Chapter 275: What Kind of Bird Is a Dog?
Seeing Fan Jun's gaze wandering and the expression on his face changing, Zhao Tianci secretly said that the guy who likes to engage in consciousness theory, once he enters a certain circle, he will use his head to bite his tail and circle there.
But is that really good?
One moment, two moments, an hour passed, and Fan Jun still stood there dumbfounded, not saying a word.
"Brother Prince, you made Master Fan faint." Zhao Bocong turned to the side and whispered.
Zhao Tianci also began to worry, he wouldn't go around and couldn't get out, right?
Master Fan...... You...... You okay? He asked tentatively.
Fan Jun's eyes rolled, "His Royal Highness the Prince, if there is no rank, wouldn't everyone be able to do whatever they want?" The king is not a king, the minister is not a minister, and the program is often abolished, won't the world be chaotic? β
Zhao Tianci secretly cried out, this guy is really getting deeper and deeper. "Master Fan, that's what I said, you don't have to take it seriously, the current hierarchy is very good, only with goals will there be motivation, with motivation will there be motivation, with motivation will there be accomplishment, and only with motivation will things be done, and things will be done......" He really couldn't make it up, his mouth moved, and he couldn't say the following.
Fan Jun looked at his embarrassed appearance and suddenly laughed, "Hahaha! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is really thinking strangely, interesting, interesting! He said a few "interesting" in a row, and then sat down relaxedly, as if he had figured out some important joint, and tapped his fingers lightly on the tabletop, "The class that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said is very novel. That's right, classes must exist, and this is the responsibility of educating the people, and my generation of scholars must do it with all their might. Lao Tzu said, 'Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs; The saints are unkind, and they use the people as dogs.' Therefore, it is also the responsibility of our generation to assist the saints to achieve a generation of Ming Jun. β
Zhao Tianci was completely dumbfounded, where is it before and after, not next to each other?
Zhao Bocong didn't have so many eyes on him, he only heard the sentence "Heaven and earth are not benevolent" and "saints are not benevolent", and he didn't understand what it meant. Then he interjected and asked, "Master, what does Lao Tzu mean by this?" β
Fan Jun looked at the prince with a bitter face, smiled and asked, "Your Royal Highness the prince, how do you understand Lao Tzu's words?" β
Zhao Tianci was silently reciting in his heart, "Don't ask me, I don't know", Fan Jun's question came, he shook his head honestly, "I don't know!" I haven't heard of that. "He's not lying, he's been here since he's crossed over. I've heard this phrase for the first time.
Fan Jun refused to let him go, shook his head and said: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't have to be too humble, Lao Tzu has attained the Tao in his dreams, his feathers have soared, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince also has adventures in his dreams, you are a new saint in the world, you must have transcendent insight, and please ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to give advice!" β
Teaching? Teach a ghost! Zhao Tianci wanted to scold his mother. But he couldn't.
"Master Fan, I really don't know. Don't be embarrassed for me. β
Fan Jun looked at him with a smile and didn't speak, which clearly means that I know you know, say it!
Zhao Tianci saw that there was no way to avoid it, so he had to ask hard: "Master, what kind of bird is that 'dog'?" β
"Huh?" Fan Jun was waiting for him to make another shocking remark, but he was stunned when he heard this. "Prince, it's not a bird, it's a folk sacrificial item, it's a dog's head tied with grass."
"That's easy!" Zhao Tianci said proudly: "Lao Tzu means that heaven and earth are not good things, and everything is treated as a dog's head." A saint is not a good thing, he treats the people as dog heads! After speaking, he looked at Fan Jun triumphantly.
Fan Jun almost vomited blood on the spot, he slapped the table, stood up, and said angrily: "How can you dare to distort and defile the words of the saint like this!" β
"Huh? Am I not right? That's what he meant? Zhao Tianci really didn't think there was anything wrong with his understanding. But seeing Fan Jun's angry appearance, he was puzzled, isn't it just a sentence? How is it like digging your ancestral grave?
Fan Jun gasped, did he really not understand? Or are you playing dumb? No, he can export such obscure things, he must be pretending to be stupid! The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, so he simply threw the scroll in his hand on the table, and said angrily: "Does His Royal Highness the Crown Prince think that I am not worthy of being a teacher with you?" β
Zhao Tianci secretly screamed again, so he had to stand up respectfully, bow his head and say, "Master Fan, just teach me, I really don't know!" Even that Lao Tzu's real family name Li I only heard about it later, and I always thought that his surname was Lao. β
Zhao Bocong over there added very inopportunely, "Isn't Lao Tzu's surname Lao?" The surname Li should be called Lizi! β
Originally, hearing Zhao Tianci's words, Fan Jun's anger had already disappeared by half, but when he heard Zhao Bocong ask again, the nameless fire suddenly jumped up again, and he slapped the table suddenly, "How can this really be true!" He gestured to the corner, "Go there and stand!" β
"Huh?" Zhao Bocong, who was in a daze, obediently went to the corner of the wall to face the wall.
For the next half an hour, Fan Jun didn't say a word, sitting there lucky, and Zhao Tianci didn't say a word, lowering his head and thinking about his thoughts.
What could he think? Of course, I hope that this class will end soon, otherwise I may not know which sentence I will make this "Fan Daru" unhappy, so I will also stand with Zhao Bocong.
Fan Jun, who was lucky, suddenly realized that he seemed to be making a big fuss, the two of them together, they were not more than ten years old, is it a bit too much for him to do this?
He looked at the prince who closed his eyes and lowered his head, stood with his hands folded in front of his chest, and recited words in his mouth, he couldn't help but feel a burst of amusement, he took out two pamphlets from his arms and threw them over, "This is Lao Tzu's "Tao Te Ching", you two are familiar with it, and I will tell you sentence by sentence." β
Zhao Bocong was pardoned, grabbed the scroll and ran back to his seat. Zhao Tianci took the book and looked at it, it was all in traditional characters, but basically he knew it.
"What's wrong?" Fan Jun saw the prince flipping through the book with a painful expression on his face, and asked.
"Master Fan, I can't read!" Zhao Tianci told the truth.
"Oh!" Fan Jun glanced at him, and finally remembered that he was just a three-year-old doll, and he should not be illiterate. "It's okay, I'll read it to you, you memorize how to write each word, and practice more."
The prince is playing tricks again, instead of letting these people always regard themselves as prodigies, it is more comfortable to be a veritable three-year-old doll in a down-to-earth manner!
So he and Zhao Bocong began a boring and "slow" literacy process.
Although you can pretend to be illiterate, you can't pretend to write with a pen, because you have already shown your face in Lu Haowen, and you can only write how you want to write in a proper manner.
However, when Fan Jun saw the sticker he wrote, the question came again, "Your Royal Highness the Prince, since you are illiterate, how did you get this good handwriting?" β
"Huh?" Zhao Tianci was stunned, yes, how did he come? He stared at him and thought about it, and Fan Jun reminded him, "Could it be that it was also obtained in a dream?" β
"Ah...... Right! Quite right! Zhao Tianci patted his little hands that had not yet grown up, "The teacher is really a genius, you can guess it......"
Under Teacher Fan's sharp gaze, the prince swallowed back a large number of sycophant sentences, obediently lowered his head and continued to write.
"You must learn all the words in this book today, or you will not be allowed to go home!" Fan Jun coldly threw down a sentence, got up and walked out the door.
"All?" Zhao Bocong looked at the prince with a bitter face, "Brother prince, are you okay?" β
The crown prince gritted his teeth, "If it doesn't work, it has to work!" β
He was sure that his trick had been seen through!
Fan Jun stood outside the study and took a deep breath, the frustration in his heart rose again, what the milky little doll said was like a thousand sharp knives, poking his original self-confidence and morality into a thousand holes.
"Class? Equal? He smiled bitterly, he has been pretentious for so many years, and what is it for to get rid of the shadow officials? Don't you want to attain the Great Dao and benefit all people? Maybe by the way, you can go down in history?
It turns out that he is also a layman!
This doll prince is not a mortal! This idea in his heart is very firm, but the more this is the case, the more he feels that he is worthless, and what he has been pursuing for so many years turned out to be what people call "utopia"?
The crown prince Zhao Tianci didn't expect that his nonsense would have such a big impact and blow to this pretentious Fan Jun, and at this time he was copying the "Tao Te Ching"!
Although he is not a scholar of literature, he also has a slight dabbling in Chinese studies, and he has not heard of Lao Tzu's inaction and the theory that the avenue is invisible, but he completely disagrees, disagrees, or even opposes, so he doesn't read it at all. In his original world, like the stubborn Li Gang, black and white are the majority. So he copied and copied, he couldn't copy anymore, threw the pen away, and sat there and started to start.
"Inaction? Just go back to the primitive society, there is no law there, the weak eat the strong, do whatever you want! Zhao Tianci muttered in his mouth and kicked the table hard, grinning in pain.
"Brother Prince, what are you doing?" Zhao Bocong raised his head and glanced at him and asked.
"It's okay, my feet are a little itchy!" Zhao Tianci said while rubbing his feet.
He suddenly realized that he was changing, whether it was his style of acting or the tone of his speech, he was changing, could it be that his consciousness was being assimilated by this body?
He got goosebumps and shook his head violently.
"His Royal Highness the Prince, have you finished copying everything?" Fan Jun stood in front of him at some point, looked at the paper and pen on the table and asked.
"Oh, not yet, not yet!" Zhao Tianci hurriedly sat upright, picked up the brush, and continued to paint.
"Looks like we're going to have to teach him well." Fan Jun sighed, the words muttered by the prince could be listened to word by word, his own ideas may be too naΓ―ve, and others will not look down on him, but the legacy of the saints and sages must be maintained!
Therefore, he decided to continue to fight with this prince, for the sake of dignity! (To be continued.) )