Uncle Xi wrote down three questions and asked who could answer them.
These three questions were asked from small to large. The children stared at these three sentences. Some raised their hands to indicate that they could only answer one.
"Okay, it's fine to give an answer, just tell me."
The child who raised his hand spoke:
"Turning what you say into something visible is writing."
There was low laughter from all around, and someone seemed to be whispering, saying, isn't this something obvious? That's nonsense.
But Uncle Xi affirmed:
"What's so funny about this?"
"This is how the earliest writing was born. This classmate is right. In the past, our ancestors' speeches often failed to convey their meaning. At the same time, there were many things that had to be passed down orally in person to deliver the message. So in order to
To communicate better, ancient astronomical characters were first invented in the era of the Hexiong clan, the ancestor of mankind."
"These words evolved from symbols, and the birth of symbols came after knotting ropes to record events."
"In the ancient times, there were no words, but there were covenants and oaths, and the ropes were tied for big things, and the ropes were tied for small things. The number of knots was followed by the crowd, and each held them to test each other, which was enough to govern each other."
Immediately afterwards, another child raised his hand:
“So, it’s because we have bad memory that we invented writing!”
There were low laughs all around again, but this time no one murmured, because it seemed that was probably the case.
After the two children started chatting, people one after another raised their hands to speak.
Here, Qi heard many names, some he knew and some he didn't, which surprised him. He thought he was the only Central Plains person here, but he didn't expect there were so many Central Plains people enrolling at the same time as him.
Of course, they seem to have been living in Hongzhou for a while, and it doesn't look like they just came here.
Uncle Xi affirmed their speeches, but also said that these speeches were superficial. Of course, the ancients invented writing for these reasons, but what role does writing play for us?
Woolen cloth?
At this time, a girl raised her hand and spoke in a crisp voice:
"I heard that when Fuxi performed hexagrams, the sky opened up with one stroke; when Cangjie created characters, gods cried and ghosts howled."
"The ancients were ignorant, and today's people are wise. But the wisdom of today's people comes from the ancients who were ignorant. The ancients created words and walked out of ignorance. That's why we are what we are now."
Uncle Xi's eyes lit up: "What's your name?"
This child's answers are very constructive, and he is a good candidate for reading comprehension.
This child's breasts are puffed out, and her attire is also very ceremonial. She looks like she comes from a noble family.
"Si Nu! My father is Si You, my uncle is Yi Jun, my grandfather is Yan Long, and my great-grandfather is Di Kuang! And I already know five hundred characters."
The girl seemed to have a little pride in her tone when she answered this, and among the other children, a lightbulb seemed to come out of their heads and they understood something.
When Qi heard these words, he tilted his head and looked among the other children, but did not find Mr. Si You's son "Si Shi". It seemed that he was not in this class.
Mr. Si You has two children, a boy named Si Shi and a girl named Si Nu.
The noble descendants of Emperor Kuang are born to be gods.
"What can the descendants of Emperor Kuang be proud of?"
A boy warned Si Nu, saying that in school, it is meaningless to say who his father is, and that comparison is a bad trend. Si Nu snorted, looked at the boy's clothes, and raised her eyelids.
, to ridicule.
"It's none of your business! Your ancestors must be unhappy because they are not so prominent!"
"My ancestors are indeed not as prominent as Emperor Xuan, and I have some origins that can only be traced back to my distant ancestors."
He was dressed simply and seemed unhappy with the way an aristocratic woman like Si Nu dressed up.
He raised his hand to express his opinion. Uncle Xi nodded, and the child said:
"I heard that the birth of words has two meanings!"
"The first meaning is to spread knowledge and wisdom far and wide in space."
"The second meaning is to spread knowledge and wisdom through time."
"Language is the proof of human race, and writing is the proof of civilization!"
Although the child's voice was immature, it was a bit deafening. The friends in the hall were speechless, and Qi was also very nervous.
Why is it that everyone in the school is a big boss and speaks very well, but I am the only newbie?
The five-and-a-half-year-old face was tense, and there was even a little sweat on the forehead.
Uncle Xi frowned: "You didn't say this, who did you listen to?"
"I heard what brother Yuxu said."
"Yu Xu! No wonder! That child is now attending classes at Jixia Academy. What's your name?"
Uncle Xi's brows suddenly widened.
It turns out that it was Yu Xu who brought it out, so there is nothing wrong with it.
"Shangjun."
The plainly dressed child said this in a low-spirited tone, but Si Nu's eyes widened and she said in surprise: "You said you don't have a noble birth, but you are the son of the emperor!"
"Isn't the son of the emperor a human being? The position of the emperor is not hereditary."
Si Nu suddenly looked embarrassed.
It is true that the other party does not have a prominent ancestor, but he does have a prominent distant ancestor who is still alive today, and that is the Yellow Emperor!
Although Emperor Kuang was praised as the God King, he did not have the same achievements as the Yellow Emperor after all.
In the current era, because Chonghua married late and had children and Wenming married early, Shangjun's age was delayed
Shang Jun was also accompanied by his younger brother. At this moment, he rolled his eyes at Si Nu: "If you have a little prominent life experience, you will show it off everywhere. Emperor Kuang has many descendants. Yan Long is only one of the ten sons. What is there to brag about?"
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Si Nu asked again: "Who are you?"
The child chuckled and was about to speak, but was severely interrupted by Uncle Xi, but Si Nu still learned his name, Wu Xin, from the shape of his mouth.
The son of Emperor Shun and the younger brother of Shang Jun were Wu Xue.
"Qi, is there anything you want to say?"
Uncle Xi started to roll call at this time. From just now until now, only Qi has not spoken, sitting blankly and nervously in his seat. Since Qi is the youngest, Uncle Xi originally thought of waiting for the atmosphere to be more lively before asking Qi to get up and answer.
, I didn’t expect Qi to remain silent, but seeing Qi’s expression, Uncle Xi felt that this kid might have some ideas.
Qi did have some ideas, but compared with Shang Jun's previous reply, he didn't dare to speak.
I felt it was a bit too simple, so I could only watch the big guys talking in silence.
At this time, Uncle Xi called his name, and Qi had to speak. This was the first lesson. He remembered Uncle Zai’s teeth that wanted to eat people, and he told him to behave well.