Chapter 66 One Question, One Answer

At this time, it was already dawn, and the morning light of early summer sprinkled on the fragrant grass, penezing into the drops of water hanging at the tip of the grass, reflecting a little gorgeous.

Yang Yanzhao followed Zhang Qian and walked on the green brick path in the grass. He was a little nervous and subconsciously clenched the books.

"Qiu Bai, did you come to the college early to work hard again?"

When approaching several houses in the college, a gentle voice sounded. Looking up, they were several students in long gowns. The first one had a white and rich face, a square white crown and a silk blue shirt. He thought he was a rich man from a rich family.

"Brother Wenyan, Brother Tongshan, Brother Heze."

Zhang Qian nodded to the three people, and then said with a smile, "Brother Wen Yan, don't you come to study hard when you hold poetry and books?"

"That's because Brother Wen Yan is full of reading poetry and books, and now he is just studying the old and knowing the new, so that he can win the first place in the test in the autumn!"

On one side, the slightly short man said flatteringly, his face came forward and smiled, like the little eyes of soybeans that were almost squeezed and could not be seen clearly. The long shirt and crown hat matched with his appearance, which was extremely funny.

"Tongshan, how can you talk nonsense!"

The man who was called by Zhang Qian to write a composition Yan whispered to the obscene guy, but his eyes were extremely enjoyable. On the other side, the tall man in blue nodded repeatedly, "Wenyan doesn't need to be modest. Your talent is greatly appreciated by Xu Shi. Naturally, it's not a problem."

After listening to these words, Yang Yanzhao also understood one or two. I'm afraid that the young man in front of him is Zhang Qian's opponent, and the other two are followers.

Irring what they said, Zhang Qian introduced Yang Yanzhao to the three of them, exchanged a few words, and then left straight away, taking Yang Yanzhao to the back of the house.

"Wenyan, this is too arrogant. Do you really have to tolerate it?"

The man in green clothes stared at Zhang Qian's departure back, and a trace of disgust flashed on his face. "Zhang Shi and the dean are old. They may come to Fuzhou these days. You and I still study hard, otherwise how can they enter his eyes?"

"Is Wen Yan talking about Zhang Shi from Suiyang Academy?"

He ignored the two people around him who were surprised. The man in the blue shirt took the pleated corners of his clothes, took the book of strategy in his hand, and walked aside.

"Qi Wenyan, the three generations of the Qi family in Fuzhou, has a lot of industries in the family, restaurants and tea houses, even the brothel is part of it, and his people are also slightly talented."

As he walked, Zhang Qian and Yang Yanzhao talked about the green-shirted person they had just met. Although he admitted that the other party was talented, Yang Yanzhao understood that Zhang Qian looked down on this person a little, otherwise he would not use the word "a little talent".

As for the other two, they didn't even mention it.

Although he first met Zhang Qian, Yang Yanzhao can judge that he is modest and polite, and will not do things that are trivial to literati, let alone be proud of his talent. I think that Qi Wenyan's character has something he despised.

I understand that Yang Yanzhao didn't break it. Anyway, if Qi Wenyan is looking for trouble, he doesn't mind giving him a long memory. If the people don't fight with officials, no matter how big the Qi family's family business is, it can't bear the folds behind Yang Yanzhao.

As he walked, he asked Zhang Qian about the college. Suddenly, the sound of the piano came to his ear, like a jingling spring flowing in the green of the college, which was melodious. Even if Yang Yanzhao had never been in contact with the ancient music, he was not forbidden to listen to it.

Zhang Qian seems to enjoy such a wonderful song more. He closed his eyes and raised his ears, and his head subconsciously shook with the melody. It seems that this is not the first time he has listened to it.

After a song, Zhang Qian smiled and said, "Xu Shi strokes the piano every morning. The song is flowing, which is always very fascinating."

For Zhang Qian's words, Yang Yanzhao just smiled. The sound of the piano is indeed very beautiful, but he is not as involved as Zhang Qian. Perhaps this is the real literati, who will be infatuated with elegant things such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

And he just wants to have a good life, at most, a pseudo-literati.

However, Yang Yanzhao's smile made Zhang Qian feel very happy. Just now, he also noticed that Yang Yanzhao listened to the song carefully, and immediately felt that the two had the same interests.

"I will often listen to the music in the future. If Xu Shi is happy, he can also give me some advice. Now I have to ask him to agree to Yan Zhao's admission to the college."

With that, Zhang Qian walked to the small courtyard in front of him. Yang Yanzhao behind him knew that he had misunderstood, but there was no need to destroy the good impression left on others. Maybe it was not impossible for him to really become a master of piano in the future.

Soon, when I arrived at the small courtyard, two ink bamboos were planted at the door that were the same as the edge of the Qingtan, and even those planted in the yard. A few touch of greenness had long been unbearable to get out of the wall, straight with slender and proud bones, scattered with green elegance.

"Student Zhang Qian has met Xu Shi."

Zhang Qian did not walk into the yard and respectfully salute his disciples at the gate of the courtyard. It seemed that he respected Xu Shi very much. The people in the courtyard must be talented, which was exactly what Yang Yanzhao wanted. Thinking of this, he just hurriedly approached and saluted, "The younger generation Yang Jing has met the teacher."

Soon, a slightly gentle voice sounded in the courtyard, "It's Qiu Bai. Did you feel confused when you came to my Zhuxuanju early in the morning when reading last night?"

Zhu Xuanju is a very appropriate and elegant name.

"The student was just taught yesterday, and his mind has been cheerful for a long time, so he is looking for Xu Shibing to relieve his doubts."

"Oh?"

The people in the courtyard obviously felt a little unexpected, "Then why did you come here early in the morning?"

Zhang Qian glanced at Yang Yanzhao and answered loudly, "When a student meets a friend who wants to enter the college to accept the teachings of your teachers."

"But the people around you? Come in and let me have a look."

When his voice fell, Zhang Qian walked inward, and Yang Yanzhao followed him again.

The yard is not big, but it is very quiet. There are a few ink bamboos and a few gentleman orchids. In the middle of the yard, a middle-aged man in a white shirt sits cross-legged on the cloth mat. The incense burner beside him is full of light smoke with a refreshing fragrance.

"Yes, he looks good." The middle-aged man wiped his hands with a sweat towel, and a joking smile appeared on his gentle face, "Which hospital does he want to enter?"

Although Sanzui'an is nestled in Fuzhou, its teaching is strict. Yang Yanzhao has learned from Zhang Qian that the college is divided into four colleges of Meilan bamboo and chrysanthemums, which corresponds to the enlightened children, who are familiar with the scriptures, know the subjects and make achievements, and prepare for the subject examination.

"If you go back to the husband, the younger generation wants to enter the chrysanthemum courtyard."

Qiu Ju corresponds to Qiu Wei, but Yang Yanzhao always feels that the name is strange in his heart.

Xu Shi nodded without showing traces. Since Yang Yanzhao entered the hospital, his eyes have been bright and his demeanor is extraordinary. He should be a scholarly child, calling him a teacher rather than Xu Shi. His words and deeds are polite and moderate. Maybe it is really a good material as he said.

Put down the sweat towel in his hand, Xu Shi laughed again,

"Oh? Are you going to enter the chrysanthemum courtyard? I don't know if Qiu Bai has mentioned to you that there must be an assessment when entering our college. Of course, the children of Qizhi are not included in this rule. As for the chrysanthemum Academy, it is the last college where the disciples of college advance, and the assessment is naturally indispensable.

Yang Yanzhao was a little confused. Although he guessed that he would be asked what he had learned, Zhang Qian never said anything about it. He thought he was too worried.

He glanced at Zhang Qian, who was full of encouragement. In fact, Zhang Qian secretly thought that Yang Yanzhao must have read poetry and books, and the previous sentence that shocked the past and the present by the Qingtan immediately felt that there was no need to mention the assessment.

"Please ask the doctor to ask the question."

At this point, Yang Yanzhao can only do his best, hoping that he can be lucky and say something about the questions given.

"Well, let's say something new. A few days ago, the officials and soldiers came out of Jinyang, and the Song Dynasty destroyed the small country of Liu Han, which was in a corner. From then on, the people lived and worked in peace, and the world was peaceful. I don't know what you think?"

It turned out to be about the Northern Han Dynasty. Yang Yanzhao was inexplicably angry when he thought of his own planning and finally got what he wanted and was kicked out of the house.

If the Northern Han Dynasty is flat, will the world be peaceful? What is it in the north and northwest?

Trying to suppress the anger in his heart, Yang Yanzhao said, "The official family is wise and magical, and the destruction of the Liu family in the Northern Han Dynasty is naturally expected by the public. However, it is said that the world is a peaceful and prosperous world, and students dare not agree."

"Is that right?"

Xu Shi's face showed joy, "Tay your reason."

"The Northern Han Dynasty is not only a few cities, and the Liu family's governance is not benevolent. Therefore, the desire to destroy the Song Dynasty is the will of the emperor. However, in order to achieve long-term stability, the political path needs to be clear and orderly, the temples need to be undisputed, and the government needs to be more moderate.

So the students think that they can't open it comfortably at any time. The embankment of thousands of miles collapses in the ant nest, hundreds of feet of wood withers at the roots, and the peaceful world is not overnight.

Xu Shi nodded, dialed the incense burner, made the aroma a little stronger, and said softly, "That's all?"

"The students still have some slight opinions, but they are laughed at by the husband as a yellow-mouthed child."

"Say it, just say it bluntly, and let me see if you have some goods in your stomach."

"What I just said is an internal problem, and the Song Dynasty also has external worries. The Khitan who stares at me, the Dang Xiang Li family who has a ghost in his heart, and the earth that has coveted the Central Plains since the previous dynasty are all big troubles of the Song Dynasty."

"Is there a good plan?"

Xu Shi's hand stopped by touching the incense burner. The voice was still very soft, but he could feel that it was more urgent than before.

"The party item is weak, and it can be removed first. The soil and Khitan can be moved by opportunity. If necessary, it can unite one party to destroy the other party first. Xu Xu Tuzhi will protect me without worry about the future generations of the Song Dynasty."

The art of vertical and horizontality temporarily appeared in the spring and autumn. With Xu Shi's vision, he would not understand what Yang Yanzhao pointed out. He was silent for a long time and did not say anything. He turned his head and looked at Zhang Qian, "Qiu Bai, what if it were you?"

The latter shook his head and said sincerely, "Students are not as good as Brother Yanzhao."

"Became him to the chrysanthemum courtyard!"

"Thank you, Xu Shi", Yang Yanzhao's nervous heart relaxed and made a solemn disciple salute.

After the two of them left, an old man in white came out of the house, "How about it, Shaoyang, but as I said, he is a talented person?"

Xu Shi ignored him and continued to play the music. The old man took two sips of tea in the cup. "If you are not satisfied, I will take him away."

Xu Shi's fingers plucked the strings, but gently spit out two words, "No way."