"At the beginning of human beings, nature is good, sex is similar, and habits are far away...

"Don't teach..."

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Early in the morning, a group of children read aloud with joy in Pingzhou Huating Academy.

Zhang Xiang, who walked to the door, smiled slightly and walked in.

"Hello sir..."

In the school, under the command of an older child, more than 20 children stood up and saluted Zhang Xiang respectfully.

The youngest of these children was only four years old and the oldest was eight years old.

The educational enlightenment books of Southern Chu are "Three Character Classics" and "Thousand Character Texts", etc., and then there are four books and five classics, history books, and doctrines.

Therefore, no matter how old a child who has just entered the academy is, as long as he has not read a book, he must start with these enlightenment books.

As a result, there are several eight-year-old children in this school where he teaches.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Xiang has been coming to the academy for some days.

Come every morning and return in the evening, and the days are moist.

For Zhang Xiang, who has a modern university diploma, if he can't teach these kindergarten children enlightenment books such as "Three Character Classic" and "Thousand Character Text", then he will find a piece of tofu and kill him.

"Well, sit down!"

Zhang Xiang stood on the podium, waved his hand, and put on a gentleman's face with a serious face.

Then he picked up the ring ruler and put it behind him, and began to walk around the school, looking around, and said loudly: "These days, have you memorized all the passages that I have memorized?" What about the squad leader, have you memorized it? ”

Then one of the eight-year-olds stood up and said respectfully, "Mr. Hui, they all have been recited, and only two have not been recited." ”

Zhang Xiang has no experience in teaching, so when he first arrived at the academy, after becoming the gentleman of this school, he could only teach according to the impression he had when he went to school when he was a child.

If you can't find someone to teach, let them memorize it, and if you can't memorize it, you will hit the board.

Therefore, he also set up the eldest child as the class leader, and he will take the back and check it himself.

After the squad leader finished speaking, two of the little girls who were only four years old stood up very consciously, lowered their little heads, and looked at Zhang Xiang with pitiful eyes.

"Come up."

Zhang Xiang's tone was serious, without any pity.

Then two little girls came up to her.

"Hold your hand out."

Zhang Xiang was serious again.

The two little girls stretched out their little hands in fear.

Zhang Xiang hit each of them three times on the palm of their hands with a ring ruler.

After the fight, the two little girls withdrew their little hands and forcibly held back their tears.

Zhang Xiang picked up their little hands again and blew them a few times on the place where they had hit, and then said, "Go back and sit!" In the future, you must remember what your husband taught, understand! ”

He is very serious when it comes to teaching.

After finishing, he said: "Let you memorize, it's just the first step, after memorizing, you still have to understand the truth, what is the beginning of a person, what is the nature of goodness, only after understanding the truth, can you know how to use it later, so that you have learned knowledge, otherwise, in the future, you have no ability, you can only come to the academy to be a gentleman like me." ”

"Sir, my mother said that if you can be a husband, you are already very capable."

One of them, an eight-year-old child, spoke up.

Those four or five-year-old children don't know what skills are, but these eight-year-old children are usually educated by their parents at home and basically understand it.

"Mr. is at most a showman, and showmanship is only the first step in gaining fame, only when he participates in the imperial examination and wins the promotion, he will be awarded the official position of the ninth grade, and that is called ability." Zhang Xiang explained to them.

"Has that gentleman participated in the imperial examination?" Another eight-year-old asked curiously.

Zhang Xiang shook his head: "I have no ability, I have never participated in the imperial examination, I was like you back then, I didn't study hard, that's why I'm like this, since you are my students, then I don't want you to be like me in the future, you can only be a teacher, understand?" ”

A group of children nodded their heads as if they didn't understand.

The eight-year-old boy from before said again: "Sir, in our eyes, you are already very powerful. ”

"Why?" Zhang Xiang asked curiously.

"Because you tell a lot of good stories, and we love it." The child replied with a simple face.

For them, this gentleman was a little more serious when he taught.

But he is different from other gentlemen, in addition to being serious when he teaches, he likes to laugh after teaching, and often tells them some beautiful stories, they all like to listen to them, and what they look forward to every day is to finish learning what Mr. taught quickly, and then listen to him tell the story.

Anyway, in the eyes of this group of children, this gentleman is very powerful and special.

After listening to this child's answer, Zhang Xiang couldn't cry or laugh.

The stories he tells these children every day are not just stories.

Rather, it fits the content taught that day, and then presents it through the method of story, hoping that they can understand the truth through the story.

For example, 'at the beginning of man, nature is good', he will tell them a little story about this sentence, these stories are simple and simple, as long as you think about it, you can understand.

Unexpectedly, this group of children actually put all their attention on the story.

But after thinking about it, Zhang Xiang understands, they are only four or five years old, how can their understanding ability be so fast, and as they grow older in the future, when they think back to these stories, I believe they will be able to understand.

He smiled and said, "Then do you still want to hear the story?" ”

"Yes." A group of children replied happily.

Zhang Xiang raised his eyebrows slightly: "Okay, then let's continue to learn today's content, and after learning, I will tell you the story of "Alibaba and the Forty Thieves". ”

"Okay."

A group of children hurriedly opened the books with great interest.

Just when this school was filled with a happy atmosphere, outside the classroom, two pairs of eyes were watching this scene intently.

One of them was an old man with a white beard, and a girl in white who was thirteen or fourteen years old.

"Grandpa, this gentleman is really special!" The girl looked like an elf and said to the old man behind her.

The old man smiled kindly and nodded slightly: "I have been observing this colt for some days, his teaching method is indeed different, other schools are very serious, how can there be such a harmonious atmosphere between Mr. and students, only his school, these children like him very much." ”

"It's love of his story." The girl stuck out her tongue cutely.

The old man said, "Isn't his story what he taught?" He simplifies the complex and tells the things that are difficult for these children to understand in the way of stories, so that these children like it, and once the children like it, they will know how to think. ”

"Grandpa, do you think he taught him right?" The girl asked.

The old man thought for a while, nodded, and shook his head again: "Yes, it's not right, my generation of scholars pays attention to establishing a heart for heaven and earth, establishing a life for the people, continuing to learn for the saints, and opening peace for all generations." Even if he is a showman, he can't say that he has no ability, but he just told his students that a showman is the most incapable person, but he knows that Xiucai is also a reader, and he teaches students like this, which is to despise the reader..."

As he spoke, the old man sighed softly and shook his head: "I think, it's not good, it's not good..."

The girl said, "But grandpa, I think he has a point!" People are divided into three, six, nine and so on, and the fame is also divided into champions, lists, and flowers, isn't it the same! Since the superior people have the ability, and the inferior people have no ability, then the champion has the ability, and the show talent has no ability, I think it's right. ”

"You girl, how can you divide it like this?" The old man reprimanded him solemnly.

The girl shrank her head and stuck out her tongue again, not knowing what was wrong with her division.

The old man then said kindly: "But this horse was born in the door of military generals, since he was a child, because of his frailty, he can't practice martial arts, he can only study, maybe he has a grudge in his heart, and he has no talent to learn, so it is understandable to look down on scholars, and when I have time in the future, I will mention him a little, hoping that he can break off such thoughts." ”

"Grandpa, since this horse is the only descendant of General Zhang, and you used to serve in the Purple Palace Pavilion in the capital, have you seen him? Rumors say that this colt is stupid, but I don't look at him stupid at all, right? The girl asked curiously.

The old man shook his head: "General Zhang guards the north all the year round, rarely returns to the capital, only His Majesty summons, he will return to Beijing, although I work with the dynasty, but I have little contact with General Zhang, naturally I have never seen this horse, the capital was just boiling to spread this horse stupid, every day only know to stay at home, I have only heard rumors." I left the capital ten years ago, so this colt is only as big as you! ”

"The rumors are not credible." The girl snorted.

The old man said: "Okay, I have to go back, I heard from Mr. He, until this horse came here to be a gentleman, you always secretly came to listen to his stories, I just came to take a look, you give me a good study in the future, otherwise I will tell your father." ”

"Grandpa, the story he tells is really good!" The girl grabbed the corners of the old man's clothes aggrievedly and sprinkled coquettishly.

The old man was very fond of her, and he couldn't stand her tried and tested tricks, so he hurriedly said: "Okay, I won't say it, but the Mid-Autumn Festival is also close, and when your father comes back, if you test your knowledge, see how you make a difference." ”

"With grandpa here, I'm not afraid of him!" The girl blinked.

Then the old man turned around and walked away.

The girl happily continued to eavesdrop on the corner.

At this time, the gentleman in the school has already begun to tell stories to students... (Ask for a collection recommendation!) ）