Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 98 He Shiling, it's your turn

"Ling?" "Zero Zero Seven?" "Hahaha." "I still have one and one zero." "Ding Kailing." "He Shiling."

A burst of laughter rang out in the classroom, "This is contemporary history." "Hahaha." "The teacher is talking about historical figures."

"Teacher, your name doesn't just include modern Chinese history, world history, and ancient Chinese history."

"Oh. I see." "Zhang Ailing." "Ding Ling." "That's a writer, writer, what does it have to do with history." "Modern and modern history is also about culture, okay?" "Song Ching Ling." "Song Meiling." "The three sisters of the Song family have all come out." "I've said about modern history, okay." "Now I want to talk about ancient history."

There was another discussion in the classroom, and in that discussion, someone said, "Fang Xuanling."

"Okay, let's talk about Fang Xuanling." Tan Xiling wrote the last word on the blackboard.

"Fang Xuanling? The prime minister of the Tang Dynasty." "It seems that he is afraid of his wife." "Is it him who is jealous?" "Is it him who is jealous?" "Hahaha, it is his wife, Vinegar jar." "Oh!"

"You are familiar with this person, why don't you say a word?" Tang Ji touched Ling Chuyang, "Take the opportunity to brush up on his presence again."

"No." Ling Chuyang replied, leaning against the wall, it's time for other people to leave some opportunities. He is willing to help, and he will also, "How about you get up and talk?"

"I don't care." Tang Ji smiled, "Let's leave it to other people, they have already said what I know."

"Are there any students in our class with ling in their names?" Tan Xiling asked with a smile, listening to the discussions in the classroom, "Except for Ling Puchu and Ling Chuyang, who have spoken just now."

"Yes." "Ling Puchu." "Ling Chuyang." "The teacher said except for the two of them."

"Yi Lingfei." "Yi Lingfei has been transferred, okay."

There was another roar in the classroom.

"He Shiling." I don't know who shouted, and the classroom suddenly fell silent.All eyes turned to the front left of the classroom.

"Okay, He Shiling? Who is it?" Tan Xiling looked around the classroom, and moved her gaze to Ling Puchu's right, in front of Geng Xinyu, on the girl who was writing, most of the class had passed, and it was time to It's up to her, what kind of a student with good grades is she?

"Xiao Lingzi, I'm calling you." Ling Puchu lightly tapped He Shiling's arm.

He Shiling stopped and looked at Ling Puchu, but saw a group of people looking at this place, looked up, and saw Teacher Tan who was also looking at the podium.

"Introduce Fang Xuanling." Ling Puchu covered his head with his textbook and reminded in a low voice.

"I'm asking who He Shiling is? I want to introduce Fang Xuanling's life anecdote." Geng Xinyu leaned forward and reminded in a low voice that Xiao Lingzi had free time again.

"I'm He Shiling." He Shiling put down the pen in his hand, closed the notebook he was writing, stood up, and responded unhurriedly, "Fang Xuanling, a famous prime minister in the Tang Dynasty. Born in a family of officials, young For, as a Jinshi, at the end of the Sui Dynasty, he turned to Li Shimin, and he promoted talents. Du Ruhui, who was ranked among the ministers, was one of the talents he recommended. For the merits', he became the Duke of Xing Guo."

"Well, yes, the language is very concise and the introduction is comprehensive." Tan Xiling walked off the podium with a smile and came to Ling Puchu's seat.

The classroom was very quiet, and He Shiling's voice rang again in the classroom.

"In terms of political achievements, he attached great importance to the cleanliness of officials, vigorously simplified administration, was proficient in formulating government orders, simplified laws and orders, and eliminated torture. The people are known as "good ministers". Later, he worked hard at night and became ill from overwork, but he still worried about the country and the people. He died at the age of seventy, and the portrait was enshrined in the 'Lingyan Pavilion', which was accompanied by the Taimiao Temple."

"Okay, very good." Tan Xiling smiled and looked at He Shiling. She was surprised to find that the classroom was quiet for a while, not as noisy as before. It was because everyone didn't learn the history of the first year of high school well, and they didn't care about Mr. Fang. Is it too understanding, or is it too prestige to interrupt it?I remembered yesterday's list, or the power of shock and deterrence was too great, "All the major events in this life have been covered, what else?"

"No more." He Shiling smiled.

"No more?" "It's over?" "What about the story?"

"Yes, no more." He Shiling looked at the history teacher in front of her, and at the classmates who were whispering, ready to sit down.

"After the introduction of the official history, what about his anecdote?" Tan Xiling's voice overwhelmed the low whisper.

"Yes, yes, the anecdote hasn't been told yet?" "Squad leader, tell another story."

Is this going to let her sing a one-man show by herself?Can she say she doesn't know?When He Shiling heard the history teacher's questioning, she couldn't help but lowered her head and smiled, and then said, "I'm not very good at telling stories, so let other students fill in."

Before Tan Xiling and her classmates could react, He Shiling quickly looked around the classroom and looked towards the back door of the classroom, "Ling Chuyang."

Ling Chuyang was leaning against the wall, listening to her narration, listening to the discussions of her classmates, and watching the history teacher's repeated questioning. She was suddenly called by name, and habitually replied "Arrived", then stood up and asked. Come and watch a group of people in the classroom.

Only to find that it seemed that the answer was wrong, and I wanted to sit down, but heard my name again.

"Ling Chuyang." He Shiling smiled, looking at the person who stood up and was about to sit down.

Ling Chuyang was stunned for a moment, followed the sound, and found that it was she who was calling him, she was looking here, with a bright smile, and the clear blue sky outside the window, there was a sudden illusion.

In that smile, I heard her clear and unhurried voice, "Anecdotes, but your forte. This 'jealous' story, or other stories, please tell me already."

"Okay." Ling Chuyang replied hurriedly, this was to remind him that besides the 'jealousness' that everyone knows, there are other things that can be said. Ling Chuyang was a little stunned for a while, looking at her and smiling Turned around, then sat down, as if writing again.

"Didn't you say that the opportunity is left to others?" Tang Ji glanced at Ling Chuyang who stood up, "This time, the scenery is full of beauty."

"This is not what I want to say." Ling Chuyang cleared his throat and whispered.

"Well, the grace of dripping water should be reciprocated by the spring." Tang Ji nodded, "We have benefited a lot, it is time for you to repay. This stop has refreshed your sense of existence."

"Okay, Ling Chuyang, let's talk about it." Tan Xiling glanced at He Shiling, who was writing with her head down, and then looked at Ling Chuyang. Did she arrange her own time, or give full play to her classmates' strengths, success Aroused curiosity about her.

Worth mentioning, there will be time in the future to slowly understand.

(End of this chapter)