The Six Arts of the Gentleman in the Bright Moon of Qin Dynasty

Chapter 1 Yan Yan [Please recommend and collect]

What did the ancients do at farewell parties and what did they sing?

Yan Yan saw and heard it.

Wujun, Yushan Academy, was covered with snow and silver, but at this time, there were singing and dancing in the academy square to see their senior brother successfully graduate and start teaching.

There is no such thing as Huang Zhong Da Lu, which can only be used by the palace, princes and generals.

But there are chimes, harps, flutes, drums, and a group of young and beautiful dancers.

"Picking weeds and picking weeds, the weeds are stopping. When they say they are returning, they are not stopping even if they are old. It is because of the 猃狁 that the house is too much. It is because of the 烁狁.

……

I have left the past, and the willows are still there.Now that I'm thinking about it, it's raining and snowing.The journey is slow, full of thirst and hunger.My heart is sad, but I don’t know how sad I am. "

The singing and dancing announced the curtain call in the last part of the past.

"Xiaoya Caiwei" is the most commonly used farewell song by the ancients.

At this time, "Three Hundred Poems" was equipped with exclusive music, and there was also a special "Music Book" to match it.

It is a pity that the poetry, music and tunes of many poems and songs have been lost.

In particular, "Three Hundred Poems" was lost along with the "Book of Music", and their complementary tunes were also lost.

"Brother, go all the way!"

"Eldest brother, go on your way with peace of mind!"

"Elder brother, go first!"

"..."

Yan Yan was speechless for a moment when he looked at his teachers and junior fellow students, whose eyes were eager but not at all sad. They were even full of joy and relief.

I am leaving the teachings, not passing away. I am sure you are using these words in the right place.
In this case, don't blame me for being unjust, senior brother. I will sing a song called "Farewell". How should you respond?

The sound of long singing came...

"Outside the long pavilion, by the side of the ancient road, the green grass stretches to the sky, the sound of the willow flute in the evening wind, the setting sun outside the mountain."

"At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, half of my friends are scattered..."

At this moment, the entire Yushan Academy was silent and broken. The lyrics were clear to the ears, and the corresponding scenery appeared in front of them. The sadness of farewell was instantly filled.

"Did we go too far?" Yushan Academy offered wine, the Superintendent and the Capital of the Six Arts fell into self-doubt.

"Actually, the senior brother doesn't seem to be that annoying. At least he can really be called a senior brother in terms of music!" A disciple said in a low voice.

"The key is, we can't teach him anymore!" Jijiu sighed. “He debated with me for three days and three nights, asking me which came first, the chicken or the egg, who I was, where I came from, and where I was going? He asked me, am I am, therefore I think, or am I thinking, therefore I am? Did the flowers bloom because I came, or did I come because the flowers bloomed? How do you want me to answer?" The superintendent looked up at the sky. At that time, he almost wanted to hit someone and tell Yan Yan what debate meant.

Listening to the Superintendent's words, all the teachers fell silent for the first time. Fortunately, I didn't ask them, otherwise, their hearts would have collapsed right now.

In other words, only the superintendent's perseverance can survive three days and three nights. If it were them, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Quickly, write down the ballad he just sang. I'm afraid there will be another farewell song for Yue Jing and Three Hundred Poems!" But Jijiu reacted quickly, and he could clearly feel that there was something in the rhythm of "Three Hundred Poems". A new rhythm will have an absolute impact on poetry.

Although Yan Yan was sent away, the disciple's wool can be harvested as much as possible!
If we don't squeeze out the last bit of value from our disciples, they won't be worthy of being called teachers!

After all, when their Yushan Academy sent Yan Yan away, they also lent him the Book of Changes to copy and take away.

"What a lovely group of people!" Yan Yan strode away from Wu Jun with a smile.

He was adopted by Yushan Academy. It was the supervisor of Yushan Academy who picked him up from the ice and snow, and then he preached, learned and solved his doubts. It has been 16 years now!
Every teacher and master here treats him as one of his own, and he is the first person to personally teach the Six Arts of Junzi. Therefore, Yan Yan is grateful to Yushan Academy and the Yan family, so through his continuous efforts, Yan Yan has become a master step by step. The second in the Sixth Arts, Yushan is recognized as the elder brother.

(Chief of the Six Arts: If he doesn’t leave, our status will not be guaranteed. We are experts in one of the six arts, but he is expert in all six arts!)
After leaving Yushan Academy, Yan Yan didn't know where to go.

Since he came to this ancient world, the farthest he has gone is the county seat at the foot of Yushan Mountain, and he has never left Wu County.

But as disciples of Confucianism, studying abroad is their only way.

The Confucian hierarchy is also very strict, from Confucian scholar to master, to great Confucian scholar, and finally to saint.

Many Confucian scholars have not been able to sit in the position of masters throughout their lives, and more disciples have died in the position of masters, unable to reach the realm of great Confucianism. As for saints, there have only been two saints in the entire Confucian school from ancient times to the present.

If you want to become a master, it is not difficult or simple. When you are old enough, you can be called a master, or your talents, knowledge, conduct, etc. surpass others, convince others, and voluntarily respect you. You will also be called Master.

Therefore, a master can survive through age. As long as he does not give up his studies midway, he can eventually become a master.

But it is very difficult to be a great Confucian. A great Confucian is a teacher of masters, which means that you have to make a group of masters believe in you. Only by being far superior to those masters in talent, learning and conduct can you become a great Confucian with their approval.

To put it simply, Confucian disciples are not only awesome themselves, but their disciples are also awesome!
"I always feel that Confucianism is just a pyramid scheme and a black society. The key is whether the pyramid scheme and the black society are scary. The scary thing is that these people are also proficient in success studies, martial arts, laws, and astronomy!" Yan Yan looked at the sky, He shook his head and changed his mind to future generations.

As soon as Confucian disciples left school, most of them went straight to sewing machines.

The remaining half may have gone down without even stepping on a sewing machine.

As for the remaining handful, those must be high-ranking bosses!
Han Fei once said that Confucianism confuses law with literature. Yan Yan understood the meaning of it when he looked at the composition of Confucianism.

Just imagine, you are a Confucian master with dozens of disciples, all of whom are capable in both literature and martial arts. Wherever you go, you are not a terrorist organization?
You have to know that in a smaller county, all the officials and officials combined may not be as many as you. In addition, you are absolutely proficient in the laws of various countries. You can confuse people's hearts and govern politics. When you get to the place, you can directly occupy the land and become the king. There was no chance to resist.

Coupled with the laws and political methods that are used to deceive people's hearts, the people will not resist, and will even welcome them. Isn't this a violation of the law with words?
When Confucius was in his heyday, he had three thousand disciples and dozens of chariots, traveling around the world. Why did no one dare to use them?
I would like to ask how many of the vassal states in the Spring and Autumn Period had three thousand armaments and dozens of chariots?
With you, who has the final say in this country?
Do the people know you, Zhongni, or their king?

In particular, the Confucian method of developing disciples is extremely terrifying. If it is used, within a few years, the entire country will be filled with Confucian students, all disciples of Confucius!
In this situation, which king would not be afraid?Which iron-headed boy dares to use you?

(End of this chapter)