Not long ago, the library of the Su mansion was surrounded by a blazing stove, and the atmosphere was solemn. The entire Su family had gathered there, and the one with the highest status was naturally Song Mao, Song Yufan, who was the Zhizhou of Shen Province. This person was a Jinshi, and could be considered a highly talented person among the common people. Because they knew that he would come every year, the Su family's students had already been preparing for a long time under the supervision of the teachers.
Money might not be able to buy knowledge, but money could buy books. Thus, the Su family's library was actually very large and solemn. If the Su family's grandfather had any wishes, it would be that one day the Su mansion would become a true scholarly family. Once learned people came forth in large numbers, the later generations would be able to see this library, and remember the efforts of his generation who were once merchants. Thinking about this was a very solemn matter, and when people grew old, they would often be most interested in this kind of matter.
Currently, the first half of the library's relatively mechanized examination had already been completed. It was nothing more than giving older students a policy question, and giving the younger children a few words of sages for them to understand and interpret. There was absolutely no such thing as a reference answer in this era. No one could tell you with certainty which sentence of the Analects of Confucius meant what. Everyone had their own understanding, and the evaluation was a kind of free evaluation process. Of course, as long as one was knowledgeable, they would naturally be able to see many things. Whether it was the teachers' mechanized indoctrination, or whether the students had the ability to innovate, or whether they had their own ideas.
This year's examination was somewhat different from the previous years.
Right now, after the preliminary examination, the one called to the center of the library to answer Song Mao's question was a child of nine or ten years old. It could be seen that he was very nervous, and his words were stammering. He did not seem to have much confidence in his answers, but in the end, he still continued speaking.
"In the Analects of Confucius … Yong also said … the knowledgeable enjoy the waters, the benevolent enjoy the mountains, the knowledgeable move, the benevolent calm, the knowledgeable happy, the benevolent live a long life … It means … the knowledgeable seek the changes of all things, the benevolent … but the knowledgeable seek the changes of all things, and the benevolent do not seek the changes of all things. The benevolent and the knowledgeable are one … the teacher said … the teacher said, the benevolent who do not understand is not a true benevolent, and the knowledgeable who do not understand benevolence only know unorthodox things. Uh … one day they will suffer … "
This child was only around nine years old, and seemed to be an honest and simple person. It was rather difficult to organize his words at this time. After speaking for a long time, he still used words like "the teacher said", interspersed with some common words. If it was taken outside for an examination, it would not be elegant, but this was different. Song Mao was nearly forty years old this year, and had an honest and honest appearance. He looked like an honest and honest person.
"Xunzi once said that all changes are the same. Zhuangzi once said that those who do not depart from the sect are called celestial beings. No matter how many changes there were, the principle remained the same … It was indeed so. Blackie, this sentence should have been taught to you by Sir, right? "
Hearing him ask this, the nervous Lil 'Blackie became slightly happier. It was probably because the answer was simple, so he nodded and said, "Hmm, replying to the Zhizhou, the teacher once said,' Rampage does not leave the square, no matter how many changes there are, they do not stray from the original. '"
"Being able to move unhindered within the confines of one's surroundings, no matter how many changes there are, they will always remain the same … This is enough …" Song Mao nodded, then smiled and said, "Just now, the meaning of 'A wise man is happy with water', was it all said by your teacher?"
Blackie nodded his head. "Teacher had casually mentioned a few things. I … I can't remember everything … "
"Do you understand?"
The child thought for a moment, shook his head, and then nodded carefully. "Yes … a little …"
"Hehe, you're right." Song Mao laughed. "Then, the explanation of the previous school examination, was it all said by your husband?"
The child nodded, then shook his head again. "Teacher … Teacher once said this, but … but he didn't say this specifically. This is … some of what I think …"
Song Mao watched him shake his head, then nod, then shake his head again. Then, he smiled and nodded his head, exchanging some opinions with Su Chonghua and the others. Grand Elder Su was watching from the side, and at this time, he could naturally sense that the situation was different. "Zhizhou, this is …"
"Congratulations, Uncle Su. This child and the child who was just tested may have great achievements in the future."
"Ah …"
It was not easy to receive such an evaluation from Song Mao. Grand Elder Su was delighted, but he did not show it on his face. He only watched the development of the situation. Song Mao looked at the teachers and the teachers in the academy, then cupped his hands towards Su Chonghua. "Brother Su, this teacher who taught Blackie, I wonder who he is …"
He had actually had some contact with the teachers from Yushan Academy in the past, but there was no one he could recommend. At this time, he only cast a glance at one or two unfamiliar faces. Su Chonghua's expression was a little hesitant, but then he looked at Grand Elder Su and said, "He doesn't seem to be here. Blackie and the child just now, Chongming, are both disciples of Liheng."
Grand Elder Su was slightly stunned, then revealed a look of pleasant surprise. Song Mao's expression also changed slightly. He then flipped through some of the previous papers and let a teacher beside him choose. He folded five papers and looked at them again before handing them to Grand Elder Su and Su Chonghua. "Brother Su, take a look. These students' answers, were they all taught by the same person?"
Su Chonghua looked at the names and nodded. Song Mao then explained to Grand Duke Su, "It's the same question, taught by the same teacher, and taught the same curriculum in the school. However, these five copies are all different, and each of them has their own understanding …"
There was no need to say too much. Although Grand Elder Su himself was not very knowledgeable, he already understood the meaning of the other party's words. Then, Song Mao looked at the people standing around them, then asked Su Chonghua, "Brother Su, the Liheng that you speak of, is it the Ning Yi of the Shuidiao Getou, Ning Liheng?"
"… It is indeed this person."
"This person is a great talent. I wonder who he is. We should invite him up to the stage and sit with us. How can we let him watch from the sidelines?"
At this time, the people on the stage were all middle-aged and elderly. Ning Yi should be there. Since he was not on the stage, he was naturally standing among the crowd of family and relatives. Grand Elder Su looked down the stage. His eyesight was not very good. At the same time, he asked Su Boyong, "Where is Liheng?"
In fact, Su Boyong was already looking for him. He shook his head and said, "It seems … he is not here."
In the past, in the latter half of the one-on-one questions, it was usually the older students who were called out. This time, two children were called out. Although they stood nervously in the field, in the eyes of the people around them, this was a symbol of some knowledge. It was a real honor. While the people above were whispering to each other, the people below were actually discussing in low voices. Juan'er, who had run over to watch the commotion, grabbed a disciple of Ning Yi and encouraged him, "Look at how powerful Hei Zi and Chongming are. If they call you out to ask questions later, you have to answer them properly. Don't embarrass your teacher."
These children often pestered Ning Yi to tell them stories. They were already familiar with Chan'er and Juan'er. At this time, they had long faces and said, "But Sister Juan'er, I'm scared. It's the Zhizhou Lord above us."
"It's not like they know about our prefecture. They won't kill you. Look at how friendly they are. Hei Zi and the others are scared too … Anyway, if you embarrass yourself, sister won't forgive you … "
Before he could finish speaking, Su Boyong had already noticed Juan'er in the crowd. He chuckled and called her out, "Where is your son-in-law?" When she was sent out to find Ning Yi, Song Mao, who was in the hall behind them, had already asked about Ning Yi's storytelling in class with interest. He asked Little Hei Zi to tell one on the spot …
When he adjusted his breathing and finished telling the story vividly in front of Su Tan'er and the others, Su Tan'er and the others were already a little stunned. Then, Juan'er asked Chan'er, "Where is the son-in-law? The Eldest Master and the others are still waiting. I went to the courtyard to look for him, but he's not there."
Chan'er was also a little distressed, "But … the son-in-law seems to have gone out in the morning … I, I'm not very sure …"
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After teaching at Yushan Academy for a few months, Ning Yi had heard from Xiaochan that there would be an examination at the end of every year. But with his personality, he naturally would not take these things to heart. When he was telling stories to a group of children in class, everyone was suspicious, amused, and criticized him. Su Tan'er was also puzzled and unhappy. He could see everyone's emotions in his heart. In fact, he was very clear about it. He was too lazy to defend himself. But if Xiaochan really asked him about his opinion on these examinations, he would most likely say casually, "If I can't even get through this kind of thing, then I really don't need to do it anymore …"
There were not many things he wanted to do now, but as long as he did it, all he needed to do was to wait for the results. After experiencing so many things, he naturally still had vanity, but vanity was no longer the main factor that could influence his behavior. For people who he could understand a little, or could try to understand, and had a good outlook on life, such as Elder Qin and Elder Kang, he could also say some messy things when chatting. Looking at the other party's expression, he would secretly feel happy. But if the other party's understanding was not good enough, and you said some things, and the other party righteously said that you were deviant, wouldn't that be looking for trouble?
If Ning Yi was at home today, it was hard to say whether he would go to see the process of the examination. But in any case, he had already gone out this morning, and did not know the whole development of the matter. Recently, the Su family had been quite busy, and he also had some things he wanted to do. After all, he had been idle for too long, and it was time to find something to play with. It was hard to say whether he would succeed in the future, but at least it could prove that he, a modern big boss, had more or less struggled for the prospect of a happy and beautiful life in this terrible era where there was not even MSG.
Come to think of it, it was like the scene of a pig struggling …
The sky was full of snow, and he thought about it in boredom as he walked along the snow-covered street to the intersection ahead. He was wearing a green robe and holding a paper umbrella. If he fell into a painting, this figure with the surrounding snow on the long street would have a bit of an ancient scholar's charm. There were still many shops open for business on both sides of the road, and pedestrians hurriedly passed by. A carriage passed by him, and there were a few small stalls at the intersection. Behind one of the small stalls, a woman with an ugly headscarf blinked her eyes and looked over in confusion. Ning Yi waved his hand, and there was a blushing smile on the other side.
Nie Yunzhu's completely out of character biscuit stall had already opened. Ning Yi already knew the location, but it was the first time he strolled there.
*****
There were two things today. The college entrance examination had begun, and Yao Jiaxin had been executed. On such a complicated day, Banana wanted to say, "Please have a lot of recommendation votes ^ _ ^"
Among the readers who read Banana's book, there should be some students who took the college entrance examination. I wish everyone a smooth exam. However, if you saw this blessing today, then it was most likely not a good student. This matter made me feel a little complicated. In any case, reading for fun was a way to relax and adjust one's mood. The ultimate goal of taking a short break was to be more stable and better on the road ahead. What Banana wanted to say here was that no matter what kind of entertainment and relaxation method you chose when you stopped, you must work hard in life. Daydreaming was useless. Increasing effort and accumulation, and lowering your expectations was the way to obtain happiness. This was not a slogan, but Banana's realization.
I wish Banana's book friends happiness ^ _ ^
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