Everyone was puzzled.
It only takes so little time to come up with good Zhixue poetry? Shouldn't we wait at least half a quarter of an hour? At this time, how can you compare with the great scholar? The great scholar's mind and spiritual thoughts are very powerful, and he can think about more things in the blink of an eye than a Jinshi can think about in an hour.
Fang Yun's friends shook their heads and chuckled helplessly. They had known each other for almost two years, but they still couldn't figure out Fang Yun's style of doing things.
"Fang Yun, are you serious?" Li Fanming asked again.
Before Fang Yun could answer, spring thunder came from fifty miles away.
"Then ask Fang Xusheng to recite the poem with his skillful tongue. You must not speak without faith." Lei Longkuo's voice spread hundreds of miles.
Some scholars hurriedly gave Fang Yun a wink. If you are not completely sure, you must not be provoked by Lei Longkuo. Now is not the time to show off.
Fang Yun ignored Lei Longkuo and said: "Of course it is true. I was originally thinking about how to write Zhixue poems, but after seeing the great scholar Song Shi's boat breaking through the wind and thunder, and thinking of his various deeds, I suddenly understood the highest realm. What is the knowledge of wisdom?”
"Oh?" The worry in everyone's eyes disappeared, replaced by a strong look of curiosity.
"Can you tell me?"
Fang Yun nodded and said with spring thunder: "The topic of the third round is wisdom. I originally just wanted to write about skill or wisdom, but after seeing Mr. Songshi move forward, I suddenly realized something. Knowledge is not simple intelligence. It is not simply skill. The lowest level of wisdom is one's own intelligence, and the higher level of wisdom is wisdom! People can be born smart, but they cannot be born wise. I personally think that before learning wisdom, you must have enough hard work. Study hard and be at the bottom.”
The readers nodded one after another. Fang Yun's words pointed out the key points of Zhixue poetry.
The stupid scholar Tian Songshi in front looked back and looked into the distance with a smile on his face.
Fang Yun continued: "There may be many ways of intellectual learning, but I learned from Mr. Songshi a way of intellectual learning that everyone can achieve as long as they work hard, which coincides with Confucius' "teaching without distinction" and Mencius' "people" Everyone can be like Yao and Shun. Correct study and practice are the way of wisdom."
"Please ask Fang Xu to recite a poem!" A Jingguo man excitedly raised his hand.
"Listen to Fang Banshi's teachings!" A young Jinshi lowered his head slightly.
Even some Hanlin bachelors, aged in their seventies or eighty, nodded their heads and lowered their eyebrows, their eyes full of respect and expectation.
Many people in Zong Lei's two fleets looked sarcastic on the surface, but there was wariness hidden deep in their eyes.
Fang Yun looked at the back of the stupid Confucian Tian Songshi in front of him, his tongue bursting with spring thunder.
“The ancients left no stone unturned in their knowledge;
When you are young, you can only succeed when you are old.
What you get on paper will eventually feel shallow,
I know I have to do this. "
As soon as this poem came out, no one applauded and everyone was thinking about it carefully.
Some people keep communicating with each other in the hope of getting advice from others.
"The ancients in the poem obviously refer to the sages. Even seniors such as the stupid scholar Tian Matsushi are included in the list. They praise those who spare no effort and concentrate on studying and studying, and often achieve success only when they are old."
"The last two sentences are equally easy to understand. They mean that the knowledge obtained from books is not solid. It requires personal practice to truly master knowledge. This is true knowledge and insight, a truth that will never change through the ages! However, it seems that there is still something missing."
Shen Peidao, a bachelor, said: "When reading poetry, you must naturally think about the overall situation. The structure of poetry is different from that of articles. It cannot be understood based on the original word order. What you said is wrong, because reading poetry is too old-fashioned. If this poem is Write it into an article. Regardless of the rhythm, the word order can be changed to "The ancients spared no effort in learning, but they only know that it takes hard work to achieve success."
Everyone suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the other party was a bachelor.
Yan Yukong said: "If you use this word order to understand it, it will come naturally. The ancients spared no effort in reading and studying. They were very hard, but just studying hard is not the whole path to pursue knowledge. Only by combining the knowledge from books, practicing it personally, and then over time can Only by settling down can you achieve great success in the future.”
"To borrow the words of Fang Xusheng in the discussion list, I would like to give you a thumbs up. This poem is in the correct preface, and can only teach you the principle of 'doing this matter carefully', but if it is rearranged, it will form a complete story of the scholar's achievement. The principle is as good as on paper This poem can only be understood through the combination of personal knowledge and more vivid stories."
"Only when books and practice are combined can we consider wisdom learning, otherwise it is just a matter of rote learning. Compared with this poem, the previous wisdom poetry seems too 'clever'."
"True wisdom must be without any bells and whistles."
The readers nodded again and looked at Fang Yun with very complicated eyes, including admiration, doubt, admiration, and emotion.
Who would have thought that such truths containing wisdom came from the mouth of a young man.
"Huh? That's not right. Even if this poem doesn't have the sound of the Dao, it's still no worse than Mr. Songshi's. Why doesn't it have the slightest aura of the Holy Dao?"
"It seems... there is no light falling on the dragon boat."
Everyone was puzzled and talked about it.
On the dragon boat, Fang Yun stood with his hands hanging down, everything was the same as before he recited the poem.
The Zonglei family was cautious. After repeatedly confirming that there was no light coming, many people laughed wildly, and some even burst into tears.
"Hahaha... Who would have thought that Fang Xusheng failed to write poetry in Xuehai! This is obviously a hard study of poetry, what kind of wisdom is it!"
"Those who analyzed it for a long time before got this result. I wonder if your faces are red? Are your faces hurting?"
"Although the song 'An Inch of Time, an Inch of Gold' about strengthening the fishing rod is good, this poem is off topic. No matter how many fish we catch in the end, they will only serve as wedding dresses for us!"
The Zong Lei family breathed a long sigh of relief. Fang Yun's poem was very powerful, but it was probably off-topic. Whether it was in Xuehai or in the imperial examination, off-topic was extremely fatal.
In the imperial examination, there are semi-sages who can judge whether the essay is off-topic, but in Xuehai, the light coming can judge whether the essay is off-topic.
The transport fleet fell into silence, with only the sound of howling wind and crashing waves.
No one expected that Fang Yun would make such a big mistake.
Many people looked at Fang Yun, but Fang Yun's expression did not change, as if he didn't know anything, and continued to swing the fishing rod and practice fishing in the stormy waves.
We haven't reached the inland sea yet, but the shaking of all the ships is increasing.
Ahead, there are dense typhoons and small tornadoes that are constantly forming, almost intimidating.
"Don't be distracted, please come up with poems about wisdom as soon as possible, so that you won't even be able to enter the inner sea." Shen Pei, a bachelor, said.
Only then did everyone find an excuse to stop caring about the matter and silently ponder Zhi Xue's poems.
Fang Yun's fleet became increasingly silent.
"You're not talking now? What did you say just now?" Thunder Dragon's tongue was full of spring thunder, and he was very proud.
Zong Shibing smiled and said: "We only have a grudge against Fang Yun and have nothing to do with others. If those who raced with our Zonglei family before give up now, they will definitely return your salmon after our race is over. Otherwise, it’s a waste of time, and if something happens to your family..."
Fang Yun turned to look at Zong Shibing, his eyes were cold, and he said with a sharp tongue: "If something happens to their family, I will let the ten Zonglei families get into trouble. One of their family members will die, and I will let the two Zonglei families die!"
"How dare you!" Zong Shibing shouted. (To be continued...)