"A gentleman has no food to eat, no place to live, is sensitive to things and cautious in words, he has the right way and righteousness, and he can be said to be studious.

This means ...... It means ......"

At the station of the Confucian Society, Wang Zhixin was holding a jade book and cross-legged, in front of him was Duanmu Ci and Yan Yuan, and behind the three, there were quite a large number of Chang'an Juku students in green clothes.

Some of these students have spiritual yuan fluctuations on their bodies, while others do not, obviously the students of the Academy of Literature and the Academy of Truth coexist.

The Confucian Society has developed extremely well in Chang'an, and it seems to have an indescribable vitality, and even some literati and writers who are not in Chang'an are interested in getting in touch with this somewhat brand-new doctrine.

Wang Zhixin solemnly explained the Dao Zhili recorded in the jade book in his hand, and in the realm invisible to ordinary people, a faint spiritual light bond differentiated from him, and established a kind of hazy connection with these students who were sitting down and listening.

A kind of humane qi that seems to have never appeared in this realm, is mixed between heaven and earth, and is silently growing, as if there is some subtle connection.

It happened that when he entered the state, Wang Zhixin chanted loudly and highly, and his face, which was already difficult to make expressions, looked even more solemn, and the students seemed to be gradually getting better, sinking into the resonance of Tao and reason, and they were fascinated.

But at this moment, Wang Zhixin seemed to feel something, stopped talking, subconsciously raised his head to look at the sky, and looked in the direction of Zhen'an a few times.

"Master Wang, what's wrong?"

In the crowd, some students voiced their doubts on behalf of everyone.

Wang Zhixin came back to his senses and squeezed out a smile-

"Nothing......

However, perseverance does not deserve the title of this teacher, and this brother must not torture Wang. ”

He stood up, took his big sleeve, and bowed deeply.

"However, Master Wang has taught us, teachers, so those who preach and receive karma to solve doubts also have a precedence in hearing the Tao and a specialization in the arts. A student responded.

"Yes, there is no order to learn, and the master is the teacher. ”

"Yes, it is extreme, whether it is Zhang Shaolang's establishment of the Confucian Society, or the gentlemen answering questions, or Brother Duanmu, Brother Yan, and Brother Zeng handling all kinds of things, and now now, Brother Wang does not hesitate to preach, and for us and others, we can be teachers. ”

"If you want me to see, although we have privately intersected with each other as brothers, it is not too much to be commensurate with a few teachers when it comes to preaching as we do today. ”

Originally, these students may have only gathered together for networking or various purposes, but after Wang Zhixin's preaching in recent days, they have truly felt the benefits brought to them by the Confucian Society, and they have also been attracted by this highly contagious doctrine.

If nothing else, they were also the same as Duanmu Ci and others at that time, they really felt the benefits brought to them by Confucianism, so that the cultivators' souls were condensed and clear, and the ordinary people were close to the heaven and earth, and pushed open the door.

It's just this kind of thing, Wang Zhixin and Zhang Qinghe shared it without hesitation.

These ordinary students think that they can't do it, but it doesn't hurt their reverence for Zhang Qinghe and Wang Zhixin.

"That's it...... That's it......"

Wang Zhixin is also a person who is not bound by the world's vision, and he is too lazy to spend his effort to excuse himself. He even remembered Zhang Qinghe's words in the jade order-

"In the future, you are the one who holds the bull's ear among the Confucian scholars. ”

Wang Zhixin sat back on the futon, the jade book in his hand was spread out, he just felt clearly that the night of Xu Dong's accident, the kind of very intimate and familiar, and it seemed to come from the unknowable high heaven, the inscrutable aura of the avenue, knowing that it was Taisu Shangzun who had moved again.

He pondered for a moment, and then said to the group of students who were waiting for him to continue preaching:

These doctrines are not put forward by Zhixin, but Zhixin also hopes to do his best to carry forward Confucianism together with you. ”

"Isn't it really Mr. Shaobai's initiative? Or did Zhang Shaolang borrow Mr. Shaobai's mouth to say it?"

The student asked curiously.

Wang Zhixin shook his head without a trace when he heard Li Shaobai's words, and when he mentioned Zhang Qinghe later, he also had some hesitation, but it was only for a moment, and he shook his head again and denied it.

"What ......?"

The students were puzzled, and most of them also confirmed the idea in their hearts, it must be from the inheritance of a certain predecessor, otherwise how could there be such an anti-heaven effect.

"I don't know where this doctrine was established?"

Wang Zhixin didn't think too much about facing the questions of a group of people, and he had already prepared the draft in his heart.

Although Duanmu, Yan Yuan and the others also looked at him with some confusion, Wang Zhixin was still an old god, silently flipping through the jade book handed over to him by Zhang Qinghe.

He straightened his throat, and poured out word by word as if he were as heavy as a thousand even-

"There is no way in the world for a long time, and God will use Suzi as a wooden duo.

Zi Suzi, the most holy master of my way!"

Wang Zhixin didn't wait for everyone to ask who Suzi was, and began to silently recite the Confucian classics integrated by him, and he had the right to let this group of students guess silently, the word Suzi is worth playing, and those who are good at divergent thinking can't be involved in Li Shaobai and Zhang Qinghe.

However, in fact, from the standpoint of Wang Zhixin, since he said the word "Suzi", it seems to have established a clear source for Confucianism, and the light of the spiritual bond connecting him and Taisu suddenly became more than a little clearer.

Although there was no excessive reaction between heaven and earth, as if they were trapped, there was a strange feeling of suffocation, but the kind of qi that belonged to Confucian scholars began to be born between heaven and earth.

There was a rare hint of joy on the solemn expression of the king's persistent recitation of the scriptures.

The inexplicable aura between heaven and earth converged even more, and even some students who had a deeper understanding of Confucianism could clearly feel the strange changes around them.

Needless to say, this change is a good direction, and they have become more able to concentrate and calm their minds, and it is easier for them to enter a state of spiritual practice.

"There is one more thing I want to discuss with you. ”

After Wang insisted on speaking today's scriptures, he spoke between the unfinished expressions of everyone.

"Master Wang, please speak. ”

Everyone spoke very neatly, and they could be said to be convinced by Wang Zhixin, who had come up with such a method and handed it over to them.

"Persistence has gained a lot recently, and in recent days it happens to be idle, if you want to listen to Persistence's nagging, at this time in the past seven days, Persistence will be waiting in the society. ”

As soon as Wang Zhixin's words fell, many people were overjoyed.

"Also, I insist that since my Confucian Society wants to be close to the people's livelihood, then we must not turn the people away, and I will continue to share the gains in the future.

Wang Zhixin stood up in the stunned gaze of the crowd and looked at the north of Chang'an, where Zhen'an Pass was located.

He pondered with some apprehension......

Brother Zhang, I can only help here......