Chapter 565: The First Lesson
In the study of King Wu Shizi, the bright spring light came from the window machine and fell on the bookshelf of pear blossom wood in the corner of the wall, pulling out a long shadow. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ Various books with info blue covers are piled up in the book compartment. A subset of scripture and history, everything.
There are also three rows of bookshelves, placed on the left side, and on the right side is a gold wire wood desk and a wooden chair. On the way to the place is a beautiful folding curved screen, on which is the rubbings of the famous work "Orchid Pavilion Collection Preface" by the sage Wang Xizhi.
In front of the screen, there is a large mahogany book case, on which are placed the four treasures of the precious study produced by this dynasty: pen, ink, paper and inkstone. There are also Burmese jade paperweights, blue and white mandarin duck-shaped inkstones made in the year of Xuande in the Ming Dynasty, pen holders made of Hunan bamboo inlaid with red sandalwood edges, and small pen washes in the shape of exquisite children's tea. An ink box made of ebony with a jade ribbon pattern.
There are also pen stands, pen screens, color printing pools, pressure rulers, secret pavilions and other cultural games. The riches and luxuries are not enough to describe in detail. In the study, there are calligraphy and paintings, piano and chess placed on one side, revealing elegance and leisure. It's a place to be.
"Mr. Jia, you're here. Please. King Wu smiled gently, took two steps forward, greeted Jia Huan who walked in, and invited Jia Huan to sit down.
Expect oneβs son to be talented. Pity the hearts of parents all over the world. With Jia Huan's status in the Zhou Dynasty at this time (Hanlin) and achievements (famous poets), he is equivalent to a doctoral supervisor in the top three universities in China. He went to teach a junior high school student. What parent would not be polite?
Accompanied and waiting were seven or eight people, including Qiu Changshi, the housekeeper, the eunuch, and the scholar.
King Wu's courtesy makes people feel very comfortable. Jia Huan smiled and nodded, bowed, and said, "Let His Royal Highness King Wu wait for a long time." "Jia Huan is naturally watertight and easy to handle. He wasn't late, but was five minutes ahead of his usual class time. Yesterday, he sent someone to deliver a post to Wu Wang Shizi's study, saying that he would come to teach today.
King Wu is nearly forty years old, and thanks to the royal genes, he has an elegant appearance, introverted and gentle bearing. Wearing a red prince python robe. Let the boy serve tea, and then let the prince Ning Cheng come forward to meet Jia Huan, and said with emotion and expectation: "The dog is stubborn, thanks to Mr. Careful teaching." The king is grateful. β
Jia Huannian came to Wu Wangfu. The apprenticeship had already been done at that time. However, at that time, Jia Huan just lightly assigned "homework" to Ning Cheng, and went back to Jiafu to do his work.
Jia Huan was forced by the Son of Heaven to agree to be the prince of Wu Wang, which was perfunctory. It's different from today's in-home classes. This time it shows that Jia Huan is willing to teach Ning Cheng knowledge. Wu Wang is looking forward to and thanking again.
The reason for the change, King Wu knows it in his heart. First, his sincerity. He didn't care if Jia Huan taught his son before. However, during the prince's coup, he saw Jia Huan's extraordinary strategy and talent.
Taking a step back, even if Jia Huan is not a good teacher, such a talent is worth socializing and encompassing. So, during the Chinese New Year, he walked around with Jiafu. gave Jia Huan a generous gift, and the courtesy was great.
Second, Jia Huan has recently been idle. Jiafu's financial crisis was resolved by the success of Xinfeng Auction House. Everyone in the capital knows it. King Wu naturally knew it. Jiafu is fine, and Jia Huan is very idle now.
Jia Huan, as a six-rank Hanlin attendant, was sent (exiled) to the Wu Palace, and did not need to go to the Hanlin Academy to sit in the government, nor did he have to go to the early dynasty.
Jia Huan smiled and said, "His Royal Highness King Wu is polite. It's my duty. β
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After King Wu sat with Jia Huan for a while, he left with Shiyi, Qiu Changshi and others. Jia Huan and Ning Cheng were left in the study.
The scholars waited outside the study.
Jia Huan walked under the screen and looked at Xiao Zhengtai in front of him through the wide bookcase. Ning Cheng, the son of King Wu, was twelve years old at the time. Dressed in a cyan scribe's robe. The face is a little narrow and emaciated.
The young man who was polite in front of King Wu just now has changed his face at this moment. The provocative gaze looked Jia Huan up and down, looking like an unruly wild horse.
Jia Huan smiled calmly, took out a thick record book from his book bag, and put it on the desk. This is what he asked for from his teacher, about the daily dynamics of Ning Cheng, the son of King Wu, after he assigned his "homework" last year.
Ning Cheng wrinkled his nose unhappily, snorted, and said, "Flame-prone disciples!" "He hated all the teachers who came to teach him. He didn't want to learn a subset of scriptures. Zi said, Zi said a ghost! His head grew when he read it.
Jia Huan took a sip of tea unhurriedly and said, "The eldest son of His Royal Highness King Wu was born in the spring of the second year of Yongzhi. I read at the age of 7, and in five years, I didn't even finish four books. The gentleman left a dozen of them in anger.
Clever by nature, but stubborn. In the autumn of the twelfth year of Yongzhi, he hunted with the princes and princes outside the city, and injured the hunters and villagers on horseback. Impeachment of the Imperial History. In the summer of the thirteenth year of Yongzhi, in the Jiaofang Division, he competed with the King of Han and the Prince of Wei for the Oiran and fought hard. And this came to the ears of the Son of Heaven. β
Ning Cheng blinked in surprise, and then immediately regained the expression of the aggressive big, "Heh, you know quite a lot!" Still, I look down on you. My third brother said, you can't get along in the court, there is nowhere to go. You've hit a wall so many times, but you finally remember that it was my teacher who came to teach me. Do you want my father to intercede for you before the Son of Heaven? Don't even think about it! Roll out of whence you come from. β
Ning Cheng was provocative and looked at Jia Huan sarcastically. What is he afraid of for a gentleman who has a request from his own house?
The word "roll" is very harsh. A bear child is a bear child. Jia Huan's eyes narrowed, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Ning Cheng, don't think too highly of yourself." Your father did not have that much influence on the Son of Heaven. β
Ning Cheng looked at Jia Huan with disdain, and two syllables came out of his throat: "Hehe." There are two words clearly written in his eyes: stupid! Do you say I'll believe it?
Jia Huan said lightly: "Have you read the history of the Ming Dynasty?" When Emperor Wanli was a child, Empress Dowager Li often used the imperial teacher Zhang Juzheng to scare the little emperor. When the little emperor grew up, Mr. Zhang became angry, and the little emperor panicked. But in the end, after Zhang Juzheng's death, the Wanli Emperor raided his home. β
Ning Cheng's eyes moved, and he smiled slyly: "This story is good." Jia Huan, do you really want to take out Mr.'s score and beat me with a ring ruler? Haha, if you dare to hit me, I will definitely raid your home in the future. β
He angrily walked away with a dozen teachers. Very experienced. In the first class, Mr. jumped angrily and was disheartened. But that gentleman dared to hit him?
The smile on Jia Huan's face slowly expanded, and he walked out from behind the bookcase and sneered: "You think too much!" I'm telling you this story to tell you that even if I beat you out of the psychological shadows, you will be helpless against me. Do you think you're a prince? β
Ning Cheng was suddenly a little dumbfounded. He's a little uneasy about his new gentleman, and he's playing cards! Now this Mr. Jia is saying that he will beat him! The next moment, the screams of Ning Cheng, the prince of King Wu, sounded in the study, "Ah..., don't fight...."
Jia Huan is about to turn fourteen years old, and Daning Cheng is two years old. Moreover, he exercises every day, where is the strength that the bear child can compare?
Half an hour later, Jia Huan left the class schedule and after-school homework for Ning Cheng, who had a blue nose and swollen face, and "threatened" that if the homework was not completed tomorrow, he would continue to beat him. Then, leave in a good mood. In the garden of King Wu's mansion, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the spring is bright.
For King Wu's courtesy, Jia Huan is still grateful. So, willing to teach his son. But, in his temperament, this teaching is only to the extent of being a teacher. Instead of a scripture teacher, a human teacher. He will not casually "sell his life" to King Wu and bind him.
How much he can learn is Ning Cheng's own business.
As for saying that he has asked King Wu to return to the court, this is completely nonsense. What the Son of Heaven has decided, can King Wu change? Think too much!
It is good to teach the prince of Wu Wang to get the friendship of King Wu. The relationship is average, and it's nothing. What his career will be is not something that a prince can decide. He has his own plans.
Therefore, when Jia Huan beat Ning Cheng, he was merciless and had no scruples.
For bear children, to maintain the dignity of the teacher, it is not by social rules, but by something more intuitive: fists.
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At about half past ten in the morning, in the back house of King Wu's mansion, the side hall was quiet and bright. Beautifully furnished.
Ning Cheng, the prince of the world, covered his eyes, coquettishly and cried in front of Princess Wu, "Woo...., mother, Jia Huan, he beat me." I'm not going to class anymore, I'm not going to his class anymore. Say it to your father. β
Princess Wu is the same age as King Wu, a middle-aged beautiful woman. Wearing a long turquoise dress. Luxurious. Lovingly hugged his son, "Okay, don't cry, don't cry." I will go and tell your father the king. Change a good gentleman. β
Two beautiful maids covered their mouths and smiled. The prince came to this trick again.
Ning Xiao, the daughter of King Wu, who was sitting on the left hand side of Princess Wu's ebony case, had wide eyes and said dissatisfiedly: "Mother, how dare he beat the royal family?" Do you want the royal family's face? You can ask the Zongren Mansion to punish him for his crimes. β
Princess Wu smiled and patted the back of her daughter's hand, "Okay, Xiao'er." No matter how much she spoiled her son, she knew it wasn't feasible. After all, Jia Huan is the teacher appointed by the Son of Heaven. It's okay to supply it. Dismissal, definitely not.
Ning Xiao reprimanded Ning Cheng who was crying with dissatisfaction, "Brother, you are too naughty." On the first day, he angered Mr. You deserve to be beaten. β
Ning Cheng shrank down. He was deeply favored by his mother, but he was afraid of his sister, who was two years older than him. When he was a child, he dared to shout "stupid sister". It's going to be big, and he doesn't dare to shout anymore.
Ning Xiao glared at her younger brother with hatred. If she is a man, she will definitely not let her family be frightened by the prince's involvement last time. But...
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The afternoon sun falls in the garden. Flowers of various colors are spread out in the garden, and you can see them just a few steps away. The spring breeze is intoxicating and refreshing.
Ning Xiao wore an apricot-colored embroidered dress and accompanied a handsome man for a walk in the garden. The fourteen-year-old girl is tall. The body is very well proportioned. She has beautiful long legs. It's just that no one can see the style.
White greasy goose egg face, large and bright phoenix eyes, straight nose bridge, standard beauty face. Her countenance is atmospheric and bright. Bright eyes and bright teeth, beautiful and lovely. In an instant, it will give people a sense of amazement. It is foreseeable that when she grows up, she will be so charming.
The handsome man was about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a Tang scarf and a white robe. Handsome and chic, his voice seems to have a certain magnetism, which can give people a good impression. Laughing, very dignified and gentle. "Sister Xiao, I have inquired about this Jia Tanhua and my information. It's just that I really didn't expect him to do it. Alas..., he is a poet, a flower explorer, a merry and talented man, how can he be like this? The gap between imagination and reality is really huge. β
Ning Xiao sneered, like a flower, "Third brother, what are you talking about?" Ning Cheng was beaten into a black corn. β
As he spoke, he groaned slightly, raised his head and said, "Third brother, although Jia Huan is famous, I think he may not be a good teacher." Shall we find a way to get him away? β
The man named "Third Brother" was stunned for a moment and said, "Okay, I want to see it." β