Yingluo told Zong Shu that if it weren't for today's full class, no one would want to sit with him.

"Why would you like to sit with me?" Zong Shu said, "Is it because I'm handsome? ”

"I want to be beautiful because I am a woman, and you can't argue with me!" Yingluo said, "Why don't you quarrel now?" ”

Zong Shu sweated profusely, Yingluo, this is a trick.

Only women and villains are difficult to mess with, Zong Shu sits honestly. I thought to myself, I can't argue with you, and I can't whip you?

There was a woman sitting next to Yingluo, and when she saw Zong Shu, her face flushed slightly.

Zong Shu immediately noticed that this woman's skin was as white as snow, her eyebrows were curved like the moon, her lips were small as cherry blossoms, her waist was as thin as a willow, and her bearing was noble, delicate but elegant.

Zong Shu looked at the woman's smile and was actually stunned for a while.

Many people in the classroom looked at Zong Shu, with a lot of vinegar, Yingluo was originally one of the few beauties in the academy, and today she brought an even more beautiful one, and they all revolved around this illiterate, which is really annoying.

But Zong Shu dared to go against the Cai family, dared to say that Taiwei Tong was an impostor, and dared to compare Taoism with the national teacher of the dynasty, this kind of guy who didn't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth couldn't be provoked, so he could only be envious, jealous and hateful.

If gaze could kill, Zong Shu would have died hundreds of times.

The teacher finally came, a scribe wearing a square scarf, who looked less than 30 years old. So young, is it, virtuous?

Yingluo introduced that this person is Li Ruoshui, who was a professor in Jinan Mansion, and is now transferred back to the capital to serve as a doctor of Taixue, and is now a guest teacher at Guizong Academy.

Mindset kills people, when it comes to high morality, it is the white-bearded grandfather.

Li Ruoshui walked up to the stage, put a book on the table, and memorized the book without turning the page, Zong Shu couldn't understand it.

Li Ruoshui was still reciting, and Yingluo listened very carefully, and the others obviously listened attentively.

Zong Shu was drowsy when he heard this, and finally simply snored.

Li Ruoshui is a rookie of Confucianism that has emerged in recent years, and Ercheng has passed away at that time, except for the four disciples of Chengmen, I am afraid that Li Ruoshui will be counted.

When Li Ruoshui was in Jinan Mansion, people from the capital and other prefectures came to listen to the lectures, and his classes were always full.

And at this time, someone is snoring!

Li Ruoshui's face turned pale. The students are very happy, Zong Shu, Zong Shu, see how the teacher cleans you up!

Yingluo pushed Zong Shu, and this guy wiped a long hara, "Spring has not yet arrived, and there is no trace of spring dreams." ”

It turns out that this kid is dreaming of spring! Someone secretly laughed.

"Stand up!" Li Ruoshui was very stern.

Zong Shu jumped up like a spring, stood upright, and looked ahead.

"Why don't you listen to the teachings of the saints?" Li Ruoshui asked.

Originally, Zong Shu had a lot of respect for Li Ruoshui. This person was exiled to the north with the two emperors after the Jingkang Rebellion, and angrily rebuked the enemy chieftains in the Jin camp, and was killed unyieldingly.

And now, Li Ruoshui compares himself to a saint, and he is obviously a little arrogant.

What about Confucius? Who doesn't know what kind of benevolence he talked about, what threesomes, and what he didn't want? As for the millions of people who have studied it for thousands of years?

Zong Shu sometimes really wants to pull the person who studies Confucius every day and ask, Renzheng, is it difficult to understand?

Such a simple truth, there are still so many people and so many books to explain, it is a pure waste of energy and financial resources!

Do you have kung fu, give me an Olympiad problem? If you have the ability, explain to me what a wormhole is!

"You talk about your Confucius, and I will be my Duke of Zhou." Zong Shu said coldly.

Still, the air seems to freeze.

Li Ruoshui's face turned from blue to white, and he pointed at Zong Shu and said, "You, you, you!" ”

"Teacher, classmate Zong Shu also burned the book of saints at home." Cai Xiu stood up and reported.

This guy still has a white cloth wrapped around his hands, and it seems that the injury is not serious, what a pity.

"How can a scholar defy the words of a saint." Li Ruoshui's anger gradually rose: "Ah, how dare you burn the book of saints? ”

Zong Shu's most annoying thing is moral kidnapping, and a little thing can be infinitely listed.

"What's wrong with me burning books, I burn books because I have long understood, what sage words, is it difficult to understand?"

"I'd like to hear how you understand the words of the saints." Li Kushui was not too angry, and he was angry with the illiterate, which was self-depreciation.

"Then you're welcome. Dare to ask, what is the purpose of talking about Confucius? Is it to educate the world? Zong Shu asked.

Li Ruoshui nodded, not only him, but all people talk about Confucius in order to educate the world, and it is not surprising that an illiterate person understands this.

"What does it consist of edifying the world? Including princes and nobles, inside and outside the court, and ordinary people. From the student's point of view, the focus of education is not on the first two, but on the general public. Zong Shu said.

Li Ruoshui thought about it, there was nothing wrong, after all, ordinary people were the vast majority.

"No, the focus of education is on officials, because only by educating officials well can we better educate the world." Cai Xiu retorted.

"You mean, the princes and ministers, the court, and the outside are not well educated? Are you saying that our emperor is mediocre, and you mean that our ministers, including your grandfather Cai Jing, are corrupt? ”

This kid is really poisonous! Cai Xiu opened his mouth and was speechless.

"Well, it's the general population who don't have a good education. The ordinary people are not well educated, because there is a problem with the way we lecture, you speak more difficult than Confucius, don't talk about the common people, can ordinary officials understand? Zong Shu said.

"Cai Xiu, don't be unconvinced, Confucius's words are originally very easy to understand, but the teaching people are complicated! Also, you guys are too good at reading, and you're stupid at reading yourself! ”

Since Cai Xiu jumped out, you're welcome, you're the target!

"I'll give you an example to see if you're stupid at reading." Zong Shu picked up Cai Xiu and asked, "Classmate Cai Xiu, what is the meaning of the dove character?" ”

The poem says: Wei Magpie has a nest, and Wei Gu lives in it. The son of Yu returned, and a hundred taels of royalty. A dove is a bird. ”

Cai Xiu blurted out and looked around proudly.

The grandson of a traitorous minister, the foundation of national studies is not bad.

"The dove is a bird, and the yellow-mouthed children know it. Do you still need to say it? Let me tell you, dove, what it really means: nine birds. Zong Shu said.

Li Ruoshui is a person who reads poetry and books, and has never heard of this kind of statement, so he immediately pricked up his ears.

"Why nine birds? "The Book of Songs" says: The dove is in the mulberry, and his son is seven. Seven little birds plus two parents, isn't it nine? Zong Shu pointed at Cai Xiu and shook his head and said, "It's terrible to be uneducated." ”

Hahaha, a few people in the hall couldn't help but laugh, and this solution!

Although it is a bit far-fetched, I can't help but admire Zong Shu's wit.

Li Ruoshui couldn't help but wonder, this illiterate person is a bit interesting.

"But what I want to say is that when we talk about Confucius, we don't speak human words! Even many literati can't understand it, so how can the common people understand? You have written book after book, for what, for self-appreciation, for self-show-off? ”

Zong Shu smiled and said sharply.

"If you really want to educate the people, learn more from the storytellers of the tiles, worship the people as teachers, and speak words that they can understand."

Li Ruoshui never thought about this question. In the process of communicating with the literati, whoever speaks more mysteriously will have a level.

If anyone knows which sentence or which allusion, and others don't know, it will spread in the circle.

It is the self-talk and self-singing of cultural people, and the snow that has led to many problems.

He also vaguely recognized what this illiterate person said, but he never wanted to think about it.

For example, Luo Bingwang wrote when he was seven years old: goose, goose, goose, song to the sky, white hair floating in green water, red anthurium plucking clear waves. How easy to understand. ”

"For example, my poems are very easy to understand: duck, duck, duck, raise the neck to the sky, braised twenty-two, charcoal roasted fifty-eight."

Hahaha, there was a mess of laughter in the hall.

Stop, stop, stop, Zong Shu shouted loudly and made a gesture of silence.

"Finally, I would like to summarize my views."

Zong Shu said word by word:

"Everything is of the highest quality, only reading is bad. Learn to speak in the pavilion, and my mother won't be called! ”

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