The lady in Mr. Qin’s courtyard usually had a loud roar, but no one dared to argue back.
After Mr. Qin’s scolding, the male student’s blush not only didn’t fade but was on the verge of tears...
...
Mr. Qin stood on the podium, stroking his beard and nodding, saying, "Now I will randomly check your memorization of the Wei Linggong Chapter from the Analects that I asked you to memorize yesterday. Don’t blame this old man for being unkind if you can’t recite it."
"Clap, clap."
Along with the sound, there were two strikes of a ruler about a foot long hitting the table.
Underneath, most of the students swallowed nervously, including Ye Zhi and Huanhuan, the academic underachievers~
The two looked at each other, as if they saw despair in each other’s eyes.
Exchanging glances: "Huanhuan: Did you memorize it?"
"Ah Zhi: I memorized it, but not fluently. I didn’t review it this morning, so I’ve forgotten most of it. What about you?"
"Huanhuan: Me too, but I just forgot it after hearing the ruler strikes."
Finally, the two came to a conclusion: We’re doomed.
Mr. Qin began softly on the podium: "Now I’ll start the random check. The student who is called will start reciting. I’ve asked you all to memorize this passage days ago, and specifically reviewed it with you yesterday. Don’t try to make excuses with me.
You need to finish your introductory studies by the end of June, and the Analects should also be completed. I’ve not tested your memorization of the previous Chapters, but today I’m testing the Wei Linggong Chapter to see if you’ve studied well."
A young student’s voice answered from below, "Yes."
Yes, Mr. Qin nodded in satisfaction.
"Very good." He looked at the seating chart on the podium, extended a withered finger, circled it on the paper, and finally selected: "Su Qing’e, you come and recite."
Su Qing’e was a former roommate of Ye Zhi, Huanhuan, and Little Fairy in Dormitory 128. Her father was the fourth-ranked Magistrate.
Huanhuan is currently staying at the Ye Mansion.
Little Fairy is still living in Dormitory 128, while Su Qing’e has moved back home.
Imperial College’s accommodation is quite good, with bathhouses, and in winter, there are places to dry clothes after washing. Those who are better off can go to the Laundry Yard in the school, pay someone to wash their clothes, which is not expensive~
There’s also a dining hall, so there’s no worry about meals.
It’s worth mentioning, in order to cultivate their daughter’s skills, the Minister couple makes their younger daughter do things herself.
After a few days of washing clothes, Ah Zhi got tired, and with some silver, headed to the Laundry Yard...
Called upon, Su Qing’e stood up, her gaze clear, and started to recite: "Wei Linggong asked Confucius about Chen, to which Confucius replied: ’As for rituals, I have heard about them; as for military matters, I have not studied them.’ The next day he departed.
In Chen and with no food, his followers fell ill and could not rise...
... Zheng’s, indulgent music, is the beginning of sycophants.
... ’Assert oneself in benevolence.’"
In Yulan Hall, there was complete silence; a girl’s voice, slightly intermittent, was reciting the Wei Linggong Chapter from the Analects, looking somewhat nervous, not fully confident in herself.
Even when reciting incorrectly, she continued through gritted teeth.
"Confucius said: ’Indeed, that is the way of a mutual teacher.’"
Phew, after finishing reciting, Su Qing’e let out a sigh of relief.
It was finally over.
The tall Mr. Qin stepped down from the podium and walked towards her, holding a ruler in his wrinkled hand, a ruler that would hurt when hit.
The teacher in a deep blue straight gown approached, making Su Qing’e even more flustered, looking at him with wide eyes.
Who would have expected.