The Little First Grand Secretary in My House

In the second house, Zhaoer poured some hot water, and the two men washed their feet and rested on the kang.

A big kang, two beds, one for each.

But Keerer was a little sleepy today, and when she came back from the main room, her emotions became a little overwhelming.

She turned over and over again.

"You do not sleep?"

It would have been reasonable to say that it wouldn't be so early, but now both of them are busy for a day, so when the children are on the kang, they turn off the lights. But there were months outside, and the room was still vaguely visible.

Zhaoer sat up halfway and leaned beside Xue Tingyan.

"Dog, what do you mean by telling your sister that you just scolded the old killer?"

Zhaoer scolded people and scolded others, but he had never seen such a scolding method. He just scolded Yang Zhong and became angry, but the Xue family did not know how to persuade them. From the point of view of recruiting children, isn't this the masterpiece of cursing people?

She wants to learn this method, always useful.

Xue Tingyan turned over and gave her a spine.

Zhaoer poked his shoulder with his finger: "What's the matter? How angry?"

He didn't move, and she moved forward.

The two were separated by only one person, and they wore thin while sleeping. Zhaoer leaned over, even though Xue Tingyan was on his back, he felt a rush of heat coming towards him, which was also mixed with a hint of faint fragrance.

There was a strange soft touch on his shoulder, Xue Tingyan stiffened his back, and listened to her say on top of her head: "Don't put that old killer's words into your heart, it's not that I said the uncle and the uncle's heart are too good More than that, even if there is such a mess, do you really think that Grandpa will regret it? Even if the family does not say, there are so many people watching outside, so do n’t worry, we are going to set up the school. "

She was very close to herself, and the heat of speech sprayed on the tip of his ear, making him shivering again and again. At the same time, a tingling sensation ran straight up his ears to his neck, causing a burst of unconscious trembling.

His breathing was tense and he couldn't help turning over.

Zhao'er was still talking, but he didn't expect him to turn over suddenly, his face crashed into her arms.

Xue Tingyan's brain was blank for a moment, and he subconsciously fell back. Obviously, it is a touch away, but clearly feels a suffocating soft, faintly there is any protrusion.

Some of the dreams he remembered only felt a hot nose, and something seemed to flow out.

"Are you okay?" Zhao'er heard Dong's sound and saw him motionless. He thought he was hit by something. He was busy and came to look at his face.

"You said you panic! Really. Come, I will rub it for you."

He covered his nose with one hand and pushed her with one hand: "I'm fine, it doesn't hurt." He quickly turned over and said, "It's not too early, go to sleep."

"What do you mean that you haven't said that to me!"

"It means nothing, just let him **** and take photos of himself!"

"Ah ?!" Zhaoer froze for a moment, and then said: "So that's what it meant, then you just let him **** and take a picture of himself, and say so much."

He didn't answer himself when he saw him. He recruited him for a while and lay down.

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

Yang Zhong stayed with the Xue family for one night and left the next day.

Because of the busy farming period, the Xue family resumed their previous work, and no one mentioned the previous thing. It seemed that nothing happened that night.

Everything is so busy and full of peace.

That day, Xue Tingyan and Zhaoer went to town early in the morning.

Unlike the past, Xue Tingyan wore a new dress today.

The clothes were brought out overnight, because boss Chen said he would take Xue Tingyan to Qingyuan Academy. This trip is very meaningful, so naturally it can't be as casual as it used to be.

The gray-blue cotton robe was made by Zhao'er like the school shirts in town. Although the style is simple, it is washed and cleaned afterwards. Although Xue Tingyan was thin and thin, but his shoulders were straight and straight, wearing this school shirt had a temperament of Yushu Linfeng.

When he arrived, boss Chen took Xue Tingyan out, and Zhaoer stayed in Dongliju.

The two went all the way to the east of the town. The more lay outside, the more secluded, and walked almost a cup of tea. From afar, they saw a pink-walled building standing at the end of the line of sight.

Seeing Xue Tingyan's eyes resting on the building, Boss Chen said: "That is Qinghe Academy." He paused and raised his finger, pointing to a house not far behind Qinghe Academy: "There is Qingyuan School. "

The two walked forward and passed the Qinghe Academy, and it was really unusual to see this one. The whole building reveals a magnificent temperament. The gate tower stands majestically, with a few golden characters 'Qinghe Xueguan' written on the door plaque, two black-painted doors closed tightly, and a pair of people who refused to stand a thousand miles away momentum.

"You can still regret it now." Boss Chen said.

With the voice, the two crossed the Qinghe Academy and saw the small courtyard not far away that was obviously worn out.

The small courtyard is rigorous and simple, with clear water white walls and gray-black tiles. Even the door plaque is much smaller than the Qinghe Academy, and there are a few simple large-character books on it-

Qingyuan Academy.

Obviously, no matter where you look, it is not as many as the Qinghe Academy, but you can stand under the square door plaque and look at the words on it, but Xue Tingyan feels a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.

"Since the boy is here, I have no plans to regret it."

Boss Chen glanced at him admiringly and went to call the door.

Not long afterwards, an elderly Rabbin opened the door from the inside.

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

This school seems small, but the sparrow is small but has all the internal organs. Just like the ordinary school, after the shadow wall, there is a lecture hall on the central axis, two left and right on the left and right, a temple on the left to worship the saint Confucius, and a house on the right is where the husband sits in the library and collects books.

After the lecture hall, there must be shot garden, number house, kitchen, etc. Xue Tingyan knows the pattern without looking. Because in his dream, he studied in Qinghe Academy for several years, but Qinghe Academy is much more spacious than Qingyuan Academy.

Boss Chen led Xue Tingyan to the right of the house on the right, and in front of a compartment, he straightened his placket and sleeves and took Xue Tingyan in.

This room is frugally and elegantly furnished, and there is a large character hung on the painting in the front hall, and the large characters ‘Tranquility and Zhiyuan’ written on it. Standing in front of the word was a thin middle-aged man, wearing a dark blue scribe shirt and a square scarf.

He turned around when he heard the movement, and saw his long eyebrows, his face was thin, and he had a few beards. From the face, he is a very serious stereotype, but his eyes are quiet and deep, and he is obviously a man of great wisdom.

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

"Brother Anqi, I'm here to disturb you again." Boss Chen grinned and smiled.

"Brother Mo Zhi."

Lin Miao mouth smiled, apparently has a good relationship with boss Chen. The two greeted each other, boss Chen pointed at Xue Tingyan and said: "This is the descendant I told you before."

Lin Miao looked over.

It is clear that Xue Tingyan's knowledge is broad. What kind of people haven't seen in that dream? Even the Ninth Five-Year Venerable has seen several of them, but it is inexplicably a sense of respect.

"Boy Xue Tingyan, I have seen Mr." He folded his hands together and looked at him as a gift.

Lin Miao nodded: "Since you are here, just stay. The school will open in the tenth day, and you will come directly."

"Mr. Xie."

Boss Chen looked at Lin Miao. He seemed to have something to say. Seeing this, Xue Tingyan said witfully that he went out and walked away.

After Xue Tingyan went out, boss Chen said: "Brother An Qi, don't you believe in your brother's vision? I have watched these days, this son has a calm mind, hardworking and hardworking, and he is quite talented in reading. He is only missing one now. A good teacher, if there is a good teacher to guide, I think the future is unlimited. "

The reason why boss Chen would say this is because Lin Miao's performance is too plain. He thought Lin Miao's love word, read Xue Tingyan's word, and had his lobbying, he should be accepted as a student.

This student may be different from the students in the school and be regarded as a disciple. As the saying goes, one day is a teacher and a lifetime father. A young child has more than one teacher from the beginning of Mongolian school until he passed the exam.

At the time of Mengxue, it was called Mengshi, that is, the teacher of enlightenment. Karma is a teacher who teaches karma, also known as a teacher. It is very important for a student to teach its practitioners to pass on their stories, and to pass on their lessons to educate their people. There are also human teachers and seat teachers, not to mention here.

But what Boss Chen said about 'receiving to be a student', the teacher is more like a combination of professional teacher and human teacher to the students. The teacher should carefully cultivate it, be regarded as inheriting his mantle.

Of course, students also have to pay relatively, to truly be a teacher for one day and a father for life. This is not a father and son, but victory is the relationship between father and son, Shilin is very popular now. The intertwined relationship among the people in Shilin was used as a foundation to gradually develop into a towering tree.

Lin Miao smiled: "You value him very much."

Boss Chen laughed: "If it's not for you, I'll take care of your business when you have that leisure. Don't forget the October comparison, if Qingyuan Academy loses again this year ..."

In the next words, boss Chen did not say that Lin Miao also understood what it meant.

He sighed: "Everything is set by heaven, and if reality is like this, it can't be forced."

Boss Chen shook his head repeatedly and stomped: "Oh, it's not me who said you, you are the most vexing of this temperament. You talk to others about the way of a gentleman, but others never follow you. This year and year All lost to the villain ’s hand, and now they have no good seedlings willing to come here to study, how can it be good in the long run. "

"Brother Mo, you don't understand."

"Yes, I don't understand. I only know that if you go on like this, the name of Qingyuan Academy will be lost in your hands."

After the speech, both were silent.

Lin Miao exposed his tired face, and boss Chen seemed to know that he had lost his word. He slowed down the tone and said, "I can't take you anyway. I brought you anyway. I'm really optimistic about this child. As for the rest, you can do it yourself."

Lin Miao nodded: "Brother Mo Zhixian, I thanked my brother here first, but it's just a matter of accepting the disciples. I'll talk about it later. You can rest assured that he entered the Qingyuan Academy, and I taught it carefully."

Boss Chen knew where his heart was, but he didn't force it. The two men talked for a while, and Boss Chen said goodbye.

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

He was taken around by the shaofu in this school, and he saw that the year of the school was a bit long, and many buildings had peeled off the paint, but the flowers and trees were visible.

Like a place to study, unlike the Qinghe Academy, there is a copper smell everywhere.

The two left together, and Xue Tingyan asked Boss Chen about Shuxiu on the way.

After questioning, I learned that Shu Xiu of Qingyuan Academy is very cheap. In addition to the usual six rituals of apprenticeship, only one or two lines of silver a year are required.

As for the usual courtesy of Mr. Xiaojing, just look at the family background and heart, and you can send it or not. In addition, as for the matter of studying at home, you can choose to study at home, or you can choose not to read at home, but you must arrive every morning. As for the meal, you can choose to bring your own rice, or you can choose to pay a certain amount of money every month, which is provided by the school.

Unlike Naqinghe School, it is mandatory for students to stay overnight, just to charge the expensive accommodation and meals.

According to Boss Chen, in the past, when Qingyuan Academy had court subsidies, the one or two lines of silver were not collected every year, but the subsidies were lost afterwards. Silver two.

Boss Chen sighed, and Xue Tingyan sighed in his heart.

In his dream, 'Xue Tingyan' had been studying in Qinghe Academy for three years. If he knew that there was Qingyuan Academy, Zhao'er would not be busy for his beam repair. At that time, 'He' was at home It will not be so desperate to give up, and he will not spend three years in Qinghe Academy.

Fortunately, reality and dreams finally deviated, and the inexplicable Xue Tingyan felt a sigh of relief.