Guide to Traveling through the Northern Song Dynasty.

Chapter 84 0079 [A capable Lu Tixue] (for subscription)
All the subordinate staff looked distressed, especially those gray-clothed staff, they didn't come empty-handed, they all had things in their hands.

I have already climbed the mountain once in the morning, fine wine, food, pen and ink... many items, followed by the Ti Xueshi to move up and down.After finally being able to go to Shangbai Village to rest, the mother had just got off the boat and had to go again, so it was better to go to the steeper Heifengzhai.

Really, after a few more days of tossing around like this, the gray clothed officials might join forces and strangle the Tixue envoy to death!

Xiang Zhixian blinked at Bai Zongwang, hoping that he could persuade him.He was supposed to persuade him, but the magistrate was persuaded again, for fear of making the teacher unhappy.

Bai Zongwang hadn't figured out the way of Lu Ti's study yet, so he didn't want to take any risks, he just pretended he didn't see anything.

At this time, Zhu Ming said: "I have learned from you, that Heifengzhai is a long way to go, and I may not be able to reach it until nightfall. Moreover, when the officers and soldiers suppressed bandits, they climbed up the cliffs and attacked at night, burning the bandit's lair to nothingness." , now there is only a piece of ruins. It is really obstructive, and it is impossible for Lu Ti to study the law."

"You can only arrive after dark?" Lu Tixue asked.

"Exactly," Xiang Zhixian said hastily, "The bandit village is far away, and the mountain roads are difficult to walk, so they can occupy it for decades."

Lu Tixue thought about it carefully, and finally let go: "Forget it, I won't go today."

Everyone seemed to be pardoned, and the gray-clothed official in charge of opening the way quickly beat the gong and walked forward, fearing that if he walked too slowly, he might change his mind.

Although Lu Tixue is a literati, he has excellent physical strength. After a lot of tossing in the morning, he is still full of energy.He didn't sit on the sliding pole prepared by the Bai family, but strode with a cane, probably from long-term travel and training.

Walking between the fields, Lu Tixue became concerned about farming again, pointing to the rice in the field and said: "This rice is growing very well, I would like to advise the county magistrate that you are good at farming."

Xiang Zhixian was suddenly praised, and his bones were lightened a few ounces. He was flattered and said: "Agriculture is the foundation of all industries, and the lower officials are not very capable, so they can only try their best to persuade the farmers and do their meager strength for the officials."

Bai Dalang suddenly said, "The rice grown by Mr. Zhu is the best!"

Lu Tixue said with a disdainful smile: "In the remote countryside, where is the husband?"

Bai Zongwang quickly said: "The dog is short-sighted, and when he meets a virtuous person, he calls him a gentleman. He just respects his virtue, and he doesn't have the intention of presumptuousness."

"Oh, what virtue does Mr. Zhu have?" Lu Tixue asked casually.

Bai Zongwang said: "If you want to study, please go over there."

Everyone came to the edge of the experimental field, where the seedlings were obviously stronger.

Lu Tixue praised: "Good field, good rice. But why is there no water in the field? Now is the time for watering and top dressing."

This student envoy actually knows how to farm!

Zhu Guoxiang cupped his hands and said: "The tillering in this field is too vigorous, and the field must be drained to dry the field to prevent the seedlings from continuing to tillering."

"Who are you?" Lu asked.

Introduced to the county magistrate: "This is Zhu Xianggong, the father of Zhu Ming, a scholar of the Eight Elements."

Only then did Lu Tixue look at each other squarely, and asked, "Aren't you afraid that the rice will die if you drain water to dry the fields?"

"Be cautious. When to drain and when to re-irrigate depends on the color of the leaves and the number of stems." Zhu Guoxiang explained.

Lu Tixue became interested: "Let's talk about it in detail."

Zhu Guoxiang immediately took off his shoes and went to the field, rolled up his sleeves and pushed aside the rice leaves, bent down and pointed to the bottom of the seedlings and said, "Please take a look..."

Lu Tixuezhen approached and bent down to look at the rice stalks.

Zhu Guoxiang began to talk about scientific rice planting, and Lu Tixue listened carefully.One spoke enthusiastically, the other listened happily, and completely forgot about the others.

After talking for more than ten minutes, the exhausted subordinates stood on the ridge of the field and yawned from boredom.

There were twenty scholars from the county accompanying them, only a few of them were listening, and the rest were looking around, hoping to find a place to rest early.

But those two talked more and more vigorously.

After talking about rice planting, Zhu Guoxiang continued to popularize agricultural knowledge: "I know that in the Jiangnan area, the land is narrow and there are many people. It is necessary to cultivate to the best of the soil, and there are many methods of interplanting. However, interplanting is not the right method. It hurts the soil and cannot be harvested. I have studied for many years. Get the thirteen methods of interplanting."

"What are the thirteen methods of interplanting?" Lu Tixue was full of interest.

Zhu Guoxiang said: "The first method is to interplant high and short crops. It is difficult to interplant crops of the same height, and they will not grow well if there is insufficient light. Interplanting crops of different heights can allow ventilation and light..."

"The second method is interplanting between shallow and deep. Some crops have deep roots, while others have shallow roots. They take root in the soil, and each takes what it needs, and they can also promote each other..."

"The third method is interplanting with round tips. Some crops have round leaves, and some crops have pointed leaves..."

A total of thirteen interplanting rules were mentioned, and Lu Tixue clapped his hands and praised: "A real farm genius, and he should be called a gentleman!"

"It's absurd to mention learning." Zhu Guoxiang cupped his hands and smiled.

Lu Tixue turned around and asked the principal of the county school: "Professor Qian, do you know where I came from?"

Professor Qian quickly said: "Please learn from me."

Lu Tixue glanced at the twenty accompanying scholars: "I studied under Mr. Qingxi when I was young, Mr. Qingxi learned from Mr. Shiquan, and Mr. Shiquan learned from Mr. Dafang... Mr. Yizhu learned from Mr. Anding! "

This old man said twelve gentlemen in one breath, and Zhu Ming was almost confused.

Until he said the words "Mr. Anding", Zhu Ming finally understood that Lu Tixue was putting money on his face.

Mr. Anding is Hu Yuan, one of the founders of Confucianism.When he was alive, there were more than 1700 disciples and grandchildren. Among the ten new scholars in the early Song Dynasty, four or five were his disciples.

Lu Tixue no longer continued to move forward, but stood on the ridge of the field bragging: "My lineage, abide by the teachings of the ancestors, in addition to understanding the meaning of the scriptures, we also need to learn how to manage affairs. You can see why you should learn Governance?"

"I don't know."

"Please learn from me."

"..."

Officials, professors, and scholars all saluted and asked Lu to learn and teach.

Lu Tixue was very satisfied with this. He stood with his hands behind his back and talked eloquently: "Only after learning the scriptures and meanings can we have tools and can do great things. And to do great things, we must be a governor to do something. Mr. An Ding taught that scholars When I was young, I was studying, and when I was studying the scriptures, I focused on farming and geography."

Good guy, such an incomprehensible guy is actually really capable.He takes Confucian classics as a compulsory course, agriculture as a professional course, and he also takes geography as an elective—no wonder he likes traveling.

Everyone originally looked down on Lu Tixue, but now they listened to him, and they couldn't help admiring him again.

It has to be said that Hu Yuan, the patriarch of Neo-Confucianism, has a very advanced teaching method after hundreds of years.

Hu Yuan listed Confucian classics as a basic course, but at the same time did not let his disciples study hard.He advocates that each has its own nature, that is, whatever you are interested in, then go ahead and study.But you can't be greedy, you should choose a main major, and then choose a sub-major.Whether it is poetry, poetry, or construction and water conservancy, it is best to study thoroughly and pay attention to practice.

Lu Ti learned to be a good teacher, and continued to preach: "When you study, you should not work behind closed doors, you should go out and walk around more. In addition to the scriptures, you should also manage affairs, and don't be a bookworm like that. Farming is managing affairs, and doing business is also managing affairs. I have a friend who is good at carpentry work. You and others feel contemptuous in their hearts, thinking that the carpenter is a plaything? No way! The big waterwheel my friend built can spin hemp without manpower, which is called a supernatural work!"

Ju Ming was overjoyed, and asked, "May I ask you to learn the name of this old friend? I admire him so much, and I want to ask him face to face."

Lu Tixue said with a smile: "My friend's name is Pang Zhen, and his name is Benwu. He is now the Zhijun of Lianshui, and he is far away from Xixiang County."

Pang Zhen?

Zhu Ming has never heard of it, probably buried in the tide of history.

Lu Tixue continued to brag, this time even more nonsense, only talking about his school experience when he was a teenager.He said that he lost his father when he was young, how hard it was at home, and how he studied hungry, so as to encourage all scholars to study hard.

As soon as he talked, he couldn't finish it, and everyone fell asleep listening to it.

Besides, brother, can you change the place?This is on the ridge of the field. It's not easy to stand. Wouldn't it be more convenient to sit and talk at Bai's house?

Lu Tixue didn't care about this, and talked for more than an hour.

After talking about studying, he talked about rushing for the exam, and also talked about the interesting story of setting up a stall in the capital.

Zhu Ming whispered to his father: "Dean Zhu, you used to speak at school, is this the state?"

Zhu Guoxiang also became impatient, and complained: "When I speak in public, I basically control it within half an hour. This man, with the demeanor of our principal, can talk for two or three hours without drinking water. Lu Tixue The official position is equivalent to the Minister of Education...?"

Zhu Ming said: "The power should be greater. He directly takes orders from the Ministry of Education and does not need to give any local officials a good face."

"what!"

After listening for a while, Zhu Ming covered his mouth and yawned quietly. He was almost falling asleep.

Na Lu Tixue continued to brag: "When I was not in the imperial examination, I had the honor to meet Mr. Dongpo..."

Hearing Su Shi, Ju Ming cheered up.

Lu Tixue beamed with joy and said: "Mr. Dongpo is good at poetry, and he also knows how to eat food. Pork is something that ordinary people don't know how to cook. Mr. Dongpo has a unique way of cooking pork. I can eat it. It is delicious and delicious." It’s not greasy, it’s really a fairy thing in the world. Is there pork here? I’ll give it a try and cook it for the masters myself.”

What the hell?

We were talking about rushing for the exam just now, but now we have to cook pork again?

Xiang Zhixian scolded his mother in his heart, despising this old man as hard to serve.

Zhu Guoxiang said to his son in a low voice: "This student advisor, it seems like you, is a little bit crazy, he thinks about it as soon as he thinks about it."

Zhu Ming rolled his eyes and said, "Thank you for your absurd praise."

Bai Zongwang called his son: "Go back quickly, save some pork and don't use it in the pot!"

Bai Dalang said worriedly: "I'm afraid it's already under the pot."

"Then kill another pig!" Bai Zong looked down and shouted.

It was already too late, Lu Tixue strode forward and was going to cook Dongpo pork for everyone immediately.

Bai Zongwang quickly said: "To mention the appearance of learning, Zhu Chenggong, a scholar of the Eight Elements, wrote an article in Mongolian called "San Zi Jing". Please also ask Lu Ti to learn elegance and integrity!"

Lu Tixue stopped in his tracks: "How can Mongolian script be called a scripture? Take a look at it quickly. If the writing is not good, I will reprimand you."

Zhu Ming had been prepared for a long time, and immediately took out a few pieces of paper.

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