Xu Dajun was stunned for a moment, and the memory in his body's instinct opened his mouth and answered: "Knowing to stop can lead to concentration, concentration can lead to tranquility, tranquility can lead to peace, peace can lead to thinking, and thinking can lead to gain."
Mr. Fang continued: "Be poor without flattery, be rich without arrogance. How about that?"
Xu Dajun responded: "Confucius said: Yes, it is not as if one is poor and happy, but one is rich and good at courtesy."
"Zilu asked adults?"
Did you go from college to The Analects of Confucius all of a sudden?
Xu Dajun thought for a moment and said, "The Master said: If Zang Wuzhong knew it, if the public servant did not want it, but Bian Zhuangzi would be brave..."
"Everyone says that I destroyed the Mingtang. I destroyed everything? Already?"
This is not a university or the Analects of Confucius, what is it?
Xu Dajun frowned slightly and thought he was done. He couldn't find any knowledge or memory about this in his mind! He hadn't read it!
He stopped after just answering three questions?
Xu Dajun didn't answer for a while, and Mr. Fang was not in a hurry. He took tea and drank it leisurely, and said a word or two to Fang Changxu from time to time.
After a while, Xu Dajun cupped his hands and said: "Sir, this junior is stupid and really doesn't know."
This boy was not tall, with a little more flesh than skin and bones. He was wearing an ordinary set of thick cotton clothes, but he stood with his head held high, his eyes clear, and there was no sign of shrinkage on his face. He was no different from the rough-toned clothes they had seen in the past.
People in cotton clothes are all different.
Mr. Fang looked slightly sideways.
When a new student enters the class for the first time, introducing himself is a normal procedure. An idea flashed in Xu Dajun's mind, and he suddenly thought of a post he had seen before.
Mr. Fang nodded slightly, but Tong Fang Changxu said: "I can give you half as much as you should."
I know clearly in my heart that this is wrong behavior, but because of my scumbag nature, I go online as soon as I say it, and I can’t stop it.
They went through the back door, but they were also serious people who passed the examination and completed the training. If others had something to say, they had to find an explanation first.
After saying that, he looked at Xu Dajun and said: "Liu Lang, why don't you come and pay homage to your husband?"
The teacher's ruler struck the lecture, and more than twenty heads lowered their heads and fell back onto the books.
As soon as I entered, more than twenty pairs of eyes looked over.
Xu Dajun had heard it before, but he wondered if he got up early today? A fight started right before his eyes.
The front of the Fang family was used as a guest house and school, and the back was where the Fang family lived.
Fang Congyun was also slightly surprised.
Listening to this unique self-introduction, the lowered heads were raised one after another to take aim at the newcomers above.
Xu Dajun was stunned for a moment, but he reacted quickly, climbed up the pole, and respectfully performed the apprenticeship ceremony, "Student Xu Dajun, greeting sir!"
Fang Congyun looked at Xu Dajun carefully and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Xu Dajun looked forward and saw the gentleman above him looking at him. Suddenly, all the sleepy men ran away.
He also quickly glanced around and saw Fang Yuxing's surprised look, which seemed to say: You are so awesome! I knew you would definitely catch the eye of Mr.
I also saw three familiar faces.
After the lecture, students were asked to answer questions.
Mr. Fang put down the tea cup, glanced at Xu Dajun, and smiled with Fang Changxu, "You are only twelve years old, not bad."
It is honest to say that the Four Books are really not adulterated at all after only studying in college and The Analects of Confucius.
Peng Ruiyuan and Ma Yulin below were wide-eyed. Did this boy from the mountain really enter the Fang clan school? No wonder he dared to say that at the poetry meeting yesterday.
It can be seen that from ancient times to the present, students have been equally curious about new students.
He heard from his grandfather yesterday that this man was the great-nephew of the ninth uncle's mother's family. With this relationship, his grandfather would agree to give him a try in the school. He was not surprised.
Xu Dajun came today without bringing anything. He sat down with empty hands. The husband didn't give him a chance to buffer. He didn't even care whether he had a book or not. He just talked about himself.
Xu Dajun followed Mr. Fang through the corridor and entered a bright and spacious classroom.
The young man looked at his desk without looking over, but his fingers kept pointing forward, indicating something.
When Fang Changxu heard this, he patted Xu Dajun on the shoulder and asked him to stay while he left first.
But he was really surprised that Xu Dajun could catch his grandfather's eye.
"Let's make an introduction." Mr. Fang glanced at Xu Dajun.
It’s not like the various holidays we had in town before such as busy farming days, summer vacations, etc.
Thinking about the two poems yesterday, it's not surprising. Xu Dajun is really talented.
"That's natural. I'll bring Liulang with me when he goes to school tomorrow." Fang Changxu nodded.
well.
"Okay, I'll take him back first. Brother Qi is busy, so we won't disturb him." With that, Fang Changxu took Xu Dajun to say goodbye and leave. He had to go to the Yamen.
This guy is quite interesting.
Then he stood up, cleared his throat and said: "A certain person from Xiaohe Village, Jiangyang County, Yiyang Prefecture, Qingzhou, whose surname is Xu and whose name is Dajun. He is 12 years old. He has not yet received his crown, his name, and his wife. He is a newbie here. I would like to ask all my classmates to follow me."
Please give me some advice."
It's really hopeless freedom.
From the reception room to the classroom, one has to walk through a long corridor.
Xu Dajun's whole body was agitated, and all his reverie settled down. He hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Students, please remember your teacher's teachings."
Mr. Fang walked leisurely with his hands behind his back, and Xu Dajun followed behind, taking a peek at the surroundings from time to time.
Fang Changxu said with a smile in his eyes, "I still need Brother Seven to teach me well."
Drowsily, his sleeve was pulled by someone. Xu Dajun yawned and turned to look at his deskmate, asking with eyes, "Why are you pulling me?"
Xu Dajun also didn't expect that today he just came to visit his husband, but he was accepted so smoothly. He was accepted as soon as he was accepted. He won't let him go for a day, and he is going to sit in the school?
I heard from Fang Yuxing that the Fang clan only takes a ten-day holiday to celebrate the New Year throughout the year. On weekdays, except for holidays, they only have two days of holiday every month.
I only felt a line of sight falling on my head, and for a moment, he said, "When you enter the school, study should be the first priority. Those who study, remember to meditate."
Xu Dajun was stared at by so many people, and he instantly recalled the past. At that time, when he returned to his hometown after transferring from another place, and entered the class on the first day, wasn't it the same?
Mr. Fang said, "It doesn't matter if you go one day earlier or later. Now that you're here, let's go sit in the classroom first."
Everything was as usual, and it didn't seem to be any different because there was one more student.
Suddenly, Mr. Fang stopped. Xu Dajun couldn't react in time and almost bumped into his back. He took two steps back and stood up with his head bowed.
The teacher didn't say anything about old classmates taking good care of new classmates and new classmates getting along well with old classmates. He pointed to the first seat, asked Xu Dajun to sit there, and then started to teach.
Seeing him looking over, the teacher said: "Cultivating one's body is to correct one's mind. What do you think?"
This sentence comes from college. Xu Dajun is very familiar with it in his mind. He can recite it up and down if asked, but now his husband wants him to understand this sentence in his own words.
Xu Dajun's mind was in knots, and he couldn't think clearly for a while. His brain was almost running out, so he organized some words and answered.
We don't know whether it was good or not. I just know that after answering the question, the husband looked at him twice before letting him sit down.