Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 1175 Three Years Later...

Along the gurgling river, you can see exquisite bamboo buildings looming among the green willows...

The banks are full of rhododendrons, like two long ribbons hanging on the water.

Bees and butterflies are flying happily among the flowers.

There are several luxurious pleasure boats on the river, from which one can faintly hear pleasant piano sounds, hearty singing, or joyful laughter.

Qiang Qiang——

There is a quaint bamboo building facing the river. A young man is kneeling on the corridor with a lyre in front of him.

He faced the gurgling river and plucked the strings of the zither casually.

The hand falls and the strings move.

One after another pleasant notes suddenly arose.

The melody keeps jumping and changing within the range, sometimes making people feel as if they are on the top of a mountain, and sometimes making people feel as if they are in a place surrounded by clouds and mist. The sound of the piano is erratic, but full of spirituality, like a dancing butterfly, floating out of the bamboo building, across the river, and scattering one by one between heaven and earth.

Soon after, a white sound mist rose.

The piano music is of high quality.

"Who's entered the rank?"

"I don't know, it should be nearby."

"It seems that there is only... this guy Ji Lun nearby, right?"

At this moment, students from the surrounding bamboo buildings came out in surprise, quickly looked towards the young man's bamboo building, and asked in shock: "This guy Ji Lun actually entered the rank?"

“It seems to be really good.”

"Tsk tsk, he is indeed the Ji family's genius!"

"Although this guy was born into a famous Qinyin family, he is too young, isn't he? He has already been admitted to the rank at such a young age. Doesn't that mean he has the potential to become a national talent? Is the Ji family going to produce another national talent? However, with the Ji family's five thousand years of heritage, it is reasonable for them to produce a national talent..."

"This annoying guy seems to be only twelve or thirteen years old?"

A woman frowned and said.

"He's only thirteen years old, and sometimes he's really annoying." The young man next to the woman smiled and nodded, "He's just a little guy who doesn't hold back. Actually, he's quite cute once you get to know him..."

"Just annoying?"

The woman disagreed and said coldly: "Arrogant, arrogant, rude, and arrogant, how can he be cute? I don't know how he can survive until now with such a mean mouth."

"..."

The young man shrugged. This little guy was indeed a bit mean. He said, "Anyway, he has already entered the rank at such a young age. He is indeed a peerless genius. Should I go over and congratulate him?"

"Don't go."

The woman couldn't help but roll her eyes and said, "I get angry when I see him."

"I say, why are you getting angry with a child?"

The young man said calmly.

puff!
The woman burst out laughing and couldn't help but said, "Child? If he heard it, he would probably be mad at you."

"Twelve or thirteen years old, what else can he be but a child?" The young man grinned and said, "Let's go, this little fellow's talent in playing the zither is truly amazing, maybe he can become a national hero one day."

"The zither represents virtue," the woman said. "If one has no virtue, it is useless even if one has talent. What is a national hero? It means being unparalleled. How can a person without virtue be unparalleled? How can he be a national hero? The zither is like heaven and earth, and its spirit encompasses yin and yang. Its spirit is profound, its sound is clear and melodious, and it is elegant and fluent. It is joyful but not lewd. It supports the national customs and supports the king's rule. A good listener can know good and bad fortune, and the survival of the country. A good drummer can change yin and yang, and gather and disperse ghosts and gods."

“The zither is the heart.”

The young man hesitated for a moment and said, looking at Ji Lun's bamboo building, "Listen with your ears, but listen with your heart; don't listen with your heart, but listen with your breath."

The woman frowned, disagreeing but not refutating for the time being.

"Childlike innocence is absolutely pure and innocent, the original mind of the first thought. If you lose your childlike innocence, you will lose your true heart, and you will lose your true self." The young man shook his head and continued, "Sounds and colors come from emotions. They are natural. Can they be controlled or forced? If they come from emotions naturally, then they will naturally stop at etiquette and morality? Apart from emotions, how can etiquette and morality be stopped?"

"Only when one is forced and forced, one loses. If one takes nature as beauty, and it is not outside of one's emotions and nature, how can there be such a thing as naturalness?"

"Those with clear personalities naturally have fluent tones; those with relaxed personalities naturally have sparse tones; those with broad-minded personalities naturally have majestic tones; those with majestic personalities naturally have heroic tones; those with melancholy personalities naturally have sad tones; those with eccentric personalities naturally have strange tones. If there is such a style, there will be such a tone, all of which are natural to the emotions..."

The young man said calmly.

"A gentleman approaches the zither for etiquette, not to disturb his heart." The woman groaned for a moment and said, "Observe the heart through the zither, and make good use of it."

"..."

The young man opened his mouth, but finally said, "Well, never mind. No one can convince anyone else if we continue to discuss it, and it will only make us unhappy."

"I'm not happy right now."

The woman said.

At this time, the people in the surrounding bamboo buildings all knew that it was the foul-mouthed and arrogant Ji Lun who had been selected, and they were all a little stunned.

I don’t know what to say, but my expressions are quite interesting.

However, it was not a big surprise that Ji Lun had entered the rank. After all, this guy's talent in the art of playing the zither was truly rare in a thousand years. There were also rumors that his elders had been suppressing him and not allowing him to enter the rank...

If he were really allowed to go free, he might be able to achieve enlightenment at the age of eight.

"This guy has actually made it to the rank. Let's go congratulate him?" A student said hesitantly in the corridor of a bamboo building.

"Don't go!"

"Why are you going? This guy will be beaten to death sooner or later. He is such a jerk."

"Wouldn't it be humiliating to go and congratulate them?"

"arrogant."

"I heard that his family's elders have been suppressing his entry, and they can't suppress him anymore? Sigh——"

"I think so. Alas——"

"Although this guy is a bad-mouthed person, his talent in playing the zither is truly incredible. I'm so envious."

"Go and beat him up at night with your face covered?"

"good idea."

"What a bullshit! Every time this guy travels, he is always surrounded by people, and he brings dozens of servants with him. I heard that he has several skilled warriors around him. He is so mean, but he came here safely. What does this mean?"

"Uh……"

"Around him, there are more than ten warrior guards."

"No wonder he's so mean."

"what--"

And at this time.

A scream came from Ji Lun's bamboo building, which stunned the students in the surrounding bamboo buildings.

"what's the situation?"

"This seems to be Ji Lun's scream..."

"Hey, what's going on? Didn't he enter the realm of the rank? Why is he screaming? Could it be that someone couldn't help it and finally beat him up?"

"Ha, if that's the case, that's great."

"Not necessarily. This guy often gets nervous and has a problem with his brain."

Just when the students around were getting quite excited, Ji Lun's miserable voice was heard again.

"Ahhh, why can't I suppress it? I, I actually entered the rank?! No, I have to suppress it, I can't enter the rank, I'm still young, I'm only twelve years old. Where is justice? Heaven is unfair——"

"It would be great if I were like those losers. They want to enter the rank, but can't. I don't want to enter the rank, but I can't suppress it..."

thump!
The students around him almost staggered and wanted to spit out blood.

This guy really deserves a beating.

"If you don't stop me, I will beat him to death!"

A student said angrily.

"You deserve a beating for talking nonsense! You, don't stop me..." "Go beat him up!"

"beat him!"

In the corridor of the bamboo building, the young man in white clothes screamed towards the sky.

It was a real scream, not an act.

At this moment, he seemed to be in great pain. He didn't expect that just by playing the piano quietly, he could enter the realm of the qin without any sound. He had been suppressing it for four years, but why only four years? And not eight years? He planned to enter the realm of the qin at the age of sixteen.

Inside and outside the bamboo building, there were many warriors in tight clothes patrolling. When they heard the young man's screams, they all wanted to roll their eyes.

Their young master is not only a bad mouth, but also a psychopath...

However, they did not dare to relax for a moment, for fear that an angry student would break in and beat the boy. Along the way, there were countless people who wanted to beat the young master, but they were strong enough to prevent those people from beating him. After arriving at Sandalwood Academy, there were even more people who wanted to beat the young master.

After a while, quite a few students really flocked to the bamboo building.

The warrior guards treated the situation as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and immediately warned the students not to step within three feet of the bamboo building, and said: "Everyone, Mr. An has ordered that no one is allowed to use force within three miles of Sandalwood Academy. If you use force, you will definitely be expelled..."

"Who said we used force?"

"We are all gentlemen. How can a gentleman take action? We are only here to congratulate you."

"Yes, we are here to congratulate you. Little friend Ji Lun has already entered the rank at such a young age. It is certainly worth our congratulations..."

The students around said this.

However, Mr. An did issue an order that no violence is allowed within three miles of Sandalwood Academy, no matter who you are or what the reason is.

None of them are allowed!
Even if there is a big monster, it is not allowed.

If there is an evil demon that dares to eat people within a hundred miles of Sandalwood Academy, it will be suppressed instantly. If it is a good demon, it can appear in Sandalwood Academy openly. Sandalwood Academy allows the existence of demons, spirits, ghosts, monsters and other creatures.

No one can be killed or bullied.

Of course, fighting between students does not count as violence.

Three years have passed since Feng Qingyan gave his first lecture on the hillside.

That lecture caused a sensation throughout the Song Dynasty, shocking countless scholars who could not believe it...

But that's the way it is.

have to believe.

So today, three years later.

A huge academy was built, not only replacing the Sandalwood Academy, but also almost replacing the Imperial Academy. In just three years, Sandalwood Academy became a holy place for scholars in the Song Dynasty, and countless students came from all over the country.

There are more than 10,000 students in Sandalwood Academy. Moreover, the teachers and teaching assistants in the academy are also students, and are also students of Mr. An...

Because learning never ends.

When you thought Mr. An was a great scholar, he might have already been a great sage.

When you thought Mr. An was a great sage, he might have already been a half-saint.

Even now, no one knows what realm Mr. An is in. Is he a great sage or a half-saint...

When Mr. An lectures, he does not restrict the identities of the students.

Whether you are a scholar, a student who has not yet opened up the world in his mind, or an ordinary person, everyone can come and listen to the lectures.

It can be a monster, a spirit, a ghost, a beast, and so on.

Anyone can come and listen.

There is no distinction between education and distinction.

Because of this, some people criticize...

However, criticism is of no use at all. Mr. An is like a saint. Even heaven and earth cannot shake him, let alone a few mere people?
and so.

In Sandalwood Academy, you can not only see goblins, but also ghosts.

However, they are no longer the goblins and ghosts they once were, but goblins and ghosts who have practiced Confucianism and Taoism and become disciples of Confucianism.

If we talk about the meaning of scriptures and playing chess and music, I may not be able to beat them.

In Feng Qingyan's eyes, humans are living beings, and goblins and ghosts are also living beings, and they are all part of the Jiuzhou clan.

Nature is equal.

In the Black Armor Army at the Boundary Mountain Pass, there are actually quite a few Black Armor Soldiers who are demons, spirits, and ghosts...

For example, the Eighteen Dragon Kings.

They are monsters, but how many foreign enemies have they killed while guarding the border mountain pass? They are also creatures of the Kyushu clan...

Since Feng Qingyan came to Jieshankou, the human race in Jiuzhou has gradually become one Jiuzhou clan.

However, he has always been a human being. He was a human being in his previous life and he is still a human being in this life.

The world of Kyushu is dominated by humans, so even if he wants all beings in Kyushu to be equal, he will always think and look at problems from the perspective of humans. Even if he wants to look at problems from other perspectives, he is a human being, and his thoughts and thinking are all human, so he will look at and think about everything from a human perspective...

Or.

I look at the problem from the perspective of a "demon".

In fact, when you think from the perspective of a demon, you have already gone wrong. Because only from a human perspective can you think from the perspective of a demon...

But he tried to be fair, just and open.

and so.

In Sandalwood Academy, there are gradually more students who are fairies, goblins, ghosts and monsters.

Sandalwood Academy was built on the ruins of the original Sandalwood Academy, and the name of the academy remains Sandalwood Academy.

He is the abbot.

The teachers of Ningsong and other institutions are the teachers of the academy.

After his first lecture, he read and lectured in the morning on the first and fifteenth day of every month.

There are too many morning readings and lectures every day. If there are too many, students will not cherish them and will not take them seriously. Maybe in the future, we will change it to once a month for morning reading and lectures...

In these three years.

Countless students have broken through, and countless students have opened up the world in their minds.

If it were not so, how could Sandalwood Academy become a holy place for scholars in the Song Dynasty, with countless students coming from all over the country?

It is normal for Sandalwood Academy to have tens of thousands of students.

On the first and fifteenth day of every lunar month, the number of students at Sandalwood Academy may reach 20,000 to 30,000...

Because now, anyone can enter the academy, there is no high threshold, and even ordinary people can enter when lectures are given.

Therefore, many students come and go, and come and go...

In front of the Sandalwood Academy, a small town gradually formed, a prosperous town. This town was named Academy Town...

Referred to as Yuanzhen.

However, Feng Qingyan knew that this was not how the academy was run. If the academy had no rules and anyone could enroll, nothing would be accomplished in the end.

Students will just not cherish it.

However, there is no need to rush. With time, Sandalwood Academy will gradually become more formal. Moreover, he also wants to try whether this model is feasible...

"Ah-"

And at this time.

Ji Lun was still screaming in the corridor, his face full of grief and anger.

But two girls came over, and the students around saw them and saluted them.

……

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(End of this chapter)