Just when Mr. Qin thought that he probably had some talent and felt sorry for the poor and short-minded behavior of a person who had joined a wealthy businessman's family, Ning Yi had already entered Yushan Academy in the early morning light, and for a whole
I spent the morning studying "The Analects" with a group of children and started to prepare.
Yushan Academy is not opened in a place called Yushan. It is a school run by the Su family privately. Of course, it will also accept outsiders with some connections, but the school is not big, mainly because there are not many people coming to study, and
Yushan is the name of a mountain in Su’s hometown.
Yushan Academy is located on a street not far from Su's mansion. It is not a street with dense shops, so the environment is quite quiet. It is surrounded by gray tiles and white walls, and a small bamboo forest. Please write "Yushan Academy" written by a great scholar.
" Hanging up the sign, it still has a somewhat scholarly atmosphere.
The academy currently has a total of forty-nine students and seven teachers, including Su Chonghua, the academy's mountain leader. In terms of proportion, the teaching force is strong. Su Chonghua himself is from the Su family. He was elected as a candidate in the early years and served as an official for several years, but unfortunately there is nothing much.
There are even rumors that he has committed crimes, and there are also two old men with official experience hired with high salaries. In addition to teachers and students, there are also servants such as cooks and handymen.
The Su family has put a lot of effort into this academy. Unfortunately, either the teachers are not very reliable, or the students happen to be dull. The academy has never produced any results. Some students who were trained before found that there is no hope for the imperial examination.
After that, most of them entered the Su family's shops, so the nature of this academy looks more like a technical college. If the family really wants their children to take the imperial examination and become an official, then they will probably let their children take the imperial examination in the 12th year of school.
Transfer to a better college before the age of 10.
Ning Yi has been teaching here for three days. Su Chonghua treats him well and will not make things difficult for him because of his status as a bride-in-law. People who have worked hard in society for a long time and are already mature have no need to do such boring things.
Considering that Ning Yi actually has no talent - everyone said so - he was asked to coach more than a dozen children who had just started their education. There were a total of sixteen children in this group, ranging from six to twelve years old.
There were even two little girls with pigtails, both of whom were relatives of the Su family, who were asked to learn some words. The previous teacher finished teaching the Classic of Filial Piety and began to teach the Analects of Confucius. Ning Yi taught them one morning every day, and was more relaxed in the afternoon.
Etiquette, music, archery, imperialism, arithmetic, etc. are mainly arithmetic, and the rest all depend on the teacher's mood and ability.
If you go to a better and more formal school, these things will be more standardized and detailed, but Yushan Academy obviously does not have this condition. As far as Ning Yi is concerned, teaching the Analects is actually quite simple. Of course, he cannot memorize the Analects.
Repeat or tell the approximate location of a certain sentence, but if it only requires being able to read and give a simple explanation, then it is really an easy task. Any modern person with a high school education may be able to give it a little time.
"The Analects" gives a specious explanation, of course, in vernacular.
Although in ancient times, real Confucian scholars studied the Four Books and Five Classics quite profoundly, and those who wanted to be profound were particularly profound. Perhaps the ancient prose written by a courtesan could put modern professors to shame. However, most scholars do not have the opportunity to receive too advanced an education.
They may not even be able to find a copy of Mencius after reading the Analects, but the minimum standard for teachers is very simple. To put it bluntly, it is enough if they can teach people to read. That was the case with Ning Yi's predecessor. He taught a group of children to read with great interest while shaking their heads.
When they arrive, they will give the most basic explanation of the meaning of the article. After a while, students will be required to strictly recite or write a paragraph silently. This is the test. If they cannot pass the test, they will be beaten.
The thing is very simple! Ning Yi doesn't plan to revise too much. An hour ago, he asked a group of students to recite the Analects of Confucius while shaking their heads - in fact, reading for two hours non-stop made Ning Yi feel very painful, but anyway, this
After helping the children get used to it, Ning Yi spent the first half of the next two hours explaining the content of an article, and then quoted from other sources, talked casually, told some stories, and told some real facts, which could be regarded as relaxing for these children.
This group of children is easy to teach. Although it has only been three days, Ning Yi can clearly feel the feeling of being a teacher in the classroom. The current group of children have no personality at all and do not show off their personality.
The children are the cutest. They cherish the opportunity to study. If they are not naughty, they will not be in the second grade. If you slap someone's butt swollen for some trivial matter, others will take it for granted. It is simply a teacher's paradise. Ning Yi teaches very comfortably, but it is only a third grade.
God, these children would be extremely satisfied if they read some scriptures and stories every day. When talking about these things, Ning Yi doesn't even need to prepare lesson plans or anything, he can just follow his instincts.
On this day, I started to explain a passage in the Analects about "Wealth and honor are what people want...", starting from the method of obtaining wealth to the way of doing business, with some "A gentleman loves money and gets it in the way" and so on.
Arguments and explanations. Ning Yi did this in his previous life. Regardless of ancient Chinese writing, if he simply wanted to express a piece of emotion, it would be enough to give lectures to doctoral students in a modern university. But in front of him was a group of children under twelve years old. He casually mentioned a few words about him.
I didn’t say much more, just gave a few small examples for fun, then talked about the six-ship train of Puyuan Poetry Club, and then talked about the Battle of Red Cliff, and started to tell the story of Red Cliff to a group of children.
The main story about the Three Kingdoms these days is Chen Shou's "Three Kingdoms". Ning Yi has not read it. It tells the routine of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. It has been modernized and polished by various literary and artistic works. It is full of interest and yy. From Cao Cao in the 1980s
Wan Dajun went south to Zhou Yu to fight Huang Gai, chain boats, and straw boats to borrow arrows. A group of children who had not heard many stories in ordinary times were blushing and excited. They spoke from time to time: "Sir, sir, what's next?"
..." The group of children became quiet during the middle of the sentence, because Su Chonghua, the head teacher, was walking to the side of the classroom and standing there expressionlessly with his hands behind his back. But even so, it could not change the excited expressions on the faces of the children.
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Since Ning Yi had already started talking, he naturally would not be distracted by such a trivial matter. He continued talking all the way. It was close to noon before he finished talking about burning the serial boat. Su Chonghua had been standing outside listening, and it was difficult to explain clearly.
What kind of expression is that? After Ning Yi finished telling the story, he wrote his favorite song "Red Cliff" by Du Mu on rice paper:
The broken halberd sinks into the sand, but the iron is not sold. It will be washed and washed to recognize the past.
The east wind refuses to cooperate with Zhou Lang, and the bronze bird spring locks Erqiao deeply.
There is no blackboard in the classroom, so it is very inconvenient to write. Now Ning Yi is somewhat passionate about the teaching career. While writing, he thinks that he should "invent" a whiteboard or something. Writing with charcoal is easier than using a sand table.
, after he finished writing, a group of students were busy copying it on paper. When he walked out of the door, Su Chonghua came up to him, with a smile on his expressionless face.
"The wise nephew is a talented person who has done in-depth research on the history of the Three Kingdoms, Wei and Jin. I think the story just now was taken from Chen Shou's Three Kingdoms, right?"
If Mr. Qin were here, he would have to scold Ning Yi, saying that he was making nonsense and misleading his disciples. In fact, the real Three Kingdoms is not so exciting. For example, Sun Quan actually started the project.
When he got out of the boat and wandered around, he was shot by arrows. Too many arrows were shot on one side of the boat and it almost capsized. So Sun Quan ordered the boat to be turned around and used the other side to bear the arrows, so that the boat could balance and sail away. Ning Yi could only
Su Chonghua had watched the TV series "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and so on. He had not watched "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" either. He had just listened to the story told by Ning Yi as a storyteller. He had enjoyed listening to it. Now he came over to praise him for his profound knowledge and fascinating story.
However, after a few words of praise, he also made some insinuations, not to be so polite to these students. If Ning Yi was already an old scholar in his fifties or sixties, the other party would probably not say this, but he
Now he seems to be in his early twenties, with not many hairs on his mouth, so he needs to be stricter with these children. Fang shows his majesty as a teacher. Obviously he is not satisfied with Ning Yi's "Analects" class but talks about the Three Kingdoms, especially about the Three Kingdoms.
It was so vivid, like a storyteller in a teahouse. Ning Yi nodded to accept the instruction, being humble and respectful, and turned his head as if he had never heard it.
Su Chonghua then invited him to have lunch at the academy. Generally speaking, ordinary small families eat two meals a day, and some can't afford even two meals. However, the Su family has a strong financial background, so they still add an extra lunch.
It's just informal, and sometimes cakes are used instead. Ning Yi declined the other party's invitation, went home and changed clothes, and then gave it to Xiaochan, preparing to wash it and return it to Mr. Qin, but he didn't tell her about falling into the river.
He said that she would not make a fuss about finding a bunch of medicine for herself to take. In the past few days when Ning Yi was attending classes in the academy, Xiaochan no longer followed him at all times, so she was free to deal with other things in the morning.
In the afternoon, he went to the Qinhuai River to play chess again. In fact, Mr. Qin was also a weirdo. Ning Yi had thought that he had probably been an official before. This morning, when he went to the other party’s house, he was even more convinced of this idea. There are many styles in that house.
The furnishings are unlikely to be what ordinary people can have. Coupled with the conversation and vision, it is really strange that such a person would go to the riverside to set up a chess stall every day.
When I came here today, there was already another old man playing chess with Mr. Qin here. The old man's surname was Kang. He was about the same age as Mr. Qin. He came from a well-off family and acted like an old man. He dressed in splendor when he went out and brought two young men and two maids with him.
Kai Dao, this guy looks stern and has a mean mouth, but he is very good at chess. Every time I see Ning Yi, he criticizes his chess play as "simply obscene", "no gentlemanly style", "how can he be so stubborn"
, "Junior is disgusting." He turned around and absorbed this chess strategy. After slightly modifying it, he fought with Mr. Qin. In fact, Mr. Qin had a higher level than him. After absorbing a new idea, he changed it without any fireworks.
Ning Yi has met a lot of people when he came here. Ordinary people, children who have not received much education or people who have received some education but still have rigid ideas. Whether they are pedantic or honest, their vision and way of thinking are indeed not as good as those of modern people.
He is so flexible, but when he reaches high levels, he is no worse than modern people. For example, Mr. Qin does not say anything verbally, but in his heart he is naturally digesting what he finds novel and thinking about the ideas and principles. The old man named Kang is
He talks about courtesy, justice, integrity, benevolence, righteousness, and morality, but when it comes to playing chess, he is still ruthless and cunning, and he doesn't care about anything. Of course, if it weren't for people like Ning Yi and Mr. Qin, they might not be able to see the cruelty in him. He is just worse than Mr. Qin.
, compared to ordinary people, it is still much higher.
Mr. Qin and several chess friends have been studying Ning Yi's chess moves recently. After all, they suddenly saw these novel moves, which are worth studying. Ning Yi doesn't have much humility towards the old man, and sometimes ignores Mr. Kang's moves.
He would blow his beard and stare, and sometimes say a few words to him: "You old man says one thing and does another. You are not a good person." "You dare to make this move, just go ahead! Try it out!" On weekdays,
Probably no junior would dare to talk back to Mr. Kang. The two had a small quarrel at the chess stall. Mr. Qin laughed beside him for a while. If Mr. Kang played against him, he would say, "Li Heng is right."
It makes sense." If the opponent was Ning Yi, he would help denounce Ning Yi's chess move as too unfair.
But even if they quarreled, it was okay to be malicious to each other. Mr. Kang initially treated Ning Yi as an ignorant junior to train him, but then he realized that this guy was indeed a worthy opponent, and the other party was completely natural and did not put himself in the junior position.
No matter what, Mr. Kang always brought a pot of good tea when he came over. He asked his servants to bring tea sets, tea leaves, and water, and the maid brewed it on the table of the tea stall next to it. Ning
Yi went over without being polite, took a cup for himself, moved a stool to sit by the chessboard, and after a while took a sip of tea: "Oh, Mr. Kang is going to lose."
The old man was calculating chess in his mind and raised his eyebrows: "You are a hairless boy who knows what winning and losing are. How dare you say such things while drinking my tea... Humph, I have a clever trick..."
He raised his hand to make a move, and Ning Yi coughed lightly. The old man's hand immediately stopped, looked at it suspiciously for a few times and then took it back. Ning Yi took another sip of tea: "This cup of tea is worth so much... Well,
What kind of tea is this?”
"You ignorant boy is really wasting your natural resources. Have you ever heard of Zisun?"
Mr. Qin was also tasting tea there, and he smiled and said: "Gu Zhu Zi Bamboo, good tea, but it's a pity to cook it on the street now. If I had known he would bring this tea here today, this game of chess would be the best
I'm going home."
But Mr. Kang didn't care. At this time, he finally thought about it and put down the chess piece: "Tea is for drinking. Everyone is very interested in chess and like-minded, so they drink the tea together. This is the most important thing."
What’s important is that tea is just a dead thing, born to please you and me. Only when you and I think it’s worthy of our mouths does it have value, why should we cherish it?”
"Mr. Kang said this with great dignity, like a big shot."
"What a big shot, I..."
"This old man, you lose."
"Well……"
Ning Yi patted him on the shoulder and stood up with a smile. At this time, the scenery along the Qinhuai River was pleasant. He walked away with the tea cup. Behind him, Mr. Qin was already smiling. Mr. Kang said: "How can it be like this..."
"Haha, I saw that you brought good tea today, Ming Gong. I wanted to cheat a few times and sneak in a game, but these words were so majestic that a gentleman should be in a relationship, and that's how it should be. I don't want to be pretentious anymore, hahahaha
…”
Elder Kang was obviously dissatisfied with the fact that he had brought tea and lost chess again, but he still admitted that he had lost. He called Ning Yi over and everyone reviewed the game, and then it was Elder Kang and Elder Qin who played.
Elder Qin told an interesting story about Ning Yi who fell into the river to save someone in the morning and was slapped in the face. Ning Yi was inevitably ridiculed by Elder Kang with schadenfreude. Later, he heard the two old men talk about the recent invasion by the Liao people in the north.
matter.
The sunshine in late autumn was still bright, but the wind blew on the Qinhuai River in the afternoon. After the game of chess was played, it was already late, so everyone went home.
Because the wind blew for half the afternoon, Ning Yi felt a little groggy when he woke up the next morning. He didn't know if he had a cold.