The Devil's Coming [Quick Transmigration]

Xu Mingjin soon discovered that he was happy too early.

He thinks of teaching as teaching: he teaches a sentence and the other person learns a sentence. He explains it like a teacher, and the other person can only listen obediently. After that, he can also give the other person homework.

Real preaching and teaching: He teaches a sentence, Su Ying criticizes a sentence, he explains the words of saints, Su Ying opens his mouth with a hundred thousand reasons, and can always find different places to argue.

Xu Mingjin: "???"

Does this guy really want to learn?

No matter which era, the chain of cultural contempt is the most unbreakable, and respecting teachers and teachings has been a tradition since ancient times. Even temporary teachers who impart knowledge will be treated with sufficient courtesy. Xu Mingjin, who grew up immersed in poetry and books since childhood, naturally has a complete sense of superiority in front of someone who has never studied seriously. The other person was disgusted by his experience in raising pigs, but he wanted to convince people with his true knowledge.

If this is the original Li Sanlang, he must be extremely respectful and grateful to Xu Mingjin who is willing to enlighten him. He has never studied and has sincere respect and yearning for truly knowledgeable scholars.

But unfortunately, this body has changed its owner.

Su Ying neither understands the tradition of respecting teachers nor respects and respects scholars. To him, Xu Mingjin is just a tool to help him understand the world - isn't the most important thing to understand a world is to understand its history and civilization? And they are hidden in those poems and books that are full of the thoughts of ancient philosophers.

Although Su Ying could definitely read by himself, it would be boring to be alone. Of course, it would be more interesting to listen to Xu Mingjin's explanation. What's more, communicating feelings must of course be in the professional fields of both parties.

And Xu Mingjin is indeed a rare talent among the elite circles in Beijing. It is recognized in the academy that he is a top student who will definitely achieve fame after taking the college examination. He is very familiar with historical anecdotes, and he also knows the words of the saints within the scope of the imperial examination.

But no matter how excellent he is, his thoughts have never transcended the shackles of the times. Everything he understands comes from predecessors' understanding of ancient books. Some of them are even the reprocessing and re-creation of the original author's thoughts by predecessors, and are shackled in Feudal society had its own ethical and moral system.

In contrast, although Su Ying is not a philosopher or thinker, he has lived long enough and has seen far more scenery than most people imagine. His vision and knowledge are enough to crush everyone in the world.

Therefore, Xu Mingjin thought that Su Ying was deliberately making excuses and questioning, but the fact was that Su Ying used his own vision to see things that the dead ancients had not noticed, and discovered certain thoughts and opinions that the predecessors had fallen behind.

Human society is always moving forward. From his perspective that transcends the times, how can the sage's words regarded as a guideline by scholars of this era be a perfect iron rule? Even he, the so-called Lord of Qiyuntian, dare not say that everything he said is absolutely correct.

In this way, every time Xu Mingjin spoke a few words, Su Ying couldn't help but interrupt. However, the questions he asked were quite weighty, and they were not just arbitrary arguments. Xu Mingjin, who was considered a scholar after all, certainly couldn't refute simply and rudely. Think carefully about how to respond. After he finally brainstormed for a long time, the man started asking other questions, which were even more difficult than "One Hundred Thousand Whys".

For a time, the carriage was filled with voices like this: "Did the sage really mean this?" "Of course he meant this!" "I think that's what he meant." "Should this sentence really be understood this way?" I think what the author said is wrong, it should be like this..." "Ah, I think we should respect the author's ideas, he really doesn't mean that!" "I don't want you to think it, I want it to be my opinion!"

Presumably if those sages who wrote classics came back to life and refuted his words, Su Ying would slap the words "XX is just a book writer, what does he know about "xxx"!" in his face.

——However, Su Ying's interpretations are actually well-founded and convincing, to the extent that the author himself couldn't help but wonder whether he really thought this way after his resurrection.

Xu Mingjin, who was distorted and confused at first, gradually fell into deep thought: Did the sage really think so? Did the saint actually mean this?

No, no, no, what does he, a pig farmer, know about the words of a sage!

It must be all nonsense!

Xu Mingjin shook his head wildly, trying to get rid of Su Ying's brainwashed alternative interpretations from his mind.

However, when he focused his eyes on the book in his hand and looked at the familiar words from the past, Su Ying's interpretation couldn't help but pop up in his mind, and it was useless no matter how hard he tried to control it...

Occasionally, even the original meaning of these words will be suddenly forgotten, and the first words that pop up are Su Ying's words.

Xu Mingjin: "..."

Poisonous, this guy is really poisonous!

If he was in the same state when he took the college examination, he would be on his way to becoming famous.

Thinking of this, Xu Mingjin suddenly became alert.

Wait, could this be the other party's purpose?

Because he can't be as knowledgeable as him, who is full of poetry and books, why not just drag him, who is full of poetry and knowledge, to the same level as a mud-legged person? ? ?

Insidious, too insidious.

Xu Mingjin, who thought she understood everything, fell into deep thought.

After Su Ying left, Xu Mingjin, who had consumed so much mental energy that he was drowsy, stood up and spread out his book: He wanted to erase all Su Ying's fallacies and heresies from his mind and engrave the orthodox saint's words. Enter your own DNA and you will never let Mudlegs succeed in his conspiracy!

But the next day, Su Ying came over again with his scroll.

Xu Mingjin really wanted to refuse.

However, he was unwilling to do even such an easy thing as "giving enlightenment to the prince who has never read books while reading books", which would only make people think that the prince was trying to build a good relationship with him while he was incompatible with him. reason. What should everyone in the Duke's mansion think of him? Can he still stay in the Duke's Mansion?

——Is this actually a conspiracy by the other party to drive him away? It would seem narrow-minded to drive him away just after he was recognized, so he deliberately made people think that he didn't appreciate praise?

Xu Mingjin, who had already imagined Su Ying as a scheming monster, immediately became excited, and his heart burned with a raging fighting spirit - he would not lose to a country boy with muddy legs!

He had underestimated the enemy before. In terms of conspiracy, how could he, who grew up in Shangjing, lose to a country boy with mud legs!

Looking at Su Ying who opened the book and asked him for advice with an innocent and lively smile, Xu Mingjin also smiled and spoke word by word: "No questions, if there is something that I don't understand, I - teach - You—ah!”

As a result, the familiar rhythm of arguing and a hundred thousand whys appeared again. Unknowingly, what Xu Mingjin had studied hard for several hours yesterday and engraved into his DNA was once again covered by Su Ying's fallacies, and his eyes popped out. Circle.

After Su Ying left, Xu Mingjin, who did not believe in evil, once again worked hard as before the imperial examination and worked hard to study for a few hours before he regained his thoughts that had almost been led astray.

Once again, he engraved the words of the saint into his DNA.

The third day...

The fourth day...

The fifth day...

During the repeated back and forth of "unknowingly transforming into the shape of Su Ying → studying hard to re-engrave the true saint's words into the DNA", Xu Mingjin finally developed a fever.

It took half a month to get from Shangjing to Shanglin Village. On the way back to Beijing, considering Xu Mingjin was injured, the team moved slower than when they came. Seeing that the capital was about to arrive, Xu Mingjin suddenly fell ill, and the group had to temporarily stop at the inn and find a doctor.

"The trauma has not healed, and there is also heart disease, lack of sleep, and hard work..." The doctor who checked the pulse made a judgment based on Xu Mingjin's condition, "This young man's symptoms seem to be caused by studying hard day and night, which is straining the mind and body, and it is also the root of the disease. There are traumas and depression, and I can’t rest peacefully..."

At this point, the old doctor touched his beard and warned earnestly: "I have seen several scholars who worked hard for the imperial examination and passed away early, and they all had symptoms like yours. Young people, take care of your body!" He almost said, if you continue like this, you will follow in their footsteps.

Xu Mingjin already understood what the old doctor didn't say.

He was lying on the bed in the inn, drinking the bitter and astringent concoction, and there were thousands of thoughts in his feverish mind.

Suddenly, a light bulb lit up above his head.

Could it be said that this is the real purpose of that person?

It’s not to bring him down to the same level of uneducated people, nor to have him be kicked out by the Duke’s government because he doesn’t know how to behave, but to delay his recovery and make him unknowingly hurt his body and mind, and one day suddenly... A desperate death.

Taking advantage of his competitive spirit that he refuses to lose to Mudleg, taking advantage of his desire to stay in the Duke's Mansion, let him step into the trap and lead him to a dead end... This, what kind of situation is this? How insidious and vicious!

Being treated as a kidnapper and beaten severely, in Xu Mingjin's opinion, it was the guy's intention, and there was no misunderstanding at all. But now that I think about it, it can't be that even the injury on his body was designed by the other party from the beginning, right?

He has always been in good health. If he hadn't been injured, that person's conspiracy wouldn't have succeeded so easily, at least he wouldn't have been lying in bed for just a few days...

Thinking of this, Xu Mingjin shuddered severely.

In my dizzy mind, one after another, seemingly unbelievable, thought-provoking and reasonable thoughts emerged.

Xu Mingjin felt for a moment that she thought too much and didn't have so many conspiracies. For a while, she felt that she didn't think too much. Everything must have been planned by that person...

No, one cannot, at least not one should.

He looked at the bed curtains with complicated patterns above, and in his dizzy eyes, he felt as if the patterns turned into twisted poisonous snakes, spitting out snake letters and crawling towards him.

The vase beside the bed, the dry branches outside the window... Xu Mingjin's mind was groggy, and she felt that everything she saw seemed to be someone's lurking murderous intention, everywhere. The atmosphere of terror suddenly filled up.

Suddenly, a "squeak" sounded in the quiet room.

The closed door was pushed open a crack, and Xu Mingjin, who was in a panic, almost jumped out of bed.

A figure looked around and sneaked in.

In the light coming in from the window, Xu Mingjin's eyes widened in surprise when she saw the man's true face clearly:

"It's you?!"