After finishing his day's work, Chu Ci returned to his residence.

The Imperial College has arranged a yard for him, so the house in Wenxingfang can be returned after living in a few more days.

Zhang Hu went to the kitchen to heat up the cooked food he bought on the road, and then the two of them started eating steamed buns.

After dinner, Chu Ci wanted to find a book to have fun, but he couldn't find it.

"Dahu, have you seen the master-" Zhang Hu's door was closed. Chu Ci didn't think much about it, and pushed the door in directly, and then suddenly lost his voice.

Zhang Hu was a little nervous. He was sitting in a chair facing the light, holding a needle in his hand and sewing something.

"Is this the Cuju last time?" Chu Ci walked over and looked.

"Yes." Zhang Hu responded. He kicked someone's Cuju, so he couldn't help them fix it?

No wonder Chu Ci remembered that Zhang Hu's body was bulging that day. He probably poured out the rice bran inside and picked up the leather.

"This leather is so hard, can the needle be stabbed in?" Chu Ci's eyes looked curious.

"Yes, Master, just look, it's enough to have this." Zhang Hu raised his hand, wearing a ring-like thing on his fingers, just use this thing to stab it in with a needle. After he put down his hand, he returned it to Chu.

Ci demonstrated it. The thick hand was very quick to thread the flying needle.

"Sewed, lord. Can you help me return it to them tomorrow?" Zhang Hu bit off the twine and handed the Cuju to Chu Ci.

Chu Ci took it and immediately felt something was wrong. The rice bran added to Cuju, it shouldn't be so light, right? He held it in his hand and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Dahu, what have you added to it?

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"Cotton wool. There is no rice bran at home, and there is no neighbors around. If you want to buy it, it will cost several cents. Just then, a quilt was broken by me, so I took out some of the cotton wool inside."

Hu was happy because he saved a few cents, but Chu Ci was a little amused.

"Okay, I'll help you get it back tomorrow." He didn't want to undermine Zhang Hu's enthusiasm. It's not easy for a big man to do needlework secretly.

"Thank you, Master!" Zhang Hu felt a little relieved. That day, he asked, "It costs two or three taels of silver for a small thing, and it was almost as much as their half-month house payment. If he didn't repair it, he wouldn't have to repair it.

I feel sorry for it.

Chu Ci pulled the ball back to the room, and had long forgotten that he had just gone to find something.

This ball is too light and cannot be played, and it cannot grasp its strength at all. When you push it up with your hands, it seems to be lighter than modern football, and it is a bit like a volleyball.

Thinking of this, Chu Ci held his hands together, combined his elbows, and kicked the ball.

It is said that volleyball is quite good at training people. The good achievements made by the former women's volleyball athletes have made the Chinese people talk about it, but they also brought about a volleyball style. This thing does not require fierce collisions like football and basketball.

Very suitable for students to play.

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The next day, Chu Ci went to the Imperial College.

Although the Imperial College is a clean yamen, it is better than other yamen, that is, there is no need to dial the Mao, just follow the students' daily routines. In addition, it also provides dormitories and three meals, which is a good job of food and accommodation.

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"It's so early for Gu Siye." Chu Ci greeted Gu Siye who was sitting inside and received a nod. Seeing that Gu Siye seemed to be busy with something, he didn't bother him, so he went out with the roster in his hand and got out.

It's right.

The outer school should be in class at this moment. The morning class is usually supervised by Xueju or Xuezheng to supervise them and then recite them one by one. After all, the plan for one day lies in the morning. The ancients also believed that reading in the morning had the best memory.

In the afternoon, it depends on the students' progress. If you have not memorized it, copy the book in the afternoon. The doctor will not explain it until you remember it is memorized thoroughly. The assistant teacher is responsible for reviewing their homework and temporarily serving the doctor when he has something to do.

course.

Chu Ci inspected several teaching halls and found that although some of the students were not very attentive, they were basically still studying. So he did not go in to disturb him. Instead, he stood outside the window and observed the number of people. After seeing that everyone was there,

Just draw a circle on the roster.

When I walked past the first few yards, the situation was similar. When Chu Ci came to the yard where Ren Ban was located, the situation changed.

Several students were pulling and tearing outside, their faces were full of excitement. After seeing Chu Ci's figure, they rushed into the church with a strange scream.

Chu Ci walked in with a calm face and found that the students were sitting in a staggered manner and had all the people doing. However, the seats were not empty. I guess everyone was here today.

However, on the podium, the class’s academic record was not present.

"Now start calling the name, the person who clicked the name answered loudly..."

After finishing his name, Chu Ci covered the list and asked, "This is the time to study. Why can't you hear any reading sounds in your yard?"

The students below looked at each other, and then they all took out books from the bags below listlessly. Some took "The Great Learning", some took "The Doctrine of the Mean", and all kinds of books were taken out.

Chu Ci learned about the approximate level of each class before. The students in the three classes A, B and C are generally older. They have read the Four Books and Five Classics and are reading various subsets. The students in the three classes Ding, Wu and Ji,

He was at the age of eighteen or nineteen, and he still had to deeply interpret the Four Books and Five Classics. However, he had already finished two of the Four Books in the Geng and Xin classes.

Only the Ren class has the slowest progress, and it has been two or three months since I entered the school before I read "The Doctrine of the Mean".

"Take out the doctrine of the mean and put the other books back in the bag."

The students dragged on and on again, and finally the same book was placed in front of everyone.

"What chapter has the Doctrine of the Mean learned?" There are thirty-three chapters in total, and it has been two or three months. At least it should have been in the middle and late stages.

The following students remained silent, and Chu Ci named him: "Gu Xu, let me tell you, what chapter has the learning of the Doctrine of the Mean?"

"I just read Chapter 4 yesterday." Gu Xu stood up and replied.

"Okay, sit down." Chu Ci asked him to sit down, and then said, "Since I have read it yesterday, I think I will recite it too, right? I will pick someone up to recite it."

The students below were stunned at first, and then flipped through the books.

"Zhang Bin, come."

The student named Zhang Bin who was called looked bitter. After closing the book, he began to recall hard: "The Master said: I know it if the Tao is not good; I know it; those who know it are too foolish, not enough...

Not enough…”

"Sit down first. Fang Mo, come."

The student named Fang Mo stood up and said unjustly: "The Master said: If the Tao does not work, I know it, but if the fool is too much, I know it, but if the Tao does not understand it, I know it—"

"Stop." Chu Ci was so angry that he heard this. What kind of sentences are read? It was random and messy. If he read it well, he would not be able to do it even if he wanted to do it!

Fang Mo shook his head and his back was trembling. Chu Ci suddenly interrupted him, which made him very puzzled.

"Is this how yesterday's academic record taught you to read?"

"Fan Xuelu didn't come yesterday."

"Then why don't you report to the supervisor?" Chu Ci asked, and then he suddenly remembered that at the gathering yesterday, everyone in the outer courtyard had arrived.

"Did he not come to the teaching house after he came yesterday? Who is in the class?"

"No one is here."

Chu Ci felt angry. He knew that the class in the outer school was the worst, but these gentlemen were too unreasonable!

"Open the book and turn it to Chapter 4, and follow me to read it. Confucius said: "The Tao does not work, I know it." Chu Ci came out and didn't have to read the book at all.

The students opened the book and looked at it, and found that the word was not bad, and they were all a little surprised.

"Remember!" Chu Ci frowned.

"The Master said: If the Tao does not work, I know it."

"Those who know are too much, and those who are fools are too little. Think about it!"

"Those who know are wrong..."

Chu Ci took a class in Ren class for a morning. After teaching everyone these few sentences to read, they asked them to recite them.

When reciting, Chu Ci explained the meaning while explaining it, instead of letting them read it, memorize it, and then start explaining it after it was memorized. He always believed that thinking ability and memory were related. These articles were more complicated and difficult to pronounce, and they were in the past.

The "Three Hundred Thousand" I learned is completely different. If the teacher does not explain it and only let them memorize it by rote, the effect will definitely be bad.

When I was about to finish school, Chu Ci said: "Today's lesson is to go back and copy what I learned today, and then write down the meaning I explained later."

"Si Ye, just copy it once?" One student was surprised.

"How many times do you copy it?"

"The most time was arranged fifty times. At least twenty times were required."

Chu Ci suppressed his anger again and said, "Just do what I said."

Then, he left with the roster.

There was a lot of cheers behind him. Everyone thought that Siye had nothing to do yesterday, and that he was probably a difficult character. Unexpectedly, he showed great compassion and let them go today.

After Chu Ci came to the Siye Hall, he ordered the servant who came to pour tea: "Go, come and find Qian Jiancheng and Fan Xuelu, and say I have something to do to find them!"

"yes."

After a while, Qian Jiancheng and a white-haired old man came over yesterday.

Chu Ci only lowered his head to handle official duties, but did not greet the two of them. The two looked at each other, and then they were a little restless.

"I wonder what sir is looking for us?" Qian Jiancheng asked with some guilt.

"Don't you know what you are doing?" Chu Ci put down his brush and asked back.
To be continued...