The relationship between Confucianism and money has always been very delicate.

For the former, money makes people love and hate, and if you have money, you can shout that the scholar is romantic, and at the same time run to visit the Qinglou.

But if you don't have money, you can only have a romantic relationship in your hands, shouting that Zhumen's wine and meat stinks and there are frozen bones on the road.

This kind of behavior, in Du Shen's view, is acid.

I am poorer than bad, I don't want to make money to walk birds, and I also learn from others to hate the rich, so I am not worthy of being a scholar.

So, all in all, it's good to be a poet.

The poet walked around the green building, only entering and not leaving.

With just one mouth, from the south to the north, ask the man in the world, who doesn't yearn for it?

……

"Dare to ask Master, how can I become a poet?"

The students asked questions in unison, and their voices were full of eagerness.

And Zhang Hao and others are also bright-eyed, they are not interested in making money, but they are very interested in prostitution from the south to the north.

Even Liu Quan, who has always been steady and old, pricked up his ears, hoping to get a glimpse of one or two of them.

Du Shen looked at everyone's performance, and said with a smile: "To become a poet, you must first learn to learn from it." ”

"So how can we learn from it?"

Fang Yi was the first to speak, looking at the articles and poems of his predecessors, and following the methods that later generations used to learn from, many famous scholars have done this kind of thing, so it is not very surprising.

However, Fang Yi didn't know that his so-called borrowing and Du Shen's borrowing were not the same concept at all.

Du Shen looked at Fang Yi and replied: "Understand its meaning, change its words, melt its stalks, sprinkle it, and integrate it, this is a reference." ”

After saying that, he turned to the podium and wrote a poem on the blackboard: What I saw.

The shepherd boy rode the ox, and the song vibrated the forest. Intending to catch the cicada, he suddenly closed his mouth.

But it was made by Yuan Mei of the Later Qing Dynasty, and at this time Du Shen directly prostituted it for nothing and used it as a teaching material.

In a moment, a poem was made, and the students and apprentices under the podium showed admiration.

"What a poem!"

Ouyang Hao clapped his hands.

"I made such a beautiful poem in the blink of an eye, and the teacher really made me admire."

Fang Yi looked at him with reverence.

"Shizun knows astronomy and geography, and he knows the road of mathematics, physics and chemistry, and poetry is just the tip of the iceberg."

Zhang Hao raised his head proudly.

"My teacher is very hanging."

Zhao Xiu and Xu Pengju wanted to praise, but they read few books, so they could only say in unison.

As for the students, Wang Gui, who has the highest level of education, didn't say a word, he stared at the poems on the blackboard, silently remembering them in his heart, but he was pondering the subtlety.

And Liu Quan is different, for him, the principal Du Shen is definitely the most awesome one, composing poetry is so easy, there is no need to be surprised, so his face has not changed.

A group of poor students who have never seen the market, what is there to make a fuss.

Followed by.

Du Shen pinched the chalk and drew a circle on the first sentence he saw.

Knock on the blackboard and highlight the points.

"Shepherd boy, riding, oxen, shepherd boy and ox identities are opposed to each other, and riding is a verb, linking the two together, so it becomes a sentence, and the teacher will now teach you how to learn from it."

When the words landed, he wrote a line under this sentence, and Lao Suo held a fishing rod.

"Lao Suo is opposed to the fishing rod, and the word is borrowed from riding."

Hear this.

Fang Yi, Ouyang Hao and the others showed deep thought, as if they had realized.

And Wang Gui directly understood, showing a clear expression.

Du Shen didn't look at them, and continued to write: Jiang Feng urges people to be tired.

"The singing voice is to the river wind, and the vibration of Linyue is not enough."

It was Zhang Hao who spoke, his eyes lit up, and he could already see it.

Du Shen gave him an approving look: "Not bad." ”

Then, Du Shen wrote another sentence: Suddenly the string is like a bow, and the heart of the pole moves.

All of a sudden, two lines of poetry appeared on the blackboard, and the names of the poems were the same, but they were not the same thing at all.

Plagiarism is relatively Chinese-to-Chinese, and borrowing someone else's framework to write your own things can only be called borrowing.

And in the apricot forest, this kind of thing is not uncommon, if the poem is done well, not only will no one laugh at you, but you will think you are very talented.

Of course!

If you can't learn from it, then you can only say that it will increase the laughing stock.

Fang Yi and the others compared the two poems, even if they were stupid, they knew the secret.

At the same time, they looked strange, and their own teacher seemed to teach in a completely different way from other gentlemen.

When he was in Guishan Academy, when Zhao Zhongyong gave lectures, he explained the meaning of poems and articles, and then quoted scriptures and talked about them.

But when it comes to how to make a fuss, it is simply skimmed, and never talks about how to do it.

Du Shen is different.

His thinking is different from that of the readers of this era, throwing away everything that is superficial and going straight to the essence.

If you want to learn to compose poetry, then teach you how to do it, it doesn't matter if you can't do it well, borrow, borrow, borrow, don't you?

After talking about everything, Du Shen threw away the chalk and let Fang Yi, Ouyang Hao and the others practice on the blackboard one by one.

It's just that they have a shallow cultural background, and the poems they "borrow" are either different or outrageous imitations.

Especially Ouyang Hao, he almost retold what he saw in his own words, which made Du Shen's scalp tingle.

However, it can't be helped.

Men, the first time is inevitably rusty, the more times, the more experience.

……

It was nearly noon.

Du Shen then let the students get out of class and had a light meal in the cafeteria of the college.

Although Du Shen was disappointed in accepting a group of poor students, as a teacher, he would never be stingy with food.

Not only fresh cabbage, but even meat is eaten.

Fang Yi and Ouyang Hao and the other students, who had never seen this kind of battle, looked at the food one by one and were dumbfounded.

Their family is not too wealthy, and they were able to study at Guishan Academy before, which was already very reluctant, and the food was naturally not very good, and sometimes they couldn't even eat enough.

After Bai Du Shen became a teacher, he entered Daming Vocational and Technical College, not only learned how to learn from it, but also had such a good meal.

Fang Yi's eyes were red with excitement, the teacher was really a reborn parent, and when the students got married and started a career, they would treat each other with the same courtesy except for their parents.

Ouyang Hao is more pragmatic, he is moved in his heart, but his mouth does not stop at all, and he has been picking vegetables and rice.

There is no harm without contrast.

At this moment, more than a dozen students who won from Zhao Zhongyong's bet were grateful to Du Shen from the bottom of their hearts.

In the past, Guishan Academy was full of doubts about the character and personality of its own teachers, and it was said at every turn that teachers would only cheat and deceive, and never do personnel.

This is clearly the pride and prejudice against the teacher.

Thinking like this, the students looked at Du Shen's gaze even more wet.

At this moment, Du Shen raised his head and looked at each other, and the next second his eyes widened.

"Hurry up and bring the water, Ouyang Hao is stupid and rolled his eyes."