161. Chapter 161

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But Zhao'er couldn't sleep today. She was a little excited when she came back from the main room.

She turned over, and then another.

"You do not sleep?"

Normally, they wouldn't rest so early, but they both had a busy day today, so they turned off the lights after getting on the bed. However, there was a moon outside, and it was still vaguely visible inside the house.

Zhao'er half sat up and moved next to Xue Tingyan.

"Gouer, tell me what you meant when you scolded that old killer just now?"

Zhao'er knew how to scold and had scolded others before, but he had never seen such a method of scolding. Yang Zhong was so angry that he was so angry that the Xue family didn't even know how to persuade him. From Zhao'er's point of view, isn't this a collection of curses? Can you curse people without uttering curse words?

She wanted to learn this method, and it would always come in handy.

Xue Tingyan turned over and gave her a backbone.

Zhao'er poked his shoulder with his finger: "What's wrong? Why are you angry again?"

He didn't move, so she moved closer.

There was only one person's distance between the two of them, and they were only wearing thin clothes when sleeping. Zhao'er came closer, and even though Xue Tingyan was carrying his back, he felt a rush of heat coming towards him, mixed with a faint fragrance that seemed to be absent.

There was a strange softness slightly attached to his shoulder. Xue Tingyan's back stiffened as she heard her say above her head: "Don't take that old killer's words to heart. I'm not saying that uncle and aunt are too narrow-minded." Too much, after making such a fuss, do you really think that I will regret it? Even if the family doesn’t say anything, there are still people outside watching, so don’t worry, we have already booked the school. "

She was very close to him, and the heat of her words sprayed on the tips of his ears, making him tremble again and again. At the same time, a hot and numb feeling ran from the tips of his ears to his neck, causing waves of unconscious shudders.

His breathing was a little tight and he couldn't help but turn over.

Zhao'er was still talking, but she didn't expect that he would suddenly turn over, and his face would suddenly crash into her arms.

Xue Tingyan's mind went blank for a moment, and she subconsciously fell back. It was obvious that it was about to leave at the first touch, but it clearly felt a suffocating softness, and there was a faint bulge.

He recalled some situations in the dream, and felt his nose was hot, as if something was flowing out.

"Are you okay?" Zhao'er heard a thud and saw that he was motionless. He thought something had happened to him because he was hit, so he hurriedly came up to look at his face.

"Why are you panicking? It's true. Come on, let me rub it for you."

He covered his nose with one hand and pushed her with the other: "I'm fine, it doesn't hurt." He quickly turned over and stammered: "It's getting late, go to sleep."

"You haven't told me what you mean by that!"

"It doesn't mean anything, I just want him to pee and take a picture of himself!"

"Ah?!" Zhao'er was stunned, and after a while he said: "So that's what he meant, then just let him pee and take a picture of you, and he said so many more words."

Seeing that he didn't answer him, Zhao'er sat for a while and then lay down.

"Okay, go to sleep now, I won't disturb you anymore."

*

Yang Zhong stayed at Xue's house for one night and left the next day.

Because it was the busy farming period, the Xue family resumed their usual work, and no one mentioned the previous incident. It seemed that nothing happened that night.

Everything was so busy and yet so peaceful.

On this day, Xue Tingyan and Zhao'er went to town early in the morning.

Different from the past, Xue Tingyan wore new clothes today.

Zhao'er rushed out these clothes overnight because Boss Chen said he would take Xue Tingyan to Qingyuan Academy. This trip is of great significance, so naturally we can’t just take it as casually as before.

The gray-blue cotton robe was made by Zhao'er in imitation of the student shirts in town. Although the style was simple, it was starched and washed after it was made, making it look extra straight and fit. Although Xue Tingyan is thin, her shoulders are flat and her back is straight. Wearing this student shirt, she has an extraordinarily airy temperament of a jade tree facing the wind.

When they arrived at the place, Boss Chen took Xue Tingyan out, while Zhao'er stayed in Dongliju.

The two of them walked all the way to the east of the town. The farther they went, the more secluded they became. After walking for almost a cup of tea, they saw a building with white walls and black tiles standing at the end of the line of sight.

Seeing Xue Tingyan's eyes lingering on that building, Boss Chen said: "That's Qinghe Academy." After a pause, he raised his hand and pointed to a house not far behind Qinghe Academy: "That's Qingyuan. School."

The two of them walked forward and passed by Qinghe Academy. They saw that this academy was really extraordinary. The whole building exudes a majestic temperament. The gate tower stands majestically, and the door plaque reads "Qinghe Academy" in large golden letters. The two doors painted with black oil are tightly closed, and they look like they are shutting out people thousands of miles away. momentum.

"It's still too late for you to regret it now," Boss Chen said.

Following the sound of voices, the two of them crossed the Qinghe Academy and saw the small courtyard not far away that was obviously much more dilapidated.

The courtyard is rigorous and simple, with white walls and gray-black tiles. Even the door plaque is much smaller than that of Qinghe Academy, with a few simple big characters written on it——

Qingyuan Academy.

Obviously, no matter where you look from, it is not as good as the Qinghe Academy, but standing under the square door plaque and looking at the words on it, Xue Tingyan felt a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.

"Now that I'm here, kid, I have no intention of regretting it."

Boss Chen glanced at him appreciatively and stepped forward to call the door.

Not long after, an old man opened the door from the inside.

He seemed to know Boss Chen and led the two of them in without asking too much.

This school may not seem big, but in fact, although it is small, it has all the internal organs. It is the same as any other academy. After passing the screen wall, there is a lecture hall on the central axis, with two rooms on the left and right. A temple is built on the left to commemorate the saint Confucius, and the room on the right is where the teacher sits, rests and collects books.

After the lecture hall, there must be a shooting garden, dormitory, kitchen, etc. Xue Tingyan knew the layout without looking at it. Because in his dream, he studied in Qinghe Academy for several years, but Qinghe Academy was much more spacious and grand than Qingyuan Academy.

Boss Chen guided Xue Tingyan to the studio on the right in a familiar manner. When he arrived at a side room, he straightened his clothes and sleeves and took Xue Tingyan in.

The decoration of this wing room is simple and elegant. There is a large picture hanging on the painting in the middle hall, with the words "Peace and Peace" written on it. In front of the words stood a thin middle-aged man, wearing a dark blue scholar's shirt and a square scarf.

When he heard the noise, he turned around and saw that he had long eyebrows, a thin face, and a few strands of beard. Judging from his appearance, he is a very serious and rigid person, but his eyes are calm and profound, and he is obviously a man of great wisdom.

This person is Lin Miao, the owner of Qingyuan Academy.

"Brother An Qi, I'm here to bother you again." Boss Chen said with a smile and cupped his hands.

"The wise brother Mo."

Lin Miao had a smile on his face, and he obviously had a good relationship with Boss Chen. After the two exchanged pleasantries, Boss Chen pointed at Xue Tingyan and said, "This is the young man I told you about."

Lin Miao looked over.

Obviously Xue Tingyan has a wide range of knowledge. There is no kind of person he has not seen in that dream. Even he has seen several of them, but he still feels a sense of awe for some reason.

"My dear Xue Tingyan, I have met you sir." He clasped his hands together and bowed in salute.

Lin Miao nodded: "Since you're here, just stay. The academy will open in ten days, so just come over then."

"Thank you, sir."

Boss Chen glanced at Lin Miao, as if he had something to say. Seeing this, Xue Tingyan wisely said that he was going out for a walk, and avoided going out.

After Xue Tingyan went out, Boss Chen said: "Brother An Qi, don't you believe in your younger brother's vision? I have observed these days that this boy has a calm mind, is a diligent student, and is quite talented in reading. He is only missing one person now. A good teacher, if you have a good teacher to guide you, your future will be limitless.”

The reason why Boss Chen said this was because Lin Miao's performance was too mediocre. He originally thought that Lin Miao loved calligraphy, and after seeing Xue Tingyan's calligraphy, and because of his lobbying, he wanted to accept him as a student.

This student is different from the students in the academy and can be regarded as a disciple. As the saying goes, once a teacher, always a father. A child does not have just one teacher from elementary school until he passes the examination/qualification.

When you are learning, you are called a mentor, that is, a teacher of enlightenment. The master is the teacher who teaches the profession, also known as the master of scriptures. Those who teach him must pass on his scriptures, and those who pass on his scriptures must educate others. Therefore, a master is extremely important to a student. There are also human teachers and seat teachers, which are not mentioned here.

As for what Boss Chen said about "accepting students", teachers are more like a combination of professional teachers and human teachers to students. They should not only impart knowledge but also teach them the principles of life. They are different from treating ordinary students. The teacher must carefully cultivate him and pass on his own mantle.

Of course, students also have to pay, and they must truly be teachers for one day and fathers for life. This kind of relationship, which is not father and son, but more like father and son, is very popular in scholars nowadays. The intertwined relationships among the people in the scholarly forest were based on this and gradually developed into a towering tree.

Lin Miao laughed: "You think very highly of him."

Boss Chen chuckled: "If I didn't miss you, you think I would have the leisure to mind your business. Don't forget the October competition. If Qingyuan Academy loses again this year..."

Boss Chen didn't say the next words, but Lin Miao also understood what he meant.

He sighed softly: "Everything is determined by God. If the reality is like this, it cannot be forced."

Boss Chen shook his head repeatedly and stamped his feet: "Oh, I'm not talking about you, but your temper is the most troublesome. You talk to others about the way of a gentleman, but others never agree with you. Year after year. They all failed at the hands of that villain, and now no good young people are willing to come here to study. What should we do if things continue like this?"

"Brother Mo, you don't understand."

"Yes, yes, I don't understand. I only know that if this continues, the reputation of Qingyuan Academy will be lost in your hands."

After finishing speaking, both of them were silent.

Lin Miao looked tired, and Boss Chen seemed to know that he had made a mistake. He lowered his tone and said, "I can't do anything to you. Anyway, I brought him to you. I really value this child. As for the rest, you can figure it out yourself."

Lin Miao nodded: "Brother Mo, I would like to thank you here in advance, but we will discuss the matter of accepting disciples later. Don't worry, he will soon join the Qingyuan Academy, and I will teach him with all my heart."

Boss Chen also understood where his heart was, but he didn't force it. The two chatted for a while, and then Boss Chen said goodbye.

When Boss Chen came out of the wing, Xue Tingyan had just returned.

He was taken by Zhaifu to walk around the academy. It was obvious that the academy was quite old. The paint on many buildings had peeled off, but every flower, grass and tree was elegant.

It looked like a place for reading, unlike the Qinghe Academy, which was full of money.

The two left together. On the way, Xue Tingyan asked Boss Chen about the tuition.

After asking, he learned that the tuition at Qingyuan Academy was very cheap. In addition to the six customary gifts of apprenticeship, it only cost one or two taels of silver a year.

As for the festival gifts for honoring the teacher, it depends on the family situation and the intention. It doesn't matter whether you send it or not. In addition, regarding the issue of living in the dormitory, you can choose to live in the dormitory or not, but you must attend the morning reading every day. As for the meal, you can choose to bring your own rice or pay a certain amount of silver every month for the school to provide it. It is negotiable.

Unlike the Qinghe Academy, which forced students to live in the dormitory just to collect the expensive accommodation and meal fees.

According to Boss Chen, when Qingyuan Academy was subsidized by the imperial court, the annual one or two taels of silver were not collected. It was only after the subsidy was lost that the teachers and servants in the academy had to support their families, so they collected silver.

Boss Chen said with a sigh, and Xue Tingxuan sighed in his heart.

In his dream, 'Xue Tingxuan' studied in Qinghe Academy for three years. If he had known about the Qingyuan Academy earlier, Zhao'er would not have been busy running around for his tuition, and he would not have been so desperate when he was abandoned by his family, and he would not have wasted three years in Qinghe Academy.

Fortunately, reality and dreams finally deviated, and Xue Tingxuan inexplicably felt a sense of relief.

There was no other reason, because this posture showed the girl's figure vividly. High/breasts/upturned/hips, slender waist, Xue Tingxuan had never seen such a scene before, and a very unfamiliar feeling of heat rose in his body.

But at the same time, it was not unfamiliar. A picture appeared in his mind, which was the wedding night of the two.

In the dream, he didn't like her at that time, but he thought it was natural to marry her.

It was a deep-rooted idea that she should be his wife.

It was just that this potential deepest emotion was covered by his awkwardness and ignorance, especially when he went to study in the academy and let his classmates know that he had a child bride from the countryside, which attracted a lot of ridicule.

But in fact, he liked her deep in his heart, so she was tormented by him on the wedding night.

Originally, he was ignorant, and she was a virgin, so he felt sorry for her and she felt sorry for him. But he felt sorry for her, and she cried with tears and snot. It was the first time she showed weakness in front of him, and from then on he liked this way of bullying her.