Lu Shaoyun and Zheng Ping's mathematics competition, Duanmu Xu naturally didn't understand how mysterious the solutions to those problems were, and he didn't know how Zheng Ping's last question shook the past and the present, but he could feel the extreme enthusiasm of these doctors of arithmetic for the way of mathematics.

If Buddhism has faith and Taoism has faith, then the belief of these doctors of arithmetic is mathematics.

Especially the old doctor of arithmetic ended with a smile in his hand with the answer sheet in his hand, and he was indeed very shocked by Duanmuxu.

Cultivating the Tao, the Tao is in heaven and earth, among all people, and even more in people's hearts. To cultivate the Tao, it is even more necessary to cultivate the mind. Move wholeheartedly, or make a difference.

Since the seizure of the soul, it was the flame of revenge in his chest that drove Duanmu Xu forward, perhaps coupled with his curiosity about cultivation, but at this time he had a new understanding, and the cultivation path was more than that, and he couldn't rely on these alone.

As a student of the martial arts superintendent, Duanmu Xu has gained something in this mathematics competition, and the entire Guozijian has also ushered in a greater opportunity. Could it be that the prosperity of the country is coming?

Si Ye Chengda thinks so, and so do other Xuezheng, Xueshu and doctors. Because the Holy Lord's will to come to the palace of the prince to give lectures has arrived.

Not only are the officials of the Guozijian excited, but the supervisors of various disciplines are even more excited. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the Holy Lord's lectures. In the past so many years, the Holy Lord has never come to the country to give a lecture.

Guozi Prison is busy, but it has nothing to do with Duanmu Xu and others. Those who can attend the lecture are all the inmates of the upper and middle dormitories, but as for the superintendents of the lower dormitories, they do not have this honor.

The day of the emperor's Biyong lecture is approaching, and the urgency of the officials and prisoners is even stronger.

After all, these bustles belong to someone else, not to mention that Duanmu Xu can't determine whether he can take care of my own hands when he sees Zhao Tianyin.

He wants revenge by killing the other party, but it's more than that. Moreover, he also knew that when he was lecturing in Biyong, with his own cultivation, assassination was tantamount to death.

Uncle Huangfu has repeatedly warned that the thing of sending people to death must not be done, and how can the reckless man's behavior win the world.

Duanmu Xu spread out a piece of silk cloth in his hand, thinking about how the reckless man could understand this, there were only five words on the silk cloth, and even he was confused at this time.

The silk cloth was handed to him by Jiang Cai, and he also explained it.

Duanmuxu knows how to do it, but he doesn't know why he does it. He only knew that this was Uncle Huangfu's arrangement, and he also understood that Jiang Cai was a pawn placed by Uncle Huangfu.

Jiang Cai is not a person from Su Sheng in Wuchuan Military Town, but a person from Uncle Huangfu, so he is also his own person.

Thinking of this, Duanmu Xu's mood was undoubtedly much happier.

Biyong's lecture finally arrived as scheduled.

In the entire Guozi Prison, there are teams of flying feather guards patrolling everywhere. Especially in the area of the Biyong Palace, it is even more guarded.

The old priest and the others, as well as the prisoners who listened to the study, had already sat down in the Biyong Hall, patiently waiting for the arrival of the saint today.

When the royal chariot appeared in front of the main hall and walked out of Zhao Tianyin, the people waiting inside did not dare to make a sound, and after hearing the old Guizi's voice "The emperor has arrived", everyone knelt on the ground.

"Get up. Zhao Tianyin was obviously in great interest, and slowly walked to the gold-inlaid dragon chair and sat down, looking at the officials and prisoners who had been waiting here for a long time.

Biyong's lecture was naturally grand, and before Zhao Tianyin's lecture, there were old sacrificial wines and others to assist in the lecture.

The old priest Wu is dressed in official clothes, and his seemingly trembling steps are also particularly powerful today, perhaps because of goat's milk, or simply because of his good mood. To give an assistant to the saints today, what to say is more important than how to speak.

He was not going to speak to the prisoners, but to the saints.

"Those who are sincere are also the way of heaven, and those who are sincere are also the way of man." Sincere, not reluctantly, without thinking, calmly in the middle, saints also. Those who are sincere, those who choose good and stubborn. Erudition, inquiry, prudence, discernment, and practice. ”

The old sacrificial wine spoke slowly, not loud, but enough to be heard.

Xu is a cliché in the eyes of some people, but the old sacrificial wine knows that only such clichés will be liked by the saints. Your assistant lectures must not be brilliant, otherwise you will drown out the brilliance of the Holy Lord's lectures. More importantly, he wanted the Holy One to understand His heart. Even after all kinds of experiences, he has always been sincere and has no resentment.

Zhao Tianyin nodded frequently, maybe he heard something that secretly suited his heart.

After the old sacrificial wine was finished, the Biyong Hall was silent. For the people knew that the time had come for the Holy Lord's lecture.

Zhao Tianyin looked at the inmates who were listening below, and his eyes naturally fell on Zhao Luojia. He won't go to Guozijian to give a lecture for no reason, it's nothing more than to tell the old priest wine, don't have thoughts that shouldn't be, and then tell Zhao Luojia that your wronged father knows it.

Zhao Tianyin doesn't talk about scriptures, nor poetry, he only tells stories.

It was in the middle of winter, and a young man was confused about his studies, so he braved the snow and climbed several mountain ridges to go to the home of his teacher, ready to ask for advice.

He was unfortunate to go, it was just after noon, and the teacher was resting in the study.

Afraid of disturbing the teacher's rest, the young man waited in the courtyard outside the door. Waiting is inherently grinding, not to mention the fact that there is snow overhead.

Looking at the snow in the house, the snowflakes are beautiful. Enjoy the snow outside the house, and the snowflakes are also beautiful. But when the snowflakes keep falling on you, and the snow gets thicker and the chill gets thicker, you may be thinking about the stove.

The young man has been waiting. Not waiting for the snow to stop, but waiting for the teacher to wake up.

I don't know if it's because of the cold weather, or because the teacher is already sleepy, so the young man waited until twilight.

It's not that the snow has stopped, it's that the teacher has finally woken up. At this time, where the young man stood, the snow was already in the foot.

After the story was told, Zhao Tianyin naturally pointed out its essence, "The country will be prosperous, and the heart is noble and the master is important." Learn the scriptures, don't be quick to be good people. The prisoners are the foundation of the great constitution. Respecting teachers is the inheritance of good virtues. Dear prisoners, don't forget the kindness of your teacher and don't forget the righteousness. ”

Below is the sound of "Emperor Shengming" and "Obeying the Order".

Although Zhao Tianyin's story is about himself, it is not for studying, but for meeting someone. It was not snow that fell overhead, but patches of peach blossom rain. What a wonderful time it was, but it's a pity that it's hard to go back.

Now that the meaning of the story is clear, Zhao Tianyin's lecture can be regarded as a real point, and the next step is the end of Biyong's lecture, which is nothing more than taking this opportunity to let the talented prisoners show their demeanor. Zhao Tianyin said, "The way of poetry is beyond my ability, but one day I occasionally got something, and there is a sentence "smoke lock pond willow", I don't know if you have a good right?"

As soon as this link came out, the prisoners below began to meditate, eager to find a good sentence, and it was expected to soar into the sky when the time came.

However, after a little pondering, the prisoners began to have difficulties. The holy couplet seems simple, but it implies a mystery. Smoke lock pond willow, each word secretly corresponds to one of the gold, wood, water, fire and earth.

It is worthy of the question of the Shengshang Biyong's lecture, and it is indeed a good sentence that is absolutely difficult to match.