"Hey—"

"Huh?" Lin Yao turned around and saw the little river snail cocoa crawling onto the mouth of the water tank again.

"What's your name?" Coco asked, stunned.

"My name is Lin Yao!"

"Lin Yao. ”

Coco called out, and in the blink of an eye, slipped down the tank again.

Facing this impolite little river snail spirit, Lin Yao really felt a little helpless, so he could only shake his head and go alone.

Lin Yao didn't say much, so they were each happy, and at this hour, of course, they had to go to breakfast. When Lin Yao returned to the east wing, he didn't say anything, he sat in front of the window reading a book as before, and it was still quiet in the soundproof barrier.

As the sun rises, the light and shadow in the east wing gradually shrink and gradually dissipate outside the window.

"Young Master. Daffodil Xue Ya suddenly called softly.

"What's wrong?" Lin Yao asked.

"There was no sunlight and it felt so cold. Xue Ya responded.

"You have to absorb the essence of heaven and earth as usual, don't think so much, you won't feel cold. ”

"Oh. ”

Xue Ya immediately did as she said, and the aura of heaven and earth gathered to naturally stimulate the heat of the demon pill, and she really felt warm in a moment. Lin Yao, who continued to read with his head down, smiled, for the demon cultivator who had already attained the Dan, if he couldn't easily resist even this level of cold, hundreds of years would not be in vain.

Two days later, the sun was still shining through the windows and the snow was melting.

"Young Master......"

Hearing this voice, Lin Yao, who was reading leisurely, raised his eyes to look at Xue Ya, but found that this slight cry did not come from her.

Suddenly, Lin Yao naturally knew who this call was coming from, and turned his head to look at the water tank, but he couldn't help but be a little curious. Because the carp spirit only asked her about it in the early morning before yesterday, Lin Yao asked her, and only then did she respond to Lin Yao's words, usually just muttering to the little river snail spirit in private, and I never saw her open my mouth other than that.

"Yunxiu, is there something wrong with you?" Lin Yao suddenly asked.

"I—" The carp spirit Yunxiu wanted to speak and stopped.

"Say it!"

"I want to hear from you...... Read poetry..."

"Reading poetry?" Lin Yao was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing.

"Is it okay?" Yunxiu's soft voice made Shen Yu hear.

"I'll read the Book of Rites to you!" Lin Yao replied lightly. In recent days, Lin Yao has been enjoying reading the "Book of Rites" in his hand, and the "Book of Songs" has been put back in the study, but he is not so enthusiastic.

"Good. Yunxiu couldn't tell what "The Book of Rites" was, and only thought it was the title of the poem.

"Okay, I'm going to read this "The Mean" for you now. Lin Yao jumped out of the chair, holding the open "Book of Rites" in his hand, but he did not put it in front of his eyes but behind his back, holding his head high, "The destiny of heaven is sex, the spontaneity is the Tao, and the cultivation is the teaching." Those who are also in the Tao do not need to be separated from it, and those who can leave it are not ...... in the Tao."

The clear sound of reading started in the east wing. Listening to the four creatures who listened to Lin Yao's reading, Yunxiu, Xueya, Coco, and Whistle were even more confused than the other. The sound of reading continues, and the "Mean" chapter has more than 3,500 words, which can be regarded as very long compared to the short poems of a few crosses and a few hundred words of long.

Yunxiu originally wanted to listen to the "Book of Songs", but Lin Yao read to her the "Mean" chapter of the "Book of Rites" at hand, but it was not a casual perfunctory. Because in this "The Mean", there are more "poems" and "poems" than "Zi Yue", which contains a lot of content in the "Book of Songs", and there is no lack of insights and wonderful explanations about these verses.

Lin Yao read the entire "The Mean", and a full quarter of an hour passed, and the three little goblins were immersed in the sound of winding beams, all of which were in the clouds. The three little goblins are obviously difficult to understand, after all, the soul is incomplete, let alone the first time to hear such a reason, even if a very intelligent person only listens to it once, the content that can be understood is probably limited.

Lin Yao's reading stopped, and the east wing was silent. In the silence, Lin Yao heard a subtle voice muttering in the water tank, which was from the carp essence.

"Shiyun: 'To Huai Mingde, don't be loud. Zi said: "The voice and color are to turn the people into people, and the end is also." 'Poetry says ......"

After listening carefully, it turned out that the carp spirit Yunxiu was silently reciting, and Lin Yao couldn't help but smile slightly. Confucius said: "There is no class in teaching." Although Yunxiu is a goblin, looking at her attitude of reciting with heart, isn't it a true portrayal of what Confucius said in "The Mean" that "studious and almost knowledgeable"?

Yun Xiu in the water tank muttered the last few words, and muttered from the beginning without slackening. Lin Yao put his hands behind his back, looked out the window leisurely, and listened quietly. After repeating it, Lin Yao listened to her silently recite the correct content alone, but it was only thirty percent.

Suddenly, Yun Xiu muttered from the beginning again, and Lin Yao also listened quietly, and she silently recited the correct content this time, which was even less.

Yunxiu muttered from the beginning again, Lin Yao could hear her silently recite the correct content, only about twenty percent.

Yunxiu bubbled, and then muttered from the beginning again......

Lin Yao was not in a hurry, but he was concerned, thinking that he was once as old as a carp spirit, and he was confused in the world, and he was really a little nostalgic.

As the saying goes, "Hard work pays off." Yunxiu worked tirelessly, worked so hard, and the heavens still lived up to the demons of her heart, and she insisted that she memorize nearly twenty percent of the content.

Half a day and a night, quietly passed, and it was a sunny morning.

"Young Master......"

Yun Xiu called softly.

Lin Yao looked back at the chair in front of the window and looked at the water tank.

"What's the matter?"

"Can you read the Mean again?"

"Yes. Lin Yao agreed neatly, jumped off the chair, and paced boldly, "The destiny of heaven is sexuality, the spontaneity is the Tao, and the cultivation is teaching." Those who are in the Tao must not be separated from ......"

In the blink of an eye, another six days have passed, and the "The Mean" chapter in Lin Yao's hand has been repeated every day for seven consecutive days, that is, he has read it seven times. Through the unremitting efforts of the past seven days, Yunxiu has also firmly remembered the entire "The Mean" in his heart.

In the evening of that day, Lin Yao still heard Yun Xiu muttering in the water tank.

"If one person can do it, he will do it for a hundred. Ten people are capable, and they are thousands. If you can do this, although you are foolish, you will be clear, and if you are soft, you will be strong......"

There were bubbles in the water tank, and Yun Xiu chewed on this content carefully, as if she was unpredictable, and as if she had understood. Lin Yao couldn't help but sigh in his heart: It's really rare, and it's really embarrassing for her.

In the following days, Yunxiu naturally wanted to listen to books at this time every morning. Lin Yao no longer read "The Book of Rites" to her, but read her the relatively simple and timeless "Analects".

Zi said: "Reviewing the old and learning the new can be a teacher." In addition to experiencing the correct interpretation of this sentence, Lin Yao also has another feeling, that is, reviewing the past, knowing the new, and being a teacher, such a beautiful thing that kills three birds with one stone, why not do it?

Zi said: "Those who know are not as good as those who are good, and those who are good are not as good as those who are happy." "Enjoy it, be happy and self-sufficient, time always passes imperceptibly, and the end of the year is getting closer and closer.

Zi said: "People have no long-term concerns, but they must have near-term worries." This day was the nineteenth day of the lunar month, and Lin Yao felt a familiar energy in a trance, and he was already approaching Yingang......