How long does it take to read a slim copy of "The Analects of Justice"?

Even if the Analects itself and Mr. Du's annotations are included, such a book will never exceed 100,000 words. If it were a novel, Zhang Yue would only need two hours at most to finish it, but this is ancient prose and a vertical book.

It was an ancient Chinese text in traditional Chinese, and he not only needed to read it, but also needed to memorize it and understand it thoroughly. So, for a whole month, he struggled with this book.

But in the school, Zhang Yue took off his title of medicine jar, but gained the reputation of being uneducated and incompetent.

Mr. Du is not the only teacher in the Zhang Family School. He is only responsible for teaching the Analects and does not care about anything else. The several old scholars in charge of other courses do not know whether they are dissatisfied with the students' disobedience or their own treatment.

The target of the attack was Zhang Yue, a student sitting alone in the first row.

After all, the other two members of the Zhang family "reported illness" at home, and only one of them in the entire Zhang family can be considered a leader. How can he live up to his responsibilities if he doesn't keep a close eye on them?

Poor Zhang Yue had just started to pick up the Analects of Confucius, let alone poetry, books, etiquette and Yi. He was beaten to pieces every day, so he finally understood one thing - there is definitely something better than Mathematics, Physics, Chemistry and English in this world.

Terrible stuff.

This day was the day before the monthly exam. The class was attended by an old scholar. He was shaking his head and shaking his head for the whole day. He closed the book in his hand as usual and looked around at the faces of all the students in the classroom.

Finally, he lived up to expectations and fixed his sights on Zhang Yue.

"Zhang Yue, "Book of Rites, Part Two", please recite it to me."

"Sir, the students haven't memorized it yet."

After many days of school life, Zhang Yue finally gained experience. When he said these words at this moment, his face was clearly innocent and ashamed, but it still choked the old scholar and turned blue.

The old scholar banged his ruler on the podium several times, and then he said sadly: "Xiangfu Zhang family has always been famous for its both civil and military skills. You know, your uncle was in the middle of the Yuan Dynasty when he was weak, and now you are actually

I can’t even recite the Book of Rites! Everyone should work harder because of their background..."

There were bursts of proud snickers behind him, and in front of him were the teacher's lessons about how iron can never become steel. Zhang Yue, caught in the middle, just lowered his head and pretended to be submissive, but in fact he was thinking in his heart about how to return the book to Mr. Du later.

And how to deal with tomorrow's monthly exam. With Gu Bin's guarantee, he can barely cope with the latter question; but the former question is really embarrassing.

Apart from lending him a book, he didn't see that Mr. Du had any special regard for him. There was still half a month before the given deadline, and he really didn't want to disappoint his father, but he took

How to impress an inexperienced person?

"Study hard and don't let down the Zhang family's reputation!"

Suddenly hearing such a very familiar closing sentence, Zhang Yue hurriedly agreed, and then bent down and sent the verbose old gentleman out. When he glanced at the person and disappeared, he let out a long breath.

Sitting down, I thought to myself that Zhang Chao and Zhang Qi had really made these old gentlemen quite angry, otherwise they wouldn't have vented all their anger on him.

God knows he has only attended so many schools in total, so what's the use of keeping an eye on him?

The monthly exam is tomorrow, and the students are busy preparing for the exam, and it doesn't make much sense to tease Zhang Yue for the same reason all the time. So, a group of students, including Qian Jia, a relative of King Xin'an, soon

They dispersed in a hurry. Zhang Yue was about to wait until everyone was gone so he could go find Mr. Du to return the book, but unexpectedly, Gu Bin, still dressed in white, suddenly came over.

"Why didn't you tell Mr. Zhao that you rarely came to school due to illness, so that's why you couldn't recite the Book of Rites?"

Zhang Yue had spoken less than ten words to Gu Bin this month. When he saw him taking the initiative to strike up a conversation, he had the illusion that the sun was rising in the west. After looking at Gu Bin's face for a long time, he waved his hands and said

: "If I can't recite it, I just can't recite it. There's no need to find an excuse. Can I use poor health as an excuse in future exams?"

Gu Bin was speechless by Zhang Yue's words. He was stunned for a moment and then walked out the door without saying a word. Before going out, he suddenly stopped and looked back at Zhang Yue, and then lost his head.

He said stupidly: "You are really different from them."

There was no time to think about what Gu Bin meant by what he said. When he saw the guy disappearing, Zhang Yue took out the thin "The Analects of Justice" from his schoolbag, quickly left the classroom and ran towards the room in the corner. He found that the door was tightly closed.

After closing the door, he gently went up and knocked on the door, then composed himself and made a solemn expression.

The door opened not long after. Looking at Mr. Du who was wearing a green robe and holding a dead face, Zhang Yue could not connect such a wooden person with any expert. However, after reading the book "

"The Analects of Confucius", he had no doubts about Mr. Du's talent and learning.

You know, in order to understand it, he deliberately read Zhu Xi's "Analects of Confucius". It turned out that Song Lian's comments were suspected to be in the same vein as Zhu Zi, and many of Mr. Du's opinions were very different from Zhu Xi, who was regarded as a saint in the Ming Dynasty.

Mr. Du casually took the book from Zhang Yue and asked calmly: "Have you finished reading the book?"

"Yes, the students have all finished reading."

Zhang Yue originally thought that Mr. Du would at least let him in to talk, but who knew that he was just blocking the door with no intention of letting him out, so he felt that his low hope was even less. Sure enough, the next moment,

, he heard a word that showed no mercy at all.

"I heard from those people that when I asked you to recite the poems and books of the Spring and Autumn Period, even the opening ones, you said you couldn't do it?"

"Students really don't know how."

At this time, Zhang Yue simply gave up and said straight to the point: "The student has been weak and sick since he was a child. He has been unable to study and has not read the Four Books and Five Classics. So now that he has the opportunity, the student knows that he can bite off more than he can chew.

Think about it bit by bit. For example, the book "The Analects of Justice" given by my husband, the student just swallowed it and memorized it, and then I will understand it bit by bit when I have time, so I really don't have the time or energy to read other books."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that Mr. Du's eyes seemed to have changed, but no matter how he looked at it, the dead face was still a dead face, and it had not changed much. Full of disappointment, he had no choice but to bow deeply, then turned around and walked quickly

He left, while saying sorry to his father in his heart. Until he walked out of the school, he didn't hear any sound behind him.

If you add in the lesson from the old scholar, he has hit a wall for the second time today.

However, it turns out that this day's ordeal is far from over. When Zhang Yue stepped into the back door of the Zhang family mansion, he accidentally bumped into his uncle Zhang Xin and brothers Zhang Chao and Zhang Qi. Zhang Chao Zhang

When I saw him, I was very enthusiastic. He held a bow and arrow and showed off today's harvest with a smile. However, when Zhang Xin came up, he gave him a harsh reminder.

"Brother Yue, since you are studying, you have to put more thought into it. Otherwise, if you go to school every day and are ridiculed as ignorant and incompetent, then you might as well not go!"
Chapter completed!