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Chapter 132 This scholar teaches and kills demons

Xiao Mo entered the classroom and asked He Yeye to leave, after which the children quieted down.

Xiao Mo first taught them some basic Confucian etiquette.

The children are very smart and find it very novel, so they learn very quickly.

Xiao Mo then had them introduce themselves to learn about their preferences and remember their names.

Finally, Xiao Mo tested their knowledge to see how many characters they knew.

Of the dozen or so children, the one who knew the most characters was the little girl who had bowed to Xiao Mo outside the school.

Her name is Xu Yuerou. She knows most common characters and has even studied some Confucian classics.

Some children are only seven years old and don't understand a single word.

But it's not a big problem; I can teach him slowly on my own.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, I will be staying in the Demon Suppression City for a long time.

Xiao Mo distributed the textbooks he had written the night before to the children.

The textbook does not only cover the philosophy of mind; the philosophy of mind only occupies a very small part, and it is the most superficial and easily understood part.

The textbooks mainly contain Confucian classics, as well as more easily understood content from Taoism, Buddhism, Mohism, and other schools of thought.

Learning is never something that can be accomplished overnight.

Take it easy and gradually increase the difficulty; there's no need to rush.

Xiao Mo's voice, lecturing, drifted from the classroom and lingered in the courtyard.

Inside the classroom, every child listened attentively, and even those who didn't understand tried their best to comprehend it.

Outside the classroom, the big guy sat on the ground, completely ignoring what Xiao Mo was saying; he was just looking at the swaying white clouds in the sky.

On the windowsill, He Yeye propped herself up with her little hands, turned to the side and watched Xiao Mo give a lecture, her little feet gently swaying, the red rope bells jingling.

As noon approached, Xiao Mo closed his textbook and said to the children, "That concludes today's lesson."

The children stood up and bowed using the etiquette Xiao Mo had taught them: "Thank you for your hard work, sir."

"The students have worked hard too." Xiao Mo bowed in return.

get out of class is over.

After school, the students filed out, reverting to their natural instincts.

Xiao Mo packed up his textbooks and walked out of the classroom, where He Yeye was already waiting.

The two walked out of the courtyard together, with the big guy following behind them.

"Are you really a Confucian scholar?" He Yeye asked Xiao Mo as they walked down the street.

Xiao Mo nodded: "It's genuine, this is my identity token."

"Shouldn't you be teaching classical Chinese? But why are you teaching everything? You've only taught a little bit of your philosophy of mind."

Xiao Mo smiled and said, "Who says that Confucian scholars can only teach Confucian knowledge? And who says that Confucian knowledge is only 'zhi hu zhe ye'?"

"Then why don't you just talk about your philosophy of mind?"

“The philosophy of mind is just a discipline, much like any other discipline. I will teach them Confucian classics and other disciplines that I am somewhat familiar with. The philosophy of mind is just one of them and should not be the entirety of their learning.”

“…” He Yeye’s eyebrows twitched. “You scholar, you’re really strange.”

"Will the city lord throw me into the river to feed the fish?" Xiao Mo asked with a smile.

"What do you think of the name I gave the school?" He Yeye suddenly asked, as if it were completely unrelated.

"Uh..." Xiao Mo paused for a moment, then said against his will, "A good name."

"How is your handwriting?" He Yeye asked again.

"Beautiful, full of spirit, like a dragon and phoenix dancing, quite charming," Xiao Mo continued, praising against his will.

"Hmph." He Yeye proudly raised her chin, jumped up and sat on the giant's shoulder. The giant strode towards the city lord's mansion, and a voice came from behind the giant, "I think you taught me quite well today, so I won't throw you into the lake to feed the fish for now."

"Thank you for sparing my life, Lord City Lord."

Xiao Mo smiled, bowed, and saw the city lord off before returning to his own courtyard.

Every day after that, at Chenshi (7-9 AM), Xiao Mo would go to the courtyard by the lake to teach the children to read.

Gradually, in addition to the initial dozen or so children, more and more children came to the "University Hall" to attend classes. Xiao Mo welcomed all of these students without exception.

In the end, because there were too many students, Xiao Mo had no choice but to have them move their desks and chairs to the courtyard for outdoor classes.

Among these children, Xiao Mo felt that there were indeed a few promising students.

One of them was the little girl Xu Yuerou.

The other two boys were named Li Man and Zeng Songshi.

These three children are all ten years old. They are not only intelligent but also hardworking. After school, they would ask Xiao Mo about their doubts.

Xiao Mo patiently answered their questions and told them that if they had any doubts, they could come to his courtyard at any time.

Of course, some children simply can't keep up with the reading.

Xiao Mo did not insist on this; as long as He Yeye gave permission, they did not need to come.

In contrast, He Yeye did not miss a single class.

While teaching, Xiao Mo was also organizing his knowledge, and he was writing "The Integration of Knowledge and Action" word by word.

After the demon race and the world of myriad laws officially went to war, they would attack the Demon Suppression City almost every few days.

The Demon-Suppressing City will also choose to take the initiative to fight back.

Xiao Mo knew that the demon race wanted to test the strength of the Demon Suppression City, looking for weaknesses and opportunities.

Isn't the Demon-Suppressing City the same?
Every time Xiao Mo went to the battlefield, he was always the one charging at the very front.

Just as He Yeye said, the demon race had already taken notice of Xiao Mo, and whenever Xiao Mo appeared, demon cultivators would attack and kill him.

He Yeye doesn't care if it's a demon of the same realm.

However, if cultivators from the upper three realms come to bully the weak, He Yeye will not be polite to them.

Xiao Mo taught the children of Zhenyao City to read, and He Yeye protected Xiao Mo as tuition.

Gradually, Xiao Mo's reputation spread throughout the Demon Suppression City.

More and more people are becoming aware of the area north of the Demon-Suppressing City.

There was a gentleman by that lake.

Whenever a great battle begins, he goes down into the city to exorcise demons.

Whenever a major battle ended, he would return to the city to teach.

Four thousand years later, in the Demon-Suppressing City.

The girl was eating candied hawthorns as she strolled through the city, with a giant three zhang tall following behind her.

It seems that no matter how much time passes, the girl will always look the same, never growing up.

As the girl walked, she came to a villa by a lake.

The plaque above the gate of the courtyard reads "University Hall".

However, this plaque is so old and worn that it looks like it would crack into wood chips if touched with even the slightest force.

"Lord City Lord?"

Just as He Yeye was staring blankly at the wooden plaque, a woman walked out of the courtyard.

"Yue Rou, what are you doing here?" He Yeye asked.

“I come to the school to clean regularly,” Xu Yuerou said. “What brings you here, Lord City Lord?”

"Just taking a casual walk." He Yeye shook her head. "By the way, I heard you're going to the Confucian Academy."

“Yes.” Xu Yuerou nodded, her eyes resolute. “Li Man and Zeng Songshi have both become ‘accompanying sages.’ They want to join forces with Dean Shang Jiuli of Bailu Academy to vindicate our teacher. I want to help them. The one thing that should never be erased from the world is our teacher’s name!”

"Rectify the name? Hah."

He Yeye smiled, patted the big guy, turned and left, her voice echoing in the night.

"The Confucian academy is not qualified to vindicate Xiao Mo."

Your teachers' names will forever be inscribed on the stone tablet of the Great Wall; no one can erase them.

(End of this chapter)