Chapter 183 Jixia Academy, Culture

"Jixia Academy."

Yan Wuxia pointed at the plaque here, read the words on it, and couldn't help but mutter to himself: "Is this the new academy?"

A few months ago, a school appeared in the Kingdom of Yan. It was said that the teachers there were teaching many new theories.

These theories brought new changes to the original Yan State, like a stone thrown into stagnant water, bringing variables.

"According to what they said, the teacher here is a knowledgeable person, but I don't know what he is like."

Yan Wuxia guessed what the teacher looked like.

It could be the old or the young.

Unable to figure out the answer, Yan Wuxia saw that the door was open and no one was guarding it. After looking around, she walked along the corridor through the front hall and into the house.

Before walking inside, Yan Wuxia heard the loud voices of a group of people reading aloud.

"In the beginning of human beings, their nature is good, their natures are similar, their habits are far apart..."

Following the direction of the sound, Yan Wuxia walked in carefully step by step. She pulled aside the bamboo curtain and saw the situation inside.

A young man in a white robe sat at the front. In front of him was a group of ordinary people wearing different clothes and sitting cross-legged on the floor. They included all kinds of people.

The young man in white robe had an ordinary appearance, his eyes were calm and innocent, he held a scroll of bamboo slips in his hand and took the lead in reciting.

This person is none other than Ye Fan.

"Since you are here, sit down over there."

Ye Fan said this casually without raising his head, and then continued to recite.

A group of students sitting cross-legged below followed Ye Fan's recitation, flipping through the bamboo slips and reciting in unison.

"Oh." Yan Wuxia found an empty seat and sat down on the floor. He began to flip through the bamboo slips and check the contents.

When people are born, their nature is good. Natures are similar, but habits make them different. If you don’t teach, nature will change. The way to teach is to be specialized…

The content of these texts is very simple, or there is not much profoundness in them. They just teach a person to be kind, generous, learn, understand... and be an ordinary good person.

After quickly reading these contents, Yan Wuxia felt a little bored and supported her chin with her hand. She felt it was very uninteresting.

What are these things for?

It can neither bring food, drink, nor fun, and it is completely useless. Compared with horse riding and racing, it is like torture.

"So boring." Yan Wuxia shook her body and turned her head to look left and right.

The students beside him were reciting from the bamboo slips in their hands with a serious attitude and firm eyes.

"Today's morning reading is over." Ye Fan put down the bamboo slips and said in a gentle tone: "A new student has arrived. You can go and tutor her progress when you are free."

"Now, the class officially begins."

After saying that, Ye Fan stood up, picked up the bamboo slips from the bookshelf on the side, and started today's class.

"Today, I will not talk about anything else. What I will talk about is not profound, but two simple words - life.

These are two very common words. What do you think life is? "

Hearing Ye Fan's question, a student raised his hand and stood up to answer.

"There's something to eat."

Ye Fan nodded.

The next moment, new students expressed their opinions.

“Food and clothing are not a worry.”

"Get married and have children."

...all kinds of words came out first, as if opening a chat box, expressing their thoughts on the word "life".

"Yes, that's true." Ye Fan closed the bamboo slips and suppressed the students who were continuing the discussion.

He walked slowly down the corridor of desks, his hands behind his back. "What is life? Food, clothing, shelter and transportation. Four words."

"The core is nothing more than living and living better..."

With plain words, Ye Fan vividly used the lives of ordinary people in different professions in Yan State as examples to explain the things that these ordinary people have long been accustomed to.

If we expand the word "life", it would probably be difficult to describe its content even with a million words. Different people describe life differently, and ten thousand people have ten thousand opinions.

There are so many things to say about life, but its essence is nothing more than people-oriented.

As the midday sun rose completely, Ye Fan stopped lecturing. He returned to the podium and sat down, placing the bamboo slips on the bookshelf.

"Okay, get out of class is over."

"Goodbye, Master." The students left in an orderly manner.

Yan Wuxia, who had just recovered from his shock, realized that so much time had passed.

"You're a good storyteller, can you continue?" Yan Wuxia grabbed Ye Fan's sleeve as he was about to leave for the backyard.

“Do you think this is just a story?”

"Of course, what else?"

Ye Fan did not show any emotion. He reached out and pulled out Yan Wuxia's sleeve, and said gently, "An interesting question. Where do you think the food comes from?"

"Food, um..." Yan Wuxia thought for a moment and replied, "Stalls, grown from the stalls of those vendors."

Exhaling, Ye Fan shook his head, turned and left.

"Follow."

"Oh."

The two of them soon arrived at the backyard.

There is a vegetable garden in the backyard, which is full of vegetables of this season.

"Food comes from the land." Bringing Yan Wuxia here, Ye Fan drew a circle with his finger and answered this question.

"what?"

Seeing that she was still puzzled, Ye Fan looked at everything here calmly and said slowly: "Food comes from the land. After the farmers' hard work and hard work, they send it to thousands of households in Yan State."

"They are clearly the lowest class of people, working hard to support countless people, but how many people remember them?"

Just like monks, how many people will remember that those spiritual materials and treasures were nurtured and cultivated by humble ants with tireless efforts?

The geniuses fought in bloody battles, and fell like rain. The world was rotten, and the monks whose minds had long been confused became a disaster.

Every cultivator says that their faith in the Tao is strong, but if they look at everything in reality rationally, they will find that the so-called practice has too many contradictions and errors, and the universe is a huge bug system!

The monk who was unable to see the rotten mind was now a disaster no less than Gandalf.

"Are they living a miserable life?" Yan Wuxia blinked.

"Sure, barely alive."

"They are barely surviving. Can't they eat meat?" Yan Wuxia said. She muttered, "I just hate eating meat."

"No." Ye Fan shook his head slightly and said seriously: "They can only live like this."

"Is that so?" Yan Wuxia lowered her head.

Then she looked up at Ye Fan and asked, "Master, is it always like this? There are no exceptions."

"It's always like this, no exceptions." Ye Fan's eyes were calm.

After experiencing everything personally, Ye Fan can already state this conclusion based on actual reality.

　The Jixia Academy was established to cure the ideological corruption of the monks from a cultural perspective.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)