Chapter 1173 The water doesn't flow, the birds don't chirp, and the beasts don't roar
Even though the county academy has gathered talented young people from all counties, there are still many new students who have not yet opened up their minds.
Most of the teachers in the school are bachelor's degree level.
And the gentleman with a bachelor's degree.
Very few.
In the Song Dynasty, becoming a ninth-grade scholar was roughly equivalent to a "scholar" in other worlds, and was also the lowest threshold for entering the scholar-bureaucrat class. Becoming a "scholar" meant having "fame" and receiving certain recognition in the local area.
Respect will also bring you various privileges.
For example, they were exempted from the labor force and did not have to kneel when they met the magistrate.
The county magistrate cannot torture him at will, and he can report to the county magistrate in case of official matters.
Therefore, not all scholars are qualified to be called "scholars", only those who have opened up the world in their minds are qualified to be called "scholars".
Others can only be called "students".
besides.
The literati in the Song Dynasty were generally Confucian scholars at the bachelor's level. Of course, older middle-aged and elderly scholars could also be called "literati"...
For students with relatively ordinary qualifications, to open up a world of ambition and become a ninth-grade scholar is undoubtedly quite a talent.
Naturally excited.
After all, not all students can become scholars.
There are countless students in various counties and counties who have studied hard for most of their lives but have not opened up their minds.
A lifelong regret.
"Haha, I opened up the world in my chest, I opened up the world in my chest, I became a ninth-grade scholar." A young man in his twenties laughed excitedly, his face turned a little red, and he clenched his fists tightly at the moment.
Looking inward, I have indeed opened up the world in my heart.
It's not an illusion.
His qualifications are very ordinary. Logically speaking, it would take at least ten years of hard study before he could open up his mind.
Moreover, it is only possible, not certain.
However, because of Feng Qingyan's existence, Chendu and Haoran Zhengqi were like catalysts, helping him break through that layer of paper.
The main reason is that he has accumulated enough.
If he were in the world of reincarnation, he would have already opened the Wen Palace...
Opening up this world is actually similar to opening up the Wen Palace.
"I'm lucky enough to be able to break through."
A young scholar opened his eyes, with uncontrollable joy on his face, but he pretended to be calm.
He finally changed from a seventh-grade scholar to a sixth-grade scholar.
At the age of twenty-four or five, becoming a third-grade scholar can be said to be a genius.
As time passed, scholars continued to wake up from the realm of dream consciousness and found that they had basically broken through.
Even if I haven't broken through yet, I feel like I'm about to.
"Ninth-grade bachelor!"
A young man in his mid-twenties laughed.
Becoming a bachelor before his third birthday will definitely make him famous, and his life will undergo earth-shaking changes from then on.
It can be said that he has been on a meteoric rise since then.
Because being able to become a bachelor before the age of thirty means that you also have the qualifications to become a quasi-confucian.
That is, Confucian scholars.
In the Song Dynasty, there were not many quasi-confucian scholars, only twenty or thirty people.
"Brother Chen has entered the scholar realm?" A companion next to him asked in shock, with a look of envy on his face. Although he was almost the same age as the other man, he was only a fourth-grade scholar.
It is very difficult to go from a first-grade scholar to a ninth-grade bachelor, just like a chasm in the sky.
There are at least hundreds of scholars in Tanxiang Academy, but how many bachelors are there? If you don’t count the teachers and teaching assistants in the academy, and there are none under the age of thirty...
Generally speaking.
Students can only study in institutions of higher learning for five years.
However, there are of course exceptions, such as extraordinary geniuses, such as taking the back door, etc.
"I'm lucky enough to hear the holy message today."
The new bachelor suppressed his excitement and nodded, saying as calmly as the wind, "Mr. An is really a strange person."
"good."
The scholar nodded in agreement.
Although he didn't break through, he felt like he was about to.
As long as he is given some more time, in less than half a year, he feels that he can enter the third rank and become an upper-third rank scholar.
"Congratulations, Brother Chen."
"Congratulations, Brother Chen."
At this moment, the scholars around him congratulated him one after another.
However, there are still a few people who directly break through, only a few dozen people.
But even this is enough to shock the students and people at the foot of the hillside. Does this break the situation? Although there are nearly two thousand people gathered at the foot of the hillside, only seven or eight hundred people can be regarded as scholars, and only literati.
Three or four hundred. However, dozens of people breaking through at the same time can really shock the world. Even Ning Song was shocked.
If today's incident were to spread, it would definitely cause a sensation in the entire Song Dynasty and shock the entire literary world.
There will also be countless literati coming.
It was just one morning reading to make dozens of people break through. This might not even be possible for the great sages of the Holy Academy to do, right?
Is this really just a great scholar?
Instead of Daxian?
Ning Song couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.
Moreover, every word and deed of Mr. An seems to be more than a Confucian scholar, and seems to have various charms.
Like the legendary saint.
However, the other party is really too young, so young that even his own son is older than him.
How could this be Daxian?
Mr. An was a great Confucian at such a young age, and he already shocked the entire Song Dynasty.
As for the saint?
This is simply impossible.
Even in the Holy Academy, there may not be half-sages, and Mr. An is not a disciple of the Holy Academy.
"Seventh Princess, have they broken through?"
The young guard beside the seventh princess couldn't help but said with some shock and confusion.
He is not a scholar, but a talented warrior, so he is not sure about the situation in front of him and wonders if they have all broken through.
"Breaking through."
The seventh princess nodded, feeling equally shocked inside.
"In less than half an hour, dozens of people broke through? This, this..." the young guard said in shock, a little unbelievable, "Why did they all break through at once? Did Mr. An ask them to break through?
?”
"yes."
The seventh princess nodded.
If not Mr. An, then what could it be?
"Mr. An, what a strange person, he can actually help others overcome difficulties." The young guard couldn't help but exclaimed, "Even the great sages of the Holy Academy can't do this, right?"
"It can't be done."
The seventh princess answered firmly.
"Then..." The young guard was stunned for a moment, then said: "Since even a great sage can't do it, how can Mr. An do it if he is just a great scholar?"
"Didn't you just say that Mr. An is a strange person?"
Seventh Princess said.
"..."
The young guard was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "Princess, have you broken through the realm? I just seemed to see a white light flashing on you. This should be the sacred image of breaking through the realm..."
"broken."
The seventh princess said lightly.
A seventeen-year-old first-class scholar was very rare in the entire Song Dynasty, and could never be counted on more than one hand.
Moreover, she is only seventeen years old.
One is that she has extraordinary qualifications; the other is that she has great resources. The four great Confucians of the Song Dynasty can all be said to be her teachers...
besides.
During this period of time, she took care of Feng Qingyan's food and daily life, and Feng Qingyan would give guidance or enlightenment from time to time. Without Feng Qingyan's guidance and enlightenment for more than ten days, and only today's morning reading, it would be difficult to break through.
After all, he is too young.
Being young means not having much experience and insufficient knowledge accumulation.
Confucianism pays most attention to accumulation.
If there is not enough accumulation, no matter how extraordinary the talent is, no matter how amazing the quality and effectiveness, it is impossible to make rapid progress.
"Congratulations princess."
The young guard said in surprise.
If the princess can become a bachelor before the age of eighteen, she can get more say in matters.
The seventh princess didn't say anything. She glanced at the students at the foot of the hillside and her eyes fell on Feng Qingyan.
There is only wonder in my heart, sir, he is truly a man from heaven.
At this time, Feng Qingyan stood at the highest point of the hillside with his hands behind his back, about three feet away from everyone.
He stared directly at the red sun, not knowing what he was thinking about.
The heavy fog transformed by Haoran's righteousness still shrouded the hillside and the former Sandalwood Academy. Although the morning reading had ended for a while, the fog did not dissipate for a long time.
It takes about as long as a cup of tea.
Feng Qingyan started his lecture directly, and what he lectured was "The Book of Songs".
The Book of Songs is one of the most important classics of Confucianism. All Confucian disciples must read the Book of Songs. If you can read the Book of Songs thoroughly and clearly, you will definitely have a smooth journey on the road to spiritual practice...
One "Analects of Confucius" can rule the world.
A "Book of Songs" will be released tomorrow.
As long as you understand the Book of Songs, you can understand the world, all things, heaven and earth...
This is the power of the Book of Songs.
What Feng Qingyan said was not profound, it was too profound, and they could not understand it at their current level.
As he spoke, white words still floated out of his mouth.
The mouth is vomiting greatness.
on the hill.
The students who were standing before they knew it sat down and listened carefully.
The look is relaxed, natural, and intoxicating.
Moreover, Feng Qingyan's voice was full of charm, as if it brought them back to ancient times, to the prosperous age of the philosophers...
as time goes by.
On the banks of the Weishui River, only Feng Qingyan is left, which is full of charm and contains a mighty voice.
It seemed that even the sound of wind and running water had stopped.
The water didn't flow, the birds didn't sing, and the animals didn't roar. They all lay on the ground and listened, with expressions on their faces that they seemed to understand but were enjoying immensely.
Although the wild beasts cannot understand it, to their ears, it is undoubtedly like the divine music of fairy music, which is extremely beautiful and makes them feel comfortable both physically and mentally.
The same is true for the people who come to watch the excitement.
He looked intoxicated.
They couldn't understand any great principles or read the Book of Songs, but they could understand the style of the poems.
Many puzzles in my heart seemed to have answers at this moment.
But the scholars and other literati were shocked, it turns out that this is the Book of Songs...
After Feng Qingyan's voice fell, scenes of ancient scenes seemed to appear in their minds, making them feel as if they had returned to the ancient customs.
Feng Qingyan's lectures are even more amazing than his morning reading.
His voice can penetrate the soul and make goosebumps all over the body.
One by one, the scholars broke through silently during his lectures, but they didn't know it and had been intoxicated by Feng Qingyan's voice.
At this moment, everyone seemed to have entered the world of The Book of Songs by Feng Qingyan's voice.
Everyone's heart trembled.
Feng Qingyan's lecture lasted an hour.
When he stopped, no one on the hillside was awake. Even the common people who had not read the book were immersed in the world of the Book of Songs.
You don’t need to be literate to appreciate the customs.
To understand the truth, you also don’t need to study.
Feng Qingyan looked around with a smile and then walked towards his thatched cottage.
After he left for a few moments, Ning Song and other students from the school woke up from the world of The Book of Songs. But the first thing they did when they woke up was shock, and then they were still shocked...
Is this a dream?
Just now, I seemed to be in a dream again.
It is still a dream of entering the world of The Book of Songs, extremely real.
At this moment, Ning Song and other students from the academy were stunned and could not recover for a long time.
When they came back to their senses, Feng Qingyan had long since disappeared, but they did not look for him in a hurry, but looked deeply at the students and people at the foot of the hillside.
"this……"
There was a scholar who wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't describe it. Then, he found that he had broken through. Finally, he had broken through.
He had not broken through the realm of morning reading and dream consciousness before.
Now it's finally broken.
He is a fifth-grade bachelor, and now he has entered the fourth grade. He is also very hopeful of entering the third grade and becoming a third-grade bachelor.
"Haha, I, I broke through again."
As time passed, students and people gradually woke up, and heard some scholars saying extremely excitedly.
Breaking through again.
This word "again" shows that he has also broken through before.
Now it actually broke through again, which shocked the surrounding scholars.
"Haha, I finally broke through, I finally became a scholar, Mingming, I finally became a scholar."
Some students said excitedly, crying with joy as they spoke.
Most of the people who came to watch the excitement felt physically and mentally relaxed, and the depression in their chests had long since dissipated.
It seemed like my whole body became relaxed.
"Who is this Mr. An? How could he let the students break through?" Some people asked with doubts on their faces, "Can this still be done? Look, how long has it been since they broke through one by one?"
"It's amazing."
"This Mr. An is so awesome."
"It would be great if my baby were here, maybe he could become a ninth-grade scholar."
The people were also talking a lot, and some looked quite excited.
"By the way, will Mr. An still read in the morning?"
"Will you still give lectures?"
"How long will Mr. An stay? Will he stay forever?"
The riverside suddenly became noisy.
"Hey, how can I see inside my chest? Ah? My heart is gone, it's over, it's over..." A commoner was stunned for a moment and worried, "No, why did my chest become a piece of ground? This is
how?"
"What?!"
"There is a piece of land in the chest? This, how is this possible?"
"Where?"
"It's just a piece of land..."
The people around were stunned when they heard this. Didn't this open up a new world in their hearts? However, the other party was just a hawker selling spicy chips.
And he has never been to school.
"This is the world in my heart!"
"You have opened up the world in your heart? Have you become a ninth-grade scholar?"
The people around the hawker were all ordinary people. They were all extremely shocked at this moment. A hawker who had never been to school actually opened up the world in his heart?
However, although the hawker has never been to school, he knows a lot of words.
But others won't care.
now.
An illiterate common man, after listening to Mr. An's lectures, actually opened up the world in his mind and became a ninth-grade scholar.
boom!
The riverbank seemed to explode.
The literati around him were shocked when they heard this and couldn't believe it.
But those students who study hard but have not opened up the world in their minds have wonderful expressions. I have studied hard for years, or even ten years, but I am not as good as a hawker selling spicy noodles?