"What are you talking about?" Chunyu Yue pretended not to know.
The clever scholar was displeased. He tugged on Chun Yuyue's clothes and yelled, "What else can I say? When planting rice, you need to divide it. When you hoe, you need to work diligently. When you cut the rice, you will have your own fun."
"Are you teasing me on purpose? Are you teasing me with farm work? Who can't do it, transplanting rice seedlings, hoeing, and harvesting rice? You have to do it one by one, be diligent, and have fun. I've lived my whole life, can't you understand?"
Chunyu Yue smiled and said repeatedly: "You understand, you understand very well, so why are you here disturbing me? I'm busy?"
"You think I want to disturb you. If you hadn't deliberately instigated those two people to disturb me, would I have come?"
The two have reached the age of burial, but they still like to fight tit for tat.
"That's it, that's all. Since you came here without sincerity, just leave! Let's argue for half our lives, and you win." Chunyu Yue had no choice but to give in.
"That's all, how can you do it? You have to explain it to me. The study of things in Confucianism and Taoism is about enlightenment, but you figure it out separately and diligently. What's the point?"
"Have you stayed in Chang'an Township for a long time and been assimilated by Li Zhao'er?"
Finally, Mr. Ru expressed his dissatisfaction.
Chunyu Yue is a mountain of Confucianism and Taoism, and there is no room for anything that violates Confucianism and Taoism. "When you plant rice, you need to divide it, when you hoe, you need to work diligently, and when you cut the rice, you will have fun." It is obvious that he pays attention to hands-on comprehension. It completely went against the original intention of Confucianism and Taoism, which was a surrender to Mohism. As a person who has studied Confucianism and Taoism all his life, he naturally did not want to see Chunyu Yue become like this.
Chunyu Yue smiled bitterly and just shook his head.
In the past, he would never have had such an idea, but after working for some time, he thought that farming was the easiest thing to do. Now that he has started farming deeply, he realizes that the difficulty is not what he thought.
When planting seedlings, if they are far away, the field will be wasted; if they are too close, the yield will be reduced.
When weeding, we must do it carefully, which requires diligence.
After hard work and harvest, you will have the joy of harvest.
This kind of happiness is naturally not something that can be obtained by studying things to gain knowledge.
In fact, when Master Ling Dong reprimanded him like this, his thoughts deviated from the direction. Planting rice, hoeing, and cutting rice are all actions. This is contrary to Confucianism. If such an idea appears in a great Confucian, what a terrible thing it is. .
It's equivalent to the Tao in their hearts being castrated. They ask themselves, what kind of dilemma a person will endure when what they pursue persistently throughout his life is broken. As an old Confucian, he doesn't know what the result will be, but it will definitely be very bad.
"No, no!" Chunyu Yue didn't want to quibble anymore, so he buried his head and concentrated on his work again, shaking his head and saying: "Plow deeply, plow deeply."
The hoe is swung more vigorously and the sweat is shed more freely.
"You, you, are rotten." The old scholar rolled up his sleeves, stared at Chunyu Yue, and walked away angrily.
He did not go back to his seclusion, but directly found Dr. Geng, willing to contribute to Wu Deqiuqiu.
Dr. Geng and Dr. White received him excitedly and took him to the attic.
The attic is a pure place, no one dares to disturb it. At this moment, there is a man dressed in Confucian shirt sitting cross-legged on the ground, his eyes carefully looking at the picture in front of him. The picture in the picture is a spinning ball, lifelike and lifelike.
This person is studying for a doctorate. Sometimes he opens his eyes to take a closer look, sometimes he closes his eyes and thinks deeply. He is very focused, but his brows are furrowed.
Mr. Lingdong Ru walked in accompanied by two doctors. When he saw Dr. Huai, he nodded slightly.
Dr. White's eyes lit up when he saw Mr. Ru, and he immediately stood up and bowed.
"The Confucian scholar is finally willing to come out of the mountain. He is very frightened and very happy."
The clever Confucian old man was a reclusive man, and few people had seen his appearance, but his name was resounding in the Confucian world, and he was a figure similar to Dr. Chunyu.
After Geng and Huai came back, they informed him of the incident and described his appearance. Nian recognized him immediately.
With such a person joining Enlightenment, his confidence has improved a lot.
The old man was a little surprised, but he didn't say much, his eyes focused on the painting.
Just now, he listened to Dr. Geng's detailed description of the steam-rotating ball. When he saw the painting now, he was filled with emotion. He secretly thought that this thing was really bizarre and could be studied for decades. He had ink in his heart, so he was naturally not surprised.
Without any pretense, I found a bush, sat down on it, and began to contemplate.
The third doctor was even more delighted that the old man was so focused, so he also found Pu and sat quietly.
. . . . . .
Some time passed in a flash.
In the palace, Ying Zheng talked about the days in detail. He was a little excited when he saw that it was the day when Confucianism and Mohism competed. It should be noted that the steam ball was the thing that understood the steam engine. According to Li Zhao's mind, the steam engine could make the carriage break away from the horse, and it could also Use it on ships to build a world-class ship.
How desirable this is!
Because of this matter, I have been extremely anxious for the past month, and I can't wait for the day to come soon.
At this time, the waiter came to report that Feng Quji had arrived.
"pass!"
Ying Zheng raised his hand somewhat eagerly.
During this time, Feng Quji was also paying attention to the enlightenment of the two families. If he came now, there must be good news.
"I have met your Majesty."
After the ceremony, the monarch and his ministers sat down in their respective places. Ying Zheng couldn't wait to ask, "Do you know how well the two families have understood?"
Feng Quji stood up, cupped his hands and replied: "Your Majesty, I have found out that the wise scholar has come out of the mountain and is currently leading the three wise men to enlightenment."
"Smart old man?"
(End of chapter)
