Chapter 287: Changes in Educational Methods

Style: Girl Author: YuxuanWords: 2047Update Time: 24/02/21 00:41:11
[How can a child know how to be sad? The years are long; he is greedy for fun and refuses to stop, who wants time to flow by. 】

The beginning of summer is approaching in a blink of an eye.

At some point, Zhizhi and Cricket started another round of singing and drinking that lasted for several months after trying several high and low voices.

The ups and downs of the Yongfan Garden are the loudest in the Shengguo Palace, because the owner of the yard never let the maids and servants go around to catch them.

"This is called cultivating the mind!" Sheng Xiangxun rarely reasoned with the three children in a serious manner.

"Forget yourself in the bustling city, be at peace in the hustle and bustle; don't be shaken by external things, don't be flustered by chaos; keep your mind still and put your own thoughts first; no matter how wind blows or rains, you should remain unmoved.

When can you master your own mind through cultivation, and when will joy, anger, and anger arise at any time? "

Sheng Yuan listened carefully, and after thinking for a moment, he couldn't help but feel enlightened.

What dad said about cultivating the mind is very similar to cultivating concentration. Once you have concentration, external disturbances cannot affect your mind, and you can respond according to the opportunity.

In other words, what others see of her is what she wants them to see; at critical moments, she can use her strength to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger.

Thinking like this, Sheng Yuan couldn't help but clapped her hands in her heart, thinking, if her acting skills were even better, wouldn't she be a proper actor and actress? This ability is really suitable for officialdom!

"From now on, as long as you are at home, you must read and practice calligraphy in the courtyard for more than two hours every day. During this time, you are not allowed to talk or laugh with each other."

At the end of the sentence, Sheng Xiangxun left homework for several children, and after some more earnest instructions, he left with his hands behind his hands.

"Has everything been arranged?" When Mrs. Zheng saw her husband coming out, she hurriedly looked into the yard.

I saw three book desks arranged in a concave shape in front of the flowers under the tree. The eldest son stood in front of the desk and wrote a composition; the eldest daughter was holding the book and reading it carefully. As for the younger daughter... huh? Where did this little girl go?

"Hey! I just saw her grinding ink over there!" Sheng Xiangxun chewed the toothbrush and went to look for it. He heard his wife take a breath and looked around, only to see that his exquisitely dressed wife was holding her arm again. sleeve.

When he followed his wife's gaze, he saw a chubby naughty boy sitting there on the branch of the old tree where six people were hugging each other in the yard, shaking his head and chanting. He looked so cute and playful, not his little daughter but also Which?

"We're not angry! We're not angry! Watch me catch her!" Sheng Xiangxun took a step forward to catch this naughty girl, but the lady who just laughed angrily warned him, "Don't speak too loudly, you can't Startled her."

"Look at me!" Sheng Xiangxun's heart moved and he laughed.

Sheng Yuan closed her eyes, suppressed Zhi Zhi's hysterical screams, and slowly recited the article; during this process, she needed to be particularly careful to ensure that she would not forget the next part in the noise that could distract her at this moment.

Just as she was about to take a breather after reciting two long articles, a burst of fragrance suddenly drifted over.

Sheng Yuan's nose moved and her eyes opened instantly!

It’s the fried sweet cake she likes!

The golden, crispy and glutinous fried sweet cake appeared in her mind and she opened her eyes.

I saw the maids walking back and forth carrying several plates of sweets, apparently preparing morning tea for their three brothers.

Sheng Yuan raised her little face and looked forward, and saw that her sister was ready to wash her hands, while her brother winked at her.

Eh? ! This is asking her to eat.

"Wait for me!" Sheng Yuan slipped down from the tree neatly.

She didn't see her brother put his hand on his forehead at all.

"Your movements are so smooth and smooth. It seems that you practice diligently."

As soon as Sheng Yuan jumped to the ground, her father's words that sounded like a smile but not a smile came to her ears, which made her jump up and down.

"Dad, Daddy, didn't you say you went back to the study?!" Sheng Yuan didn't expect that her father, who was not a man of martial ethics, promised to go back to the study, but he actually grabbed the bag in return!

"Come on, let's talk!" Sheng Xiangxun looked at the little girl's big, smart eyes and suddenly laughed.

"!!!" Sheng Yuan knew that something bad was going on, and hurriedly hugged the big tree, "I am here to practice! You said you should train your heart! I chose to go to the forefront to train myself! What a good boy Ah! You can't settle a score with me!"

"..." Sheng Xiangxun looked at the little trickster and suddenly felt that it would be a good choice to wait for her to grow up and call her "reasonable".

"Sheng Yuan, don't you always say that you are a scholar? Then tell dad, 'The son of a rich man will not sit down in the hall' and 'A gentleman will not stand under a dangerous wall'. Where do these two sentences come from?" Sheng Xiangxun looked at the people already there. She was the young man's youngest daughter, so he gave up his previous plan and took the exam to start her school instead.

Sheng Yuan felt a little guilty. She looked at her smiling father and said honestly: "The former comes from "Historical Records". Sima Xiangru has a legend that "if a family has a lot of gold, he will not be the emperor"; Yuan Angchao also has a legend that "the minister heard that the son of a daughter of gold sat on the throne." If he does not hang down in the hall, a son of a hundred gold will not ride on the balance, and a holy master will not take advantage of the danger but enjoy the fortune.' The latter comes from "Mencius: Full Heart"..."

Later on, her voice became softer and quieter, until finally she could no longer be heard.

Sheng Xiangxun didn't bluff her, he just said for her: "'It's fate, obey its destiny, that's why those who know fate will not stand under a rock wall.'... Didn't you say that you will be a censor to patrol the world? The one who achieves great things How can you spare your own life?"

Her father's attitude was so different from the past, Sheng Yuan also stopped using strong words, and it was rare for her to reflect on herself.

"I know that you think you are good at martial arts, and you have mastered everything from riding, shooting, light kung fu, and footwork with swords and sticks. But as the old saying goes, those who are good at swimming will drown, and those who are good at riding will fall. If you always rely on your strengths and are complacent and are unwilling to be careful and precise, I'm afraid It’s all a debt to the person in charge.”

When Sheng Xiangxun said this, he saw that the little girl's head had drooped almost to her chest, so he smiled and touched the little guy's head, and said kindly: "You have been smart since you were a child, so you can understand what dad is saying." Don't make a fuss, think about what dad said when you have nothing to do.

Don't lose your career because of carelessness... Okay, your favorite fried sweet cake is getting cold, go and eat it quickly! "

When he saw that it was good, he stopped. Seeing that the result was good, he patted his little daughter on the head and let her go.

"Just let it go?" Mrs. Zheng didn't expect that her husband would not teach like before, but instead teach like a gentleman, and she couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"That's enough!" Sheng Xiangxun embraced his wife with a smile and said as he walked.

"Sister Yuan is a smart child, and she has grown up. It is not like when she was three or four years old, she could have a long memory by scaring or teasing her.

She knew exactly what she was doing, and relied on her own ability.

I just had an idea and thought of another way to talk to her.

If we treat her as a child, she will be a child; but if we treat her like a big child, she will adjust herself into a big child.

Don’t worry, it’s the first time she heard me say this, and her memory must be profound. I think she will be more cautious in the future. "