Huashang's Chinese classes are all taught by physical education teachers, which is the literal meaning. In his previous life, he really hadn't listened to the ancient texts very seriously. Didn't help my career at all, and I didn't have the slightest interest. Therefore, even after this life, the starting point of his ancient Chinese reading is still very low.

Huang Guanjie asked him to memorize a thousand-character text, and read the Four Books and Five Classics and Buddhist classics hard, which was like killing him, and he couldn't stand it after reading it for two days.

"Director Huang, can I just read the sword book?" Hua Shang poked his head out of the sea of books one day.

"Don't be so ambitious, ancient texts are like, even if people recognize you when you read the sword book, do you recognize it?" Huang Guanjie said depressedly. Actually, he didn't like to read these classical Chinese texts.

"As long as it's a sword book, I'll definitely be able to understand it!" Hua Shang said, patting his chest. He is very confident, because he has love for the sword! This is the power blessed by Cupid, the god of love!

"Cut! Look at this one. "Huang Guanjie is very eager to hit Huashang. He still envies, envies, and hates Hua Shang's swordsmanship. He threw Hua Shang a copy of the swordsmanship "Moon Zhao Jinguanxi" written by a great swordsman of the Xichuan Huanhua School in the early days of the revival of spiritual energy in the Tang Dynasty.

At that time, it was the time of the rise of Tang poetry. The Tang Dynasty had just ended two hundred and seventy-seven years of war, and was catching up with the revival of aura, and countless famous generals who had experienced the change of dynasty and the battlefield had an epiphany to become the first generation of warriors, and for a while opened the Tang Dynasty era of poetry and chivalry. The alienated creatures born in the forbidden area in the territory of Datang were suppressed by the famous heroes of Datang with peerless martial arts, trapped in the forbidden area and powerless to wreak havoc, which is rumored to be a thousand-year-old story.

At that time, it became a century-old custom to use poetry into swords. A poem and a sword, chivalrous and hearted, are praised by celebrities all over the world. At that time, the sword scores left by the swordsman were all poems, no matter how far-fetched they were, they were vassally elegant, and their own kendo perceptions must be expressed in verses. Kendo is inherently profound and subtle, many things, but it is difficult to understand, it is difficult to say, and it is necessary to chant poetry elegantly, the words do not reach the meaning at all, and it is even more difficult to understand.

In addition, at that time, the difference between sects was a hurdle that could not be bypassed. In order to prevent the leakage of this sect's swordsmanship, the swordsmanship must be mixed with many secret words that only the disciples of this sect can understand. Reading a book of swords is as difficult as solving the Da Vinci code.

Huang Guanjie has always carried this sword book with him, not because he likes it. It's that he never read it. He brought this obscure sword book just to set up a negative example, telling himself, give up, stop playing with the sword, if you can play again, you won't be able to learn this peerless sword. Of course, now that his mind was twisted by Hua Shang, this sword book was directly thrown to Hua Shang, giving him a headache.

Hua Shang took this sword book, and immediately rushed to the table, turning the pages one by one. The sword score is full of a large number of five-character quatrains, seven-character quatrains, grammatical style, Yuefu style, and many other bodies that are not, just like Li Bai's poems, wild and unruly. The most infuriating thing is that a sentence is not a sentence, and a poem is not a poem. It's a limerick, it's harder to understand than a limerick. Say no, it's particularly unreliable to read.

"Your sister, what is this?" Hua Shang wanted to scold the street.

He simply didn't look at the text of the sword book, and looked directly at the accompanying pictures. When he saw the accompanying picture, he was stunned.

"Good swordsmanship!" Looking at the picture of the sword spectrum, he could suddenly imagine the appearance of the swordsman with the sword. Handsome! Cool! Beautiful! It's amazing! If you can use your love sword to perform such a beautiful swordsmanship, it will be so happy!

At this moment, he was surprised to find that his fanaticism for swords had completely ignored the obstacles of the difficult and chaotic words of the sword book. He wants to learn this swordsmanship!

He hurriedly used the spirit field to connect with the spirit sword's spirit power field. The image of the sword-dancing man immediately came to his mind. But the figure of the sword dancer flickered, flickering and dimming, and he couldn't use the swordsmanship in the sword book at all.

"I'll go. I understand, because I didn't understand the sword score, so I didn't understand my sword, let alone interpret it. I must understand the ancient texts and Tang and Song Dynasty poems, and read the sword spectrum, so that my sword can deduce the essence of swordsmanship according to the sword intent expressed in the sword spectrum. Then I'm going to work hard to pick out the ancient texts!"

Thinking about it this way, Hua Shang suddenly found that his obstacles to learning ancient literature, including fear of difficulties, laziness, lack of understanding, lack of interest, etc., all disappeared. Guwen has now become his favorite.

"I'll go, this is the power of love! Hua Shang was amazed.

When his heart arrived, Hua Shang turned his head and picked up the Four Books and Five Classics and began to study hard. Huang Guanjie was stunned because he found that Hua Shang was reading the Analects while taking out a small notebook and began to take notes line by line, and even tried to translate the Analects himself. A book of swords can make this kid fall in love with the Analects? What kind of divine twist is this?

A few hours later, when he returned from a hunt in the wilderness, he saw that Hua Shang had three notebooks piled up beside him, and he was still meticulously reading the Analects, taking notes as he went.

"Director Huang, what do you think these words mean?" Hua Shang rushed to Huang Guanjie and asked curiously, pointing to the difficult points in the book.

"This means......" Huang Guanjie could only rack his brains and preach for Hua Shang one by one. Fortunately, he has studied these few sentences, at least he remembers the teacher's explanation. After half an hour of careful explanation, he let Hua Shang thoroughly understand the subtle meaning between the sentences, and felt relieved.

"Director Huang, your ancient text is really amazing. Hua Shang said adoringly.

"Ahem! Proficient in ancient literature is the most basic quality of every martial artist, you must know that every ancient martial arts book is inherited from the first generation of strong people in the revival of aura, with the cultural genes of China for thousands of years, is the brilliant crystallization of our civilization, do not understand ancient literature, you are not worthy of becoming a Chinese warrior. "Huang Guanjie looks like a martial arts model.

"Director Huang, I still have some questions here. Hua Shang took out a thick notebook from his left pocket and opened it, and every page in it was densely packed with his difficulties in reading the Analects.

"So many?" Huang Guanjie was dumbfounded.

"It's okay, it's okay. Coach Huang, you tell me about this one first, and the other one for me tomorrow. Hua Shang took out another thicker notebook from his right pocket and put it on the table aside.

Huang Guanjie was chilled, as if he had dug a bottomless pit for himself......

That night, Huang Guanjie didn't even have the strength to pull Erquan Yingyue, and fell directly into bed and fell into a dark and sweet dream. If the spirit beasts want to enter the hospital, they will enter the hospital, if they take Hua Shang away, he doesn't care. In the guest room, Hua Shang read the Analects at night, shaking his head and feeling comfortable, as if he had deeply entered the spiritual world of Confucius, sucking the power of every bit of words.

The next morning, Huang Guanjie had just gotten up, and he had already seen Hua Shang sitting at the head of his bed in high spirits, holding a thick notebook with a look of longing. He thought of death, but to be strong, did he not want to lose face?

How this day passed, Huang Guanjie can't remember. He only knew that he had been trying to explain the obscure sentences in the Analects for Hua Shang, and he turned Confucius over and scolded him more than a thousand times.

On the morning of the third day, Hua Shang sat down in front of his bed with Shangshu and Zhongyong's notebook. "Ahh

A week later, Hua Shang finally stopped looking for Huang Guanjie. In just seven days, his level of ancient literature has obviously surpassed Huang Guanjie, and he doesn't even want to read the Four Books and Five Classics anymore, because he thinks that the principles in these books are too old-fashioned, and there is too much gap between them and the sword principles contained in "Moonlight Jinguanxi". He found "Spring and Autumn", "Historical Records" and "Warring States Policy" and studied them carefully. He believes that the spirit of Ren Xia in the Tang Dynasty was inherited from the legacy of the Qin and Han dynasties and the Warring States period. He needs to get to the roots.

Huang Guanjie felt ashamed of himself. When he studied ancient texts, he never had this spirit of exploration that touched on the analogy and traced the origins. His outstanding swordsmanship is innate, he only thought about maximizing his natural advantage and using the most powerful swordsmanship, and never thought of studying the past and present lives of swordsmanship from the root like Hua Shang, and completely loved it as a lover.

Half a month later, Hua Shang began to study 300 Tang poems. Now he reads poetry ten times faster than half a month ago, and he remembers relatively few notes, because he has a deep understanding of most of the rhetoric in the poems, and even knows the quotations and classics in them. While studying Tang poetry, he also used Huang Guanjie's mobile phone to go online to inquire about the historical inheritance and characteristics of the Xichuan Huanhua School in the Tang Dynasty. He wanted to know more about the author of "Moonlight Jinguanxi", from birth to death.