Shanjian Academy

Chapter 85 Confusion (Thanks for Riding the Pig on the Grassland)
The sound of the book is loud and cadenced!
Every time Mu Zhengyang took a step forward, he stepped on the hearts of Kong Tianyi and Hu Yongping.

"Compassion is the origin of benevolence; shame is the origin of righteousness; humility is the origin of propriety; right and wrong is the origin of wisdom. The way of a moral person to educate people should be different from person to person. , there are those who cultivate moral character, those who cultivate talents, those who answer doubts, and those who influence others to make them imitate..."

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Kong Tianyi and Hu Yongping instantly entered the artistic conception of the sound of reading, and the principles described in the book seemed to become their own instinctive thinking.

"Teacher, it's also good to preach and teach karma!" Hu Yongping has been teaching and educating people for decades. It is unique and should be taught in an appropriate way according to the disposition of each student, but in my decades of teaching career, I have used my own inherent standards to measure each student!"

Kong Tianyi also gained something. He himself likes to read and read a lot of books, but he seldom understands these contents from the perspective of current human nature!
Mu Zhengyang walked around the long table and sat down in his seat again.

The sound of reading stopped!
"It's really the same as yesterday. The meaning in the sound of the book has become my own thinking, just like the truth I have learned after reading it thousands of times!"

Kong Tianyi and Hu Yongping both looked shocked, staring blankly at Mu Zhengyang who looked calm.

Master of Chinese Studies!

"Mu Zhengyang is the master of Chinese studies who was studying on the hillside yesterday? He graduated from high school four years ago, so he should be 22 years old this year, right? A 22-year-old master of Chinese studies, this is crazy!"

Hu Yongping's breathing speeded up and his chest heaved violently. He felt that his brain was a bit out of control. In his memory, Mu Zhengyang's Chinese performance was average, and even if Mu Zhengyang studied Chinese classics since he was a child, it is impossible for him to be a master of Chinese studies in his twenties. However, he saw and heard this miraculous reading sound at the scene, and stared at Mu Zhengyang with an incredulous expression.

"This man... is really a master of Chinese studies!"

Kong Tianyi guessed that the person who read on the hillside yesterday should be a wise old man with silver hair. After hearing Mu Zhengyang claiming that he read on the hillside yesterday, he wanted to be ironic, but the reality broke his imagination. Fantasizing, I was extremely surprised and at the same time a little disappointed. He loved Chinese studies since he was a child, and he is a direct descendant of Confucius. There is no such realm, but a young man living in the mountains gave him a blow in the head!
Mu Zhengyang looked at Hu Yongping and Kong Tianyi who seemed to be in a daze, smiled gently, pointed to the teacup on the table and said, "The tea will be cold later!"

Hu Yongping had no intention of drinking tea at all, looked at Mu Zhengyang as if he was looking at a monster, and said, "22 years old, master of Chinese studies! Zhengyang, how did you do it?"

"A master of Chinese studies? Hehe, I am not a master of Chinese studies. I have read the book a hundred times to see its meaning. I just read "Mencius" a few more times. How can I be regarded as a master of Chinese studies!"

Mu Zhengyang thinks that he can thoroughly understand every book through books. In terms of research depth, he is indeed comparable to a master of Chinese studies, but in terms of the breadth of his research, he is far from the real master of Chinese studies.

"Zhengyang, you can imbue your own insights into the content of the book into the sound of reading and instill it directly into the audience. This is already called a master of Chinese studies!" Hu Yongping said and emphasized, "When I was studying, I have listened to the lectures given by the master of Chinese studies, Nan Xiangren, and your reading sound is no different from that of Master Nan Xiangren, maybe a little stronger!"

"Teacher Hu has won the prize!"

Mu Zhengyang said very politely that he knew that he had practiced the "Qiankun Haoran Zhengqi Cultivation Qi Jue", and when he was reading, the Haoran Zhengqi spread along with the sound waves, which would produce the miraculous effect of enlightenment that Hu Yongping said, but at this time it is estimated that Explanation is useless.

"Haha, you can reach this state at the age of 22, I can't praise you too much!",
Hu Yongping didn't expect that the master of Chinese studies he admired turned out to be a student he had taught, so he laughed and said with a smile.

"Master Mu, my tone was a bit disrespectful earlier, please don't argue with me!" Kong Tianyi said with a sincere tone and a sincere attitude.

"It's okay!" Mu Zhengyang smiled lightly.

"Excuse me, how did you reach the realm of a master of Chinese studies?"

Kong Tianyi devoted himself to learning, sat up straight, and asked questions attentively.

"There is no other trick, probably just read every scripture repeatedly!"

What Mu Zhengyang said was also true. In order to deduce the "Qiankun Haoran Zhengqi Jue", he read the 120 five-character "Mencius" countless times, and the Haoran Zhengqi only served as a blessing.

"Read every scripture over and over again?" Kong Tianyi felt as if he had suddenly realized that he had read a lot of books, but he didn't ask for a deep understanding. He looked at Mu Zhengyang gratefully and said, "Thank you, Master Mu, for clarifying the confusion." ! I was blindly pursuing the measurement of reading, but neglected the depth of reading. In vain, I claimed to have read a lot of books, but I didn't even understand such a simple truth!"

"Hey! Tianyi, in fact, you have already performed very well! I am not afraid of your jokes when I say it. I graduated from the Chinese Department in the 80s, and I have taught books for decades, but I still haven't been able to memorize "Mencius"! The teacher has textbooks and various reference materials, and the exam only tests excerpts from them, who would work hard to study these if they have nothing to do!" Hu Yongping also sighed and said with emotion, and then looked at Mu Zheng with admiration. Yang said, "Zhengyang, although I have taught you before, you have taught me a profound lesson today! You are extremely talented and young, but you can endure loneliness and devote yourself to studying knowledge in the mountains. Can have master-level attainments! On the contrary, I have become a real teacher by following the scriptures for decades!"

"Master Mu, did you mean you were the one who played the piano?"

Kong Tianyi had been immersed in the shock brought by Mu Zhengyang being a master of Chinese studies before, ignoring the sound of Guqin he heard on the way when he came, and now he remembered and asked with staring eyes.

"That's right, forget about it! The sound of playing the qin is so wonderful, it makes people feel like they are there! Zhengyang, are you still a master at playing the qin?"

Hu Yongping was shocked when he heard the sound of the piano, and looked at Mu Zhengyang with red eyes.

"There is no one on the top of the mountain, I am entertaining myself, I am laughing at you two!" Mu Zhengyang said as calmly as autumn water.

　Thank you for riding a pig on the grassland for another reward, and the sentiments of book friends
　　


(End of this chapter)