er will still say such things."

Daiyu was stunned.

"Because in Zheng'er's eyes, there is not much difference between men and women. Mother is a good example in Zheng'er's heart. If there is no such foresight, Zheng'er will still tell the truth."

Ying Zheng said seriously.

"It's a good thing to have your own opinions and ideas, but you have to wait until you have the strength to practice them." Daiyu knelt down and brushed Yingzheng's hair, "Now, what you have to do is how to get compliments from your master And praise, so that they are willing to give you the good academics that have been brewing for many years, understand?"

"My child understands." Ying Zheng stared at Daiyu's starry eyes, his cheeks flushed a little.

When Ying Zheng went to class the next day, his two little hands were wrapped in strips of white cloth, which looked like two round and plump steamed buns.Today's class is the master of the Yin-Yang family. At this time, there are not many female masters in the Yin-Yang family, and those who stay in Qin, the "country of tigers and wolves", are naturally male masters.As a result, as soon as Yingzheng entered the room with his book bag, the master stared at his two round hands and asked, "Prince, what's wrong with your hands?"

"It's okay, I just accidentally fell down yesterday and cut my palm, so I wrapped it up." Ying Zheng lied without changing his expression.

The master of the Yin Yang family squinted his eyes, and didn't get serious with him about this trivial matter. After a little calculation in his heart, he knew what was going on. He nodded slightly on his face, and turned sideways to let Ying Zheng return to his seat. Review your homework, and start class when everyone is here.

Different from the Mohist masters, the masters of the Yin-Yang family talk about things that are more practical. There are no big principles or great ambitions. Because everyone is just starting to learn Yin-Yang and gossip, so we start with the simplest question of "gossip" learn from.

What is the simplest gossip?Naturally, it is a hexagram.

However, different from Yingzheng’s daily rote memorization, the masters of the Yin-Yang family taught it very simply. Starting from the birth of Taiji Liangyi, Liangyi is a combination of Yin and Yang, and a combination of Yin and Yang. It becomes the four images, and if the four images are added, it becomes the gossip.

The hexagrams are drawn from bottom to top, and the formula for drawing hexagrams is also very simple: Qian San Lian, Kun Liu Duan, Yang Yang Yu, Gen Covering the Bowl, Li Zhong Xu, Kan Zhong Man, Du Shang Qu, Sun Xia Du Du.Ying Zheng memorized everything after reading it once. The rules of gossip are so simple that almost all the students present memorized it after reading it once and copying it.

The master of the Yin Yang family nodded in satisfaction, and then began to teach the 64 hexagrams without saying a word.

Ying Zheng: So this is the legendary cramming education.

However, Ying Zheng was not angry either, and he followed his master to roughly learn all the 64 hexagrams in the following time.With one hour left before the end of get out of class, the master began to tell them the simplest application of gossip.

"These eight hexagrams were originally used to observe changes in the sky. Then, I will start with the first hexagram..." The master of the Yinyang family, with a white beard on his face, rubbed and popularized his " Meteorological Analysis".

Ying Zheng: "..."

Is there any use for me to learn this? !

However, Yingzheng is the only one in the class who can show such a shocked expression. The other children are studying very seriously, even the top student in the exam all the year round. Start work, holding a black pen in one hand and a vermilion pen in the other, the handwriting is not messy, the handwriting is beautiful and has a strong character → it is estimated that the note-taking of later generations also started from this person.

Ying Zheng was envious, jealous, and hated. His handwriting couldn't be said to be unattractive, but it was too sharp. Teachers don't like this kind of handwriting. On the first day of class, he saw a student's handwriting that was a bit sharp. He was criticized by the Confucian master, and the next day when he took his homework to show his father, the Confucian master just happened to speak ill of the student who showed his sharpness in writing.

Ying Zheng:  …

So since the class, he has been able to write what is in his mind and never write it on the bamboo slips. The homework he teaches is also written in limp words, so the masters nicknamed his handwriting-"Crawling Body" ".

"Ah, prince, how did you draw this hexagram? Why are the three strokes of the Qian hexagram of Houtian gossip drawn so weakly, and they are still connected together?! No, no, you have to redraw it. Come on, let me give you a picture Bamboo slips, draw the Houtian Bagua again."

Saying so, the master of the Yin Yang family took out a roll of clean and brand new bamboo slips from his sleeve and handed it to Ying Zheng, asking him to draw it again.

Ying Zheng curled his lips, and re-wrote the gossip silently with "crawling body", so that the master couldn't scold him, and he couldn't scold him, so he could only sigh and shook his head: "Prince, you will learn Yin-Yang art in the future, but you can't do it right?" Difficult."

"???" Ying Zheng was full of question marks.

"I can only teach you these theoretical things. If it is practical, I can't teach you at all. If any of you can thoroughly study "Book of Changes" this year, I will I recommend one of you to go to our Yin-Yang Family Headquarters to formally study!" The master dug a big hole, and hid a cake made of unknown materials in it, waiting for this group of inexperienced children to eat.

Then, Ying Zheng raised his hand high: "Teacher, can I not take the exam?"

All the children in the school looked at him like a fool, but Ying Zheng completely ignored him, and still looked at the teacher seriously.

"Hey, if you don't want to participate in the selection, then don't take the test, but you still have to take the class on weekdays, but the test is... just exempted." The master really didn't want to talk to this ugly brat anymore, Let me start by telling you some Yin-Yang family's understanding of gossip, which is more profound here. Many children have fallen asleep listening to it. Only Ying Zheng and the others are looking at the master on the podium in high spirits, without blinking their eyes.

Onmyoji Master: Don't think you sleep with your eyes open and I don't know!

After class, Ying Zheng happily went back to Daiyu's palace with a light and flimsy book bag on his back, but when he saw the conversation between Daiyu and Ying Zichu hiding a knife in his face, he couldn't help shivering, and walked forward: "Mother, Zheng'er is back."

"Zheng'er, come here." Daiyu asked Ying Zheng to walk in front of her, "What have you learned today? How is your master?"

"Today I learned the Houtian gossip and Jiugong, and roughly talked about the 64 hexagrams composed of two gossips." Ying Zheng was always strict in front of Zi Chu, without any arrogance.

Daiyu didn't care about these things, she just thought that there was a small conflict between the father and son, so she nodded, "That's right, how do you think you've learned?"

"Zheng'er can recite it after reading it." Ying Zheng said bluntly.

"Hehe, this is terrible. You can know all 64 hexagrams in one go?" Zi Chu couldn't believe it. He just wanted Ying Zheng to recite it to him, but Daiyu stepped on his toes, and his face was in pain. To put it bluntly, I had no choice but to bite my mouth and strangle this idea in the bud.

But in the distant ancient Greece, when Ximen Chuixue went to the market again, he didn't meet the lame peddler again. He narrowed his eyes and led the crowd to a barren land following the imprint of his spiritual sense that he left on the peddler. superior.

A group of people walked into a large lush forest, and after going deep into the woods and walked for a few minutes, they heard a nice female voice saying: "Oh, Xie Like, why do you eat too much again, look at you, fat It's not at all like a normal..."

Before the girl could finish her words, a cold male voice asked, "Are you the peddler's daughter?"

The silver-haired blind girl froze for a moment, "You are..."

"I made an appointment with your father to fetch the stone, but he broke the contract." Ximen Chuuxue lied expressionlessly, completely ignoring the embarrassment and uneasiness on the girl's face.

"Oh, stone. Wait a moment." The silver-haired girl murmured a few words into the ear of the fat silver unicorn in front of her, and then suddenly stuffed a bunch of carrots into its mouth, only to hear "Pfft!" With a few bangs, the fat animal dropped a large pile of colorful stones from behind its buttocks, and the energy fluctuations emanating from it were the same as the red magic stone that day.

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