Spring rain is as precious as oil.

Good weather means good harvest for agriculture. During the transition days of winter and spring, it is a time of lack of rain. Even in the solar term known as "rain water", it is not easy to encounter rainy days. This difficult drought weather is the least popular among tenants. But today is a bit different. Without knocking on the door and urging, Wang Ningzhi woke up early, and did not combed his hair. He stretched his waist and looked out along the window of the room. The sky was low, and the chill was blowing from the open window with a hint of water vapor.

"It's going to rain." He took a deep breath and was refreshed by the cold wind. He did not get along with Xie Daoyuan yesterday. He had a good sleep and was full of energy.

There was a rustling sound of Huan'er preparing breakfast outside, and it was rustling, cautious, as if afraid of waking up Wang Ningzhi. After a short while, the little girl's silver bell-like urging came in with the belated knock on the door: "Erlang, get up."

Wang Ningzhi opened the door for her, put her in to clean up the bed, and waited for him to wash. In just two or three days, he had already adapted to the life of being served and taken care of. He couldn't help but sigh that privilege is always a catalyst for laziness, but unfortunately, laziness is the source of all evil.

"Madam is afraid she won't be back today. She looks like it's going to rain. Although it's a short distance, she can't risk the mud..." Huan'er chattered behind her about Xie Daoyun. The world seemed to be so small forever, only surrounding the small courtyard of the Wang family, making Wang Ningzhi want to laugh unconsciously.

The little girl was born in the Wang family. She was sent here because she got married. However, she had learned a lot of skills in serving people, which was no worse than Qing'e who originally served Xi Xuan. Moreover, for her, since her parents were both slaves of the Wang family, she never thought of leaving the Wang family. Now she was sent to Wang Ningzhi's room. Naturally, everything revolves around Erlang and Erlang's wife. Therefore, her words were filled with the deep meaning of telling the male and female hostess to both the male and female hostess...

As a close maid, Huan'er, who knows how to see, can certainly see that Erlang and his wife are not very harmonious. I think so, before his wife left the house, she was a talented woman who was famous all over the world, while Erlang was moderate and introverted, and her talent was not prominent. It was normal for the wife to have conflicts between the husband and wife just now.

Wang Ningzhi spit out the mouthwash, wiped his mouth with the handkerchief next to him, and smiled and said, "It's not that serious. Even if it rains, it will only be drizzling. My wife is sitting in the ox cart, safe and steady, and Qing'e is taking care of her. We don't have to worry. We have to eat breakfast soon today. After I finish eating, I will prepare lessons. My father approved my request to be a teacher in the school yesterday, and we will give a lecture today. If my wife comes back, you can ask her to go to the school to find me."

Huan'er responded, but she knew in her heart that the lady would not take the initiative to look for Erlang.

Wang Ningzhi naturally understood in his heart that one of Xie Daoyuan's famous examples in memory was Yongxue's case, and the other was the case of complaining about her husband's mediocrity after returning home... Going home? It should be this time when he went back to his parents' home. Whether it was not sleeping directly on the night of the wedding or the drinking and refusing to answer at the Lanting small gathering was a bit mediocre, it was not something that Xie Dawei could tolerate. It was normal to have complaints in her heart, but yesterday she went back to her parents' home... Hiss, it seemed like she said something like "There is Wang Lang in the world", which sounded a bit embarrassing.

The relationship between husband and wife will probably get worse and worse in the future. Since Xie Daoyun's words can be spread, it means that many people at least clearly know that even if they don't care, with Xie Daoyun's pride, they may become more and more distant from themselves in the future. In this way, it really needs to improve their relationship. After all, Wang Ningzhi does not want to blame too much for his partner who will be together for the rest of his life.

After breakfast, Wang Ningzhi went to the study room, and there was also Xiaoshuo Fenghuo.

...

In the past two days, Fengshou has felt more and more that he was attracted by Erlang. He was secretly happy and confused. He grew up with Erlang and knew Erlang's habits very well. However, Erlang has changed a little recently. Unlike the image of a Taoist who turned a blind eye to the outside world, he even began to get into evil with Wu Dou Rice. He had to tell him to check the big and small things on the upper and lower sides of the palace every day. He felt very good to be valued by the master, unlike before, but he was only a nominal companion but was rarely seldom a tribe. This made Fengshou have the illusion that Erlang would be in charge of things like Dalang when he grew up... Although Fengshou still likes to be lazy, he is happy with Erlang's progress. If he could have a single official position, his future life would definitely be improved.

It is precisely because of this that he became diligent in his work. In the past, the servants of the royal palace had never seen Xiao Fengshou get up early every morning and run around to inquire about things. This was a change that occurred after Erlang got married.

Fengshou stood beside Erlang, watching Erlang read the textbooks needed for teaching in his home school in his study, and spoke out the things he had learned one by one, including trivial matters and thefts in other farms in the distance, but the most important thing was closely related to Wang Ningzhi: "... It's strange that yesterday, after Langjun agreed to Erlang as the school's husband, he heard that several Taoists came to the mansion and lived in the mansion by Langjun. Erlang, he was so polite. Did these Taoists come to cause trouble for Sun Xiang?"

Wang Ningzhi, who organized the textbook, stopped moving and returned to normal after a while: "No problem, I'm sorry they don't have the ability..."

...

In the words of later generations, students in the school are mixed together in the first, second, third, fourth, fifth and sixth grades. During the lecture, the teacher will give a general speech on the stage, and there is no need to care whether the students understand or not. After the lecture, they will explain the words and sentences of their personal progress to the students and assign homework. No wonder Sun Xiang’s previous general speech was about the theory of the Five Doks of Rice and the Dao, and no one stopped him. He probably did not intend to let the students understand it at all.

Except for a cousin Xi Daomao who lives here, the students are all children of the Wang family. Because they have done their homework, Wang Ningzhi can probably call them by their names. Moreover, his predecessor is familiar with these children. Now, coupled with his experience in giving speeches in his previous life, he has added a lot of confidence to him. Although he has never learned the textbooks of this era, experience is experience. Whether it is moved forward by a thousand years or a thousand years, an adult will not have too many problems when he teaches his children according to the textbooks.

The school is very small because it is only Wang Xizhi, the Wang family. There are only three people in total, one of whom is the principal or the like, with more than twenty students, which is easy to teach. Yesterday, Wang Ningzhi reviewed the lessons that he wanted to replace Sun Xiang some time ago and knew what he was going to say. He walked onto the stage and looked around casually. Seeing the brother, principal and several Taoist people who were listening to the class behind, he thought about it and said, "Since I am the successor of Mr. Sun Xiang,

Then, let’s continue to talk about what Mr. Sun Xiang said. The day before yesterday, he heard him talk about the relationship between saints, famous scholars and Taoists. He raised the famous Taoists very high in his words and words, believing that Taoists are famous scholars. They refine muscles and bones, take medicine to ascend to immortality, and are superior to others from the bones. They even don’t even take saints seriously. They also say, ‘What they say is saints, and what they do is saints’, which messes up people’s ears and eyes, confuses the public and makes people laugh. Therefore, everyone just smiles after listening, don’t care.”

The beginning was to completely deny Sun Xiang's intention. Wang Ningzhi glanced at him and basically knew that he had attracted attention. The students listened very seriously. The people who listened to the lecture either shook their heads or nodded, and hesitated between recognition and not recognition.

Ignoring the a little ugly face of the Taoist people, he continued, "The so-called true famous scholars should be romantic. A truly elegant person should not be dressed up and pretended, and his every move will naturally show a high level of super vulgarity. If the Taoist people are as they say, talented, fairy bones, cure diseases and save people, and give them a guide to the country at will, he would not need him, as the Taoist, to justify himself. In ancient times, Shennong tasted hundreds of herbs, used his fragile body to taste the medicinal properties, and saved lives and wounded. During the Spring and Autumn Period, Lao Tzu rode a cow westward, passed Hangu Pass, and wrote five thousand words for future generations.

People leave precious spiritual wealth... Do they have the suspicion of being superior? Is there a funny face of Wang Po selling melons and boasting? No, those who jump up and down to show their presence and gain the pleasure of being promoted by suppressing others are just small people after all... Of course, I don't mean that all Taoists are like this. Like Du Zigong, Qiantang, who is kind, is a person with real talent and knowledge. He does not need to publicize himself. People who have received his kindness will be passed down by word of mouth. Only those who have received his kindness will be called famous people..."

The more Wang Ningzhi spoke, the more excited the people below listened.

This era is an open and inclusive era. It can accommodate madmen who disdain the sky or women who study. Perhaps what Wang Ningzhi said was a plain language from later generations, which made the people below sound a little awkward. In some places, it even needs to be chewed repeatedly to understand the meaning. However, Wang Ningzhi, who applied the skills of later generations to lectures, did not expect that he often seeks to attract attention and speak more in a sharp tone to speak something different from others' thoughts. Although the students are half-knowing, those such as Wang Xuanzhi, principal Wang Xian, and those Taoist priests who listen to the lectures all understand.

Time flies, and Wang Ningzhi's lecture finally came to an end. He transitioned from refuting Sun Xiang's admiration for Taoists and his mockery of children and civilians to the equality of sentient beings that Buddhism advocates. He finished the general speech here, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and let the people below savor it carefully.

He knew what he said himself. After returning from Lanting yesterday, he had been considering how to give lectures to make himself have unique insights and not completely separated from this era, thus becoming rebellious remarks... Although what he said this time will cause a small impact, the following people who are well-read about poetry and books will only treat it as a small good idea, and they should not care too much about it.

Before coming, Wang Ningzhi asked Huan'er to burn a pot of tea for himself. Now it has cooled down and turned into a thorough herbal tea. After speaking, his throat was dry, so he poured a cup while the students were thinking. During this process, he carefully looked at the Taoist whispering under him, with five Taoist whispering below. Although his dress was much better than Sun Xiang, he also looked like a Taoist singer in a wide-sleeved and long robe. When he observed the Taoist, the Taoist was also looking at him. One of the leaders bowed to him and said, "Sir, it is better to listen to your words than to read for ten years... However, we have some objections to what the teacher said, "I don't know whether to speak or not."

"explain."

"Since all beings are equal, why are there any distinction between high and low? For example, if you are born in a superior family, you are not comparable to the sons of lowly refugees? In this way, how can you say equality?"

This is a broad but difficult question to answer. Class itself is a unique phenomenon in aristocratic society, but few people study this phenomenon. After all, those who have the energy to think about this kind of problem are generally well-off, so naturally they will not study digging their own graves... Wang Xuanzhi and Wang Xian looked unhappy, and they didn't understand why Wang Xizhi would let Taoists come in and listen to the class.

The students are not much better. Although they are young, they have had their own opinions since childhood under the influence of Zhilan and Yushu. Many of them wrote poems and essays at the age of seven or eight to understand the truth. The general words Wang Ningzhi said make sense. Since it makes sense, they still agree very much. After all, the Sun Xiang in front of him is really hateful and he actually bullied Xi Daomao in front of everyone. Thinking about how they looked at such a cute and cute girl, they almost... Of course, they would not have a sense of identity with Sun Xiang's words, but they never thought that another group of Taoists came to make things difficult for him, and they had already stood up impulsively, such as Wang Huizhi, the little boy stared at the Taoist who was asking questions with sharp eyes.

"Avoid being anxious and impatient, sit down first." Wang Ningzhi waved his hand and asked his younger brother to sit down. He didn't care about the Taoist's question. Since he said it before, he would naturally have a way to deal with it. The remarks about "equality" are indeed difficult to say in this era, but they cannot resist it. Therefore, he did not hesitate much. He threw out an argument that exceeded the times, "Now it seems that some families are powerful and some civilians are lowly, but they push up for one or two generations, or even three or four generations, and many families have many ancestors.

It is a commoner. The Wang family of Langya originated from the great-grandson of Huangdi, Hou Ji, but further forward, it is just a commoner... People go high and water flows low. The ancestors of Wang family struggled when he was a civilian to provide good conditions for our descendants. I have a word to summarize here, called "evolution". Just like in ancient times, people were not able to eat enough, and could only rely on teamwork to hunt food, so they were equal. This is what I said about equality, which is equality that traces forward--"

"As for what you say is the high or low level of gain, it is nothing more than a natural choice and the fittest survival!"
Chapter completed!