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Chapter 77
Yin Ling looked away, and Sheng Rulan looked at it intently.

The two looked at each other.

This is the first time Rulan sees Yin Ling.

When she saw those star-like eyes and the handsome face like a crown of jade, she couldn't help but froze in place, her delicate face flushed red.

There is such a good-looking boy in the world.

"Fifth sister, what's the matter?"

At this time, Sheng Changbai walked up to Rulan, glanced at Rulan who was stunned in place, and then glanced at Yin Ling who had stood up in the corner.

He is only a young man, and he is not as precocious as Lan in matters of men and women, so he can't see anything.

But when he saw Yin Ling, he thought of something, walked up to him immediately, bowed and said, "Your brother is the eldest son of the Yin family, right? My father told me about it. I am Sheng's patriarch Bai, and this is the fifth younger sister, Ru Lan." .”

Yin Ling returned the courtesy and said, "My younger brother is Yin Ling. I have met Brother Sheng and Miss Wu."

Ru Lan heard it like a dream, and then realized that she hastily bowed: "See, see, see..."

At this time, several sons and daughters of the Sheng family entered the school, and Sheng Changbai introduced them one by one.

"Speaking of which, younger sister Six is ​​related to you."

When Ming Lan was the youngest, Sheng Changbai said to Ming Lan again, "Sixth Sister, you should call your younger brother 'cousin'."

"Cousin." Ming Lan bowed obediently, seemingly ignorant.

She quietly looked at her cousin a few times. Although her eyes were astonished, they were not as exaggerated as Ru Lan.

"Cousin." Yin Ling didn't pretend to be fake, and called out generously.

He wondered in his heart that he didn't know if Minglan in this world was the time traveler in the novel or the little concubine in the TV series.

Most of the sons and daughters of the Sheng family are young at heart. Although they are unfamiliar with Yin Ling, seeing that he is good-looking, no matter male or female, they are happy to talk to him. Except for Mo Lan, they are not willing to get close to Yin Ling.

Such a performance, Yin Ling naturally saw it.

However, he didn't care about it, and he could almost guess that last night, the person from Lin Xige had already told his daughter about his family background and warned him.

While talking, Zhuang Xuexue arrived.

When everyone saw them, they took their seats one after another, and the class was about to begin. Yin Ling didn't intend to delay everyone's time, and he didn't exchange greetings with Xuejiao Zhuang. He returned to his seat honestly and waited for Xuejiao Zhuang to give a lecture.

The schoolwork in ancient times was not like that of later generations, where lectures were linked one after another, chapter after chapter.

Zhuang Xuejiao first talked about a few poems, and then explained some annotations in the Four Books and Five Classics, which contained his own understanding of these articles, and combined with the current world affairs, he made new ideas for the exposition and annotations.

After one class, Yin Lin really benefited a lot.

After class, Zhuang Xuexue left Yin Ling alone.

"Yesterday I was in a hurry and wanted to let you rest for a night. Since I came today, I will write an article for me to read, let's take it as the title...'Ancient scholars must have teachers'." Zhuang Xuejiao said.

Yin Ling nodded, picked up the pen, thought about it in his heart, and he was ready.

In the original body's memory, this kind of question was just a quiz, so it wasn't too difficult, as long as you put your heart into it.

Yin Ling also knew that Zhuang Xuexue wanted to see where his level was so that he could teach students according to their aptitude in the future.

Ancient scholars must have teachers. This is the first sentence in "Teacher's Talk" written by Han Yu in the Tang Dynasty.

Yin Ling put pen to paper and wrote a line at the beginning of the volume.

[Master, you are also those who value self-safety because of being upright. 】

He used a sentence in the chapter on self-cultivation in "Xunzi" to write an article to solve the problem.

With an idea in mind, coupled with the newly acquired [calligraphy proficiency] skills, writing is like a dragon swimming, and in just a stick of incense, an eloquent article has been written.

Before the ink was dry, Zhuang Xuexue was attracted to him.

"Good words, good words!"

Zhuang Xuejiao looked a little excited, as if what he was holding in his hand was not an article written by Yin Lin, but a piece of treasure, "I didn't expect that at such a young age, you could have such a skill in brushwork. With Wang Youjun as the shape and Zhang Xu as the bone, you can write a book in your hand. With grass, there is something in the grass, the idea is surprising, but it is within the specification... not bad, not bad."

After praising half a cup of tea, Zhuang Xuexue shifted his attention from Yin Ling's words to the content of the article.

Yin Lin was somewhat embarrassed, after all, he was on the hook.

"The article is also well written. It seems that the foundation is solid and the foundation is profound. You have surpassed many people in the subject of Mingjing. It's just that the concept of the article is too traditional and single. If you have time, you should read more Uncle Ling's article."

Zhuang Xuejiao reluctantly put down the article in his hand, and finally took a few more glances.

"Students, thank you for your teaching." Yin Ling said respectfully.

He understood the meaning of Zhuang Xuejiao's words, the article was well-written, if it was the Henan government's interpretation test, it would be no problem to pass, but if you want to overcome obstacles in the Bianjing general examination where all the candidates from all over the country gather, you need to have some characteristics.

When it comes to Yin Ling's uncles, they are Yin Zhu and Yin Yuan. As far as I can remember, the family's private school always likes to use their articles to study.

Although Yin Zhu is a civil servant, he is very fond of military affairs, and his writing style is more or less like a soldier.

However, due to his family background, personality and other reasons, the original body is dull-tempered, and he doesn't like this style of writing. After studying ethnology for many years, he didn't learn the slightest sharpness.

Now it is different, Yin Ling likes this kind of sharp writing style of "If you die, I will kill you with a knife".

Of course, Zhuang Xuexue didn't mean to let Yin Ling completely learn from Yin Zhu, but just wanted him to find his own characteristics.

"Well, school is over now, come walk with me." Zhuang Xuejiao said.

"Yes."

As Yin Ling said, he packed up the books, pen and ink, put them in the bookcase, and left the school with Zhuang Xuexue.

On the way, the two chatted.

Zhuang Xuejiao suddenly asked: "I heard that your Yin family is named after the Five Elements. In your generation, it should be the Tubu character. Why..."

Yin Ling said with a smile: "To tell the truth, sir, in fact, in my generation, I can no longer be included in the family tree, but my father didn't want me to fall behind the same family, so he took the initiative to hand over part of the family property. Fame, the family agreed to let me record it on the genealogy, but the name had to be changed, and it could not be named after Tube, so my father gave me the word "Shanbu" for Shanbu."

This is indeed the original body's memory, not Yin Ling's making it up.

After Zhuang Xuexue heard about it, he was not surprised. In this era, many collateral descendants of aristocratic families would use this to preserve their status as descendants of aristocratic families.

"A mountain is made from tired earth, and a mountain is a boundary stone. It is even better to replace the earth with the mountain." Zhuang Xuexue said with a smile.

Yin Ling was surprised and said: "Sure enough, Mr. and Jiazu are classmates and friends, and they say the same thing."

"Oh?"

Xuexue Zhuang became interested, "Lingzu also said that?"

He intended to comfort Yin Ling, but he never thought that his old friend Yin Lou would actually say this to his grandson.

Yin Ling said with a smile: "I said it before, he also said that Kun is the people of the earth, and the rock is the height of righteousness. My father decided to give me this name after listening to his words back then."

(End of this chapter)