After waiting for a long time, seeing that Xia Yuan still didn't say a word, Wang Shouren couldn't help but ask, "Mr. didn't speak, but he accepted the disciple?" ”

“......”

Seeing that he still didn't answer, Wang Shouren directly hit the snake with the stick, "Why doesn't the teacher speak?" ”

“.......”

"The student was swept away by his father today, and there was nowhere to go, so in desperation, the student had to go to the teacher, get a place to stay, and just learn from the teacher....."

Wang Shouren was chattering to himself, Xia Yuan finally came back to his senses at this time, and interrupted: "You wait for a while, I didn't promise to be your teacher, and besides, didn't you just say that you didn't need me to take you in?" ”

"Just now, I was friends with my teacher as equals, and I was already cheeky when I asked my teacher for advice on weekdays, how could I be embarrassed to let my teacher take me in again?"

Xia Yuan was shocked again, "So what do you mean.... As long as you worship me as a teacher, you are embarrassed to let me take you in? ”

“......”

Wang Shouren was speechless, but Xia Yuan could see that this thing seemed to think like this.

He was in a state of indescribable mood at this moment, this person who looked very honest, why did he have so many eyes?

"Okay, I don't agree to be your teacher, and you don't want to be called by your teacher, I'm not worthy."

"The apprenticeship is serious about the student, not on a whim today, and it is not an idea born after being kicked out of the house by his father and being seen nowhere."

Speaking of this, Wang Shouren's face swelled with a little shame, "It's a shame to say that I was taught by my teacher before, and I should have apprenticed to my teacher early to serve as a teacher, but the students always felt that their teacher was too young in their hearts, and they thought that at my age, worshipping a teacher of such an age is really, it is really shameless." ”

"Yes, yes, yes, so don't worship it, it's too embarrassing." Xia Yuan's chick nodded like pecking rice.

"Teacher, please listen to the student."

Wang Shouren went down for another week, Xia Yuan hurriedly avoided and didn't accept this salute, but he didn't care, but continued: "Today, the student proposed to conscience according to the unity of knowledge and action, and the heart is reason, what the student's conscience means, I think the teacher must know." ”

Xia Yuan said angrily: "I don't know." ”

"Then the student will explain it to the teacher, this is to the conscience..."

"Alright, I don't need to explain, I know." Xia Yuan's heart is very tired now, what does it mean to have a conscience, he knows.

I checked it in my last life.

Or it should be called Gewu and conscience, Du Niang said that it was this Wang Dasheng who gave different explanations according to Gewu Zhizhi in "University".

In his view, learning from things is not at all about observing something to gain knowledge.

Grid is a ruler, or standard of measurement.

A thing is a person, an object, or a thing.

To be caused, found.

Knowledge is not knowledge, but the meaning of conscience.

To put it simply, when you meet an event or a person, you use this measure called personality to measure it and examine your own heart, am I doing this?

Don't make excuses for yourself, let alone deceive yourself, and don't have any interest considerations, just think according to the standard of right and wrong in your heart.

If you think it's right, you do it, and if it's not right, you don't do it.

In this process, find the conscience of your own heart, and do good and eliminate evil.

Therefore, students are constantly examining their own hearts, whether they should be taught by others, or not? Because I am too young, I don't treat each other as a teacher, is it right or not? ”

Speaking of this, Wang Shouren sighed, "The student has done something wrong, teacher: preaching, teaching, and solving doubts." My teacher preached to me, taught me a profession, and also solved my doubts, naturally I am the teacher's teacher, why am I stuck to my age, I feel that my face is damaged and refuse to apprentice, this is a big mistake! ”

After hearing this, Xia Yuan couldn't help but fall into deep self-doubt, have I preached to him, taught him, and solved his doubts?

In addition to the unity of knowledge and action shouted under excitement, I obviously only said that the heart is reasonable.

And he still looked at his haggard and emaciated appearance, and he felt that he couldn't bear it.

As a result, when it comes to this guy's mouth, it becomes a preaching and karmic solution?

Forget it, it's better not to debate with this guy.

According to the history books, a group of disciples and grandchildren of this saint were bored when they were in Longchang, and they started classes when they had nothing to do, which shows that he must be very eloquent.

So I definitely can't argue with him.

Of course, it's even more dangerous if you argue it, because this guy is also very good at punching and kicking.

It's not Xia Yuan boasting, just a punch, Wang Shouren has to kneel on the ground and beg him not to die.

You must know that this is not only a saint, but also a super fierce man who can fight bloody battles and quell rebellions, just look at the height of more than one meter and eight, you know that his personal force value must be extremely high.

Especially since this guy is still being kicked out of the house, there is no place, the so-called barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes....

After thinking everything through, Xia Yuan took a deep breath, forced a few smiles from his face, and then took out a few broken pieces of silver from his arms, "That, you take this silver and go down to find the shopkeeper's room." ”

"Mentor ....."

"Okay, don't talk about those useless, the shopkeeper should be taking account of the accounts below, you hurry down now, otherwise people should leave in a while."

Wang Shouren's eyes showed a little moved, and he didn't shirk, and reached out to take the silver, "Thank you." ”

"What are you polite with me, go quickly." Xia Yuan smiled and beckoned to Wang Shouren's back, until the back was gone, he immediately turned around and went back to the house, then closed the door, and closed the latch by the way.

At this time, Zhao Yuerong, who had been hiding behind the curtain and watching the excitement, walked out, and asked out with some doubts: "Husband, why don't you let that person worship you as a teacher, aren't you Xie Yuan?" ”

After watching it for so long, she finally understood the situation, the person named Wang Shouren wanted to worship her husband as a teacher, but her husband was unwilling, and said that he was not worthy.

"Xie Yuan is not even a fart compared to him, that is a saint, who dares to be a master for him?"

"Saint?"

"Uh, future saint, okay, let's not talk about him, are you sleepy? If you are sleepy, you will go to bed first, and your husband will continue to write. ”

As he spoke, Xia Yuan sat down on the chair in front of the table, and the manuscript full of words had already accumulated a large stack, but he couldn't rest, he had to hurry up and write to the end, take the manuscript and sell it, and then run home.

He didn't want to stay with the saint all day long, and then listen to him shouting one teacher after another, which made people panic.

Ready to stay up all night and fight tonight, Xia Yuan picked up the brush, but before he could dip it in ink, there was a knock on the door again.

"Teacher, I am tired of opening the door, and the student has a new understanding, and I want to have a long talk with you."

“.. Talk about, I'm going to sleep! ”