Chapter 59: Jealousy
Zhu Hao wrote a "箕" on the blackboard.
"Who knows him?" Zhu Hao asked.
Several people looked at each other.
Although Zhu San had only been learning for a year or two, he obviously did not know much. Jing Hong vaguely remembered what the word was, but he could not clearly say it for a while.
"Is it him?"
Zhu San may not be well-educated, but she has the courage to guess. At least she is not as timid as Jing Hong.
Jing Hong is concerned about his own face. If he answers, he must answer correctly. If he answers incorrectly, wouldn't he be embarrassed in front of Zhu Hao?
"wrong!"
Zhu Hao shook his head and said, "It is the ji in the winnowing dustpan, and the literal meaning has other extended meanings. 'Wei Zi left, Ji Zi became a slave, and Bigan died for his advice.'
"Zhu Xi commented in the Annotations to the Analects, 'Wei Zi was Zhou's half-brother. Ji Zi and Bigan were Zhou's uncles. Wei Zi saw that Zhou was unjust, so he left to preserve the ancestral worship. Ji Zi and Bigan both advised against it, and Zhou killed Bigan and imprisoned Ji Zi as a slave. Ji Zi pretended to be crazy and was humiliated.'
"Here, although 箕 is still a noun, it does not have an extended meaning and is a proper noun."
The younger ones were all stunned when they heard Zhu Hao's explanation.
At their age, it is already difficult for them to memorize the entire "Analects of Confucius" with adults. It is a fantasy to ask them to recognize all the nearly 16,000 words in "Analects of Confucius", not to mention that they have no idea of the specific meaning of each article.
As for the "Collected Commentaries on the Analects of Confucius", it is usually not encountered until three to four years after the beginning of childhood, and it requires study bit by bit. However, Zhu Hao is one year younger than Zhu San and Jing Hong, so it is not difficult for him to explain it.
Lu Bing asked, "What is a proper noun?"
Zhu Hao smiled and said, "It is a noun with a specific title. For example, you, Lu Bing, could actually be called Lu Hao, but because your father named you Lu Bing, the two words Lu Bing became a proper noun."
Zhu San was confused: "What does this have to do with anything... What is the noun?"
"Nouns literally mean names. For example, this blackboard is a noun. If we want to move the blackboard, then move is a verb. If you say this blackboard is so black, then black is an adjective..."
Zhu Hao's teaching method is obviously different from that of teachers of this era.
A qualified teacher should focus on principles rather than rules when teaching. That is, he should explain the principles rather than make people memorize them in a dogmatic way. Unfortunately, people of this era are very pedantic, which is related to the fact that the Four Books and Five Classics they learned are themselves pedantic.
The entire imperial examination is to write an "essay" based on a sentence from a Confucian classic. What kind of flexible and versatile talents can be cultivated under this examination system?
Dogmatism has become a common problem in education in this era, so much so that when Zhu Hao talked about some simple grammatical problems in later generations, the children were confused and didn't understand what he meant.
Fortunately, they are at the best age to learn knowledge. As long as we are willing to talk to them and explain the principles clearly, they will be able to understand and even fully digest and absorb them.
"If you don't understand the specific meaning of a certain passage in The Analects, then first find out how many words there are in this passage, which ones are nouns, which ones are verbs, and which ones are adjectives. This will make it easier for you to understand the literal meaning, know what it is specifically about, and what kind of truth it describes..."
Zhu Hao said this and continued writing on the blackboard, "Okay, let's talk about the next word... De..."
" Zixia said: Great virtue does not exceed leisure, but small virtue can go in and out."
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Mr. Zhu performs his duties conscientiously.
This is the responsible attitude that an excellent teacher inherently possesses in Zhu Hao. Even Jing Hong, who was not convinced by him, listened to this lecture with great interest.
Many times, there is a feeling of enlightenment, “It turns out to be like this.”
Zhu Sanze was obviously not a good student who loved to study. She just listened there with a smile and occasionally said a few words to make trouble. It was obvious that it made no difference to her whether she studied more or less.
And Lu Bing...
At Lu Bing's age, he was not yet able to understand the principles. However, influenced by his parents, he had to learn with an open mind, and then he pretended to stare at the blackboard without blinking.
In Lu Bing's view, as long as he can learn what is written on the blackboard, he will become a unique hero in the world... To him, the knowledge taught by Zhu Hao is like a martial arts secret book. Even if I don't understand it, I must try my best to listen, otherwise I will miss the greatest treasure in my life.
Zhu Hao talked for a long time and put down the slide.
Zhu San asked with a smile: "Why don't you talk about it?"
"Digest it first and copy what I wrote on the blackboard ten times." Zhu Hao said.
Zhu San stuck out his tongue and said, "I won't write it. You're not a real gentleman. When Mr. Sui comes and sees what you wrote, he will definitely scold you."
Zhu Hao thought about it and realized it was true.
Sui Gongyan is narrow-minded, perhaps just as Zhu San said, this person is disrespectful to other people. If he knew that it was a child teaching here, he would definitely correct him as a teacher.
By then he will most likely be in trouble.
But who made Sui Gongyan not come?
My game, my turf, my rules!
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That afternoon, the school was peaceful.
It was almost dusk and still no one came to notify everyone to leave school, but Zhu San had already hurried back. The remaining Zhu Hao, Jing Hong and Lu Bing walked out of the yard together and headed towards the west courtyard.
"Zhu Hao, you are amazing. You know so many things. I want to be as knowledgeable as you in the future."
Lu Bing is a young man with great ambitions. After listening to Zhu Hao's lecture in the afternoon, he felt that he had gained a lot. His eyes were full of stars when he looked at Zhu Hao.
Zhu Hao smiled and said, "Wait until you grow up. It may take two or three years for you to formally start learning."
Children from normal families usually start to learn when they are seven or eight years old, and some start one or two years earlier. However, those who start early usually forget what they have learned. Usually, some simple daily words are taught before they start to learn. Lu Bing was a very talented person, but even so, he had to wait one or two years before he started to learn formally.
Jing Hong had a dejected look on his face at this time, "Zhu Hao, I find that you have mastered a lot of knowledge... How old were you when you started learning?"
Zhu Hao said: "I learned very late, but I have a photographic memory. It only took me a little over a year to learn it all."
"Impossible, no one has such talent."
Jing Hong now felt even more frustrated. He shook his head repeatedly, firmly disagreeing with Zhu Hao's statement.
Zhu Hao said with a smile: "If you don't believe me, forget it. How about we find an opportunity to compete in knowledge?"
In the past, Jing Hong would have accepted the challenge without hesitation, but this time he hesitated.
Lu Bing said: "Jinghong, I think you should stop competing with Zhu Hao in knowledge. After listening to his lecture this afternoon, I think he is better than Mr. Sui. You can't compare with him."
Jing Hong thought thoughtfully, "Mr. Sui, like my father, was born as a scholar. I heard that he even studied at the Nanjing Imperial Academy. His knowledge... is not comparable to Zhu Hao's. You are really ignorant. Just because he said a few words, you think he knows everything."
Having said that, he still resolutely refused to fight.
In Jing Hong's opinion, even if Zhu Hao's knowledge is not as good as Sui Gongyan's, he is still not comparable to him. After discovering the gap between them, it is better not to humiliate himself before taking steps to catch up.
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For two consecutive days, Sui Gongyan was not seen coming to the school.
Zhu San is sometimes late or even leaves halfway.
Just as Sui Gongyan's lecture location has been moved to another place, Jing Hong and Zhu Hao's identities as study companions are simply unworthy of the title.
On the afternoon of the third day, the next day was the 25th, the day Zhu Hao and Jing Hong returned home, and they finally saw Sui Gongyan appear in the school.
Sui Gongyan brought Zhu San with him.
As soon as they entered the yard, they heard Zhu San introducing the store to Sui Gongyan like a wealthy woman selling melons.
"...The blackboard is inside. Mr. Sui can use it when he teaches in the future. It is very convenient to write anything, and it is clear at a glance...
"That's a fun thing Zhu Hao made..."
Zhu Hao was originally sitting at the window, staring at the clouds floating across the sky. When he heard some noise outside, he turned his gaze towards the door.
Sui Gongyan walked into the school with a gloomy face. He didn't bother to observe who was in the room. His eyes immediately fell on the blackboard hanging on the wall.
"Zeng Zi said: 'It is difficult to compare Zhang with others in terms of benevolence.'"
"Zi Gong said: The mistakes of a gentleman are like the eclipse of the sun and the moon. When he makes a mistake, everyone sees it; when he corrects it, everyone admires him."
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There are several sentences written by Zhu Hao on it, all of which are from "The Analects of Confucius", and even have annotations from "The Analects of Confucius". This is what Jing Hong strongly requested Zhu Hao to say this morning.
After Zhu Hao finished speaking, he was about to erase his words, but Jing Hong did not allow it. He wrote them down quickly, then stared at the blackboard and slowly comprehended them, as if he wanted to master all of Professor Zhu Hao's content and completely integrate it to make up for the gap between them.
"Who wrote it?"
Sui Gongyan looked at the contents on the blackboard for a while, then glared at the three people in the room and asked.
Lu Bing was originally sitting next to Zhu Hao. When he heard Sui Gong's unfriendly tone, he quickly returned to his seat, picked up the book and covered his head with it. Without making any sound, he just shook his head and pretended to recite.
A typical bad student who sees the teacher coming and acts pretentiously.
Zhu Hao stood up and said, "Mr. Sui, I wrote it."
Sui Gongyan looked at Zhu Hao with a frown on his face. The muscles on his face twitched a few times, as if he wanted to teach Zhu Hao a lesson, but he couldn't find a reason for it.
Students write on the blackboard, their handwriting is neat and meaningful, and even the content is beyond the syllabus, and you will teach them a lesson right away...
The master has no name!
"In the next few days, you should finish memorizing the Zi Zhang chapter of the Analects and try to understand it on your own. If there are any parts you don't understand... write them down and come back to ask me."
Sui Gongyan finally gave up teaching Zhu Hao a lesson, and at the same time announced that he would officially give up teaching the people present. For him, entering the palace was just to teach the prince knowledge.
Reading companion?
They were not his formal disciples, but were merely studying in name only. He had never accepted any tuition fees from them, so why should he spend his time and energy on their studies?
Seeing that Sui Gongyan was about to leave, Zhu San hurriedly asked, "Mr. Sui, where is the blackboard?"
"These things are flashy but not practical. Keep them for your use."
While Sui Gong was talking, he had already reached the school.
Zhu San originally wanted the teacher to take the blackboard back so that he could teach himself and his brother, but he was puzzled to see the teacher leaving in such a hurry.
With her shallow experience in dealing with people, how could she know that Sui Gongyan was furious at this moment?
Sui Gongyan was not averse to Zhu Hao's talent, but he felt that Zhu Hao was someone else's disciple, and Tang Yin's reputation was far above his own. Would he cultivate a disciple for a potential competitor?
dream!
That day, Tang Yin was fishing outside Prince Xing's mansion. He became alert, fearing that the other party would fall into the palace's sight and replace his position in the eyes of Prince Xing and Yuan Zonggao. That's why he was so hostile to Zhu Hao and even cheated in the assessment for selecting a companion reader. Unfortunately, he was exposed.
Sui Gongyan left.
But Zhu San didn't leave. She sat in her seat feeling a little depressed, thinking that maybe she had done something wrong.
Jing Hong turned around and asked, "Zhu Hao, have you offended Mr. Sui?"
Zhu Hao smiled. Jing Hong was good at observing people's expressions and discovered the evil fire in Sui Gongyan.
"The teacher asked us to recite the Analects of Confucius, Zi Zhang Chapter, so let's recite it. If you have any words you don't know, just ask me directly. After reciting, write it down from memory. If you have any questions, you can also ask me... I'm so sleepy. I have to go home tomorrow. I have to have a good sleep today and have fun tomorrow!"
Zhu Hao acted as if it was none of his business and was only thinking about how to arrange the next work after returning in the future.
When Jing Hong saw Zhu Hao's lazy look, a surge of enthusiasm for progress surged in his heart... Boy, you have learned more than me now, but your pride and complacency will sooner or later be surpassed by me.
Just wait and see.
