What Ling Yun didn't know was that this sentence was also Li Chuan's dream when he was young. Ling Yun's ambition was also his ambition, but it was only because of fate.
"Since you have such an ambition, you should work harder in the future. Don't be opportunistic, do useless work, and fall into this high-flying ambition."
"Students will remember this." Ling Yun bowed slightly and said respectfully.
"Are the books, paper, ink, pen and inkstone ready?" Li Chuan skipped the topic, stroked his beard and asked slowly.
"No, well, we didn't know what we wanted to buy originally, and we were afraid that we would buy the wrong thing, so we came here first..."
Ling Dashan scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Well, three hundred thousand is indispensable for elementary education. The high-quality books bound in the county bookstore are quite expensive, which is really not appropriate. I have three hundred thousand that I copied by myself. It is not as good as the one in the bookstore, but it is relatively affordable. I will accept three copies for you.
Would you like a tael of silver?"
Ling Yun originally thought that ancient enlightenment reading was the Four Books and Five Classics, or other classic books by celebrities.
I never thought that there are three types of scriptures: Three-Character Classic, Hundred Family Surnames, and Thousand-Character Classic, commonly known as Three Hundred Thousand.
In fact, it was different from what Ling Yun imagined. What he didn't know was that even in the eyes of ancient people, things like the Four Books and Five Classics were considered highly difficult content.
It cannot be used as an enlightenment textbook. Although the content of Three Hundred Thousand is not organized, it is catchy and easy to learn and remember for children who have just entered private schools.
Moreover, many people learn to read not to compose poems and lyrics and take the imperial examination, but simply to be able to read and write names.
Furthermore, in ancient times, due to the existence of subtle words and great meanings, even Haoshou Qiongjing could not read the classics in full.
Therefore, the ancients often only studied one subject and just read through the rest.
The most suitable age to study Confucian classics is often after the weak crown.
Moreover, regional sociology focuses on literacy, proficiency in culture, and understanding of law. At most, the Analects and Mencius are taught.
Therefore, the ancients entered primary school at the age of eight and learned basic cultural knowledge and etiquette such as "sweeping and sweeping to deal with advancement and retreat, etiquette, music, and imperial calligraphy".
At the age of fifteen, he entered university and studied ethics, politics, philosophy and other subjects such as "pursuing principles and correcting one's mind, cultivating oneself and governing others".
"Just do what Brother Li said, what else do you need to prepare?" Ling Dashan did not hesitate and made a decisive decision.
"A pen costs 30 cents, a yellow paper knife costs 30 cents, and a piece of ink costs 300 cents. The inkstone is the most precious, and it still costs one tael of silver." After Li Chuan finished speaking, he looked at Ling Dashan, who
nodded.
Seeing this, Li Chuan paused, picked up the abacus and said, "The total is...2 taels and 360 wen."
Ling Dashan was a little surprised when he heard the report, but he still didn't speak. He just put the pork and other gifts in his hand on the table.
When Li Chuan saw these things, he immediately spoke.
"There's no need to be so polite, just follow the rules and take everything else back."
Then he warned in a serious tone: "You should know the rules. Considering that your little brother is weak and weak, he still needs to supplement these things. A scholar also needs to be strong."
After a while, Li Chuan took him in, and his grandfather also went out and went home.
Ling Yun followed Li Chuan quietly, walked for a while, and then entered the room.
He handed him the three hundred thousand notebooks and a pen, inkstone, paper and ink, and then took him into the classroom.
There were several tables made of overlapping wooden boards, which were very low. The seat was a square wooden board with a piece of cloth on it. There were already five children sitting inside, about the same age as him.
Maybe it was because he hadn't been far away from home, so he felt strange looking at these people. But judging from the clothes on his body, they should look like a boy from a poor family like him.
"You sit down first and wait for a while before you can lecture."
Take Ling Yun to a place, let him and the others get acquainted with each other first, and then go out.
When he first walked in, everyone else was sitting politely, but as soon as Li Chuan stepped out of the door, there was an immediate commotion.
When they saw the new classmates, they all crowded around Ling Yun.
"My name is Luo Hu. I come from Luocun. I am five years old this year."
"I am Zhao Long, from Guangping Village. I am six years old."
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In this way, everyone may be from the same village or neighboring village, and they may also be children.
After a while, Ling Yun quickly exchanged names with them and learned their origins.
At chen shi, Li Chuan came in again and first helped us dress up our clothes.
Then we were led to a small room in the west. The door was opened, and in the middle stood a stone statue of the most holy teacher Confucius.
Li Chuan asked us to kneel down and kowtow to Confucius one by one. We should kowtow to Confucius nine times at a time before we could get up.
The Book of Rites says: The beginning of etiquette lies in correct appearance, correct color, and correct diction.
As the saying goes, first correct your clothes and then clarify your affairs. This is to hope that we will know the ups and downs and understand the gains and losses from now on.
In fact, Ling Yun was a little strange. After worshiping Master Kong, he did not worship Li Chuan. Logically speaking, there should be no mistakes in worshiping Master Kong.
After paying homage to Master Kong Xian, Li Chuan took us back to the school and asked us to sit upright. Then he took a red pen and put a red mole in the middle of each of our foreheads.
This is the so-called "cinnabar opening wisdom", also known as "opening the eyes of the sky".
It means to open up wisdom, and the eyes will be clear and the heart will be clear from now on. It also means that the children will have clear eyes and mind, and will be good at reading.
Next, Li Chuan took out the prepared drum and wooden sticks and knocked on the drum three times. Then he asked us to take the wooden sticks and beat on the drum, the louder the better.
Li Chuan banged the Minggu three times to show enlightenment, bid farewell to ignorance, and strengthen his determination to learn.
The purpose is to make children's eyesight and hearing sharp, enlightened, and successful in learning.
This is the so-called "beating the drum to express one's ambition", which means to express one's ambition.
The louder the drumming sound and the farther the sound travels, the greater the ambition.
Finally, it was time to start writing. Everyone prepared paper, ink, pen, and inkstone at their seats. Li Chuan wrote a human character on the wooden board in front of him, and then asked us to write accordingly.
After hearing the instructions, the people below opened their papers, inks, pens and inkstones one after another, and Ling Yun was no exception.
Ling Yun studied the ink and looked at the human characters above, and found that they were no different from modern ones.
So after he had mastered the ink, he directly wrote his characters on the yellow paper, but the handwriting looked a little awkward, really like a beginner's child.
This can't be blamed on Ling Yun, but he is not used to the way of writing calligraphy with a brush and always feels that it is not smooth when holding the brush.
Mr. Shangfang browsed through it and found that Ling Yun's writing below was crooked, but at least it was written and it was in its proper shape.
On the other hand, other people not only didn't write well, but they didn't get angry either, they just spoke gently.
"The human character is the first character you learn when you enter the classroom. If you understand it first, then you can write it down."
After finishing all the steps, the husband explained to us that the series of processes just now are called the opening ceremony.
The writing ceremony is divided into three categories: dressing up, paying homage to Confucius, cinnabar enlightening one's wisdom, beating drums to clarify one's aspirations, and enlightening one's writing.
The pen-opening ceremony, commonly known as "breaking the dream", is an ancient form of enlightenment education for children to start literacy and practice etiquette.
School children usually get up early and come to school on the first day of school, where their elementary teachers teach the most basic and simple principles of life.
They were also taught how to read and write, and then paid homage to the statue of Confucius before enrolling in school.
After completing these processes, it was already noon, so the teacher asked us to go back and have lunch. We should be here at 7:00 noon.
At the same time, he told them that there is a food manager at the school, but they only need to charge six cents of silver.
"Ling Yun, do you want to eat in school or go home?"
Ling Yun was just about to go out when Luo Hu's voice suddenly came from behind him.
"My home is close to here, so I want to go home to eat. I have already said hello to my family."
"Okay then, let's go have dinner." Luo Hu was a little disappointed when he heard his answer.
"Zhao Long, let's go."
After that, he said goodbye to Luo Hu and went out.
Ling Yun found that except him and Zhao Long from the same village, everyone else was eating in the school.
Ling Yun slowly walked out of the door and saw Da Wa waiting for him at the door. As soon as he saw him coming out, he happily stepped forward and asked.
"Shiro, are you out of school?"
"Sister, why are you here?"
When he saw the big baby, he was naturally happy.
"Grandpa said that you know the way and you have to go back by yourself. But my sister had nothing to do, so she stopped by to take a look at the school where Shiro goes to school. She has not been here before, and she never wanted to happen upon us, Shiro, after school."
Da Wa explained, as if she wanted to tell him that she didn't come to see him specially, she was just passing by.
Ling Yun knew that the eldest child must be waiting here specially for him to get out of school, but since she didn't want to admit it, he wouldn't expose it and just keep it in his heart.
Then he introduced to her the classmates he met in school today.
"Sister, this is Zhao Long, a classmate I met in school. He lives in the same village as us. Zhao Long, this is my sister."
The two people nodded to each other, indicating that they already understood.
"Zhao Long, let's go first."
"OK."
After saying hello to Zhao Long, Ling Yun followed Da Wa and walked eastward.
"Ah sister, let's go."
Because Zhao Long's home is in the west and his home is in the east, they went home separately as soon as they left home.
"Shiro, how was your schooling today? Did you get beaten up by the old master?"
While walking, Da Wa suddenly reached out and grabbed his hand, looking up and down, as if he was worried that he would be beaten by the old master.
"No, sister, actually the old lady is quite gentle."
Looking at the worried eldest child, Ling Yun explained patiently in order to stop her from worrying too much.
"I heard from Xiaohua that the old master is very cruel. He beats her at every turn and forces her to stand still at every turn."
The eldest child did not believe in the gentle temperament of the old master, and seemed to be thinking about what to do if her brother was beaten and it hurt.
"Sister, don't worry. My brother is very good. How could I be willing to whip me before I even like him?"
"That's right. Shiro has always been well-behaved, and the old master has never been so unreasonable."
After a heartfelt phone call, Da Wa allayed her worries.
"By the way, sister, now that you are out, who is preparing the food at home?"
Ling Yun suddenly thought about what to do with the food at home when the eldest child went out.
He was not worried that there would be no food to eat, but he was worried that if the adults came back later and had no food to eat, which would affect their work in the afternoon, they would probably beat her again.
"Silang, don't be afraid, the food is almost ready. When I come out, let Erwa watch it for me and just add a little heat."
Seeing his worry, Da Wa said mischievously.
"By the way, sister, we paid homage to Confucius this morning and learned Chinese calligraphy. My brother will teach you how to write in the evening."
"Okay, okay."
When she heard Ling Yun teach her how to write, she looked at him happily, her eyes full of expectation.
This chapter has been completed!