"Go to sleep. You can sleep for another two hours at most," Fang Yundao said.
Zhang Jingan sat in his chair with his head lowered, not saying a word.
Fang Yun continued to read.
Fang Yun had spent the last few days reading the Confucian classics. He was about to become a Great Scholar and had to decide on the nature of his first literary platform.
At present, it seemed that the Confucian literary platform was most suitable for him. Even if he formed other literary platforms in the future, there would be no conflict.
Fang Yun could already recite the Sages' Classic backwards. He had read each book hundreds of times and knew it like the back of his hand.
However, Fang Yun felt some regret. If he wanted to truly understand a Confucian classic, the best way was to read the original text. But his literary status was too low, so reading the Half-saint classics too early would only bring him more harm than good.
Besides reading the original text of the Half-saint classics, the best way to understand the Confucian classics was through the famous' Stone Sutra '. Unfortunately, the human race only had two sets of Stone Sutras, and each one was incomplete.
Without a complete Stone Sutra, the countries could not use the name 'Imperial College' and could only call it the Education Palace. The Notre-Dame Imperial College was also renamed the Sublime Literature Institute.
Fang Yun was not discouraged by not being able to obtain the Stone Sutra, because even if he became a Great Scholar or Great Scholar, it wouldn't be too late to study the Stone Sutra. Thus, he focused on reading the notes of the Great Scholars on the Confucian classics, studying their exegesis and interpretation of the Sages' Classic.
These days, Fang Yun focused on studying the notes of the Kong Shengwen World's Great Scholars and Great Scholars on the Sages' Classic.
Fang Yun read very seriously and flipped through the pages very slowly. Every time he read a sentence, countless words would appear in his mind. They were all annotations and exegesis related to this sentence, making it easier to understand the original text of the Sages' Classic.
"I … I want to read." Zhang Jingan's voice echoed in the study.
Fang Yun turned a deaf ear and continued to read.
"I want to read!" Zhang Jingan got up and stared at Fang Yun's face.
Under the illumination of the Night Pearl, one half of Fang Yun's face glowed with a warm light while the other half was covered in a faint shadow.
Fang Yun remained silent.
Zhang Jingan shouted, "I want to study!"
Fang Yun flipped through the pages without looking up.
"I said, I want to study!" Zhang Jingan raised his voice again.
"Rude and disrespectful! Scram! "Fang Yun flung his long sleeves and a gust of wind swept Zhang Jingan out of the door.
Clang! Clang!
The door of the study opened and closed.
Zhang Jingan suddenly rushed to the door. He pushed the door violently, but found that he couldn't open the door, so he could only frantically pound on it. At the same time, they cursed loudly.
"Zhang Longxiang! You liar! You said I can study, you said I can go to school, you are lying to me! "
"You purposely forced me to go to the military camp, forced me to be the constable. Forcing me to pick up feces, it won't be long before you also force me to beg for food! You're not my father! You are a traitor! You just want to torture me! "
"Sob … Sob sob …" Zhang Jingan leaned against the door and cried loudly.
"My mother waited for you for so many years, what did you do? What did I do wrong? I'm just a child! What did I do wrong? "
"What's the point of bullying a child? If you have the ability, kill that old bastard Gou Bao! If you have the ability, deal with those people who beat me! If you have the ability, go and torment the King Of Chu! You're nothing! You can't do anything, you only know how to bully me! Sob sob … "
Zhang Jingan cried even louder.
Fang Yun remained unmoved, even the interval between flipping the pages was almost the same.
Slowly. Zhang Jingan's crying became softer. Finally, there was no sound.
After a long time, there was a knock on the door.
Dong! Dong! Dong!
A finger landed on the wooden door, the sound was melodious and crisp.
"I have something I don't understand, I would like to see Father." Zhang Jingan's voice came from the crack of the door into the study.
"Come in." Fang Yun put down the book again and looked at the door.
Zhang Jingan walked into the study again and bowed to Fang Yun.
"Father," Zhang Jingan raised his head after bowing. His eyes were red and swollen, and his face was expressionless, as if numb from the cold.
"Have a seat." Fang Yun's expression was indifferent.
"Thank you, Father." Zhang Jingan sat on the chair with a serious expression. His back was straight, and his sitting posture was elegant. It was completely different from before, but his red and swollen eyes were a bit of a spoiler.
Fang Yun looked at Zhang Jingan without saying a word.
"I have something I don't understand. You asked me to enter the military, become a civil official, and become a servant. Wasn't it to let me study?" Zhang Jingan asked.
"No, this was your choice." Fang Yun dao.
Zhang Jingan shook his head. He said, "At first, I thought so too, but after thinking about it, I realized that all my choices were under your control."
"You are wrong. It's not that your choices were under my control, it's that you had too few choices." Fang Yun dao.
"I am slow-witted, please enlighten me." Zhang Jingan humbly lowered his head.
Fang Yun got up and walked to the window. With his hands behind his back, he looked out the window.
"What do you think is the use of studying?" Fang Yun asked.
Zhang Jingan immediately said, "Studying is the best way to realize one's ambition."
"Let's put it another way." Fang Yun said indifferently.
Zhang Jingan's face flashed with a trace of embarrassment. He said, "Just like the poem written by Fang Xusheng in the Saint Origin World, gold, silver, treasures, high positions, beautiful women, and luxurious houses, as long as you study, you can obtain them."
"You still don't understand." Fang Yun still had his back to Zhang Jingan.
Zhang Jingan got up and bowed to Fang Yun. He said, "Please enlighten me, father."
"Can you choose who your parents are and when you are born?"
"No."
"After you are born, can you choose what to eat and what to do?"
"No."
"When you are learning to speak, can you choose what words to learn?"
"No."
"Did you choose the school you go to?"
"No."
"Did you choose the books you study in?"
"No."
"Then who helped you choose them?"
"It's father, mother, and teacher." Zhang Jingan seriously answered.
"Why don't you choose them yourself?"
"I can't do it."
"Do you like these choices?" Fang Yun asked.
"I can't say whether I like them or not, but sometimes I feel disgusted. No one wants to be a puppet."
"You really want to make your own choices, don't you?" Fang Yun asked.
"I think everyone is willing to make their own choices." Zhang Jingan was full of energy. He felt that what he said made sense.
"So, between studying seriously and not studying seriously, you chose not to study seriously? So, between studying and not studying, you chose not to study? "Fang Yundao asked.
Zhang Jingan was stunned. He explained, "I said before that things were complicated back then. I had no choice. After all, I was young and ignorant back then. If it were today, I would definitely not be afraid of them and would insist on studying!"
"No matter what you say, you can't deny one thing. You made the most wrong choice!" Fang Yundao said.
"Father is right." Zhang Jingan was speechless.
"You said that I was controlling you, but if it weren't for me, even if you were an adult at eighteen years old and entered the military camp, what would have happened?" Fang Yun asked.
"Without a civil position, no matter how good you were at killing enemies, you would have only become a Chief Of Police or a squad leader. You wouldn't even be a captain, let alone an officer."
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