Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 1173 The beginning of a dream...

In late autumn, the weather is getting cooler.

Although it was just dawn, many students had already gotten up from their seats by the Weishui River in the ruins of the academy. Some had servants fetch or boil water for them to wash, while others ran to the river and wiped their faces randomly...

The originally quiet riverside suddenly became lively and full of life.

"It's dawn, wake up."

In the simple tent, a student shook his sleeping companion and said, "Today is Mr. An's first lecture. How can we miss it?"

"Oh, I see……"

His companion responded in a daze from being shaken.

"Why don't you get up? It's too late, how can there be a good seat?" The student asked, "How long did you chat last night?"

"The cock crows..."

The companion was still talking in a daze, and then fell asleep again.

Seeing that he couldn't wake him up, the student stopped calling. He simply packed up his things and went to the river to wash up. Then he sat under a willow tree, chewing on some dry food out of boredom, with envy in his eyes from time to time.

By the river, most of the students were like him, relatively poor students, living in simple tents, eating the dry food they brought yesterday. They could not be like those rich students or those from powerful families, who were surrounded by people and servants, and they only needed to enjoy the romance.

"I must become a scholar, and I will be able to open up the world in my mind..."

Some poor students made a secret vow.

However, just after he made the oath, his soul was aroused and his eyes fell on those women.

On the banks of the Wei River, in addition to scholars and city dwellers who came to watch the excitement, there were also some female students, rich daughters, and prostitutes.

In this world, women's status is not low and they can read and write.

There are some female students in Sandalwood Academy, but not many, only a few dozen, and they mainly study the four arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Therefore, it is very normal to see women on the riverside. There are also some prostitutes who deliberately walk gracefully on the grass by the river to attract the attention of students...

This made some literati couldn't help but scold.

In some exquisite bamboo buildings, there were female students or rich girls who could not help but discuss Feng Qingyan's appearance after washing up. It was mainly because he was too handsome and too extraordinary that people could not ignore him.

Every time Feng Qingyan travels, he will seduce some women.

This time too.

Soon, the sky became bright and the students all flocked to the place where Feng Qingyan usually read in the morning, a small hillside by the river.

The hillside is only a few feet high.

There used to be a pavilion here, but it has long since collapsed along with the academy. Now there are students from aristocratic families who have built a thatched pavilion specifically for it.

In the thatched cottage in the valley.

After Feng Qingyan washed and had breakfast, he went to the small hillside accompanied by the Seventh Princess.

Because the hillside is not big, not many people can stand on it, so the students can only stand at the bottom of the hill. Those who can stand on the hillside are basically the teachers of the county academy, the famous scholars in the county, and the disciples of the aristocratic families.

"Meet Mr. An."

"Meet Mr. An."

As they walked along, students around them saluted one after another, and Feng Qingyan nodded in response with a warm smile on his face.

"Is this Mr. An? Too young, too young."

At the foot of the hill, there were students who had hurriedly arrived yesterday and had not yet seen Feng Qingyan. They were shocked when they saw him. Although they had heard that Mr. An was very young, hearing about him and seeing him with their own eyes were two different things.

"Yes, this is Mr. An, who some people call a young scholar."

"Tsk tsk, a young scholar, I can't imagine it. I just can't understand, after only studying for a few years, he has become a scholar?"

"The dragon's figure and phoenix's appearance are natural and natural."

"Looking at him, I felt as if I had merged with the heaven and earth, just like the legendary unity of man and nature."

"He is indeed a man of unrivalled elegance and style, truly a rare and extraordinary man in the world."

"He became a great scholar at such a young age. Could it be that he mastered the method of reading and nourishing the spirit? I heard a rumor that the method of reading and nourishing the spirit is the foundation of a great scholar..."

"I have also heard this rumor."

"Is that really the case?"

"This rumor is very likely true."

At this time, a scholar in his early thirties pondered for a moment and said, "According to the records in ancient books, thousands of years ago in Sandalwood Academy, all the great scholars and sages mastered the method of nourishing their spirits through reading. It is precisely because of the mastery of the method of nourishing their spirits through reading that Sandalwood Academy has been so glorious for a thousand years. Unfortunately..."

After the scholar finished speaking, he shook his head and sighed.

"This method of nourishing qi through reading has not been lost, but why can't we master it now?" A student couldn't help but ask curiously, "Although there are four great scholars in the Song Dynasty, only Shi Angong knows it. It's really strange..."

"The method of nourishing qi through reading is not something that can be mastered by practice, but requires enlightenment." Another scholar said, "Perhaps our comprehension is too poor."

"If it's ten or a hundred people, you can say their understanding is poor, but if it's a thousand or ten thousand people, that doesn't make sense."

"This is indeed a little unreasonable." A student nodded and said, "Even if there is a generation with poor understanding, it is impossible for all generations to have poor understanding. Besides, it is impossible for there to be a generation with poor understanding..."

"What's the problem?"

"Who knows? If they knew, wouldn't they have found the root cause? If they had found the root cause, they would have found a solution long ago after so many years..."

"Hush, Mr. An is ready for morning reading."

"Quiet."

on the hill.

When Feng Qingyan faced east, the noise from the hillside quickly disappeared, and everyone immediately quieted down as if their mouths were covered.

The morning reading is still the Book of Songs.

This world also has the "Book of Songs", and the content has not changed much.

Because the Book of Songs is similar, but the worlds are different, each world has a different understanding of the Book of Songs, or even cannot understand it at all. Because some worlds have not discovered these things, let alone the various wind valleys in the Book of Songs, how can they understand it?
Read through like this?

As for why there is the Book of Songs in this world, and the content is similar, Feng Qingyan has a rough answer in his mind...

Because no matter how vast the world is, there are countless small worlds.

However, there are only eighty-one true saints, who manifested themselves in various worlds and taught the people of various worlds. Moreover, the time of their manifestation was too long ago, and the time of the saints can no longer be traced, and they have even become myths and legends.

But the classics of various philosophers have been passed down miraculously.

This is how the classics of various philosophers came about.

When Feng Qingyan opened his mouth, white words came out one by one, expanding and spreading in the air, making the heaven and earth resonate. His loud and melodious reading voice echoed, echoing between heaven and earth, and echoing in everyone's hearts.

"Speaking with great power!"

“This is the noble spirit!”

"It is indeed a method of nourishing one's spirit through reading. Moreover, it is a very terrifying method of nourishing one's spirit through reading!"

On the hillside, some scholars and students who were experiencing morning reading for the first time were shocked by the scene before them, because the scene of "speaking with noble words" only existed in books and legends, but they had never seen it with their own eyes.

In the Song Dynasty, it was said that reading books to nourish one's spirit was the foundation of becoming a great scholar. Unfortunately, the method of reading books to nourish one's spirit was there, but few people had mastered it for thousands of years. Even Shi Angong only seemed to understand it, but he had not really mastered it. "Why are words coming out of Mr. An's mouth?"

A woman asked doubtfully.

"That's not words, but Haoran. It's the Haoran spoken from the mouth, not words..." Someone couldn't help but answer, so he closed his eyes and listened quietly, feeling the "Book of Songs" with his heart following the rhythmic sound of reading.

Gradually, it seemed that the whole person's soul entered the magical world of the Book of Songs.

As the sound of reading echoed, he traveled throughout the world of the Book of Songs, experienced the style and customs of different countries, which made his soul tremble greatly.

click-

He broke through quietly.

And he was not the only one who broke through.

Now, at the foot of the hill and on the banks of the Wei River, the number of scholars, students and common people who came to watch the fun has reached nearly two thousand.

Incredibly spectacular.

More than half of the population were scholars, so there was naturally no shortage of students with extraordinary talents.

Moreover, their realm is too low, but they have read a lot of books, so their accumulation is relatively good. Because the Tao of this world is difficult to achieve, it takes more effort and more accumulation to reach the same realm.

Feng Qingyan’s current morning reading is a catalyst.

Therefore, under his deliberate morning reading, countless students gained something, and many students even made breakthroughs.

On the hillside, Ning Song, who was almost sixty years old, suddenly trembled, and his whole body began to shake slightly. It was not that he had realized the method of nourishing qi through reading, but that he had broken through the realm and entered the seventh level from the eighth level.

However, he did not get excited. Instead, he listened quietly, reciting silently in his mouth and heart.

He felt like he was about to catch something.

However, it was always a little short, which made him feel extremely regretful.

He knew what this was.

During Feng Qingyan's morning reading, a mighty and righteous spirit rose from between heaven and earth, covering the banks of the Wei River like a thick fog, shocking the students.

Today's righteous spirit seems to be greater and more abundant.

At this moment, Ning Song threw away the distracting thoughts in his mind and observed Feng Qingyan's every move and every word, and found that Mr. An had really merged with the world. Although Mr. An in front of him stood there quietly, he could not be felt. It seemed that the hillside was Mr. An, and the mountains in the distance were Mr. An...

Mr. An is everywhere and yet he is nowhere.

This suddenly made him stunned.

Harmony between man and nature?

Not only Ning Song felt this way, but so did other people on the hillside.

Mr. An is clearly right in front of us, but his presence is imperceptible, like a phantom.

At this moment, Feng Qingyan was also filled with an indescribable aura, as if bringing them into a magical world.

So in their eyes.

The surrounding scenery disappeared, leaving only Mr. An.

But gradually, even Mr. An disappeared, leaving only the melodious sound of reading and reciting the Book of Songs.

In the end, they didn't even know whose voice was reading.

But it seemed to be the sound of scholars reading.

It is the disciples who are reciting.

boom!
boom!
Their minds seemed to explode, becoming open in an instant, and they saw a wider world.

A broader perspective.

They saw the distant mountains of books and the oceans of learning...

Moreover, in the mountains of books and the sea of ​​learning, we can also see figures who are unable to study hard, including scholars, ministers, great scholars, and great sages...

This shocked them. Where was this?
However, they gradually forgot about the shock and threw themselves into the mountain of books and the ocean of knowledge, studying eagerly.

It was unknown how long it took, but they had finished reading a mountain of books...

As a result, some principles and mysteries that they had not understood before were suddenly understood by them.

That's it!

Many people were amazed in their hearts and were about to continue to immerse themselves in the mountain of books and study hard, but suddenly they found themselves standing on the hillside.

This made them suddenly stunned.

Was it just a dream? But why was this dream so real, so real that they actually learned something in the dream. The most shocking thing was that they really understood it and made a breakthrough without making any sound.

This doesn't seem like a dream.

But if it’s not a dream, then what is it?
While they were shocked and puzzled, Feng Qingyan had already finished his morning reading.

However, the fog formed by the righteous spirit did not dissipate, but instead turned into mountains of books and oceans of learning...

The mountains of books and oceans of knowledge that they saw and read in their dreams included not only their past accumulation, but also Feng Qingyan's knowledge.

Of course, these are all relatively common knowledge. They are too profound and they cannot understand them now. No matter what you learn, you need to take it slowly. How can you become a master in one go? The great scholars in this world are just literary masters.

Feng Qingyan's knowledge storage may not even be comparable to that of a saint. In terms of cultivation alone, he has mastered the cultivation of the Nine Meridians, but how much knowledge does the cultivation of the Nine Meridians have?
However, in terms of knowledge alone, literature and Taoism do have the largest amount of knowledge.

Because culture and Taoism emphasize civilization.

What is civilization?
At this moment, Feng Qingyan stood quietly on the hillside, exuding a mysterious aura to help everyone enter the realm of dream consciousness. The realm of dream consciousness is a very magical wonderland. Maybe it is only a few breaths outside, but it is possible that several years, or even dozens or hundreds of years, have passed inside. In fact, it is precisely because of this that many students, after waking up from their dreams, find that they have actually made a breakthrough.

Because there is so much knowledge to be absorbed in dreams.

Moreover, this knowledge was roughly organized by Feng Qingyan, which can help them quickly learn more useful knowledge.

However, not everyone can enter the realm of dream consciousness.

There were nearly two thousand people on the river bank, but only a hundred or so entered the realm of dream consciousness. However, almost everyone who entered the realm of dream consciousness had a breakthrough, and some even broke through the third level, that is, the third level.

When Ning Song woke up from his dream, he found that he had reached the sixth rank of Confucian scholar.

It only took him a short while to break through two small realms.

"Haha, I opened up a new world in my heart. I became a scholar. I became a ninth-rank scholar..."

Some students shouted excitedly.

In the Song Dynasty, there were not a few scholars who opened up their minds, but they were not so numerous that they could be seen everywhere. In a county with tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people, there were only a few hundred scholars who opened up their minds.

The most are no more than a thousand.

This includes the middle-aged and elderly people.

……

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(End of this chapter)