Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 474: School Affairs (Part )
Yan Feiqing pushed open the door as usual to greet the first rays of morning light. There was only a breakfast left on the stone table in the yard. He walked over and picked up an apple. Pei Ye was leaning over the table, writing seriously on a piece of white paper.

Yang Zhenbing was honing his sword moves on the side.

"You seemed to come back very late last night, why did you get up so early today?" Yan Feiqing looked at the young man next to him with indifferent eyes.

"Hurry up." Pei Ye frowned without raising his head.

"You either sleep until noon or stay up all night, which makes your body uncoordinated and your meridians easily disturbed." Yan Feiqing said calmly, "You can learn a set of Taoist health-preserving techniques."

Pei Ye was interested: "What kind of things are there?"

"What do you want?"

"Is there anything that can help people aged seventeen or eighteen grow their muscles and bones?"

"Appearance is determined by fate, wealth and honor cannot be sought."

"Why are you so talkative today?" Pei Ye lowered his head to write again. Yan Feiqing next to him finished eating an apple and picked up a plum.

"Master said that when you wake up, you should know the world first." The Taoist said calmly, "You should ask a few questions about the world every day, so as not to be too pure and easily fall into evil. What did you write?"

Pei Ye rolled his eyes: "You didn't have to ask before."

"You are usually not here at this time, so I always ask Yang Zhenbing." Yan Feiqing picked up another plum and said lightly.

Yang Zhenbing was practicing sword skills seriously without saying a word.

"What about when we weren't here?"

"Then he asked about the plants, insects and birds in the yard."

".I think you have been possessed by evil."

Yan Feiqing tilted his head to look at Pei Ye's paper and read slowly: "Serve the king with virtue"

Pei Ye quickly covered his eyes and looked at him warily.

Yan Feiqing didn't care: "Is this a discussion of Confucius's relationship between ruler and minister?"

Pei Ye raised his eyebrows and loosened his hand hesitantly: "Well, what do you think of the writing?"

Yan Feiqing looked at him with a frown.

In fact, there were only a few sentences in total, because Pei Ye had asked Fang Jidao that this thing should be written in classical Chinese, and it would be best if it had extensive citations. He really racked his brains to come up with a few sentences, and I don't think Xu Chuo would blame him.

As for the content, Pei Ye was more confident because the question was very simple, even a multiple-choice question, and he had the option he wanted to choose.

But Yan Feiqing paused at this time, which made him a little uneasy, thinking that something had gone wrong: ".What's wrong?"

"It's okay, the characters are hard to read." Yan Feiqing said calmly, "Your article is straightforward, which is good. If you want to revise it, you can--"

Pei Ye was waiting for the Taoist to continue speaking, but he looked up at the sun, interrupted his words, and turned back to the recliner.

"." Pei Ye was stunned for a long time before he realized that "a quarter of an hour" had passed.

Sure enough, the man picked up the book and opened it. He was no longer concerned about Pei Ye's sleep problem, nor his schoolwork.

Pei Yeqi put away his books, ink and pen with a smile, packed up his things and left the yard.

I still heard someone behind me say, "Yang Zhenbing."

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"The plums are good. Bring a few more tomorrow."

"Ah."

Imperial College.

After many days, Xu Chuo finally gave a lecture again. Pei Ye came to the university hall where he had been when he first enrolled. Today he arrived quite early, and the hall was still sparsely populated. Fang Jidao was still not in this class, and he would only be seen in the afternoon class. Pei Ye sat down at the edge of the second row and put his books neatly in place.

In fact, he was still thinking about the attractive new sword. The new and cool feeling made him reluctant to let it go. Today, he had been imagining the different ways it would look against the enemy.

But soon a familiar discussion came into his ears again.

".There is no progress at all. I just went to Wuyun Tower last night, and business is still booming. I even met Captain Zhao, a great cultivator of seven lives, and he even asked me if the fish soup was salty enough for me."

"You're not panicking at all?"

"If it weren't for the demeanor of a great general, I would have been worried all day long. This is what a true martial arts master looks like."

"In fact, if you think about it, you will know that the Taiping Cao Gang can take root in the capital and prosper. It is a fantasy for a few people to overthrow it." Someone said, "Look at the Qingzi Gongzi and Wuling sons in the courtyard these days. Who doesn't sneer at them? Look at their attitudes and you will know how this matter will go in the court."

"Lord Di shouted very loudly that day, attracting everyone to go and see. These few days, we found that there was thunder but no rain."

"Hahahaha, don't mention it. I went to the West Pond last night to see the excitement of the 'Ten Days Banquet', and caught a glimpse of the big dragon head from afar - he really had a 'majestic and calm demeanor, and a face as calm as a lake'. If you don't go and take a look, you really don't understand what kind of person he is described in the book!"

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This kind of discussion was not the first time he had heard it. Pei Ye had almost figured out their reasons these days. Some of them were naturally on the opposite side, and they stood on the side of Nan Ya. When talking about the three people who were isolated, they were naturally sarcastic;

Some of the talk was from passers-by. Now, after a few days, the Taiping Cao Gang had become more powerful, and at the Ten-Day Banquet, dignitaries came and went to welcome them, giving a feeling that "the whole capital is helping", especially [Taiping Partridge] Qiu Tianyu. The unshakable Ten-Day Banquet brought a sense of grandeur and distinctive martial arts to the capital. The capital has always rewarded heroes, so in comparison, the three people investigating the case were naturally dull.

There are also those who are opportunistic and try to change their attitude according to the situation. They take advantage of conflicts to step on the other side and curry favor with the powerful people around them, and so on.

This kind of voice inevitably ruined his mood. Pei Ye came out of his sword thoughts. At this time, the school was almost full. Pei Ye recognized many familiar faces of his classmates. At this time, a girl in a light blue silk shirt walked in with a book in her arms. She stopped and looked around the school. Her eyes fell on the seat next to Pei Ye: "My classmate, is this seat taken?"

"Ah, no."

"Thank you."

The girl nodded, gathered her skirts and sat down properly. She was born in a noble family and her temperament and upbringing stood out from the crowd. But she was not like Lu Xiu that Pei Ye had seen, who seemed to come from a higher world. Instead, she looked more like a family of scholars with a strong family background.

Pei Ye actually recognized this girl who looked to be of the same age. It was in the same class, and she always sat in the front row or two. Because of their similar age and unique appearance, she left an impression on him.

Pei Ye sensed clearly that as she sat down, some people started talking louder, some people became quieter, and some people became gentler and more polite.

At this time, she lowered her head and sorted out her books, then turned around and said clearly, "Hello, classmates. Several teachers have left essays for you in the past ten days. Those who have completed them can write the titles and hand them in to me."

Pei Ye was startled, and the school suddenly fell silent. Soon, someone came over with his robes straightened. Sutras were handed in one by one in order. The people who handed them over all bowed politely, and all of them whispered "Thank you, classmate Changsun" or "Please hand it over, classmate Changsun."

The girl returned the greetings one by one.

Soon, three piles of memorial papers of different sizes appeared on the desk. The girl moved the heaviest pile to the ground with some effort, while Pei Ye was a little confused.

He looked at these booklet-like things. He had not attended the previous classes, so he had no idea what they were handing in. Especially the heaviest pile, the thinnest of which had about fifteen or sixteen pages. He wondered which teacher had left this behind.

Seeing that no one came to deliver, he finally couldn't help but say: ".This classmate."

"Huh?" The girl looked back with a pair of warm and bright eyes in surprise.

"Well, I have an assignment for Dr. Xu Chuo here. It's about Confucius' relationship between ruler and minister. I wonder if you would like to accept it?" Pei Ye asked hesitantly.

"Yes, classmate, just give it to me." The girl nodded seriously.

"Oh, that's good." Pei Ye quickly went to his bag to look for the white paper that was written with large characters on it, and said with a smile, "I didn't come to the first few classes, so I don't know what you handed in."

The girl's bright eyes were puzzled: "You didn't hand in anything?" "It's just this discussion about the monarch and his subjects." Pei Ye continued to smile, "Didn't we already receive Doctor Xu Chuo's? I don't see anything here."

"Yes, classmate."

".ah?"

The girl pointed to the heaviest pile and said, "This is Dr. Xu's 'Theory of the Emperor and His Ministers'."

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The girl looked at him with some confusion in her bright eyes. Pei Ye stopped taking out his bag and looked at the girl in front of him quietly.

"That." He was silent for a while and said, "I remember when she gave me the homework, she said that in the "Ba Yi" chapter it says 'the ruler should treat his ministers with courtesy, and the ministers should serve the ruler with loyalty', and in the "Xianjin" it says 'serve the ruler with morality', and we should write according to whether to serve the ruler with loyalty or morality. I don't know, classmate, how do you solve this problem?"

The girl tilted her head and said, "There's nothing easy to explain this question. It can only be explained in three ways."

Pei Ye had stiffened for a moment.

"The first is to examine the meaning of the classics. Although it is said to be 'loyal or moral', in fact, in Confucius' words, they are both the same meaning. The so-called 'serving the monarch with loyalty' does not mean to flatter the monarch himself, but to govern the country with the moral and fulfill one's duties, which is loyalty to the monarch."

"In the chapter "Zilu", Confucius said to the monarch, 'If no one disobeys him, wouldn't it be almost like destroying the country with just one word?' The same logic applies here. If you really choose one side to refute the other, you will not understand the meaning of the classics."

Pei Ye was silent.

"The second is to criticize current politics. As the saying goes, 'serve the king with virtue, and if it is not possible, then stop. You and Qiu can be said to be good ministers.' The political arena is turbulent now, who is a 'good minister'? Teacher Xu wants to see the students' insights."

"The third is to express one's own feelings. These are two sentences from Confucius' discussion of the way of being a minister. From these, scholars can express their feelings freely no matter what path they want to follow. This is a layer that makes the difference between articles." The girl said softly, "In short, the title of this article is very simple and clear. The only difference is how well it is written. Classmate, don't you have to hand in your homework?"

Pei Ye lowered his head in silence and took out the white paper that was less than half written. He covered the first sentence with his hand: "Serve the king with virtue."

The girl looked at the paper in a daze for a while for the first time, then glanced at the boy's face as if to confirm, and then took it hesitantly.

"Well," the girl said after a moment's silence, "if you give it to Master Xu, you need to write your name on it."

"oh oh."

Pei Ye's face flushed and his ears burned. He only heard a very quiet angry voice from the back two rows, which would never be heard by others, but could be heard by the Sixth Life cultivator: "Fuck, how can you flirt with someone even if you pretend to be an idiot!"

"Master, what topics will you assign to me for the Analects in the future? Could you please tell me about them before I write?" After the morning class was over, Pei Ye still followed Xu Chuo to the quiet room, and said the first sentence in a muffled voice.

Xu Chuo looked at him suspiciously: "What's the matter?"

"These things are too complicated." Pei Ye sighed, "I am too stupid."

Xu Chuo looked at him again: "I didn't expect you to be so discouraged."

Pei Ye shook his head silently without saying a word.

Xu Chuo smiled faintly and opened the door: "I think you are used to the sword talent. You want to understand the classics and articles after just a few classes. Others don't need to learn."

".Maybe."

The two chatted as they walked into the house, and the topic still came to the Liguan case.

"The people from the Ministry of Justice that night can't take any action recently." Xu Chuo said.

Pei Ye looked at her.

"If his movements are locked, the assassination attempt on me two years ago will happen again immediately."

Pei Ye frowned solemnly.

"But as long as Di Jiu is here, he can leverage some normal forces, such as the Dali Temple or the Sixteen Guards." Xu Chuo heated up his teacup and continued, "This is why I asked him to take the case - as long as the case is indeed investigated, a Dali Temple Shaoqing will be enough to push it through to the end."

"I don't know how Lord Di is progressing now."

"Be trustworthy when employing people."

"Ah."

The two were silent for a while, and Xu Chuo suddenly asked, "Let me see your article?"

".Give it to that classmate, Chang Sun."

At this moment, there was a polite knock on the door. Pei Ye answered the door and was startled to see that it was the girl who was in the same case with him in the school.

He was holding a large stack of booklets with an expression of some difficulty, and the page about Pei Ye was lightly sandwiched between two volumes.

The girl was a little surprised to see him here, but she shook her head and didn't ask Pei Ye for help. She walked in carrying the child herself.

".Young Master."

"Put it down." Xu Chuo looked up, poured three cups of tea, and gestured to Pei Ye, "Just to introduce you, this is the grandson of the Minister of Rites, Chang Sun Jue, the youngest in the Imperial College who is proficient in all five classics and is very serious about his studies. Chang Sun, this is Pei Ye, who is very good at using a sword."

The two men greeted each other, and when Pei Ye raised his head, he saw Xu Chuo had already shrewdly pulled out the piece of white paper from the pile of documents.

"this is yours?"

".Yes." Pei Ye used his Qi to avoid the heat and drank the tea in one gulp. He bowed and said, "Master, I have another class over there this afternoon. I'll go over first."

"Go."

Pei Ye rushed out.

"Is it really that disgusting?" When there were only two of them left, Xu Chuo smiled and unfolded the page, glanced at it and laughed, "It seems that he has indeed read Mencius."

Chang Sun Jue looked over curiously, and Xu Chuo pointed out to her the young man's "extensive quotations": "If the king treats his subjects as his own hands and feet, then the subjects will treat the king as their own heart and soul. If the king treats his subjects as dirt, then the subjects will treat the king as their enemy."

Changsun Jue nodded hesitantly, but saw that Xu Chuo calmed down after laughing. He looked at these words quietly and remained silent for a long time.

Chang Sun Jue rarely saw this overly beautiful face showing such an expression as if leaning on the railing and gazing into the distance. It was usually calm and composed, with a faint smile.

After a long while, the woman closed the page and sighed, "Great! The sword-eyed snow god cannot be concealed by words. It should be so. This article is selected as exquisite and will be shown to the school."

Chang Sun Jue was stunned. He had not expected such an evaluation. But then he saw Xu Chuo handed it to her and said, "The middle part is full of nonsense that he filled in with his brains. Just look at the first and last two sentences, and you will see his emotions."

Chang Sun Jue looked down and saw: "When serving the lord, one should treat his principles differently and not make plans together."

The girl was stunned for a moment.

But the next moment, in the quietness of the room, she suddenly noticed a heart-pounding silence.

"I won't pass it on." Xu Chuo looked at the last page and calmly changed his words, "If you don't understand the text, you will be punished by copying it ten times."

Changsun Jue was completely stunned, and only then did he move his gaze to the "name" that the young man behind him had added obediently.

"Pei Ye on Confucius's Way of Ruler and Minister."

"——Presented to Master Xu Chu."

(End of this chapter)