Every weekend, Zhang Li would cook at home. When she got up early in the morning, she found that Lu Shanmin, who always got up early, was still sleeping on the sofa and snoring from time to time. Zhang Li frowned slightly. Ever since Lu Shanmin decided to go to work in a bar, this time
She didn't come back until four or five in the morning every day. She didn't know what Lu Shanmin was busy with in the middle of the night, but she just felt a little distressed. It didn't matter if it was like this for a day or two. If it continued like this for a long time, even a hard-core person couldn't stand it.
When Lu Shanmin woke up, the hour hand on the wall clock in the living room had already pointed to nine o'clock. He couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He had never gotten up so late since he could remember. He couldn't help but shook his head. Recently, he read during the day and studied Sanda at night until four in the morning.
At five o'clock, the energy and physical exertion is close to the limit, and the body begins to feel uncomfortable. I have maintained the habit of getting up early for more than ten years, but I can't wake up on time.
After washing up and practicing Tai Chi, she felt much better. Just as she was about to take out her pen and ink to write calligraphy, Zhang Li walked out of the bedroom.
Lu Shanmin smiled and said, "Good morning, Sister Li."
Zhang Li's face was full of displeasure, "I cooked preserved egg and lean meat porridge in the kitchen, and ate it quickly before writing."
Lu Shanmin didn't quite understand why Zhang Li didn't look so good early in the morning, so he hummed and went to the kitchen to fill up a bowl of porridge.
While Lu Shanmin was eating porridge, Zhang Li sat on the sofa and flipped through the two volumes of mathematics textbooks for the first grade of junior high school. From time to time, he also flipped through the Chinese and history textbooks for junior high schools. Just like a strict teacher checking the homework of naughty students.
After finishing a bowl of porridge and preparing to wash the dishes, Zhang Li said calmly in the living room: "Great writers don't get up until the sun shines on their butts every day. You don't need to eat breakfast. Just drink up the porridge in the pot."
Lu Shanmin said oh and obediently filled another bowl of porridge.
Zhang Li said unhappily while looking through the textbook: "Come here after you finish eating. I have something to tell you. Put the dishes and chopsticks away and I will wash them together at noon."
Lu Shanmin didn't know where he offended Zhang Li. After eating, he sat on the sofa and asked, "Sister Li, what's wrong with you today?"
Zhang Li closed the textbook with a hint of sullenness on her face, "Mountain people, do you remember what I told you last time? You are still young. I was still in school when I was your age, and you don't have much family burden now.
, earning money early and earning money later does not have much impact. Your top priority now is to improve yourself. Otherwise, if you miss the study time in the past few years, you will be an uneducated and uncultured mountain villager in the eyes of others all your life.
Trapped at the bottom of society”.
Lu Shanmin smiled gratefully and said, "I know, Sister Li."
Zhang Li frowned, "You know? You know you're putting the cart before the horse. You don't come back until four or five in the morning every night. Since you don't want to say what you did, I won't ask, but your behavior has seriously affected you."
"The original study plan". He said with a look of heartache on his face, "it also affected your physical condition."
Lu Shanmin lowered his head. He didn't want Zhang Li to get involved in the battle with Wang Dahu and Hu Weiyong. If she knew about it, it would only add more worries and troubles to her.
"Sister Li, there are some things I can't tell you for the time being. I can only tell you that everything I am doing now is for the long-term plan you mentioned."
Zhang Li sighed helplessly, "Mountain man, I have never regarded you as a reckless and ignorant mountain villager. On the contrary, I believe that everything you do is carefully considered, but seeing you working so hard makes me really sad."
Heartbroken."
A trace of warmth flashed in Lu Shanmin's heart, and he grinned and giggled, "Don't worry, Sister Li, when I was in the mountains, I once stayed up for three days and three nights to search and rescue a hunter in the mountains, and it was okay."
"The body is the capital of revolution, and I don't want to see you squandering it endlessly."
Lu Shanmin nodded. In fact, Zhang Li didn't need to tell him that he himself knew that continuing like this for a long time was not an option. If it weren't for the Tai Chi tour with the old magic stick, his body might have collapsed long ago.
"This is only temporary, I assure you, this situation will not last long."
Zhang Li nodded, "Okay, you can practice calligraphy while I go out to buy food for lunch."
Lu Shanmin chuckled. Apart from his grandfather, Zhang Li was the first person in the world who could sit down and reason with him.
When he was in the mountains, Big Black Tou was the eldest brother who protected him since he was a child, but he didn't know how to reason. When he was a child, if he was bullied by the older children in the village, he would just punch him with a fist as big as a jealous boy.
I have finished reading the history textbooks of junior high school and high school, but Chinese language and politics still need to be digested slowly. After reading "Zhuan Xi Lu" last time, I have been reading this book for the past two days. Although it is in classical Chinese, I have read "The Analects of Confucius" and "Historical Records".
"For him, the literal meaning is not too difficult to understand, but the connotation still feels a bit obscure. After reading it for two days, Lu Shanmin found that Wang Yangming's theory was very different from Zhu Cheng's Neo-Confucianism in the history textbook. There were even many differences.
The views themselves were put forward from the perspective of criticizing Zhu Cheng's Neo-Confucianism. Some Lu Shanmin felt that Wang Yangming was right, but some views were suspected of idealism based on the views in the political textbook given by Zeng Yaqian.
I don't know when Zuo Qiu was standing behind Lu Shanmin.
"How do you feel after watching it for a few days?"
Lu Shanmin frowned slightly, "The four directions above and below are called the universe, and the past and present are called the universe. The universe is my heart, and my heart is the universe. Are the last two sentences too idealistic?"
Zuoqiu shook his head and asked seriously like an associate professor giving a lecture: "Can you see the universe?"
Lu Shanmin was stunned, "The universe is so big, how can I see it?"
"So the universe is in your heart, and your heart is the universe."
"Ah? Your explanation is too unreasonable."
Zuoqiu continued: "For scientists, the universe is a concept composed of time and space. The fundamental purpose of proposing this concept is to serve mankind. Since it is a concept, of course it comes from the heart and follows the heart.
destroyed".
Lu Shanmin shook his head blankly, "I don't understand."
Zuoqiu frowned and thought for a moment, "Let's put it this way, the concept of the universe was proposed by humans. If one day humans become extinct, will this concept still have any meaning?"
Lu Shanmin nodded blankly, "But humans are gone, but the universe is still there."
Lu Shanmin pointed around, "Isn't everything here part of the universe?"
"Then if you close your eyes, can you still see?"
Lu Shanmin somewhat understood what Zuo Qiu meant, "You are saying that the universe created humans, and humans also created the universe."
Zuoqiu nodded, "All culture and knowledge are created based on the basic point of human beings, so the true meaning of this sentence is to tell us to treat everything with heart."
Lu Shanmin frowned, "Isn't this still idealism?"
Zuoqiu raised his hand and patted Lu Shanmin on the head, "Why are you so stubborn? Does it mean that you are only idealistic if you use the word "心"?
Zuoqiu then said angrily: "Wang Yangming's theory of mind is born from the heart, connects the heart with reason, and leads to conscience. It also emphasizes on cultivating character from a moral perspective. Many people who don't know the truth think that this is idealism. Bah, no.
Is a person still a human being if he has a heart without lungs? What is the difference between a pig and a dog? Pigs and dogs will become grateful to people when they are raised well, but there are a bunch of self-righteous intellectuals who think that the heart is useless."
Lu Shanmin said thoughtfully: "Confucius said benevolence, Mencius said righteousness, and Mozi's universal love all comes from the heart."
Zuoqiu nodded, "There is also the most important part of Wang Yangming's philosophy of mind - the unity of knowledge and action, which emphasizes the mutual accommodation of knowledge and action, the advancement of knowledge and action, and the knowledge after action."
Lu Shanmin hummed, "This is the integration of theory with practice in political textbooks."
Zuoqiu shook his head, "It's not exactly the same. The connection between theory and practice is to distinguish theory and practice as two parallel concepts. The unity of knowledge and action lies in the word "合", which means that knowledge is action, action is knowledge, and knowledge and
Actions blend into each other and are inseparable.”
Lu Shanmin suddenly realized, "Oh, so that's what it means."
Zuoqiu went on to say, "Wang Yangming's life was both a philosopher, a politician, and a military strategist. He was by no means comparable to a talker like Zhu Cheng. He was a doer. To say he was idealistic would be the greatest insult to him."
Lu Shanmin nodded, "This person is indeed very interesting."
"Okay, studying this book thoroughly is not something that can be done in a short while. You will read it slowly later. First, tell me about last night."
Lu Shanmin recounted what happened at the bar last night, including Ma Dong's impassioned speech and his own appearance. Zuoqiu's face was full of envy when he heard it, "You're such a cool kid. I, Zuoqiu, am alive."
I have never enjoyed such high-profile treatment in so many years.”
Zuoqiu looked gossipy and asked: "Are there many young girls with stars in their eyes?"
Lu Shanmin frowned, "I guess so."
Zuo Qiuah beat his chest all his life and said, "I am already in my thirties and I haven't found a girl yet. God is unfair."
Lu Shanmin was very doubtful whether Zuoqiu might have schizophrenia. Just now he was talking about philosophy in a sanctimonious manner. After a while, he completely turned into a loser with vulgar behavior.
Lu Shanmin shook his head and said, "You are a scholar, can you calm down?"
Zuoqiu said unconvinced: "Why, scholars are human beings too."
Lu Shanmin looked at Zuoqiu in confusion. Hu Weiyong had also said this before.
Lu Shanmin coughed twice and talked specifically about what Wang Dahu said to him.
Zuoqiu frowned and pondered for a long time, "Hey, I underestimated Wang Dahu. He has a strong government, ambitions, and courage. He is a tyrant."
Lu Shanmin nodded, "Can you believe what he said?"
"His words can be trusted, but he cannot be trusted as a person."