After rebirth, I became the stupid son of the Hou family

When Jiang Chen heard the applause, he looked back and saw an old man in his fifties or sixties with half-white beard and hair. Next to him was a young man in white clothes, standing behind him and applauding him.

When the elder saw him turning around, he gave him a thumbs up and said:

"What a poem, what a poem. I didn't expect that the young master could compose such a good poem at such a young age, and portray the scene in front of me so vividly and vividly. It's absolutely, absolutely, wonderful. This wording is exquisite. In one sentence, the disheveled childish person is The expression of the child's expression is clearly explained, and the words and sentences are neatly matched, and a picture of a child fishing comes to life. It is really admirable. I don't know what other masterpieces this little brother can do that can make me do it again. Enjoy it.”

When Jiang Chen heard the old man's praise, he didn't know whether he should tell him that this poem was not written by him.

But looking at the old man's attire as a scholar, even Hu Linneng wouldn't know that. He actually thought that the poem was written by himself. Since he was so interested in poems, he might as well read a few more poems to test whether they understood the poems he knew. Thinking of this, he said to the old man in front of him:

"The old gentleman has given you too much praise. Since he is also proficient in poetry, let's discuss and exchange ideas. It would be embarrassing for me. I hope that you will not hesitate to teach me."

After hearing what he said, the old man became more and more interested, laughed and said to him:

"Master, please, I am all ears."

Jiang Chen took a step back and read Meng Haoran's Chunxiao to the old man:

"You can't wake up to the dawn when you sleep in spring. You can hear the cries of dawn everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and you can tell how many flowers have fallen. Sir, could you please read this poem of mine?"

After the old man finished listening, he stared at Jiang Chen with his eyes wide open. The joy on his face was beyond words. He kept clapping his hands, looking at Jiang Chen as if he were a treasure, and said to him with great interest:

"Good poem, good poem. This poem not only captures the gorgeous scene of spring morning, but also describes the sound of birdsong after waking up. The third sentence turns to memories, and the last sentence returns to the present, from The joy of spring turns to the joy of spring. Not only is the language simple and natural, but the words are simple and the scenery is true, it is so wonderful that you can pick up such a scene. It is really a genius in poetry. , I can take the liberty to ask you, who did you study under? You have such literary talent at a young age. In time, you will definitely become a great person, a true genius. "

Jiang Chen wanted to explain it, but then he thought, he didn't need to add extra details, and he wouldn't be able to explain it at that time. You can't tell him that you are a time traveler from the future world. Thinking of this, he said to the old man:

"Thank you for your kindness, sir. My surname is Jiang Mingchen. I am over sixteen this year. I usually study poetry with my mother at home. I just made you laugh with a few clumsy poems. If poems like this are good, there are many more here. "

When Jiang Chen saw that the old man was so interested in these poems, he thought to himself that after showing him two poems, he considered himself a genius.

If I could recite to him all the poems I had memorized since childhood, wouldn't I be a poet saint in his eyes?

The old man in front of him stroked his gray beard and said to him:

"I didn't expect Mr. Jiang to be able to have beautiful things in his mind at such a young age, and write poems that even the old man can't match. I am not a talented man, and I am also a scholar who runs a school. I have an uninvited invitation. I wonder if you can follow me. Go to the academy and show some of your masterpieces to my disciples, so as to encourage them to learn from you and read your masterpieces often."

When Jiang Chen heard that the old man in front of him also ran a library, wasn't that equivalent to being the principal of the school?

I really want to see the ancient library, is it like the scene in the TV series? See how it is different from modern schools and teaching. Thinking of this, Jiang Chen bowed to the old man again and said:

"Disrespectful, sir, you are still a master. I am very honored to be loved and appreciated by you. I am deeply ashamed. I am willing to go with the old master. But I don't know how to call the master by his surname."

At this time, the young man next to the old gentleman took a step forward and saluted Jiang Chen:

"Sir, our master was a famous scholar all over the world in our Xuanwu Dynasty. Those students all over the world came here to study under his disciples. If I tell you his name, you will definitely be familiar with it. He is Master Chen Tingjian, a great scholar who is famous all over the world!”

Jiang Chen has just arrived in this Xuanwu Dynasty. No matter how famous you are all over the world, how can he recognize you?

But if you do as the Romans do, if you say you don't know them, then you will appear to be out of tune with them.

So I had to pretend to be surprised, bowed to the old master again and said:

"I have admired him for a long time, and I have admired him for a long time. It turns out that the person in front of me is Master Chen, who is famous all over the world. I am truly lucky."

Chen Tingjian helped Jiang Chen up. He liked the young man in front of him so much that he came up with the idea of ​​taking Jiang Chen into his sect.

However, gentlemen of his level and disciples all came here to join his disciples. He couldn't help but mention it to him.

I could only say to him without hesitation in words of praise:

"Young master, you don't have to be polite. Young talents like you are really rare. They are the future pillars of our Xuanwu Dynasty. I am lucky enough to meet you."

When the young man who followed Chen Tingjian saw that his husband liked Jiang Chen so much, he knew that he must have wanted to accept Jiang Chen as his disciple. But as a gentleman, it’s hard for me to say this. He came to Jiang Chen's side and said to Jiang Chen:

"Mr. Jiang, haven't you seen how much our husband likes you? Besides, for a famous person like our husband, don't you want to be his disciple and take part in scientific examinations to gain fame in the future?"

Jiang Chen thought about it. If he didn't take the imperial examination, he really didn't know where his future would be.

Although he didn't know what Chen Tingjian's knowledge was like, he must be full of knowledge since he dared to open a school to teach.

Thinking of this, he said to Chen Tingjian:

"Sir, since we are so destined to meet each other, I wonder if you would allow me to follow you and listen to your teachings at all times."

When Chen Tingjian heard what Jiang Chen said, he understood what he meant and immediately laughed and said

"Mr. Jiang, I am so talented, aren't you afraid that I will mislead you and delay your future?"

Jiang Chen bowed to him and said:

"I'm sorry, sir. It's my honor to be your disciple, so I'll take it as your acceptance."

Chen Tingjian couldn't restrain his inner love, he helped Jiang Chen up and said solemnly:

"In this case, I will accept you as my disciple. Come on, I will take you to see the private villa."

Jiang Chen followed Chen Tingjian along the river bank to a courtyard with green bricks and white tiles not far away, where the sound of reading could be heard loudly.

Only then did Jiang Chen realize that no wonder this village was simple and quiet, and even the villagers didn't look like that kind of ignorant people.

It turns out that there is such a private villa here. When you enter the door, you can see the beautiful environment in the yard and the shade of trees.

A huge crabapple tree in front of the door was full of pink flowers. There were students in twos and threes, all wearing linen and white clothes, and their attire was the same as that of the teenagers who followed the old man.

When they saw Chen Tingjian, they all came over and bowed. I saw Chen Tingjian calling to the young man in white beside him and saying:

"Zi Ye, call them all into the study and let them get to know each other."

The young man named Ziye said to Chen Tingjian:

"Sir, are you going to start classes early, but they haven't finished breakfast yet."

Chen Tingjian then remembered that he had not eaten breakfast either. He suddenly smiled and said to him:

"I haven't eaten my breakfast yet. It's really a shame. Ziye, go to the kitchen and ask them to bring breakfast here. I want to eat at the same table as Jiang Chen."

In ancient times, it was such an honor to be able to eat at the same table as your teacher, but as a modern person, Jiang Chen didn't think it was inappropriate to eat at the same table as his teacher, so he took a seat at the table with Chen Tingjian. .