Lu Chen looked at the embarrassed Li Wushuang, and his heart was secretly refreshed, others use jade to describe people, and Li Wushuang has reached the point of seeking flaws in white jade, completely like a jade carving, I am afraid that only Gongzi Hanyu can be compared with him in this world, but it is a pity that Mu Hanyu is a man and cannot make a pair.

But then again, it must be very difficult for Li Wushuang to find a wife like this, because women are ashamed of themselves in front of him, even if they hold hands, they are afraid of staining this piece of white jade, Lu Chen constantly slandered in his heart, when he was in the village, although he was always called a little black baby, but it was still very white, and several old men often complained, how could a barbarian be so weak, Lu Chen was not ashamed but proud, because he felt like A Man and other team leaders with a lump of muscles, a little disgusting.

Lu Chen's brain was also spinning rapidly while slandering, what do you want to talk about to shock this peerless son......? Lu Chen looked at the children below who were sitting more upright after the arrival of the peerless son, if it was too difficult, he would deviate from today's lesson.

For seven or eight-year-old children, maybe Mengxue is suitable for them, such as the hundred family names, the three-character scripture, the thousand-character text, and the disciple rules are very good, but some of them are too superficial.

Lu Chen slowly sorted it out, and when he made a decision, he chose the Sanzijing, as a classic of ancient enlightenment, has educated countless generations, and it has its own reasons, and although its content is concise, it is meaningful.

Stretched out his hand and flipped through the textbook on the table, then closed it, "Today is the first lesson I have given you, so I won't talk about these boring things, just wait for your original tutor to talk about the things in the textbook." ”

Li Wushuang is not surprised, listen carefully, if nothing else, he will be the next palace master of Changyi Jixia Palace, and he will definitely deal with the palace master of Taixue Palace in the future, Xuanhuan and Changyi are both descendants of Emperor Xuanyuan, the imperial family is surnamed Xuanyuan, the relationship is very delicate, they compete fiercely against each other, and the border of the land is also constantly disputed, but when one of them is suppressed by other forces and can't raise its head, they will help each other, just because of this relationship, the Xiqi Dynasty that rose later did not dare to be too presumptuous.

Lu Chen looked down and continued: "I will teach you a very interesting poem, although this poem is simple, its meaning is very broad and profound. ”

Li Wushuang was inexplicable in his heart, he was still indulging in the verse just now, except for that hint of ridicule, it was very beautiful, the news he received from the spy said that the master of the Taixue Palace of this generation was too young to be useful, and he didn't need to care, but now there was some accident in his heart, and the news of the spy seemed to be wrong.

Lu Chen frowned, there are only some tables and stools in this lecture hall, and there are no blackboards or anything like that, usually the tutor talks about students reading books on it, but there is no textbook for what he wants to talk about, and the speech is simple, if you just listen to the pronunciation, it is likely that there will be mistakes.

But it's not a big deal to have no blackboard, he reached out and took out a stack of papers, which he prepared for painting various strains, pasted the paper on the wall with vitality, and took out a charcoal pen to write directly the beginning of the three-character scripture, "At the beginning of man, sex is good." ”

"Follow me. Every time he wrote six words, Lu Chen stopped and asked the students to read along.

"At the beginning of people, the nature is good, the sex is similar, the habits are far away, the sex is not taught, the sex is the move, the way of teaching, the way of teaching, the noble to specialize, the former Meng's mother, choose the neighbor, the son does not learn, the machine is broken, ......"

The sound of the book is loud, and the children's voice is crisp.

Li Wushuang and Ye Zhiqiu, who was standing at the door, felt a little more solemn in their hearts, the students around them seemed to have changed something, and the students who didn't like to read much before also followed the Tao seriously every word and sentence, as if there was a force in the dark that drove them to remember this.

The sky above the building where the lecture hall is located suddenly became very clear, without a trace of variegation, as if nothing could bear to disturb the lecture, a visible sunlight shone on the building, making the building look particularly dazzling and solemn, several consciousnesses converged in the sky next to it, and the wind and clouds stirred for a while.

Ye Zhiqiu glanced up, and said in his heart, have several great Confucians also found out?

The Taixue Palace is full of enchantments that isolate consciousness exploration, but it can't stop several great Confucians who have dedicated their lives to the Taixue Palace.

Not far away, Ah Man looked up at the sky for a while, and only after finding that there was no threat did he withdraw his gaze.

The consciousness intertwined in the sky refused to leave, Ye Zhiqiu looked at the sentences written on the paper word by word on the podium, and suddenly understood in his heart why Li Xianren unexpectedly chose such a young person as his successor.

As Lu Chen read aloud with more than thirty students, an invisible solemn momentum was radiating around, the parties may not know, but Ye Zhiqiu felt it clearly, with such momentum, handed down, a poem that could be passed down was actually born in this situation, although he didn't know how many achievements the book written by Li Wushuang could suppress luck, but judging from the momentum formed by this poem of the palace master now, at least it can also suppress luck.

There are a total of 1145 words in the three-character scripture, every word is beautiful, it didn't take long to write it completely, Lu Chen looked at the students and Li Wushuang who didn't blink their eyes below, this Li Wushuang looked serious, Lu Chen was a little embarrassed in his heart, he thought this was here to make trouble at first.

"Now I will explain to you that human nature is inherently good, and whether human nature is good or evil has not been determined since ancient times, but I hope that human nature is good......"

There are many things that need to be understood by oneself, and it is not rigid and needs to be interpreted word by word, Lu Chen probably talked about the good and evil of human nature, and then began to tell the story of Meng's mother and son.

Although there are only about 1,000 words, the Three Character Sutra contains more than 50 stories, and each story is a model of great significance and education for the world.

After Lu Chen finished telling the story of Meng's mother and godson, there seemed to be something more in the hearts of these ignorant half-grown children below, Li Wushuang seriously pondered every word and sentence that Lu Chen said, the more he thought about it, the more it was not simple, he didn't expect a few words, but it actually implied such a great story.

Lu Chen was about to continue to talk about the next allusion, when Ye Zhiqiu suddenly interrupted: "Palace Master, this poem is simple but far-reaching, an allusion will benefit these children a lot, let them understand it for themselves first, and it will not be too late to explain it later." ”

Lu Chen said in his heart, too, talking too much may not be good.

"Changwen Zhiqiu is the first person under several great Confucians in the Taixue Palace, why are you so stingy today, Wushuang still wants to learn from the emperor. Li Wushuang said, his eyes were full of longing.

Ye Zhiqiu glanced at Li Wushuang, how could he not know the other party's thoughts, this is a masterpiece, the person who learns will increase his own luck, and his own luck will increase the luck of the dynasty, the other party is not a person who is arrogant, how can he let the palace master continue to speak, he deliberately interrupted, without the palace master's explanation, it will be beneficial for the other party to bring this poem back to Changyi, but without the palace master's interpretation, it will inevitably lead to misunderstandings, and there will never be more mystery when luck increases.

"Wushuang Gongzi laughed, I heard that the "Tianxia Fu" written by Wushuang Gongzi is also a masterpiece that can be passed down to the world, so it is better to explain it to our students. Ye Zhiqiu looked at Li Wushuang, not embarrassed in the slightest for what he had interrupted just now.

Li Wushuang was stunned for a moment, and put away his longing eyes: "It's me who has overstepped." Just like this poem, even if he returns to Changyi and immediately writes the poem and teaches it to the people of Changyi, Xuan Huan will not blame, but the righteousness in the poem can only be understood by himself.