Chapter 1191: Butterfly Dream Scar (34)
This answer He Shouzhuo was very satisfied.
He stroked his beard again and nodded, picked up the book next to him, and said, "I heard that Mei Gongzi Fanbang text, this book is being studied during this time, you may read it?" ”
Mei Hanran took the past, at this time the Fanbang language and the English of later generations are slightly different, mainly in some specific scripts, in the development process of English, but also in the process of invasion and invasion of different languages and writings, to form the later generations of writing.
Mei Hanran took a closer look, although there are some words that he can't fully understand, but knowing the language structure of English, he can probably guess what this means, and then he can guess it in combination with the context.
Especially in his previous life, he was a scholar, and he was not afraid of language.
After a little muttering, he tried to read a passage and translated the meaning of it, which was a book that taught the scriptures, similar to the Gospels of later generations.
Xiang Boqing looked at Mei Hanran with admiration, and felt that he had not recommended the wrong person.
And He Shouzhuo was surprised, such a talent is now what he urgently needs, and he even wants to recommend Mei Hanran to the Ministry of Rites, but after thinking about it, Mei Hanran has not even taken the exam, if he goes as a Xiucai at this time, he will be ridiculed, and he is afraid that he will be reduced to a small official for the rest of his life.
In that case, it would be a pity.
At this time, he had already thought of accepting disciples, but he still wanted to test Mei Hanran's other knowledge, and he asked them one by one through the history subset.
Mei Hanran replied fluently, and often had thought-provoking words, and gradually said something that even He Shouzhuo had not heard, and quoted scriptures to tell the source.
He Shouzhuo looked dazed, he asked himself to read poetry and books, but there were some extremely reasonable words, he had never even heard of them.
Seeing this, Mei Hanran hurriedly stopped, he has experienced three lives, and the three lives are nerds, and he has read countless books, and some words are naturally spoken, and he can't say anything that should be in this era from awakening.
He remembered in a trance that he seemed to have become some time and space travelers, holding things from the future in ancient times, but he had more advantages than such people, after all, he had lived in this era, knew the rules here, and the probability of making mistakes was even lower.
He Shouzhuo and him have been talking, the two have talked a lot, and they have drunk a few pots of tea, but they are still unsatisfied.
Although He Shouzhuo is a person of this era and does not have the knowledge to lead this era, he is broad-minded, tolerant and elegant, and willing to listen to the voices of others.
And Mei Hanran has been holding back for three lifetimes, has been in a state of not meeting talents, and has never seriously displayed his ambitions, this time he was able to meet the most outstanding Confucian of this era, and he finally said his ideas and propositions one by one.
He had never had such an opportunity.
He suddenly felt that he and Lin Mingmei needed to live so heartily, and they needed to leave a place like Yanzhou and take a good look at the outside world.
At first, Xiang Boqing was able to chat with the two of them for a few words and express his opinions, but later he listened with relish, and quickly took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone to record the views in the conversation between the two as much as possible.
He vaguely felt in his heart that such a confrontation and collision of ideas was rare and precious.
It wasn't until it was dark outside, and the two stopped when they turned on the lights.
As if awakened from a dream, people looked at each other, and they all laughed again.
Mei Hanran bowed down and said: "Listening to Mr. Gao's talk today, the students have really benefited a lot, and the name of Mr. is the name of the student. ”
"Where is this, how fortunate I am to talk with Mei Gongzi today, it is the old man who has benefited a lot, Mei Gongzi is young and talented, what he said is deafening, and it makes people wake up, the old man should be a cup of respect to you."
He Shouzhuo's heart was happy, but he was also hesitant.
At first, he thought that he could be Mei Hanran's teacher, but now it seems that he can't be Mei Hanran's teacher.
But he really wanted to help Mei Hanran.
Since ancient times, there have been many talented people, but there are even more talented people who have left in Beijing.
If Mei Hanran becomes his disciple, with his reputation, Mei Hanran's career can be guaranteed, and if he doesn't talk about a smooth road in the future, at least in terms of reputation, he will be much better than others.
But if you take the initiative to mention it, the other party may not be willing.
Mei Hanran observed his words and said with a smile: "The student intends to worship Mr. as a teacher, I heard that Mr. has a Zhenlong chess game, and the person who breaks the chess game can become a disciple of Mr., and the student and Brother Xiang are familiar at first sight, I don't know if they are fortunate to become a disciple of Mr.?" ”
He Shouzhuo laughed loudly, and he was in a very happy mood.
He Lierkang ordered someone to take out the Zhenlong chess game and sit down to play quietly with Mei Hanran.
As soon as Mei Hanran saw this Zhenlong chess game, he had a certain number in his heart, the Zhenlong chess game at this time was slightly simpler than some schools in later generations, and he was familiar with the chess game of the later generations, and the Zhenlong chess game actually had a fixed composition of two real eyes, as long as he used some more skills, it was not difficult to solve it.
After he and He Shouzhuo determined the rules, they began to play against each other.
He was very careful.
He Shouzhuo saw that his start was decent, not brilliant, so he also put his mind at ease, secretly happy in his heart, it seems that he still has a place to teach Mei Hanran.
He had some confidence in his heart, and he played chess much more easily.
Moreover, this chess piece is what he is used to, many ways, everyone who wants to become his disciple has played, and he is already familiar with it in his heart.
The two played quietly, and soon reached the point where Mei Hanran had no way out.
Xiang Boqing smiled, he had also come to this point at the beginning, and there was no way out, but he didn't expect Mei Hanran to go the same way as her.
He Shouzhuo also smiled: "Sixty-five moves, similar to Boqing's chess path, you two really have a fate, you will start to worship ......"
Before he finished speaking, he saw Mei Hanran pick up a chess piece and fill in one of his true eyes, which turned out to be a suicide game.
"You're fooling around." He Shouzhuo was shocked, he had never seen such a desperate fight, which chess player was not desperate to protect chess, where was there such a suicide.
He said this, but looked at the chess game carefully.
Mei Hanran didn't argue, just quietly took out the chess pieces that he had died, and the whole chess path turned out to be bright and clear.
He Shouzhuo looked at this completely new situation, his eyes widened, and he looked at Mei Hanran incredulously.
Then, with great interest, he finished the rest of the game without saying a word.