prosperous age

Chapter 18 18 Composition
When Wei Guangde came home from his private school, the six children jumped up and down along the path by the river.

More than ten miles, it is still a bit far for children, but it is not difficult to walk all the way to play.

But on the way, Wei Guangde saw his old friend who visited Master's house yesterday, that Taoist priest.

Since they met on the road, the little fellows saluted the old Taoist in a respectful manner.

When the old Taoist priest left at noon, they watched Mrs. Sun escorting him to the door, so they couldn't pretend not to see them.

If the old Taoist went back to see Mrs. Sun, well, it seemed troublesome to put on a hat of disrespect to the teacher.

China has been regarded as a country of etiquette since ancient times, so it naturally pays more attention to these things, and the books taught by the master at the beginning also have this aspect, in fact, they are teaching them what to do and what to do.

"Hello, Mr. Lin."

The little guys all stood upright, bowed slightly to salute the old Taoist, and said respectfully.

"You are all right."

When the old Taoist saw these schoolchildren, he naturally recognized them as students from Master Sun's private school, especially the child standing in the middle, who seemed to be called Wei Guangde.

After all, it is a family of hundreds of households, and the food, clothing, housing and transportation are the best in front of the little guys in front of them.

At this time, Wei Guangde's face was also round, and he still looked like a child. His nose and mouth were very similar to Wei Meng's, but the shape of his face was different. Wei Meng had a Chinese character face.

But that's just because Wei Guangde is still young and his appearance hasn't matured yet.

Wei Wencai was like this when he was a child, but the shape of his face has changed significantly since he is 16 years old.

In terms of appearance, Wei Guangde is not the most outstanding among the children in the private school, he can only be said to be above average, but judging from the current few children, of course he is the most outstanding.

People rely on clothes and gold clothes, although the material of Wei Guangde's clothes is similar to that of the other children, at least the difference is not very big, and it is not obvious if you don't know it.

But the small body is still straight, and it looks very energetic to hold up the clothes.

"Are you going home?"

The place where they met was far away from Madang Town, seven or eight miles away, and the old Taoist didn't see anyone along the way, so he asked curiously.

"We are all from the Bengshan Hundred Households in front of us, and we are almost home."

In the distance, there are farmers busy in the vaguely visible fields. This area is actually the farmland of a hundred households.

"You belong to the Baihu Institute. Your name is Wei Guangde, right? Wei Baihu is your father?"

When the old Taoist heard Wei Guangde say that they were children from the Bengshan Hundred Households Institute, he naturally thought of something.

After Wei Guangde and the old Taoist talked a few more words, they separated and went their separate ways. After all, they were not familiar with each other and the age gap was large, so they had nothing to say.

In addition, some relatives came to the castle. Although they don't know how to communicate with those adults, if they have children with them and they are of the same age, they can still play together quickly when they meet the right temper.

Farewell to the old Taoist, Wei Guangde and others continued to run home, but they didn't notice that the old Taoist was staring at Wei Guangde all the time, and finally sighed and said to himself: "I still don't have enough cultivation, I can't see through this child."

In fact, from the first sight in the private school, the old Taoist felt that Wei Guangde was a short-lived figure. It is reasonable to say that Wei Guangde should have died when he was about ten years old. death.

At this time, the old Taoist priest can only think that his cultivation is not enough, and he is not deep enough in the practice of fortune-telling.

After entering the gate of the military fort, a child asked, "Yutou, come out to play later?"

"That's right, take that bird gun and let's shoot birds."

"Can you take the slingshot?"

Hearing a few children chattering on the sidelines and talking again, Wei Guangde thought for a while before he said: "Master introduced the composition in the afternoon, let us come back and write one according to our understanding, it will be used as calligraphy practice, if the homework is not done well , I’m afraid I’ll be punished tomorrow morning.”

Wei Guangde thought of the homework assigned by Mrs. Sun in the afternoon. The requirements seemed not high, but he didn't write it either.

The essays Master Sun asked them to write were not the essays required by the schools of later generations, but stereotyped essays.

This afternoon was usually used to practice calligraphy and reading, but the master started to talk about the writing of stereotyped essays for them.

Briefly introduces the fixed format of the eight-part essay, that is, the eight parts, which are composed of eight parts: breaking the topic, accepting the topic, starting the lecture, entering the topic, starting the section, middle section, back section, and bundle section, and the last four parts are required Each part has two parallel lines of text.

Because they only studied "University", Master Sun didn't come up with a question, but let the little ones play freely. If they think that paragraph is easy to write, they choose that paragraph from the original text to write.

In fact, in the afternoon class, Wei Guangde also had a half-knowledge of what he was listening to, and he still didn't know how to write the essay.

I had heard of stereotyped essays back then, and there were also stereotyped essays in the textbooks I read, but he couldn't write them at all, and the education back then didn't require this.

Therefore, at this time, Wei Guangde actually didn't know whether he could write or not.

Thinking back to the time when I was reading historical literature on the Internet, those seniors who were in the same situation as myself were mostly high-achieving liberal arts students, either archeology or history, anyway, they were awesome.

Although they are not very good at writing stereotyped essays, most of them have read a lot of so-called top scholar manuscripts in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and after traveling through welfare, their memories are so good that they can easily remember them and write them out intact. Yuan is the big three yuan.

In fact, in private, Wei Guangde also felt that this time travel was quite difficult for him, and he was completely unprepared, so he envied those seniors who could travel back and forth.

However, Wei Guangde is still very content, at least he didn't dress up as a beast or a plant.

Wei Guangde is not sure, if he has transmigrated to become a human, then no one is lucky, and he is still a person who passed it on anyway.

I felt a little guilty, because after being educated by the ruler during that time, Wei Guangde had obstacles in his heart, and he didn't want to continue to be punished.

"Forget it today, let's go home and think about how to write it, and hand in today's homework."

"Afraid of hair, the master said to write casually, how to understand how to write, then even if the writing is bad tomorrow, it should be fine."

Zhang Ji said at this moment, he is a bit rough-skinned and thick-skinned, and the master hit him a few times, but it didn't hurt much, so naturally he didn't want to so much, it's better to shoot birds.

"Just go if you want to go. I'll go back and think about it. Let's talk about it then."

Wei Guangde saw that some of his partners were eager to try when they mentioned hunting birds, and he didn't want to displease them, so he just said it perfunctorily.

After entering the military fort, the children quickly separated and went home separately.

Wei Guangde entered the gate of his house, but he didn't see his father and elder brother in the front yard. In the past at this time, the front hall was always occupied.

But I didn't think too much about it, so I walked directly to the backyard, and when I entered the door, I saw several servant girls standing near the courtyard gate, and felt strange.

"Aunt Li, why are you all standing here instead of going into the house to serve?"

(End of this chapter)