At the end of autumn, the weather is getting cooler.
Although the sky had just turned white at this time, many students could not help but get up on the banks of the Weishui River in the ruins of the academy. Either servants fetched water, boiled water, helped wash up, or they ran to the river themselves.
, wipe it on a few times randomly...
The originally quiet riverside suddenly became lively and had a bit more life.
"It's dawn, wake up quickly."
In the simple tent, a student shook his sleeping companion and said, "Today is Mr. An's first lecture, how can you miss it?"
"Oh, I see……"
The companion was shaken into a daze and responded.
"You know why you still don't get up? You're late, where else is there a good seat?" The student asked, "How long did you talk last night?"
"Cockcrow..."
The companion was still talking in a daze, and then fell asleep again.
Seeing that he couldn't wake up, the student didn't scream anymore. He simply cleaned up and went to the river to wash up. Then he sat under a willow tree, munching dry food out of boredom, with envious eyes appearing from time to time.
By the river, most of the students were like him. They were relatively poor students, living in simple tents and eating the dry food they brought yesterday. They could not be like those disciples from rich families or noble families, who were like stars.
Like the moon, there are servants who are busy in front and behind, and all I need is the romance.
"I must become a scholar, and I must be able to open up the world in my mind..."
Some poor students secretly swore.
However, just after swearing, his soul was aroused and his eyes fell on those women.
On the banks of the Weishui River, in addition to literati and students and people in the city watching the excitement, there were also some female students, daughters of wealthy families, and women from brothels.
In this world, women's status is not low, and they can also read and write.
There are some female students in Tanxiang Academy, but they are not many, only a few dozen, and they mainly study the four arts of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Therefore, it is very normal to see women on the riverside. It is also normal.
Some brothel girls deliberately walked gracefully on the grass by the river to attract the attention of students...
This made some literati couldn't help but scold him.
In some exquisite bamboo buildings, there were female students or wealthy daughters. After washing, they couldn't help but discuss Feng Qingyan's appearance. The main reason was that he was too handsome, too otherworldly, and could not be ignored even if he wanted to.
Every time Feng Qingyan travels, he will steal the souls of some women.
The same is true this time.
Soon after, it became bright and clear, and the students all flocked to Feng Qingyan's usual place of morning reading, a hillside by the river.
The hillside is only a few feet high.
There used to be a pavilion here, but it has long since collapsed along with the academy. Now a prominent student has built a pavilion above it.
In the thatched cottage in the valley.
Feng Qingyan washed up and had breakfast, then accompanied by the seventh princess, he came to the hillside.
Because the hillside is not big, there are not many people who can stand on it. Therefore, students and others can only stand obediently at the bottom of the hillside. And those who can stand on the hillside are basically teachers from the county school, celebrities in the county, and disciples of powerful families.
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"Meet Mr. An."
"Meet Mr. An."
Along the way, students around him saluted, while Feng Qingyan nodded with a warm smile on his face.
"This, this is Mr. An? Too young, too young."
At the foot of the hillside, there were students who had arrived in a hurry yesterday and had not seen Feng Qingyan yet. They were shocked when they saw him. Although they had already heard that Mr. An was very young, hearing about it and seeing it with his own eyes were two different things.
"Yes, this is none other than Mr. An, who some people call a great scholar with a weak crown."
"Tsk, tsk, I can't imagine that I can't even imagine that I'm a great scholar. I just don't understand. I've only been studying for a few years and I've become a great scholar?"
"The appearance of dragons and phoenixes is natural."
"Looking at him, I feel as if he is integrated with heaven and earth, just like the legendary union of heaven and man."
"Sure enough, he is a man of unparalleled grace. He is truly a strange man in the world."
"Is it because you have become a great Confucian at such a young age because you have mastered the method of studying to nourish your energy? I even heard a rumor that the method of studying to nourish your energy is the foundation of a great Confucianism..."
"I have also heard of this rumor."
"Is that true?"
"This rumor is very likely true."
At this time, a scholar in his early thirties pondered and said, "According to records in ancient books, in the Tanxiang Academy thousands of years ago, all the great Confucians and sages mastered the method of reading to nourish Qi. It is precisely because they mastered the method of reading to nourish Qi.
Only by using this method can Tanxiang Academy achieve its thousand-year glory, but it’s a pity..."
After finishing speaking, the scholar shook his head and sighed.
"This method of reading and nourishing Qi has not been lost, but why can't it be mastered now?" Some students couldn't help but wonder, "Although there were four great Confucian scholars in the Song Dynasty, only Shi Angong understood it. It's really strange..."
"The method of reading and nourishing Qi cannot be mastered by practicing, but needs to be understood." Another scholar said, "Maybe our understanding is too poor."
"Ten people with hundreds of people can be said to have poor understanding, but it doesn't make sense with thousands of people."
"This does not make sense." A student nodded and said: "Even if there is a generation of people with poor understanding, it is impossible for all generations to have poor understanding. Moreover, it is impossible for there to be a generation of people with poor understanding..."
"What's the problem?"
"Who knows? If you knew, wouldn't you have found the root cause? If you had found the root cause, after so many years, you would have found a solution long ago..."
"Shh, Mr. An is ready for morning reading."
"Quiet."
on the hill.
When Feng Qingyan faced the east, the noise down the hillside quickly disappeared, and everyone immediately fell silent as if their mouths were covered.
Morning reading is still the Book of Songs.
This world also has the Book of Songs, and the content has not changed much.
Because the Book of Songs is similar, but the world is different, this leads to different understandings of the Book of Songs in different worlds, or even inability to understand it at all. This is because some worlds have not discovered these things, let alone the various styles in the Book of Songs.
Gu, etc., how can they understand?
Read through like this?
As for why there is a Book of Songs in this world, the content is also similar. Feng Qingyan has a rough answer in his mind...
Because no matter how many small worlds there are in the vast world of Kyushu.
However, there are only eighty-one true saints. They manifested in various worlds and taught people in various worlds. Moreover, the era of manifestation was so long ago that the era of the saints has become impossible to study and has even become a myth.
But the classics of various scholars have been miraculously handed down.
This is how the classics of various scholars came to be.
When Feng Qingyan spoke, white words spat out from his mouth one after another, expanding and spreading in the air, causing the world to resonate. His loud and charming reading sound echoed throughout the world.
time, echoing in everyone's hearts.
"Speaking of greatness!"
"This is the awe-inspiring spirit!"
"Sure enough, reading is a way to nourish your energy, and it is a very scary way to nourish your energy!"
Up and down the hillside, some literati students who experienced morning reading for the first time were shocked by the scene in front of them. Because the scene of "voicing awe-inspiring words" only existed in books and legends, and had never been seen with their own eyes.
In the Song Dynasty, it has been widely circulated that the method of reading and nourishing the Qi is the foundation for becoming a great Confucian. Unfortunately, the method of studying and nourishing the Qi is there, but few people have mastered it for thousands of years. Even Shi Angong is specious.
, and don’t really have a grasp of it.
"How come Mr. An spits out words one after another?"
A woman asked doubtfully.
"That's not words, but awe-inspiring. It's a voice that speaks awe-inspiring words, not words..." Someone couldn't help but answer, so they closed their eyes and listened quietly, and followed the charming sound of reading to feel the Book of Songs.
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Gradually, it seems that the whole person's soul has entered the magical world of the Book of Songs.
As the sound of reading echoed, he traveled throughout the world of The Book of Songs, appreciating the elegance of different countries, and seeing the customs of different countries, which made his soul tremble greatly.
Click——
He quietly broke through.
And he was not the only one who broke through.
Now, at the foot of the hillside and on the banks of the Weishui River, the number of literati and students plus the people watching the excitement has reached nearly two thousand.
Extremely spectacular.
Scholars accounted for more than half, so there was no shortage of talented students.
Moreover, their level is too low, but they have read a lot of books. Relatively speaking, their accumulation is okay. Because the way of this world is difficult to achieve, and it requires more efforts and more accumulation to achieve the same level.
realm.
And Feng Qingyan’s current morning reading is the catalyst.
Therefore, with his deliberate morning reading, countless students have achieved something, and many students have made breakthroughs.
On the hillside, Ning Song, who was about to reach his sixtieth year, suddenly trembled, and his whole body started to tremble slightly. It was not that he had understood the method of reading to nourish his energy, but that he had broken through and moved from the eighth level to the seventh level.
Already.
However, he was not excited, but listened quietly, reciting silently in his mouth and in his heart.
He felt like he was about to catch something.
However, it was always a little off, which made him extremely regretful.
He knows what this is.
During Feng Qingyan's morning reading, the mighty righteousness rose from the sky and the earth, shrouding the banks of the Weishui River like a heavy fog, shocking the students.
Today's Haoran righteousness seems to be more and greater.
At this moment, Ning Song shook off the distracting thoughts in his heart, but observed Feng Qingyan's every move, word and deed, and found that Mr. An was really integrated with the world. Although Mr. An stood there quietly in front of him, it made people feel...
I can’t feel it. It seems that the hillside is Mr. An, and the mountains in the distance are Mr. An...
Mr. An is everywhere and everywhere.
This made him suddenly stunned.
Harmony between man and nature?
Not only Ning Song felt this way, but so did everyone else on the hillside.
Mr. An is clearly right in front of you, but you can't feel it, just like a phantom.
At this moment, Feng Qingyan's body was also filled with an indescribable aura, which seemed to bring them into a magical world.
So in their eyes.
The surrounding scenery disappeared, and only Mr. An remained.
But gradually, even Mr. An disappeared, leaving only the charming sound of reading, reciting the Book of Songs.
In the end, they didn't even know whose voice the reading was.
But it seems to be the sound of Zhuzi reading.
It is the disciples who are reciting.
boom!
boom!
As if their minds were exploding, their minds suddenly became wider and they saw a wider world.
The horizons are broader.
They saw the distance, saw mountains of books, seas of learning...
Moreover, in the mountains of books and the sea of learning, we can also see figures who cannot study hard. There are scribes, literary ministers, great Confucians, and great sages...
This shocked them. Where is this?
However, they gradually ignored the shock and devoted themselves to the mountains of books and the sea of learning, reading eagerly.
I don’t know how long it took, but they finished reading a mountain of books...
As a result, some principles and secrets that they had not understood before were now quickly understood.
I see!
Many people marveled in their hearts and were about to continue studying hard in the mountain of books, but suddenly found themselves standing on the hillside.
This made them suddenly stunned.
Was it just a dream? But why was this dream so real? It was so real that they actually learned knowledge in the dream. The most shocking thing was that they really understood it and made a breakthrough silently.
.
This doesn't seem to be a dream.
But if it’s not a dream, what is it?
When they were shocked and puzzled, Feng Qingyan had already finished reading in the morning.
However, the heavy fog transformed by Haoran's righteousness did not dissipate. Instead, it turned into mountains of books and seas of learning...
The mountain of books and sea of learning they saw and read in their dreams were not only the result of their past accumulation, but also Feng Qingyan's knowledge.
Of course, it is considered relatively common knowledge, which is too profound for them to understand now. No matter what you learn, you need to take it slowly. How can you become fat in one bite? The great Confucians in this world are just writers.
Feng Qingyan's knowledge storage may be inferior to that of even a saint. In terms of practice alone, he is proficient in the practice of the nine meridians. How much knowledge does he have in the practice of the nine meridians?
However, in terms of knowledge alone, it is true that Wen Dao has the greatest amount of knowledge.
Because Wen Dao focuses on civilization.
What is civilization?
At this moment, Feng Qingyan stood quietly on the hillside, exuding a mysterious aura to help everyone enter the realm of dream consciousness. The realm of dream consciousness is a very magical wonderland. It may only be a few breaths outside, but it may be passed inside.
It may take several years, or even tens or even hundreds of years. In fact, it is precisely because of this that many students find that they have made a breakthrough after waking up from their dreams.
Because if you want to be in a dream, you have to take in too much knowledge.
Moreover, this knowledge is the knowledge that Feng Qingyan has roughly compiled, which can help them quickly learn more useful knowledge.
However, not everyone can enter the realm of dream consciousness.
There were nearly two thousand people by the river, but only more than a hundred people entered the realm of dream consciousness. However, almost everyone who entered the realm of dream consciousness had a breakthrough, and some people even broke through the minor three realms, that is, they broke through the third level.
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When Ning Song woke up from the realm of dream consciousness, he found that he had entered the sixth rank of Confucian scholar.
He just broke through two small realms in a matter of seconds.
"Haha, I opened up the world in my heart, I became a scholar, I became a ninth-grade scholar..."
Some students shouted excitedly.
In the Song Dynasty, there were not many scholars who opened up the world in their minds, but they were not so numerous that they could be seen everywhere. In a county with tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people, the number of scholars who opened up the world in their minds was only a few hundred.
Even if there are many, they are only in the thousands.