The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1478 The Role of Reading (XIV)

"Go to sleep. You can sleep for at most one hour." Fang Yun said.

Zhang Jingan sat in a chair, lowered his head, and said nothing.

Fang Yun continued to read.

Fang Yun has been studying Confucian classics these days, because he will be promoted to a university scholar soon, and he needs to decide the nature of the first literary platform as soon as possible.

At present, the Confucian literary platform is most suitable for him. Even if other literary platforms are formed in the future, there will be no conflict.

Fang Yun can recite all the classics of the saints by heart. He has read each one hundreds and thousands of times and knows them like the back of his hand.

However, Fang Yun has some regrets in his heart, because if you want to truly understand a Confucian classic, the best way is to read the original classic, but his literary level is too low, and reading the semi-saint classics too early will do more harm than good.

In addition to reading the original text of the semi-saint text, the best way to understand the Confucian classics is the famous "Stone Classics". Unfortunately, the human race currently has only two sets of stone classics, and each set of stone classics is incomplete.

Without the complete stone classics, all countries could not use the name "Taixue" and could only change it to Xuegong. The Shengyuan Taixue was also changed to Chongwenyuan.

Fang Yun was not discouraged because he could not get the stone classics, because it would not be too late to start studying the stone classics even if he became a university scholar or a great scholar, so he focused on reading all the great scholars' annotations on Confucian classics and learning the great scholars' exegesis and interpretation of the classics of the saints.

These days, Fang Yun mainly studied the great scholars or university scholars in the Confucius and Saint Literature world on the classics of the saints.

Fang Yun read very seriously and turned the pages very slowly. Every time he read a sentence, countless words would appear in his mind, all of which were annotations and exegesis about this sentence, so as to better understand the original text of the classics of the saints.

"I... I want to read." Zhang Jing'an's voice sounded in the study.

Fang Yun turned a deaf ear and continued to read.

"I want to read!" Zhang Jing'an stood up and stared at Fang Yun's face.

Under the illumination of the night pearl, Fang Yun had a warm glow on half of his face, and a faint shadow on the other half.

Fang Yun still didn't speak.

Zhang Jing'an shouted, "I want to study!"

Fang Yun turned the page without looking up.

"I said, I want to study!" Zhang Jing'an raised his voice again.

"Disrespectful and rude person! Get out!" Fang Yun threw his long sleeves, and a strong wind blew up, sweeping Zhang Jing'an out of the door.

Clang! Clang!

The door of the study opened and closed.

Zhang Jing'an suddenly rushed to the door and pushed it hard, but found that he couldn't open the door, so he could only beat it madly and cursed at the same time.

"Zhang Longxiang! You liar! You said I can study, you said I can go to school, you are just lying to me!"

"You deliberately forced me to go to the military camp, forced me to be a pavilion chief, forced me to carry manure, and it won't be long before you force me to beg for food! You are not my father at all! You are a rebellious species! You just want to torture me!"

"Woo... woo..." Zhang Jing'an lay on the door and cried.

"My mother has waited for you for so many years, what have you done? What have I done wrong? I'm just a child! What have I done wrong?"

"What's your ability to bully a child? You have the ability to kill that old beast Gou Bao! You have the ability to deal with those who beat me! You have the ability to torment the King of Chu! You are nothing! You can't do anything, you can only bully me! Woo woo..."

Zhang Jing'an cried even louder.

Fang Yun remained unmoved, and even the time interval between turning pages was almost the same.

Slowly, Zhang Jing'an's crying became quieter, and finally there was no sound.

After a long time, there was a knock on the door.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

The fingers fell on the wooden door, and the sound was melodious and crisp.

"The child has something unclear, and I want to see my father." Zhang Jing'an's voice came from the crack of the door to the study.

"Come in." Fang Yun put down the book again and looked at the door.

Zhang Jing'an walked into the study again, bowed to Fang Yun.

"Hello, father." Zhang Jing'an raised his head after greeting, his eyes were red and swollen, his face was expressionless, as if he was numb from the cold.

"Sit down." Fang Yun was indifferent.

"Thank you, father." Zhang Jing'an sat on the chair seriously, his waist straight, and his sitting posture was elegant, completely different from just now, but his red and swollen eyes were a bit of a spoiler.

Fang Yun looked at Zhang Jing'an without saying a word.

"I don't understand one thing. You let me enter the military camp, be a civil servant, and be a footman. Isn't it for me to study?" Zhang Jing'an asked.

"No, this is your choice." Fang Yun said.

Zhang Jing'an shook his head and said, "I thought so at first, but after thinking about it again and again, all my choices are under your control."

"You are wrong, it's not that your choices are under my control, but that you have too few choices." Fang Yun said.

"I am stupid, please teach me, father." Zhang Jing'an bowed his head humbly.

Fang Yun got up, walked to the window, put his hands behind his back, and looked out the window.

"What do you think is the use of reading?" Fang Yun asked.

Zhang Jing'an immediately said: "Reading is the best way to realize your ambitions."

"Put it another way." Fang Yun said calmly.

A slight embarrassment flashed across Zhang Jing'an's face, and he said: "Just like the poem "Encouraging Learning" written by Fang Xusheng of Shengyuan Continent, gold, silver, treasures, high positions, beauties and mansions, as long as you read, you may get them."

"You still don't understand." Fang Yun still turned his back to Zhang Jing'an.

Zhang Jing'an stood up, bowed to Fang Yun, and said: "Please teach me, Daddy."

"Can you choose who to be your parents and when to be born?"

"No."

"After you are born, can you choose what to eat and what to do?"

"No."

"When you are learning to speak, can you choose what words to learn?"

"cannot."

"Did you choose the school you went to?"

"no."

"Did you choose the books you studied from?"

"no."

"Then who helped you choose these?"

"It's mom and dad, sir." Zhang Jing'an answered seriously.

"Why don't you choose?"

"A child can't do that."

"Do you like these choices?" Fang Yun asked.

"It's not about whether I like it or not, it's just that sometimes I feel disgusted. No one wants to be a puppet on strings."

"You really want to make your own choice, right?" Fang Yun asked.

"I think everyone is willing to make their own decision." Zhang Jing'an was very angry and thought what he said made sense.

"So, between studying seriously and not studying seriously, you chose not to study seriously? So, between studying and not studying, you chose not to study?" Fang Yun said.

Zhang Jing'an was stunned and defended: "My child said that things were complicated back then, and my child was helpless. After all, my child was young and ignorant at that time. If it were changed today, I would definitely not be afraid of them and insist on studying!"

"No matter what you say, you can't deny one thing. You made the worst choice!" Fang Yun said.

"That's what father said." Zhang Jing'an was speechless.

"You said I was controlling you, but without me, you would be an adult at the age of eighteen and enter the military camp. What would be the result?" Fang Yun asked.

"Without a civil position, even if you can kill the enemy, you will only become a corps commander or a captain, not even a captain, let alone an officer."

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