"What are words?"
"What is culture?"
"What is civilization?"
Uncle Xi wrote down three questions and asked who could answer them.
These three questions, from small to large, the children stared at these three sentences, and some raised their hands to indicate that they could only answer one.
"Okay, it's good to have an answer, just say it."
The child who raised his hand spoke:
"Turning words into something visible is writing."
There were low laughs all around, and someone seemed to be whispering, wasn't this something obvious? That's nonsense.
But Uncle Xi affirmed:
"What's so funny about this?"
"This is how the earliest writing was born. This classmate is right. In the past, our ancestors' speeches often failed to convey their meaning. At the same time, there were many things that had to be transmitted orally in person to convey the message. So in order to To communicate better, ancient astronomical characters were first invented in the era of the ancestor Hexiong."
"These words evolved from symbols, and symbols were born after knotting ropes to record events."
"In the ancient times, there were no written words. They had covenants and oaths, and the ropes were tied for big things and small things. The knots were tied as many as they could, and they were followed by the crowd, and each held them to test each other, which was enough to govern each other."
Immediately afterwards, another child raised his hand:
“So, it’s because we have bad memories that we invented writing!”
There were low laughs all around again, but this time no one murmured, because it seemed...probably...that was indeed the case.
After the two children started chatting, people one after another raised their hands to speak.
Here, Qi heard many names, some he knew and some he didn't, which surprised him. He thought he was the only Central Plains person here, but he didn't expect there were so many Central Plains people enrolling at the same time as him.
Of course, they seem to have been living in Hongzhou for a while, and it doesn't look like they just came here.
Uncle Xi affirmed their speeches, but also said that these speeches were superficial. Of course, the ancients invented writing for these reasons, but what role does writing play for us? Woolen cloth?
At this time, a girl raised her hand and spoke in a crisp voice:
"I heard that when Fuxi performed hexagrams, he opened the sky with one stroke; when Cangjie created characters, gods cried and ghosts howled."
"The ancients were ignorant, and today's people are wise. But the wisdom of today's people comes from the ancients who were ignorant. The ancients created words and walked out of ignorance. That's why we are what we are now."
Uncle Xi's eyes lit up: "What's your name?"
This child's answers were very constructive, and he seemed to be a good candidate for reading comprehension.
The child's breasts were puffed out, and her attire was also very ceremonial. She looked like she was from a noble family.
"Si Nu! My father is Si You, my uncle is Yi Jun, my grandfather is Yan Long, and my great-grandfather is Di Kuang! And I already know five hundred characters."
The girl seemed to have a little pride in her tone when she answered this, while some of the other children seemed to have light bulbs popping up in their heads and understood something.
When Qi heard these words, he tilted his head and looked among the other children, but did not find Mr. Si You's son "Si Shi". It seemed that he was not in this class.
Mr. Si You has two children, a boy named Si Shi and a girl named Si Nu.
The noble descendants of Emperor Kuang are born to be gods.
"What can the descendants of Emperor Kuang be proud of?"
A boy warned Si Nu, saying that in school, it is meaningless to say who his father is, and comparison is a bad trend. Si Nu snorted, looked at the boy's clothes, raised her eyelids, and mocked him.
"It's none of your business! Your ancestors must be unhappy because they are not so prominent!"
"My ancestors are indeed not as prominent as Emperor Xuan. I have some origins that can be traced back to my distant ancestors."
He was dressed simply and seemed unhappy with the way an aristocratic woman like Si Nu was dressed.
He raised his hand to express his opinion. Uncle Xi nodded, and the child said:
"I heard that the birth of words has two meanings!"
"The first meaning is to spread knowledge and wisdom far and wide in space."
"The second meaning is to spread knowledge and wisdom through time."
"Language is the proof of human race, and writing is the proof of civilization!"
Although the child's voice was immature, it was a bit deafening. The friends in the hall were speechless, and Qi was also very nervous.
Why is it that everyone in the school is a big boss and a very good talker, but I am the only newbie?
The five-and-a-half-year-old face was tense, and there was even a little sweat on the forehead.
Uncle Xi frowned: "You didn't say this. Who did you listen to?"
"I heard what brother Yuxu said."
"Yu Xu! No wonder! That child is now attending classes at Jixia Academy. What's your name?"
Uncle Xi's brows suddenly relaxed.
It turns out it was Ruxu who brought it out, so there's nothing wrong with it.
"Shangjun."
The plainly dressed child said this in a low-spirited tone, but Si Nu's eyes widened in surprise and she said in surprise: "You said you don't have a noble birth, but you are the son of the emperor!"
"Isn't the son of the emperor a human being? The position of the emperor is not hereditary."
Si Nu suddenly looked embarrassed.
The other party does not have a prominent ancestor, but he does have a prominent distant ancestor, and he is still alive, and that is the Yellow Emperor!
Although Emperor Kuang was praised as the God King, he did not have the same achievements as the Yellow Emperor.
...
In the current era, because Chonghua married late and had children and Wenming married early, Shang Jiun's age was delayed.
...
Shang Jun was also accompanied by his younger brother. At this moment, he rolled his eyes at Si Nu: "If you have a little prominent life experience, you will show it off everywhere. Emperor Kuang has many descendants. Yan Long is only one of the ten sons. What is there to brag about?" ?"
Si Nu asked again: "Who are you?"
The child chuckled and was about to speak, but was severely interrupted by Uncle Xi, but Si Nu still learned his name from his mouth - Wuxian.
The son of Emperor Shun and the younger brother of Shang Jun were Wu Xue.
"Qi, is there anything you want to say?"
Uncle Xi started to call the roll at this time. From just now until now, only Qi has not spoken, sitting blankly and nervously in his seat. Since Qi is the youngest, Uncle Xi originally thought of waiting for the atmosphere to be more lively before asking Qi to get up and answer. , Unexpectedly, Qi remained silent, but seeing Qi's expression, Uncle Xi felt that this kid might have some ideas.
Qi did have some ideas, but compared with Shang Jun's previous reply, he didn't dare to speak.
I felt it was a bit too simple, so I could only watch the big guys talking silently.
At this time, Uncle Xi called the roll call, and Qi had to speak. This was the first lesson. He remembered Uncle Zai’s teeth that wanted to eat people, and he told him to behave well...
Kai suddenly shuddered.
