Chapter 918

Changsheng's ears were sharp. He hummed gently and tooted his mouth and complained to Fengyi.

"Hum, Feng Dalang, they say we can't understand."

After that, Changsheng rolled up his wide sleeves. He just tried to roll one, and the other slipped down his arm.

So, Changsheng's mouth was flat, he squatted quietly on the table, hung his head and worked hard to get his sleeves.

Feng Yi tilted her eyes and looked down at her angry face. She was inexplicably a little tired.

This is what she calls "losers can't lose"?

"Come here, I'll tuck you in."

Feng Yi waved to Chang Sheng, and little pangduner gathered together happily.

Scholars see that several children are so friendly, and they are born well. Under the double filter, they can't help but add a bit of love.

A noisy child is a little devil. A quiet child is a little angel.

After watching it for a while, the scholars went to do their own things, and occasionally they would set aside their spare light to stare at xiaodouding.

All the books in the golden scale pavilion are printed on rice paper or bamboo paper. Even if they are immersed in the sea all day, the usual impression has been formed over the years - paper books are too precious. If they are torn by a bear child, they can faint with pain.

Fengyi rolled up her big sleeves for her long life, and the maid of the golden scale Pavilion brought the books they needed.

He curled his lips and smiled, "thank you."

Fifteen small diced beans were gathered around a big table, each sitting upright, with a Book spread in front of him, reading carefully.

Seeing this scene, the coming and going taxis were a little funny.

Pretending to be a model, people who don't know think these children really can read.

Changsheng sat for a while and couldn't sit still. She twisted her ass, moved her knees, and rubbed from her mat to Fengyi mat.

"Feng Dalang, I can't recognize these words."

Feng Yi took a look. It turned out to be a few rare words.

It is really difficult for an immortal who can only read half a word now.

"I'll teach you."

Feng Yi scratched a few characters on the paper with his fingers. He repeated it twice for the convenience of longevity.

Changsheng mumbled, spelled it several times, but he couldn't find the pronunciation, and the whole steamed stuffed bun face was wrinkled.

She has only been studying in Jinlin Academy for more than three months. She is proficient in pinyin, but she is not proficient in using it.

Fengyi was not in a hurry and waited patiently for her to read it out.

Paying attention to the situation here, the taxi came forward with a smile and asked, "what words don't you know, little lady? I can teach you."

Feng Yi glanced, "frivolous."

Changsheng's head tilted back, and most of his forehead covered his forehead, making his little face more and more round.

She frowned and said, "Feng Dalang will teach longevity."

The scholar smiled, "is Feng Dalang your little brother? He's still young and doesn't know as many words as his brother."

Feng Yi closed her mouth and said, "thick face."

How old are you? You still want to coax Changsheng to call his brother. It's shameless.

Changsheng is serious, "No, several gentlemen said that Feng Dalang is the student who knows the most words in Jinlin Academy. He always takes the first place in the exam. And DA, because Feng Dalang is very powerful, his father's peak also asked Feng Dalang to come and play. Do you know what the playing field is? That's very powerful. One plays ten. Feng Dalang's father is also very powerful! Feng Dalang will be so powerful in the future."

The scholar listened to the words of longevity and couldn't help the radian of the corners of his mouth.

Although Changsheng tried very hard, outsiders who did not understand the situation would only listen inexplicably.

The only thing that can be understood is the "kick field".

"Your family, Feng Dalang, is too young. The brothers here are adults and don't beat children."

Changsheng's head tilted. She looked at Shizi and Fengyi.

Feng Dalang is not as tall or as strong as others.

How can you fight?

Changsheng looked at Fengyi wrongfully, as if he was really facing the prospect of being beaten.

Feng Yi bowed to the scholar and said politely, "boy, I have to take some classmates to study. Please help yourself, brother."

The scholar refused to go. "You are only the age of the total horn now. Have you just finished reading Da Xia rhyme?"

According to the current educational progress, it is very good that seven or eight year old children can finish reading Da Xia rhyme.

"The boy is not talented. He has finished reading Da Xia Yun Shu. Now he follows his teacher to learn 300 thousand, and the book of songs and the Analects of Confucius in spring."

The scholar said, "what is three hundred thousand?"

"The Academy teaches students texts."

He asked Fengyi again, "how old are you? Can you read the Analects of Confucius? Do you still study the book of songs?"

"Although I don't understand the main idea, I've finished reciting it."

As a student bully, how can you not preview in advance?

Shizi: "

Today's little fart children are really amazing. They open their mouth and blow the cow leather to heaven. Which bear children can do so?

"You said you had finished reciting?"

Fengyi was silent for a moment. He said, "I've recited the original text, but the notes written by several gentlemen have been read only several times, and only about."

The Analects of Confucius is good to recite, and the book of songs is a little difficult for Fengyi.

It is said that Sun Tzu's art of war will be opened next semester, and Fengyi is more interested in that.

Shizi: "

Blow! Keep blowing! Today's bear children boast that they do not follow the basic law. Can bear parents have no B number in mind?

Do you really think you have a gifted son?

"In that case, I'll test you."

The scholar thinks that the bragging child needs to be taught a lesson, otherwise what should he do if he becomes a liar in the future?

"Brother, please give me some advice."

Feng Yi raised her hand and motioned to other students to continue reading, while calmly facing the immediate challenge.

"Sage Kong has a student with the surname Bu, the name Shang and the word Zixia. He once said how to do things for his parents, monarchs and friends. Do you know which one?"

Feng Yi said without hesitation, "if you are a parent, you can exhaust your strength; if you are a gentleman, you can lead to your body; if you make friends, you will keep your word."

The scholar didn't expect Fengyi to be able to answer. He asked, "what's the meaning of making friends and keeping your word?"

"When dealing with friends, we should be honest and honest and abide by our promises."

Shizi: "

He intended to use this to ridicule Fengyi for bragging at a young age, but now he can't hang his face.

The scholar didn't believe in evil. He asked, "sage Kong's most proud disciple is called Yanzi and Ziyuan by the world. Sage Kong praised him repeatedly, saying that he was studious and benevolent, and even praised him for his four virtues. Do you know which four virtues? What did Yan Hui ask for all his life?"

"The four principles of a gentleman are stronger than righteousness, weaker than being admonished, afraid of serving salary, and cautious in governing the body. Sir marked this passage, which is understood as firm in implementing morality and righteousness, submissive in accepting advice, wary of fear when getting official salary, and cautious in self-cultivation."

Fengyi also said, "as for what Yan Zi's sages wanted all his life, the boy dared to think that it must be a prosperous era of one mind, harmony at the foot of the mountain, plenty of clothes and food, health of young and old, salty clothes in all directions and peace in the world."

The scholar began to pay attention, and the people who paid attention to the movement here were also attracted.

The scholar continued, "why do you say that?"

Fengyi said, "Yanzi sages once said that they took Shun as their ambition, shared the same path with Shun and pursued the same thing. They also said, 'may there be no cutting of goodness and no exertion'."