Following the angry rebuke from other scholars, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became much more subtle. Some of them were filled with indignation, while others were pretending to be thoughtful and seemed to be gloating. But the same thing was that these students all looked at Song.
Mu.
Such provocative things have been staged here several times, but they always end in embarrassment. Everyone wants to know how Song Mu will deal with such things.
At this moment, Song Mu just raised his eyes to look at the young scholar, who was well-dressed and arrogant.
Song Mu lowered his eyes slightly at the moment. Li Dong stood up and calmed everyone down before Song Mu spoke.
"What you said is quite irritating, but it's not completely unreasonable. It's just that it's one-sided."
As soon as these words came out, the man in blue robe was stunned, and then he spoke in a deep voice.
"What does Mr. Song mean by this? What I say below is true. If Confucianism and Taoism are prosperous in the world, we should make selfless contributions to make it easier for those who want to study. Isn't this a good thing?"
Song Mu smiled slightly and just said calmly at this moment.
"No, what Song said is actually your situation that determines what you think. It seems that for you, acquiring knowledge is not that difficult and the harvest becomes easy. Then you naturally feel that others are not generous.
It goes against the Confucianism in your heart."
"But you don't know the deeper meaning."
"Mr. Song can say that you are arrogant, but you are still dissatisfied. Why don't you come forward? Mr. Song happens to have something to ask for your help at the moment. Is it possible?"
Seeing Song Mu's behavior and hearing his words, the young man in blue robe suddenly showed hesitation. The people next to him looked at him one after another, and the student who was yelling at him started to encourage him.
"Why, I just said such arrogant words that I am cowardly to ask you to come forward. Your Qufu Academy is so proud, Master, that you are not willing to invite me like this!"
"Thank you for coming from the land of etiquette!"
Sure enough, the man was aroused by these words, and his face suddenly turned pale. He raised his head and said in a deep voice.
"Why don't Ma dare? It's an honor for Ma to be invited by Master!"
Saying this, the young man in blue robe stepped forward, but Song Mu had already asked someone to bring him pen and ink, and then invited a shabby student next to him to come to the stage.
When everyone saw this formation, they were all surprised for a moment. They were a little curious about what Song Mu was going to do, but Song Mu harmoniously said to the two of them,
"Song asked you two to come up, naturally because what we are talking about today is studying. Seeing that everyone has some objections, he asked you two to write an article about studying."
"Anything from three to five hundred words is acceptable. Song has only one requirement. This article should be written with the intention of passing it down to future generations of the family."
Saying this, Song Mu said to Qin Gang next to him.
"Master Qin, I'll ask you to taste it then."
As soon as these words came out, the young man in blue robe was stunned and felt something bad for a moment. Song Mu had already signaled the two of them to write. At this moment, the scholar in blue robe gritted his teeth and began to study ink.
When everyone heard the conditions mentioned by Song Mu, they all raised their eyebrows. This intention turned out to be to prevent the man from using his words. Depending on the article, it was quite interesting.
Everyone in the field looked up, and Qin Gang also looked at Song Mu, with a smile on his face. At this moment, he silently stroked his beard and watched the scene in the field.
Song Mu was standing behind the two of them, watching them write on the paper in front of them.
Soon after, the behavior of the two scholars showed some changes.
Although they all acted a little nervous, the down-and-out scholar obviously moved more comfortably after writing. On the contrary, the blue-robed scholar had sweat on his face and was very frustrated when he started writing.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion. At this moment, many people were waiting to see the result. When the two finally finished writing what they were writing, Song Mu asked them to take it to Qin Gang for a look.
"Master Qin, I wonder what you think?"
Song Mu asked after a moment, while Qin Gang put down the two articles in his hands and shook his head.
"I can only say that it is quite satisfactory, but it is difficult for me to judge how it is."
After hearing this, the blue-robed scholar became a little more nervous. At this moment, he looked at the scene with a slightly shocked expression. Song Mu took the two articles and said to the two of them.
"In that case, how about leaving it to the scholars present to judge?"
The two of them naturally nodded, and Song Mu took two articles and started reciting them.
It was written by the down-and-out scholar, who had a bumpy road to study. He traveled thousands of miles away, encountered dangers, made new friends, and shared the path of literature. The article is mostly filled with emotions after gaining knowledge. What's more, this will always be remembered in his heart.
My heart is full of contentment.
But when it was the turn of the blue-robed scholar, what he wrote was a short article, which listed the knowledge he had learned in his studies. It was fair and logical, but it was unclear. Although it was intended to summarize this, it was still a long story.
Looking at his feelings, it seemed that he was just in a fog.
Sure enough, seeing the frowns on the scholar's face during this scene, the blue-robed scholar's face suddenly became more nervous. By the time Song Mu finished reading, the other person had lowered his head deeply.
Song Mu, however, handed the two articles back to the hands of the two of them, and immediately asked them to go back.
There were many changes on the faces of everyone in the field. After all, the topic Song Mu asked today, although not new, still requires that it be written for the descendants of the family to read. Under such judging standards, it is almost immediately clear whether the question is high or low.
Who in the future will really want to read the ambiguous principles of our ancestors? On the contrary, the journey of learning is bittersweet and bitter, which makes people yearn for it the most.
But at this time, Song Mu interrupted the conversation, looked at everyone and said in a deep voice.
"Everyone, the article Song asked two students to write just now is to clarify the doubts of those who have objections. The path to study is indeed to understand the confusion in the heart, but on the road, overcome difficulties and understand
It’s not easy, but it’s actually the real solution to doubts.”
"If you think according to what you think, asking students to go through all the hardships to only get a few answers to their doubts, it is really because the great scholar is making things difficult. But that is not the case. If you don't grow grains, how can you know how expensive food is?
Weaving pieces of cloth, how can we know the treasure of silk and satin?"
"The same is true for knowledge. Having it at your fingertips can indeed solve a lot of troubles, but it only lacks the respect for knowledge. How to respect knowledge depends on the difficulty of obtaining it."
"If you seek it hard, you will have a deep memory. In the future, your Taoist heart will be strong and you will have all kinds of insights. Later generations can indeed learn extraordinary things from the ancestors' Tao, but how can you become successful without experiencing the hardships? The truth is never complete in books, but in books.
Under your feet and in your hands."
Song Mu said calmly. At this moment, these voices echoed in everyone's ears like proverbs, making everyone suddenly realize.
At that moment, the blue-robed scholar also looked embarrassed, but still clutched his sleeves, as if he had been humiliated, and spoke.
"Master, there is still something I don't understand."
"But it doesn't matter."
Song Mu looked at the other party.
"What level of writing about the truth of studying can be considered to be passed down to future generations? If someone is still puzzled, Master, can you explain it to me again?"