The Red Chamber begins with a bastard

Chapter 60 The counterattack of the scumbag
At this time, Jia Dairu was obviously also very confused, thinking he was still dreaming in bed, rubbed his presbyopic eyes, wandered around the classroom, and found that the students who were usually most mischievous were actually reading aloud, he couldn't help but feel relieved, and nodded slightly while stroking his gray beard.

"Ok?"

Jia Dairu was moving himself, when he suddenly found that Jia Huan was reading "The Analects of Confucius", his old face suddenly fell, and he turned and walked out of the classroom silently.

After about a stick of incense, Jia Dairu returned to the classroom with a ruler and lesson plans. There was even a pair of reading glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose. He walked to the podium, tapped the ruler, and the whole classroom fell silent.

Jia Dairu shot his eyes from above the reading glasses, glanced at all the schoolchildren, and then said slowly: "Jia Jie, come and recite the prodigy's poems."

A person sitting in the front row immediately stood up, shook his head and chanted loudly: "The emperor values ​​heroes, and articles teach you. Everything is inferior, only reading is high..."

This Jia Yu was about thirteen or fourteen years old, and he was considered the oldest among all the schoolchildren, and judging by where he was sitting, he should be the "top student" in the class.

Sure enough, after Jia Jie finished reciting the prodigy's poems fluently, Jia Dairu nodded in satisfaction and said, "That's right, sit down."

Jia Yu deliberately turned his head to look around, and then sat down triumphantly.Jia Huan is a little speechless, isn't it just a poem by a child prodigy?It's so awesome, he could recite this thing in his previous life, and it is estimated that Xiao Jialan can also recite it.

At this time, Jia Lan who was standing next to him whispered in an envious tone: "In today's ethnology, Jia Jie's progress is the fastest. He has finished reading the Four Books and Five Classics. The master is now teaching him how to make art. I heard that the master will arrange for him to try his hand at the county examination next month."

The so-called crafting means writing stereotyped essays. Although this thing has been criticized in later generations, it is not easy to write well. Since Jia Jie has started to learn to write stereotyped essays, it means that he is far ahead of most of the students present. No wonder he is so proud.

At this time, Jia Dairu named Jia Jun again and asked him to recite the "Three Character Classic", but the latter mispronounced three characters.Without saying a word, Jia Dairu slapped the palm of his hand like a three-rule ruler, which made little Jiazhu's palms red and swollen, tears and snot all over his nose.

Jia Huan couldn't help but gasp, this old man is too cruel, if in the future when smartphones are common, this scene would have been recorded and posted online to condemn him, maybe he would lose his job!

After Jia Dairu punished Jia Zhu, he strolled towards Jia Huan's direction. Wherever he passed, the schoolchildren on both sides lowered their heads guiltyly, for fear of becoming the next unlucky person.

At this time, Jia Dairu stopped in front of Jia Huan's seat, stretched out his ruler, knocked on the table and shouted: "Jia Huan!"

As soon as this remark came out, all the schoolchildren breathed a sigh of relief, gloating, and prepared to watch a play. A scumbag like Jia Huan had a [-]% chance of being hit by the board, and it was the kind whose hands were swollen.

Obviously, everyone's impression of Jia Huan is still the same as before. Well, except for Jia Baoyu, Jia Cong and Jia Lan and other brothers from Rongning and Ningxia, because they all participated in the carousel banquet on New Year's Eve, they all know that Jia Huan is now better than before, not the original scum.

At this time, Jia Huan stood up calmly and said, "The student is here!"

Jia Dairu asked with a bad look: "Have you memorized "Hundred Surnames"?"

"I know it by heart!" Jia Huan replied.

"Come on!" Jia Dairu said with a serious face.

To Jia Huan, this was of course a trivial matter, so he recited it all at once. Jia Dairu was a little surprised when he heard it. He didn't expect that this poor student who was almost at the bottom of the class and caused him a lot of headaches actually recited the names of hundreds of families.

"Recite "Thousand-Character Essay" once." Jia Dairu was not reconciled, so he ordered again.

Jia Huan immediately read aloud without hesitation: "The sky and the earth are mysterious and yellow, the universe is prehistoric. The sun and the moon are full and the sky is full.

Seeing Jia Huan recite "Thousand Characters" in one breath, Jia Dairu's old eyes were rounded, he held his breath, and seemed to be constipated for a while.

It turns out that Jia Dairu has always hated students who are so ambitious, and Jia Huan’s study progress is almost at the bottom of the class. In addition, after being kicked by a donkey last year, the course was delayed for several months, and the study progress really became the bottom. Before the injury, he hadn’t even memorized "Hundred Surnames".
That's why Jia Dairu named Jia Huan on purpose, trying to teach him a lesson, but in the end Jia Dairu was taken aback. However, Lao Jia didn't touch Jia Huan's palm, and he couldn't vent his anger. He was obviously very upset, so he ordered: "Read the astronomy chapter of "Youth Learning Qionglin" again. If you make a mistake in one word, stand up for a stick of incense in class. If you make ten mistakes in class, don't even think about sitting down today."

Seeing Jia Dairu's cockfighting appearance, Jia Huan suspected that the old man had some endocrine disorders, or was instigated by Mrs. Wang to make things difficult for him on purpose.

"When the chaos begins, the universe begins to lay. The light and clear air rises to form the sky, and the heavy and turbid air to condense is the earth. The sun, the moon, and the five stars are called the seven states; the sky, the earth, and people are called the three talents..." Jia Huan memorized the astronomy chapter of "Youth Learning Qionglin" in a rhythmic manner, and he really did not miss a single word.

Jia Dairu said with an old face again: "Recite the full text of "Zeng Guang Xian Wen"!"

As soon as this remark came out, even the "top student" Jia Yu gasped, because the full text of "Zengguang Xianwen" has more than 500 words, and it is too difficult to recite it word for word, anyway, he will never be able to do it.

"Master, do you really want students to recite the full text?" Jia Huan asked rhetorically.

Jia Dairu held his head high and said: "Of course, if you make a mistake in reciting a word, you need to hit a ruler!"

All the students present were so shocked that their chrysanthemums tightened, and even Big Face Bao showed sympathy.

However, Jia Huan calmly cleared his throat, and read aloud: "In the past, the virtuous writers taught you earnestly, collected rhymes and enriched the essays, and saw more and heard more..."

Jia Huan's voice was calm and unhurried, like flowing clouds and flowing water. His confident and calm demeanor attracted the attention of all the schoolchildren. Jia Dairu's tense old face gradually relaxed, and his strictness at the beginning gradually became moving.

When Jia Huan read the last paragraph of "Zeng Guang Xian Wen", the whole class burst into thunderous applause, and the little Jia Lan almost slapped her hands, her face was full of admiration, Uncle Huan is so awesome, it is simply inhuman!

Jia Dairu was speechless at this time, looking at Jia Huan with complex eyes, he coughed lightly after a long time and said, "Sit down, you must remember that our generation of scholars must be down-to-earth, take one step at a time, and never aim too high. You must know that a tall building rises on the ground without a solid foundation. Everything is a castle in the air. The higher you climb, the harder you will fall in the end."

Jia Huan couldn't help but suddenly realized, no wonder Jia Dairu made things difficult for himself, and he dared to think that he was too ambitious to "rush to read" "The Analects of Confucius". Alas, it seems that a scumbag can never understand the realm of a top student. Well, old man Jia is a scumbag.
Hehe, if Jia Dairu knew that Jia Huan was evaluating him like this in his heart at this moment, he would probably be so angry that he would shatter the void on the spot and return to the embrace of the saint!

Let’s say that Jia Dairu turned around and returned to the podium, opened the lesson plans and said: “Today we will study “The Conversation of Li Weng”, and then I will publish a couplet for everyone to correct. If you can’t come out, lunch will be postponed for half an hour.”

……

There were two classes in the morning. After listening to Jia Huan, Jia Huan found that Jia Dairu still had a certain level. Although he had never been a scholar, he had taught for decades and had rich experience.

In this kind of environment and atmosphere, if you can learn well, there will be ghosts. No wonder you can’t even train a scholar for decades. Well, let alone a scholar, even a child hasn’t been born in more than ten years!
After only one class in the afternoon, Jia Dairu assigned homework according to everyone's learning progress, and then asked everyone to study by themselves. He himself called Jia Jie and other students who were going to take the county examination next month to the next door, presumably to give them a small lesson and prepare for the final sprint!
As soon as Jia Dairu turned around and left, the classroom was in a mess, fighting and chatting, some people even packed up their books and slipped away to have fun outside.

Jia Baoyu barely survived for [-] quarters of an hour, hurriedly finished the homework assigned by Jia Dairu, and then slipped away, probably in a hurry to go back to play with his sisters in the house.

Jia Huan was not influenced by others. He finished his homework meticulously, and then read "The Analects of Confucius" quietly. I don't know whether it is a different state of mind, or the effect of the superposition of the minds of the two generations.

"Read a few books, come play for money!"

Jia Huan was reading a book engrossed, when suddenly someone slapped the table again, which startled him, and quickly looked up, only to see a hanging guy winking at him, tossing two dice in his hand!

Jia Huan frowned. He remembered that this guy was called Jin Rong, and he learned from the Jia family through relatives. Although his family was not rich, it did not prevent him from becoming a "full of five poisons".

"Not interested!" Jia Huan said three words lightly, then lowered his head and continued to read.

(End of this chapter)