In the morning, Wu Gen hurried to the south of the city. He carried a bag with bacon, red beans, red dates and other bundles on his back, and a jar of fine wine.

In order to enroll in school today, Wu Gen specifically asked for leave. Anyway, he is a role model for washing horses. One more is not more, one less is not more.

Although he entered school in a hurry, he still needed to have all the necessary etiquette. Wu Gen opened countless shops last night before getting all these things ready.

Wu Gen stopped when he walked to the huge white archway in the south of the city. This is the dividing line into the south of the city. On the archway, there are four large characters "Beichen Yide" carved in the font, which are strong and powerful, as if there are thousands of them.

Standing under the archway, he could vaguely feel someone looking at him. Wu Gen didn't take it seriously. With Mr. Zhu as his guarantee, there shouldn't be any big problem when he enters the south of the city.

Through the mist drifting from the waterfall, Inspector Wu Gen stretched his neck and looked in. In the mist, Zhu Buzhan's figure appeared in the mist. Seeing Wu Gen who was wet with mist, he nodded slightly: "Follow me. bring it on."

Entering the south of the city, if no one introduces you, you will be beaten out. Although the streets are deserted, who knows what is hidden in the dark.

Walking on the road paved with bluestone, there are high-profile houses on both sides, with beautifully carved doors matching each other, showing the dignity of the owner.

Nearing Gushan Mountain, a courtyard near the water appeared at the foot of the mountain.

Walking into the courtyard, there is no screen wall at the door, but there is a pavilion with three big characters "Tingfeng Pavilion" on it. There are couplets below, which read "The springs moisten the green hills, and the holy righteousness is passed down to the house. There is no harm in the third grade. The spring breeze here is full and far away." ”.

The sound of reading came, like a chime or a jade, with ups and downs.

Wu Gen was a little embarrassed. He thought he had woken up early, but he didn't expect anyone to be here early.

"Although you are older, but only before and after you enter school, these Meng children are all your senior brothers." Zhu Buzhan pointed to the dozen or so children in the room and said.

These children stared at Wu Gen with big eyes, looking at Wu Gen unscrupulously, and chattering non-stop. A few of the more naughty ones winked and made faces at Wu Gen.

Wu Gen, who has always been shameless, blushed a little. Looking at Zhu Buzhan who was looking at him with a smile and said nothing, he gritted his teeth and bowed his hands and said: "Hello, brothers and sisters."

The children burst into crisp laughter, "Hello, junior brother, hello, brother..."

After a moment of commotion, Zhu Buzhan gave a gentle high-five, and everyone became quiet. "This is your new classmate. We should all live in harmony on weekdays, and you are not allowed to bully the new classmates."

"I know." The children replied in a long voice, laughing happily.

Pointing to the tables and chairs in the last row, Zhu Buzhan said: "You can sit here." Putting down his things, Wu Gen sat down in an orderly manner. He touched the smooth tabletop, and there was always an unreal feeling in his heart.

When students first learn, it is nothing more than "Xiaoya", "Kindergarten Collection" and so on. The emphasis is on literacy and practicing the elegant dialect of Yizhou. Wu Gen is no exception. He drew circles with a group of classmates who were much younger than him. Recite words that are like a book from that day.

Zhu Buzhan taught with great patience. Every word clearly explained the origin of the sage's word-making and its great meaning. When there were any difficulties, he explained them in detail. No matter which student he was, he treated them equally.

In this way, Wu Gen started going to school on one day and reporting to the school captain's house on both days. When he asked for leave, the person in charge of the Facao looked a little strange when he heard about it. He agreed without asking, asking Wu Gen to prepare it. None of the reasons were used.

Every morning, Zhu Buzhan would go to the archway and bring some children in. Wu Gen also discovered that not all of these children lived in the area south of the city. There were children of nobles and common people. Without him,

Take the lead, those children who want to enter must not enter.

From time to time, nobles wearing silver crowns passed by, and they seemed to be quite polite to Zhu Buzhan, but the disdain in their eyes was obvious. According to the rules of Zhao State, nobles can wear gold, silver and jade crowns, but the land south of the city is mostly under the city.

They wait for noble people, so they have more silver crowns.

Wu Gen also asked Zhu Buzhan, wouldn't it cause resentment if he brought many disciples other than nobles into the school? Why not set up the school somewhere else?

Zhu Buzhan just patted him on the shoulder and sighed, "Everything has its own ugliness and good, and each has its own shape. There is only one thing about learning, and there is only learning or not learning. In our lineage, what we pay attention to is teaching without distinction.

, in today's world, it is naturally easy to be slandered. However, this world has to be changed eventually, and doing more is better than not doing anything at all." At this point, his face looked a little bitter.

"As for why you don't move away from here, do you want the children of these noble families to go to school where the common people live? If so, these people with silver crowns will do it behind their backs, and many more

There are so many worries that you can't even finish your studies. Under the great trend, you always need to borrow some strength to move forward.

Moreover, these third-grade people and other disciples gather together with each other. Although there is inevitably some distance between them after a long time, they finally see that there is no difference between each other, which also plants a seed in their hearts."

After all, Wu Gen was a man with a clear heart, and he understood Zhu Buzhan's difficulties. Think about it, you are a noble man, and instead of teaching your own children, you support those despicable people.

If Zhu Buzhan doesn't move, how dare those ordinary people send their children to school?

The school was set up here to facilitate the education of the nobles' children. Even if some people couldn't stand what Zhu Buzhan did, they had to pinch their noses and endure it.

As a result, Wu Gen had a deep admiration for Zhu Buzhan. On weekdays, because he was the oldest among a group of children, he took the initiative to take on some affairs in the school. Even trivial matters such as going to the toilet had to be done by Wu Gen.

Say hello one by one.

Children most like to play with people older than them. This cheap junior brother Wu Gen has a lovable face, so he gets along quite well with a group of senior brothers and sisters.

As time went by, whenever there was a break between classes, four or five children would hang on Wu Gen and pester him to ask questions. Even though it was harder, Wu Gen never tired of it. When nothing happened, Wu Gen was just like a child.

The big goose led a group of little geese around in the south of the city.

On the road, I met those noble people who were playing, and they were quite accommodating to these noisy children. At most, they laughed and scolded them for being scoundrels. In addition, Wu Gen seemed to be a different person during this period, he was polite and well-behaved, and he didn't offend him at all.

No matter what the trouble, there was not much obstruction in entering and exiting the archway.

After enrolling for more than half a month, Zhu Buzhan left Wu Gen behind. He admitted that the school was closed for the next day and wanted to help him move some things. This was understandable. When attending a private school, he had to hand it over to repair, and he had also given it to him.

Zhu Buzhan sent some money, but he flatly refused.

Wu Gen came to the school early the next day, and Zhu Buzhan said apologetically that he still had to wait for some time. Wu Gen found that Mr. Zhu, who was usually calm and calm, was a little uneasy today and got up from time to time to inquire about what was going on outside the hospital.

At three o'clock in the morning, the sound of carriages and horses was heard outside the door. Upon hearing this, Zhu Buzhan stood up and strode out of the house. When he reached the door, he slowed down again and walked out slowly with square steps behind his hands.

Wu Gen was wondering who made Mr. Zhu lose his composure today.

When I walked out of the door, I saw a rather simple carriage parked at the door. The driver was an old woman, holding a copper cigarette pot in her mouth, sitting in front of the carriage and smoking dry cigarettes.

The curtain of the carriage was gently opened, and a delicate, white and slender hand stretched out. Under the sunlight, the veins on the hand were faintly visible, as if they were carved from jade.

Immediately afterwards, a girl with a beautiful appearance and a pure face appeared in front of Wu Gen. The girl was wearing a fairy dress, with red lips and white teeth, her skin was as crystal clear as jade, and there was a vague aura of book between her eyebrows.

The beauty of the girl is just like clear waves and flowers, not as gorgeous as peonies, nor as lush as golden osmanthus. She has a certain elegance and refinement of her own, showing innocence when she opens and closes her curls.

At that moment, Wu Gen's heart paused for a moment. When he came back to his senses, the school with black tiles and white walls suddenly became brighter.

Seeing Zhu Buzhan, the girl embroidered her shoes and walked coquettishly. She bowed her head and said, "Daddy is well."

Zhu Buzhan's face was full of kindness, "It's been a hard journey, but the journey is safe."

The girl's eyebrows were curved, with a smile on her face, "Let daddy worry about it, everything is fine." She turned her head and glanced at Wu Gen, but stopped talking.

Zhu Buzhan coughed and said, "Wu Gen, this is my little girl Qian Hua. She has been living at home and just took it over."

Wu Gen woke up from his sleepwalking and quickly stepped forward and bowed, "I've seen Miss Qian Hua." Zhu Qian Hua's cheeks were slightly dizzy and she returned the bow.

"This is my new student, Wu Gen. Thank you for your hard work in moving the items in the car back to the house."

Wu Gen agreed, and he and the old woman moved the boxes in the car into the courtyard one by one, and distributed them to various rooms according to Zhu Buzhan's instructions. Today, I always feel that I have endless energy.

After settling down, Wu Gen just learned that Zhu Qianhua was Zhu Buzhan's only daughter. This time he traveled thousands of miles to defect, which made the school more popular.

When Zhu Qianhua arrived in Dingyuan City, she naturally became the senior sister. In addition to taking care of the housework every day, she sometimes helped Zhu Buzhan teach students and corrected the homework of Wu Gen and others.

The girl has a delicate mind and will point out anything wrong in detail. Every time Wu Gen's notebook is filled with Juan Xiu's correction handwriting.

After class that day, Wu Gen was walking home when he suddenly remembered that he had left his school badge in the school, so he hurriedly turned back.

After opening the courtyard door, there was silence in the courtyard. After walking into the room, Wu Gen rummaged around in his seat, but found nothing. He thought it must have been taken away by Zhu Qianhua.

Feeling anxious, he turned around and walked towards the wing, where Zhu Qianhua lived.

I walked gently to the front of the house and saw Zhu Qianhua correcting his homework through the half-open window.

Zhu Qianhua sat at the table, focusing on the homework in front of him. The afterglow of the sunset cast a layer of rouge on his face, and even the slender hairs around his ears were dyed crimson.

There was a smile on the corner of the girl's mouth, and she gently lifted the gauze sleeve of her right arm with her left hand, revealing a section of her crystal-clear jade arm. It must have been a student's poor homework that made her laugh, and she was hesitating on how to put down the pen.

Wu Gen raised his hand several times to knock on the door, but he was afraid of disturbing the other person, so he could only stand in front of the window and wait.

Finally, Zhu Qianhua spotted Wu Gen, his face was slightly surprised, and he suddenly realized, "Junior brother came back because of this thing." He pointed to a waist card on the table.

"Oh, that's right." Wu Gen suddenly woke up and hurriedly lowered his head and stepped forward. He accidentally tripped on the root of the peach tree in the courtyard and fell to the window with a plop.

Zhu Qianhua stood up quickly and looked out the window. Unexpectedly, Wu Gen stood up hastily in a panic, and their heads hit each other.

"Ouch." Zhu Qianhua covered his head and let out a soft cry, with tears hidden in his painful eyes.

Wu Gen reached out and grabbed the sign, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He walked backwards and bowed to apologize again and again. When he didn't want to turn back, he happened to bump into the peach tree in the courtyard, and the leaves fell one after another.

"Pfft." Zhu Qianhua was amused. Realizing the impoliteness, he quickly covered his mouth and asked with a smile, "Junior brother, something is wrong."

"It's okay, it's okay." Wu Gen's nose was hit and caused nosebleeds. He wiped it in panic, turned around and rushed towards the courtyard door.

When he left the courtyard, he took a deep breath and slapped himself, "Nothing to show for it."

"Boy, don't make any ulterior motives and control your thoughts. Otherwise, the old woman is good at breaking bones and resetting them. You might want to give it a try." A sinister voice sounded from behind.

Wu Gen was startled. He turned around and saw that it was the old woman who was driving the carriage. She was leaning against the corner, smoking a pipe and a pot. Her eyes were cold and stern, as if she were looking at an enemy.
Chapter completed!