This scholar is a bit cruel

Chapter 103: Bai Family School, a blockbuster success!
The breeze blows.

There is a rich fragrance wafting from the flowers, but there is also a dangerous smell in the air.

Luo Zijun was about to speak.

Steward Zhang in front of him hurriedly bowed his head and saluted with an extremely respectful attitude: "My servant greets Miss Fanfen. Does the lady know Mr. Luo?"

Pink girl?

When Luo Zijun heard the name, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Isn’t it Luo Diudiu?

Could it be his nickname in the mansion?
The girl in the pink skirt named Fenfen stared at him for a few more times and asked in confusion: "Luo Zijun, what are you doing here?"

Luo Zijun said: "Teaching."

"Teaching?"

Fanfen was stunned, blinked her big eyes and asked, "What book do you teach?"

Manager Zhang quickly explained: "I heard that the school in the master's mansion is still short of a teacher, and this Mr. Luo wants to give it a try."

When Fanfan heard this, she became even more confused: "Teacher? Doesn't he live in the outer city? How did he know?"

Steward Zhang bowed his head and said respectfully: "Today, Young Master Luo and his family just moved into the Suguo Mansion. His brother-in-law was recruited as a guard in the mansion. I heard that Young Master Luo is a scholar and is studying at the West Lake Academy, so..."

When he saw that the girl's face looked strange, he suddenly felt a little terrified and secretly wondered if there was any conflict between the two of them.

When Fanfen heard this, she was surprised and asked, "Is he living in your Suguo Mansion now?"

Manager Zhang bowed his head and said, "Yes."

Fanfan looked at the boy in front of her, blinked her big eyes, and was silent for a while before saying, "Oh, then you guys go. I heard that the academy is not easy to enter, so he may not be able to get in."

After saying that, she continued to squat and pick flowers.

She didn't seem to take what happened in the academy's library to heart.

And it looks like it has been forgotten.

Luo Zijun noticed that her attitude and personality seemed to be different from before, and wondered in his heart whether it was because something happened to the eldest daughter of the Bai family.

"Zijun, let's go."

Manager Zhang called out in a low voice and quickly lowered his head and left.

Luo Zijun lowered his head and followed behind him.

After the two walked out of the round door in front, Pink Fang stood up from the flowers, glanced at the place where the two disappeared, and said to herself: "Is it such a coincidence?"

Then she suddenly clenched her two little fists, with a hint of excitement in her eyes.

"That's great. I can finally take revenge on that bad guy with a legitimate reason! I'm going to kick him! Kick, kick, kick, kick!"

"By the way, go tell the lady!"

They walked slowly along the way, with many maids and servants walking with their heads down in the mansion.

When Manager Zhang saw that there was no one around, he couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Zijun, do you know that pink girl just now?"

Luo Zijun said: "I have seen him before in the academy."

Manager Zhang was stunned for a moment. When he was about to ask more questions, he suddenly remembered something. His face suddenly changed and he whispered hurriedly, "Zijun, this matter must not be discussed again. You must not tell anyone about the matter of that pink girl and that young lady again."

Luo Zijun said: "Junior will keep this in mind."

It seems that something really happened to that Miss Bai.

Everyone in the palace was very secretive about it.

Manager Zhang said no more, lowered his head, and continued walking forward.

Whenever I meet someone I know on the road, I will immediately smile and say hello.

The two of them walked through a winding corridor and finally arrived at a garden on the easternmost side of the palace.

The garden is full of exotic flowers and plants, as well as various beautiful rockery and strange rocks.

In an open space on the right, there is a row of houses surrounded by fences and made of green tiles and blue bricks. Those houses look quite old and seem to be out of place with the other buildings in the mansion.

That is the school of Anguo Prefecture.

Manager Zhang explained in a low voice: "The master deliberately had this simple school built, and there are chickens and ducks in it, and some vegetable fields are planted. Every month, the master and the second master will come here to personally supervise the young nobles to do some farm work, so that everyone will not forget the hardships of farmers..."

Luo Zijun listened silently without saying anything.

At this time, the guards guarding the gate of the courtyard saw them.

Manager Zhang hurried over and said with a smile: "This Mr. Luo is a scholar, the brother-in-law of our Suguo Mansion's Li Guard. He heard that the school is still short of a teacher, so he wanted to give it a try."

Guard Captain Yang Nian walked out of the courtyard and glanced at the young man outside the door, a little surprised: "So young? Have you taught before?"

Luo Zijun bowed and said, "I am still studying at the West Lake Academy in the outer city, and I have never taught before."

Yang Nian frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Do you have a scholar nameplate?"

Luo Zijun quickly took it out from his sleeve and handed it over.

Yang Nian took it, looked at it carefully, and returned it to him with both hands, saying politely: "Mr. Luo, you can go in and try, but two scholars have already come today and are taking classes inside. Our old Mr. Dong is testing them, and only those who pass can stay. There are also some nobles watching inside, so if Mr. Luo goes in, he may need to wait outside the door."

Luo Zijun quickly bowed and thanked him.

Manager Zhang also smiled and thanked him, then took him into the courtyard.

The two came to the corridor and stood outside the window waiting quietly.

In the school, sitting in the front row and middle seats were a dozen very young children, some aged five or six, and some eleven or twelve.

There were seven or eight young men and women sitting in the back seats.

A group of maids and servants gathered in front of several other windows in the corridor. When one of the maids saw Luo Zijun, she whispered something to the other maids in a low voice.

The maids and servants immediately looked over here, then blushed and started talking in low voices.

"What a handsome young man, why do you look unfamiliar?"

"That's Zhang, the steward in the Second Master's house. He must be someone from the Second Master's house. You see he's wearing a Confucian robe. Could he be a teacher as well?"

"You are so young, can you teach?"

At this time, inside the school, a middle-aged scholar in his forties, wearing a Confucian robe, was writing on the blackboard.

In the corner next to them stood a young man in a Confucian robe and an old man with gray hair, both listening quietly.

"Everyone repeat after me... The meaning of this idiom is..."

The middle-aged scholar on the podium spoke extremely seriously and carefully.

The little nobles below reacted coldly, with only a few children reciting along with their heads shaking.

Some children were whispering to each other.

The young men and women sitting at the back also looked drowsy and uninterested.

The middle-aged scholar continued to explain passionately.

When he talked about the parts he thought were the best, he shook his head, smiled, and even closed his eyes, enjoying it very much.

The old man standing in the corner shook his head slightly.

Another moment passed.

The middle-aged scholar's lesson finally ended.

The young men and women in the back row then began to applaud sparsely.

The old man in a Confucian robe walked up to the podium, glanced at the audience, and asked, "Who do you think is better, Mr. Wang or Mr. Sun?"

"Mr. Wang!"

"Mr. Sun!"

"I don't think any of them are good. I don't understand any of them."

The little nobles all bravely expressed their opinions.

The old man looked behind him.

A girl in a purple dress at the back shook her head slightly.

The old man couldn't help but sigh, turned around, and looked at the two scholars who had just finished their lecture in the corner. When he was about to speak, his eyes suddenly looked towards the window.

Seeing this, Manager Zhang quickly pulled Luo Zijun's sleeve, walked to the door, bowed and said with a smile: "Mr. Dong, this is our Suguo Mansion's Li guard's brother-in-law, also a scholar. I heard that the school is recruiting teachers, so I came here to try."

Luo Zijun bowed and saluted: "Junior Luo Zijun, greetings to Mr. Dong."

Dong Wenpei looked at him for a few seconds and asked, "Sir, in which year did you pass the imperial examination? Where did you study?"

Luo Zijun said respectfully: "I just passed the examination and became a scholar this year. I am currently studying at the West Lake Academy in the outer city."

"Just passed the exam this year?"

Dong Wenpei frowned slightly when he heard this and said, "West Lake Academy is a good place, but you just passed the exam this year, so the time is really a bit short. Although we are not an academy, the teachers we need must have real skills and some teaching experience. You have no experience, and no talent..."

As he spoke, he shook his head, ready to refuse.

Luo Zijun bowed and said, "Old sir, could you let me try first?"

Dong Wenpei was stunned for a moment, but before he could speak, a girl in the back row said, "Mr. Dong, let him try."

Luo Zijun looked up and saw a group of young men and women sitting in the back row. Among them was a girl in a purple skirt, who was the one who spoke.

But he didn't dare to look at it for long. After taking a look, he lowered his head.

Dong Wenpei nodded and said, "Okay, come in and give it a try. Here is a book of idioms. You need to explain an idiom to everyone so that everyone can remember it. There is also a collection of poems. You can choose a poem and explain it to everyone. It would be best if you can write one with the same title, but you don't have to. Finally, you need to say a paragraph or write an article to encourage and exhort everyone to study hard. You cannot say what the predecessors or books said."

Luo Zijun cupped his hands and said, "Junior understands."

Dong Wenpei looked at him again and gave up the podium.

Luo Zijun walked up to the podium, first raised his head and glanced down, then lowered his head to look at the idiom book on the table.

At this time, a little girl in the front row whispered excitedly, "This gentleman is so young and handsome, shall we take him?"

A little boy next to him said angrily: "Yu Ning, the teacher can't have a young one, it's better to have an older one, because the older ones have real skills and knowledge."

The little girl pouted and said, "No, I want the young one!"

Another little girl said, "You can't just have whoever you want. Sister Qingtong's words count."

At this time, Luo Zijun had already chosen the idiom.

He picked up a pen and wrote on the blackboard the idiom he was going to teach today: Dripping water wears away the stone.

"Does everyone know this idiom?"

After Luo Zijun finished writing, he turned around and asked.

Some of the young nobles in the audience knew him, some didn’t, but no one spoke.

Naturally, no one spoke to the young men in the back row.

The maids and servants outside the window were also quiet.

In the corner, the middle-aged scholar and the young scholar both had sneers on their faces, ready to laugh at his joke.

Luo Zijun continued, "This idiom is quite difficult. I didn't know it until I was twelve years old. I guess you don't know it either, so today, I'm going to teach you this idiom."

As soon as these words came out, a little girl in front of him immediately raised her hand and said, "I know! I've known it since I was six years old! Isn't it true that water dripping wears away a stone?"

Then, another little girl stood up and said, "I know him too. I've known him since I was four years old!"

Then, another little boy shouted, "I've known it since I was three years old. Water drips through a stone, so who wouldn't know it? Tsk!"

Then he laughed, "Sir, you are so stupid. You only know this at the age of twelve." The other students also laughed.

Luo Zijun glanced at the others and said, "It seems that only the few smart guys who just spoke know him. Since the others don't know him, let me explain it to you."

As soon as these words came out, the little guys who had been silent just now immediately stood up and said, "I know him, I know him too!"

"I'm just too lazy to talk. Of course I know him!"

"Sir, this is too simple, how could I not know it!"

The other little nobles who didn't know the man, seeing that everyone knew him, quickly stood up and said that they knew him too.

"Humph, water dripping wears away stone, we have known each other for a long time!"

In this way, the school, which had been lifeless just now, immediately became lively.

More than a dozen little nobles all rushed to stand up and speak.

The group of young men and women in the back row looked at each other and smiled.

This kid actually used provocation.

Luo Zijun continued, "Hey, do you all know it? You all look so young, but you all know this idiom? It seems that I underestimated you. Since everyone knows it, do you know what this idiom means?"

Someone immediately stood up to answer.

"Of course I know. This idiom means that as long as you have strong willpower and perseverance, you can accomplish even the most difficult tasks."

Luo Zijun looked at the little girl who stood up and asked with a smile: "Can you explain it with a story?"

The little girl was stunned for a moment and said, "The teacher only taught us the meaning and asked us to recite it by heart, but he didn't tell us the story."

Luo Zijun nodded and said, "Then let's talk about its story today."

He looked at the delicate little girl again and asked, "What's your name?"

The little girl was a little shy. She looked at his handsome face and dark, bright eyes and said, "My name is Bai Yuning."

Luo Zijun smiled and said, "Bai Yuning, now, sir, I will borrow your name. My name is Luo Zijun, and your name is Bai Yuning."

"Borrowed name?"

When these words were spoken, the other little nobles all looked puzzled and their interest was aroused.

The young men and women in the back row and the maids and servants outside the window were also curious.

Luo Zijun started telling the story directly.

"A long, long time ago, there was a beautiful female county magistrate who hated evil. Her name was Bai Yuning..."

"puff……"

Bai Yuning suddenly laughed, quickly covered her mouth, blushed and muttered: "How can a girl be a county magistrate?"

The others also laughed and thought it was very funny.

Luo Zijun continued: "One day, she caught a man who stole copper coins from the warehouse. The man was the warehouse manager. He was tall, big and handsome. His name was Luo Zijun..."

"puff--"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Sir, you are so shameless! Hahahaha..."

The little nobles below couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The maids and servants outside the window couldn't help but laugh as well.

Even Dong Wenpei, who was standing in the corner, had a smile on his face.

At this time, at another window, a pretty girl in a pink dress, holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand, also opened her big eyes and secretly looked into the school, while at the same time, pricked up her two little ears.

Luo Zijun continued, "Mr. Bai Yuning was very angry and had him brought to court for interrogation. Luo Zijun didn't care and said, "Isn't it just a copper coin? Is it worth your anger?" Lord Yuning was very angry and wrote a line of comments, "One copper coin a day, one thousand copper coins a thousand days, a rope saws through wood, and water drips through stone." Although Luo Zijun was tall, big and handsome, he had never been to school and didn't know what this sentence meant, so Mr. Yuning explained it himself."

"If you steal one copper coin a day, you will steal one thousand copper coins in a thousand days. If you use a rope to saw wood every day, even if the rope is soft and the wood is hard, the wood will break after a long time. If water drops on a stone every day, the stone will be worn through after a long time."

At this point, he paused and continued, "In fact, there are three idioms here. One penny a day and one thousand pennies a thousand days can be considered an idiom. A rope saws through wood and water drips through stone can also be considered an idiom. Their meanings are roughly the same, but they are also different. We can use the previous idioms to always remind ourselves not to do evil things even if they are small, and not to refrain from doing good things even if they are small."

As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of the young men and women in the back row all lit up.

The purple-dressed girl's eyes sparkled as she murmured in a low voice, "Don't do evil even if it's small, and don't refrain from doing good even if it's small..."

Dong Wenpei, who was standing in the corner, nodded solemnly.

Luo Zijun continued, "The last two idioms tell us that we must persevere in doing anything to succeed. For example, classmate Bai Yuning is so beautiful and smart. If she studies hard every day and perseveres in studying, then when she grows up, she will be a beautiful and smart girl, and everyone will envy her. But if she doesn't persist in studying and only knows how to play every day, then when she grows up, she will become a beautiful but stupid girl, and everyone will despise her. It's the same for all of you here. Only by persevering in studying can you become a useful and enviable person in the future."

"Can you tell me, who wants to become a stupid and hated kid when they grow up?"

The little nobles in the audience all laughed.

Bai Yuning's face was red and she was smiling happily.

Luo Zijun asked again: "Now, tell me, how many idioms did you remember just now?"

Bai Yuning immediately stood up and was the first to answer: "Three. The first is one penny a day, one thousand pennies a thousand days. The second is a rope sawing through wood, and the third is water dripping through a stone."

Luo Zijun clapped his hands and said, “Look, I said Bai Yuning is beautiful and smart.”

As soon as these words came out, a little girl next to Bai Yuning also stood up and said, "Sir, I also remembered them. They are three idioms!"

Seeing this, the others also stood up and rushed to answer, fearing that the teacher would say they were not smart enough.

"Sir! I remember that too!"

"Sir! This is so easy, I remember it too!"

Seeing this scene, the young men and women in the back row looked at each other and smiled.

Dong Wenpei in the corner also nodded with a smile.

Luo Zijun smiled and clapped his hands, "Good, it seems that everyone is very smart. The gentleman was twelve years old before he could remember it. It turns out that the gentleman in front of you was a big fool."

When these words were spoken, the little nobles all laughed.

The atmosphere in the classroom became more lively.

Luo Zijun picked up the second book and looked at the poems on it.

"Well, let's talk about a poem next. This poem... is called "Childlike Fun"."

He took the book, walked down the stage, put the book in front of a fat, self-abased little boy, and asked, "Can you read this poem?"

The little boy read it carefully and nodded quickly.

"What's your name?"

Luo Zijun asked in a gentle voice.

The little boy lowered his head and said timidly, "Zhang Qisheng."

Luo Zijun said: "Okay, Zhang Qisheng, you come and read this poem so that everyone can hear it."

The little boy was a little nervous and hesitant.

Luo Zijun encouraged him, "It's okay, read it out loud, and the teacher will tell you a story later, a story about you and the teacher."

Zhang Qisheng immediately raised his head and looked at him.

Luo Zijun clapped and said, "Everyone applaud Zhang Qisheng together."

Bai Yuning was the first to applaud immediately.

When the others saw this, they immediately followed suit and applauded.

The young men and women in the back row also applauded with smiles on their faces.

Outside the window, among a group of servants, a middle-aged servant saw this scene and immediately applauded excitedly.

Zhang Qisheng immediately plucked up his courage, picked up the book, and began to read aloud nervously.

"Catching fireflies in the mountains,

The grass chases butterflies.

Laughter flies away with the wind,
The heart of a child is not tainted by evil. "

Although it was discontinuous, I finally managed to read it.

"That was a great read, everyone applaud! Whoever claps the loudest is the smartest and most powerful person. Those who clap quietly are definitely powerless fools."

After Luo Zijun finished speaking, he was the first to applaud.

Warm applause and laughter rang out again in the classroom.

Everyone clapped very hard.

Zhang Qisheng blushed, lowered his head, and a smile appeared on his face.

Luo Zijun took the book and read it aloud again.

Then he started to explain the meaning of the little poem, which had a very simple meaning, and he first explained it casually, and then started to tell a story.

"One night, the moon was very round and there were many stars. Zhang Qisheng and many other children were playing on the grass in the mountains. At this time, a tall, big, and handsome firefly flew out from the grass. Everyone, guess what the name of this tall, big, and handsome firefly is?"

Everyone burst out laughing and fell all over the place with laughter.

"Call me sir!"

“Call me Luo Zijun! Hahahaha…”

"Sir, you are so shameless, hahahaha..."

The young men and women in the back row couldn't help but cover their mouths with their hands because of laughing.

Luo Zijun continued, "Yes, its name is Luo Zijun. At this time, another beautiful and smart little butterfly flew out from the bushes. Guess what its name is?"

Bai Yuning's face immediately turned red. She giggled and said shyly in a low voice: "Bai Yuning..."

The others also laughed and guessed: "Bai Yuning."

However, a few little girls were immediately dissatisfied and pouted.

Luo Zijun said: "Its name is indeed Bai Yuning, but behind it, there are more beautiful and smart little butterflies. They are called Bai Rongrong, Lan Qian, Yang Danxin... At this time, many tall, big and handsome fireflies flew out. They are called Bai Song, Wang Yiping, Zhang Chuan..."

He read as he looked at the list on the table.

"They were flying around in the grass in a lively manner. Zhang Qisheng and the children were happily chasing them. Their joyful laughter floated under the starry sky..."

“This is their childhood joy and the best time of their childhood.”

"Sir, I have two little poems for you all."

"Listen to the frogs croaking under the willow trees, and play with the boat by the stream. The kite flies in the distant dream, and we travel together in the sky."

“The journey is long and the mountains are high, but dreams come true if you take steady steps. Even wind and rain cannot stop our determination, but our original aspiration is to move towards the light.”

"I hope that when you grow up, you can still keep your childishness, innocence, help each other, love each other, be happy, and not be polluted by the dust of the world. Run towards your dreams step by step. Even if the wind and rain are strong, it can't stop your winged ambitions."

After that, the classroom was quiet for a few breaths.

Then, the girl in the purple dress in the back row was the first to applaud.

Then, there was thunderous applause.

There was loud applause both inside and outside the window.

After the applause died down, Luo Zijun picked up the pen and wrote the answer to the last question on the blackboard.

Encourage learning.

The lights are on at midnight and the roosters crow at dawn, which is the time for men to study. If you do not study hard when you are young, you will regret it later when you are old.

(End of this chapter)