Do you know that it starts with Meng Tong?

Ru Lan and Mo Lan in the front row smelled the fragrance and turned around in unison.

Seeing the rockery full of delicious food in front of Minglan, Rulan's eyes suddenly shone, and she immediately stood up, unceremoniously picked two pieces of osmanthus cake from the rockery and stuffed it into her mouth, with her cheeks propped up on the ground. It's bulging, like a gluttonous squirrel.

"Yeah, mother Zhang's craftsmanship is really good. This sweet-scented osmanthus cake is drizzled with honey. It tastes so delicious!"

Ming Lan smiled and listened to Ru Lan praising Zhang's mother's craftsmanship, with a proud look on her face. She glanced at Mo Lan who was pretending to be calm, picked a piece of Arhat cake from the rockery and held it in her hands.

"Fourth Sister, try this Arhat Cake, it has lard in it..."

Smelling the tempting sweet aroma of the powder cake, Mo Lan swallowed unconsciously, but she still couldn't bear to lose face as a sister. When she was struggling, she suddenly heard the voices of people talking outside the hospital.

"Sir is here!"

Mo Lan coughed heavily.

Minglan glanced back, quickly sat back in her seat, and hurriedly packed up the food boxes on the table.

Ru Lan was also startled and tried desperately to swallow the unfinished chunk of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in her mouth. As a result, she ate too quickly and it got stuck in her throat, causing her little face to turn red from holding it back.

Seeing this, everyone rushed to help, beating their backs and pouring water. After a lot of busy work, they finally avoided the tragedy of Xiao Rulan being choked to death on the first day of class.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps, and Zhuang Jun stepped into the classroom with a few male students behind him.

"gentlemen."

The three sisters from the Sheng family, who hurriedly arranged their appearance, stood up and saluted.

As soon as Zhuang Jun entered the classroom, he smelled a strong aroma of pastries. He frowned and looked around, his eyes falling on Ming Lan in the last row.

Minglan's heart tightened, she glanced at the food box at her feet that she hadn't had time to hide, and couldn't help but complain secretly. Fortunately, she had some

Ji Zhi rolled his eyes and immediately thought about it.

Then he bent down and picked up the food box, and said to Zhuang Jun with a smile: "Sir, you came so early, you haven't used breakfast yet. The students have prepared some good food. Would you like to use some first?"

Zhuang Jun was startled for a moment, then chuckled and glanced at Wei Chen beside him. He seemed to be asking, is this the well-behaved and sensible cousin you mentioned?

Before Wei Chen spoke, Sheng Changbai couldn't sit still anymore. He coughed awkwardly and glared at Minglan: "What does it look like above the school? Why don't you take it away quickly!"

Xiao Tao, who had been standing at the back of the classroom watching the excitement for a long time, finally realized what she was doing, picked up the food box and was about to go out.

"No need to bother." Zhuang Jun waved his hand and said calmly: "It's just a little bit of food. Let's share it together."

Wei Chen knew that the teacher was trying to save his face, so he quickly called Minglan and asked her to distribute cakes to everyone.

Minglan Jing also felt sad about this experience and did not dare to be naughty anymore. He was obedient and did as he was told.

While everyone was enjoying the pastries, Qi Heng, the last student of the private school, also arrived.

Qi Heng is about fourteen or fifteen years old. He is younger than Changbai and older than Changfeng. He is handsome and has a face like a crown jewel. It is no exaggeration to describe him as more beautiful than Pan An.

Even Wei Chen had to admit that Qi Heng was indeed the most beautiful man among all the men he had seen since he came to this world in terms of the exquisiteness of his facial features.

Compared to Qi Heng, who had the noble aura inherent in his family, Wei Chen has more of an upright, elegant and scholarly spirit, which also has its own unique charm.

You can tell just by looking at the reactions of the three sisters of the Sheng family.

Mo Lan, who was at the front, was lost in thought with the brush in his hand, but his eyes kept glancing at the young Mr. Qi who had just come in, intentionally or unintentionally.

Ru Lan was still grabbing the pastry and devouring it, not remembering the fact that she almost choked just now. She didn't care at all about Qi Heng's appearance.

As for Minglan, she was sitting in her seat at the moment, staring at the rockery that had become bare with a dull look, feeling regretful in her heart: If I had known this, I wouldn't have shown it off, how could I have enjoyed it by myself?

"Okay, everyone is here, let's start class." Zhuang Jun glanced at everyone, and all the male and female students in the classroom quickly sat upright.

"A three-inch tongue is stronger than a million soldiers; one person's argument is more important than the treasure of the Nine Cauldrons."

Today Zhuang Jun is talking about the content of "Warring States Policy". This sentence is the opening sentence of "Warring States Policy". It tells the story of Yan Shui, an important minister of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, who used his wisdom and eloquence to save the dignity and interests of the country.

A wise teacher can turn boring knowledge into a feast of ideas. Zhuang Jun is such a person.

He peeled back the whole story layer by layer, exposing the most valuable and meaningful content behind the story to the students. Whether it was the greed of the Qin people, the stupidity of the Qi people, or the helplessness of the Zhou Dynasty, they all became clear in his mouth. Be lifelike.

Following Zhuang Jun's narration, the students seemed to have returned to that era when hundreds of schools of thought contended and talents emerged in large numbers. Countless strategies, whether clumsy or exquisite, were performed on the vast stage.

Of course, as a conscientious teacher, Zhuang Jun did not forget to remind his students that no matter how wonderful the strategy was, it was useless in the face of absolute force.

The two naughty little guys Minglan and Rulan were fascinated by it, which shows the depth of Zhuang Jun's teaching skills. Even Wei Chen and Sheng Changbai, who had already become scholars, were also fascinated by it.

Before they knew it, the morning classes were over and the imperial examinations would be taught in the afternoon. It was useless for the three sisters of the Sheng family to listen. This was the end of their attendance today.

Before the morning class ended, Zhuang Jun called Sheng Changfeng and the three girls to him and assigned them today's homework. Then he pointed at Wei Chen who was standing beside him: "From now on, when you finish your daily homework, you will hand it in first." If he doesn't understand, then ask me again."

A few months ago, Sheng Changfeng was already Wei Chen's de facto student. When he heard Zhuang Jun's arrangement, he was naturally excited. He bowed and called out: "Mr."

The three sisters of the Sheng family had different expressions. Minglan was happy, Rulan was confused, and Molan was unhappy.

But Zhuang Jun was watching from the side, and just now Sheng Changfeng started to speak. No matter what mood they were in at the moment, the three of them all bowed their heads and said, "Mr."

Chapter 119 Little Mister

At noon, the three Landas who had received their homework went home, while the remaining male students who had to continue their classes stayed in the school to eat.

Wang Ruofu's mother, Liu, led three female servants carrying food boxes in from the outside. In a blink of an eye, all kinds of exquisite fruits and hot and cold dishes were placed on the entire table.

Every time a dish was served, Mother Liu announced the name of the dish, such as "steamed fish lips with snow clams", "roasted eel lake with sweet-scented osmanthus", "braised herring"... They were all bright in color and fragrant.

Because among the guests entertained this time were not only Zhuang Jun, who had traveled extensively and experienced a lot, but also Qi Heng, who was born in a prince's family and had been well-dressed and well-fed since he was a child. In order to maintain the dignity of the Sheng family, Wang Ruofu used I put a lot of thought into it.

She also specially sent people to a restaurant in Bianjing, spent a lot of money to ask the restaurant's head chef for advice, and learned the secret of cooking.

As a result, when this carefully prepared meal was brought to the school, it really shocked the whole audience. Even Sheng Changbai had never seen such a delicious dish cooked at home.

Everyone conscientiously implemented the six-character motto of scholars, "Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep." They all ate with their heads down, and their luck was as fast as flying.During this period, it was inevitable that some degrading fights would occur.

"this is mine!"

"mine!"

"Chang Feng, get out of here, or I'll let your brother beat you up!"

"Just beat me, wait until I finish eating this piece of meat..."

Seeing the students' useless looks, Mr. Zhuang Junzhuang sighed heavily.

At this time, some ignorant guy actually stretched out the tachyon in front of the teacher.

Zhuang Jun's face darkened, and he looked up angrily, only to see his successor holding up Kuaizi and looking at him awkwardly.

"Teacher, I am young and it is the time when I am growing..."

"roll!"

……

After lunch, Zhuang Jun continued his lecture.

In the morning class, Zhuang Jun's lectures were wild, eloquent, and full of fun. However, in the afternoon class, the content of the lectures was much boring.

The afternoon class only talked about the art of imperial examination. In the first class, Zhuang Jun started from the most basic meaning of the Four Books and analyzed it.

As the only son of the Duke, Qi Heng has been enlightened since he was seven years old. He has been extremely talented since he was a child and thinks highly of himself. He boasts that he is familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics. But today, when he listened to Zhuang Jun's classics lecture for the first time, he actually felt that there were five If you don't understand it, the remaining [-]% will only have a partial understanding.

Unable to keep up step by step, Qi Heng felt more and more like he was listening to a book from heaven. He couldn't help but feel uneasy and subconsciously turned to look at his classmates.

Wei Chen sat down next to the big eucalyptus where Zhuang Jun was giving lectures. He was not listening to the lecture at all. Instead, he picked up a book and read it by himself.

Sheng Changbai sat upright in the first row, sometimes nodding and smiling, sometimes closing his eyes and meditating, as if he was comparing what he had learned in the past.

Sheng Changfeng listened to the class intently, obviously following Zhuang Jun's lecture ideas. Occasionally, he would frown in confusion and pick up his pen to write in his notebook.

Qi Heng was stunned.

Am I the only one who didn’t understand the co-authorship?

That's it for Wei Chen and Sheng Changbai. Qi Heng also had some knowledge of their past deeds and knew that these two were rare talents who had passed the student examination at a young age.

Wei Chen, in particular, was a master of both poetry and prose, and was extremely talented. He was even accepted by Zhuang Jun as his direct disciple.

Thousands of miles away, Bianjingdu has a small reputation.

Although Qi Heng was surprised by their performance in class, he could still understand it.

However, even Sheng Changfeng, the third son of the Sheng family who was rumored to be uneducated and unskilled, performed better than himself, which Qi Heng couldn't accept.

Do you think that I, Qi Heng, the proud son of the Duke of Qi, turned out to be a poor student at the Sheng Family School?

Shock, frustration, hesitation, all kinds of unspeakable emotions were intertwined, lingering in Qi Heng's heart, making him unable to calm down for a long time.

An hour later, Zhuang Jun's lecture ended, and it was time for students to ask questions.

Sheng Changbai stood up first, stepped forward and asked two questions. After listening carefully to Zhuang Jun's answers, he returned satisfied.

Sheng Changfeng also opened the densely written notebook, which contained all the things he didn't understand during the lecture.

Probably because he felt that his question was too childish, Sheng Changfeng was too embarrassed to ask Zhuang Jun for questions, but instead found Wei Chen who was sitting next to the podium.

After Wei Chen explained, Sheng Changfeng showed a look of enlightenment on his face. He happily sat back down in his seat with the notebook in his hand and wrote down his thoughts and feelings in the blank space next to the question.

Seeing that all the students were coming up to ask questions, Qi Heng was restless below and looked very embarrassed.

He had just been thinking wildly throughout the class and had not kept up with the progress of the class at all. He couldn't ask questions if he wanted to!

Zhuang Jun on the podium noticed Qi Heng's strange behavior and said, "Yuan Ruo, do you have any questions to ask?"

"Student..., most of the students didn't understand." Qi Heng's face turned red from holding back, and he finally told the truth.

Zhuang Jun was startled for a moment, and then he stopped laughing: "This is because you are a teacher. I forgot that you haven't taken the boy's examination yet, and your foundation is much worse than them."

Now it's good, the poor student's reputation is confirmed.Feeling Sheng Changfeng's surprised gaze beside him, Qi Heng was so embarrassed that he just wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in.

Zhuang Jun raised his chin and motioned to Wei Chen beside him: "Xingyun, from now on, you will tutor Yuan Ruo alone after every class. You must help him catch up on the missed lessons."

Wei Chen felt a pain in his heart when he heard this. Sheng Changfeng plus three orchids were not enough, why would you give me another Qi Heng?Teacher, it’s too easy for you to act as a hands-off shopkeeper, right?

However, even though Wei Chen was full of complaints, after all, the teacher's orders could not be violated, and Wei Chen could only bow his head and obey orders.

"is teacher."

At the end of the afternoon class, Zhuang Jun assigned homework to the students and went to Shou'an Hall to talk to Mrs. Sheng. Wei Chen was left to sit back and watch the students study by themselves, answering their questions (mainly Qi Heng).

After dinner, San Lan also returned to school, followed his two brothers for evening self-study, and completed the homework assigned by Zhuang Jun.

The three Lans received different assignments. Mo Lan had to memorize a [-]-word section of "The Female Precepts", Ru Lan had three arithmetic problems, and Ming Lan had to write fifty "Yong" characters.

About half an hour later, Rulan poked Qi Heng beside her: "Brother Yuanruo..., can't I answer this question?"