Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 458: Learning Literature
However, just as Pei Ye was getting ready, the back door was quietly pushed open, and a figure walked in hurriedly, bending over and sitting in the empty seat next to him.

Before he even crossed his legs, he had already started taking out books and notebooks. After a busy period, he finally sat down, still out of breath.

Pei Ye waited for him, and only then did he say, "Brother Fang."

Fang Jidao turned around suddenly and looked at the young man next to him in astonishment.

"Brother Fang, you are late." Pei Ye said seriously, "Why are you later than the gentleman?"

Fang Jidao showed a look of shame: "I studied a little longer because I wanted to enjoy the quietness of the dormitory at noon. I really shouldn't have done that."

"Be careful next time."

"Yes, yes." Fang Jidao was still surprised to see his friend, "Why is Mr. Pei here?"

"I'm here to learn the Analects. Didn't I say last time that I would also come to the Imperial College?"

".I thought Master Pei was joking."

Pei Ye looked at him sideways.

Fang Jidao stood up and bowed, saying seriously: "When a scholar has been away for three days, he should be looked at with new eyes. I have been looking at people with old eyes and my mind has become rigid."

Pei Ye smiled and rubbed his arms: "You always take it so seriously."

Fang Jidao shook his head: "I examine myself three times a day."

".What's the meaning?"

Fang Jidao looked at him in surprise: "That's what Confucius said, about reflecting on oneself every day. Isn't Mr. Pei reading the Analects?"

".Oh, I haven't read this far."

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Fang Jidao was silent for a moment, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.

Xu Chuo had already started lecturing on the stage. Although Pei Ye had never attended classes at the Imperial College, he felt that the atmosphere was much more relaxed than he had imagined, and it was not at all serious and solemn. Sometimes after Xu Chuo finished reading a paragraph, many people in the classroom would smile knowingly.

Pei Ye saw that the woman was also very relaxed in this atmosphere, reciting and explaining word by word. She only brought two books, but she listed the source clearly for each explanation. Pei Ye actually had a hard time listening, but fortunately the book Xu Chuo gave him was annotated in detail.

"Dr. Xu just finished teaching "The Book of Rites", and then he inserted a few days of "The Analects of Confucius" to relax. Young Master Pei came at the right time." Fang Jidao also sat leisurely.

Pei Ye was puzzled: "Relax?"

"Young Master Pei, didn't you hear that reading the Analects will help you understand the joy of being a teacher and a student?" Fang Jidao laughed. "The sentences in this book are easy to read, and they are all stories, so it doesn't take much effort."

Pei Ye frowned. He saw neither any "joy" nor any "story". He only saw short sentences that were more difficult to read than sword theories.

Humbly pointed to the one Xu Chuo had just said: "Brother Fang, I have read the interpretation of this sentence, but I still don't understand it - who is this? What does Zilu like?"

Fang Jidao tilted his head to look.

The Master said, "If the Way cannot be followed, I will ride on a raft and float on the sea. Who will follow me, You?" Zilu was delighted to hear this, but the Master said, "You is braver than I am, but he has no talent."]

This one does give a very clear explanation, but it lacks some common sense - he pointed out with a smile: "You is Zhongyou, and his courtesy name is Zilu."

Pei Ye suddenly realized.

"Confucius said, if the Tao cannot be practiced throughout the world, I will take a small boat to drift on the sea, and the only person who will go with me is probably Zilu. Zilu was delighted and proud when he heard it. Confucius glanced at him and immediately changed his words, saying that Zilu was just braver than me, nothing else." Fang Jidao said happily, "So everyone laughed - if you knew that Zilu was always straightforward and reckless, and the master and disciple often quarreled, it would be more interesting." "." Pei Ye didn't think it was that interesting. These names were all unfamiliar to him, and it was difficult for him to understand their meanings. But in this environment, seeing Fang Jidao happily sharing with him, he couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, and then lowered his head and frowned to study the annotations.

This relaxed atmosphere lasted almost the entire afternoon class.

Until the lecture reached the following point, Xu Chuo recited as usual, but the atmosphere in the classroom became quiet. The students did not sit up straight, but the relaxed little movements of their hands stopped and their faces became serious.

【Ji Ziran asked: "Can Zhongyou and Ran Qiu be called ministers?" Confucius said: "A minister is someone who serves the king with virtue and stops when it is not possible. You and Qiu can be called ministers.】

Xu Chuo explained as usual, and Pei Ye felt the atmosphere in the hall in a daze. It was not so much solemn as it was a kind of vigor that had not yet erupted.

Fang Jidao was also silent for a moment, then tilted his head and said softly, "There are eight hundred students like me in the [Four Schools], the so-called 'outstanding students among the common people'."

Pei Ye was slightly startled: ".What does 'Gu Chen' mean?"

"A minister who is just filling in the numbers."

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Xu Chuo did not elaborate on this, but just looked at the sky and stopped there, saying calmly: "In the "Eight Yi" chapter, Duke Ding asked: 'How should a ruler use his ministers and a minister serve his ruler?' Confucius replied: 'A ruler should use his ministers with courtesy and a minister should serve his ruler with loyalty.'"

"Now, in the Xianjin, it says 'serve the monarch with virtue', serving the monarch with loyalty or virtue. Those who are interested can write an essay and hand it to me. Remember to write your origin and name." Xu Chuo put the book into the box, "Today's lesson is over, you can do as you please."

However, no one moved. All the students looked at the woman on the stage. After she tied her robe again and looked back, Pei Ye immediately closed the book, said goodbye to Fang Jidao in a hurry, and followed the woman.

"I have informed the academy that you will be a student in the future, so you can come to class anytime. The only thing is that after graduation, you will no longer have the status of a 'student'." Pei Ye took the bookcase, and the two walked on the corridor dotted with shade from trees. "For those without family background, this is a selected position. Since you are not literate, this position cannot be directly awarded to you."

Pei Ye nodded: "As it should be, it's useless even if I want it."

Xu Chuo smiled and said, "You are one of the few people in this academy who is purely interested in learning, not for fame."

".right."

As they were talking, they came to a solitary pavilion under a tree. It was very quiet. Xu Chuo lowered his head to unlock the door, and as soon as he pushed the door open, the fragrance of books filled the air.

"Is this book useful?" Xu Chuo pointed at the Analects in his hand.

Pei Ye touched his head and said, "It's very clearly written, but I can't understand many of the notes."

Xu Chuo nodded, looked around the bookshelf, pulled out two books and handed them to him: "Er Ya."

He hesitated for a moment and pulled out two books: "The one in your hand is the one with my annotations. This one, The Analects of Confucius, was compiled by the ancient scholar He Yan. It is much more complete. And this one, Mencius, is also well-organized. Take it and read it."

"Oh oh." Pei Ye took it in his hand, which was already holding four books.

Then Xu Chuo looked up and searched carefully, saying calmly: "As for learning to write poetry, it is better to start with reciting. Here, I have this book."

She looked at a high railing and reached out twice on tiptoe, but she couldn't reach it. When Pei Ye was about to go forward, the woman had already moved a wooden block that she often stepped on, stood on it, and pulled down two books: "Take Prince Zhaoming's "Selected Works" and read it too."

".Oh." Pei Ye asked her to stack the books, there were already six volumes.

Then Xu Chuo looked up, raised his finger and said, "Then you should move that set of Shuowen Jiezi as well. I don't use it often now."

Pei Ye looked up. No wonder she didn't help him get it this time. There were fifteen books in total.

(End of this chapter)