He didn't expect to ask a question when he came up, and it was such a question that Liang Feng couldn't help but be stunned. In the face of such a genuine Confucianism, he can't always answer that this is the policy of ignorance of the people by the feudal ruling class, right? Fortunately, the original owner had read the book anyway, and he still had some dry goods in his stomach. In addition, he had read a lot of history books these days, but after hesitating for a moment, Liang Feng replied: "It is a small word and a righteous one. Don't make judgments."
This is also the answer that is most in line with this era. "Book of Rites Xue Ji" has a cloud: "One year, look away from the classics and distinguish one's aspirations." That is to say, in the first year of reading, you must learn to divide chapters and sentences, and identify your interests and intentions. This is the only way for all ancient scholars. Only through the teaching of teachers and self-study can they understand the profound meaning of the sutras.
But the sage is unstoppable. Under such circumstances, Confucian scholars must analyze the chapters and sentences according to their own understanding and speculation, and discern the meaning of the sages, so as to derive countless sparse commentaries and form different schools. Different teachers have different ways of interpreting them. Who can break through the words of many schools, interpret the meaning of the sacred doctrine alone, and spread it all over the world? Therefore, the handed down Confucian classics must be "white text" without punctuation. And a true scholar will not only read the words of one family, but often need to read a lot of books and watch countless notes of predecessors, in order to inherit the first learning and bring forth the new.
Liang Feng felt that there should be no flaws in this answer. However, the old man in front of him still had the same expression, and asked again, "Why do you want to return the engraving of the "Morning Clothes"?"
How does this relate to the previous question? However, Liang Feng did not hesitate, and immediately said: "This is the hard work of the old gentleman, and the boy dare not be a professional."
"The New Treatise on Febrile Diseases, why is another sentence broken?" The third question followed.
"This is not a sage's words. It is not for the benefit of the world, but for the living." Liang Feng thought of the answer when he divided the sentence for "Shanghan Xin Lun", and answered naturally.
"The book of the living can be passed on to the world, but what about the words of the world?" The old man looked straight at Liang Feng, his eyes clouded like ice, without any waves.
What does it mean? After carefully thinking about the questions before and after, a cold sweat broke out from behind Liang Feng, and he bowed his head and said, "I don't dare to talk about the words of the saint."
Where is this asking the question? Clearly a warning! Only at this moment did Liang Feng understand what Cui You wanted to say
In this era of no imperial examinations, knowledge is in the hands of very few people, especially the way of the sage king on the theory of governing the country. Every school and faction has its own line of Taoism, and the battle between "modern text" and "ancient text" has just fallen to the dust. At this time, the intervention of engraving printing may become the same as the fuse.
If someone asks him to print his own doctrine, will he print it or not? Not to mention commentaries, even if ordinary chapters and sentences are analyzed, I am afraid they cannot touch it without authorization. The light is to join factional disputes, and the heavy is to touch the inverse scales of the upper-level rulers. This kind of issue involving ideology, not to mention that he is a patriarch of the white body, even the imperial court would not dare to act rashly.
This is probably the real reason why the art of engraving and printing is so simple, but it can not develop by leaps and bounds until the Song and Ming Dynasties. Not adding sentence breaks is to separate the distance between ordinary people and knowledge, and people cannot study the history of scriptures without teachers. Then add a sentence break? With an official answer? Isn't it another way to control thinking and unify ideology? The Way of the Holy King is never simple, because it is not simply a knowledge to teach people, but a program and theory for ruling the country!
Seeing Liang Feng leaning over to admit his mistake, the old man's eyelids twitched slightly: "Do you still want to print "New Treatise on Febrile Diseases"?"
He didn't even ask about the "Diamond Sutra", it seemed that he had already seen through that little trick. Liang Feng gritted his teeth: "Books can live!"
Yes, printing books may put him at risk. But if it is not printed, the money and food will be a lot less, and his promise to Jiang Taiyi will naturally not be realized. Not to mention the lives this book could have saved! Of course he had to print it!
The old man snorted softly and lowered his eyes. However, at this time, Liang Feng dared to move the first half. In front of this dying old man, it was as if he had been stripped naked. With that little thought, there is no way to escape!
After a long time, the old man spoke again: "Where did you study?"
"Fan Yang Lu." Liang Feng replied respectfully. Fan Yang Lu's family is famous all over the world, and the original owner also went to school based on his relationship. However, his aptitude and health were not very good. After only one year of study, he replied that he would go home.
"Which one is the Spring and Autumn Three Biography Jingyan?" The old man continued to ask.
"I'm ashamed, my knowledge is not good." This is not the time to brag. Liang Feng has something to say. When it comes to studying the classics, he really can't catch up with the man in front of him.
The old man made another long hum: "Do you still have a young child in your family?"
"There is a son, Fang Fang is five years old." Liang Feng said.
The old man nodded: "If you are interested, send him to Cui Mansion to study next year."
This is more than the questioning just now, and it makes Liang Feng dizzy. Why did you suddenly want to accept Liang Rong as a disciple? This kind of Confucian classics family is the most troublesome. Generally, the acceptance of apprentices depends not only on relationships, but also on students' talent and perseverance, which are indispensable. After all, it is related to their own brand and even the inheritance of culture, and no one will ignore it. And whether or not he can worship a famous teacher is more related to the future and destiny of a scholar. If there is such a great Confucian willing to nod, I don't know how many people will rush to it.
Liang Feng hesitated for a while before answering: "The boy is blunt. Fortunately, the old gentleman favors him. However, my son is still young, and I am afraid that he will not be able to enter school until he is six years old."
This can be understood as a postponement of one year before entering the school, and it can also be understood as declining the invitation.
The old man raised his lips slightly: "It's okay, one year is enough to make a decision."
This sentence also has two meanings, or it can be understood as a year later to see the child's aptitude, or it can be understood as giving him a year to consider before making a conclusion. However, nothing changed. As long as Liang Feng was willing, the Cui family would accept this child.
The old guy has said this, what else can Liang Feng say, he can only smile: "Thank you Mr. Cui for your love."
It seems that he has asked all the questions that should be asked. Liang Feng felt obedient, and after giving a gentle salute, he left the study. Cui Liang was still outside, and when he saw him come out, he greeted him with a smile; "It seems that the ancestors appreciate Zixi very much. Whoever came to see him has never stayed for so long."
Liang Feng really didn't know how to answer this. It is both pointing and accepting apprentices, which is really an extraordinary "appreciation". Although dealing with such an old and sophisticated guy is very exhausting, I have to say that it also gave Liang Feng a lot of reminders. It seems that when it comes to printing books, it is better to be more careful. After all, he lacks strength now, so he dares to make the Great Leap Forward, fearing that he will break his leg. Alas, in this troubled world, the power at hand is the root.
On the other side, a person came out of the room behind him. His appearance was similar to Cui Liang, but he was older. Respectfully kneeling before the desk, he asked, "Why did the eldest father accept the young son of the Liang family?"
He had been listening from behind before, and he was inevitably a little confused. If his grandfather was really optimistic about this Liang Zixi, he would just accept him directly. Why bother to accept his youngest son
"He's not interested in studying the classics. But his son needs to be nurtured." The old man said slowly.
The man's expression immediately became solemn: "My eldest father thinks that Liang Zixi is very talented?"
Over the years, he was the only one who discussed the situation with his grandfather. Only he knew that grandfather had long seen that the world was about to be in chaos. After three dynasties and over a hundred years old, the old man was in the bookstore, but his mind was sharper than before. Now, how can he not be surprised that he is so optimistic about such a weak and delicate young man!
The old man nodded slightly: "I have a different mind and a heart for the world. This son is far better than Yuanhai."
The man's expression became more solemn. Liu Yuan was his grandfather's favorite student, but he was also suffering from a heart attack. He taught Liu Yuanhai very well. This son's talent is extraordinary, this is a raw jade, and after careful consideration, if he meets a Mingjun, he will be a good talent. It's a pity that the Sima clan is perverse and has no virtue to convince people. Treating aliens is like training a fierce horse with an iron whip, and sooner or later there will be troubles.
In the governance of the world, there is no harm in the talents of many different species, but what if the world is troubled
And now, there is another Liang Zixi. The four words "with the world in mind" are much more important than other judgments. Grandfather felt that this son was the mainstay, not only wanted to help him, but also wanted the Cui family to board this new boat together. This is a major event related to the rise and fall of a line!
After a long silence, the man said, "One more year."
Yes, one more year. Not only for Liang Feng, but also for Cui. The old man nodded slowly and closed his eyes.
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After only two days at Cui's house, Liang Feng went home. This trip has come and gone in a hurry, and not many people know about it. But there are always some good people who like to inquire about other people's privates.
In the flower pavilion, the brocade tents are heavy, and the sun is as warm as spring. Several noble ladies sat around drinking tea, watching the bleak winter scenery outside the pavilion.
"In a few days, I'm afraid it's going to snow. I wonder if this winter's snow scene will be attractive?" One of the ladies chuckled and plucked the Yaoqin by her hand.
"Ayao only loves Yajing, but I'm a vulgar." Another woman smiled, "They say that Liang Jialang has a beautiful appearance and a beautiful face. Why is Ashu hiding and not willing to let us meet? See?"
When Liang Shu heard the words, she paused for a while, put down the tea cup in her hand, and said with a smile, "I may not have seen that nephew for a long time, why did Alan say this?"
Li Lan pretended to be surprised and covered her lips with a handkerchief: "What? Liang Langjun came to the county town, didn't he visit your aunt?"
Liang Feng came to the county seat? when? ! Liang Shu only felt as if a pot of charcoal had been overturned in her heart, and immediately burned. However, her complexion remained the same, she said lightly: "Xu has something to do, so I hurried back. He is too weak to go out easily."
"That's it!" Li Lan smiled and didn't talk much. He turned his head and urged the person beside him, "A Yao, play another song soon!"
The melodious music resumed, but Liang Shu couldn't listen to it no matter what. My husband's younger sister has always been at odds with her, so it's no wonder that she was invited to a banquet and tea today just to watch a good show! When did Liang Feng's sickly seedling arrive at the county seat? ! He actually dared to ignore his aunt and just ignore it? !
However, no matter how embarrassed she was, she didn't dare to show it. As for the past six months, Liang Feng has already gained fame and changed his appearance. What Buddha dreamed, passed on scriptures to stop the epidemic, and sold scriptures! Piece by piece, all unheard of. Now that sick seedling has become the guest of honor of the Taiyuan Wang family, and his reputation is amazing. And the fact that her family Langer was expelled from the Sushui Pavilion has also become one of the interesting stories.
The people who talk are naturally enthusiastic, but what about the people who become the laughing stock? Because of this, not only Li Lang, but also the Li House was stigmatized. Her husband sneered at her every day, and Liang Shu almost exploded her lungs out of breath. If I hadn't had the foresight to send Lang'er to Yecheng, I still don't know what it looks like now!
But even so, Liang Shu was still helpless about that hateful nephew. A few months ago, Qingyangzhai was suppressed, so that she could not sleep peacefully for several days. One is that he is afraid that something will fall into Liang Feng's hands, and the other is that he is shocked by the strength of Liang's mansion. Such a prestigious and powerful nephew is simply uneasy. How could a boy who was weak and sluggish suddenly become a person
Since October, the intense battle in Luoyang has made her even more uneasy. She has put a lot of weight on the King of Chengdu. If the King of Chengdu is defeated, Lang'er will have no bright future. In any case, the army must take Luoyang!
The long Kodan fell into her palm, Liang Shu turned her head calmly, and looked towards the far east.