Datang male nanny

Chapter 211
Because they got a difficult problem that has plagued them for thousands of years, they immediately left after drinking and eating with radiant faces.

The old man with the goatee came to Ni Tu and gave a thumbs up to praise him: "You can answer the questions that the sages can't, you are really a god!"

Ni Tu clasped his fists and gave a slight salute: "Sir, I'm too proud of the award. The students are not talented, so I hope you can give me some advice."

"Don't dare to teach, don't dare to teach, I have been studying for dozens of years, but my intelligence is not as good as yours."

Xue Sanniang, who was busy cleaning up the mess, looked at Ni Tu with radiant eyes.

Zhen Zhen'er, who helped scrub the ground, was also full of confidence, and she was almost so proud of her big mouth.

Ni Tu is still extremely humble: "Students dare not be, in terms of knowledge and ability, the young ones are still far behind the master!"

The old man with the goatee waved his hand, "Hey, boy, don't be modest. If you are right, you are right, and if you are not, you are not. The saints say that if three people walk together, there must be my teacher. Boy, you are my teacher for a day."

"Sir loves you!"

The old man with the goatee was very happy walking around in front of the blackboard with a cane, looking up and down, and finally praised: "Good thing! It doesn't take much writing, and it can let everyone see clearly the content of the teaching. The sage said: If you want to do it well To do something, you must first sharpen your weapon. This thing is wonderful!"

Ni Tu began to tell how the blackboard was made, how cheap it was, and the chalk used for writing could also be made into long strips of chalk.

The old man wrote on the blackboard with chalk with great interest, and still clapped his hands in admiration.

"The sage said: There is no discrimination in teaching. Your teaching method is very good, novel and very speculative."

After the old man said this, Ni Tu suddenly thought of opening a storytelling service in this tavern.

"Poor fall" Xingmu slapped on the table, narrated the opening poem, and told stories that appealed to both refined and popular tastes. He adjusted everyone's appetite from time to time and stopped at the most critical moment. break down."

Ni Tu was in his fantasy, but he heard the old man ask:
"The old man has something to ask, I wonder if you know?"

Ni Tu hurriedly saluted with fists in his hands: "Sir, please enlighten me."

The old man nodded and asked: "The king of Chu Zhuang has been in power for three years. He has no orders and no government actions. Right Sima's throne, he said to Wang Yin, "There is a bird that lives in the southern monastery. It has not had wings for three years, and it does not fly or sing. , hey and silent, what is this name?' The king said: 'If you don't have wings for three years, you will grow your wings; if you don't fly or sing, you will watch the people. .'"

Ni Tu smiled and replied: "This article is from Han Feizi Yu Lao. It tells the story of King Zhuang of Chu who kept silent for three years, became a blockbuster, and flew up to the sky after three years without flying."

The old man nodded with great satisfaction, and said: "In history, there is also a sage who did not speak for three years. Zi Zhang said: The book said: 'Gao Zong forgives Yin, and he did not speak for three years.' What is that?" Zi said: Why bother? Emperor Gaozong? The ancients are all like this. The king, the head of the hundred officials, has listened to the tomb for three years. Do you know the righteousness?"

Ni Tu smiled, knowing the story of Wu Ding's silence for three years.

Xue Sanniang and Zhen Zhener on the side were scratching their heads, motioning for Ni Tu to explain to them.

"During the Yin and Shang Dynasties, there was an emperor named Wu Ding. He was very virtuous and a very rare emperor, so he was called Gaozong. Wu Ding's father passed away, and Wu Ding stayed in the mourning house. During the three years of mourning, there was no Talking with outsiders is like retreating. So Zi Zhang asked Confucius what he meant, because he hadn’t spoken for three years, how would he manage politics? You are the king, how do you govern this country? Confucius replied, it’s not just Gaozong, Every ancient king was like this."

The old man smiled and nodded, admiring Ni Tu's profound knowledge.

"Do you know that Confucius' answer is a little perfunctory? Later generations have pushed it for a long time but still can't find the reason why Wu Ding kept silent for three years. Some people say that three years is an imaginary number, but it is many years. There are two explanations for not speaking. One said that Wuding was dumb, and he had been silent for many years before speaking. One said that Wuding stuttered, and he was unwilling to provoke the ridicule of ministers with his stuttering behavior. For this reason, the literati debated endlessly, and it is difficult for old people to decide. This is also an eternal problem one of them."

Ni Tu knew that the solution to Wu Ding's three-year silence would be solved only after a large number of oracle bone inscriptions were excavated and explored in later generations.

The place where Simuwu Ding and tens of thousands of oracle bone inscriptions and bamboo slips are buried is called Yinxu.

The inscriptions carved on the bronze vessels, the oracle bone inscriptions on the oracle bones, and the inscriptions on the bamboo slips tell the story of the vast and fertile plain beside a large river with abundant water, just like the site where the Sanxingdui site was discovered.

Through the large amount of text excavated from the underground palace, people gradually figured out why Wu Ding had been silent for three years.

The old man narrowed his eyes and stared at Ni Tu, waiting for his answer.

Ni Tu wanted to vomit quickly, but he was really worried that there was nothing that could be relied upon and could stand the test of time.

It will be considered self-explanatory, or even hailed as nonsense.

If you have to prove that your statement is correct, you can't send troops to Anyang, Henan to dig the underground palace.

Ni Tu didn't think it was necessary.

Gold will always shine.

The ancient civilization buried under the Yin Ruins should wait until peacetime, and let those intelligent people dig it out.

Excavating it at this time may lead to a very bad start.

Think about the many cruel catastrophes experienced in the Central Plains after the Tang Dynasty.

The only essence and pride left by the ancestors to future generations cannot be ruined by oneself because of selfishness and greed.

To destroy a nation, start with its culture.

Therefore, teaching books should be compiled by the elite minds of the world and top scientists in the industry, rather than commercialized. It is very likely that they will be used, brainwashed, and weaken the self-esteem of generations.

Secretly tell you: you are ugly, you are stupid, you are ugly, you are not as good as me.

You knelt before me and served me willingly. You did it from the bottom of your heart, and I didn't force you to do so.

It's just brainwashing.

What a cute Muyang dog, what a cute and charming matriarch, skin, face, figure, and money-oriented elites use it to make efforts.

Even if my skin is dark enough to shine.

The women of your country can line up to serve me and have their loyal, black spade gram tattooed on their arms, calves, and ankles.

However, this is the freedom of others and should not be interfered with.It might be a good thing to think about it in a different way, and we should praise them.

With such an obvious sign, there will be no honest people who take over the offer to be puzzled and suspicious, and think hard but fail to understand the reason.

But he didn't know the contagiousness of the patient-patient exchange meeting, so he acted impulsively and thoughtlessly to accept orders, got infected, and his life was ruined.

Such behaviors should be encouraged even more. Just imagine, all traffickers have tattoos saying "I am a human trafficker", all thieves have "I am a thief" written on their faces, and all fraudsters have tattoos "I am a financial fraudster" on their hands. ".

Obvious marks, clear at a glance, honest people can easily avoid danger.

That's like clearing the river and creating a clear environment, and there will be no more crimes from now on.

Considering the horror of cultural invasion and the unsatisfactory deeds of some obsequious descendants, Ni Tu was about to explode with rage.

To be a Chinese, to be a man of backbone, not to be a slave, not to be a captive, but to be your own master, a stalwart man who stands upright!
Don’t be afraid of the sky, don’t be afraid of ghosts, don’t be afraid of the dead, don’t be afraid of bureaucrats, don’t be afraid of warlords, and don’t be afraid of capitalists.

People in the world must stand on their own feet.Don't be afraid of pressure, don't be afraid of pressure.Don't be afraid of knives, don't be afraid of halberds.Not afraid of ghosts, not afraid of charms.Not afraid of the emperor, not afraid of thieves.Odd children, such as pines and cypresses.The sky is towering, proud of frost and snow.

Unite as one, let's see who can beat the world.

Every man avenges himself.The man is regarded as an East Asian man with a strong body, a clear mind and a smart mind, and his self-esteem and confidence are always bursting!

The old man who was standing aside waiting for the answer found it hard to understand Ni Tu's agitation. He waited for Ni Tu to speak in reverence as if he were looking at a strange person.

(End of this chapter)