Chapter 95 The Tiger Son of the Xie Family

The 28th day of the twelfth lunar month. The moment of Si.

Nanshan villa, Qinquan water pavilion.

The first day was taught by Master Guo, and the next day, Master Zuo, the next day, the next day, the next day, the order continued until the disciple passed the assessment.

From today on, eleven formal school children, including Wang Ge, are called Xie's primary school disciples and female disciples. They sit in rows three, three, three, and two. Wang Ge and Hu Zi sit at the end. The age of the school children in front is four years old and the youngest is three years old.

"I am eager to find the strange goblet and the others, list the names and names of all things, and do not miss toilets in separate departments. I wish you a happy day. If you work hard, you will be happy. Please tell me..."

The reciting sounds are repeated from the first moment of the first day of the year, almost never stopping.

Even if they are the farthest apart, Master Guo can see clearly when he raises his eyes. Wang Ge seems to be stretching his neck and reading, but in fact he sometimes opens his mouth and doesn't shout.

"Stop. Don't speak for the rest of the disciples. Wang Ge, carry it down alone."

It was broken and was caught.

Wang Ge first responded to "yes", swallowed his mouth and his throat was hoarse, and he said unjustly: "Song Yannian, Zheng Zifang, Wei... yeshou, Shi Buchang, Zhou Nuozhu... willing to show... good dear... wear protective gear..."

"Puff!" At least four or five disciples laughed, and their whole bodies were trembling.

Wang Ge's obvious "trick" of reciting books is the rest of the disciples of aristocratic families. As a friend, Hu Zi has to sag his lips so hard that he will not join the team of laughing King Ge.

"Stop." Master Guo leaned his back and patted the bamboo ruler in his left hand on the desk. "Go forward to receive the punishment."

"Yes." Wang Ge stood up in front of everyone, knelt across from the Master, and stretched out his right palm.

Master Guo: "Change hands."

"Yes." The Master has a good memory and can always hit her with her left hand.

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

"Sit back."

"yes."

When Wang Ge walked around, he tried not to glance at the school children outside the water pavilion, the three floors inside and the three floors outside. These people came from the Xie clan, in-laws, and guests, and were old, strong, and weak. They stood outside the water pavilion, and came first and then arrived, not by their identity. If there were any quarrels due to their status, they would be expelled regardless of right or wrong.

This is the third time that Wang Ge has been beaten, and the number of hits on his palm is accumulated. In fact, it is not her stupidity, but her disciples had already memorized the "Emergency Chapter" written by Shi You before entering the school.

The whole article of "Jijiuzhang" is rhyme, with three words, four words and four words rhymes, and seven words rhymes. Today, only three words are recited, all of which are fictional. The surnames with rhymes and names are added to the rhymes, which is much more difficult than the "Three Character Classic" she recited in her previous life.

Moreover, in ancient times, when Master taught books, he asked his disciples to follow them, remember them, and then explained them. After reading them, she forgot the front and used the "association" memory method. If she still couldn't remember them, she vaguely "yes" the past.

Master Guo sat upright and knocked on the bamboo ruler, and the bottom was quiet. He said, "Don't laugh. I asked all the disciples, especially those who laughed the most just now, when you were at home, you first recited this "Chapter" and recited it to the first part several times, how many times can you recite it to 'Daihu County'?"

The one who laughed the loudest was the female disciple in the middle of the second row, and the one who slapped the girl's waist the night before yesterday. Today she was still wearing bright clothes and purple clothes, and sang: "I don't remember it, Master, I don't remember it. However, the disciple should not be as good as her."

Master Guo: It’s better to shout so loudly than others.

"Reply to Master, I am about the same as Wang Ge."

"I am not as good as her when I go back to Master."

"Teacher, I am a little stronger than Wang Ge."

Mr. Guo was satisfied and asked, "Where is Hu Zi?"

"Reply to Master, I didn't laugh just now."

Master Guo knew the origin of Hu Zi and wanted to use this child to suppress the aura of these naughty disciples in the front row, but Hu Zi of Xie's family was too jealous and knew how to hide his weaknesses. "Okay, now I will start to interpret the characters. The Gu in the first sentence is a bamboo slip for recording events, also called Gu Du. Lu Ji's "Wen Fu" says that the "Cao Gu" in "Works" refers to the meaning of "lifting the pen and writing". Gu Du, either six or eight sides, can be written on each side, so it is also called "shu Gu". The calligraphy goblets in the Han Dynasty also had prism shapes, with three to seven edges, and can be used for writing for students, and can also be used for document transmission..."

Wang Ge concentrated his spiritual memory. At the same time, Master Guo's image gradually became great in front of her. His original ordinary demeanor also became a fairy-like bone, with every word being gem!

Is this the charm of words?

The word "lantern" and the word "gu" can allow contemporary people to trace back to the past, and have a sense of strangeness and sacredness that is the source of the text when they are separated from the ancients by screens, facing each other's hazy figures!

With just one word "gu", Master Guo talked about the lunch box at noon. The child servant brought the lunch box, and all eleven formal disciples hurriedly finished the meal on the seat. No one cared about making friends and chatting. Wang Ge and Hu Zi did not communicate with each other. Everyone spread out the book of the book before the case, looking for the first part of the content of the morning recitation.

In the afternoon, Master Guo allowed all the disciples to read Jian Ce while still leading the recitation of the first part. After reciting it five times, he explained the word "toilet".

"The 'toilet' of a mixed toilet is the original meaning of using the toilet, and the pronunciation is the same as 'side'. From the pronunciation of 'side', it is mixed, which is the second sentence in the "Pian", but here, this word should be read "sub-time"!"

Wang Ge quickly carved the "Miscellaneous Toilet Read Miscellaneous Times" on the diabolic slip with a carving knife.

Mr. Guo: "There is a third pronunciation for the word "未", such as "未".

Wang Ge was dumbfounded!!

The pronunciation of Maotou is Maosi?

Which day is it? Let’s get it right now, this is the point! Fortunately, you used to say “thicken house” at home.

Master Guo walked over, swept away her rough and swollen back of her hand, and pity flashed by. He picked up the words she had carved, but could see them, and asked, "Have you known words before?"

Wang Ge stood up: "I went back to Master, there was a man in my disciple's village who knew how to read, so I learned some words."

"Well, sit down. If you have any memorizations and don't understand, you can ask the other disciples." While returning her bamboo slips, Guo squinted his eyes and poked his finger in the direction of Hu Zi.

"Yes! Thank you." Wang Ge sat down happily.

In the afterglow of the sunset, as the child servant came in to bow, it was time for the beginning of You to leave school.

When Wang Gegang and Huzi walked out of the water pavilion, a strong lady in brown came over and asked, "Is the lady Wang Jianggong? I am the craftsman of the Tianchejiansi. I will take you to the craftsman at the command of the commander."

Hu Zi pulled Wang Ge back, retreating so hard that he didn't have to look up to the other party. Leng Yan asked: "Every craftsman has several leaders. Which leaders are you serving?"

The lady replied proudly: "The Heavenly Carrier Shop... the chief officer."

"Xie Tangzhou! Humph, I guess it's him! Go back and tell him... Wang Jianggong was invited by me, Xie, and it was not the Xie family that Wang Jianggong asked! If the trolley is placed in front of Xie Tangzhou, it can't be imitated, and it's hard to figure it out, then change the place to do things! Hey, Sister Ge, go quickly, I'm hungry."

"Let's go." Wang Ge held his cold little hand. After the two of them left the craftsman's wife, she slowed down and said gratefully: "Thank you Huzi."

"It should be that I thanked Wang Jianggong for my own family. Ms. Wang met again. My surname was Xie and my name was Ji. Ji, which means An Ding. Hu Zi is my nickname."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!