Respectfully sent a group of people out of the door, and when he saw them turn the corner, Xia Hongsheng grinned and went back home. There were some surprises, he never thought that things would become so easy, and the old man Yan Shigu didn't know how he saw his intentions, but he was really as wise as a torch, thinking of the words he confessed before leaving, Xia Hongsheng felt happy. Liu Fang, the head of the attendants, called him Lord Yan, not Mr. Yan, Master Yan or the like, which means that this old man has an official background. No wonder the county magistrate saw the old man, and he had to bow respectfully and salute him, and call him a Yan master. With his consent, there will be much less resistance to what he wants to do in Luanzhou Academy, at least, those gentlemen will not come forward to question and stop him. As for the other students, it is no problem for Xia Hongsheng, naturally, I don't look at what I will do in the future, what I am best at is dealing with this group of hot-blooded young people.

"Jingshi, you have a great opportunity, and you have to be taught in the dreams of the immortals, and what the immortals have learned must be enough to become a family of their own. I have heard your several judgments, although there is a slight difference with the words of the sage in the old man's chest, but the road is simple, but it is also complicated, no matter what you understand, after all, the same way. Yesterday, you wrote a poem and gave it to Wang Xuance to encourage him, and the old man knew at that time that you were effectively imitating Wang Xuance's intention to leave the academy. What you said yesterday is very right, there are more than 10 million knowledge in the world, no one can learn all of them, learning is expensive, the old man cannot teach you, so as not to mix, bad your knowledge, when the time comes, it is no longer possible. The old man allows you not to go to school, you have your own lineage, but he can't allow you to leave the academy, at best, the old man is very curious about what you have learned in his heart, and he also wants to see some immortal knowledge, to see which is higher or lower with my Confucianism, and to learn a thing or two. To the ugly, the old man wants to look at you, if you can benefit one party, the old man will definitely play the crown to celebrate, the wine to congratulate, if you are difficult to self-support, a thought into a demon, then do not blame the old man thunder means! ”

This is what Yan Shigu said to Xia Hongsheng before leaving, and then to Xia Hongsheng. The old man is a real scholar, and he is also a real smart man. Xia Hongsheng recalled the old man's words, and sighed in his heart, for new things, do not admire, do not exclude, stand on the sidelines from an objective point of view, this is indeed the attitude that a generation of Wenzong should have.

Yan Shigu, after Xu Qixian knew Yan Shi's full name by chance, he recalled it for a night after meditating for a night, and he almost remembered who it was. Confucius has a disciple Yan Hui, this Yan family is the descendant of Yan Hui's bloodline, all bachelors, although they are in important positions, but they don't ask about the affairs of the court, Pengsheng Ma Zhong does not support himself, Baisha is in Nirvana, and he is not black with it, just delving into knowledge, abiding by his own gentleman's way, the history of the Tang Dynasty is mostly credible, because the history of the Tang Dynasty and the living notes of the emperors of the Tang Dynasty are mostly from the hands of the Yan family, and other people have been replaced. Who would truthfully record the scandal of the emperor's killing of his brother and the fact that he was forced to kill a bird by his subordinates, which damaged the royal face? Especially the living note, kept by the Yan family, objectively records the emperor's words and deeds, merits and demerits, that is, the emperor's coercion and temptation, power and oppression, and never tamper with every word, and don't even let the emperor look at it, what kind of integrity and morality is this!

But shouldn't he have written a living note in the palace? How could he be a college chief in this small Luanzhou city? Knowing his identity, Xia Hongsheng couldn't ignore the thunderous means in his mouth. In a word, it can make the whole world people attack, regard it as scum, and make a study disappear from now on, and there are only two people in the Zhenguan Dynasty who have this kind of power, one is the descendant of Confucius, the great Confucian Kong Yingda of the Tang Dynasty, and the other is this generation of Wenzong.

However, Xia Hongsheng is not too worried. A scholar who truly thinks about the people of the world will not kill a scholar that can benefit all the people and make the country rich. However, the foundation of Confucianism is unshakable, and there are ten scholars in the world who are Confucianists. If science wants to develop smoothly and avoid the dispute between schools, it still needs to rely on the wings of Confucianism before it grows into a towering giant tree that even Confucianism cannot shake. Moreover, science is too rational and if there is no shackles of ethics and morality, then people who have developed to the extreme will become machine and have no flesh and blood feelings, and they also need Confucianism to correct them morally and ideologically. Xia Hongsheng unfolded a piece of paper, took out a quill pen, and wrote two big characters on it-Gewu.

Xia Hongsheng didn't go to the academy for a day, thinking about how he could promote this. Interest is the best teacher, and this sentence is the truth of the ages. With interest, there is the ** that wants to explore, and with the ** of this kind of exploration, we will unswervingly go on this road. Therefore, Xia Hongsheng thought of such a way to set up an interest group in the academy, and in addition to schoolwork, stimulate students' interest in Gewu, and with interest as the foundation, the rest is easy to say.

However, this is destined to be a long road, and it can only be taken step by step and slowly.

Xia Hongsheng explained himself like this, and then fell on the bed, feeling that he had slept for a long time, and inadvertently smelled a trace of cooking smoke in a drowsy fog, so he woke up leisurely, thinking that it was morning. When I went out, I saw a round of slanting sun hanging on the wall, and my sister-in-law had come back and was busy in the stove.

After helping my sister-in-law finish the work in the stove, I looked down at the bucket next to the wall, and there was only a third of the salt water left in it. Xia Hongsheng sighed, procrastination was in the advanced stage, lazy cancer, a bucket of salty water was used up, and he couldn't try the method of making salt.

"Sister-in-law, how much money do we have?" While eating, Xia Hongsheng asked his sister-in-law.

The woman put down the dishes and chopsticks, walked to the inner room and took out a package, uncovered it and took out a cloth bag from it, spread it on the table, and smiled happily: "Hongsheng, our family already has three pieces of money!" ”

As soon as Xia Hongsheng stretched out his hand, the three pieces of money arrived in his hand and were stuffed into his arms by him.

"Hongsheng ......" sister-in-law's tone has changed a little, and she already has a frenzied posture.

"I asked Uncle Zhang to build something some time ago, and I need to pay for it. When the blacksmith comes, he will have to build something too. Uncle Zhang's things are already ready, and I wonder if it will be tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, and I can send it over. After I send it, I'll show you how to use it. Xia Hongsheng explained to the woman: "Sister-in-law, can you make the snacks I handed you?" ”

"Of course, it's not a difficult thing, it's just, Hongsheng, those things are not like scallion pancakes, you can gnaw them in your hand, they all need to sit down on the table with dishes and chopsticks to eat, and we don't have a façade, how can we sell them?" The woman is very distressed, although those things taste fresh, and they can also eat something refreshing and neat in their mouths for a few pennies, but there are enough things to bring with them for their own scallion pancakes, and they can't bring so many dishes and chopsticks, and there is no place for people to sit down and eat a bowl of rice called bean curd by their brother-in-law.

Xia Hongsheng smiled and said, "Didn't you say it just now, I asked Uncle Zhang to make something, don't worry, when Uncle Zhang sends the things, my sister-in-law will naturally know." ”

After dinner, it was still early, the days were getting longer and longer, and it was not dark after eating in the evening. Xia Hongsheng looked at the big bag of tea sent by Liu Fang, he was idle at night, so he just fried the tea! Although the woks have not yet been made, the stir-fried tea leaves do not need such a thin wok, and the thick-bottomed big black pot in the stove is absolutely suitable.

The use of slight fire in the pot to make the tea leaves wither, and then through the artificial kneading of guò to make the water of the tea quickly evaporate, blocking the fermentation of the tea, so that the essence of the tea juice is completely retained, fried green, is definitely a qualitative leap in the history of tea making. In later life, there was a college classmate in Xinyang, who had a tea garden at home, went to his house to play, saw fried tea, and felt very interesting, and tried to fry a few handfuls. There is a saying here, the first pot is full of pots, the second pot is strong, and the third pot is drilled, which is the three processes of roasting tea. The first pot is called a green pot, which is used to kill, and it needs to be rotated and stir-fried in the pot to make the tea evenly heated and lose water. In the second pot, the force should be greater than that of the raw pot, so it is necessary to "bring strength" so that the leaves begin to roll into strips. The third pot is also called the cooked pot, and the tea leaves are rolled into strips and then made fine. After three processes, at this time the leaves have been tightened and thin, emitting a refreshing tea fragrance, and when it is about three or four dry, it can be out of the pot, and the tea is fried.

The smell of tea is good, and the fragrance of tea wafts out, and the room is suddenly full of fragrance, and the pig oil and gas left at noon are all dispersed.

Letting the tea leaves cool, Xia Hongsheng boiled the water, pinched a small pinch into the bowl and brewed it, leaned to the edge of the bowl, inhaled a deep sip of tea, and suddenly felt relaxed. Take a bite gently, the light mouth is full, and the slight bitterness makes people feel refreshed, and slowly sends it down, but it is full of cold fragrance in the throat. The gentleman's friendship is as light as water, light and fresh, but the aftertaste is endless, just like this tea, the bland taste is endless, and it will never break. People's life is full of twists and turns, but just like this cup of tea, silently stretched, indifferently ended, quiet, bitter, the astringent aftertaste on the taste buds is the taste of life, but also the original taste of tea.

Xia Hongsheng nodded with satisfaction, looking at Xia Hongsheng's face full of light breeze and unfazed enjoyment, the woman next to him was very curious, gently picked up the bowl, and took a sip like Xia Hongsheng, but frowned slightly, and put the bowl down again.

Xia Hongsheng spread out the fried tea leaves, took out some and handed them to his sister-in-law to pack up, and the rest was divided into two parts and wrapped up, after thinking about it, a little bit came out of each of the two points, and became another small portion.

This tea has been passed down for thousands of years, conquering how many literati and heroes, after he came to the Tang Dynasty, the real first pot of gold was on these bags of tea.