"Everyone, is there anything else you need to add?"
"Anything to add?" "Teacher, are you trying to find out all the anecdotes about his ancestors?" "Teacher, are you trying to analyze him?"
"Yes," Tan Xiling smiled, "tell all the anecdotes and everything you know."
"There is a little story about Tan Gong's word "resurrection"." Li Wenyue's voice sounded again, "It is said that when he was young, he got seriously ill and passed out for three days, but he miraculously came back to life, so he chose the word 'resurrection'."
"Jian Dan Qin Xin is also talking about Mr. Tan. It is the nickname he has had since his boyhood. It is said that in his special temple, there is a photo taken in Nanjing. He is wearing a moon-white gown, with his left hand on his waist and his right hand holding a hand.
He has a sword, thick eyebrows and handsome eyes, and has an awe-inspiring righteousness that defies death." Li Wenyue continued, "In his short life, the two swords and the three pianos accompanied him through many confused years."
"Oh, that's it." "Everyone has a little story." "Piano and sword are essential items for rich people." "It seems that his family is very well off." "If only poor children could afford to study.
Yeah, let alone knowledge and reform."
There was another subtle discussion in the classroom.
"The Tan family is a wealthy family. As a first-class official, Tan's father has a prominent family background. Although he is not as rich as the country, he also has a solid family background." Tan Lin's voice.
"Oh?" Tan Xiling looked at Tan Lin, "Really? Continue."
"Well, Tan Jixun was a heavy official in the late Qing Dynasty. He served as an official in the Ministry of Household Affairs in the capital for sixteen years. He was transferred to the Tongzhou Supervisor and the Grain Department. One year later, he was transferred to Gongqin Jiedao, Gansu Province (1877). Six years later, he was promoted to the Provincial Supervisor. He was promoted two years later.
The history of government affairs (managing the finance and personnel of a province), he served in Gansu for twelve years; in the fifteenth year of Guangxu's reign, he was transferred to the governor of Hubei, and twice served as the governor of Huguang.
As soon as Lin finished speaking, the classroom was filled with sighs.
"What kind of rank, what kind of official position is this? I can't even figure out what kind of official position it is?" Zhou Yuchen's voice came from the front.
"This, this, this, what is going on?" Tang Ji looked at Du Xiaofeng and then at Ling Chuyang, "Is she right?"
"Yes." Ling Chuyang responded, this Tan Lin is so unexpected.
"Hey, I'll go!" Tang Ji looked at Du Xiaofeng, "Your information is too wrong."
"It seems like it." Du Xiaofeng nodded thoughtfully, then smiled, "No one is a saint, how can he be right every time."
"Okay," Tang Ji responded and looked towards the front of the classroom.
"Very good! You are very good at studying modern history. Tell the teacher your name." Tan Xiling pointed at Tan Lin and said with a smile.
"Tan Lin, the same surname as the teacher," Tan Lin stood up, "My history scores are not very good, but I am familiar with Mr. Tan."
"Ah?" "Oh!" "So, that's it." There was another sigh in the classroom.
"Good students are always very humble. I believe that this semester, your history will make a qualitative leap. Please sit down." Tan Xiling said with a smile, "My deskmate, how about you?"
"Li Wenyue," Li Wenyue stood up, "My history scores are not bad, not bad."
"It's not bad, she's very good." "She's our history department representative." "Her scores are over 90 every time."
"The students in Class 5 are very humble." Tan Xiling smiled, "He is my department representative. Very good. Please sit down."
"You don't want to say a few words?" Tang Ji looked at Ling Chuyang, it was a rare opportunity to show it off.
"It's almost finished." Ling Chuyang responded, straightening the bangs in front of his forehead.
"Think about it again. I must have mentioned it." Tang Ji said reluctantly. Seeing Ling Chuyang stop arranging his bangs, "Did you think of it?"
Ling Chuyang smiled and said, "Tan Gong is also known as the 'Buddhist Comet'."
"Oh?" Tan Xiling looked toward the back door of the classroom and walked forward, "Tell me more about it."
"He believes in Buddhism. He believes that the spirit of Buddhism to save all sentient beings can be applied in the world and actively engage in the world. This is reflected in his book "Benevolence". He once hated stereotyped writing and wrote four words: "How can this be true?"
Later, he studied and tried to reform. He wielded the sword of Buddhism, cut through thorns and thorns, and bravely opened up a Buddhist path that leads to social life."
"Not bad, this involves ideology and culture." Tan Xiling said with a smile, "Not bad, what is your name?"
"Ling, Chu, Yang." Before Ling Chuyang could answer, someone in the classroom had already answered.
"Ling Chuyang, it's not bad. Please sit down."
"Not bad." Tang Ji looked at Ling Chuyang with a proud smile on his face, and finally felt proud.
"Okay, through the sharing of these people, have we gained a deeper understanding of Mr. Tan?" Tan Xiling asked.
"Yes." "Much more lively." "It turns out that he is also a writer, a Buddhist scholar, and a person who dances with literature and swordsmanship."
The classroom was filled with laughter.
"Okay, then, let's leave two minutes for everyone to understand this person and think about a question. Why did Kang and Liang flee in a hurry after the coup failed, but Tan Sitong actively rescued Emperor Guangxu in many ways, and finally acted generously?
Where are you going to righteousness?"
"Huh?" "Kang Liang?" "Why?" "Kang Youwei and Liang Qichao." "Oh oh oh." "Why?" "How do I know why?" "How did you learn history?" "Don't you also learn it?
What?"
There was another discussion in the classroom. Amidst the discussion, Tan Xiling walked up to the podium and wrote the second word: Xi.
"Why are you laughing?" Ling Chu looked at He Shiling, "The scenery has been taken up by them."
"One branch blooming alone is not spring, but a hundred flowers blooming together fill the garden." Geng Xinyu's laughter came from behind.
"Tch, you understand again." Ling Chu looked back at Geng Xinyu and then at He Shiling, "You two are hiding a lot from me."
"Thinking too much." He Shiling smiled, Xin Yu was right, the garden was full of flowers, "Do you know what they added?"
"I don't know." Ling Chu shook his head, "But, you should know."
"I'm not an encyclopedia." He Shiling responded, leaned against the window, and turned the pen in her right hand. Knowing that she wouldn't say that the protagonists of this class were them, she watched quietly from the side.
Just play, that's fine.
"Then, how should we answer the question that the teacher asked just now?" Ling Chu said again.
"The answer is obvious." He Shiling stopped spinning the pen in her hand, looked at the word "Xi" on the blackboard, took out the notebook from the drawer, and started writing.
"Ah?" Ling Chu didn't understand for a moment, "Where is the answer?"
"The answer lies in what they just added." Geng Xinyu reminded in a low voice, "My father is an important minister, so he naturally resists the reform. After the failure, if he does not sacrifice his life, it will be a small matter to lose his official position, but it will affect the whole family. Moreover, he
He has been weak and sick since childhood, and it seems to be recorded that he was already sick when he was arrested. In addition, he was grateful to Guangxu for his kindness in helping him to assist in the reform and was appointed as the fourth rank official and prime minister. Furthermore, his belief in Buddhism meant that
In helping all sentient beings, I can realize my ideals with the help of Guangxu, so why don’t I repay you with the best of both worlds?"
"So that's it, did they just talk about it?" Ling Chu was a little stunned. Just now he was just listening to the story, thinking that they would take advantage of the scenery, but here is the moral of the story.
"The third row on the right by the window, the classmate on the left." Tan Xiling paused and pointed at Ling Chu, "You answer."
"Ah?" Ling Chu was stunned for a moment, stood up, pulled the corner of his clothes at the back, and quickly sorted out his thoughts, "The reasons are as follows: 1. To repay Guangxu's kindness; 2. To insist on his own
The philosophy is to try the law to save all sentient beings; 3. Take care of the whole family to avoid being implicated; 4. He was already sick when he was arrested at a young age. Therefore, he chose to die generously and use blood to reform the law, leaving his liver and gallbladder in Kunlun."
"Very good, the organization is very clear, and the language is very concise." Tan Xiling walked off the podium and came to Wang Xinyi's side, "Who are you?"
"Ling, Chu." Someone shouted loudly in the classroom, "Of course our Chinese representative's language is condensed."
"I am Ling Chu." Ling Chu replied.
"Oh, Ling Chu," Tan Xiling repeated, "Do you and Ling Chuyang have very similar names? Please sit down."
"They are brothers and sisters." "Sisters and sisters." Someone shouted, and there was a burst of laughter in the classroom.
"It's just a word heavy." Ling Chu replied, glanced towards the back door of the classroom, and sat down.
"It doesn't matter if we are brothers or sisters. All the students here are originally a family, and we are all brothers and sisters." Tan Xiling smiled, pointed around the classroom, glanced at Ling Chuyang by the back door of the classroom, and then looked at
Looking at the short-haired girl next to Lingchu who was writing, he turned around and walked back to the podium.