Nine Hundred and Twentieth Three: Children's Advantages (1)

Changsheng had keen ears, hummed softly, pouted his mouth, and complained to Fengyi.

"Hmph, Feng Dalang, they say we don't understand."

After finishing speaking, Chang Sheng rolled up his wide sleeves, and just as he struggled to finish one, the other slipped off his arm again.

So, Chang Sheng's mouth was closed, and he squatted quietly on the mat, with his head down and struggling to fiddle with his sleeves.

Feng Yi's eyes slanted, and she looked down at the angry Chang Sheng, feeling a little tired for no reason.

Is this what she called "losers can't lose"?

"Come here, let me tuck you up."

Fengyi waved to Changsheng, and the chubby dun'er came over cheerfully.

The scholars saw how friendly the children were, and they were born well. Under the double filter, they couldn't help liking them a little.

A noisy child is a little devil, and a quiet child is a cherub.

After watching for a while, the scholars went about their own business, and occasionally stared at Xiaodouding from the corner of their eyes.

The books in Jinlin Pavilion are all printed on rice paper or bamboo paper. Even though they have been immersed in the sea all day long, the usual impression has been formed over the years—paper books are too precious. If they were torn off by a brat, they would faint from distress.

Fengyi rolled up her big sleeves for Changsheng, and the maid of Jinlin Pavilion also brought over the books they needed.

He hooked his lips into a smile, "Thank you."

Fifteen little bean dings gathered around a large table, each sitting upright, with a book spread out in front of him, reading it earnestly.

The scholars who came and went saw this scene, and their hearts were a little amused.

People who don't know it think that these children are really literate.

Changsheng couldn't sit still after sitting for a while, she twisted her buttocks, moved her knees, and rubbed from her mat to Fengyi mat.

"Toyotaro, I don't know these words."

Feng Yi glanced at it, and it turned out to be some relatively uncommon words.

For Changsheng who can only read half of the characters now,

It is indeed difficult.

"I teach you."

Feng Yi scratched a few characters on the paper with his fingers, and he repeated them twice for Changsheng's convenience.

Chang Sheng muttered in his mouth, but he couldn't find the pronunciation after spelling it several times, and his whole Baozi's face was wrinkled into a ball.

She has only been studying in Jinlin Academy for more than three months. She is proficient in pinyin, but not proficient in using it.

Fengyi was not in a hurry, and waited patiently for her to read it out by herself.

The scholar who was paying attention to the situation here came forward with a smile and asked, "What words do you not know, little lady? I can teach you."

Feng Yi rolled her eyes, "Frivolous."

Changsheng tilted his head up, and most of his forehead hair covered his forehead, making his little face look rounder.

She frowned and said, "Feng Dalang will teach longevity."

The scholar smiled and said, "Feng Dalang is the little brother beside you? He is still young, and he doesn't know as many words as my brother."

Fengyi pursed her lips, "Cheeky."

No matter how old he is, he still wants to coax Changsheng to call him brother, shameless.

Changsheng said earnestly, "No, several gentlemen have already said that Feng Dalang is the student who knows the most characters in Jinlin Academy, and he always takes the first place in the test. Also, because Feng Dalang is very good, Daddy Shangfeng even asked Feng Dalang to come and play. Do you know what a kick is? It is very powerful, one hits ten. Feng Dalang's father is also very good! Feng Dalang will be so good in the future."

The scholar listened to Chang Sheng's words, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help the arc.

Although Chang Sheng tried his best to describe it, outsiders who don't understand the situation will only listen inexplicably.

The only thing that can be understood is probably the "kicking field".

"Your Feng Dalang is still too young. The elder brothers here are all adults and don't beat children."

Changsheng tilted her head, she looked at the scholar, then at Fengyi.

Feng Dalang is indeed not as tall as others, nor is he as strong as others.

How can you beat it?

Chang Sheng glanced at Feng Yi aggrievedly, as if he was really facing the prospect of being violently beaten.

Feng Yi bowed to the scholar, and said politely, "The boy still needs to lead a few classmates to study, dear brother, please do it yourself."

The scholar refused to leave, "You are only the age of the chief character now, have you just finished reading "Da Xia Yunshu"?"

According to the current education progress, it is already very good for a seven or eight-year-old child to finish reading "Da Xia Yun Shu".

"My boy is not talented. I have finished reading "Da Xia Yun Shu", and now I am studying "Three Hundred Thousand" with my husband, and "Book of Songs" and "Analects of Confucius" in spring."

The scholar said, "What is three hundred thousand?"

"Academy teaches students' texts."

He asked Feng Yi again, "How old are you, can you understand "The Analects of Confucius"? Do you still study "The Book of Songs?"

"Although I don't understand the general idea, I have already recited it."

As a top student, how could he not preview in advance?

Scholar: "..."

The little brats nowadays are really amazing, they can blow cowhide to the sky with their mouths open, which brat is so good at it?

"You said, you have finished memorizing?"

Feng Yi was silent for a while, and he said, "I finished memorizing the original text, but I only read the annotations written by the gentlemen a few times, and only memorized the outline."

"The Analects of Confucius" is fairly easy to memorize, and "Book of Songs" is a bit difficult for Fengyi.

It is said that "Sun Tzu's Art of War" will be offered next semester, and Fengyi is more interested in that.

Scholar: "..."

blow! keep blowing! Today's bragging kids don't follow the Basic Law, how can the bear parents not have any b-numbers in their hearts?

Do you really think you gave birth to a genius son?

"In that case, I will test you."

Scholars feel that children who brag need to be taught a lesson, otherwise what will happen if they become liars in the future?

"Brother, please advise."

Fengyi raised her hand to signal other students to continue studying, while calmly facing the challenges ahead.

"The sage Confucius had a student whose surname was Bu, whose name was Shang, and whose style name was Zixia. Do you know which sentence he said about how to deal with parents, monarchs, and friends?"

Fengyi said without hesitation, "To serve parents, one can do one's best; to serve one's ruler, one can do one's best; to make friends, one must keep one's word."

The scholar didn't expect Fengyi to be able to answer it, so he was puzzled, "Make friends with friends, keep your word, what's the explanation for this?"

"Associating with friends, because of honesty and honesty, abide by the promise."

Scholar: "..."

He originally wanted to use these words to mock Fengyi for not bragging at a young age, but now he is a bit embarrassed.

Scholars did not believe in evil, so he asked again, "The most proud disciple of Confucius, is honored by the world as Yan Zi, whose name is Ziyuan. Confucius praised him many times, saying that he is studious, benevolent, and even praised him for having four virtues. Do you know which four virtues are they? What is Yan Hui's lifelong pursuit?"

"There are four ways of a gentleman, stronger than practicing righteousness, weaker than receiving remonstrance, fearful of serving one's salary, and cautious of governing oneself. Mr. marked this passage, understanding it as being firm when practicing virtue and righteousness, being compliant when accepting remonstrance, and being compliant with officials." Avoid fear when making a fortune, and be cautious when cultivating yourself."

Feng Yi also said, "As for what Yan Zi's sages wanted all their lives, I dare to think that it must be a prosperous age where the monarch and his ministers are united, harmony at the foot of the mountain, abundant food and clothing, health for all people, salty clothing everywhere, and peace in the world."

The scholars began to pay attention now, and those who paid attention to the movement here were also attracted.

The scholar continued to ask, "Why do you say that?"

Feng Yi said, "The sage Yan Zi once said that he took Shun as his ambition, shared the same path with Shun, and pursued the same pursuit. He also said, 'May there be no evil, no hard work'."

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