The people in the team felt the smell of the scroll, and their hearts were as quiet as the wind blowing wheat waves.

"A gentleman is a righteous man, and a villain is a profit. ”

"See the virtuous and think together, see the unvirtuous and introspect. ”

"If people are not benevolent, what is courtesy?

The sound of reading in a frustrated manner is like a saint shouting in a time tunnel.

Each reader has a very pious expression on his face, following the teachings of the sages.

Gao Xiaojun had read the Analects before, but he didn't feel much of it.

I only hear the third sentence now, and the true meaning in each sentence is like an initiation that hits the depths of my heart.

It is not because the Analects is a Confucian classic that I agree that many things should be done in terms of values!

Pan Yuting, Wang Zhuyun, Sun Qiongyan and others were originally in a lively mood, but they didn't feel comfortable reading aloud with Li Changqing.

When the audience began to line up to buy leeks, Pan Yuting, Wang Zhuyun, Sun Qiongyan and others came to their senses.

"I only read the Analects once, how do I feel like I have read it a few times, and I have memorized the meaning of it!"

Pan Yuting's eyes widened and she opened her mouth in surprise.

"If I had met a Chinese teacher like Principal Li when I was studying in the past, I wouldn't have failed the college entrance examination!"

Luo Xuefang, a sleepy insect, covered her forehead and said bitterly.

"The point is that when you read, you will instinctively identify with gentlemen and pedestrians, and feel disgusted by villains, which is really magical! ”

Zhang Junwen pinched his chin in thought, and nodded in agreement.

"Master of Chinese Studies!", Gao Xiaojun chuckled four words in his heart.

To read the Confucian classics to such an extent, only some masters of Chinese studies who have devoted their lives to it can do it.

Gao Xiaojun looked at Li Changqing, who was selling leeks, and estimated in his heart that he must not be more than thirty years old.

But every master of Chinese culture is a poor master, how can he be so young?

A principal of an elementary school deep in the mountains shocked Professor Lu Mei, and Gao Xiaojun laughed self-deprecatingly.

Li Changqing is indeed not a master of Chinese studies, at least in terms of knowledge.

In terms of understanding of the books produced by hundreds of schools of thought, such as "Analects", "University", and "The Mean", it is not comparable to ordinary masters of Chinese studies.

Li Changqing didn't know anything about all this, and after selling the leeks and packing up his things, he planned to return to Zhong Nanshan.

"You looked so cool when you read just now, can you add a WeChat?", Pan Yuting plucked up her courage and said to Li Changqing at the instigation of Sun Qiongyan, Wang Zhuyun, and Luo Xuefang.

"I'm sorry, I basically don't use WeChat!"

Li Changqing rarely even uses a mobile phone in the mountains, let alone social software such as WeChat.

"Okay! The mountains are all connected, you don't need WeChat?"

Pan Yuting is a big beauty, the first time she took the initiative to find the opposite sex to ask for WeChat but was rejected, and she was frustrated.

"Hmm!", Li Changqing just nodded, without too much explanation.

The mountain world is accompanied by green mountains, stone pools and streams, and the ancient sages and sages in the book become friends, and how many people can understand the happiness in it?

"Haha!", Sun Qiongyan, Wang Zhuyun, Luo Xuefang and others laughed when they saw Pan Yuting eating.

"Brother Qing, if the eldest lady knows this, she can chase you for a long time!", Li Hongdou said at the right time.

"Hehe, Principal Li's insights into the Analects have benefited me a lot!", Gao Xiaojun also said with a smile.

"Professor Gao has won the award. Li Changqing said.

"Principal Li lives alone in the mountains?", Gao Xiaojun asked.

"Hmm!"

"I want to take students to the mountains to sketch, but I don't have a guide for fear of getting lost, I wonder if it is convenient for Principal Li to put it?"

"When I go to the chicken farm in the mountains to feed some food, I'll take you there!"

"No problem, we'll go with you!"

Gao Xiaojun positioned Li Changqing as a hermit in his heart, and he was very curious about what it was like in the mountains.

"Hmm!", Li Changqing nodded.

Standing on the top of the back mountain, you can see that there are clouds and mist lingering on the highest peak of Zhongnan Mountain.

"Haven't you arrived yet?", Zhang Junwen asked, holding his knees.

"Right at the foot of that mountain. Li Changqing pointed to Zhong Nanshan Road.

"We girls haven't shouted tired yet, can't you?", Pan Yuting said with disdain.

"Who said no, I'm just asking!", Zhang Junwen said stupidly.

"Keep walking!", Gao Xiaojun is in good physical condition.

The road from the back hill to the hut was overgrown with weeds on both sides, and there was only one path.

"How is this road like a labyrinth?"

Luo Xuefang is relatively short, and she can just show her head in the grass.

"Haha, the sight is not good!", Sun Qiongyan smiled.

"Hey, it's so fragrant, it's an orchid!"

Wang Zhuyun usually likes to raise some flowers and plants, and immediately smells the fragrance of flowers in the air.

Turn another corner, and it is a small wooden house, which has a sense of sight and sight of another village.

The sun shines on the bamboo forest, and the shadows are reflected on the walls of the cabins, and the bamboo shadows shake with a gust of wind.

In front of the bamboo forest, there is an orchid with very thin petals that are somewhat transparent, shining in the sunlight.

Tea trees are also planted on the hillside, and they are like guards guarding the mountain.

"Wow, it's so beautiful!", Luo Xuefang exclaimed.

"No wonder you don't even use WeChat!", Pan Yuting said when she saw the paradise-like environment of the cottage.

"Knowing that the mountains are so beautiful, I should have come over to play them. Shen Ruolin said.

"It seems that we don't need to go to the mountains for the time being, the first stop is here!", Gao Xiaojun said with satisfaction.

"There is nothing to treat in the mountains, only coarse tea made by yourself. ”

Li Changqing made tea from the wooden cup he made in his spare time, put it on the wooden table under the grass shed, and said.

"It smells good, it must taste good!"

Gao Xiaojun took a cup, and the steaming water entered his nasal passages.

"Is there only one chair?" Pan Yuting also asked with a cup of tea.

"I'm alone in the mountains, and I really only have one chair, so if you want to sit down, you can go to the house and pick up a bundle of hay!" Li Changqing said.

"Principal Li, are you a hermit?", Zhang Junwen asked after seeing some hermits on the news who were practicing penance in the mountains.

"I am the villager of Lijiaao, but I live on the opposite side of the back mountain, and the other villagers live on the front side of the back mountain!", Li Changqing said lightly.

"This is coarse tea, even if it is the best West Lake Longjing, it's nothing more than that!"

Gao Xiaojun took a sip, the tea was fragrant and sweet, and the aftertaste was long, and he exclaimed.

"After drinking, I feel refreshed and not so tired!", Zhang Junwen said with a relaxed body after drinking.

"It does work!", Luo Xuefang said.

"Hehe!", Li Changqing just smiled slightly.

"After drinking tea, let's set up a drawing board and begin!", Gao Xiaojun said.

Shen Ruolin, Pan Yuting, Sun Qiongyan and others all set up their drawing boards and carefully observed the surrounding scenery.

Gao Xiaojun was itchy for a while, and he also set up a drawing board, wanting to paint a picture to thank Li Changqing for his hospitality.