In April, although the spring scenery of the city is full of willow catkins and peach blossoms, the warm spring breeze in Luoyang blows through the city, there is still a kind of springtime bourgeoisie. Luoyang, Pujing Temple Temple Temple, is conducting a public lecture. The lecture was from Hedong famous scholar Mr. Pan, who came to listen to the lectures, were all students from Luoyang City.

The so-called temple once preached doctrines and held ceremonies in every temple. The Wei Dynasty emphasized Taoism and suppressed Buddhism. The monks in Luoyang City either "changed their careers" or hiked to the Southern Qi Dynasty. The large and small temples in Luoyang City were occupied by scholars and even "patriotic and angry youths". The Wei Dynasty's style of emphasizing culture over military culture was prevalent, and various schools of thought were numerous, and there was a trend of knowledge explosion and a hundred schools of thought contending.

Master Pan is a representative figure of the Hedong School. He has many disciples around the world, and his best attitude is "music theory". It is said that those who have heard of him talk about music can remove the dross in their hearts, and their personality will be sublimated, and countless vassals are there.

Mr. Pan’s lecture at the Pujing Temple Taoist temple was a major event in the Luoyang academic community. Mr. Pan held three lectures in Luoyang City this time, and the first two lectures were filled with people. Many students came from thousands of miles to listen to Mr. Pan’s lecture. However, Mr. Pan’s lecture was very strict in selecting the listeners, so many people could only squeeze outside the Pujing Temple Taoist temple to watch the fun and wanted to go to the temple to listen to the lectures, unless they had a high level of knowledge or had a deep background.

The temple of Pujing Temple is not open air, but in the palace. Master Pan sat in front of him in a white wide-sleeved long gown, and was sitting in front of him on the desk in front of him, with the notes of the lecture this time. He did not read it according to the book, but mixed it with many insights, many of which were his "improvisation" and "original". It is precisely because of this that the lecture is attractive.

Facing Mr. Pan, there were two table tables with two people. After each table table, two students with green hats were sitting. Even the clothes were uniformly dressed in gray-white Confucian robe. The students knelt on the cushion and held their hands on their knees.

Master Pan is most proficient in "music theory". Today's public lecture topic is "Four seasons of music theory", and the content is related to rituals and music. Master Pan sometimes speaks like a breeze and sometimes speaks like flowing water, talking freely. The students below close their eyes and ponder, and as the public lectures deepen, they are intoxicated by Master Pan's lecture notes.

On the side, there was a clerk sent by the Ministry of Rites to record Mr. Pan's daily life, and also tolerate the content and lively occasions of Mr. Pan's speeches. In a short time, a new book "Mr. Pan's speeches and actions" will be compiled into a book. This is the most intimate reading material in Luoyang nowadays. Many students who cannot experience Mr. Pan's speeches will buy it to cultivate their sentiments and move closer to the perspective of the great gods.

On a spring morning, the sun is shining, and Master Pan's lectures gradually go from simple to complex, which is fascinating. However, at this time, a very uneven voice sounded from the middle of the students, "Huh! Huh~"

At first, Master Pan and his students were fully engaged, and even if there was a slight discord, they were not easy to be noticed. However, this voice became more and more domineering and unscrupulous. At the back, even Master Pan couldn't help but frown and glance at the place where the sound came out. The only young man in the audience who seemed to be afraid of the cold and was very tightly wrapped was lying on the desk.

The one who slept was Han Jian who was forced to listen to Mr. Pan's lecture.

When he had just recovered from the serious illness, Han Jian was located against the south window again. When the bright sunshine shone, his mind became slightly drunk and he felt a little sleepy. He listened to "gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, Yu", what are the five elements and four seasons, such boring content, so he went directly to play chess with Zhou Gong.

He has a youthful appearance but an extremely mature heart. It is like returning to his school days. I talked about a young man and it is rare to come to the class with a group of students. He feels sorry for the painstaking efforts of the third aunt who has not been sleeping.

“Hu~Hu…”

The disharmonious voice continued. Later, more people noticed the disharmoniousness, and many students cast angry eyes. Come to listen to the famous scholar's lectures and actually sleep? It was an insult to knowledge. Although Mr. Pan tried his best to maintain his demeanor, his "momentum" was also affected by this disharmonious voice. A fire was also rising in Mr. Pan's heart.

But suddenly, the whistle stopped. Only then did the temple gradually restore the original good atmosphere of study and teaching.

It was not Han Jian's conscience that he was sleeping, as if no one was around. If the student who was not a desk could not bear to see, he touched Han Jian's arm with his elbow, and his snoring would not stop. Han Jian was sleeping soundly and was disturbed by someone. He raised his head in a sleepy way, facing a pair of eyes that looked like a clear spring, and his anger calmed down.

The student's hat could not cover up the bangs on his forehead and the hair on his temples. He seemed to feel a little uneasy that disturbed Han Jian's dream. He apologized for him, with white teeth and bright eyebrows and a pair of shallow smiles. With the help of distant eyebrows and beautiful noses, he could be so charming without using rouge. Han Jian couldn't help but sigh that it was really the masterpiece of the Creator.

"Hello, classmate..." Han Jian smiled at the female classmate wearing a green-collared hat, and she was a bit obscene.

"Hello." The woman was slightly stunned, as if thinking about the special title of "classmate", and replied in a low voice.

Just when she thought she had successfully subdued the unstable factors in the dojo, she turned her face and heard a "whirring" sound. She looked sideways and frowned. The man turned his back and continued to sleep with his own.

"What a strange person." She thought to herself.

Originally, a public lecture with harmonious teachers and students was completely changed because a disharmonious person made some disharmonious sounds. The public lecture was very particular about the occasion and mood. When the public lecture was not good, the public lecturer could not perform as much as he should. When the public lecture was over, Mr. Pan left with a dark face and shook his sleeves. As a famous student in Hedong, he could at least maintain his demeanor without acting like a blow, but the students did not have such a good temper. Although they would not hit people, Han Jian woke up and came out of the temple, and there were people pointing fingers along the way.

"Young Master!"

Seeing Han Jian coming out of the dojo, Wen'er happily came forward with Han Jian's sword. Han Jian took the sword and directly matched it with his waist. He always felt as if he had forgotten something.

It seems that something beautiful was missed.

"Hey!" A crisp voice sounded behind Han Jian's exercise. Han Jian turned around. When he saw the female classmate at the same table, his inner doubts suddenly became clear.

The woman walked over with her handouts in her hands. In the sun, her appearance seemed to be even more dazzling. The woman first looked at the pretty little maid beside Han Jian, then smiled at Han Jian, then raised her face and asked, "...Classmate, come and listen to the teacher's lecture, how can you sleep?"

Faced with the questioning of the beauty, Han Jian smiled and said, "I was just recovering from a serious illness and was really tired. I took a nap for a while, which disturbed the girl's pleasure of listening to the class. I'm really sorry."

The woman frowned slightly. This weird person didn't take a nap, she obviously slept from beginning to end. She didn't say that she came late, but she slept as soon as she sat down, and she still slept as if no one was around.

"The first time you recover from a serious illness is not the reason for you to sleep." The woman said in a preaching tone, "Even if you drag your sick body, you should carefully listen to the official speech. This is the most basic politeness."

Han Jian smiled awkwardly, and was about to ask the woman's name and origin, but the woman turned around and left.

“Hey, hey…”

Han Jian was going to chase after him, but found that there were too many male and female students around him. There was a difference between men and women these days. It was inappropriate for him to go up to ask the woman's name.

"Wen'er, go and ask the sister's name and come back and tell me." Han Jian remembered that there was a helper beside him.

"Uh-huh."

Wen'er was the most obedient. While nodding, she went through the crowd to chase the woman.

Han Jian waited at the entrance of Pujing Temple for a long time before Wen'er came back with her avatar down and she did something wrong.

"Are you asking?" Seeing Wen'er come back, Han Jian went up to ask.

"No, young master. That sister got on the carriage, I... can't catch up."

Han Jian saw that Wen'er was dirty, and it was obvious that she fell to chase the carriage just now. Seeing this, Han Jian knew that she had tried her best.

Han Jian sighed: "If you are destined to be, you will see you again after all."

Thinking about the woman's appearance when she was preaching just now, Han Jian thought this beauty was quite delicious. This taste was very familiar and close.

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...

The woman had just finished preaching Han Jian, and then walked away with a little angrily. She felt that this weird person was too unreasonable. Not only did she do something wrong, but she also knew her mistakes and seemed to be so innocent.

She was in a bad mood, and a cheerful figure rushed forward and kept her waist.

"Senior sister, you can calculate it." A woman who was one or two years younger than her, who was also a beauty, looked like a little girl who had never grown up. She hid behind her with one hand and held the woman in the other hand and acted coquettishly, and said in her arms.

"Yes." The woman responded.

"Senior sister, you don't keep your word. After speaking to Luoyang City, you took someone to the city, but left them alone outside. You ran to listen to the public talk yourself...Senior sister, what's fun inside?"

"It's just a lecture, there's nothing fun. Let you listen, will you listen?"

The junior sister smiled. She didn't want to listen to any public lectures. She thought it was even more interesting when she joined in the fun outside Pujing Temple. Because there were many more people outside in Pujing Temple's lectures today, and many vendors also saw the business opportunities and came to sell some four treasures of the study and books.

"Senior sister, see what I bought." The junior sister took out the hand hidden behind her and it was a booklet. "It is the ninth episode of the comic strip "Three Kingdoms". I searched for it for a long time but couldn't find it. I didn't expect to find it here. Unfortunately, the drawing was not very clear and it shouldn't be the original one. However, the content is the same."

"Let's go." When the woman saw the carriage coming, the servant came over and said, "Go back to the mansion first and take you to see my mother. When you finish reading, remember to show me."

"Oh, senior sister... I just watched a little bit, it was so exciting, that paragraph..."
Chapter completed!