Collection of Huaxia: the beginning of the inventory of the top ten ancient figures

Confucius looked at the people in front of him who were discussing fiercely because of a regulation.

Although they talked a lot, it was difficult for him to understand because of the difference of the times.

However, seeing the implementation process of such a political law, he smiled in relief.

"If the government of one person is comparable to Yao and Shun, if the government is virtuous and the rituals and music are divided, then the people will return and the world will be peaceful."

"The government of the people is Yao and Shun. What the people want is government orders. This is the ultimate virtue."

Confucius looked at Ji Dong with a sigh in his eyes.

"This is Ren Ye!"

The audience in front of the screen all looked proud.

"Hahahaha, dare I say that Huaxia's system is world-class!"

"It is! I am proud! I am confident! Huaxia's system is the most suitable for Huaxia! Isn't it world-class!"

"That's right, let's take a look at the politics of Gaul. Heck, it changes every year and every ten years. Let's take a look at what the United States is proud of. Daily internal strife, freedom of shooting, this comparison, Hahahahaha, I'm going to swell!!!"

"Hahahahaha, let's not talk about the previous ones, Milk Gaul, never out of date, looking around, my system self-confidence is about to become system conceit!!!"

"Hahahahahahaha, master, don't boast, I'm blushing, hehe, I really feel honored."

"Master Kua, keep your voice down, I'm ashamed."

in the screen.

Confucius looked at Ji Dong, and then there were some doubts in his eyes.

"This kind of politics must rely on people's knowledge."

"Lin Jun!"

Confucius' eyes lit up and he looked at Ji Dong.

Ji Dong stood up and walked out holding Confucius' hand.

The sounds of quarrels and discussions gradually faded away.

"Master said, teaching without discrimination is benevolence."

As Ji Dong's words fell, everything in front of him gradually became blurred.

The moment Lin Yi and Confucius stepped out of the Huaxia Great Hall, the scene in front of them was immediately frozen in a bright and spacious classroom.

The students are sitting in the classroom, their posture is correct.

After a while, the teacher came in from the outside and put the vacuum flask on the table.

The students stood up and greeted the teacher with childish voices.

"good morning teacher!"

"Hello classmates, please take a seat!"

"Today, let's study "The Analects of Confucius."

Confucius and Ji Dong stood behind the classroom. Confucius looked at the scene in front of him. He looked around in amazement, looking inside and outside.

"Lin Jun!"

"This is the school for later generations?"

Confucius asked in a surprised tone.

Lin Yi nodded and said with a smile, "Master, this is the school for later generations."

Confucius looked at the children in front of him happily. These children were very young, and their eyes were full of immature and innocent light.

They looked at the teacher standing on the podium, full of respect and desire for knowledge.

Confucius looked at these children with a happy tone.

"Lin Jun."

"These children are all here to go to school?"

Confucius seemed to ask nonsense, but every audience in front of the screen could understand what Confucius was thinking.

During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, only those with money and power could have access to books and be educated.

Confucius was the first person who extended education to every class and paid attention to teaching without discrimination.

Therefore, he is the teacher of all ages!

Some tears welled up in Confucius' eyes as he counted the children sitting in the school.

"one two Three"

"51"

"52"

"53!"

"54!"

Confucius turned his head and looked at Ji Dong with a trembling tone.

"Lin Jun, these children are all here to go to school?"

Lin Yi nodded.

"Not only will there be these children in future generations, but every child will be able to receive education."

Lin Yi said, leading Confucius to the corridor. From the corridor, you can see that every class is full of children studying.

Confucius was shocked. He opened his arms and walked quickly in the corridor. He looked at the children in each class, and then turned his head to look at the children in the distant class.

Then he looked up at the white clouds in the distance, with tears in his eyes.

"Everyone can go to school."

Confucius walked back to Ji Dong slowly.

"Lin Jun."

"In the country of Lu, there are countless children, from young to old, who never know what classics are."

"Qiu, accept Yanyuan, accept Zigong, accept Zilu, accept Zengdian."

"No one is allowed to become a disciple under Qiu's sect."

"It's just because, Qiu hopes, everyone can understand music and courtesy."

Confucius looked at Ji Dong, his eyes were full of light.

He was satisfied with what he saw, even delighted with what he saw!
"Qiu's sect has countless disciples, but there are still many who Qiu can't take care of."

Confucius walked into the classroom slowly, looking at the classroom full of students, his eyes were moved.

"However, later generations did it."

"I did it, what Qiu Zhi couldn't do!"

Confucius looked at Ji Dong, and Ji Dong looked at Confucius.

"Teach without discrimination."

"Master taught us!"

Confucius turned his head and looked into the classroom. The students in the classroom were holding books and sitting very upright.

The teacher stood on the podium, opened the book, and said, "Turn to page fifty."

"Today we will learn the last three sentences of the "Analects of Confucius Learning"."

"Come, read it with the teacher."

"I reflect on myself three times a day, am I being unfaithful for others?"

The students read in unison: "I reflect on myself three times a day, am I not loyal to others?"

Confucius listened to these sentences and turned to look at Ji Dong.

"Are they reading this?"

Lin Yi smiled and said, "This is a quotation from Mr. Zainian, "The Analects of Confucius""

Confucius was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Yes, what you told me was "The Analects of Confucius."

Confucius stood behind, and the teacher standing on the podium had already led the students to read what they learned today.

"Students, let's review again, did you learn well yesterday?"

The students responded, and one student was called and stood up.

"We also learned three sentences yesterday, can you recite them for us?"

The students looked a little nervous.

Confucius walked slowly to the student and looked at him expectantly.

The student blushed, and Confucius stood beside him, looking down at the little head.

"Hahahahaha, shit, I can feel the kid's nervousness."

"When I think about memorizing memorization, my master may be standing by my side, and I start to get nervous."

"Master: Don't be nervous, memorize quickly!"

"Hahahahahaha, this scene is too funny, Master is really the ancestor of all ages, is this action inherited from the ancestors?!"

"Hahahahaha, the previous one, the ancestral inheritance is okay."

The barrage was full of enthusiasm. Seeing this scene, everyone seemed to feel the same way as this student.

in the screen.

The student scratched his head, and then said: "Learn and learn from time to time, it's not easy to say."

"Have friends come from afar."

"People don't know"

"People don't know"

The student habitually shook his head, not knowing what to say. Confucius smiled kindly. He looked at the little doll in front of him and said softly, "Aren't you a gentleman if you don't know what you don't know?"

The student continued to grimace, Confucius stroked his beard, and repeated it again.

When he repeated, the student with a bitter face suddenly smiled.

The voice of his answer overlapped with that of Confucius.

"People don't know but don't get angry."

"People don't know but don't get angry."

"Isn't he a gentleman!"

There are two voices, ancient and modern, one vicissitudes and powerful, the other immature and simple.

The two voices read the same sentence.

The time spanning the ages suddenly collided in this sentence.

The two voices overlapped and echoed in the classroom.

For a long time.

At this moment, the student suddenly looked up at Confucius standing beside him, and Confucius looked down at the student.

The eyes of the students are pure and bright.

Confucius' eyes were kind and gentle.

The two gazes traveled through thousands of years and collided at this moment!

The eyes of the students were even brighter, and Confucius smiled deeper.

At a glance, it seems to cut through time and space.

The flame of inheritance exploded in an instant.

"Damn it! This thousand-year confrontation!"

"Fuck! The overlapping of the voices of the past and the present, and the gaze of the two figures of the past and present!"

"My scalp is going numb! Is this the power of inheritance?"

"This is the collision of ancient and modern times! This feeling, I am so excited!!!"

"My Chinese blood is about to ignite! I want to memorize "The Analects" completely!!!"