"Isn't it a saying to learn and practice it from time to time? Isn't it a pleasure to have friends coming from afar? People don't know but don't be angry, aren't they a gentleman?..."

The sound of books was heard from several open windows, and the sound of reading gradually stopped. A young girl asked, "Sir, how can these three sentences be explained?"

Then a gentle voice replied: "Xiaoyu, these are the three great joys of Confucius' life. It means that in different situations, you will find new gains and thus gain happiness. Also, your relatives are in a distant place, and they don't know their situation for a long time, and one day they suddenly return from a distance...."

It was mid-spring, and the flowers on earth had just finished, and the flowers in the forest faded. The greenery in Wuwei City was rich and the wind was blowing. It was the most comfortable and moving season of the year. A small private school was added next to the quiet view behind the governor's mansion. The private school was connected to the back garden of the governor's mansion. In this private school, two or thirty girls under the age of ten were recruited. Most of them were sent by some enlightened families in Wuwei City. There were no tuition fees. It was just that a girl brought some vegetables and fruits to thank the teacher.

The gentleman is a young and beautiful woman. In the words of girls, they have never seen such a beautiful woman. Just like a fairy descending to earth, this beautiful lady is naturally Cui Ning.

She lived in Hexi. After a long time, she was also quite bored. Zhang Huan specially built a private school beside Jingxin Temple, recruiting some girls to study and teach. With a career in her hands, Cui Ning also focused on teaching these 20 and 30 students, and gradually had a sustenance in her heart.

Although the private school is not big, the school is very spacious. There are more than thirty small couches neatly placed in the school. Each couch is placed with a table with pen, ink, paper and inkstone on it. More than 20 girls are listening to the teacher's explanation attentively, with pure eyes and full of admiration. Cui Ning is wearing a white long dress, her eyebrows are as dark as distant and her face is like peach blossoms. She looks particularly charming in the April season. She is sitting in the front teacher's seat, holding a book in her hand, and her sleeves gently slide down, revealing a white wrist as white as frosty and snow.

On the table in front of her was a white jade bottle, with a bunch of jasmine blooming in full bloom, tender and white, with a faint fragrance that complements the pure and refined Cui Ning.

At this moment, the Analects of Confucius has ended, and tomorrow is the Cold Food Festival. Cui Ning was explaining the origin of the Cold Food Festival to the girls in detail, with gentle and smiling eyes.

"Flowers are flying everywhere in spring city, and the cold food is the east wind to resist the willows.

At dusk, the officials of Han sent candles, and light smoke spread into the Wuhou's house.

This poem describes the Cold Food Festival. Legend has it that in the Spring and Autumn Period, Jie Zitui assisted Prince Chong'er of Jin to restore the country, and lived in seclusion in the mountains and did not want to be an official.

Chong'er burned the mountain and forced him out, and Zitui's mother and son were buried in the dark. Later, in order to mourn him, Duke Wen of Jin ordered a ban on fire and cold food on Zitui's death day.

The Cold Food Festival is formed, and now it is 15 days after the winter solstice.

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Cui Ning whispered in the school, but she didn't notice a person standing quietly under the window, staring at her with a smile.

Zhang Huan had been here for a long time, and the dark green branches and leaves outside the window blocked his figure. He couldn't bear to disturb Cui Ning's teaching. At this time, a slight sound of footsteps came from behind.

"Shh!" Zhang Huan hurriedly turned around and signaled that the people behind him were quiet. Behind him was an old servant who was doing odd jobs in a private school. He was holding a girl of six or seven years old on each left and right, and was dressed up. Her little face was also as pretty and cute as if she was twin sisters. Not far away, she followed a woman in her thirties. There was a conspicuous mole on her chin. It was this iconic mole. Zhang Huan seemed to remember that she was the wife of the county magistrate Wang Qian. She also saw Zhang Huan and was hesitant and dared not go forward.

At this time, Cui Ning also saw the old servant through the window. Knowing that a new student was coming, she arranged for the students to learn calligraphy and walked out of the school quickly. However, she saw Zhang Huan standing under the window at first sight. He was struggling to come out of a bush of lush branches and leaves, his hat was crooked, and he looked a little embarrassed.

Cui Ning hurriedly stepped forward to pick the branches and leaves for him, lowered his voice and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"I don't want to disturb your teaching, I'll leave after seeing you."

"Then wait for me, there will be a new student here." Cui Ning's eyes were flowing, and he gave him a sweet and charming look. Zhang Huan's heart trembled and he hurriedly flashed to the side to wait.

After waiting for a while, he saw that Cui Ning had to accept the freshman, so he walked into the school. The school was very quiet. Every girl was writing seriously, and no one noticed that Zhang Huan came in.

He walked to the girl named Xiaoyu and saw her writing the newly learned Analects of Confucius, writing the word "Isn't it a good thing" but she wrote the word "Yue". Zhang Huan nodded secretly. This is a child with his own ideas, and it is rare at a young age.

"Who are you?" Xiaoyu suddenly felt that the person in front of her was not right. When she looked up, she saw that the master had turned into a bearded man. She was shocked and asked timidly.

Her voice broke the tranquility of the school, and all the girls raised their heads and looked at the uninvited guest in confusion.

"That, I'm your husband...that, that"

Zhang Huan smiled awkwardly, "I am also your gentleman, I will teach you how to shoot arrows and ride horses..."

He suddenly saw the children's wrists as delicate as numb stalks, and he couldn't speak anymore, but when the girls heard riding horses, their eyes became brighter, and their eyes were filled with yearning.

"Okay, don't coax my students." Cui Ning appeared at the door. She was holding a girl like a carved jade in one hand, looking at Zhang Huan with a smile on her lips.

"I'm not coaxing them. Tomorrow I'll ask someone to lead a few horses." Speaking of this, Zhang Huan suddenly realized that he had been fooled. He squeezed at Cui Ning, turned around and laughed at the school children, "I'll keep my word, let me give you half a day off tomorrow and learn to ride a horse."

The girls all cheered together, Cui Ning walked in, showing Zhang Huan's eyes, he understood, and slowly walked to the next door. Cui Ning's laughter came from behind, "Okay, these two are our new partners, one is Xiaobing and the other is Xiaoyu, welcome everyone."

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Next door is Cui Ning's place to review students' homework. The room is not big and it is spotlessly cleaned. The morning sun shines out from the panes. The whole room is simple and quiet, exuding a faint fragrance.

Zhang Huan sat down and gently looked through the stack of homework on the table. This was the children's calligraphy practice. There were a few poorly written characters next to them that Cui Ning had to pay attention to when commenting on beautiful small characters.

At this moment, Zhang Huan suddenly felt something strange behind her. When she turned around, she saw Cui Ning standing behind her. She was tall, like a graceful white magnolia.

He hurriedly stood up and grabbed her hand. Cui Ning had not been alone with Zhang Huan for a long time. She lowered her head shyly and whispered: "What did you do sneakily outside the window just now?"

"I miss you very much, so let's see you." Zhang Huan gently raised her chin, stared at her gem-like eyes, looked at her slightly opened red lips, and then lowered her head and kissed her.

"Don't!" Cui Ning hurriedly blocked his mouth with her hands. She pointed to the outside, "It's not good to be seen by the children."

Seeing a hint of disappointment in Zhang Huan's eyes, she took the initiative to kiss him on the face, and Yanran smiled and said, "That's all."

Zhang Huan didn't force her, so she took her hand and sat down, laughing: "It seems that you like these children very much."

Cui Ning nodded gently, "I really want to thank you. I was very bored, but after taking these children and having something to do, I felt much more fulfilled. Huanlang, I am going to teach these children for five years, you have to help me."

When Zhang Huan heard her call him Huanlang, his heart blew, and he grabbed her hand and laughed ambiguously, "What about our children? Do you want to teach them too?"

Cui Ning's face was flushed with shame. She raised her pink fist and hit her, but Zhang Huan took advantage of the situation and hugged her red lips deeply. Cui Ning's eyes gradually showed a look of intoxication. She hugged her lover's neck and kissed her affectionately.

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Suddenly, a sound of reading came from outside. Cui Ning was shocked and immediately sat up, pulled her dress, and gave Zhang Huan a charming look and said, "Take the opportunity to be careless again."

Zhang Huan was so excited by her delicate appearance that he was shaking. He suddenly felt that he could not control himself anymore. If he waited like this, he frowned and said, "Ning'er, do you have to agree to it?"

When talking about his father, Cui Ning sighed softly, and he fled to Hexi. Afterwards, his father did not punish Zhang Huan, which shows that he actually loved him very much and had already acquiesced to his behavior. In this way, how could she disrespect her father?

Thinking of this, she said gently: "Huanlang, since I have come to Hexi with you, then I am the one who belongs to me. But I cannot forget my father's kindness. Can you wait a little longer? When he gets angry, he will definitely be able to agree to us."

Speaking of this, she took out a letter from under the table and handed it to Zhang Huan and said, "This is my letter to my father. Please help me take it back."

Zhang Huan hesitated for a moment and took it over. Cui Ning understood his concerns and smiled again: "I just told my father that I was a female master in Hexi, taught twenty or thirty female students, and asked him to send some of my things. I think he should be relieved."

Zhang Huan took the letter and wanted to ask her if she asked her father to agree to the marriage, but after a change of thought, she let go of this idea. He knew that Cui Ning was actually a person with softness on the outside and hard on the inside. It would be counterproductive to force her. He could only take this matter slowly, so he smiled helplessly and said, "Okay! I'm so lucky."

Cui Ning burst out laughing, poked his forehead with a jade-like finger, and smiled softly: "You are not in a bad life. You have been kidnapped by the daughters of the two prime ministers. Others are jealous!"

Zhang Huan smiled and stood up, "Okay, I'm leaving. I heard that I found golden sand while picking sand in Huixibao. I'm going to take a look. It will take a few days to come back. I will explain the children's horse riding."

"Huanlang!" Cui Ning suddenly called him again. She hesitated for a moment and said, "Mr. Yan's wife and daughter, please spare them!"

"What did you say?" The smile on Zhang Huan's face gradually disappeared. He said in a cold tone: "Did they find you?"

Cui Ning shook her head, "I have never seen them before, but it's fine if you kill a man, but what's the crime of pitying those women?"

Before she finished speaking, Zhang Huan smiled and interrupted her, "I understand that you are kind-hearted, but I have considered this matter, so don't ask about it."

He smiled and pointed at a few girls who were lying on their heads, "They are all waiting for you, go quickly!"

"Huanlang!" Cui Ning chased after him a few steps and called him. She bit her lips and said, "I'm not for them, I'm for you, do you understand?"

Seeing Zhang Huan stop, she persuaded him hard, "Huanlang, I know that your ambition is great. Sometimes you need to use tough skills. You deprive them of their land and property. These are all external things. I will not advise you. If you kill those men, I also know that you are trying to eliminate the roots. Although I can't bear it, I don't advise you, but you didn't even enter the church hall and let others ruin it. This is really cruel. Who has no wife and children? If one day you fall down, Pei Ying and I are also... "

Cui Ning's eyes turned red, and she could no longer say anything. After a long time, Zhang Huan sighed and did not look back. He just nodded slightly and said, "Okay! I will compromise on this matter and let them go to the laundry bureau to wash clothes for soldiers for three years, and then let them go. The future sinners will be the case."
Chapter completed!