Daming: Is There Imperial Examination Fraud At The Beginning? I Cry As A Candidate During The Test

Chapter 76 Ye Xuan: What’s so interesting about Confucian classics? Zhu Yuanzhang was confused!

The sun shines brightly on the glazed tiles of the main hall.

Neat shouts came from time to time.

When the maids, eunuchs, and patrolling guards near the palace saw the scene in front of them, their eyes widened and their mouths opened wide.

Under the not-so-scorching sun, a group of waist-high little dumplings were queuing up in a long queue.

The small body moved its short and thick legs and trotted forward. The chubby short arms were raised to the side of the waist at a 90-degree angle, swinging forcefully back and forth.

A slightly rapid and hot breath came out of his mouth, his face was flushed, and fine and crystal beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and the tip of his nose.

"——‚——‚—=—!"

The little dumplings made childish and crisp slogans.

Ye Xuan ran back and forth from time to time next to a long queue.

"Those behind, run faster!"

"Don't be left behind!"

"Zhu Gaochi, hold on!!"

"Those in front don't run too fast, follow the rhythm!"

"Take two steps and take one breath, don't let your breath get messy!"

The little group tried their best to run around the palace. The palace in Ohondo is not very big. If you are an adult, you can finish it in about ten minutes.

However, these little guys have short hands and short legs. They feel that the palace of the main hall is very long, like the Great Wall with no end.

*7%....

The breathing of the little dumplings gradually became more rapid, their chests rose and fell sharply, and the air they breathed in seemed to have a burning sensation, burning their throats, heart and lungs.

"Haah, haah, haah..."

They panted rapidly, gritted their teeth, and ran forward with laborious legs, insisting not to fall behind.

Above the eaves of the palace, a figure flashed past.

Then this figure appeared on the eaves of a palace not far away.

Mao Xiang half-crouched on the glazed tiles, looking at the scene of Ye Xuan running circles with the little dumplings, his eyelids twitching uneasily.

My good boy.

If these pampered emperors and grandsons are tortured like this, they won't join the group, right?

He has never seen anyone dare to treat the emperor's grandchildren so roughly. Ye Xuan was the first one since the founding of the Ming Dynasty.

The voices over there were still coming from time to time. He took a deep look and then returned to resume his life.

"The run is almost over!"

"Hold on a little longer!"

"Breathe in and breathe out, breathe in and breathe out..."

In the bushes of the main hall, Zhu Yuanzhang was looking out.

Why haven't the emperor's grandchildren come back yet?

Why hasn't Mao Xiang come back yet?

He desperately wanted to know how the emperor's grandchildren were doing now, but he couldn't see it now, so he was quite anxious.

"emperor."

Mao Xiang's figure suddenly appeared next to him.

Zhu Yuanzhang was overjoyed.

"How are the royal grandchildren?"

"Reporting back to the emperor, the emperor's grandchildren are running laps hard. They are almost back from the run and should be back soon.

As soon as Mao Xiang finished speaking, the shouts of the group of little dumplings approached.

"——,——,—=—!"

Zhu Yuanzhang saw a group of panting, red-faced, and sweaty little dumplings running back.

"okay."

“The lap is over.

Running back to the courtyard of the main hall, Ye Xuan announced.

This group of little dumplings suddenly fell into a heap from exhaustion. They either sat in a ball or collapsed on the ground. They had no etiquette and majesty of the past emperors and grandsons, and were similar to kindergarten children and elementary school students in previous lives.

They were like puppies sticking out their tongues and breathing with their mouths wide open.

"Don't sit down or lie down directly after running. Stand up, walk slowly, let your breathing slowly recover, and gradually relax your muscles!"

Ye Xuan shouted seriously.

After hearing Ye Xuan's words, this group of little dumplings, who were almost as tired as dogs, could only get up from the ground, walk back and forth slowly, and slowly adjust their breathing.

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes fell on Zhu Xiongying.

Zhu Xiongying is pampered.

He was also extremely doted on by Zhu Yuanzhang.

He was very weak.

Now after just running a few laps, he was already sweating profusely, the clothes on his back were soaked with sweat, and his breathing was very rapid.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked distressed.

But then I thought about it.

If this can help the royal and grandsons keep fit, working so hard can be considered a good thing.

Ye Xuan raised his head and glanced at the sky.

It's almost time for get out of class to end.

Ye Xuan shouted loudly:

"You need to stick to Wu Qin Xi and running every day, so that you can have the effect of strengthening your body."

"Did you hear that clearly?"

"Listen clearly!"

The little dumplings all responded with clear and childish shouts.

Ye Xuan nodded and prepared to end today's class.

The days of teaching the emperor's grandson were simply not pleasant.

Run around in circles, practice the next five plays and it's over.

Another day of easy fishing.

It's time to get off work.

Ye Xuan, who realized the happiness of the physical education teacher, thought so in his heart.

At this time, a small dumpling that was no more than Ye Xuan's waist came up to him. His fair and baby-fat little face raised his head curiously, looked at Ye Xuan, and asked:

"Teacher, teacher, why are your teaching methods so different from those of other teachers?"

Ye Xuan looked at the curious little dumpling Zhu Yunwen in front of him and saw the baby fat on his small face.

It must feel like pudding, right?

It must be soft.

Q bomb.

He resisted the urge to pinch and said seriously:

"Every teacher has his own teaching method. Think about it, are there any subtle differences in the teaching methods of other teachers?"

Zhu Yunwen Xiaotuanzi tilted his head.

Have it?

Why didn't he see it?

"Then, why doesn't Master teach us the Four Books and Five Classics?"

“Other teachers all taught us the Four Books and Five Classics.

Zhu Yunwen Xiaotuanzi continued to ask curious questions.

Zhu Yunwen's 830 question attracted the attention of other small dumplings, who all surrounded Ye Xuan and started chattering.

"Yes, yes, the other teachers teach the contents of the Four Books and Five Classics. If you say 'that's what you mean', it's the Holy Principles."

"The teacher is the most unique. He taught us a map of the world and asked us to write a policy for assuming we would be the feudal king."

"Also, Wuqinxi!"

"Run a lap!"

"BE...."

Zhu Gaochi Xiaotuanzi, who was as soft as a bone, leaned on his brother Zhu Gaoxu's back and said weakly.

This group of little dumplings looked up with curious little faces, waiting for Ye Xuan's answer.

"Four Books and Five Classics?" Ye Xuan couldn't help but sneer, "Most of the Four Books and Five Classics are Confucian classics, but what's so interesting about Confucian classics?"

Ye Xuan's voice was full of disdain and ridicule.

As soon as these words came out, the black and round eyes of the little dumplings opened wide, and vivid astonishment appeared on their young faces.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was hiding in the bushes and eavesdropping, thought that get out of class was about to end. He was about to sneak away with Mao Xiang. Unexpectedly, he heard Ye Xuan's shocking words, and he continued to squat back into the bushes.

"Why did this kid say these words?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was puzzled.

Confucianism is regarded as "the classic" by the world.

And it has been highly praised by emperors of all dynasties.

However, Ye Xuan's tone seems to be dismissive?