Saint of the Confucian way

"If you enter the government, what can you do?" Fang Yun asked again.

"My knowledge is so poor that I can't even be a Book office. I can only be a servant. As for the chief of the house, the chief of the house is the responsibility of local powerful people, which has nothing to do with me."

"What would you choose?" Fang Yun said.

"I can only ask grandpa and grandma to become apprentices in a workshop and secretly learn technology. When I learn the technology, I can go to a better workshop and make more money." Zhang Jing'an said.

"Why do you want to learn technology?" Fang Yun asked.

"If you don't learn, how can you start a family? How can you raise a family?"

"Is there any difference between learning technology in a workshop and studying in a school?"

"No."

"If you had chosen to study at that time and were now a Mongolian boy, what would happen if you entered the army?"

"I will be selected into the elite army immediately, and I will soon be promoted to the chief of the army or whatever. I even have the opportunity to be a captain. If I am lucky, I can get the rank of nine grades and become a lieutenant or a captain, that is a real officer. When I get old, I will be granted a rural man with no worries about food and clothing."

"What workshop will you choose if you don't want to be a soldier after you become a child?" Fang Yun asked.

"Why should I choose a workshop? I can open a private school as a teacher, go to the county literary academy as a teacher, go to a big family to teach ethnology, or even enter the government as a Book office. Choosing any profession is better than going to a workshop, unless I'm a child worker." Zhang Jing'an answered seriously.

"How about becoming a scholar?" Fang Yun said again.

"There are more things that can be done. If you don't mess around, you can have a place. It's not too difficult to get an official position from the eighth grade when you're old. Those who wear scholar clothes are more dignified than others." Zhang Jing'an said with envy.

"I don't have to ask Ju Ren, Jin Shi, Hanlin, Da bachelor, Da Ru and even semi saint. You can certainly say all kinds of benefits. Do you know the use of reading now?" Fang Yun asked.

Zhang Jing'an looked embarrassed and said vaguely, "I see."

"Tell me."

"Can there be a higher literary position." Zhang Jing'an secretly looked at Fang Yun.

Fang Yun shook his head gently.

Zhang Jing'an blushed and didn't know what to do.

"Reading, let you have more choices!" Fang Yun's voice was as sonorous as gold and jade.

Fang Yun turned slowly and looked at Zhang Jing'an.

"When you were born, it's entirely up to us to choose for you. You can't help what you eat, drink and everything. But when you grow up, whether you like it or not, you will be forced to make a choice by the world. You have no literary position, you can only choose to work for others, and you can only choose to be a yamen servant and a small soldier. Yes, there is no distinction between high and low, but in your heart and my heart, there is a difference!"

Fang Yun's voice suddenly increased.

"When you and I went to the dentist's on the first day, I saw that people were recruiting everywhere. It seemed that there were many choices, but the position limited your choice, age limited your choice, gender limited your choice, body limited your choice, experience limited your choice, family limited your choice, parents limited your choice, employers limited your choice, preferences limited your choice, and even how much you had at that time Less money also limits your choice. Even some businesses will give you a high salary in a month, but as long as they don't care about food and accommodation, you can only choose to transport garbage and feces hungry, just to get the salary on the first day, just to avoid starvation! "

"You see, there are many options in the world, but you often can't choose! Do you know why? Because you made the wrong choice from the beginning. You chose not to read!"

Fang Yun's voice was like an evening drum and morning bell shaking in the room. Zhang Jing'an only felt his mind buzzing, as if something was chiseling through his skull.

Fang Yun continued to ask, "is it right or wrong that you chose to enter the military camp at the age of 11?"

"Wrong." Zhang Jing'an hung his head and lost his airway.

"Is it right or wrong that you choose to be a civil servant?"

"Wrong."

"Is it right or wrong that you choose to tilt your head?"

"Wrong."

"Is it right or wrong that you choose not to read?"

"Wrong." Zhang Jing'an's face reddened.

Fang Yun said slowly, "don't say that you, even the great Confucian who has insight into the world and even the semi saint who has insight into the holy Tao, will face choices, and they may also make wrong choices. You are only eleven years old. Why do you think your choice is correct? It's not stupid, you don't read enough books and you don't experience enough things. So, do you know the role of reading now?"

Zhang Jing'an nodded, but did not dare to speak, because he felt that he did not fully understand Fang Yun's words.

Fang Yun pointed to the book on the table with his index finger, his eyes as deep as the stars and his eyes as far as the sky, and said: "The whole human race has used thousands of years of wisdom and experience to create imperial examinations, build academies and formulate books to pave the broadest, longest and most correct way for our future generations to study! The function of this road is to give you enough time and knowledge to choose a new road you want to choose when you reach the farthest you can!"

"If you don't know how to choose when you are a child, then you should be a child student; if you don't know how to choose when you are a child, then you should be a scholar; if you don't know how to choose when you are a scholar, then you should be a teacher and a scholar! One day, you will make your own choice. Yes, the choice at that time may not be easier or more noble, but at least you don't have to choose hungry! At least you don't have to choose in LA Choose between garbage and feces! "

"Choose to read, choose to bite your teeth and go on. At that time, even if you were in the same pain, you could choose more ways to alleviate the pain!"

Fang Yun leaned down, looked at Zhang Jing'an, smiled brightly, and rubbed Zhang Jing'an's hair.

"Go to study. Even if you regret it in the future, you will only regret choosing the wrong way, not having no choice! Even if you worry, you will only have too many directions, not having no choice! Born as a person, you should choose your favorite way! If you come to the end, take the book as the sword and choose to cut a new way!"

"Hmm!" Zhang Jingan nodded hard. This time he didn't hide.

"Go to bed," Fang Yun said with a smile.

"Why do you go to bed late? Sometimes even at dawn, I have hardly heard of any scholar who works harder than you." Zhang Jing'an asked with his head raised.

Fang Yun smiled and said, "I choose the most difficult road, so I have to read the most books!"

Zhang Jing'an only felt that his father's smile was more dazzling than the sun. He nodded vaguely and said, "my child, good night, father. No, good morning."

"Good morning," Fang Yun said with a smile.

Zhang Jing'an turned and left. When he came to the door, he suddenly turned back. A worried look flashed on his face and asked, "do I have time to read now?"

"Not only the words on paper are knowledge, but everything you experience in barracks, Yamen and work is knowledge. The people you see, the words you hear and the scenery you see are the words between heaven and earth. People are born to read the great book of heaven and earth. As long as you read it thoroughly, you will go further. However, in schools and academies, it is the best way to read. There are other ways , a thousand times harder! "

"Hmm!" Zhang Jingan left with confidence.

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