After a few more days, Guo Jia and Xi Zhong's conditions basically stabilized, and their bodies and bones became stronger day by day. Moreover, in order to keep the two of them healthy, Hua Tuo also personally taught the two of them a set of five bird operas that were famous in later generations!

"Zi said: Learn and learn, don't you say, there are friends who ...... by themselves" In the courtyard of the Zhou family, the sound of Lang Lang reading came out.

Sun Ce listened, smiled slightly, and walked into the gate of Zhou's mansion, he came here this time to discuss with Zhou Yi's father and son about going to Jingzhou.

"Why are you still reading the Analects?" After entering the courtyard, Sun Ce asked with a smile.

"I've seen the lord (big brother)!" Seeing that it was Sun Ce who arrived, Zhou Yi and Zhou Yu's father and son hurriedly got up and saluted him.

"Excuse me!" Sun Ce waved his hand, "Why are you still reading the Analects now?" Sun Ce repeated the question he had just asked again.

"The book of Confucius is the essence of the Great Dao, from which you can learn a lot of truths, so her subordinates let Gong Jin repeatedly read and recite Confucian classics such as the Analects." Zhou Yi replied.

"Hehe......" Sun Ce chuckled lightly, his eyes rolled, "Uncle, although there is nothing wrong with saying this, you must know that you only know how to read by death, and you don't know the subtle meaning between the lines in the book, but you can't do it!" ”

"Huh?" Zhou Yi was slightly stunned, he knew that Sun Ce's words must have a deep meaning, "If you say this, you seem to have something else to say, right?" ”

"Hehe......" Sun Ce's face turned slightly red, and then he said, "Uncle, Ce wants to know, how many times have you read this Analect alone?" ”

"This ......," thought for a moment, "probably no less than ten times!" ”

"Then I have a question here, I want to test my uncle, I don't know if it's okay?" Sun Ce asked.

"Naturally, the book "Analects", I don't blow it, I can basically memorize it backwards!" Zhou Yi said very confidently.

"Then let me ask my uncle, do you know how many disciples this Confucian Saint has?" Sun Ce smiled slightly and asked.

"It's easy!" Seeing Sun Ce ask such a simple question, Zhou Yi was a little unimpressed, and at the same time a little proud, "There are three thousand disciples of Confucius, and there are seventy-two people!" ”

"Then here's the problem!" Seeing Zhou Yi so proud, Sun Ce couldn't help but feel funny in his heart, for a while, I'm afraid Zhou Yi won't be able to laugh! "How many of these seventy-two are children, and how many are adults?"

......Sure enough, Zhou Yi was stunned, he recalled the Analects and other Confucian classics in his mind, but he didn't get the answer he wanted.

After a long time, Zhou Yi shook his head: "I don't know, "The Analects", no, there is no record in the Confucian classics!" ”

"Neither nor not!" Sun Ce shook his head and smiled playfully, "The answer is in the Analects you just said!" ”

"What? That's impossible! Zhou Yi shook his head decisively.

"What is impossible, since my uncle said that he can recite the Analects backwards, then we can know this sentence: those who are in the twilight of spring, the spring clothes are completed, the crown is five or six, the boy is six or seven, bathing in Yi, the wind is dancing, and the song returns." Sun Ce slowly uttered a passage from the Analects.

Naturally, I know that this sentence comes from the Analects. In the "Advanced" chapter, Confucius asked several disciples such as Zilu, Zeng Hui, Ran You, and Gong Xihua to talk about their own aspirations. When it was Zeng Hui's turn, Zeng Hui said so! Zhou Yi easily said the source of this sentence, but he was puzzled in his heart, and he didn't know what this sentence had to do with Sun Ce's question just now.

"Hehe, uncle, the answer is already coming out, there are five or six champions, five or six thirty, that is to say, there are thirty adults, six or seven children, six seven and forty-two, that is to say, there are forty-two minors! Thirty plus forty-two, exactly seventy-two! Sun Ce smiled slightly.

Listening to Sun Ce's words, Zhou Yi smiled dumbly, this ...... That's too far-fetched, isn't it? Zhou Yu on the side was also dumbfounded, how could he understand it like this?

However, I have to admire that Sun Ce is quick to think, and he can get such a subtle answer from such a small detail, even if this answer is not correct, it is enough to see that Sun Ce is full of poetry and books, and his talent is quick!

"The lord is full of poetry and books, his talent is quick, and he admires it!" Zhou Yidang said.

"Uncle has won the award, today I saw that Gongjin was still reading and reciting the "Analects" and said it for a while, I hope my uncle will not be surprised!" Sun Ce said, "In fact, learning and learning are not all obtained from books, but I don't know that it is better to believe in books than to have no books!" Even the scriptures written by the saints of Confucius and Mencius cannot be said to be completely infallible! If you want to really learn knowledge, it is better to step on thousands of miles with your feet, read wordless mantras in the four fields of the world! You know, it's better to travel thousands of miles than to read 10,000 books! ”

"This ...... How is this possible? Zhou Yi was even more surprised when he heard this, "How can the Confucian and Mencian saints be wrong?" No, it won't! No, it won't! ”

Sun Ce smiled slightly, shook his head slightly, it seems that the ancients' cognition of the so-called Great Dao of Confucius and Mencius Sage is already deep-rooted, and from the bottom of their hearts, they think that Confucius and Mencius Sage is not wrong!

After thinking about it for a while, Sun Ce opened his mouth and recited: "How can a beggar ever have a second wife? Lots of chickens next door? At that time, there was Zhou Tianzi, what did they say about Wei Qi?"

This is a limerick poem made by Huang Laoxie in Mr. Jin's "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", the purpose of which is to satirize Mencius!

Mencius told a story about a Qi man who had a wife and a concubine who went to beg for scraps of cold food, and that a man stole a neighbor's chicken every day. Huang Yaoshi said that these two stories were deceitful. The last two sentences of this poem say: During the Warring States Period, Zhou Tianzi was still alive, why didn't Mencius go to assist the royal family, but went to King Liang Hui and King Qi Xuan to ask for officials? This is a great violation of the way of the sages.

"This ......" Zhou Yi was speechless when Sun Ce asked a few questions in these words, he didn't know how to answer these questions at all, because Sun Ce's angle of asking made him speechless!

"Uncle, these are just a few examples! Everything in books is not necessarily right or wrong, what we have to do is to discard the dross, take its essence, and enrich ourselves with these essences! Perfect yourself! Sun Ce said.

"The words of the lord are like an initiation, and they are different!" Zhou Yi suddenly realized and hurriedly thanked Sun Ce.

"Well, moreover, it's not only the Confucian classics that are correct, deposing the hundred schools of thought and respecting Confucianism alone, in my opinion, is the most wrong decision made by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty!" Sun Ce said, "The people of the world have the knowledge of the people of the world, and Confucianism, although classic, is not necessarily suitable for everyone!" ”