coming.
Fang Yi's mind was changing rapidly at this time, and he finally settled on: "Mr. Wang wants to borrow it, and the junior naturally agrees. It is a great honor for the student to contribute to enriching the Confucian and Taoist system, but..."
"Are you worried about leaks?" Before Fang Yi finished speaking, Wang Jingzhe had already seen Fang Yi's worries: "I promise you, I will only watch it alone and will not spread it to anyone else."
"Don't worry, I am a bachelor and I will keep my word." Wang Jingzhe made a promise directly.
"Sixth-grade Grand Bachelor!!" Fang Yi was greatly surprised. The Wang Jingzhe in front of him turned out to be a sixth-grade Grand Bachelor with the same family background.
Fang Yi couldn't help but wonder, the people who studied had been monopolized by the academy, and it was rare to see wild bachelors.
Of course, the Grand Scholar is very strong, and starting from the fifth level of Confucianism and Taoism, the combat power soars directly.
For example, the bachelor just now showed his ability to follow his words!
Fang Yi no longer hesitated and presented "Historical Records" with both hands.
If you get a promise from a bachelor, you must be true to your words and keep your words.
"What kind of book do you dare to call it "Historical Records"?" Wang Jingzhe was shocked, took the book and began to study it carefully.
Fang Yi stood there, motionless.
[You have been appreciated by Wang Jingzhe, you have gained 5 luck points, and you will get an additional opportunity. 】
Reward settlement has begun.
When the choice came up just now, Fang Yi had an idea in his mind.
He has not yet started Confucianism and Taoism. Meeting Wang Jingzhe is an opportunity. If he misses it, he will not know how long it will take to get started with Confucianism and Taoism.
Although "Historical Records" is not a book of this world, but by pushing everything to a dynasty called Daqin that cannot be proven to exist, Fang Yi does not have to worry too much about subsequent risks.
The opportunity is now, and it would be more terrible if we don't get the opportunity.
Wang Jingzhe seemed to have fallen into trance. When he was reading "Historical Records", he was extremely serious. Sometimes he bowed his head and smiled, sometimes he looked nervous, sometimes he cried like crazy, and sometimes he was as calm as water.
He looked at it very carefully and seriously, to the point of forgetting himself.
But Fang Yi was observing very carefully. Unknowingly, Wang Jingzhe's aura of awe became stronger, his eyes became deeper, and the power emanating from his body became more terrifying.
"This..." Fang Yi was a little surprised. He suspected that Wang Jingzhe had gained a lot from this "Historical Records". But as for what exactly was gained, Fang Yi was not sure.
After a long, long time, about three or four hours, Wang Jingzhe finally reluctantly returned "Historical Records" to Fang Yi.
"Historical masterpiece!!!" Wang Jingzhe sat upright for a long time before speaking.
At this time, tears were rolling in his eyes and he couldn't help himself for a long time.
After another moment, Wang Jingzhe stood up, straightened his clothes, and saluted the "Historical Records" held in Fang Yi's hand.
"I have become a bachelor and have read countless books, but except for the classic "Four Sages", I have never felt so emotional. The author of this book should be a saint of the Qin Dynasty." Wang Jingzhe said: " I have never felt this kind of pleasure before. When I entered the Hanlin Academy, I reviewed the classic "Four Sages" and it was an enlightenment and enlightenment. But since then, I have never felt this way again, until today."
After saying that, Wang Jingzhe bowed to Fang Yi and said, "Wang Jingzhe thanks little friend Fang Yi for giving me the book."
This time, Wang Jingzhe didn't use me again, and called Fang Yi his little friend.
This is a huge thank you to Fang Yi for being willing to give this book as a gift for him to read.
[You gain additional gratitude from Wang Jingzhe and gain the "power of a great scholar" (a quarter of an hour). Using the power of a great scholar, you will have the strength of a great scholar for a quarter of an hour. 】
"Mr. Wang, you don't have to be so polite." Fang Yi returned the greeting and asked, "Mr. Jingzhe, is there anything you can gain?"
"The harvest was huge, but it was just for a moment that I couldn't digest it." The flush on Wang Jingzhe's face had not dissipated, and he added: "Originally, I thought there was no hope of becoming a Confucian scholar in this life. But now that I have read this book, I will be a Confucian scholar just around the corner."
"Great Confucian!" Fang Yi was shocked again, but after thinking about it, he suddenly understood.
Mr. Lu Xun of later generations once commented on "Historical Records" as "the swan song of historians, a rhymeless lisao."
"Historical Records" is not only history, but also a highly literary work. "Li Sao" has no rhyme. What a high praise!
The scholars here have read books for so many years, so of course they are knowledgeable.
For Wang Jingzhe to be able to read "Historical Records", it was also a great opportunity for him.
"Congratulations, Mr. Wang." Fang Yi quickly congratulated.
"Having this opportunity, it all depends on my little friend." Wang Jingzhe looked at Fang Yi at this time, but then asked: "My little friend, why should you be so polite? Sit down."
Fang Yi shook his head and said: "Sir, I once heard the story of Yang Shi, a great scholar from the previous dynasty. He said that he was studying with Zhou Sheng. When Zhou Sheng was taking a nap, there was heavy snowfall. In order not to disturb Zhou Sheng's rest, Yang Shi stayed at the door. After standing outside for three or four hours, when Zhou Sheng woke up, the snow on Yang Daru's body had thickly covered him, thus creating the legend of Zhou Menlixue."
"Fang Yi is not talented, so I dare not compare myself to Yang Daru, but I am as eager to learn as Yang Daru. I hope Mr. Jingzhe can learn from it!"
Wang Jingzhe couldn't help but be moved by what he said. The incident of Li Xue in Zhou Men was a classic story among the Confucian monks.
When Fang Yi said this, he could be compared to Zhou Sheng. Wang Jingzhe naturally did not dare to compare himself to Zhou Sheng, but such an analogy also made Wang Jingzhe very happy.
"You are so diligent, eager to learn, and have the demeanor of a gentleman. After you join our Confucian school, you will have to work even harder. In time, you will become something great!" Wang Jingzhe nodded in admiration.
"In this case, I will help you." Wang Jingzhe said sternly: "All Confucian schools have inheritance. I studied under the great Confucian scholar Zhao Zhe, and I belong to Zhou Sheng's sect. Today I have the courage to teach you in the name of senior brother. You will be my substitute. Junior brother, if I see Zhao Ru in the future, I will explain everything to my respected master. If you see Zhao Ru, you will be a disciple."
"Student, thank you so much, senior brother!" Fang Yi immediately changed his mind and bowed to the east from afar.
"Junior brother, can you read through the "Four Saints" classic?" Wang Jingzhe asked.
"I've read it, but I don't understand it." Fang Yi shook his head. He knew all the words, but he still couldn't figure out how to understand the meaning of the Four Sages, how to draw talents from the Four Sages' works, and become a Confucian and Taoist monk.
"What don't you understand?" Wang Jingzhe asked again, "Look into my eyes and answer!"
Fang Yi raised his head.
When their eyes met, Fang Yi felt as if his brain had been hit hard by something.
His mind was shaken, and he saw that Wang Jingzhe's eyes were filled with words.
However, in Wang Jingzhe's eyes, every word in those words was composed of smaller densely packed words.
"The sage said: If you want to cultivate your talents, you must first open a literary palace."
"The sage said: The palace of literature is opened, the mind of literature is perfected, and the talent arises on its own!"
Every word in the original "Four Saints" classic became a practice method and was recorded in detail. Fang Yi felt that his soul was trembling.
At a certain moment, Fang Yi suddenly felt that he was blessed to the core, and a feeling of enlightenment emerged spontaneously.
A force rushed from the Tianling Gai to the whole body, reached the heart, and stopped. Fang Yi felt that his heart began to beat violently.
My mind began to shake uncontrollably.
After a while, the beating of his heart gradually slowed down, and a door slowly opened in his mind.
A palace-like appearance is gradually taking shape.
Wen Gong!
Open the literary palace, absorb talents, and awaken the literary heart!
Enter the Tao! !
Fang Yi had mixed feelings in his heart at this moment. Only at this moment did he feel the power of talent.
This is talent!
Talent is different from force. Force is a solid force. Fang Yi can clearly feel that talent is different. It is an indescribable force.
It's as plain as water, but it can't be ignored.
Only then did Fang Yi understand why it was said that scholars below the fifth rank were useless. This kind of power was incomparable to force.
"It seems that my little friend has become a Taoist." Wang Jingzhe looked at Fang Yi's changes and said with a smile: "Then I won't disturb you. You can slowly feel it. Since you have become a Taoist, you must study hard."
After saying that, Wang Jingzhe's figure disappeared invisible.
Fang Yi was still immersed in the dream, feeling the power gained from entering Confucianism for the first time.
It wasn't until that power was completely integrated into his body that Fang Yi opened his eyes.
Opening his eyes again, Fang Yi had left the dream and returned to reality.
Dreams and reality are synchronized. This time, the sky was just about to get dark. He and Wang Jingzhe talked all night.
However, in the dream, Fang Yi was resting. He did not feel any discomfort at this time, and on the contrary, he was relatively energetic.
Fang Yi also opened the panel at this time.
Name: Fang Yi.
Age: seventeen.
Luck: 9/18 (luck is weak).
Fate: White destiny.
Effect: eloquent tongue, a humble gentleman (invalid), the power of a great scholar (a quarter of an hour).
Special effect: Light of Saint (invalid), help from experts.
Props: Yuelao Red Thread.
Martial Arts: Strength-raising Technique (Perfect, not upgradeable)
Martial Arts Realm: First Level Strength Refining Realm (Xiao Cheng, the power of nine oxen)
Confucianism and Taoism: "Four Sage Classics" (+) (Proficiency 1%)
The Realm of Confucianism and Taoism: A Realm of Character and Materiality (Introduction)
Others: to be developed
Reading progress: "Historical Records" (first pass)
[White destiny: You were born in poverty, have a weak destiny, are plagued by bad luck, and are prone to disasters. 】
[Omen of great misfortune: Your destiny is white, your virtue is not matched, and your life is in danger in the near future. 】
[Daji: You have gained Wang Jingzhe's appreciation and gratitude, you have received the "gift from the great bachelor", and there will be no risk to you in the near future. 】
The panel changed again. Fang Yi had started Confucianism and Taoism. After Confucianism and Taoism, the + sign appeared again in the "Four Saints Classic". Now it was finally confirmed that Confucianism and Taoism could also be practiced.
"Comfortable!" Fang Yi felt very comfortable, finally gaining another skill.
Moreover, when he first entered Confucianism, he reached the top level. It seems that Confucianism is indeed faster than martial arts, but he is just a scumbag.
At the end of the panel, there was a sign of good luck. He had received Wang Jingzhe's gratitude and would not be in danger in the near future. This made Fang Yi feel more relieved.
At the same time, Chuntao and the others got up early to wash and change Fang Yi.
Fang Yi looked at Chuntao with a smile and asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"
Chuntao and the three others' expressions remained unchanged and they all nodded.
Fang Yi felt relieved, thought for a while, and asked again: "You have followed Qing Yi to Wang's house many times, but have you ever heard of a great uncle named Wang Jingzhe?"
This time, the three of them looked at Fang Yi in unison, with extremely surprised expressions on their faces.
"How do you know about Grand Bachelor Jingzhe?" Chuntao asked first.
"Everyone should know this. I have long heard of the name Jingzhe, Grand Scholar, when I came from the North." Fang Yi's mind raced and he replied.
"Grandmaester Jingzhe is a madman, don't you know this?" Chuntao spoke again.
This answer was like a bolt from the blue, making Fang Yi confused: "What did you say?"
"Crazy...madman?" Fang Yi suddenly felt that something was wrong.
