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    "Xu'er, let's give him a quilt. It's cold at night and she'll freeze." "That's fine." Chen Xu nodded. A good man will do his best, send Buddha and travel to the West, and help his mother accumulate merit.  Outside the temple, the night rain rustled. Chen Xu's mother and son sat on the mattress and covered themselves with a quilt. The candlelight flickered and the sound of reading echoed in the crowded space of the ruined temple.  "Isn't it just right to learn and practice it over time? Isn't it nice to have friends from far away? Isn't it a gentleman if someone doesn't know something but is stunned?" The ancients had Kuang Heng chiseling a wall to steal light, Sun Jing's head hanging on a beam, Su Qin Zhui  Damn, who is reading on the road?  All the way north, under the "high pressure" of his mother, Chen Xu read the Three-Character Classic, memorized the surnames of hundreds of families and the Thousand-Character Classic. Now he has begun to conquer the Analects of Confucius. If he doesn't win the top prize in reading like this, God will not allow it.  , Chen Xu was thinking randomly while reading with his mother.  "Zaiyu sleeps during the day. Confucius said: 'Rotten wood cannot be carved, nor can a wall of dung be demolished! Why should I punish you?'" The more boring things are, the easier it is to get sleepy. When Chen Ying'er read these sentences, Chen Xu just  He felt that his eyelids were fighting, thinking that he was busy traveling during the day and had no rest at noon. He chanted absently: "Confucius said: If you don't sleep at noon, you will collapse in the afternoon; Mencius said: Confucius is right." "The Analects" has not been finished yet.  , Chen Xu has already dealt with "Mencius", this is a great talent; Chen Ying'er's face flushed with excitement, she glared at Chen Xu: "You should be beaten if you don't pay attention when studying!" Chen Ying'er took out the bamboo board  Chen Xu quickly grabbed her hand and said, "Mom, don't hit me." "You can't use tricks in learning. If you make a mistake, you will be punished." Chen Ying'er looked serious, and with a "pop" sound, the bamboo board fell heavily.  On the palm of her left hand, she was still counting.  "One." Chen Xu didn't mind being punished by his mother, but if his son made a mistake, he couldn't let his mother be punished on his behalf.  Although Chen Ying'er's method was almost rogue, it was very effective. Chen Xu reasoned with her, and she said, "If you don't teach strictly, the teacher will be lazy."  "Bang!" The second paddle then landed on her palm, with much greater force than the first. Before she could take a breath, the third paddle fell to the same position. After five strokes, Chen Ying'er's palm was already swollen.  .  "Mom, does it hurt?" Chen Ying'er didn't answer, she continued reading: "Zaiyu sleeps during the day. The Master said: 'Rotten wood cannot be carved, nor can a wall of dung be demolished! How can I punish you?'" Famous Human Beings  The scholar Mr. Qin Shou once said: People are forced out. This is really a good saying.  Before going to bed, Chen Xu memorized most of the Analects of Confucius.  In the dead of night, Chen Ying'er was already asleep. Chen Xu was lying next to her, holding her palm and listening to the sound of her breathing. His thoughts were ups and downs. He didn't know when the autumn rain stopped.  When she got up early the next morning, Chen Ying'er tidied the bedding, and Chen Xu checked the injury of the man in black. He or she was not only unconscious but also had a high fever.  "How is she?" Chen Ying'er asked.  The more injured he was, the more energy he needed to replenish. Chen Xu used the old earthen pot from last night to boil water, poured half a bowl of sugar water into the mouth of the man in black.  "It's hard to say whether he can make it through. Let him sleep here. When we settle down, I'll come back to see him." Chen Xu originally wanted to buy some herbs on the way, but thinking about the money thrown away by his mother, he couldn't bear it.  The words were swallowed back.  Peiping is a city with a "convex" structure. The outer city wraps the south side of the inner city, the inner city wraps the imperial city, and the imperial city wraps the Forbidden City.  In the early days of the founding of the Yan Dynasty, the east and west cities within the nine gates of the inner city were the main commercial areas. By the time of Shenzong, commerce in the outer city area south of the first three gates of the inner city gradually became prosperous. There were pig markets and coal markets outside Zhengyang Gate.  There is a rice market and firewood market outside Chongwen Gate; there is a vegetable market, mule market, and fruit market outside Xuanwu Gate.  "Xu'er, the Duke's Mansion is outside the Dong'an Gate of the Imperial City. How can we get there?" Chen Xu's mother and son stood on the street leading from Yongding Gate to Zhengyang Gate. He looked around and said, "We are going from Yongding Gate.  Entering the city, you will arrive at the inner city through the Zhengyang Gate. Turn right after entering the city gate and you will be there. " "Xu'er, how do you know?" Chen Xu: "" The two of them walked along the street and walked towards each other.  Here comes a man of about twenty years old, wearing a jade-colored robe decorated with soap-colored edges, and a square scarf on his head. He shakes his head and murmurs while walking. This is thanks to living in ancient times. If you go to modern times, you will definitely be hit by a car when you go out.  Collide.  Chen Xu wanted to ask him whether his reasoning just now was correct.  Chen Ying'er was not good at striking up conversations, so the task of asking for directions naturally fell to Chen Xu. In fact, he was not used to the Yan people's way of greeting, and he preferred the modern way.  "Hey, buddy, how to get to xxx?" It's a pity that he has to do as the Romans do when entering the country.   "Young master, please stay. I dare to ask you how you call me." The scholar looked at Chen Xu in surprise, bowed deeply and said, "I have met the young lady, and I am so polite." Chen Xu was so embarrassed that he raised his palm,  "Believe it or not, I will slap you." "Youyou are disgraceful to gentlemen." Back to the topic, the man introduced himself: "Xiaosheng Lingyang, courtesy name Zhongtian, is a scholar from last year's Yi Ke." "What is last year's Yi Ke?  Scholar? " "***" Ling Yang muttered a few words quickly.  Chen Xu still didn¡¯t hear clearly.  "The failed scholar." "Falled?" Chen Xu didn't react for a moment. He asked: "You are the scholar who fell to the ground when you stood on the room and 'Pack' fell to the ground?" "You insulted scholars!" Chen Xu  : "" Although the process of getting acquainted was not very pleasant, the two finally got to know each other. Chen Xu asked: "My mother and I are going to Ningguo Gong's Mansion. Should we turn right when we pass through Zhengyang Gate?" "I can't get through."  Ling Yang answered straightforwardly.  "Ah? Why?" Ling Yang felt a pity for each other when he saw Chen Xu. He was often called a nerd, but now he finally found a comrade. "Zhengyang Gate is the gate through which the emperor's carriages enter and exit, so it is also called the 'National Gate'. Your Majesty  He leaves the city twice every year: one is to worship at the Temple of Heaven during the winter solstice, and the other is to plow the fields at the Xiannong Altar.  Chen Xu looked at him as if nothing had happened: "It means the same as 'Master said'." Ling Yang suddenly realized, and then he asked: "Why are you going to my house?" "Your house?" "Ning Guogong Ling Xuan is the father of Xiaosheng.  ." Ling Yang slightly raised his hands to show respect when he spoke of his eldest father.  Chen Xu looked at Ling Yang, are the descendants of Duke Ning like this?  Turning back to his mother, he said, "Mom, we finally found the organization." Ling Yang led the way, and Chen Xu asked insinuatingly about Butler Jia's current situation.  "Are you coming to the capital to seek refuge with Butler Jia?" Chen Xu nodded in agreement. Ling Yang stopped, turned around and bowed deeply to Chen Ying'er who was sitting on the donkey's back. He cupped his hands and said, "I am in need of a book boy, Madam.  If you don't dislike it, why don't you become a scholar" "I don't agree." Before Ling Yang finished speaking, Chen Ying'er categorically denied it.  The book boy was a slave of his master and had to sign a contract of betrayal. Once he signed the contract of betrayal, he was no longer eligible to take the scientific examination. Chen Ying'er would rather suffer and suffer than ruin her son's future.  Chen Xu doesn¡¯t care at all. What¡¯s wrong with being a book boy?  Could it be that he couldn't fool such a nerd?  But seeing Chen Ying'er looking like she was about to cry, he couldn't help but grab Chen Ying'er's hand and said, "I listen to my mother." Not long after, the three of them arrived at Ning Guogong's mansion, with the door wide open and lights lit.  There was a red carpet in front of the door, and the servants and maids in the mansion did not line up to welcome him. Chen Xu looked at his mother and then at Ling Yang. Is it necessary to be so grand?  *********************** New books are uploaded. After reading them, everyone can click to collect them, and then click to recommend them. It¡¯s not troublesome. Really, thank you Ling Yun~  ~ ;
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