Do you know that it starts with Meng Tong?

Anyway, other than here, there is no better choice for a while.

This Sun Zhigao is a scholar after all, he should have some real talent, right?

Chapter 7 Tongsheng Sitting in the Pavilion

At this time, the students in the lecture hall had not yet arrived, but Sun Zhigao didn't care and was about to start teaching: "Today we will teach "Zengguang Sages of the Past". Those who have the book will take it out and read it by themselves, and those who don't have the book will read it with their classmates. One."

The students below looked at each other in shock and began to whisper.

"I only studied half a volume of "Da Xue" yesterday. My husband also said that he would take the exam in class today. Why did he start studying "Zeng Guang Xian Wen" again?"

"Oh, I'm afraid I'm still hungover and have even forgotten what I said."

"It's broken. I only brought "University" and "Zengguang Xianwen" is still in the book box in the dormitory. I don't know if it's too late to return it now."

"Forget it, don't bother, come over and read a book with me."

The students in the hall complained to each other and reluctantly moved their seats to read books with familiar classmates.

Wei Chen had just entered the free school, and he had not yet gone to the dormitory to put his luggage. The book box was at hand, and inside it was a copy of "Zengguang Xianwen" left by Wei Mingzhao, which saved him a lot of trouble.

When he took out the book, he happened to hear the people around him whispering about Sun Zhigao, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times.

Mr. Sun really didn't disappoint me. He could even forget what he said. I'm afraid he was drunk and stupid...

At this time, Sun Zhigao started class.

"In the past, virtuous writers taught you earnestly."

"In the past, virtuous writers taught you earnestly."

"Collect rhyme and add prose, see more and learn more."

"Collect rhyme and add prose, see more and learn more."

……

Sun Zhigao's teaching method is very routine. During the whole class, he basically reads a sentence and then asks the students to follow it with their heads shaking.

Sometimes students asked him questions when they encountered doubts, but he would not answer them and would even reprimand the students who asked the questions.

At the end, Sun Zhigao roughly explained the main idea of ​​the article, but he still followed the text, making the students below him feel drowsy.

After teaching for less than half an hour, Sun Zhigao casually assigned some homework and then disappeared.

As soon as Sun Zhigao left, the atmosphere in the lecture hall suddenly changed. The students who had been drowsy just now suddenly became energetic.

Sheng Changgui slapped the table and shouted: "Come on, let's do homework for four people!"

His three followers immediately came over with a smile, took out the horse tag, piled copper coins on the table, and started to play the horse tag.

Wei Chen's eyes widened as he watched from the side: "It's okay to do a horse hanging in the lecture hall?"

A student next door smiled and said: "You must be ignorant. Not only were they beaten, but Mr. Sun was also beaten. What do you think Mr. Sun was doing in such a hurry? Did he make an appointment with someone to beat him?"

As he spoke, the student mysteriously leaned into Wei Chen's ear and whispered: "I heard that Mr. Sun hides in the house during the day and fights with the prostitutes in the brothel at night!"

"Haha." Wei Chen laughed a few times when he heard this, glanced at Sheng Changgui and others who were having fun, and sighed: "The gentleman has no intention of teaching, and the students have no intention of studying. Is this Sheng's Free School still a place to study?"

Wei Chen's words directly covered the entire free school. When the student heard Wei Chen's words, he immediately said dissatisfied: "Hey, don't knock them down with a stick. Most of the people here still want to study."

Seriously, there are only a few dandies like Sheng Changgui, and this gentleman from Sheng’s righteous school is not as miserable as you think..."

Wei Chen smiled and shook his head. He didn't really believe the student's excuse. If the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, how can the students learn well with a teacher like Sun Zhigao?

After packing up the books on the table and putting them in the bookcase, Wei Chen was ready to leave the smoky lecture hall and go to the quiet dormitory at the back to put his luggage in place.

Just as he was about to stand up, he saw a blue-robed scribe striding towards the door carrying a ruler on his back.

I saw that this man was tall, his face was a bit green, and his green shirt was almost faded after washing, and there were one or two patches on it inconspicuous places.

Although the other party was poorly dressed, he was meticulously dressed, with not a single wrinkle on his long gown. In addition, his rigid and serious face made people feel awe.

"Mr. Shi is here!"

The student who spoke to Wei Chen earlier whispered, with uncontrollable excitement in his voice.

As Mr. Shi's footsteps came, the noise in the lecture hall became smaller and smaller, and all the students returned to sitting upright. Only Sheng Changgui and others were so selfless that they were still laughing and cursing loudly.

Mr. Shi walked into the lecture hall and took a quick look, paused for a moment, silently took off the ruler he was carrying and held it in his hand. Then he walked straight towards Sheng Changgui. When he passed in front of every student, every student was on tenterhooks.

Even Wei Chen, who had lived in two lifetimes, felt this tense atmosphere, as if he had returned to the elementary school class in his previous life, holding his breath and concentrating, not daring to speak out.

The three followers who were shouting and shouting with Sheng Changgui saw Mr. Shi walking towards them. Their faces immediately turned pale and they kept winking at Sheng Changgui.

Sheng Changgui, who was immersed in the joy of horse riding, was reminded by his follower. He looked back impatiently, but happened to meet Mr. Shi's gloomy eyes. He suddenly broke into a cold sweat and lost the slightest interest in horse riding. .

"Stone King of Hell!"

Sheng Changgui cursed secretly in his heart, quickly turned away, swallowed, and pretended to chat with his attendants as if nothing had happened: "Um..., well, I heard that a Kunqu opera troupe just came to Yijinfang, and the man in Qingyi is so handsome. I don’t know if it’s a boy or a girl.”

The attendant immediately understood and said, "What does this have to do with men and women? Aren't men and women the same? Let's go for a walk, drink tea and listen to music, and see if Master Gui can get this Tsing Yi."

"Then what are you waiting for, let's go!"

"Let's go!"

Sheng Changgui and the three followers seemed to be chatting and laughing, but in fact they didn't dare to look back and just walked out of the lecture hall in despair.

When all the students in the lecture hall saw their embarrassed figures, they all laughed secretly in their hearts.

Wei Chen saw this scene in his eyes and couldn't help but curiously asked the student next door: "Why is Sheng Changgui not afraid of Mr. Sun, but he is as afraid of Mr. Shi as a tiger?"

The student curled his lips and said, "Mr. Sun and Sheng Changgui have been poker friends for many years. How can we establish any prestige in front of him? Although Mr. Shi is just a sitting boy, he has always been very upright and has the character of a scholar. Sometimes, even Sun Mr. Sheng Changgui doesn't want to sell his face, so he is afraid of being bullied by others, so naturally he doesn't dare to offend him."

After some explanations from the student, Wei Chen suddenly understood.

It turns out that there are two teachers in Sheng's free school, one is a private school teacher and the other is a teacher.

Although Sun Zhigao had a high reputation, he didn't care about anything. He spent three days fishing and two days drying nets, and was absent from work at every turn. As long as he didn't come to the lecture hall to cause trouble, the students would be thankful.

The actual teaching work in the free school is basically completed by Mr. Shi who sits in the library.

Although this Mr. Shi was just a boy and could not compare with Sun Zhigao's reputation as a scholar, he was just a bit unlucky and his knowledge was not bad, and he was especially good at teaching and educating people.

Hearing the student praise Mr. Shi so highly that few people in the world, Wei Chen couldn't help but become curious about what kind of ability Mr. Shi had that could make the students so convinced of him.

After driving away Sheng Changgui and others, Mr. Shi tapped the ruler to signal everyone to be silent, and then began to lecture.

Mr. Shi's teaching style is very different from that of Sun Zhigao. In his class, students who have just entered the school all sit on the left side, facing north, while students with a certain foundation all sit on the right side, facing south.

Mr. Shi first sat from the north to the south and taught the new students "Mental Training" and "Kindergarten Learning Qionglin". At this time, the students with basic knowledge turned their backs to Mr. Shi and reviewed the books by themselves.

Half an hour later, Mr. Shi started lecturing on "Mencius". The freshmen turned to face the wall and studied their books, while the other half of the students turned around and listened to Mr. Shi's lecture.

"This is graded teaching based on different students' progress!"

Being in Mr. Shi's class, Wei Chen couldn't help but sigh to himself. With people like Mr. Shi around, it seemed that Sheng's righteousness was not without merit.

Chapter 8 A Day in the School

In class, Wei Chen smelled the faint fragrance of ink on the books and listened to the sound of reading in his ears, and he couldn't help but have the idea of ​​studying hard.

Wei Chen had memorized all the books in Wei Mingzhao's collection, and felt that he had some basic skills. When they were seated, he did not sit in the group of freshmen, but sat on the right side.

While Mr. Shi was teaching the new students to read "Mencius", Wei Chen pulled out a book from the table. This was the "Mencius" that Mr. Shi was about to teach.

This "Mencius" is not a book collected by Wei Mingzhao, but a textbook provided for free by Yi Xue. It was originally placed on the table. After the students finished reading it, they had to put it back in its original place.

There is a sentence in the text that has already been read. The rare words are rhymed with Qie, and there is a brief explanation next to it. It should be left by one of Wei Chen's seniors. The font is neat and elegant, and you can tell that he is a fastidious person.

The pages of the book were turned and the paper made a crisp sound. Wei Chen automatically ignored the noise around him and began to read silently with great concentration.

The seven chapters of "Mencius" are nearly [-] words long. When Mr. Shi started to talk about "Mencius", Wei Chen reluctantly read it carefully.

Mr. Shi is talking about the first half of the first of the seven chapters of "Mencius", which is "Mencius, King Hui of Liang, Part [-]".

In fact, Wei Chen is not unfamiliar with this article. There is a chapter in it, "What a few people do to the country", which is the content of the textbook in the previous life.

Although he had already learned this part and knew the general meaning of the article, Wei Chen was worried that his understanding in his previous life might be different from this one, so he still listened very carefully.

Sure enough, although Mr. Shi talked about "Mencius", he did not actually talk about the content of the original text of "Mencius". From time to time, he had to quote from other sources, and Wei Chen could not understand [-]% of what he said.

Seeing the way the classmates around him nodded in agreement from time to time, Wei Chen knew that they must have understood, and he felt a sense of crisis.

"Even if I have a photographic memory, my foundation is still too weak. If I want to catch up with these classmates, I will have to put in more effort!"

Wei Chen simply dipped his pen in ink and wrote down all the things that Mr. Shi said that he didn't understand, so he could figure it out after class.

Mr. Shi took a glance during the lecture and saw Wei Chen writing furiously. He nodded slightly and then silently slowed down his speaking speed by two or three minutes.

The morning class passed quickly. Mr. Shi closed the books and asked the students to sort out the books by themselves, that is, to review what was taught in the morning.

When Wei Chen saw that Mr. Shi was about to leave, he quickly stood up, picked up the exquisite gift box containing the six rites of apprenticeship and stepped forward: "Mr. Shi, this is the student's gift."

When Sun Zhigao was here, Wei Chen deliberately didn't take Shu Xiu out because he didn't want to recognize this teacher from the bottom of his heart. However, this Mr. Shi seemed to be a good teacher, and Wei Chen certainly couldn't lose the etiquette of becoming a teacher.

Mr. Shi glanced at the gift box lightly and asked, "What's your name?"

Wei Chen hurriedly said: "Student Wei Chen."

Mr. Shi nodded and said nothing more. After accepting the gift box, he turned around and left.

Wei Chen stayed where he was, scratched his head, and thought to himself: Isn't Mr. Shi too aloof and cold?

After a while, the leisurely bell rang, and it was time for lunch.

Sheng's Free School has one day off each month on the first day of the month, and classes are held on the remaining 28 days. Each day is divided into morning school, afternoon school and evening school.

After morning classes, students will finish class

Have lunch and then come back to study.

Wei Chen took advantage of this time and hurried to his dormitory to put down his bookcase and luggage.

The dormitory is a long Tongbu, where students who are not in Youyang County live here. Wei Chen lived in Datongpu in the orphanage in his previous life, so he doesn't dislike it very much, and even feels a little nostalgic for it.

When they arrived at the cafeteria, the food was gone, but Wei Chen was still given two big meat buns, a steamed bun, and a plate of pickles, both meat and vegetables, which was better than what ordinary people eat.

The Sheng's Free School was funded by Mr. Sheng Weisheng, who hired special vegetarians and cooks as handymen to cook for the students. The food was really good.

After lunch, Wei Chen returned to the lecture hall. There were already many students in the lecture hall, gathering in twos and threes to chat.

Wei Chen could see that these students were divided into many circles. Some were related to the Sheng family, and some had children from the Sheng family. The rest were mostly poor people who came from several famous villages near Youyang. students.