I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 102 Conception of "Three Character Classic"

"Big brother, can you both read and write?"

In the evening, a bonfire was lit in the ancestral hall.

All the boat passengers who got off the boat were resting here at the moment, and the common people automatically gathered on one side, while Song Mu and other literati from Shiyang County were on the other side near the gate of the ancestral hall.

And in this ancestral hall, there are still many children from the village gathered here at this moment.

They were wearing shabby clothes that only covered their buttocks, and they were dirty, but they were looking at Song Mu and the others with bright eyes.

Although it was night, Master Xun still asked everyone to read the article and rest until late at night.

As for Master Xun himself, outside the ancestral hall, he was talking with men from several fishing villages, while also paying attention to the surrounding situation.

Today, after learning the whole story of that incident, Master Xun took out his pen and re-drawn it on the Tongwen stele. With the blessing of humanistic power, the deterrent effect of this stele is a little stronger.

However, Master Xun still did not dare to take it lightly. What the villagers said today actually showed from the side that the monster this time is powerful, and it may already be a monster.

Such monsters are simply natural disasters for ordinary people, and they are also a huge threat to Song Mu and other literati who have not yet used literary power.

A group of scholars in Shiyang County are still taking their annual exams in Fucheng. This time, Master Xun sent all the children and newly promoted scholars back.

Master Xun must pay attention to the dangers along the way.

Song Mu was holding a book and looking at it. Hearing a child's crisp voice, he put down the book in his hand and raised his head. Seeing two five or six-year-old children looking at him, he also smiled knowingly and turned towards him. waved to them.

Their childlike eyes made Song Mu think of Song Mingwei, the girl at home, and his heart softened at the moment.

Song Mu took out a small package from the bag next to him, and when he opened it, there were caramel candies the size of knuckles.

The children's eyes widened when they saw the snow-white caramel, and their mouths drooled unconsciously.

The children who grew up in Qingku mountain village seldom ate such sweet things a few times throughout their childhood, so at this moment, when they saw the caramel in Song Mu's hands, they all showed eagerness on their faces.

Seeing Song Mu waving again, these children finally couldn't resist the temptation, and immediately stepped forward, Song Mu smiled and asked them to hold out their hands.

"Have you all been educated? Did you ever know how to read?"

At this time, Kong Zong, who was sitting beside him, raised his head with great interest, and asked them a question.

The seven or eight-year-old child who was the leader looked a little embarrassed when he heard that, and immediately bowed his head and said nothing, just staring straight at the caramel in Song Mu's hand, as if he thought that before holding the caramel, he had to take a test of literacy.

Song Mu also looked at a few people. These children had some longing on their faces. It was unknown whether it was the longing for the caramel in Song Mu's hand, or the longing for reading.

Seeing several people shaking their heads one after another, Song Mu and Kong Zong also looked at each other and smiled, Song Mu didn't fool them anymore, and gave a piece of caramel to the child in front of him.

Several children rushed up one after another, reaching out to Song Mu one by one. Song Mu distributed the caramel under their timid eyes, and then asked the oldest child.

"Is there no master in the village to teach you to read?"

The half-grown child sniffled, wrapped the caramel carefully with the corner of his clothes, and then said to Song Mu.

"Grandpa Fan is getting old, so he hasn't taught in the past two years."

"Grandpa Fan only taught my grandpa and dad."

Song Mu was taken aback when he heard about it, and then he learned from the half-grown child that this Grandpa Fan was actually the only scholar in the village.

And this scholar is now 90 years old and can no longer teach students.

Song Mu who heard this was also silent, and Kong Zong next to him also shook his head generously.

"This small village is too remote. The children will probably inherit their father's business in the future. If they are not farmers, fishermen, or hunters."

Several scholars next to him also nodded, and each of them felt a little regretful.

Everyone also came from the countryside, but no matter how poor the village is, it will find a way to send gifted children to study, but this remote village already feels a little isolated from the world. There are dozens of miles of mountain roads.

Kong Zong still persisted in asking, except for the half-grown child who could write his own name, the other children were all illiterate.

However, these children who ate the caramel were getting along with the scholars at the moment, and they begged the scholars to teach them how to write their names.

Although this disturbed everyone's study and rest, it was obvious that all the young and talented students were disregarded at this moment, and they started teaching one-on-one.

Even some of the boat passengers who followed beside him showed eagerness at the moment, and some people came to beg the scholars to teach them how to write their names.

But just writing the name, it is difficult for many people at the moment.

When everyone was learning this, Song Mu looked at the big boy who was nearest, and asked a question.

"Can you sing nursery rhymes?"

Hearing what Song Mu said, the half-grown child responded first, and then they sang slowly without waiting for Song Mu to say anything else.

"Yangliuer live, spin the top."; "Yangliuerqing, let go of the clock."

"When the willows die, kick the shuttlecock."; "When the willows sprout, beat them."

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"Big stars and big stars go up and down in the sky, release green light, touch the ground and move, attracting flying dragons on the ground."

"Your Excellency rises from the ground, spreads his glory, seals demons, and kills the world without insects."

The two nursery rhymes were not pleasant, but they were catchy. At this moment, several children sang along, and their voices were resonant.

This lively scene immediately attracted Xun Fuzi and others who were outside, and a few village men came up to stop them. Song Mu and others waved their hands, only to stop the children from singing, but let the children stay here play.

At this time, Song Mu looked at the children in front of him with some expectation.

Kong Zong also noticed Song Mu's expression, and he didn't know what Song Mu was thinking at the moment, so he moved closer and asked.

"Brother Song, do you have any ideas?"

Song Mu turned his head to look at the other party, his eyes were a little pensive at the moment, and then he said to Kong Zong with a smile on his face.

"Brother Kong, at what age did you learn to read?"

Kong Zong thought about it for a while: "I don't remember clearly, but it started when I was very young."

Song Mu continued to ask: "Was it easy to read and write at that time?"

Kong Zong smiled and shook his head: "It's hard. I remember learning ten characters a day. If I couldn't learn them, my father would hit my palm."

When thinking of this, Kong Zong had a bit of emotion and nostalgia on his face.

Song Mu also nodded at the moment, and Kong Zong immediately looked at Song Mu with great interest, and asked, "Does Brother Song have some ideas about teaching children to read?"

Song Mu nodded, looked at the children, and spoke immediately.

"You can see that it is very difficult for them to be literate, but when they talk about nursery rhymes, they sing them cheerfully and understand the meaning."

Song Mu said so, but the expression on his face already contained some expectation.

At this moment, Song Mu thought of the Three Character Classic.

This is a three-character rhyme written by Wang Yinglin, a Jinshi in the Southern Song Dynasty. The other party is an official to the master book of Taichang Temple, and an official in charge of etiquette and education.

Needless to say, the quality of things written by such literati.

Compared with "Thousand Character Classic", "Three Character Classic" can be described as catchy, and there are many classic stories in it. All in all, it is very suitable for children's enlightenment.

Song Mu also thought of this matter when he saw these children.

It's just that the content of the "Three Character Classic" may have to be changed, and even if you want to write it out, you still need to polish it.

But Kong Zong, who heard Song Mu's words, looked at Song Mu with great interest at the moment.

"This is a good idea. Using nursery rhymes to teach and entertaining may really make a difference."

"If it can be compiled for children to read and write, it will be a great achievement!

Kong Zong said so, his face was full of excitement.

But the two hadn't talked for a long time when they suddenly heard a hurried voice from outside the ancestral hall.

"That guy is here!"

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