After the banquet, Fang Xin has lived in this Feili Garden, he watched coldly, and after a few days, he has already seen and understood all the people in the garden: He Xiang can keep a good foundation, naturally extraordinary, but he has no children under his knees, only two daughters, but he is very appreciative and fond of him.

Mrs. Chen is dignified and beautiful, she is steady, but she is a little restrained, but she is a good person, and she has been getting along for a long time, but she has become more and more gentle.

Needless to say, the two young ladies have very different personalities, but they are both good.

Fang Xin lives here, he himself has five hundred and eighty taels of silver, and he is naturally more generous to take care of his subordinates, but he doesn't control much, so don't let people think that he is ignorant and can be bullied.

Fang Xin these days, it is not in vain, he is dedicated to He Xiang to study, not only to learn many classics, but also to learn tea art together, and He Xiang every time he discusses with him, he is amazed by Fang Xin's erudition, as for the scriptures are a little incomprehensible and subtle, that is really a very normal thing, after all, he is only fifteen years old, can An can compare with the Confucian scholars who have been studying for decades?

But Fang Xin is also smart, saying that he has read more than 10,000 volumes, and his pen is like a god, in fact, this understanding is the same.

At the beginning, He Xiang also asked Fang Xin about the meaning of each scripture, but later Fang Xin answered like a stream, and he was completely relieved to read this verse, so after Fang Xin came, only a few days later, he held the scriptures every day and explained the subtle meaning, which is the homework of lifting people and Jinshi.

Fang Xin listened, but he always deducted the words "benevolence" and "etiquette" to understand the righteousness, and used the "middle and straight way" to understand its line and contingencies, plus countless scriptures in previous and later lives to compare them one by one. This learning has been made by leaps and bounds.

Even if there is something crudely in understanding, it is only slightly pointed out by He Xiang, and he understands that a volume of scriptures has been completed in less than a month, and he can already discuss with He Xiang.

After Fang Xin understood. Just say your own opinion. Although it is only a few faint sentences, but in the later generations, the scriptures, righteousness, and qi refining all have different essences and angles, and there are several deafening words, and sometimes even a word opens a door, He Xiang was inspired by him. There is also a feeling of enlightenment from time to time, so the two of them have studied the scriptures day by day, and every time they can't stop, they and Fang Xin have been talking for a long time.

Fang Xin didn't expect that he would really calm down and read the general idea of the scriptures, and only after reading the gist of the scriptures did he gradually understand the ambition and wish of Confucius that day. and the wisdom of cohesion.

Confucius Confucianism, in fact, is all about benevolence and etiquette, benevolence does not need to be said, only the misunderstanding of later generations, that there is a time of backwardness. A piece of benevolence can move the heavens, the earth, the sun and the moon, and as for this ceremony, there is no reason to be outdated.

Think back to the time of Confucius, walking the countries. Pursue education and pass on learning. Seeing how chaotic the world is, they crusade against each other. The people are bored, and the sentient beings cry, so Confucius took benevolence as the way all his life.

He also thinks that the multinational war, killing people all over the city, is really the reason for the collapse of the etiquette system, so he tries his best to advocate etiquette, in fact, this etiquette, the original meaning is order, a country with a complete order, naturally there will be no war.

Respect for the Zhou rites, but also the early Zhou order is complete, although the princes are vassals, in the end do not dare to use the sword soldiers, out of historical limitations, Confucius is not so much to respect the specific Zhou rites, but to respect the complete order.

However, Confucius was not allowed to display his talents and learn in his life, and the so-called benevolence and the so-called etiquette could only be made by himself - benevolence and disciples, and etiquette first set up disciples.

Later generations did not know that they could not grasp the great benevolence and great gifts implied in this peaceful and one-rule of the world, but they took small gifts and small benevolence as the way, until later it developed to the point where strict etiquette and religion can kill people, how can this be the original intention of Confucius?

Confucianism is benevolent and sacred, although it is related to heaven and earth, but the humane saying is not as good as the earth, not as good as the sky, and not as good as the avenue.

Thinking about the years of Lu Ai, Confucius is old, and the world is still chaotic, Lao Tzu said: "Heaven and earth are not benevolent, with all things as dogs, heaven and earth can not last long, and the situation is not human?" ”

But in Kongqiu's life, seeing the endless battles and the suffering of all sentient beings, how could he get out of humanity and ask the Great Dao?

In this world, what is lacking is goodness and order, so what he has been running all his life, calling for, and insisting on is this benevolence and this ceremony.

Zilu died calmly in the rebellion of the Patriotic Monarchy, and Yan Hui disappeared from the world after living a life of eating and drinking in the alleys for decades, and Xingren suffered from it!

In Confucius's view, his propaganda all his life is a spark, and he doesn't know when it will be extinguished, maybe what he did is all useless, however, just like his disciple Mencius, although he did not say "Although thousands of people have gone to me", he insisted on it all his life and said the phrase "I know what I can't do".

With one thought and one hold, it is already standing at the top of humanity.

Since Fang Xin went deep into this Fa, sometimes, reading these words and sentences, caressing the heart of this scroll, a human and sage life, just like this, inadvertently, tears flowed.

Reading the depths, feeling his great benevolence and sorrow, Fang Xin never imagined that he would have this day.

However, Fang Xin respects but does not worship, or rather, worships but does not obey, cleans up his mood, and studies the calligraphy by himself, of course, there is no Wang Xizhi in this world, but there are also other people.

Sometimes, after carefully completing the basic skills, I know that the delicate and graceful like a phoenix is really the condensation of a lifetime's temperament.

Sometimes, quietly practicing calligraphy, it seems that it is only a moment, and it is another afternoon, reaching the realm of Fang Xin, naturally reading and writing, all of which are advancing by leaps and bounds.

Some art is multi-meaningful and light-hearted.

Fang Xin pen, but to strive for perfection in shape, structure, pen meaning, and so on the foundation of the extremely mature and pure, and then inject its divine will, between the square inches, it will be transformed into heaven and earth, sprinkled with charm, until it reaches the "do as you like not exceed the rules"

Sometimes, practicing and practicing, even though he was the only one in the room, Fang Xin would laugh, the mystery of the golden circle of the way of the sword, almost as well. "My nephew's studies are really improving." On this day, Fang Xin had just finished writing a painting, and he was admiring it, but he saw someone coming from behind.

Fang Xin frowned slightly, and hurriedly got up to salute.

"You don't have to be polite, although reading is good and temperate, you should go out and walk more." He Xiang said lovingly, this young man, now almost like his son, saw him fascinated by reading, happy and happy, but actually distressed, and ordered a special meal for him every day.

Fang Xin came to his senses and asked, "How long has it been?" ”

"Idiot, it's December, and it's almost the New Year, but you don't realize it."

"Oh, no, but I forgot to reply to my mother, it's too late." Fang Xin was shocked when he heard that it had been almost half a year in the blink of an eye.

"It's okay, I'll send messengers every month, so you don't have to worry."

At this time, following He Xiang out, he found that it was snowing outside, he had holy power, and he was becoming more and more condensed these days, but he really didn't feel the cold attacking.

Going straight to the source of the heart, as if there is no outside, this is cultivation.

"Have you finished reading your scriptures?" Later, due to the increasing understanding, the speed of reading the Bible became faster and faster, which made He Xiang stunned, and he had to admit that there are indeed people in the world who are gifted with their intelligence.

"I'm done, uncle, the details aren't pure yet." Fang Xin said modestly, but in fact, the way of Confucianism has already been obtained, and the rest is just fire. "That's right, reading the Bible is a lifelong thing, and you must not be self-conscious, but you don't know how to purify." He Xiang said earnestly.

Fang Xin smiled: "I'm sorry for myself, oh, what's going on outside?" ”

He heard a commotion.

"Every winter, there are people who are not able to receive green and yellow, my family exempts some field rent, or gives some rice porridge, which can be regarded as a small expression, people can not starve to death, and next year, send them to work." He Xiang said lightly: "However, my family can only give ten buckets of porridge every day, and those who pass it are not waiting, which is also a matter of prevention." ”

Hearing this, Fang Xin looked at him, no wonder he also had a faint aura of merit on him, and he smiled at the moment, and said: "The little nephew has read a lot, but he has done nothing, it is better to let the little nephew preside over it, and the little nephew also has some silver, so it is better to add ten more buckets." ”

Reading this benevolence, you will naturally know how to do things.

"You have a very good heart, but where did you get so much silver?" He Xiang also knew that this nephew had done something very well, and his hands were relatively rich, and he usually had a good reputation for stroke.

"The little nephew bought two things at the stall, and he didn't want them to be antiques from the previous dynasty, but he made a small fortune for a while."

"In that case, then you can do it, and from today on, you don't have to study, you have to rest more." He Xiang has some thoughts, seeing that he has been studying for a long time, and he has made rapid progress in a short period of time, although he is still slightly worse than himself, but it is not difficult to move, maybe in two years, it will be eighteen-year-old Zhongju, nineteen-year-old Zhongjinshi!

Such talents, who are relatives and the sons of friends, can be let go? That's why it's still close.

Fang Xin didn't know what he meant for a while, so he responded immediately.