Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 1172

But more than ten days passed.

On the banks of the Wei River, where the ruins of the academy are located, there are bamboo buildings rising from the ground, some are exquisite, some are elegant, and some are unique...

They were all built by students who came here because of its reputation and were determined to study.

During these ten days, the name of An Xiu spread almost throughout the entire Song Dynasty.

First, An Xiu was too young, only about twenty years old; second, he was otherworldly, as if he came from heaven; third, he had mastered the method of reading to nourish the spirit. Moreover, he was not like Shi Angong, who could do it sometimes and not sometimes...

Many students heard that An Xiu had built a house in the ruins of the academy and might give lectures there, so they flocked to Sandalwood County.

It is a rare opportunity to listen to lectures by great scholars.

The most important thing is that An Xiu would read in the morning whenever the sun rises, and he would use the method of reading to nourish his energy.

For those who read, the method of nourishing one's spirit through reading is naturally self-evident.

Extremely important.

Since Li Sheng passed down the method of reading to nourish the spirit for thousands of years, all the scholars who have mastered the method of reading to nourish the spirit have become great scholars.
During the most glorious period of Sandalwood Academy, countless great scholars and sages emerged.

And more than 90% of them have mastered the method of nourishing energy through reading.

so.

There is a saying circulating in the Song Dynasty.

As long as you master the method of reading and nourishing your spirit, you will definitely become a great scholar, and it is not impossible to become a great sage. On the contrary, if you don’t master the method of reading and nourishing your spirit, it will be extremely difficult to become a great sage.

Mastering the method of nourishing energy through reading can help people achieve twice the result with half the effort.

It's like cheating.

Over the past ten days, hundreds of students and scholars have followed or listened to the morning reading and have gained something. Especially Ning Song, the head of Sandalwood Academy, who is already over fifty years old and is approaching sixty, actually has a feeling of breakthrough.

He has been an eighth-rank Confucian scholar for six or seven years.

However, six or seven years of accumulation still prevented him from making a breakthrough, and he even thought at one point that he might only be an eighth-rank Confucian scholar in this life.

Although it is said that being a Confucian scholar in the Song Dynasty would make one famous in one area, or even in the whole world, as a scholar and a disciple of Confucianism, who wouldn't want to become a great scholar and leave a good name for generations to come?
In the nearly ten years since he became the head of Sandalwood Academy, he has been managing Sandalwood Academy while studying hard, but he can't find any hope of a breakthrough. Moreover, he is almost sixty years old, and by then his physical strength and energy will not be able to keep up...

However, after listening carefully to the morning reading, or following the morning reading, he actually felt as if he had suddenly realized something, and vaguely understood why he had not made any breakthroughs. At this moment, he couldn't help but laugh, laughing at himself for having only known how to study hard before...

It was not just the Palace Master Ning Song who was like this. Some of the gentlemen and older scholars in the Sandalwood Academy were also like this. At this time, they all had a vague feeling that they were about to break through, mainly because they had accumulated enough knowledge and were well-informed.

Of course, some young students also gained something.

But overall, older scholars gain more than younger students.

Confucian practice places great emphasis on the accumulation of knowledge, otherwise there would not be a phenomenon where a minister of literature becomes a great Confucian scholar or even a great sage overnight. In Feng Qingyan's reincarnation world, examples of ministers of literature becoming great sages directly are not uncommon.

This also applies to this world.

A few days ago.

The Palace Master Ning Song also invited Feng Qingyan to give lectures at the Sandalwood Academy.

Feng Qingyan did not refuse, but did not go immediately, and continued to study in the thatched cottage. At this moment, he seemed to be back in Zangshan Academy, where he was either reading or practicing calligraphy every day...

The thatched cottage was very large, and there was a special person who was responsible for his food and daily life.

This person is the seventh princess.

The Seventh Princess was only about sixteen or seventeen years old. Although she was not very old, ordinary students could not compare to her. After all, she had already opened up her own world and was a second-rank scholar...

At her age, there were not many people in the entire Song Dynasty who could become second-rank scholars. She could be said to be a young talent.

"Sir, there are many students outside who would like to invite you to give a lecture."

The Seventh Princess came to the thatched cottage and said to Feng Qingyan who was quietly reading, "Sir, can you give lectures for a few days? Many students have come here from thousands of miles away because of your reputation..."

"How many students are there?"

Feng Qingyan pondered for a moment and then looked up.

This made the Seventh Princess happy. After all, the master usually didn't pay much attention to her, so she was just shameless enough to stay by his side to take care of his daily life.

There are no other thatched huts or bamboo buildings within a mile of the hut...

First, the other students respected him and did not dare to disturb him rashly; second, Feng Qingyan was used to quietness and being alone.

But now, he has become An Xiu, and the personality hidden in the deepest part of his heart is just like the An Xiu of the past. Seeing that Gan Lai is no different from ordinary people and needs to eat and live in the same way, he acquiesces to the existence of the Seventh Princess.

Moreover, he became Anxiu and built a house here in order to pass on the Confucian teachings.

Who is An Xiu?
The headmaster of Zangshan Academy, a teacher...

Why is the word "Zhi Shou"?

In fact, An Xiu’s character has been clearly described.

"Sir, there are about two hundred people."

The Seventh Princess said.

"After the morning reading tomorrow, there will be lectures by the river. Students from all over the world can come." Feng Qingyan said after a moment of hesitation.

"Thank you, sir."

The seventh princess was overjoyed, and after bowing, she hurried out to announce the good news.

After hearing this, everyone was overjoyed.

"Mr. An, are you really going to give a lecture?"

"Are you sure it's tomorrow morning?"

"Which river bank is it?"

When the news reached Sandalwood Academy, all the students were extremely excited and some even rushed there overnight. After all, Sandalwood Academy was dozens of miles away from the ruins of the academy. If they hurried there tomorrow morning, they would be too late.

"Is Mr. An really going to give a lecture?" A teacher in the academy asked after hearing this, "Everyone, would you like to go and listen?"

"Mr. An is a great scholar from the Middle Earth, so naturally I have to listen."

"It's hard to imagine such a young scholar. He must have some extraordinary qualities..."

Many teachers from the school also rushed over overnight.

When the news spread in Sandalwood County, even some common people came to watch the fun. It didn’t matter whether they could understand it or not, the main thing was “I have heard the great scholar’s ​​lecture.”

You will have something to brag about in the future.

How many ordinary people have ever listened to lectures by great scholars?
Even among the scholars, not all were qualified to listen to lectures by great Confucian scholars. After all, there were only four great Confucian scholars in the Song Dynasty.

And how many scholars were there in the dynasty?

Before it got dark, countless scholars and common people flocked to the ruins of the academy, and the number reached thousands.

There was also a steady stream of common people and students coming.

The originally quiet ruins of the academy became lively again at this moment, with many vendors pushing carts and selling their goods.

On the banks of the Wei River, bamboo houses are still being built...

"Xiao Ning, should we leave or stay here to attend the class?"

The night gradually darkened, but the Weishui River was not quiet, and a long river lantern was lit. Many students or literati gathered in groups of three or five, either reciting poems or playing the zither and chess...

"Of course I'm attending classes. This is such a rare opportunity."

Xiao Ning said with eyes shining.

"Can you understand the great scholar's lecture?"

"Maybe you can understand it?"

"I do not believe……"

At the moment, the two of them lived in a bamboo house, which was built by hired craftsmen. Although it was not big, it was very exquisite. "But we don't have much money left."

Xiao Ning frowned after she finished speaking. Although they brought a lot of silver, they spent a lot of it as they stopped and walked along the way.

And it cost a lot to build the bamboo house.

After all, for a great scholar to build a residence here, even building a bamboo house would cost nearly ten times more.

"What about stealing? I saw a lot of fat sheep, they must have made a lot of money." The little deer suddenly had a bad idea.

"No, there are Confucian disciples everywhere, even great Confucian scholars. This is simply courting death." Xiao Ning immediately shook his head, frowned and whispered, "Xiao Lu, do you think it is possible that Mr. An already knows our identities?"

"This, shouldn't be the case, right?"

"A few days ago, I noticed several old men staring at us..."

"Bah, they are all old perverts. They didn't discover our identities at all, but they had evil intentions. The older they get, the more dishonest they become."

“That’s a teacher from Sandalwood Academy.”

"So what if you are a gentleman? Are all gentlemen upright? These scholars are the most sanctimonious..."

"Uh……"

Xiao Ning suddenly had nothing to say. After all, he had encountered quite a few on the way here.

There are upright gentlemen, but they are very rare.

Feng Qingyan naturally knew their identities and saw through them at a glance. In addition to the two of them being demons, there were other demons hidden among the many students...

But they are all demons who admire people who read.

Ning Song and other teachers from the academy also discovered their existence, but Feng Qingyan did not say anything, which meant he acknowledged their existence.

Even if Mr. An had already acquiesced, they naturally didn't need to care. As long as they didn't mess around and cause trouble, Ning Song and the others would ignore them.

Although the Song Dynasty had a Demon Suppression Bureau, not all demons were killed.

Scholars and literati gathered everywhere along the Wei River, just like a literary festival, filled with laughter everywhere.

"I wonder what Mr. An will say tomorrow morning?"

“This is something to look forward to.”

"good."

"How long will Mr. An give lectures?"

"Mr. An will settle down here and will probably stay for some time..."

"I heard that even students from the capital have come here. I don't know if we can still make it in time."

"Not only the students from the capital, but even the famous prostitutes from Jiangnan seem to have come here. Tsk tsk, the world is really going downhill. Even a singing girl wants to take advantage of Mr. An's fame..."

"However, the four great scholars of our Song Dynasty seem to be silent."

"What more do you want? Do you want Shi Angong to come? Although Mr. An is a great scholar, Shi Angong is..."

The night is getting darker.

The lights were also on in the thatched cottage.

Feng Qingyan looked at the Confucian classics of this world, but they were not much different from the classics of the reincarnation world.

Instead, I discovered that this world lacks many Confucian classics.

However, this is Yanyun Realm after all, just a small place in this world. Just because it doesn't exist here doesn't mean it doesn't exist in the Middle-earth.

If the Holy Academy is not there, then it will definitely be gone.

He also needs to complete the Confucian classics of this world. In addition to the Confucian classics, the classics of various philosophers will also be completed.

He Anxiu was a disciple of Confucianism, but he also understood the classics of various philosophers.

He has countless books in his mind.

Almost all the classics of various philosophers are already hidden in his heart...

When it was midnight, he walked out of the thatched cottage, looked up at the sky, and did not move. But at this moment, his gaze passed through the heaven and earth, fell on the heavens, and fell on the mountain pass. Because at this moment, there was actually a celestial being coming to Jiuzhou to kill him, which surprised him a little.

Tianren Tianzun knew the existence of the Seven Killings Heavenly Stele, but still came to kill him. Why?

Just to die?

boom!
When the Heavenly Man and Heavenly Venerable reached a certain range of the Jiuzhou Great Thousand World, the Seven Killing Heavenly Stele immediately appeared, bursting out with extremely terrifying murderous aura, and quickly killed the two Heavenly Man and Heavenly Venerables who were coming to kill them.

Why would Tianren Tianzun come to die?

This made Feng Qingyan confused for a moment, but now, he was in the small world of the Jiuzhou universe, and his eyes could not fall into the Honghuang heaven, nor could he fall into the myriad worlds, and he could not detect what was happening in the outside world.

However, he knew that during this period of time, the Celestials would definitely take action.

It’s not that the Celestials don’t allow him to grow, but that the Lord of Heaven in Dayantian will not allow him to grow any further.

The appearance of the Seven Killing Heavenly Stele has made the Lord of Heaven feel the crisis and that something has changed in the lower world.

They will definitely respond.

He felt that time was running out, and the Lord of Heaven would also feel that time was running out. How could he just wait to die? When he just entered the world of the living, he saw a terrible scene, that is, the sky was shrouded in thick blood mist.

This means that the Great Thousand War may begin again.

Although now, there are constant wars between Jiuzhou and the Celestial Clan, it cannot be said to be a war of the universe.

He is indeed a little worried now, as the Lord of Heaven has started the Great War.

Although the Great Thousand War has begun, the human race in Jiuzhou will not suffer countless casualties or even be exterminated as before. But what about other races? He is worried that other races will be exterminated by the Celestial Race.

If not for this, the heavens would not be covered with such a thick blood mist.

This must mean something.

The Lord of Heaven started the Great Thousand War, ostensibly to ease their burden, but he had no answer in his mind as to whether this was actually the case.

There is too little information to make any inferences.

That may be true, but there may be a deeper reason.

Only by figuring it out can he know what the Lord of Heaven wants to do and what his purpose is.

But now, the soul is not yet completely perfect, and there are many things that cannot be done...

For example, Heavenly Prison.

For example, Juntian Realm.

He is likely to visit these two places, especially Juntian Realm.

As long as he completely perfects his soul and doubles his strength, he will be sure to escape under the will of the Lord of Heaven.

The perfection of God lies in returning to one's heart.

The heart is to find peace and cultivation.

An Xiu is both his teacher and his innermost self, an existence that is difficult to describe.

When he came here, he became Anxiu and therefore walked by the name of Anxiu.

After a moment, he withdrew his gaze and returned to the thatched cottage.

The night passed slowly.

When the sky was getting light, Feng Qingyan came out of the thatched cottage. On the river bank, many students were already waiting...

……

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(End of this chapter)