Seeing Song Mu preparing for Master Xun's exam, all the sad-faced children immediately raised their heads and stared at the two of them intently.
Yesterday, Song Mu had given them an earth-shaking understanding, and today they wanted to see if Song Mu would still perform brilliantly.
Especially Song Mu's behavior just now, which was like flipping through a book randomly, made them want to know whether Song Mu could really memorize the book by doing that.
Everyone present had different feelings, and Pan Wenhao, who was beaten in court, was even more resentful.
I was slapped in the face by Song Mu a few days ago, and I was originally waiting for my father to teach him a lesson.
But he didn't expect that when his father came back this morning with two dark circles under his eyes, he immediately warned him not to mess with Song Mu again in the county school.
Pan Wenhao had never seen his father's embarrassed look in his life.
And the source of all this is Song Mu in front of him.
The deflated Pan Wenhao really wanted to see Song Mu deflated.
At this moment, Song Mu had already walked up to Master Xun, shook hands and stood with a somewhat confident expression on his face.
Master Xun also raised his eyes to look at Song Mu, and now he opened the book in front of him with a serious expression.
Regardless of Song Mu's current status in the eyes of the county magistrate and the imperial edict, as well as the dangerous scene yesterday, if he failed the exam, he would still have to lose his job.
Master Xun, who was thinking this way, pointed to "The Doctrine of the Mean" and asked Song Mu to start reciting it.
"Destiny is called nature, self-discipline is called Tao; cultivating Tao is called teaching..."
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"... He repeatedly conveys Ding Ning's meaning to others, which is very profound. How can he fail to study it with all his heart?"
In Song Mu's original world, "The Great Learning" and "The Doctrine of the Mean" were originally written by Cheng Zi of the Northern Song Dynasty. Zhu Zi singled them out from the "Book of Rites" and listed them as the four books together with "The Analects" and "Mencius". However, in this world, these
The two books were written by the great Confucian who created literary power. The words and sentences in the articles basically come from the "Book of Rites", so there is almost no difference in content.
After listening to Song Mu's recitation, Master Xun also nodded and took out another book of "The Analects of Confucius"
Song Mu began to recite again, with appropriate pauses and clear enunciation. His voice became louder and louder, but he had a somewhat Confucian feel.
The children in the audience stared at the books and compared them with what Song Mu had recited, but found that there was not a single word difference, and their eyes suddenly widened.
In the past, they only knew that Song Mu was familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, but they did not expect that he could reach such an extent.
As he finished reading the book, Master Xun looked very satisfied. When it was all over, Master Xun also squinted his eyes, stroked his chin and said "good".
But at this time, Master Xun did not stop. Instead, he suddenly said to Song Mu.
"Then do you understand the meaning of this?"
"All the students remember it."
"Oh?" Master Xun raised his eyebrows, obviously more interested.
"Then I will test you again." Master Xun said, and the boy below opened his mouth. When did Master Xun think so highly of Song Mu?
Could it be yesterday's Xingwen poem?
"The virtuous will enjoy this, but the unworthy will not be happy even though they have this." Master Xun asked, and Song Mu blurted out the source, explained the meaning, and added a few words of his own opinions.
Master Xun's expression became even more serious, and he asked a few more questions, but Song Mu answered them all.
It can be said that Master Xun was caught in the crosshairs of Song Mu. Song Mu's undergraduate thesis was on the interpretation of "Mencius", and the explanations in it could be said to be memorized.
After several tests, Master Xun was satisfied and let Song Mu go.
Seeing Song Mu return to his seat calmly, the other children were already a little commotion at the moment.
Because Song Mu's performance was so impressive, Kong Zong, who had always studied hard, stumbled a bit when he just recited it, and managed to pass without making any mistakes.
But Song Mu not only recited it with great emotion and emotion, he could even speak one or two sentences selected from it so quickly, and he could also speak clearly and logically. This ability of interpreting the meaning of scriptures has already begun to show its signs.
They had never noticed Song Mu in the past, but now, they were inevitably a little overly surprised and even found it incredible.
After Master Xun took the test, he found that only three or four of the children present could pass it. The other two children were already in their twenties and thirties, so they were very familiar with such things.
After Master Xun left, several children immediately gathered around Song Mu and asked quickly.
"Comrade Song, how did you do it? You are the most brilliant in reciting it today."
A child said with some envy. Seeing Song Mu's indifferent expression, his eyes lit up even more.
"Yes, classmate Song, how did you do it? We are all friends in the school. Don't hide it. If you have any good ideas for endorsement, please tell me."
After saying this, other people nodded one after another, even Kong Zong couldn't help but cast a glance at it, obviously very interested.
Song Mu nodded with a smile while sorting out his books.
"Actually, it's not really a solution, but it doesn't hurt to tell you."
Several children laughed and gathered around excitedly. Song Mu straightened his voice and spoke.
"I have been learning these things at home since I was a child. It has been ten years now." Everyone nodded. In the Song family, it is certain that children should study since childhood.
"But along the way, it was not easy to recite it completely. I also stuttered from time to time."
"But." Song Mu paused, and everyone looked at him.
"It's quite an adventure. I happened to go out of the city a few days ago. Didn't I go there by mistake to go to Yanggang?"
"Ah? This matter is related to going to Yanggang? Student Song, please don't try to trick us." Hearing Song Mu say this, several students had a bit of disappointment on their faces, feeling that what Song Mu said was a bit strange.
But Song Mu still looked at everyone with a smile, and then said slowly.
"So it was a coincidence. I vaguely remember that the sky thundered and a white lightning fell, and it landed next to me."
"Ah? Then you were struck by lightning?" A child said in shock.
"That's right. After I came back, I was confused for several days, but then I suddenly felt very clear and clear. I could actually see ten lines at a time and have a photographic memory."
Song Mu made up such a mysterious story for himself without any guilt, but the faces of all the children fell completely when they heard it.
"Ah, lightning strike? How can you try this randomly?"
Several people said this and sighed, feeling a little depressed.
When Song Mu saw everyone's appearance, he immediately confessed in his heart that he was offended.
There are no shortcuts to reading. If you want to take a step forward, you will have to work ten times and a hundred times harder.
The reason why Song Mu did this was because he wanted to endorse his behavior these days. Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why a nerd who was usually a nerd suddenly became a talented person with outstanding business skills.
Anyway, even His Majesty is a dragon, and literati are all literary stars descended to earth. It should not be a surprise that he can read after being struck by lightning. I just hope that no one will really run out and be struck by lightning...
Kong Zong obviously knew that Song Mu's words meant to encourage students to learn diligently, and he smiled and shook his head.
On the other side, Pan Wenhao, who was also listening with his ears pricked up, suddenly stood up, patted the table, pointed at Song Mu and said.
"Song Mu, what are you doing? Just forget it if you don't tell all the classmates how to memorize the calligraphy. Why are you making things so difficult and making up random things about being struck by lightning?"
Song Mu heard that Pan Wenhao was making trouble again, but at this moment he pursed his lips and turned a deaf ear. Seeing that Song Mu pretended not to hear, Pan Wenhao was even more angry, and immediately said to the others.
"Dear classmates, what Song Mu said has no basis. Don't be deceived by him. I think there must be something fishy in it."
"Oh? Classmate Pan, what do you think is so strange? Could it be that Master Xun and I had discussed it in advance and came to this school specifically to show off my endorsement today?"
Song Mu said something abruptly at this time. Pan Wenhao, who had been so excited just now, stopped talking.
"That's right, Pan Wenhao, don't utter arrogant words. If you can't compare, you can't compare. A gentleman should have magnanimity in his heart!"
Others also started to help, and Pan Wenhao suddenly turned gloomy and slapped the table hard again.
Kong Zong had already stood up and said to Pan Wenhao.
"That's enough, Classmate Pan. We are all friends. If you hurt your friend's feelings because of this, it will be more than worth the loss."
"Who cares about being friends with him!" Pan Wenhao shouted angrily, walked up to Song Mu, stared at Song Mu and said.
"Song Mu, do you dare to bet with me again?"
"Why don't you dare?" Song Mu said calmly, showing his white teeth: "I already won once last time, and I don't mind winning again."
Pan Wenhao clenched his fists, his expression gloomy, but a hint of secret joy flashed under his eyes, and he said in a deep voice.
"Okay, then let's bet on this college examination. If you can become a scholar, I, Pan Wenhao, will kowtow to you in front of everyone in the county school and admit your mistake. From now on, I will regard you as a learned person and respect you everywhere. But if you fail,
, then your so-called endorsement method, and even the ancient books of the Song family, will be borrowed from us to read together in the future!"
"Bold, Pan Wenhao, the ancient books of the Song family are the secrets passed down by the family. You are treasonous! Brother Song, don't pay attention to him!" Kong Zong yelled angrily, knowing full well what Pan Wenhao was planning.
Song Mu, however, narrowed his eyes, carefully looked at Pan Wenhao's arrogant face, and then pursed his lips and smiled.
"Comrade Pan, you are too proud. How can your way of bowing your head and admitting your mistake compare to the method of my ancestors?"
Song Mu said this, and Pan Wenhao's face was already red and a little angry, and he held his neck and said.
"Then what do you think?"
"If I become a scholar in the future, you will take off this robe and go to the dock to carry the catch for seven days. If I don't become a scholar, it will be the same. How about I tell you how to endorse it?"
When Song Mu said these words, it could be said that he directly grasped the opponent's weakness. A young man who stretched out his hand from his clothes and opened his mouth asked him to pick the most fishy thing, but he still showed up in public for seven days, almost
It can scare him away.
When the others heard Song Mu's request, they responded with a knowing smile, feeling that Pan Wenhao would definitely shrink back today.
But instead of saying anything else this time, Pan Wenhao stiffened his neck, gritted his teeth, exhaled, and nodded fiercely.
"Okay. Then I invite you all to witness the results of the college examination." Song Mu was a little dumbfounded, but still said calmly with a faint smile.
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