Chapter 81 Yan State Teaching in the Academy

"What is etiquette? This is a very broad and grand proposition, but we cannot stop exploring and researching because of the grand proposition, because this proposition is very important. This word is as high as the sky and cannot be touched. So don't we? Should we look at the sky with curious eyes? Of course no, we watch the clouds and winds in the daytime and the stars and the ghosts in the night. We want to know what the sky is, and we want to know what is on it."

"A huge proposition should be answered in a way that we can understand, so our answers will be specific and subtle, asking the subtle details. We look up at the stars, watch the stars move, and draw in our hearts It will produce those wonderful and constant lines and eventually become a stargazing technique."

"What is the sky? We must experience and understand it from such specific lines, clouds, the upper edge of breathing between heaven and earth, and the upper limit of vital energy fluctuations. The word "ritual" is the same. If you want to ask a teacher, If you explore the specific way of etiquette and look for nouns in concrete images, what kind of answer will you come up with..."

"A teacher can only express his own understanding. The so-called etiquette is the rules."

The teacher who taught the etiquette department with a weight is an associate professor of etiquette department in the academy. He is about sixty years old. He speaks very slowly, speaks very clearly, and the lectures are quite organized. The students in front of the desk in the audience listened very seriously, but Ning Que was already drowsy. The clearer the words he spoke between his lips, the more he felt that the sleepy insects in his mind were more spoiled and unable to do so. resist.

When he was admitted to the hospital, his grades in the ritual exam were the last. He had never been interested in these contents in his previous and later years. In recent years, Ahrisuke has been busy writing, meditating, killing, setting fire, gambling, and sleeping. He is really powerless.

In a daze, Ning Que couldn't help but think in a daze, what a pain it would be if he lived in the academy in the next few years, he would spend all the good morning hours every day on this dry cliché.

What happened in the bookstore immediately rescued him from this desperate fantasy. He once again realized that the academy with the highest status in the Tang Dynasty was indeed not an ordinary place, and the teaching here was indeed not an ordinary person.

When the old teacher said that Taoist etiquette is a rule, a very disagreeable voice suddenly sounded in the bookstore: "Sir, my Tang Empire is domineering all over the world, and the Holy Emperor ruled the world, and re-editing the Book of Etiquette is not based on the rules. "

The school rules can be asked in class, so the student's questioning is normal, but this is the first day of admission, so the atmosphere in the bookstore suddenly becomes a little weird. Ning Que woke up from a drowsy state and asked about the book case next to him. Yukino on the top whispered, "Who?"

The academies emphasize teaching without distinction and teach according to their aptitude. Students who can enter the aptitude have many children from ordinary people. However, students who dare to question the teacher in the first class must have extraordinary family background or consider themselves extraordinary. At this time, they stand. The student next to the book case turned out to be the son of a general.

The teacher looked at him coldly and asked, "In your opinion, can people live in the world without following the rules?"

"No," the general Hu Zi said in a buzzing voice: "My Tang Dynasty was established by martial arts, and I rely on not caring about the pedantic rules. If the armor is strong and the spear is convenient, it will naturally win forever, but this does not mean that we are not respectful. ."

The wrinkles on the teacher's face gradually calmed down, and he looked at the burly student with no expression and said, "What do you mean by saying is that as long as your fists make sense?"

The student scratched his head awkwardly and said, "It's not wrong to understand this way. For example, when I attacked Yan State several times, I didn't beat them and called them father and mother. They even wanted to send the prince here. Chang'an is a magistrate, but how could their emperor dare to be rude to our Emperor Tang? He should still be respectful as the Holy Emperor."

Ning Que listened to these words behind the bookstore and thought to himself that this guy's grades in court would definitely not be higher than his.

The teacher walked slowly towards the student, with no expression on his face, but when he walked to the student, his voice suddenly rose, raised his right hand like a dead tree trunk, and slapped him in anger. He roared, "It's the reason why the big fist is? Then I'll hit you at this time!"

A scream rang out in the bookstore. The son of the burly general, whether he was afraid of the rules of the academy or was too respectful to his teachers , did not dare to fight back at all. He was instantly beaten to the point of bruising and swelling of the mouth by the thin old teacher. It looks extremely miserable.

After a while, the teacher finally stopped and panted and glared at the general's son and said in a deep voice: "If what you said is right, then I will hit you right now, because my fist is bigger than you."

Since the teacher started beating the general's son, the bookstore was already in chaos. The students stood up in shock, but no one dared to pull the gentleman who was in a violent state. Until this time, Situ Yilan was dissatisfied and said, "Sir, Mr. ! If you think you are better than him and can hit him, wouldn't that prove his previous point?"

Ning Que was still sitting next to the desk, but his mouth grew so big that he never expected that on the first day he first entered the academy, he watched such a hot scene. At this time, when he heard Situ Yilan's rebuttal, he felt so I think it makes a lot of sense.

The gentleman turned around and looked at Situ Yilan coldly and said, "I just want to prove his truth. Is there any problem?"

Situ Yilan pursed her lips tightly, thinking about the nervous advice of her father and brother before entering the academy, but she couldn't help it. She made a fuss and said in a trembling voice: "Yes, if you think he is wrong, then He should not be taught a lesson with his principles. Since etiquette is a rule, you should use the rules to bind him and punish him."

The teacher smiled coldly and looked at her and said, "General Yunhui has never read a book in his life. This daughter teaches her well, but as far as I know, although you two generals have a good relationship, you have nothing to do with him. Come and communicate."

"This has nothing to do with friendship." Situ Yilan suppressed her shame and annoyance, and said stubbornly with her face down, "I only talk about reason."

"Okay, I'll reason for you." The teacher looked at the students in the bookstore and said, "No matter whether it is General Yunhui or a general, even if their fists are bigger than me and their power is stronger than me, they still dare not. Come and beat me, why? Because I am a college teacher, and this is the rule of my Tang Dynasty."

The back of the bookstore, Yuxian, said in a low voice with a timid face, "How is this academy messy? But Ning Que. Don't be impulsive and mess with this teacher."

Of course, Ning Que did not have the courage to be alone even though millions of people were going alone. Looking at the teacher who was wiping the blood on his hands, he thought silently in his heart: "The rules set by the academy are the greatest... This has nothing to do with etiquette. It can only mean that there is a guy with the biggest fist in the academy, but who is that guy? Is the Master who drinks and cuts peach blossoms? "

The teacher picked up the book again, looked at Situ Yilan, who was still unwilling to accept it, and said, "No matter whether you accept it or not, whether you believe it or not, when will you break the rules of the academy be broken, it will not be too late to reason with me again. , As for my reason now, it is that simple: etiquette is the rules, it is my rules."

Etiquette is the rules, it is my rules - what a powerful declaration of strong, powerful, domineering, unreasonable, and arrogant! Ning Que stared at the teacher who looked like an old tree trunk and found that he was increasingly unable to understand what kind of place this academy was, but he liked this ghost place more and more.

get out of class was over at noon. The teacher of the Lexicon School held an ink roll under his armpit, and blew the long beard under his jaw, and walked out of the bookstore without looking sideways. He was proud to a certain extent. The students in the bookstore were stunned and then instantly furious. In the morning of talking, Situ Yilan and others rushed to the beaten student, took out the Qingshui handkerchief with concern, and began to clean the wounds on his face. The burly male student's face was full of burly Tears of grievance.

"Chu Zhongtian! You are a useless thing!" Situ Yilan slapped him in the head in anger and scolded angrily: "If your grandfather wants to see your appearance, I am afraid he will be angry to death! I don't understand anything, I had the courage to contradict the teacher before, but it would be fine if I contradict the teacher, but you won't fight back when you hit you! Even if you don't fight back, will you not hide?"

Chu Xiongtu, the sixteen general of the Tang Dynasty, gave birth to seven sons and thirty-seven grandsons in his life. Chu Zhongtian was the best student among his grandchildren, otherwise he would not be able to be admitted to the academy, but his family background was born. Chu Zhongtian still has a strong and brave force, who would have thought that he had been beaten into a poor quail by Mr. Teaching.

Chu Zhongtian wiped away the tears from his face, looked at Situ Yilan with grievance and complained, "Sister Yilan, you really can't blame me for this. According to my grandfather's teaching, if someone wants to hit me, I have to hit me back. He doesn't care if he is His Highness the Prince. It's still the prince, I really wanted to fight back before... But for some reason, I couldn't move at all just now."

At this moment, the lazy voice of Feng Youxian came from the direction of the bookstore: "Cao Zhifeng, associate professor of the academy's rituals, graduated from the academy's craftsmanship in the seventh year of the Tang Dynasty. He has been teaching for thirty years. He is a great scholar in the realm of Dongxuan. "

As soon as this was said, the books were quiet. Situ Yilan opened her big eyes, and after a while, she stomped her feet angrily and shouted, "Even if it's a great scholar... the practitioner is bullying a half-old child."

Ju Youxian walked up to him, looked at Chu Zhongtian with a bruised nose, sighed, shook his head and said, "You have no place to deal with this matter, because Professor Cao Zhifeng... is from Yan."

Ning Que, who was outside the crowd, couldn't help but shake his head when he heard this answer, and thought to yourself that you mentioned the great victory of the empire in front of a Yan man. The opponent's prince was enforced and was beaten up... There is really nowhere to go Let's reason.

The Tang Empire dominated the world, and the people were more confident and even arrogant. Ning Que admitted that when he faced the barbarians on the border grassland, he often showed a kind of arrogance. However, today, the academy in the south of Chang'an City is inclusive. Not only students, but also many of them are from foreign countries, so they will be more concise in their future.