Datang broom star

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Shen Qiu watched the dispute and did not speak.

Not long after, someone came back to investigate.

"Shen Zhongguan, Zhao Yan copied a lot of things at home, and I brought a copy."

This product was illiterate, and it fell over when it was taken out.

Shen Qiu glanced at it, and then couldn't move his eyes for a long time.

"Before I was born, I heard the Tao before me, and I learned from it; after I was born, I heard the Tao before me, so I learned from it. My teacher also..."

Later, this teacher said it was sent to the emperor's desk.

"Wow! It's been a long time since the teaching of teachers has not been taught! It is difficult to want people to be free from confusion! The saints in ancient times were far away from others, and they still asked if they were teachers; the people of today are also far away from saints. Well, I am ashamed to learn from my teacher. Therefore, the sage benefits the sage, and the foolish benefits the fool. Is it because of this that the saint is holy and the fool is stupid?"

Li Zhi raised his head and praised: "What a teacher said, this article should be recited by the people of the world, as a motto."

The prince is reading.

At the end of one class, Zhao Erniang stood up and said, "The prince is tired, let's rest."

Li Hong shook his head, "I'm not tired."

Outside, a servant hurried in.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty ordered your servants to send this article, please read it carefully."

Zhao Erniang turned around, "Is this His Majesty's new work? Your Highness, please read it carefully."

Li Hong nodded, and Zhao Erniang took the article and began to recite, "Ancient scholars must have teachers. Teachers, so preaching and receiving karma to solve doubts..."

Jiang Linzun came in, closed his eyes, shook his head...

Cao Yingxiong also closed his eyes, but he was trying to recite.

"...That's why disciples don't have to be inferior to teachers, and teachers don't have to be better than disciples. There is a priority in learning the truth, and there is a specialization in art, that's all..."

Zhao Erniang raised her head.

"A peerless article!"

Jiang Linzun clapped his hands and praised, and said happily, "If you love your son, you will choose a teacher and teach him; as for yourself, you will be ashamed of the teacher and confused. The teacher of the boy, the reader who teaches the book and learns the sentence, is not what I say Those who pass on the way to solve their confusion are also...excellent and good writing, I am convinced!"

Cao Yingxiong felt that this article was really wonderful, "A good article can last forever!"

Li Hong asked, "Who wrote it?"

Zhao Erniang bowed her head, "Ziyan of Zhao's family is seventeen years old, he is fond of new learning, and he is familiar with both physics and arithmetic. He is not limited by the time, but he has learned from others. Yu Jiaqi is able to practice the old way, so he wrote "Shi Shuo" to benefit him."

Ding!

It was as if something was hitting everyone's heartstrings.

Li Hong clapped his hands and laughed, "It's uncle!"

The elder brother really made an extraordinary move...Cao Yingxiong smiled and said, "It turned out to be an article written by the elder brother to his disciples? Hahahaha!"

Zhao Erniang murmured: "People say that Marquis Wuyang is only talented in poetry, but his articles are not outstanding, but today's teacher said, how many so-called masters of articles have been ashamed. He has a great talent but refuses to show it. The Marquis of Wuyang Her bosom... is indeed broad."

Jiang Linzun covered his face and left.

And in math...

Zhao Yan pressed the teacher's statement on his desk with a paperweight, and then went to class.

"Little Zhao!"

Han Wei came, and seeing that Zhao Yan was not there, he smiled and said, "Sure enough, hardworking, hey, what is this?"

The wind blew, and the papers on the desk fluttered, but were pressed down by the paperweight.

"The teacher said..."

When Zhao Yan came back, he found that his room was full of people.

"This is……"

People turn back.

"Is this written by Marquis Wuyang for you?"

Zhao Yan nodded.

Jia Pingan slipped away at noon as usual.

"Xiao Jia!"

Li Ji stopped him and asked, "Why hasn't Jingye stayed at night lately?"

Uh!

Mostly to shake ass.

"Mostly drinking with friends."

A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist!

Looking at Li Ji's suspicious gaze, Jia Pingan quickly ran away, but Lao Li's moves were like lightning, and he grabbed him immediately, "Say!"

Jia Pingan looked confused, "Mr. Ying, what are you talking about?"

Li Ji said indifferently: "If the old man is not in Shangshu Province, do you think Ren Yaxiang will open the door for you?"

boy!

be honest!

Jia Pingan was helpless, "Say yes...to see the ass kicking!"

"Beast!"

Li Ji was trembling with anger.

"Duke of England, take care!"

Li Yifu passed by and said this sentence.

Jia Pingan hurried away.