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Everyone stood outside the hall, waiting for the Masters to come.

Su Haoyi quickly recognized the other thirty-three classmates. These people have different origins, different temperaments, and different backgrounds.

For example, Huang Rujing, Yuwen Lang, He Tiangong and others are all young masters of official families; Niu Shou, Fang Zhu, Ji Shun and Feng Youhui came from families of big merchants; Ren Qianqiu, Hong Shi, Shi Ji, and Dai Hua and his family were all well-off and rich, and they were also considered local gentry.

Sun Kang and Shi Mian were also prominent in their ancestors, but they had no choice but to start from their grandfathers' family and make their livelihood difficult.

There are also a few who practice medicine for generations like Huaya.

Of course, there are also peasant children like Zhao Shoucai and Liu Shuangxi, but the children of ordinary poor families are illiterate, which is rare.

After a moment, the three masters came together.

Master Huayan was still kind and smiled at the corners of his eyes, as if he would never get angry.

Master Xue Xiao is thin and gentle, and looks a little older than the other two. Su Haoyi later found out that he is actually the lightest among the three masters, but he started later than the other two.

It was the first time that Master Duan Hong Su Haoyi met, and his face could only be described as "right".

Not only does his facial features have a straight face, but his expression also looks extremely upright, with a faint majesty.

Such a person makes the disciples feel awe when they see him. No wonder he is asked to serve as the Xuezheng, and the other two are Xuezheng.

Although the disciples of Xianyuan Mountain came in after strict selection, they were all young people after all, and they were young and energetic, fun and funny, and there was always someone to be restrained.

After the three masters entered the school, the disciples then went in.

The interior is spacious and bright, and two rows of book cases are neatly placed on the rush mat. These thick and square book cases have been used by many generations of disciples. The patina is thick, the color is calm and transparent.

The aroma of books.

The table is a short-legged case, so there is a futon under it. On weekdays, disciples sit on the futon after listening to learning.

There is a wide aisle in the middle, the floral stone floor is polished flat and smooth, and the natural texture of the stone is natural and elegant, which is very consistent with the style of the school.

The three masters sat upright, and everyone below kowtowed to the disciples' rituals.

After performing the ceremony, Master Duan Hong stood up to speak, just to ask all the disciples to uprightness, study diligently, abide by the rules, and not to cause rashness.

Su Liangyi honestly pretended to be elephant under her head. They chose their seats themselves, and others tried to sit forward as much as possible, and only she stayed at the end.

Huaya was sitting with her, her big eyes were looking around, and Su Haoyi was afraid that he would call his master.

After Master Duan Hong's instructive words, he asked everyone: "Have you all read "Ji Shi Xun"?"

Everyone answered, but Su Haoyi was stunned.

He asked Huaya quietly: "What is "Ji Shi Xun"? Where did you all read it?"

"Didn't you see it when you were walking around?" Hua Ya asked Su Haoyi: "There is a white jade screen carved on Caijin and Zhuyu."

After he said this, Su Haoyi really remembered it. She had visited a mountain stream the day before yesterday, where there were many water birds, and she only recognized a few of them. The feathers of those water birds were colorful and looked particularly gorgeous.

There was indeed a large stone standing on the shore, full of dense words.

Su Haoyi is born with no interest in writing, and so he is so old that he consciously ignores it automatically.

I didn't notice what was written on it.

The purpose of others coming here is to study medicine, and they all walk around with respect, especially after seeing this carving stone, they must read and ponder carefully.

"Which disciple recites it in class?" Master Xue Xiao asked everyone.

"I!"

"I!"

"I!"

The responses came one after another, and the three masters showed relief.

"Ji Shi Xun" is only a thousand words, and for these people with outstanding memory, there is no need for nothing to blow up.

But before the Master asked, these people memorized them, which shows that they valued them.

"Shi Zili, you can recite it to all the senior brothers." Master Huayan said to the youngest Shi Mian with a smile.

Shi Mian is only ten years old. He has a small face, but his personality is depressed and full of youth.

Su Haoyi heard that Shi Mian was called a child prodigy in the local area. He could recite the ancient Chinese word word for thousands of words at the age of three, and could write long articles at the age of seven.

The family had high hopes for him, hoping that he could go on a career and revive his family.

But Shi Mian has his own ambitions. He wants to become a master in Xinglin, save the world with a pot, and cure diseases and save people.

Su Haoyi noticed that there was only one old servant who accompanied Shi Mian. He bent down and bowed his back, his eyes were blurred, which was really unusable.

Fortunately, even if I don’t bring my servants here, some of the chores they do on weekdays.

Shi Mian was named by Master, stood up and stood up straight. He recited a essay "Ji Shi Xun" like a flowing flow, as if he had reviewed this text many times.

Su Haoyi really admires her from the bottom of her heart. This is also called a child. Although she is much younger than herself, she is a hundred times better than herself in her studies.

"Very good, sit down!" Master Huayan nodded to Shi Mian in praise.

"Now I will explain this "Ji Shi Xun" from the beginning," said Master Duan Hong: "You must listen carefully."

Su Haoyi, their books had already been put into the books and papers for study, so that the disciples could use them at any time.

At this time, many people picked up the pen to record at any time.

Their good memory does not mean that they don’t have to write.

For example, Sima Lantai often organizes medical cases and copys medical books to deepen his impression and be more intuitive.

Su Haoyi saw that everyone picked up the pen, so he had to pretend to follow and learn.

I thought to myself: I am obviously just a substitute for the numbers, so shameful!

However, although she felt ashamed, she had to continue pretending, thinking that she would go back after school today, and quickly memorize "Ji Shi Xun" so that she would not be investigated by Master in the future.

The Master's explanation was accompanied by the songs of insects and birds outside, and it woven into a thin and soft net. The weather was pleasant and the ink fragrance was bursting.

This scene made Su Liangyi drowsy.

Slowly, her head drooped.

For many years, she had to sleep until noon every day before she woke up.

I got up early today and I could still hold on when I stood there. Once I relaxed, my sleepiness would come up.

Huaya saw her and quietly pulled Su Haoyi's clothes under the table, reminding her not to sleep.

Su Haoyi quickly straightened his body and smiled gratefully at him.

But the good times didn't last long, and in just a moment, Su Haoyi was captured again by the strong sleepiness.

At this time, Master Duan Hong was talking about the wonderful things, and Hua Yao was also immersed in his ears, so he didn't have time to remind Su Haoyi.

Until the Master's sharp gaze shot towards the last one, Huabu couldn't help but be shocked.
Chapter completed!