"A Sheng, the old men only know how to look up at the sky and dig into the ground with a hoe. Let's forget about learning and let them young people learn. There are still things outside the cave waiting for the old man to solve. Let the old man go first. step."
As a fellow countryman, Dingshan was finally the first to back down.
"Ah, yes, yes, Shengwa, the old man has something to do. Let's go first." Uncle Bao, the oldest, relies on his old age to show off his old age. Shengwa has already gotten over it, and he echoes.
What's wrong? He's obviously tired of studying!
Zhang Sheng really had a headache when he saw the two old men taking the lead, Uncle Fu and Yu Zhong getting ready to make a move.
After glancing at Yu Zhong, Zhang Sheng spoke to Uncle Shan and others.
"Uncle Shan, Uncle Bao, everyone must learn these things in the future. You will all be in charge of tens of thousands of people in the future. As managers and leaders in the valley, if you don't learn, how can you manage them? If you don't learn , how can we convince the crowd?" Zhang Sheng retained a few old men and began to persuade.
Several old men stopped talking about leaving.
"Uncle Shan, Uncle Bao, think about it, even if you say that you won't lead troops or care about people in the future, when you are living your life in peace, you don't want to spend so much effort on your own. , let those people get trampled randomly, right? If you don’t learn, you won’t know whether what they did is right or wrong. If you don’t learn, you won’t know if those boys are doing anything wrong.” Zhang Sheng struck while the iron was hot.
"Shengwa, it's not that we don't want to learn. It's really that we really can't learn. The old man is buried up to his neck. Alas, you young people are still smart. You should learn." Uncle Bao still refused. .
You still have to learn, no matter you are young or old, you have to learn. Even if you can’t get into it, you still have to learn, and learn slowly.
Zhang Sheng thought for a moment, clapped his hands, causing Hong Jian and others to stop the discussion, and focused everyone's attention on himself before speaking.
"Uncle Bao, I once read a story in a book. In ancient times, there was an old man and a sage who sat together about learning. The old man said, I am nearly seventy years old this year and want to learn. I'm afraid it's too late. Guess how the sage will answer?" Zhang Sheng used the excuse of telling a story to tell the story of Shuai Kuang's advice to Duke Ping of Jin.
Everyone shook their heads, only Hong Jian was thoughtful.
"Da Hong, tell me how the sage answered." Zhang Sheng named Hong Jian.
"The sage said that when a boy is studying, he should be as bright as the rising sun; when he is middle-aged, when he is studying, he should be as bright as the sun at noon; and when he is old, he should be studying like a torch, lighting up the night road. Walking is better than walking in the dark." After a few days, Hong Jian, who had become familiar with Zhang Sheng's behavior style, skipped the politeness and answered concisely and to the point.
Everyone listened thoughtfully.
"Yes, you are right and well said!" Zhang Sheng smiled at Hong Jian as a reward and took over the conversation.
"Uncle Shan, Uncle Bao, A-Zhong, study is for yourself. We people have been deceived by the Shihao family for many years. Even like Uncle Bao said, it may be for most of our lives. However, as long as we realize the importance of learning now, Sex, start learning. Although you may learn slowly or learn little, it is better than being blind, right?" Zhang Sheng finished his words and looked at everyone.
"Learn, I don't believe it anymore. Even the thieves' spears didn't hit the old man to death. How can I learn arithmetic and read a few words to kill the old man?"
It is estimated that the words "blind with open eyes" accidentally irritated Dingshan. At that time, he borrowed grain from a large household in the county, and they wrote a loan from the King of Hell, and the grain would be repaid at harvest time. Uncle Shan's entire harvest for the year went to the large households, and it was not enough. Just like that, the government came to collect taxes again, and he was forced to work hard. Hearing that his daughter had been raped to pay off the debt, when he heard Zhang Sheng say "open your eyes and blind", you stood up suddenly, your eyes turned red, and you said harsh words.
"Haha, Uncle Shan and Uncle Bao, you guys are in high spirits. Let's learn. In fact, learning is not difficult. It is a kind of enjoyment and happiness to grasp the rules. Think about it, everyone. If learning is really a painful thing, why do those rich and powerful families try so hard to keep this matter in their hands? Why do they try so hard to stop us from learning? "
Seeing this situation, Zhang Sheng quickly changed the subject.
"Learn, the old man must learn too, Shengwa, don't worry, the old man has been cowardly with those thieves all his life. Anyway, the old man has become what others call a rebel. He still insists on doing things that they don't allow. Try..."
Zhang Sheng's words somehow provoked Uncle Bao, an old man over sixty years old. He gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, and became motivated to study.
Is this another case of a blind cat meeting a dead mouse, poking Zhao Bao's sore spots and exposing his scars?
The towering Taihang Mountains have a history of millions of blood and tears!
Who among the ordinary people hiding in the Taihang Mountains today does not have their own history of sadness and heart-breaking tears? As long as there is still a glimmer of hope for survival, who would be willing to abandon their family and career, leave their hometown and hide in this mountain ravine to survive?
Zhang Sheng secretly observed everyone with a guilty conscience.
Two words accidentally killed the two old men. With Uncle Shan and Uncle Bao taking the lead, the killers like Yu Zhong and Zhou Chuang, who just had an indifferent attitude just now, have restrained themselves a lot...
Pingshan Valley is a classroom for children during the day. Rows and rows of children, regardless of whether they are boys or girls, can move a stone and sit under their buttocks, put a sand table on their knees, and follow Hong Mr. Jian, read word by word and write stroke by stroke. Of course, if there are young and old sitting by the side to listen and take a wooden stick to scratch the ground a few times, no one will chase you away.
At night, the fire at the entrance of the meeting cave was bright, and people were crowded from inside to outside the cave.
The half-grown leader Zhang Shuai will talk about "Wu Sun Tzu's Art of War" at this time. Moreover, when he is fully enjoying the talk, the leader will also tell a short story based on the "Wu Sun Tzu's Art of War" and "Strategy Chapter" called "Wu Sun Tzu's Art of War". "Thirty-Six Strategies", such as "Besiege Wei and Rescue Zhao", and "Li Daitao Zhan" and so on. Each strategy will be composed of several short stories. Each short story is always fascinating and people will never tire of listening to it.
The old men listened with gusto, and the children were nervous. As for the thieves, they were impressed by the generals in the story. They hoped that they could learn their skills well and one day take their brothers to avenge the death of Weng Niang, or perhaps They resented the children who were snatched away as slaves and oppressed to death by the wealthy family. There are also some people who dream that one day they can be like Han Xin, the military immortal in Sun Shuai's mouth, with millions of soldiers galloping across the battlefield, or like the champion princes who are so powerful that they can conquer foreign races. be terrified……
