"Humph, you're talking nonsense and you don't understand what you're talking about!"
At this time, two students from the Zi Zhang School at the rear suddenly spoke up. This Chen Shaojun was too arrogant. He was a small scholar who didn't even have a literary talent, yet he dared to speak ill of Master Kong Sheng.
Even if they felt that Chen Shaojun's poem was somewhat famous, the two of them were absolutely unwilling to admit it.
"shut up!"
However, before Chen Shaojun could speak, Pei Yang couldn't help but scolded him.
These two people are ignorant and want to deliberately make things difficult for Chen Shaojun. However, Pei Yang still has a very high level of knowledge in poetry appreciation. If the two people's actions spread out, they will not only have no effect, but will make people laugh and harm their son.
The reputation of Zhang School.
"Hey, you have some knowledge."
On the side, Wang Xiaoyou glanced at the two people with disdain, and quickly turned to look at Chen Shaojun:
"You are quite quick-witted. Although you are still not as good as me, you are still pretty good. You have some small skills. At least you should not be able to do things like plagiarizing other people's poems."
When Chen Shaojun heard these words, he couldn't laugh or cry in his heart.
This Jingyue prodigy is young, but he is very proud.
"Pei Yang, what do you say? It's not a small mistake to slander a classmate based on hearsay."
Wang Xiaonian looked at Pei Yang again, giving some instructions.
Pei Yang's face suddenly turned ugly.
Wang Xiaonian's words were obviously meant to favor Chen Shaojun.
But the literary world has its own rules. Since Chen Shaojun solved the Master's problem but he did not, according to the rules, he could no longer stay in the Confucian Temple.
"let's go!"
Pei Yang snorted angrily, flicked his sleeves, and quickly led the two people behind him out of the Confucian Temple.
"Thank you very much."
Chen Shaojun turned his head at this time, looked at the child on the back of the cow and said.
"No need to thank you."
On the other side, seeing Chen Shaojun looking at him, Wang Xiaonian held his head high, waved his hand, and said proudly:
"Although your knowledge and knowledge are limited, if you work harder, you might be able to catch up to one-tenth of mine. Such an achievement is not bad. Well, I have other things to do, so I won't accompany you."
Wang Xiaonian said, patting the cow on the back:
"Xiaoqing, let's go!"
Chen Shaojun shook his head and laughed. He was somewhat used to his arrogance.
The green cow raised its head, shook its two horns, and made a mooing sound. The cow and the child quickly left here.
"That's good. At least I can practice here with peace of mind for a short period of time."
Chen Shaojun said secretly, calmed down and quickly walked towards another place.
I took the Confucian books, exchanged them for tokens, and settled down in the Confucian Temple.
Without any hesitation, Chen Shaojun quickly entered the library of the Confucian Temple.
One of the most important purposes of Chen Shaojun's visit to the Confucian Temple this time was to borrow classics from the library.
The printing technology of the Great Shang Dynasty was extremely developed, and numerous collections of classics and histories were printed and spread throughout the world.
But everyone knows that these printed books have no life or spirituality, but the Confucian Temple is different.
A considerable part of the classics in the library are personally transcribed by great Confucian scholars, great Confucian scholars, and great masters. They poured their thoughts and understanding of the essence of Confucian and Taoist classics into it.
If you can understand the essence of these sages, you will make rapid progress in literature, which is unmatched by ordinary printed books.
Not only that, many of these books were personally annotated by the predecessors and sages, and their understanding of the essence of the saints was incorporated into them.
Such scriptures are simply priceless treasures for students all over the world.
This is also the reason why Chen Shaojun chose to enter the Confucian Temple.
"The ways of civility and martial arts go hand in hand without conflict. If you want to take a further step in the way of martial arts, this is the best opportunity."
Chen Shaojun said secretly in his heart.
In martial arts, if you want to reach a higher state, in addition to strong internal strength, you also need majestic spiritual power. Among all the ways in the world, when it comes to cultivating spiritual power, there is no one more suitable than Confucianism.
Confucianism is easy to get started, but it is extremely difficult to improve, and it has extremely high requirements for understanding. Without the guidance of those Confucian and Taoist masters, it is difficult to reach a very high level. This aspect is also the shortcoming of Beidou Xianmen.
Chen Shaojun's reincarnation and joining a literary family was a great opportunity to some extent.
"Although I have extremely high attainments in poetry, my literary quality is still too low, not even one liter. I must find a way to improve it, otherwise it will cause a lot of trouble in the future and I will still be questioned."
When his vision dimmed, Chen Shaojun stepped forward and quickly entered a pavilion.
Different from the loud sound of reading outside, there was silence here. When Chen Shaojun walked in, he looked around and saw rows of well-ordered bookshelves everywhere, with desks placed between the bookshelves.
There are three or two students who are looking through the classics.
They either frowned or were thoughtful, completely immersed in the classics left by the sages and masters in front of them.
Although there were many classics in the library, as far as Chen Shaojun could see, most of the students were holding classics and history books at the bottom. As for the classics at the top, they were neatly arranged and most of them were untouched.
"There are depths of knowledge, just do it according to your ability."
Not far from the gate, Chen Shaojun saw a red lacquer sign with a few large characters written on it.
All these scriptures from low to high are graded. If you bite off more than you can chew, you will suffer.
Chen Shaojun had known this for a long time. His eyes swept across the rows of bookshelves. Just a few steps away, on the bottom row of bookshelves, Chen Shaojun picked a book.
"Disciple Rules"!
This is one of the lowest enlightenment books in the literary lineage.
Chen Shaojun does not seek greatness or perfection. With his current level, it is enough to reach a level of literary power, and a copy of "Disciple Regulations" is more than enough.
Chen Shaojun found a table and quickly sat down.
The entire "Disciple Rules" is only a thin volume, but when Chen Shaojun holds it in the palm of his hand, it weighs more than a thousand pounds.
This is a letter left by a saint. Every word is of great importance. It cannot be opened unless you have refined your literary skills.
"Disciple rules, sages' instructions, first filial piety and brotherhood, second times sincere faith..."
Chen Shaojun opened the book, and lines of text came into view.
These words are not ordinary printed characters, but were copied by people. The words above are vigorous and powerful, and there is a kind of character in the twists and turns.
When Chen Shaojun placed his fingers on the pages of the book, he could clearly feel the literary spirit seeping out from between the lines.
This is the special feature of the Confucian Temple’s classics.
"On the surface, the Disciple Regulations talk about the meaning of filial piety, loyalty, sincerity in serving teachers, and respecting teachers. But in fact, they are all about the ethics of the heaven and earth. Its essence is to obey nature, pursue the Tao, and do not violate
The way things are.”
Chen Shaojun said secretly.
His mind was like a bright mirror, clear inside and outside, and the essence of the words in the book flowed naturally into his mind like a spring. This was the change after Chen Shaojun became enlightened.
In the past, he only knew how to memorize by rote, but after recovering his memory, Chen Shaojun is now able to figure out the essence of the book through the words. As long as he grasps the essence of the book, it is equivalent to truly understanding the meaning of the book.
, digest and absorb it thoroughly.
Chen Shaojun quickly entered the world of the book, and lines of text automatically came to his mind, and he quickly forgot about things and me.
Time passed slowly, and there was silence in the library. Chen Shaojun did not notice that when he was flipping through the Disciple Rules, every time he turned a page, a trace of literary spirit seeped into his mind, subtly strengthening the point in Chen Shaojun's body.
Weak literary style.
In the past, Chen Shaojun was ignorant, his literary attainments were negligible, and his talents were not even improved. But now as his memory awakens, and the spiritual platform does not reveal it, Chen Shaojun immediately shows extraordinary understanding in literature and art.
Bits of literary spirit were constantly instilled into Chen Shaojun's mind, more and more, faster and faster, and Chen Shaojun's own literary spirit immediately increased rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
However, within a short period of time, a gray-white air column seeped out from Chen Shaojun's head.
This is literary spirit!
One inch, two inches, three inches...
Chen Shaojun's expression on his head continued to increase.
Eight inches, nine inches, ten inches...
If any outsider could see the changes in Chen Shaojun, they would be shocked. The improvement of a literary man's talent is a process that accumulates over time.
As the saying goes, if you read a book a hundred times, its meaning will appear on its own. Only through constant pondering can your literary quality be improved.
But Chen Shaojun was able to directly improve his literary quality after just reading it once. This kind of qualification is simply astonishing.
However, the changes in Chen Shaojun are far from stopping——
After a while, as if some kind of bottleneck was broken through, the gray impurities in the literary spirit were suddenly removed, instantly turning into pure white. The height of the literary spirit also collapsed from ten inches to one inch, but the density of the text increased several times.
, the air column also grew to twice its original size.
Literary spirit rises!
At this moment, Chen Shaojun's literary spirit exploded.
When one's literary spirit rises, it is a sign that a literary person has crossed the threshold of knowledge, and it is also a sign that knowledge has reached the realm of a "student".
Chen Shaojun was often ridiculed in the past because he was not very literary and was still far from being a real scholar.
Although he belongs to the lowest level in the "student" realm, there is no doubt that Chen Shaojun has truly stepped into the door.
"I didn't expect that reading can really enhance literary talent. The ancient sages said that there is a house of gold in the book, and there is a beauty in the book. Don't deceive me."
Chen Shaojun covered the book with bright eyes.
Although he was born with excellent understanding, even his master Beidou Immortal Lord praised him, but after two reincarnations, this was the first time that Chen Shaojun truly studied Confucian theory.
Immersed in the world of the book, Chen Shaojun can clearly feel the changes in himself.
As his literary Qi grew, his mental power also increased significantly.
"If you can reach the level of a Wen Dao Grandmaster, you will be much safer during the catastrophes in the future."
Chen Shaojun said secretly in his heart.
There is a secret rule in the Three Realms. Among all the ways, Confucian texts and knowledge are protected by the way of heaven. If you can master Confucian knowledge and practice martial arts in the future, reaching a very high level, when facing a natural disaster, you will be protected by the way of heaven.
The natural punishment will be much smaller.
This has an incomparable effect on martial arts experts.
This is also an important reason why Chen Shaojun entered the Confucian Temple and studied literature.
However, it is difficult to improve in Confucianism and Taoism, and even the most powerful people will find it difficult to reach the state of a master of literature and Taoism.
This is completely different from the martial arts that can be improved by practicing hard.
So it also varies from person to person.
However, it may not be a chance for Chen Shaojun to be reincarnated into a literary family in this life.
"It's not enough just to improve your literary skills. You must find ways to continue to improve."
Almost subconsciously, Chen Shaojun turned to look at other bookshelves.
I just read a book, and in such a short time, I reached the state of literary enlightenment, and there are many such classics in the Confucian Temple.
"If I read all the books here, my literary skills will at least increase several times."
Chen Shaojun was excited and quickly picked up a book "Young Learning Jungle" from the bookshelf and started reading it.
The next moment, the literary energy in Chen Shaojun's body grew again.
Bits and pieces of literary spirit were once again poured into Chen Shaojun's mind. After finishing "Young School Jungle" in his hands, Chen Shaojun's talent unexpectedly skyrocketed again.
Two liters of literary spirit!
Such an astonishing advance would probably shock even the great Confucians and masters here.
Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Shaojun took another book from the bookshelf and read it.
Half an hour later——
Literary spirit rises three times!
After reaching this level, Chen Shaojun can clearly feel that his mental power has increased a lot.
At this point, the growth of Wenqi has decreased, but is still rapid.
Chen Shaojun was still immersed in it, completely forgetting the time, and only the literary spirit all over his body was advancing by leaps and bounds.
Literary spirit is rising!
Unknowingly, Chen Shaojun's literary energy soared four levels, and he gradually slowed down after reaching the fourth level of literary energy.
In the past, Chen Shaojun's tomb was covered in dust, so it couldn't even rise to one level.
Until now, it was considered his true level.
As the stars moved around, the sky gradually became darker and darker, and soon the moon and stars became scarce.
"about there."
Chen Shaojun straightened up and stretched, and gradually felt a little sleepy. Reading and trying to figure out the essence also requires physical strength, and it cannot be continued like this forever.
Chen Shaojun quickly walked out. A gust of night wind blew by, and a few leaves fluttered in the wind and flew over.
Chen Shaojun stretched out his hand to catch it, and a dead leaf the size of a fingernail immediately fell into his palm.
"Late spring is gentle and windy, and everything is flourishing. It is the time for trees to grow. Moreover, the Confucian Temple is full of cultural atmosphere, and all the trees grow tall and prosperous. How can there be dead leaves?"
Almost subconsciously, Chen Shaojun walked out of the library and followed the direction of the wind. Behind the Confucian Temple, Chen Shaojun saw a large willow tree nearly twenty meters high, with three people hugging it.