The Prosperous Era of Longwan

Wei Guangde came home from school, and six children were jumping along the riverside path.

It's more than ten miles, which is still a bit far for children, but it's not difficult to get there if you play and walk all the way.

But on the way, Wei Guangde saw his old friend, the Taoist priest, who visited the Master's house yesterday.

Since they met on the road, the little guys still bowed to the old Taoist priest in a polite manner.

When the old Taoist priest left at noon, they watched Master Sun deliver the person to the door, so naturally they couldn't pretend not to notice.

If the old Taoist priest sees Master Sun this time, well, it seems to be very troublesome to wear a hat of disrespecting the teacher.

China has believed that it has been a land of etiquette since ancient times, so it naturally pays more attention to these things. The books taught by Confucius at the time also had content in this regard. They were actually educating them on what to do and what to do.

"Hello Mr. Lin."

The little guys all stood neatly, bowed slightly to salute the old Taoist priest, and said respectfully.

"Hello to you too."

When the old Taoist priest saw these schoolchildren, he naturally recognized them as students of Master Sun's private school, especially the child standing in the middle, who seemed to be named Wei Guangde.

After all, it is a hundred households, and the food, clothing, housing and transportation are the best for the few little ones in front of them.

At this time, Wei Guangde's face was also round, still like a child's. His nose and mouth were very similar to Wei Meng's, but his face shape was not. Wei Meng's face was Chinese.

But this is just because Wei Guangde is still young and his appearance has not yet matured.

Wei Wencai was like this when he was a child, but now that he is sixteen, his face shape has changed significantly.

In terms of appearance, Wei Guangde is not the most outstanding among the children in the private school. He can only be said to be above average. But judging from the current few children, he is certainly the most outstanding.

People rely on clothes, just like gold. Although the material of Wei Guangde's clothes is similar to that of several other children, at least the difference is not very big, and it is not obvious even if you don't use it.

But her small body is still upright, holding up her clothes and looking very energetic.

"Are you going home?"

The place where they met was far away from Madang Town, already seven or eight miles away. The old Taoist priest didn't see any people along the way, so he asked out of curiosity.

"We are all from the Bengshan Hundred Household House in front of us, and we are almost home."

In the distance, farmers are busy working in the vaguely visible fields. This area is actually the farmland of hundreds of households.

"You are from Baihu Institute. Your name is Wei Guangde, right? Is Wei Baihu your father?"

When the old Taoist priest heard Wei Guangde say that they were the children of Bengshan Baihufu, he naturally thought of something.

After Wei Guangde and the old Taoist priest said a few more words, they separated and went their separate ways. After all, they were not familiar with each other and the age gap was also large, so they had nothing to say.

In addition, there are relatives from some family in the castle. Although they don't have much communication with the adults, if they bring children of the same age, they can still play together quickly when they meet people with the right temperament.

After bidding farewell to the old Taoist, Wei Guangde and others continued to run home, but they did not notice that the old Taoist priest had been staring at Wei Guangde. Finally, he sighed and said to himself: "I still don't have enough cultivation to see through this." child."

In fact, from the first glance in the private school, the old Taoist felt that Wei Guangde was a short-lived prime minister. Logically speaking, he should have died at around ten years old. However, seeing that the child who is now eleven years old is doing well, it does not seem like he will die early. Yao's fate.

At this time, the old Taoist priest could only think that his cultivation was not enough, and his practice of fortune-telling was not profound enough.

After entering the military fort gate, a child asked: "Yutou, will you come out to play later?"

"Yeah, take that blunderbuss and let's shoot the birds."

"Can you take the slingshot?"

Hearing a few children chattering on the side and talking again, Wei Guangde thought for a while and then said: "Master introduced the composition in the afternoon and asked us to come back and write one according to our understanding, and then we should practice calligraphy. If we can't hand in the homework well, , I’m afraid I’ll be punished tomorrow morning.”

Wei Guangde thought about the homework assigned by Master Sun in the afternoon. The requirements seemed not high, but he didn't write it.

The essay that Master Sun asked them to write was not the essay required in later schools, but the eight-legged essay.

This afternoon was usually a time for practicing calligraphy and reading, but the master started to teach them how to write eight-legged essays.

Briefly introduces the fixed format of the eight-part essay, that is, the eight parts, namely breaking the topic, carrying the topic, starting the speech, entering the topic, starting the part, the middle part, the back part, and the closing part, and requires the last four parts. Each part has two strands of parallel text.

Because they only learned "The Great Learning", Master Sun did not set the topic, but let the little ones play freely. If they thought it was easy to write, they would choose that section from the original text to write.

In fact, in the afternoon class, Wei Guangde also understood only a little bit, and he still couldn't figure out how to write the essay.

He had heard of the eight-part essay back then, and it was also included in his textbooks, but he didn't know how to write it, and the education back then didn't require it.

Therefore, at this time, Wei Guangde was not sure whether he could write.

I think back when I read online historical articles, and most of the seniors who were in almost the same situation as me were top students in liberal arts, either majoring in archeology or studying history, and they were pretty awesome anyway.

Although they are not very good at writing eight-part essays, most of them have read a lot of the so-called No. 1 scholar manuscripts from the Ming and Qing Dynasties. After traveling through Welfare, their memory is so good that they can easily recall them and write them out intact. Yuan is the big three yuan.

In fact, privately, Wei Guangde also felt that it was quite difficult for him to travel through time. He was completely unprepared and envied those seniors who could travel back and forth.

However, Wei Guangde is still very content, at least he is not dressed as an animal or a plant.

Wei Guangde was not sure if he had traveled through time and become someone other than a human being, then he would be out of luck. He would still be a human being after all.

I felt a little guilty, because after being educated by the ruler during that time, Wei Guangde had obstacles in his heart and didn't want to continue to suffer.

"Forget it for today, I'd better go home and think about how to write, and hand in today's homework."

"I'm afraid of the hair. My master has said that you can write whatever you want. No matter how you understand it, it should be fine tomorrow no matter how bad your writing is."

Zhang Ji opened his mouth and said, "He is a bit rough and thick-skinned. Master can hit him a few times, but it actually doesn't hurt much. Naturally, he doesn't think about it that much. It's better to shoot birds."

"If you want to go, just go. I'll go back and think about it, and we'll talk about it then."

Wei Guangde saw that several of his companions were eager to give it a try when they talked about hunting birds. He didn't want to offend them, so he just said perfunctorily.

After entering the military fort, the children quickly separated and went home.

Wei Guangde entered the front door of his house and did not see his father and eldest brother in the front yard. At this time in the past, there were always people in the front hall.

But I didn't think too much, so I walked directly to the backyard. When I entered the door, I saw several serving maids and women standing near the courtyard door. I felt strange.

"Aunt Li, why are you all standing here instead of going into the house to serve?"