159. Chapter 159

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She turned over, then another.

"You do not sleep?"

Normally, they wouldn't rest so early, but today they both had a busy day, so they turned off the lights after getting on the kang. But there was a moon outside, and it was still vaguely visible inside the house.

Zhao'er half sat up and moved next to Xue Tingyan.

"Gou'er, tell me what you meant when you scolded that old killer just now?"

Zhao'er knew how to scold and had scolded others before, but he had never seen such a method of scolding. Yang Zhong was so angry that he was so angry that the Xue family didn't even know how to persuade him. From Zhao'er's point of view, isn't this just a collection of curse words? You can curse people without uttering any curse words?

She wanted to learn this method, and it would always come in handy.

Xue Tingyan turned over and gave her a backbone.

Zhao'er poked his shoulder with his finger: "What's wrong? Why are you angry again?"

He didn't move, so she moved closer.

There was only one person's distance between the two of them, and they were only wearing thin clothes when sleeping. Zhao'er leaned over, and even though Xue Tingyan was carrying his back, he felt a rush of heat coming towards him, mixed with a faint faint fragrance.

There was a strange softness slightly attached to his shoulder. Xue Tingyan's back stiffened as she heard her say above her head: "Don't take the old killer's words to heart. I'm not saying that the uncle and aunt are too narrow-minded." Too much, you actually made such a fuss, do you really think that I will regret it if you make such a fuss? Even if the family doesn’t say anything, there are still people outside watching, so don’t worry, we’ve already booked the school.”

She was very close to him, and the heat of her words sprayed on the tips of his ears, making him tremble again and again. At the same time, a hot and numb feeling ran from the tips of his ears to his neck, causing waves of unconscious shudders.

His breathing was a little tight and he couldn't help but turn over.

Zhao'er was still talking, but she didn't expect that he would suddenly turn over, and his face would suddenly crash into her arms.

Xue Tingyan's mind went blank for a moment, and she subconsciously fell back. It was obvious that it was about to leave at the first touch, but it clearly felt a suffocating softness, and there was a faint bulge.

He recalled some situations in the dream, and felt his nose was hot, as if something was flowing out.

"Are you okay?" Zhao'er heard a thud and saw that he was motionless. He thought something had happened to him because he was hit, so he hurriedly came up to look at his face.

"Why are you panicking? It's true. Come on, let me rub it for you."

He covered his nose with one hand and pushed her with the other: "I'm fine, it doesn't hurt." He quickly turned over and stammered: "It's getting late, go to sleep."

"You haven't told me what you mean by that!"

"It doesn't mean anything, I just want him to pee and take a picture of himself!"

"Ah?!" Zhao'er was stunned, and after a while he said: "So that's what he meant, then just let him pee and take a picture of you, and he said so many more words."

Seeing that he didn't answer him, Zhao'er sat for a while and then lay down.

"Okay, go to sleep now, I won't disturb you anymore."

*

Yang Zhong stayed at Xue's house for one night and left the next day.

Because it was the busy farming period, the Xue family resumed their usual work, and no one mentioned the previous incident. It seemed that nothing happened that night.

Everything was so busy and yet so peaceful.

On this day, Xue Tingyan and Zhao'er went to town early in the morning.

Different from the past, Xue Tingyan wore new clothes today.

Zhao'er rushed out these clothes overnight because Boss Chen said he would take Xue Tingyan to Qingyuan Academy. This trip is of great significance, so naturally we can’t just take it as casually as before.

The gray-blue cotton robe was made by Zhao'er in imitation of the student shirts in town. Although the style was simple, it was starched and washed after it was made, making it look extra straight and fit. Although Xue Tingyan is thin, her shoulders are flat and her back is straight. Wearing this student shirt, she has an extraordinarily airy temperament of a jade tree facing the wind.

When they arrived at the place, Boss Chen took Xue Tingyan out, while Zhao'er stayed in Dongliju.

The two of them walked all the way to the east of the town. The farther they went, the more secluded they became. After walking for almost a cup of tea, they saw a building with white walls and black tiles standing at the end of the line of sight.

Seeing Xue Tingyan's eyes lingering on that building, Boss Chen said: "That's Qinghe Academy." After a pause, he raised his hand and pointed to a house not far behind Qinghe Academy: "That's Qingyuan. School."

The two of them walked forward and passed by Qinghe Academy. They saw that this academy was really extraordinary. The whole building exudes a majestic temperament. The gate tower stands majestically, and the door plaque reads "Qinghe Academy" in large golden letters. The two doors painted with black oil are tightly closed, and they look like they are shutting out people thousands of miles away. momentum.

"It's still too late for you to regret it now," Boss Chen said.

Following the sound of voices, the two of them crossed the Qinghe Academy and saw the small courtyard not far away that was obviously much more dilapidated.

The courtyard is rigorous and simple, with white walls and gray-black tiles. Even the door plaque is much smaller than that of Qinghe Academy, with a few simple big characters written on it——

Qingyuan Academy.

Obviously, no matter where you look from, it is not as good as the Qinghe Academy, but standing under the square door plaque and looking at the words on it, Xue Tingyan felt a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.

"Now that I'm here, kid, I have no intention of regretting it."

Boss Chen glanced at him appreciatively and stepped forward to call the door.

Not long after, an old man opened the door from the inside.

He seemed to know Boss Chen, and without asking too much, he led the two in.

This academy seemed small, but in fact it was small but well-equipped. It was no different from other academies. After the screen wall, there was a lecture hall on the central axis, with two halls on the left and right. A temple was built on the left to worship the sage Confucius, and the hall on the right was where the teacher sat, rested, and stored books.

There must be a shooting range, a hall, a kitchen, etc. behind the lecture hall. Xue Tingxuan knew what the layout was without looking. Because in his dream, he studied in Qinghe Academy for several years, but Qinghe Academy was much more spacious and imposing than Qingyuan Academy.

Boss Chen led Xue Tingxuan to the hall on the right with ease. When they arrived in front of a wing room, he straightened his clothes and sleeves, and took Xue Tingxuan in.

This wing room was decorated simply and elegantly. There was a large character hanging on the painting in the middle hall in front of it, with the characters "Quiet and Far-reaching" written on it. In front of the characters stood a thin middle-aged man, wearing a dark blue scholar's shirt and a square scarf on his head.

He turned around when he heard the noise, and saw that he had long eyebrows like willows, a thin face, and a few wisps of beard. From the face, he was a very serious and rigid person, but his eyes were calm and deep, and he was obviously a man of great wisdom.

This person was Lin Miao, the owner of Qingyuan Academy.

"Brother Anqi, I come to bother you again." Boss Chen smiled and bowed.

"Brother Mo Zhi."

Lin Miao smiled, and it was obvious that he had a good relationship with Boss Chen. The two of them exchanged greetings, and Boss Chen pointed at Xue Tingyan and said, "This is the young man I told you about."

Lin Miao looked over.

Obviously Xue Tingyan had a wide range of knowledge. He had seen all kinds of people in that dream, even the emperor, he had seen several, but he just felt a sense of awe for some reason.

"I am Xue Tingxuan, my boy. I am honored to meet you, sir." He put his hands together and bowed as a greeting.

Lin Miao nodded: "Since you are here, you can stay. The school will open in ten days, so you can come directly then."

"Thank you, sir."

Boss Chen glanced at Lin Miao, as if he had something to say. Seeing this, Xue Tingxuan said tactfully that he was going out for a walk and avoided him.

After Xue Tingxuan left, Boss Chen said: "Brother Anqi, don't you believe in my judgment? I have observed these days that this boy has a calm mind, is diligent and hardworking, and has a talent for studying. He is now only missing a good teacher. If he has a good teacher to guide him, he will surely have a bright future."

The reason why Boss Chen said this was because Lin Miao's performance was too bland. He originally thought that Lin Miao loved calligraphy, and after seeing Xue Tingxuan's calligraphy and his lobbying, he would definitely accept him as a student.

This student is different from the students in the school, and is considered an inner disciple. As the saying goes, "once you become a teacher, you become a father for life." From the time a child starts to learn elementary school until he passes the imperial examination/achievement, he has more than one teacher.

During elementary school, the teacher is called a teacher of enlightenment. The teacher of profession is the teacher who teaches the profession, also known as the teacher of classics. Those who teach the profession must pass on the classics, and those who pass on the classics must educate the people, so the teacher of profession is extremely important to a student. There are also teachers of humanity and teachers of seats, which are not mentioned here.

As for what Mr. Chen said about "taking students as students", the teacher is more like a combination of a teacher of profession and a teacher of humanity to the students. He must not only teach the profession, but also teach the principles of being a human being. Unlike treating ordinary students, the teacher must carefully cultivate them, which is regarded as inheriting his own mantle.

Of course, students also have to pay relatively, and they must truly be a father for life. This kind of relationship is not father and son, but better than father and son. It is very popular in the current literati. The intricate relationship among the literati is based on this, and gradually developed into a towering tree.

Lin Miao laughed: "You think highly of him."

Boss Chen sneered: "If I didn't care about you, you would think I had the time to care about your business. Don't forget the October competition. If Qingyuan Academy loses again this year..."

Boss Chen didn't say the next words, but Lin Miao understood what he meant.

He sighed lightly: "Everything is determined by heaven. If the reality is like this, it can't be forced."

Boss Chen shook his head and stamped his feet and said: "Oh, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but your temper is the most troublesome. You talk about the way of a gentleman with others, but others never follow you. Year after year, you have been defeated by that villain, and now there are no good seedlings willing to come here to study. What should we do in the long run?"

"Brother Mo, you don't understand."

"Yes, yes, I don't understand. I just know that if this continues, the reputation of Qingyuan Academy will be lost in your hands."

After speaking, both of them were silent.

Lin Miao looked tired, and Boss Chen seemed to know that he had said something wrong. He slowed down his tone and said, "I can't do anything to you. Anyway, I brought the person to you. I really think highly of this child. As for the rest, you can do it yourself."

Lin Miao nodded: "Brother Mo Zhi, I thank you here in advance, but the matter of accepting a disciple will be discussed later. Don't worry, once he enters the Qingyuan Academy, I will teach him carefully."

Boss Chen also understood where his heart knot was, but he didn't force it. The two talked about the past for a while, and then Boss Chen said goodbye.

When Boss Chen came out of the wing room, Xue Tingyan had just returned.

He was taken around the academy by Zhaifu. It can be seen that this academy is a bit old, and the paint on many buildings has peeled off, but every flower, grass and tree can be seen as elegant.

It looks like a place to study, unlike the Qinghe Academy, which exudes a smell of money everywhere.

The two of them left together, and on the way Xue Tingxiang asked Boss Chen about the tuition.

After asking about it, I found out that the training at Qingyuan Academy was very cheap. In addition to the six customary rites of apprenticeship, it only cost one or two silver grains a year.

As for the usual etiquette of honoring your husband, it only depends on your family background and intentions. You can give it as a gift or not. In addition, regarding dormitory study, you can choose to study dormitory or not, but you must arrive for morning study every day. As for meals, you can choose to bring your own rice, or you can choose to pay a certain amount of money every month and have it provided by the school. Both are negotiable.

Unlike Qinghe Academy, which requires students to stay in dormitories just to collect the expensive accommodation and meal expenses.

According to Boss Chen, in the past when Qingyuan Academy still had imperial subsidies, the annual one or two grains of silver were not collected. However, after the subsidy was lost, the few gentlemen and handymen in the academy had to support their families, so they were charged Silver taels.

Boss Chen said in a sighing tone, and Xue Tingyan also sighed in her heart.

In his dream, 'Xue Tingyan' had been studying in Qinghe Academy for three years. If he had known about the existence of Qingyuan Academy, Zhao'er would not have been so busy studying for him. He wouldn't be so desperate if he gave up, and he wouldn't waste three years in Qinghe Academy.

Fortunately, reality and dreams finally deviated, and Xue Tingyan felt inexplicably relieved.

Apart from anything else, it was because of this posture that the girl's figure was revealed to the fullest. With high breasts and perky hips, and a slender waist, Xue Tingyan had never seen such a scene before. An extremely unfamiliar feeling of heat rose up in her body.

But at the same time, it was not unfamiliar. A picture appeared in his mind. It was the wedding night between the two of them.

In the dream, he didn't like her at that time, but he felt that marrying her was natural.

It was a deep-rooted thought that she should be his wife.

However, his deepest hidden emotions were concealed by his awkwardness and ignorance. Especially when he later went to school to study and let his classmates know that he had a child bride in the countryside, he attracted a lot of ridicule.

But in fact, he liked her deep down, so she was tortured by him on the wedding night.

Originally, he was ignorant, and she was new to the world, so he hurt her too. But he still thought about it when it hurt, and she cried until tears and runny nose ran down her face. That was the first time she showed weakness in front of him, and he fell in love with this way of bullying her from then on.

At that time, he was studying in the school dormitory and could only come back every ten days. Every time he came back, she was so scared that she hid. But she had to rely on him and let him do whatever he wanted. He obviously liked it, but pretended not to like it.

Now that I think about it, he was really a jerk at that time.

Thinking about the mess in his mind, he suddenly said: "I'll wipe it for you."

Zhao'er glanced sideways at him in surprise, and subconsciously refused: "It still doesn't work, I will do it myself." After these days of correction, she has slowly learned not to call herself sister.

Before she could finish her words, Xue Tingyan had already snatched the cloth and pulled her to turn her back. Zhao'er could only freeze there and let him wipe it.

Seriously speaking, Xue Tingyan was still half a head taller, so he could only sit up and wipe her hair while half-kneeling. The two of them were so close that Zhao'er didn't notice it at all, but Xue Tingyan felt that his blood was surging fiercely.

Zhao'er's hair is very dark, thick, and smooth, like a piece of fine satin. He was clumsy, and he pulled her painfully several times at first. It wasn't until he heard her inhaling unconsciously that he slowed down and became gentler.

It felt a little difficult for him to reach, and Zhao'er felt a little distressed. He kept stretching his arms: "What if I don't lie down here?"

As she said that, she went to give it a try. Sure enough, it was more convenient for him to lie on the kang, and neither of them was tired this way. What she didn't know was that her posture was even more sultry when viewed from behind, especially for a young man who was full of energy.