Saint of the Confucian way

In Yuexi academy, Fang Yun walked in with a square step, and some people followed.

No one maintains order, and no one is in order, but almost everyone knows where they are walking and when they enter Yuexi Academy.

Behind Fang Yun, there were almost all the old people. In addition to many great scholars, there were also many old Hanlin.

Among these people, there are senior officials of Zuo Xiang's first department, hermits of King Kang's first department, scholars from other countries who study in Jingguo, four senior officials of Jingguo pretending to be ill, and more important figures in major aristocratic families or rich families.

The whole family gave lectures in Yuexi academy, which has not been seen in a thousand years.

The level of the team is clear. People can't rob the way of Jinshi, and Jinshi can't block the way of Hanlin.

Fang Yun walked straight ahead regardless of others, while the others gradually walked towards the stairs on both sides.

More and more people entered the Yuexi academy, but the number of people near the Yuexi academy increased instead of decreased, because there were a steady stream of people from afar to fill the gap near.

Yuexi courtyard is a Surabaya courtyard building imitating Confucius. The walls are not made of bricks and stones, but dense trees. People outside can occasionally see a spot from the gap.

Not long ago, there was still a dense crowd outside Yuexi academy, but it seemed that an invisible force existed in everyone's heart to let these people know that they were not qualified to enter the Academy.

Zhao Hongzhuang, dressed as an ordinary scholar, stood among a group of scholars. She quietly looked at the slowly closed gate of Yuexi academy, holding her right fist tightly, as if to smash these obstacles.

The other female talents and students in Hualou looked happy and waited quietly for the lecture to begin.

While the gate was closed, the Yuexi academy began the ceremony of offering sacrifices to Confucius, which was personally presided over by Fang Yun, a lecturer.

After the ceremony of offering sacrifices to Confucius, Fang Yun went to the Wentai.

There was silence on the fan-shaped staircase. Tens of thousands of people stared at the young man on the stage, with a young face and deep eyes.

Fang Yun slowly put his hands on the platform, glanced at the dark people in front, nodded slightly and said, "please take your seats."

There was a murmur. Thousands of people near the podium sat on the futon on the ladder, while those who were a little far away from the podium were still standing. At this time, they relaxed a little, and there was a light cough on the ladder from time to time.

Fang Yun's eyes scanned those who sat down, and almost instantly remembered everyone's faces and expressions. He didn't recognize the three masters who seemed to "kick the hall".

Fang Yun coughed softly, cleared his throat, smiled, and said with a spring thunder: "I once heard an old man say that two people standing at the top of the mountain and at the foot of the mountain are equally small in each other's eyes."

The audience was quiet and listened carefully.

"When I first heard it, I thought he was telling me that people should be humble, because the small people in your eyes may be great that you can't see. Later, I thought of a new possibility. He might be telling me that if they are also small, they should try to stand on the top of the mountain. Finally, I thought of the third possibility. He was telling me that the people standing at the foot of the mountain are not different from the people at the top of the mountain."

After Fang Yun finished, he paused a little and said in a loud voice, "the reason why I can stand in front of Kong Sheng is not because I am a sage, but because I stand on the peak accumulated by the wisdom and achievements of the sages. I climbed in the past, now and will continue to climb in the future."

Countless people inside and outside Yuexi academy nodded and praised.

Many people even praise Fang Yun in a low voice. They neither boast how great they are, nor pretend to be modest. This is the attitude that scholars should have. Being too proud or too humble is not a qualified lecture teacher.

A woman holding a little fox stood far away from the Yuexi academy, stroking the little fox, looking at the statue of Kong Shengna's great bank, listening to Fang Yun's voice, smiling and chanting.

Fang Yun continued: "before the lecture, I'll tell you a little rule of lecture."

As soon as Fang Yun's voice fell, many people were surprised. Just now they boasted that Fang Yun was not proud. Now Fang Yun seems a little complacent.

The lecture itself is a great rule. Fang Yun is only raising people and giving lectures for the first time. He is most taboo to set his own rules and must be in line with the rules, because even small rules may deteriorate the lecture and make people laugh.

Many people who made friends with Zuo Xiang, Kang Wang and Lei family showed a slight mockery on their faces. Even several old scholars in the Imperial Academy did not hide their contempt for each other.

An old scholar suddenly whispered, "the rabbit's tail is too high. Naturally, it can't grow."

The nearby Zuo Xiang people chuckled, but the other Jinshi shook their heads secretly.

Fang Yun seemed to have not found the following changes and said flatly: "All of you have paper and pens with you. In the course of my lecture, if you want to ask or give advice, you can write it on paper, and then pass it from back to front to the first row. You can leave your name or not. When I finish part of my lecture, I will go to see your paper and pick out some meaningful or repeated questions and answers."

When Fang Yun finished, the whole audience was silent.

Many teachers nodded and realized that this was a good way of communication between teachers and students.

"Wonderful method! I will definitely use this method when I give lectures in the future. No, this method will be used in all lectures in the school palace in the future." the speaker is the senior Bachelor of the school palace, who is second only to Wen Xiang in the school palace and equal to the six Shangshu.

The old Jinshi, who laughed at Fang Yun's inability to grow a rabbit's tail, was as red as blood. Others praised Fang Yun. He could refute it, but the opening of the master's mouth was tantamount to closing the coffin. Let alone his mere Jinshi, even other masters could not overthrow him.

The people who laughed at Fang Yun before kept calm faces.

Fang Yun continued: "although there are seven pavilions in Lingyan Pavilion, I only talk about three ways of Qin calligraphy and painting. The first lecture today is the fingering of the left hand of Qin Dao."

At this time, the fingering of piano and Taoism in Shengyuan continent paid equal attention to the left and right, while the fingering in ancient China later focused on the left and light the right, and the fingering of the left hand was more exquisite. Fang Yun also verified it many times, and it was most suitable for teaching.

Therefore, Fang Yun took out three fingering methods that did not exist in Shengyuan and began to give lectures. These three fingering methods have been verified and used for hundreds of years and are flawless. Until Fang Yun finished speaking, no one dared to refute.

In the process of Fang Yun's lecture, people passed notes forward one after another. After Fang Yun finished his lecture, there were nearly 100 pages of paper.

Fang Yun took the lower stage and wanted to get the stack of paper. Unexpectedly, the scholar in charge of the college waved it and the stack of paper flew to the desk in front of Fang Yun.

Fang Yun thanked the Bachelor in charge of the college, then quickly looked through the questions raised by more than 90 people, picked two questions with the highest repetition rate, and then chose another question that he thought was important.

Three pieces of paper appeared in Fang Yun's hands, and Fang Yun answered the questions on the three pieces of paper in detail.

Fang Yun finished his answer and said, "if there are no important questions, I will start to talk about calligraphy."

A Jinshi immediately got up and arched his hands and said, "excuse me for being rude. I was there when you hurt the hands of the small Duke and dozens of enemies in the bomb Pavilion. I remember that you used three special fingering methods, which were unprecedented in Shengyuan, and seemed to have different effects on war music. Why don't you talk about those three fingering methods?"

Fang Yun remembered that this man was not king Kang or Zuo Xiang, so he smiled and said, "the three fingering methods are 'stabbing', 'cutting' and 'temporary'. Over time, I will explain them in detail, but today's lecture can't cover everything. It's likely that the detailed description of these three fingering methods will appear in the holy way next month."

"I see. I'm abrupt."

Fang Yun nodded, then glanced at a group of Hanlin on the steps. He wanted to find Jiao song, the master of Qindao Sanjing sent by Zuo Xiang. As a result, he found that no Hanlin looked at or was hostile to him.

Zuo Xiangyi's people also looked forward to it, but after a while, no one dared to stand up and accuse Fang Yun. Finally, they could only sigh.

Xiao Guogong sat on the futon wrapped in medicine cloth, and the servants carefully supported him. He stared at Fang Yun with a flame of hatred in his eyes.

No one nearby pays attention to the small Duke.

Being punished by semi holy thunder in Lingyan Pavilion is almost equal to the dispersion of literary names. Many people have avoided him like a plague.

Not long ago, Fang Yun said, "now I'm going to talk about calligraphy. The font of Shence army tablet is a font that I sit under the willow tree near the Wudao River, so I call it 'willow style'."

Fang Yun felt a sweat in his heart and hoped that in the future, "Yan ti", "European ti", "Zhao ti" and so on could also come up with appropriate reasons.

When Liu Gongquan, the founder of Liu Ti, was alive, the inscriptions of the families of high-ranking officials and dignitaries would be regarded as unfilial if they were not written by Liu Gongquan, which shows the status of Liu Gongquan in the Tang Dynasty.

Fang used the teaching content of Liu Ti in later generations to teach Liu Gongquan's unique way of writing, and pointed out several new writing methods.

Different from the lectures of Qin Dao, the fingering of Qin Dao ultimately depends on a complete piece of music. Fang Yun doesn't innovate the music and only plays fragments. Everyone doesn't have a clear understanding of the fingering of each other, but the writing method is different.

Fang Yun's Willow body and strokes had an immediate effect. Many people even took out their pens and began to learn. Everyone was elated and praised the calligraphy.

After talking about calligraphy, Fang Yun picked up a new note to answer, and finally said, "if there is no problem, I will start talking about painting."

Duke Xiaoguo suddenly said, "Marquis Fang Wenhou, Ruan Ling, the master of painting the three realms of Taoism, is here. He is known as the most likely person to enter the four realms of Taoism. You dare to teach others in front of him, and you are not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue?"

Countless people frowned. The small country fair day would never be like this, but the small country Duke was punished by thunder and lost his literary name. Today, Fang Yun even taught two lessons without omission. Two consecutive masters of the three realms did not speak, so the small country Duke couldn't help tearing his face, told Ruan Ling, forced Fang Yun to make a bad relationship with Ruan Ling, and cut off Ruan Ling's retreat.

Many people looked at an imperial scholar whose imperial costume was not the style of Jingguo, but the style of Jiaguo.

Lei's family is located in Jiaguo.

Ruan Ling was stared at by the public. Her calm face flashed an angry look. It was obvious that she already knew the means of xiaoguogong. The first two masters of calligraphy and zither were from Jingguo. Xiaoguogong didn't want to offend, but he was from Jiaguo, so even if xiaoguogong offended him, there would be no loss.

Fang Yun did not speak and smiled at Ruan Ling, the master of painting.