Zhang Heng had no idea that he had a 'sister' who wanted to correct his thoughts in just a short while. He was in trouble now.
Just as he was deep in thought, a woman walked past with a dozen students. They looked like they were out for a walk. One of the students came over to take a look out of curiosity. After all, Zhang Heng's sign was really too shocking.
Moreover, this person was not guarding his stall. Instead, he was lying on a chair with a book in his arms. The book covered his face. He was not sure if he was asleep. How could such a person read a sage book?
"Do you think a person like you is worthy of reading the books of the sages? Do you believe that I will get someone to report you to the authorities?”
The girl, who had probably gone crazy from studying, ran up to Zhang Heng and shouted angrily. If it weren't for the fact that Zhang Heng was a man, she would have hit him!
Zhang Heng sat up, speechless. He looked at the old ladies around him, who were laughing at him. None of them helped him out. They were all a bunch of shameless old men. A handsome man like him, yet none of them were popular. They were probably jealous of his good looks!
"You're talking about a weak man like me. Tell me yourself, are you ashamed?”
He pointed angrily at the little girl and looked at her conflicted head. He laughed unkindly. After coming to the world of female Venerables for so long, this was the first time he felt so good about being a man!
The girl had never seen a guy as talkative as Zhang Heng. Most importantly, Zhang Heng was a weak man in their eyes. In terms of etiquette, they shouldn't talk about him like that, but this guy actually did homework for others. Putting aside whether he was knowledgeable or not, his attitude would definitely ruin those students!
"As long as you remove this wooden board, I'll leave. I won't drag you to see the officials. How about that?”
"No!"
"Why?"
"First, if you drag me to court, which law of the Great Tang have I violated? The emperor rules that you can't do homework for others?”Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows proudly. He found it even more amusing when he saw the girl pouting, wanting to retort but unable to.
"Secondly, you said that it would destroy the students, but I don't think so. This is a test for those students. Think about it, if a child like you knows to come and confront me, don't the other children know? Do you think they haven't learned the words of the saints?”
"I…"
The little girl was at a loss for words after hearing Zhang Heng's words. She scratched her head and thought," That's right. As long as someone has learned the words of a saint, they shouldn't come here to do homework. I'm worrying too much!"
"Thirdly, I don't have money! Look at me, I'm so hungry that my face is yellow and my muscles are thin. And these clothes. If I had money, would I be able to wear such tattered clothes?
Who in the world wouldn't want to dress up and let others see their best side? Who would want to live like this without dignity? I'm familiar with the books of the sages. Don't you know that this isn't a good thing?
"However, I must live. I have yet to contribute to my country and realize my life value. I must not starve to death. For my country, I can do anything!”
Zhang Heng said righteously, wiping away his nonexistent tears with his sleeve. He secretly looked up and saw that everyone was shocked and sympathetic. Some even felt guilty for misunderstanding him. It felt great to be the center of attention for a moment!
"I misunderstood you, but not only is it bad for your reputation to write homework for students, but you also can't earn money. No wonder you're still so poor!”
The little girl said shyly and reminded Zhang Heng. Zhang Heng shook his head and said righteously,""As long as there's enough money to spend, I'm fine. Heng won't pander to other people's opinions for money. Zhang Heng has a hundred poems, and he's sleeping in a restaurant in Jiangnan City. The emperor called him to come but did not board the ship, claiming that he was a wine immortal.”
Zhang Heng said casually. He looked at the people who had already picked up their pens and started to take notes seriously. He sat down nonchalantly and picked up his book. He returned to his previous posture of not being able to stand or sit properly. However, this time, no one dared to look down on him.
"Sir, I understand!"
The little girl suddenly bowed and ran to the teacher who had been watching them from the side. She said seriously,"Teacher, I've already taken someone else as my master. I can't call you teacher anymore!”
"Are you sure?"
"Naturally, only such a person can be my master!”
Zhang Heng was stunned when he heard the little girl's arrogant words. He was just putting on an act, and now he had a student? What was going on?
"Wait, you didn't serve me tea, nor did you kowtow. Why should I take you as my disciple?”
"Does disciple have to do these things?"
The little girl asked in surprise. Zhang Heng snorted and said,""Being a teacher is a sacred profession. Of course, it requires a process. The first step is to give the teacher a bouquet. Usually, they give the teacher celery to show that the student will be diligent after entering the school.
The second step is to pay respects to the founder. The founder of our scholarly faction is naturally Sage Kong. For example, the wine industry has to pay respects to Du Kang, the tea industry has to pay respects to Lu Yu, and so on.
The third step was to pay a visit to the master, serve tea to the master, and kowtow three times. The last step was the master's lecture. This was a formal master-disciple relationship, and it was also a master that one had to be filial to for life.
Of course, there were other masters. Just like the Sage had said, when three people walk together, one of them must be my teacher. There would be many kinds of teachers like this in your life. You did not need to bow all kinds of times. You just needed to respect them!”
Zhang Heng said disdainfully. He even said that he was well-versed in poetry and books and didn't even know the steps to becoming a teacher. It was obvious that he had never been a teacher since he was young. The ancients attached great importance to etiquette, and even a modern person like him knew about it.
"I see!"
The little girl nodded thoughtfully, then suddenly knelt down in front of Zhang Heng and said loudly,""Thanks to Teacher's guidance, Chen Ying was not well prepared today. I'll come back another day. I'll definitely make Teacher proud!”
Zhang Heng looked at the girl who had turned around and left. F * ck, she accidentally sold herself out and even got a disciple back. Isn't this a little fantastical? Give me a break!
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