Fantasy: I, The Salted Fish Will Become Stronger

The Master said: Gou aspires to benevolence, and there is no evil.

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When Beigong Linglong saw the first sentence, the way she looked at Qin Hao changed instantly.

How did Hao Little Brother have such a high comprehension at such a young age.

Watching Qin Hao write down every word, not only Bei Gong Linglong, but also Bai Xianchu was attracted by the words on Qin Hao's pen.

The true meaning of Confucianism and Taoism above made her feel that while own's dark wounds were quickly repaired, own's small tail was also slowly growing.

She firmly believes that after reading this "The Analects of Confucius", she will be able to learn the human form.

At that time, she, Bai Xianchu, will be able to implement the revenge plan that the fairy sister handed over to own.

In this life, I, Bai Xianchu, will never make it easier for Hao Big Brother.

But soon the faces of the girls changed.

In the middle of writing the Analects of Confucius, Qin Hao went to write the language on the side.

Confucius said: "Learning without thinking will lead to death, and thinking without learning will lead to peril."

Note: You have learned my fairy method, but if you don't learn my thoughts, you will be confused.

You will be beaten to death if you learn my ideas but don't learn my immortal methods! ! !

Bai Xianchu asked with a puzzled face: "Hao big brother, is your comment wrong? The core of the Analects is benevolence, and it advocates convincing people with virtue. Why does this comment look weird?"

When she just read the Analects of Confucius, she had a feeling, but this Analects of Confucius was not as good as her sister.

Qin Hao stopped the pen in his hand and touched the little white fox's head: "You don't understand now, the Analects of Confucius is only the superficial meaning, and the Analects of Confucius is the essence."

? ? ?

Bai Xianchu looked at Qin Hao with question marks all over her face, and then at Sister Fairy.

Beigong Linglong shook her head, as if to say, don't ask me, I don't know, and it's not my book.

"Xiaobai, you are still too young. In my hometown, Lunyu is the real Bible."

Qin Hao paused and explained: "Wen Dao Saint advocates convincing people with virtue, and conquers people with virtue. Saint is nine feet tall, has three thousand disciples, and teaches benevolence to people everywhere.

Do you think it's just a mouth? What does not rely on is his fist and sword, which is to convince others with virtue. "

Bai Xianchu: "..."

She muttered in a low voice: "You are talking nonsense, scholars are not like this."

Qin Hao said solemnly: "This is because they have forgotten the appearance of Saint in ancient times, thinking back to the time when Saint held a sword in his left hand and a book in his right hand to teach people righteousness.

Moreover, it is strictly required that a gentleman should be proficient in rites, music, archery, imperial control, calligraphy, and mathematics.

Nowadays, the literary education is not prosperous because they only know how to study hard. Although they can speak eloquently, I can cut off the head of the Confucian and Taoist cultivator of the same rank with one sword. "

Women: "..."

Qin Hao didn't continue to explain, and when the two masterpieces of Own are released, they will naturally know what a real gentleman is.

Bai Xianchu tilted his head and thought for a long time, but after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out.

Anyway, Bai Xianchu wanted to read "The Analects of Confucius".

Bai Xianchu crawled to Qin Hao's side and looked at him eagerly: "Hao big brother, when your Analects of Confucius is finished, can you be the first to read it to me?"

"You are beautiful, so don't think about it."

After Qin Hao muttered something, he continued to write the language.

"why?"

Bai Xianchu thought to himself: How did Hao big brother know that Daoist's parents are good-looking?

Qin Hao joked: "You don't give me grass, but you still want me to work for you. How can there be such a cheap thing in the world, just stay and drink."

"Humph!"

Bai Xianchu snorted softly: "You think I'm annoying, I'll find grass for you now." After saying that, Bai Xianchu jumped off the desk and ran towards the yard.

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at the same time.

Fahai and Kong Derong approached the village head to express their intention to build a school in the mountain village.

When the village chief heard that the Buddha and the old man were going to build a school for Dashan Village, his face was filled with ecstasy.

The villagers were immediately called together to announce the important news.

When the villagers heard the sound, they began to talk about it.

"Village Chief, is what you said true?"

"Of course it is true. The Buddha is here. If you don't believe me, you can ask him."

"The Buddha said it, so we big guys can rest assured."

The village head continued: "We will work together in that door, and some people will make contributions, and strong efforts will be made to build the school."

"it is good!!!"

The villagers cheered loudly.

Although they are ordinary people, they also hope that their own children can succeed.

It is too far away for mortals like them to let children cultivate immortality.

Reading is a good opportunity to change the fate of children.

Soon the construction in Dashan Village was in full swing.

Build a thatched hut and yard on a clearing in the village.

Building a house is a trivial matter for them. The most important thing is that they don't have a husband, pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

At this time, Kong Derong stepped forward. In the name of a retired professor at Maple Leaf Academy, he provided tables, chairs, pens, ink, paper and inkstones for free.

The next day, when the villagers saw ox carts pulling desks, pens, ink, paper and inkstones to Dashan Village.

All of them boiled over.

One by one, they came to Fahai's hut with their own specialties to thank Mr. Kong.

Kong Derong looked at the local products in the hands of the villagers and their simple eyes, and suddenly felt a little warmth in his heart.

"Fathers and folks, I appreciate your kindness, but I can't take all your things back, can I?"

"why?"

The village chief looked at Mr. Kong with a puzzled face: "Could it be that Mr. Kong doesn't like what we have in our hands?"

Kong Derong showed a kind smile on his face: "Of course not, I, Kong Derong, grew up in a mountain village in the early years, and now I have retired, I just want to do something for the villagers within my ability.

If you give me a gift, I will feel uneasy, old man. "

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was stunned.

They all looked at each other in blank dismay, but they couldn't figure out which family's senior Mr. Kong was?

The village chief asked tentatively: "Old man, little old man, I am over seventy this year, why haven't I seen you?"

Kong Derong explained with a smile: "You are Ma Shaoyuan's descendant, the last time I left Dashan Village, he was only ten years old."

The village chief's eyeballs almost fell out of shock when he heard this.

"Old man, do you know my grandfather?"

"Of course, he is my friend's son. I named him Shaoyuan."

As Kong Derong said, images of the past could not help appearing in his mind, but it is a pity that the old man is no longer there.

"This……"

The village chief was stunned for a long time, then suddenly remembered an ancestral precept, and asked excitedly: "Mr., are you the elder who worshiped in the immortal sect that my grandfather said?"

"That's right, it's me."

Kong Derong's face was full of emotion.

Plop!

The village chief fell to his knees in tears: "Great-great-grandson pays respects to Grandpa Taigan!"

"Folks, the immortals from Dashan Village are back!!!"