"In fact, it's not bad to learn by heart, even if you don't want to learn, don't disobey the teacher." Tang Xiucai said carefully, he has been helping Chen Menghe deal with so many outrageous old cases these days, he is so tired and dizzy, he finally took a little time, heard that his son was going to school, and came home to say a few words.

Although the son is very mature and has more ideas than himself, no parent is at ease. Coincidentally, as soon as he went home, he heard about Tang Yi and the teacher, and Tang Xiucai couldn't help but be a little unhappy.

"Yi'er, the prince of heaven and earth, since you worship the teacher, you can't run. Besides, the trend of Xinxue is getting worse day by day, and everyone in the southeast is vying to talk about Yangming Xinxue, and I don't know how many people envy me if they can become the successor of Xinxue! ”

Tang Yi hugged the two buns and pulled them in distress.

"Dad, what's popular isn't necessarily good."

"Hmph, how can bad things be popular?"

"The plague can also be ......"

Ahhh Tang Xiucai was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and said angrily: "Bastard boy, strong words, family law service, family law service!" Of course, he was just shouting, but he was reluctant to really do it.

"Yi'er, you said Yang Ming Xinxue, yes, it's a plague?"

"No, no, no, the child doesn't mean that!" Tang Yi hurriedly waved his hand and gave him 10,000 guts, but he didn't dare to say so. "In fact, children don't care much about the study of mind, in the final analysis, these things are played by the literati themselves, and they are of little practical use."

"Nonsense!" Tang Xiucai said unhappily: "According to what you said, the way of Confucius and Mencius is useless?" ”

"I can't say that, but when these two were alive, they were miserable. Confucius traveled all over the world and asked for food, and Meng Shengren was not reused for the rest of his life. The children don't want to learn from them, so I want to take the imperial examination honestly, climb up if I can, climb if I can, and learn from my teacher, release officials, and eat and drink without worrying for a lifetime. Honor my father, marry a few more wives, and continue the incense of our Tang family, after I die, no matter how big the flood is! ”

Tang Yi also had a dream when he was fine, he was in charge of the country, reviving and declining, completely eliminating the wild boar skin, and saving the fortunes of China...... It's just a dream, Daming's problem lies in itself, there is no wild boar skin, there will be oil pig skin, porcupine skin, black pig skin, white pig skin...... Thinking about the fate of the reformers of the past generations, Tang Yi chilled for no reason.

"What a useless boy!" Tang Xiucai stretched out his arm and hugged his son in his arms, tears came down from the corners of his eyes, he has experienced a lot of things, Tang Xiucai also cherishes the life in front of him, who stipulates that he must have great ambitions, peace is a blessing, go to his heart and science, and don't bother us two!

……

Looking up, the weather was gray, and before the sky was bright, Tang Yi turned over and continued to sleep.

"Young master, it's time to get up!" Shen Lin shouted in a low voice, "You're going to school." ”

"What's the hurry, sleep a little longer."

"Young master, it's cloudy, in fact, it's already bright!"

In the next second, Tang Yi quickly sat up, this time it was miserable, he was late on the first day, it was by no means a good thing, Tang Yi hurriedly got up and washed, changed into a semi-new Confucian shirt, and put his father's pre-placed schoolbag at the head of the bed.

He is still familiar with the Wang family's ethnology, and Wang Shimao has been to it twice, the ethnology is outside the east city gate, guarding an open bamboo forest, the right is the ancestral hall of the Wang family, and the left is a nunnery, deep and quiet, it is a good place to study.

Tang Yi exhaled and panted all the way, running with gold stars in his eyes, and finally rushed to the outside of the school, three neat blue brick houses appeared in front of him, and peeked through the back door, there were more than 20 students of different grades sitting inside, the eldest was in his teens, and the younger ones were at most five or six years old, all shaking their heads and reciting books. Looking at the table in the middle, there was no one behind it.

Fortunately, Mr. didn't come, Tang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced around, all the seats were full, only the corner was still empty. He quietly touched it, sat down, and before he could catch his breath, he heard a cough, and a figure walked into the school hall with square steps.

Mr. Wang's family is named Zhao Wen, and he is a lifter, which is amazing!

According to the rules of the Ming Dynasty, it is possible to raise people to become officials, such as the famous Hai Rui, who was born as a person. Even if you don't become an official, there are a large number of people who don't want to contribute, and after you don't see Fan Jinzhong, you will ascend to the sky in one step. Who still wants to be a teacher, the best thing for the general Mengxue is to show talents, more of them are just old children who have tried and failed, and they can invite someone to teach, I have to say that the face of the Wang family is really big!

Zhao Juren sat on the Taishi chair, and with a sweep of his sharp gaze, he saw Tang Yi in the corner, a smile flashed in his eyes, and then he retracted, cleared his throat and said, "Check your homework, come in order!" ”

As soon as he said this, many of the little dolls below changed their faces and colors, looking like they were going to break through the ghost gate.

Finally, the first kid walked to the opposite side of Zhao Juren with heavy steps.

"What did you learn yesterday?"

"Mr. Hui, yes, it's the Analects, a chapter on politics"

"Back."

"Yes!" After a pause, he read: "Zi said: For politics and morality, such as Beichen, live in its place and all the stars are together." Zi said: "Poems" three hundred, in a word, said: Thinking of innocence ......"

At first, the little guy's back was very slippery, but gradually he stumbled, and when it came to "Meng Yizi asked for filial piety", the voice became smaller and smaller, until Yu was nothing.

"Alas, it's not angry!" The gentleman sighed, grabbed the bamboo plank, and held it high in the air. With tears in his eyes, the little one trembled and raised his little hand.

Syllable!

The bamboo board and the little fresh meat touched together, and even Tang Yi couldn't help but shout in his heart, cheating father, dare to corporal punishment of students, you are finished, wait for your parents to report you! Of course, this phenomenon will not appear in Daming, the harder the teacher beats, the more the parents will applaud, the stick head out of filial piety, and the grace of the unrighteous child. The teacher beats you, it's for your own good, no matter how much it hurts, you have to endure it!

Sure enough, the little guy didn't even dare to scream, and after hitting five times in a row, he saw that the little hands were the same as the steamed buns, expanding rapidly, and he couldn't clench his fists.

Miserable, miserable!

The worse is still to come, the gentleman has a dark face, and he doesn't dare that the little guy can't listen to it, and continues to explain the following content, almost twenty sentences.

"I'm familiar with the recitation tomorrow, and the punishment will be doubled!"

The little guy trembled, but he didn't dare to say anything, turned around and went down, and recited with tears in his eyes. Then the next one tragically embarked on the road of no return, Tang Yi silently observed in the back, the students memorized different contents, some were four books, some had reached the Five Classics, and there were even three hundred thousand enlightenment readings, but one thing was the same, as long as you couldn't memorize it, you would have to be beaten by the board. Very few have escaped.

However, Tang Yi also found some interesting things, such as after playing, Mr. will assign a new homework, he is holding a toothpick-like thing in his hand, one end is thick, the other is thin, there are circles at both ends, stained with ink, click on the book, the small circle represents the comma, the big circle represents the period, and when the sentence is broken, Mr. will teach to read aloud in a frustrated manner, and when the reading is smooth, he will go down to endorse the book.

On the first day Tang Yi came, he thought that he didn't have anything to do, but he heard Mr. say, "The one in the corner is here." Tang Yi blackened his face and walked in front of Mr. with his head bowed.

"Sir, the student is new and has not left homework."

"I know!" Zhao Juren said with a calm face: "If you come over, must you be inspecting your homework?" Can't you ask something else? ”

There was a thorn in his words, Tang Yi hurriedly nodded: "The disciple listens to Mr. Teach." ”

"I ask you if you've ever read?"

"Mr. Hui's words, the disciple followed his father at the age of five, from three hundred thousand, to four books and five classics, he can memorize it!"

This is not Tang Yi bragging, the little Tang Yi in the past was very smart, the memory of the two lives is one, and he doesn't dare to say anything else, the board doesn't seem to be able to hit him.

Zhao Wen frowned and sneered: "Quite confident!" Then I ask you, how many words are in the Analects? ”

As soon as he asked this question, the bear children below almost laughed, they had already noticed the new students, in the spirit of Dongfeng Break, I am more broken than Dongfeng, they all looked forward to giving Tang Yi a dismount, the harder the better.

Sir's question is good, who reads and checks the number of words, this kid is finished, and his hands will become steamed buns on the first day of school!

Everyone held their breath and waited to see Tang Yi make a fool of himself.

I don't know what hatred, why is this teacher unhappy with himself! But if you want to stump yourself, that's wishful thinking!

Tang Yi raised his head, with a smile on his face, and said, "Mr. Hui's words, the Analects are 13,700 words!" ”

Suddenly, the bear children below were stunned, he really said that he came up, no, he must have been blinded, a few guys simply took the Analects, and began to count word by word, and the fingers were not enough, and the stinky feet were all put up!

"What a system!"

Zhao Juren snorted angrily, let out a long breath, and asked, "How many words are "Mencius"? ”

"34,685 words!" Tang Yi reported the answer again, and refused to give up, and continued: "1753 words for university, 3568 words for Zhongyong, 24207 words for the Book of Changes, 99020 words for the Book of Rites, and 196845 words for Zuo Chuan - what else does Mr. have to ask?" ”