Chapter 8: Seizing the Body, It Must Be Seizing the Body
Longchang Academy is built on a hill with uneven terrain and various buildings scattered around. At first glance, the carved beams and painted buildings are hidden among the lush bamboo forests, which is very poetic.
The roads in the academy are also winding, giving it the charm of a secluded path.
As the hour of Chen approached, students began to appear one after another on the roads leading to the various classrooms.
Zhu Qingyan was walking with his roommates Zhao Wenyuan and Xue Mei when they suddenly heard the sound of orderly footsteps not far away.
"One, two, one!"
"One, two, one!"
"There's an uphill slope ahead, everyone get ready!"
The students nearby were all attracted by the noise and looked over curiously.
I saw ten boys and girls in school uniforms standing in two rows, with their fists clenched, jogging along the road in unison.
Gu Chaoyang was the sports commissioner of the class at that time. He had a loud voice and shouted slogans while leading the way.
Zhu Lan followed closely behind, his cheeks flushed, his forehead covered with sweat, but his eyes were filled with determination.
The others looked similar to her and had obviously been running for a while.
At the end of the team was Qin Yuwei, who had just recovered from a serious illness and was also gritting her teeth to persevere.
A group of people passed by the crowd without looking around, and ran away as if no one was around.
Everyone was confused: What is going on?
Zhao Wenyuan, who thought they were still sleeping in the library, twitched his lips:
"These idiots...what are they running around in the academy so early in the morning?"
Zhu Qingyan was puzzled, but smiled innocently:
"Perhaps they just want to do something to attract the attention of the headmaster or the dean, so that they will go easy on them in the next class exam?
After all, being kicked out of the academy would have serious consequences."
Xue Mei couldn't bear to look at it and shook her head: "As a woman, you should be dignified and elegant. Running around with a man with a red face and thick neck is simply immoral!"
Xiang Wenyuan was also passing by here. When he saw Zhu Qingyan, he immediately smiled and ran over happily.
"Senior Sister Qingyan, good morning. Did they bump into you just now?"
"I'm fine, thank you for your concern, Junior Brother Wenyuan."
Zhu Qingyan smiled at him and called him "Junior Brother Wenyuan", which made Xiang Wenyuan very happy.
Xiang Wenyuan turned to look at the people from the Dingzi Class who had run away and said sarcastically:
"Is it possible that these useless people knew that they had no hope of studying and planned to take the exam for the military examination?"
"Martial Arts Scholar, hahahaha!"
Everyone around who heard this laughed, and Zhu Qingyan was also amused.
Xiang Wenyuan became even more excited:
"Especially that Zhu Lan, his body must be full of muscles, and he can kill an old sow with one punch!"
"Nonsense, Junior Sister Zhu Lan is obviously very knowledgeable!" Ding Xiaoqiu mustered up the courage to speak, appearing very unsociable.
Xiang Wenyuan wanted to show off in front of Zhu Qingyan, so he shouted:
"Hey, Ding Shiyi, you think she's awesome, why don't you run with her if you can?
Run a few more steps and see if you can run out of a 'Ding Twelve', hahahaha!"
Ding Xiaoqiu's face flushed, and he stiffened his neck and held it in for a long while:
"Run if you want!"
After saying this, he chased after Zhu Lan and the others amidst the mocking gazes of the crowd.
"Birds of a feather flock together!" Xiang Wenyuan said disdainfully behind him.
The teachers of Longchang Academy handled their homework and lived in Wenhan Hall.
After Xie Ding finished practicing a set of Qigong boxing, he estimated the time, pushed open the door wearing a mask of pain, and rubbed his brows.
Going to jail again, oh no, it’s time to go to class.
He walked into the T-class classroom with a gloomy face, and suddenly felt that the atmosphere today was... well, it was hard to describe.
Weird.
The kids in the classroom all had sweat on their faces, steam coming out of their bodies, and some were even breathing rapidly.
And what's with those pairs of fiery gazes?
A thirst for knowledge?
Impossible, I must have taken the wrong path.
Mr. Xie touched his bald head and glanced at the class number.
I have lost all confidence.
"Stand up!" Zhu Lan said suddenly.
The whole class stood up and said in unison:
"Hello, Master!"
After saying this, he bowed at the same time, and his voice echoed throughout the classroom.
Mr. Xie was so scared that he almost fell to the ground!
He stood up tremblingly, holding on to the table, with a look of horror on his face.
What's going on? What's going on?
Are you crazy?
Being possessed by another spirit?
Amitabha, we must report this to the abbot immediately and ask the master to perform the ritual!
Master Xie wanted to run, but his legs were weak.
He looked at the students who stood up, moved his lips for a long time, and his voice trembled:
"Please... please take a seat?"
Everyone sat back in their seats with a clatter, just like they were trained.
Master Xie breathed a sigh of relief. It was okay. He would calm the man down first.
Calm and resourceful, and remain calm in times of crisis.
It’s me as expected!
Mr. Xie finished the most exciting class in his life with trepidation, and wanted to run away as soon as the time was up.
As a result, he was frightened by a burst of extremely enthusiastic applause and staggered!
I get beaten for asking questions in class, but it should be okay after class, right?
Qin Yuwei was the first to raise her hand and asked the teacher what the content of today's reading meant. Others also raised their own questions.
How could Master Xie dare to refuse? He immediately answered the questions in a kind and gentle voice.
"Master, may I ask what is the meaning of the article 'Learning'?" Zhu Lan asked.
After hearing her words, Master Xie calmed down.
Fortunately, fortunately, it shouldn’t be a case of possession.
Only those stubborn kids in Class T could ask such superficial questions!
He felt a lot more relaxed, stroked his beard, and explained without thinking:
"Learning" says that learning should focus on practice. Isn't that a happy thing?
Isn’t it a happy thing to have like-minded friends coming from afar?
I don’t get angry when others don’t understand me, isn’t that what a gentleman does?”
After saying that, he shook his head, as if lamenting Zhu Lan's ignorance. He didn't even understand this!
Unexpectedly, Zhu Lan changed the subject and asked:
“As a great sage and teacher, Confucius’ thoughts and words must have their own internal logic.
However, in the article "Learning", the first sentence talks about learning methods, the second sentence talks about distant friends, and the third sentence talks about how a gentleman treats others.
These three things are totally unrelated, why are they put together? "
Master Xie was stunned. It was the first time that a student dared to question the content of "The Analects of Confucius".
If you dare to question the books of saints, do you still want to read them?!
No, look at the looks of these guys, they are not questioning the saint, they are clearly questioning him!
Master Xie thought about it and realized that he was not wrong. This was what the master taught him when he was studying.
But if you think about what the other person said carefully, it seems to make a little sense...
At this time, other students raised questions. Master Xie wiped the sweat from his head and hurried to answer other questions.
Fortunately, the female student surnamed Zhu did not continue to ask questions.
In the end, Mr. Xie walked out of the T-shaped class holding on to the wall, and he was almost exhausted.
A student from another class passed by and saw his condition and kindly came forward to help him.
"Master Xie, are you okay?"
"These idiots from the T-class have made the teacher so angry!"
"This kid is simply incorrigible! Master Xie, please don't bother with these hopeless fools!"
Master Xie said in a trembling voice:
"Quickly, quickly go tell the abbot to invite the master to come and perform the ritual!"
That night, Master Xie opened his eyes from his bed at around three in the morning.
"So what do those three sentences of Confucius mean?"
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