Sheng Shian

"You've put what you've learned into practice." Shen Ziqing nodded in relief.

The young master grinned his big white teeth, and his eyes rolled into a smile: "If Ziqing raises the white flag to surrender now, I won't eat your handsomeness, and I will leave you some Shaofu noodles."

"If you have ambition, then I will teach you a trick today." Shen Ziqing flicked the center of his eyebrows: "Throw yourself into perdition and then survive, and sink into death and then live. If you don't break the boat and fight with your back, how can you win a big victory? Let you lose." I am convinced."

Little Hou Ye's smile disappeared as soon as he saw it.

Shen Ziqing shook her head amusedly.

The young master wanted to sweep all the chessboard to the ground, but Ziqing would not play with him anymore, so he curled his lips and said, "I don't agree, I want to play another game!"

Shen Ziqing could never understand why the young master always wanted to win him. It seemed that when he lost to Song Fengan, he didn't want to fight for the second set.

Shen Ziqing patted his head: "I would like to admit defeat. I won this round. Tomorrow you will recite the chapters about King Hui of Liang and Gongsun Chou in "Mencius" to me."

"The man keeps his word, I will definitely not lie to you!" The young master patted his chest and said, "But I want to add another article, another game!"

Shen Ziqing smiled and pressed the Qingming acupoint with two fingers and said, "It's time for Hai, Nagasawa is obedient, go back to sleep earlier."

Seeing him like this, the young master pulled his hand down and said nervously, "Is Ziqing tired..."

"That's not true." A Liang put away the chessboard and said, "Master, after the morning, he must concentrate on explaining to the prince and Lord Hou. After the lecture, he has to play chess with Lord Hou. Iron Man can't hold it..."

Shen Ziqing glanced at A Liang, but A Liang remained silent.

Hearing this, the young master felt uncomfortable, bit his lips and walked in front of Shen Ziqing, and put his arms around his waist, like a freshly grown green bamboo shoot, leaning against his chest: "Ziqing, I'll go tell my aunt , I don’t want you to go and talk about it.”

Shen Ziqing pinched his face: "Well, you lord, you not only want to work my gods, but also cut off my officials. What a misfortune for the teacher."

At that time, he was only in his early twenties, and he was pretending to be a gentleman, which seemed a bit out of place.

The young master buried his face in him, and after a long time, he said sullenly: "Then I will find you to play again in three days..."

Shen Ziqing understood, but said sadly on purpose: "The white rabbit is wandering around. Clothes are not as good as new ones, and people are not as good as old ones. Does Hou Ye despise this old man?"

"Ziqing is not old." The young master hurriedly hugged him tightly, "I don't want Ziqing to work so hard..."

"When did the young master become so sensible?" Shen Ziqing's heart warmed, she yawned slightly, pulled him away and said, "Young master, there is no loyalty, filial piety or courtesy."

Young Master Hou made a grimace.

Shen Ziqing reluctantly walked to the bed, and took the handkerchief from A Liang.

But I saw that the little marquis also followed.

"Master Hou, is there anything else?" Shen Ziqing asked.

The young master blinked at him, and the man also sat up, lay on his lap, and said in a low voice, "Ziqing, I don't want to go back..."

"It's so dignified that Lord Hou doesn't come home at night. It's so dignified that it makes people laugh if you say it." Shen Ziqing said, "Ah Liang, send Lord Hou back."

The young master clenched some clothes, and his voice was rare and fragile: "Ziqing...I don't want to..."

"No." Shen Ziqing paused when she wiped her face, and cold water fell on the young master's face along the towel.

He suddenly thought that today seems to be Liu Xueshi's young master's birthday...

Shen Ziqing sighed: "Forget it..."

He lightly wiped off the water marks on the young master's face and said, "Ah Liang, go and tell Xueshi Liu, Master Hou was punished by me for copying Mencius, and he will not be allowed to go back tonight."

The young master didn't speak, but hugged him even tighter.

The maid beside him was getting ready to wash things, Shen Ziqing called him to get up and wash up, only then did he know that he had fallen into a deep sleep.

Shen Ziqing stroked his temples, and murmured: "All living beings are suffering, even the most noble people cannot escape... let alone ordinary people..."

Shen Ziqing stood up and carried him to the bed, wiped him with a towel, took off his shoes and socks, and closed the quilt.

I went to the guest room by myself.

At this time, the young master opened his eyes and shrank back under the blanket.

If there is one, there will be two. The young master will stay here when the reunion coincides with the festive season.I also saw Shen Ziqing scribbling something late at night, peeked at it, and understood it...

The Liu Mansion is happy to see it come to fruition, there are few people making earth-shaking disturbances, and everyone lives in peace.

But Shen Ziqing didn't think it was right, he vaguely felt that the young master had relied too much on him, and he was unwilling to accept the vast world and all sentient beings.

Relatives, confidantes, partners, there are still many things that the young master needs to try.

Time flies, three years in a blink of an eye.

The catkins blew and scattered all over the city, the tobacco was covered with fresh snow, and even the plum rain on the branches turned into a cup of old wine.

Young Master Hou is almost as tall as him.

His personality didn't change at all.

When Yu was speaking, the young master was wrong and right, and played cards out of common sense, and questioned several talented scholars in the book, making him feel ashamed.After being refuted by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, he felt that it was reasonable, so he stopped.

So far, no one dared to say a word, Master Hou is not wise.

A good story about Shen Shaofu began to spread in the capital, and when it was mentioned, it was the man who could teach the world's dandies and mortals into child prodigies.

Apprentice posts are like snowflakes, covering Shaofu's mansion.

Shen Ziqing decided to accept another student.

Can't lose to Song Fengan.

The first one to throw an olive branch was the Liu family, and it was the Empress Dowager who came forward and praised him for his good teaching.

He took the banquet invitations and walked around in front of Song Feng'an's gate all morning: "Feng'an, Feng Shui turns around, so why did the Liu Mansion send me invitations?"

Song Feng'an said: "My old man has peaches and plums all over the world. I will give you two branches as a relief."

Shen Ziqing nodded and said, "Are there any peaches and plums that the gentleman who asked the question has nothing to say?"

That day, there was Song Feng'an in the Taoism.

Song Feng'an pointed at him and said, "I'm not a good student you have taught me, and I dare to say anything about double paradoxes to make things difficult for you, sir. If you can solve this problem, I don't think you need to take the imperial examination, just become a Buddha right away."

Shen Ziqing heard about it, and patted him on the shoulder embarrassingly, and said, "The sea is open to all rivers and rivers, and tolerance is great. What does the Song University scholar care about with a child..."

Song Feng'an knew him well, snorted and said, "Do you have anything to ask me?"

Shen Ziqing smiled: "The parents who gave birth to me will be blessed by those who know me. How do you think I was able to postpone this banquet?"

"Kiss the queen mother, do you dare to retreat?" Song Fengan asked with his eyes closed.

"Of course I don't dare, but the great scholars of the Song Dynasty are as humble as they are, and their virtues are profound. Their knowledge and virtues are all role models for my generation. I feel ashamed and dare not go beyond." Shen Ziqing cupped his hands.

This is to use the name of Song Feng'an's teaching to decline, so naturally I have to say hello to him.

"A gentleman wants to be slow in words, but quick in action. Look at your flattering appearance with a lot of tongue, and how is it different from those treacherous ministers who flatter you!" Song Feng'an suffered from dementia again. Couldn't help cursing a few words.

Shen Ziqing smiled even more obsequiously: "Willing to be a treacherous minister for the Grand Master Song!"

Song Fengan's embarrassing elder scolded, "Shen Ziqing!"

Shen Ziqing immediately stretched out two fingers and said, "I swear to God, never dare again!"

Only then did Song Feng'an relax a bit and said, "It's because of your little devil again?"

The relationship between the little duke and the Liu family is in dire straits, so he definitely can't teach them.

"What little devil! Song Feng'an, your etiquette is high or low! That's Da Qi's golden branch and jade leaf!"

"Oh, do you only know the golden branches and jade leaves of fighting cocks and birds every day?"

Shen Ziqing said angrily: "If you can gain wisdom and enlightenment while playing, why can't you combine learning with games? I think you are a stubborn old-fashioned old man! The sage Kong Zilu is different from Ran You. How can you read the Analects of Confucius a hundred times?" I haven't learned the principle of teaching students according to their aptitude, making use of their strengths and avoiding their weaknesses!"

Song Feng'an knew that he was right, but he couldn't accept it, and snorted coldly: "Just want to have fun, but have no ambitions!"

"You can't be Lord Marquis even if you have great ambitions!" Shen Ziqing left angrily.

Song Feng'an frowned, and said to his back: "Only virtue wins is called a gentleman, and only when virtue wins is called a villain. Ziqing has been teaching the young master for three years. He only sees talent but not virtue. Isn't it true?" No need to introspect."

Shen Shi stopped in his tracks and asked: "Master Hou is pure and kind, with a pure heart, where is there no virtue?"

"That was in front of you." Song Fengan stepped forward to accept his post: "I can push this matter for you, but after all, I can't push it for a lifetime. Now he has no respect for his elders and contradicts Mr., and he will be lawless in the future." , out of evil. Shen Ziqing, a strict teacher produces an excellent student, if you indulge him like this, you will only ruin him."

Shen Ziqing held the hand of the banquet post and did not let go. Song Fengan continued: "Students are like young eagles perched on a cliff, and my husband is like a long pine on the edge of a cliff. If you don't let go, he won't be able to grow wings. Ziqing doesn't think so. , is Hou Ye too dependent on you?"

How can he not know what others can see.

Shen Ziqing took out the banquet invitation, put it in her sleeves, and lowered her eyes: "Song Feng'an, you are really annoying."

Since you want to recruit apprentices, it doesn't matter who you accept.

Song Fengan left disapprovingly.

Shen Ziqing went to the Lotus Appreciation Banquet. He originally wanted to have more disciples, to distract attention from Lord Hou, to alienate him a little, and to let Lord Hou take a look at the scenery and people around him.

Unexpectedly, there was a big mess.

Shen Ziqing walked leisurely along the lotus pond, but without much elegance.

There were voices praising the lotus pond all around, saying, "Jinghu is three hundred miles away, and the lotus blossoms in the hanju", only a child who is about the same age as Lord Hou is shaking his head at the lotus pond. Shen Ziqing was quite curious, and he asked: " Young master, are you looking at the lotus pond?"

"Exactly." The man turned around, his eyebrows were somewhat similar to those of Lord Hou, and he said respectfully, "I have seen Shaofu."

"You recognize me?" Shen Ziqing asked.

"Most of the people who came to enjoy the lotus banquet today are the children of the Liu family. I have never seen Shaofu with such a magnanimity, and I think there is no one else."

Shen Ziqing smiled, and turned to look at the lotus pond: "Three or four o'clock in the green moss on the pond, one or two orioles on the bottom of the leaves, the day is long and the catkins are flying lightly. Such a leisurely and beautiful scenery, why did you shake your head?"

The young master said modestly: "The lotus pond in the palace is too particular, how much space is left, how many branches, and even the size of the lotus leaves are carefully designed. The beauty is like an impeccable composition of a landscape painting, but it has lost its aura."

Appreciating lotus in the twelfth lunar month of winter is an extremely ironic thing.

Shen Ziqing saw that he had extraordinary insights and a pleasing appearance, and asked appreciatively, "Which son of the Liu family are you? Who do you study under?"