Vicissitudes know Jinhua

The next day Qi Wushang left Chenjing, Qi Yupei took the sleepy Mu Zishi to see him out of the palace in person.

Yong Liang and his party were not many people, Qi Wushang only brought fifty soldiers with him, but they were all one-of-a-kind fighters, tall and vigorous, all dressed in dark thin cotton riding clothes, straddling Ujim Qin horses , carrying a scimitar with a hard bow on the waist.Every move is as crisp as cutting tofu with a knife, and the momentum brought out is like a thousand-man army. Qi Yupei couldn't help secretly praising Fengjing Wang's ability to manage the army and train troops.

Qi Wushang was dressed in military uniform, and his figure seemed to be straight and refreshing even with a gun. He took his own green horse with one hand, adjusted the saddle, and was about to jump on the horse's back, but hesitated for a moment, turned around, pulled Mu Zishi, and squatted down. Body asked: "Little devil, do you know who I am?"

In the early morning light, Qi Wushang's clothes and armor were bright, and he smiled with white teeth. Mu Zishi put down his hand rubbing his eyes, and nodded: "You are Prince Fengjing's son."

Qi Wushang smiled strangely: "Then do you know my name?"

Mu Zishi was taken aback, Qi Yupei called him Third Brother, others called him Your Highness, and I always called him you, you, you, you, you, and you, and I got along with him for more than ten days, but I really didn't know his name, so I hurriedly widened my eyes, trying to get away with it : "Your name is Qi...Qi..."

Qi Wushang snorted: "My name is not Qiqi!"

Mu Zishi immediately shut up, his eyes rolled back and forth, and he was very wronged: "Then what's your name? You never told me..."

Qi Wushang didn't make things difficult for him, he only drew out the short knife around his waist, took out an arrow from the quiver, and carved two words on the bottom of the blade with a spiked arrow: Wushang.

He is not good at calligraphy, but these two characters use arrows as pens and knives as paper, and they are bold and sharp, which is unforgettable.

Qi Wushang pointed at the blade and said in a low voice, "Wushang, my name."

Mu Zishi said: "Remember."

Qi Wushang put the saber back into its sheath, took it off from his waist, and put it in Mu Zishi's hand: "I'll see you off!"

After a second thought, he rubbed Mu Zishi's face. There was a leather-inlaid wrought copper palm protector on his palm, which was cold and rough: "No, I lost to you."

Laughing loudly, he got on his horse and galloped away.

Mu Zishi covered his face with one hand, feeling a hot and numb pain, and held the short knife in the other hand. Although the short knife was simple, it was made of fine iron and could swallow gold. Mu Zishi was too weak to hold it. Then he held both hands and sent it to Qi Yupei who had been silent all this time: "Your Highness..."

Qi Yupei took the knife and said calmly, "Are you going to give it to me?"

Mu Zishi's eyes turned on the knife, obviously revealing a trace of reluctance, but said: "All I have belongs to His Highness."

Qi Yupei seemed to smile: "Zi Shi is really smart and well-behaved."

After returning to the palace, he really didn't return the knife to Mu Zishi.

When Qi Wushang returned to Liangzhou, the new wind of Shelu Pass was blowing like a knife. When he was guarding the pass, he heard the sound of Qiang flute faintly sobbing in the silence of the night, and he held a warm pot of soup entrusted by his mother in his arms. Occasionally, he would think of Mu Zishi's cat eyes with crooked smiles, his clothes covered with snow, didn't feel the cold and hard work at all, he just felt that the time he was passing was so passionate and lively, that he was just a mere little ghost who got involved in the sky , is also so interesting and lovely, it is worrying.

Qi Wushang let out a breath of white air, turned his head to look at the dark inside the pass, and thought to himself, I don't know if the fourth brother treats him well?

In the blink of an eye, winter has already entered, and a few days later, Wu Shigui held a bamboo ruler in the study of the East Palace and stared at Mu Zishi for a test.

Let me recite the university first, the lecturer Wu blushed and said harshly: "If you make a mistake, swallow a word, slur a word, stumble a word, it is a board, put your hands first and then recite it."

Mu Zishi was startled, the window just opened a crack, he felt a gust of cold wind rushing from the back of his neck straight to his spine, he thought to himself that this posture, if slightly unfamiliar, but the palm of his hand is familiar.After weighing it, he spread his left hand tremblingly.

Wu Shigui channeled the energy in his dantian, stretched his arms, and firmly grasped the ruler: "Start."

Mu Zishi took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice: "The way of learning lies in Ming Mingde and being close to the people..."

Wu Shigui heard that his voice was full of twists and turns, and he was furious immediately: "The university covered the words of Confucius, but Zeng Zi said it, you are so timid and depressed, is it the attitude you should have when reciting the words of a sage?"

Before the words finished, there was a crisp sound like smashing a radish, but it was the ruler breaking his fast and finally tasted the meat.

Mu Zishi felt as if the tender flesh in his palm had been burned. He couldn't help but let out a soft cry of pain, his eyes were quickly clouded with water vapor, but he blinked and held back forcefully: "The so-called sincere person, don't be afraid of it." Deception. It is like a bad smell, like a lust, this is called self-modesty. Therefore, a gentleman must be careful about his independence..."

Wu Shigui's face was sullen, and the ruler pointed at Mu Zishi's thin fingers, ready to go, but the more he listened, the more strange he became. Mu Zishi had just been hit by the ruler, and if any other young child, he must have been shocked and flustered. Afterwards, his memorization got worse and worse, but Mu Zishi was opened up to the two veins of Ren and Du, and it seemed like he was enlightened. He only heard his words at the beginning with a slight choke, and he gradually spoke clearly and roundly, with smooth flow of water, and even more. The rhythm is fast and slow, and the severity is appropriate. Even with the rigor of my own students, I can't find any mistakes. I closed my eyes and listened.

Not long after Mu Zishi finished reciting it, Wu Shigui couldn't help nodding his head slightly, feeling vaguely in his heart that this child is not only intelligent, but also tenacious in mind, unstoppable in the face of setbacks, very quick introspection, he is indeed a talent to be made, and he will fly soaring in the future. It is very possible.

Immediately he said kindly: "Forget that you have passed, but reading should not be wasted for a day, and those that have been memorized should be reviewed frequently, so as to consolidate new knowledge."

Mu Zishi accepted the teaching with his hands down: "Yes, the students will remember what you say, sir."

After finishing speaking, he put his hands behind his back and touched the palm of his hand secretly. It seemed that there was an extra piece of meat, which was chubby and hot...

Wu Shigui took out the book, circled one by one, and explained word by word.

A teacher who knows the ten directions can teach one. Wu Shigui is well-versed in both ancient and modern times. He also devotes himself wholeheartedly to the lectures and quotes all over the place. This lesson is both clear and simple, and also Explanation of reasoning and meaning is full of wit and wit, and his teaching experience is very rich. Apart from eloquence, he never neglected that Mu Zishi was a beginner at a young age. The flesh and blood increased its color, and made Mu Zishi's eyes shine brightly and asked from time to time: "Sir, this article by the pre-Qin philosophers... When can I read one or two?"

When the shadow of the sun gradually moved away, Mu Zishi was still intoxicated, like a man who has been drought for a long time will meet the rain, forgetting the pain in the palm of his hand for a while, Wu Shigui saw that his expression was focused, his expression softened a little, his usual drooping The corners of his mouth also rose slightly, and he cleared his throat: "That's all for today, you have to concentrate on thinking about it after you go back, and I will have to ask questions in a few days."

He picked out several books and handed them to Mu Zishi: "Now that the university has memorized it, I will learn the Analects of Confucius and the Annotations of the Analects of Confucius. Also. When it comes to learning, self-cultivation, government affairs, and governing the country, it is all-encompassing and profound, so there is half of the Analects of Confucius saying that governing the world. You first recite it by yourself, and when you have memorized it correctly, I will explain it to you slowly. "

After finishing speaking, I rubbed my stomach and felt very hungry, and even a bit greedy for wine. Although the sage's words are good, he couldn't offer sacrifices to the Wu Zang Temple. It's a great pity. Dried and southern milk peanuts can also chew out the ham flavor to accompany wine.

As soon as he lifted his robe sleeves, he was about to step out, not wanting Mu Zishi to be more interested, so he begged: "Sir, can Zishi see the Theory of Passing Qin mentioned by Mr. just now?"

Wu Shigui pays attention to a step-by-step approach in teaching, and when the foundation is solid, students are allowed to learn a lot, so as to prevent those who are not strong-minded from easily falling into heresy and heresy. For a while, they put on a straight face and said sharply: "Go to university first, and you will be determined." It’s the scale, the Analects for the first time, it’s the foundation. After reading these two volumes, it’s like a house has been broken down, and the framework is all there. Read Mencius again, observe its development, and finally read the doctrine of the mean, seeking the subtleties of the ancients These are Zhu Zi’s words, although your nature is smart, you need to remember that it is useless to be greedy, and you must not rush for speed.”

After hearing this, Mu Zishi thought it over in his heart and thought it was true, but he had doubts: "What you said is true, but the student has also heard His Royal Highness say that stones from other mountains can be used to attack jade."

Wu Shigui sneered and said, "Then do you know the source of this sentence?"

Mu Zishi lowered his head and thought for a while, then said: "Your Highness said it came from "Poetry. Xiaoya. Heming"."

Wu Shigui nodded and said: "It's considered that I pay attention on a daily basis... Can you read and memorize the three hundred poems?"

Mu Zishi was stunned: "No."

Wu Shigui flicked his sleeves and said: "After you finish reading the Six Classics, you can mention this to me again!"

Thinking that it might be impossible to buy Nanru peanuts after leaving the palace late, even pig ears couldn’t pick fat ones, swallowed a mouthful of anger, and saw Mu Zishi’s innocent and eager face with big clear eyes, ruthless Angrily said: "Go back and copy the university ten more times!"

Said angrily and hurriedly left the palace.

Mu Zishi is not in a hurry, the East Palace has its own small kitchen, his meals are well prepared by Bi Luo, and when he returns home, they are served hot, there are soups and vegetables, the portions are small and complete, even the staple food See Tian'er's change of tricks.

Back at the Zhaoxu Palace in the East Palace, Bi Luo hurriedly came out to pick up the books and pens and other things. When he saw his palms swollen, his eyes were reddened and he said distressedly: "What do you mean? Was beaten by Mr. Wu? I have only read a few What about the Heavenly Book, was it beaten like this?"

Mu Zishi also felt pain in his hand, and seeing that Bi Luo's words were sincere, he took advantage of the opportunity to stick to her leg and pouted his mouth coquettishly: "Yeah, it hurts... Sister, I want to eat pine nuts."

Bi Luo said: "I'll peel it off for you at night, okay?"

As he said lightly to help him change his clothes, and rubbed his face with a hot towel, Mu Zishi felt refreshed, and muttered: "Fortunately, the master didn't hit his right hand, otherwise the ten college articles would be troublesome." gone."

Bi Luo settled him down, brought the food, and let him rest, fed him mouthfuls with a small spoon, and asked, "Why did Master Wu beat you?"

Mu Zishi enjoyed the tenderness of half-mother and half-sister very much, and it made up for the missing emotions since he was a child. He moved the embroidered pier and moved forward, almost snuggling up against Bi Luo, deliberately showing a bit of aggrieved expression Lai: "The voice trembled when I was endorsing the book."

Bi Luo spat secretly: "Master Wu is the most unreasonable... No wonder he is so ugly, his eyes are as big as the eye of a needle."

He scooped up a spoonful of fresh fish soup and put it into his mouth, and said worriedly: "Every shake of the endorsement will hit the palms of the hands, so what should we do in the future? You can't keep getting beaten, can you?"

Mu Zishi reassured her and said, "It doesn't matter. Since I know Mr. is strict, I won't be beaten next time."

Biluo seemed to have disbelief in her apricot eyes, and sighed: "I was born in a small family like me, and I didn't receive any beatings or scolding. I was raised by my parents and brothers since I was a child... You are still a young master of the Houfu. You have to come to the palace, but you have to suffer such a crime! Parents know, how much love do you have?"

Before he finished speaking, Mu Zishi choked on a mouthful of stewed eggs with mushrooms and winter bamboo shoots, and sprayed Biluo all over his front with nothing bad. Seeing the mess on Biluo's beautiful bust line, he felt ashamed and annoyed, coughing until his face turned red.

Bi Luo was terrified, hurriedly put down the bowls and spoons, didn't care about the dirty clothes, patted Mu Zishi on the back, and then raised a voice to order several other maidservants to come in and clean up.

After busying around in a mess, Mu Zishi said in a low voice, "Sister Biluo, don't mention my parents from now on, okay?"

Bi Luo is very sophisticated in his understanding of the world, and he vaguely knew from Mu Zishi's gaffe, thinking that he just said something wrong, nodded and said: "Yes."

Since then, I have become more cautious in my actions and words.