As soon as Yun Yi raised his head, he saw Zhuang Jing'an looking at him with a straight face.

Why Read?

Of course, it is for the sake of the privileged status of the reader!

The so-called Shinong industry and commerce are strictly hierarchical.

This is not just talk in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Although the merchants were wealthy, they had a low social status.

A gentleman values righteousness over profit, while a businessman values profit over righteousness.

In this social environment where Confucianism and Taoism are supreme, businessmen are almost synonymous with "villains".

If you want to live a chic and nourishing life in this society, in addition to earning enough wealth, the golden body of fame is also indispensable.

Of course, Yun Yi categorically didn't dare to say this directly to Zhuang Jing'an.

Don't look at the old gentleman's favor for himself now, if he really speaks his heart, it is estimated that he will be expelled from the door wall in the next second.

Well......

Let's use the standard answers that I read on the Internet in my previous life!

After thinking about it for a while, Yun Yi made a decision in his heart.

"Mr. Hui, students study to be reasonable, distinguish between right and wrong, and know shame!"

After listening to Yun Yi's answer, Zhuang Jing'an glanced at him with some surprise, nodded with satisfaction, and said:

"Yes, I didn't expect you to be able to say such a truth!"

"I just felt something in my heart, so I said it casually, which made Mr. smile."

Yun Yi scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Since I feel something, let's talk about it in detail."

Zhuang Jing'an took the tea bowl handed by Shen Youwei, took a sip lightly, and then added:

"It's not right or wrong in this matter, the old man just wants to hear your opinion."

Looking at Zhuang Jing'an, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, Yun Yi only felt that his head was big for a while.

It seems that the real school examination has just begun!

Fortunately, I often wandered around the Internet in my previous life, otherwise it would not be easy to get through today's level.

Yun Yi sorted out his thoughts a little, and then said cautiously:

"Students think that there is no book to read in vain in life."

"All the books read and the roads traveled will unconsciously change students' cognition."

"Although reading may not necessarily make students have a bright future on the gold list, reading can make students speak virtuously, do more than work, speak with rulers, and have a degree of playfulness!"

After reciting this famous quote from the president of Peking University, Yun Yi looked at Zhuang Jing'an with some apprehension.

"Yes, but in the old man's opinion, the pattern seems to be a bit small."

After listening to Yun Yi's answer, the light in Zhuang Jing'an's eyes, like a candle flame in the dark, first beat violently a few times, and then returned to darkness.

He has read books all his life and has always explored the meaning of reading.

In the eyes of others, he is a great Confucian in the literary world and a role model for scholars in the world.

But to this day, he has not been able to figure out what the meaning of reading is.

He felt like a rootless duckweed, seemingly conforming to the laws of heaven and earth, but at a loss where to go.

Nowadays, in the imperial court, from the first assistant to the county order, each of them is a leader among the scholars.

But in this world, there is still no wealth, and the rule of this official is still not clear.

Such a reality can't help but make Zhuang Jing'an, who is approaching the twilight of his life, even more confused.

He asked his childhood master, his classmates, and his best friends who had been friends for many years.

But the answers they gave were not satisfactory to Zhuang Jing'an.

Today, he saw that Yunyi's opinion was quite unique, and he couldn't help but have a glimmer of hope in his heart.

Maybe this talented and clear-eyed boy will have a different opinion!

It's just Yunyi's answer, although there are surprises, it is still not the answer he wants.

For a while, Zhuang Jing'an's old face was full of disappointment and loneliness.

After Yun Yi answered, he thought that Zhuang Jingan would praise him as usual.

But when he raised his head, what he saw was Zhuang Jing'an's loneliness like a candle in the wind.

Wasn't this old gentleman still talking and laughing just now?

Why did you become so depressed after only a while?

"Sir, what is your ......"

"I'm sorry, the old man lost his temper."

"To tell you the truth, the old man has been exploring the meaning of my generation of scholars and sages all his life."

Zhuang Jing'an, who came back to his senses, smiled at Yun Yi, but his eyes were still dark.

The old gentleman was one of the few erudite Confucians in the Great Zhou Dynasty, how could he not know what the meaning of reading was?

Listening to Zhuang Jing'an's answer, Yun Yi was directly stunned on the spot.

It turns out that the old gentleman's question just now is not the school examination, but he is really asking himself!

What's the point of reading?

There are many answers to this question.

Self-cultivation, Qi family, governing the country, and leveling the world.

Although the sages pointed out the direction for the world's scholars.

But this direction is like a mirror, which is unpredictable.

Yun Yi's answer just now, if it is defined by the sages, it can only be regarded as a self-cultivation Qi family at most, so Zhuang Jingan will say that he is too small.

As for governing the country and leveling the world, as a veteran of the Three Dynasties and a dignified emperor, I think the old gentleman should have already seen through the darkness and cunning of officialdom!

Looking at Zhuang Jing'an's disappointed eyes, Yun Yi couldn't help but feel a trace of pity.

This old gentleman is also pitiful.

In the eyes of others, he is a famous teacher and a great Confucian.

But he himself did not know what he was pursuing in his life.

If he doesn't give him a goal, I'm afraid that this question will become a knot in his heart that he can't let go.

As soon as he thought of this, Yun Yi got up and stood with his hands in his hands, and said loudly to Zhuang Jing'an:

"Mr. just asked, the student only answered half of it, and now the student has thought about it, and I would like to ask Mr. to comment."

After Yun Yi finished speaking, he didn't wait for Zhuang Jing'an to answer, and directly recited the four famous Hengqu sentences in later generations:

"My generation of scholars, born in heaven and earth, should seek four things in life: for heaven and earth, for the people, for the saints to continue learning, for the eternal peace!"

Yunyi's voice was loud and deafening.

After saying this, except for Shen Youwei, the rest of the people were dumbfounded.

In just a moment, Zhuang Jing'an's eyes were filled with muddy tears.

……

The sun has set in the west, and the cicadas are singing.

The two carriages slowly left Taoyuan Village and drove to the township road leading to Linjiang County.

A warm breeze blew through, and the corner of the curtain was lifted, revealing an old face.

Zhuang Jing'an's eyes were slightly red, but the corners of her mouth had a smile that could not be concealed.

In the woods on both sides of the road, the summer cicadas are still chirping hoarsely.

But in Zhuang Jing'an's ears, only Yun Yi's angry words echoed.

"Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open a peaceful ...... for all generations"

"Good! I Zhuang Jing'an has been pursuing the question of my life, and today I finally have the answer! ”

"Establish a heart for heaven and earth, and establish a life for the people...... Well said, well said! ”

"For the sake of the saints, for the sake of eternal peace, for the eternal ......"

"Yunyi Xiaoyou, the old man is old, but the old man really hopes to see the day when the world is peaceful!"

"Hah...... Ha...... Ha ......"

"Uh......h Woo...... Woo......"

Before I knew it, the murmur turned into wanton laughter, and finally into a cry of pain, startling a tree of birds returning to its nest.

Laughing, laughing old man to smell.

Crying, crying for a lifetime.

Zhuang Jing'an sat in the carriage and vented her emotions wantonly.

The coachman, who has been with him for half his life, couldn't help but secretly wipe his tears.

On the carriage behind, Zhuang Xinyan was already panicking.

Several times I wanted to come forward to investigate my grandfather's situation, but Han Qingyun grabbed her little hand.

She knew in her heart that what Mr. Zhuang needed now was not comfort, but catharsis.

Not only Zhuang Jing'an, but even herself, now recalling Yun Yi's expression when she said the four sentences of Hengqu, her heart still couldn't stop throbbing.