Feng Xing - Chapter 112

The upper study room is located in the south verandah on the east side of Qianqing Gate, with a width of five rooms and facing north.

Because there are too many princes and grandchildren, it is divided into two places, with the age of ten years old, the east side for those over ten years old, and the west side for those under ten years old. The princes and grandchildren have no big marriages and nobility, so they all need to come to the study to study. This is the ancestor’s rule.

Now in the study room, Zong Heng, the eldest son of the eldest prince, is the oldest, aged eighteen, but in terms of seniority, the eldest son of the thirteenth prince, aged seventeen, is the oldest. The youngest are Zong Jue from the Wei Palace and Zong Han from the Qin Palace. Both are five years old, but Zong Han is a month older than Zong Ju.

Zong Yu and Zong Han are fairly familiar. After all, they are about the same size. Before Feng Sheng and Wei Wang were used as examples, the fourth son who was beaten by the King of Qin was Zong Han. Annoyed, probably won’t come, who would have thought that he and the sixteenth prince had just entered the Qianqing Gate, when they saw a boy whimpering while walking.

“Why are you crying? You were really beaten up by your father? I thought it was a rumor.” Zong Jue said it too frankly, and he didn’t even think about who was telling the rumor, whether his parents could still lie to him.

“Why are you here?” Zong Han suddenly stopped crying, and stared at Zong Jue with rounded eyes, not only because this kid was suspected of gloating, but also because he and Zong Yu were deadly enemies.

It would be a long way to mention this, probably because the little poor children are too naughty, especially at their age, when cats hate dogs, there is no shortage of walking between the palaces, Zong Han is from Princess Qin, and he is also a mixed world Little Demon King, trace back to the first time he and Zong Jue fought when they were three years old.

The two of them were straight up against Mai Mang’er, they would fight each other when they met, but most of them were Zong Han’s losers, because Zong Yu had an uncle Shiliu behind him, and Shiliu usually didn’t show up, but came up with bad ideas behind his back, anyway. The next time the two will be enemies, otherwise Feng Sheng and Wei Wang would not use him as an example to encourage brother Ping.

It’s okay for others to know that he was beaten, but Zong Han found out, Zong Han was so angry that he wanted to leave on the spot. But he can’t leave, his father said, if he dares to make trouble in the upper study this time, let him have a good year when he goes back.

“Have a good year” is naturally an antonym, which probably means to clean up.

“I want to enter the study at the age of five. Why can’t I come after you have come? By the way, aren’t you unwilling to come? I heard that you were still fighting with the master in the study and were beaten by your father.”

It’s fine to poke someone’s wound once, but a second time!

Zong Han stared at him bitterly: “You are the only one beaten by your father, and you are beaten by your father every day!” After cursing, he ran away.

Leaving Zong Jue staring blankly at his back, he said: “My father doesn’t beat me, even if he does, it’s my mother. Bah, bah, I’ve never been beaten, you think it’s the same as you.”

Shiliu was amused by the bickering of the two little boys.

“Okay, okay, what are you arguing with him, go in quickly.”

When I entered the west room, the teacher who taught the class hadn’t come yet.

There are tables and chairs in the room, five horizontally and four vertically. At this time, there are already many people sitting inside, but they are all little carrot heads under ten years old.

Shiliu had reserved a seat for Zong Yu at the side in the early morning. After the two sat down, Da Dezi and Xiao Wangzi helped them arrange pens, ink, paper and inkstones, poured hot milk tea, and then retreated.

Not long after, the instructor Shao Zhongchang arrived.

He has a solemn face, a slender figure, and is wearing a blue official robe. This person is a Jinshi of Emperor Jianping for 20 years, and now he is a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, with profound knowledge, both ancient and modern.

After standing still, he looked around and paused for a moment on Zong Han and Zong Jue.

Shao Zhongchang knew that he must have been enlightened to be able to enter the study room. After assigning other people’s homework, he came to Zong Juan and asked him what books he had read, based on which he decided what to teach him next.

Zong Jue didn’t hide anything, and told him about the books he had read.

Hearing that Zong Juan had read “Zeng Guang Xian Wen”, Shao Zhongchang’s eyes flashed.

It is necessary to know that before students enter university, in addition to the most basic three hundred thousand thousand, which refers to “Three Character Classics”, “Hundred Family Surnames”, “Thousand Family Poems”, “Thousand Character Essays”, they also need to learn “Longwenbianying”. “, “Enlightenment of Rhythm”, “Children’s Learning Qionglin”, “Zengguang Xianwen” and so on.

Being able to read “Zeng Guang Xian Wen” means that you can enter the university and study the Four Books and Five Classics.

However, in his position, he naturally knows that the world is full of wonders, and there are many prodigies in the world, and the richer the family, the easier it is for prodigies to emerge. This is inseparable from the origin of family studies, and it is indispensable to choose someone to teach him for his enlightenment.

Seriously speaking, this is not a child prodigy, a little sensible and intelligent can achieve this effect.

Can you read the Four Books and Five Classics at the age of five? What a child prodigy!

Regarding this, Shao Zhongchang remained silent, even though he knew it was impossible, he did not intend to expose it.

Ever since he entered Zhishang’s study room, he has seen countless ‘child prodigies’, and the reason behind it is naturally self-evident. These empresses and princes are willing to create a child prodigy to win His Majesty’s favor, and it has nothing to do with him.

He planned to randomly choose a few paragraphs from the three hundred and thousand thousand and let Zong Jue retell them, but before he opened his mouth, someone beside him spoke.

“Have you read “Zeng Guang Xian Wen”? Zong Sui, you’re bragging too much, right?”

The speaker was Zhao Wang’s third son, Zong Ming, who was eight years old this year.

No one expected Zong Ming to interrupt suddenly, but if we can combine it with Emperor Jianping’s praise of his intelligence, we can understand why he was so upset.

Zong Ming was not born to Princess Zhao, but to a side concubine in the mansion, so naturally he was not the only one studying in the upper study in Prince Zhao’s mansion. However, the two elder brothers above him were several years older than him, and at that time the government was not thinking about going to the study, so naturally they did what they should. Since everyone saw that Emperor Jianping had no intention of establishing a reserve for the time being, and was suppressed by his superiors and could not fight, his thoughts were transferred to the children of each family.

With the love of the first ‘child prodigy’, Emperor Bo Jianping, this child prodigy has sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

Since the last time, it was this Zongming, and he broke the precedent. He had read it for three hundred thousand times before, and it was even better to be able to recite it backwards. He was smarter than the talented former prince, so he was praised by Emperor Jianping.

But now an even more exaggerated one came out and read “Zeng Guang Xian Wen”, no wonder he was so ‘surprised’.

Of course, Zong Juan didn’t know about this secret maneuver, he only heard others say that he was bragging.

“Why should I brag? If I can read, I can read. If I can’t read, I can’t read. As for bragging?”

“This reading is not only about reading, but also about understanding its meaning. Do you understand the meaning? Could it be that you can only parrot and copy what others say?” Zong Ming sneered.

Hearing what he said, the others all laughed. They were all young children who didn’t know what it means to be modest and introverted. In addition, Zong Ming was very popular in the West Study Room. Naturally, he was not comparable to Zong Yu who had just arrived.

Logically speaking, it was time for Shao Zhongchang to come forward to preside over the order, but this place is different from ordinary academies, all the princes and grandchildren are facing here, and if it involves disputes between various palaces, those who are interested will naturally not intervene.

“What are you doing! Master is still here, it’s your turn to talk.” Sixteen slapped the book in his hand on the desk and said.

Seeing him speak, the scene suddenly fell silent.

Zong Ming said: “Uncle Sixteen, it’s not that I ran against him. The emperor’s grandfather once said: Honesty is the way of heaven, and honesty is the way of man. That is to say, one must be honest and not lie. We are brothers. I am older than him, so naturally I can’t bear him to make mistakes in his errands.”

“What mistake did you make?”

Following this voice, Emperor Jianping walked in from outside the door.

At this time, the dawn was breaking, and it was approaching the time of going to court. Emperor Jianping was able to appear here, probably because he passed by here before going to the imperial gate to listen to the government.

Because the upper study room is inside the Qianqing Gate and very close to the Qianqing Palace, Emperor Jianping usually came here to have a look. In fact, in the past few years, all the princes have grown up, and the grandchildren are still young, and the study room has been deserted for a few years. As the little grandchildren have grown up in recent years, Emperor Jianping has paid attention to the studies of the grandsons. Still very caring.

All the princes and grandchildren stood up and saluted Emperor Jianping.

Emperor Jianping raised his hand slightly: “Get up, what were you talking about just now, I passed by outside and heard the noise inside.”

Zong Ming glanced at Zong Jue triumphantly, stood up and explained the matter in general.

“The emperor’s grandfather once said that one should be honest and one should not speak falsely. Seeing Zong Juan as a show off, his grandson lied that he had read “Zengguang Xianwen”. .”

After finishing speaking, Zong Ming stood aside with his hands down.

When speaking, neither humble nor overbearing, justified and well-founded, after speaking, no more words. No matter how you look at it, Zong Ming is excellent. No wonder Emperor Jianping said he was smart.

Emperor Jianping nodded in praise, and shifted his gaze to Zong Cong.

“Do you have something to say?”

Zong Yu was taken aback for a moment, as if he felt that Emperor Jianping’s question was a bit inexplicable, scratched his head, and said: “Returning to the words of the emperor’s grandfather, my grandson just said that if you can read, you can read it, and if you can’t read it, you can’t read it. For bragging?”

This answer was a bit rascal, which obviously made Zong Ming angry again, but he didn’t speak, but Zong Ling who was standing behind him mumbled something.

“Who doesn’t know how to brag.”

Emperor Jianping smiled, and said to Zong Yu: “Obviously your elder brothers are not convinced, so why don’t I test you?”

Shiliu stood up and said with a smile: “Father, it’s almost time to go to court, will it delay your business?”

Emperor Jianping glanced at him, “It doesn’t matter if I go early or late.”

In fact, it is nothing to ask the ministers to wait for a while.

Shiliu wanted to rescue his little nephew, but failed. He knew what the study room liked to do recently, but he didn’t expect Brother Ping to come here just by opening his mouth. Regardless of whether he has read it or not, he thought that the third brother would tell his elder brother to hide his clumsiness if he could. After all, his third brother has always kept a low profile.

“Just take the test, grandson is not afraid.” Zong Jue said with a small chest, as if he didn’t pay attention to it.

Sixteen foreheads. If you lose face, you can lose face. Anyway, the fourth son of the sixth brother’s family just lost a game. With this incident, Brother Ping is not ashamed at all.

Unexpectedly, Brother Ping surprised everyone.

“Zeng Guang Xian Wen” is not a fixed article, but a collection of many maxims and folk proverbs.

Seemingly disorganized, in fact, after reading through it, you will know that they are all warning aphorisms, discussing the cognition of human nature, and gaining insight into the change of temperature in the world.

Because it is very messy and has no fixed order, it is extremely difficult to recite, especially the whole text, because if you are not careful, you will get the wrong order. Originally, the best test method was to let him write silently, but Emperor Jianping had limited time, so he chose a few paragraphs for him to follow.

“Meeting is like meeting for the first time—”

“To the end without resentment.”

“There are wine and meat and many brothers—”

“I’ve never seen anyone in adversity”

“Be patient, calm down—”

“Forgive me, take a step back.”

Zong Jue answered very quickly, presumably because he has learned for a long time, rather than being arrogant.

“What is the meaning of ‘the parents who are perfect in the world, the brothers who are the rarest in the world’?”

Zong Jue thought for a while, and said: “What I’m talking about is that there are no wrong parents in the world, and the most rare thing in the world is the friendship between brothers.”

“What is the meaning of ‘Father and son reconcile but the family does not retreat, brothers reconcile but the family does not separate’?”

“It’s about the harmony between father and son, the family business will not decline, and the closeness of brothers will prevent division of the family.”

Emperor Jianping nodded and said, “You are fine.”

After leaving this sentence, he left, and a large group of people followed him.

There was silence in the room, until there was a sound of ‘Qi-‘ outside, and everyone woke up.

Zong Ming’s face was extremely ugly, and he gave him a sarcastic look with sixteen eyes, but Zong Yu was still dazed, as if he didn’t understand the mystery.

“Good boy! Father is biased!” During the break, Shiliu took Zong Jue to clean the room and went outside, he suddenly said so.

Monk Zong Juzhang was puzzled, “Uncle Sixteen, what do you mean?”

Sixteen smiled and said, “It’s nothing interesting, I said that with my backing, no one will bully you in the future.”