Writing thoughts are like tides, rising and falling from time to time.

In Qiu Yan's eyes, the Confucian scholars in the courtyard are the spark that spreads humanistic shrines, so they will naturally pay attention. Before that, he made a lot of preparations to deduce humanistic shrines more and more perfectly.

This time when I returned north, the Meng family organized such a lecture to suit his preferences. It was a sleepy place to send a pillow, saving Qiu Yan a lot of trouble.

Wenshu is different from the idea of ​​incense, but it is similar to the idea of ​​incense.

Incense is entrusted to a specific god to seek guarantee, while literary science is the spiritual power accumulated by scholars and their knowledge.

The difference between the two determines that the humanistic shrine will not capture the thoughts and emotions of believers like the traditional shrine, to strengthen themselves and distort reality, but to expand influence in another way.

"The thoughts in the incense should be entrusted to the gods, influence the gods' thoughts and change the gods' tendencies, but instead of the past, it will be fed back to the body and mind of the believers, making them unconsciously restricted by the gods. This is very close to the behavior of Confucian scholars."

In Qiu Yan's vision, literary thoughts and luck are in line with each other, revealing the future of the Confucian scholars. Of course, this is not absolute. There are many ways to change a person's destiny. Even his lectures today can affect the future of the Confucian scholars attending the meeting to a certain extent.

"The knowledge and knowledge of Confucian scholars will not be formed out of thin air, and they often rely on the classics of sages and great scholars. This humanitarian scripture is not produced for no reason, but is summarized from the changes of the human way of heaven and earth. These principles, like the divine laws of gods, have restrictions and guidance on those who seek knowledge..."

A second-grade god can establish his own divine law. Qiu Yan's divine body is now a second-grade one, and is even gradually approaching a higher level. However, because he is far away from the underworld and the foundation of sacrifice, he has not truly established the divine law, but he is as insightful as seeing the essence of it.

This divine law also created conditions for him to perfect the humanistic divine way, uniting the many preparations made by the three bodies into one.

"Don't rely on the idea of ​​picking up incense, but instead adopting the method of mutual benefit and prosperity, both of them will benefit each other and be able to continue truly, Confucian scholars will remain active because of this. After all, this is not a deceiving them. There is no need to use any means to suppress or fool them. However, the conditions required for this road are too cumbersome, and it is just a try now..."

As he thought about it, Qiu Yan's eyes swept through the literary spirits in the front yard again.

The Confucian scholars and students who went out to eat had already returned by this time. The entire yard was bright and the literary thoughts were still faint, but compared to the beginning, there were already some more things and faintly brewing.

However, if you look closely, you can still see that the Wensi Qi column in the yard is roughly divided into two groups. On one side, the luck is strong, and on the other side, it is relatively dull, corresponding to wealthy families and poor students.

"The act of aristocratic families monopolizing knowledge is very inconvenient to spreading humanistic spirit. It is time to open a gap. This is a matter of time. Those things that are concerned must be faced after all. With the momentum I have accumulated now, I should have already tried it..."

Thinking of this, his eyes fell on the Wensi Qi Column in a poor family, and he concentrated his mind. This Qi Column was complex and changeable, and there was a vague state of storm. It was obvious that once the storm and clouds met, there was a possibility of rising straight.

"This humanistic thinking is flexible, but due to its origin and is trapped in barriers. But once the obstacle is broken, you may be lucky. However, there is still a little darkness in the depths of his Qi column. If no one often beats and restricts it in the future, there may be a possibility of chaos in politics..."

While thinking and looking, my eyes turned again, but this time I fell on a relatively small pillar of Wensi Qi.

Compared with other Wensi Qi Columns, this one is not only small, but also rough and vague. With Qiu Yan's perception, you can feel clumsy from it. It shows that it is the owner of the Qi Column. It is not someone with extraordinary qualifications. But if you feel it carefully, you can find the tenacity in it!

This air column is like a beef tendon rope, with a stance that cannot be pulled off and cannot be pulled off. In the depths of the literary thoughts, there is a tenacity beyond ordinary people.

In addition, there is a scent of ink on it.

After a little moved in his heart, Qiu Yan's thoughts changed. The slender literary figure suddenly became boiling, and at this moment, it expanded rapidly, covering all the air columns and filling the whole area!

But it was just a phantom, and it disintegrated invisible the next moment. The rest was a slender and tough air column.

"After every pecking and drinking, there are certainly certain numbers. Meng's mansion welcomed me into the pass and asked me to give lectures here. Isn't it an opportunity to meet such a person? If God doesn't take it, he will be blamed!"

With this idea, Qiu Yan took a step forward and walked towards the front yard.

In the courtyard, all the students felt dazed in the vague moment. In the blur, they seemed to have seen something, but it flashed and flickered. When they came to their senses and looked at them again, they could not find anything, and even their memories became blurred, just as they thought it was an illusion.

At this moment, Qiu Yan walked out of the arch connected by the two entrances and attracted everyone's attention.

Sitting in his seat again, Qiu Yan continued to talk about the grassland experiences as everyone hoped, and extended the new interpretation of the meaning of the scriptures in the details.

Compared with the morning, they no longer saw much resistance, but were full of expectations. However, as they were told about their experiences, more questions were born and accumulated to a certain extent. It was inevitable that they would feel like ant insects were sucking their hearts. They were really restless and could not even calm down. Many students were almost scratching their heads and wanted to ask, but were afraid of interrupting Qiu Yan's lectures and were jealous.

After one hour, Qiu Yan talked about establishing a military system for the slave army and separating the grassland and the Central Plains.

Finally someone couldn't help it. It was Zhang Shun. He had a contradictory thought in his heart. The more he listened, the more he became more irritable. He just hoped that he could relieve it by asking questions.

"gentlemen……"

Although he interrupted the lecture, Zhang Shun still acted with courtesy, first bowed and then said: "Student Zhang Shun is a scholar. If you have something unknown, I hope the teacher can solve the problem."

As the saying goes, there is no order of learning, and those who are good at learning are teachers. Just counting age, Qiu Yan is similar to everyone present. However, after the lecture is held, it is equivalent to being a teacher. This title cannot be changed easily.

"But it's okay." Qiu Yan stopped talking and nodded at him.

Zhang Shun did not look at the reactions of others, and said directly: "Students read books and read the words of the Sage Sage answered by Mr. Wei, saying that 'Only the world can be stable'. The "Spring and Autumn" written by the sage master also said 'Great unification is the common traditions of heaven and earth, and the friendship between ancient and modern times'. When Dayan came to worship, a scholar said 'The king has no outside'. Since ancient times, the Central Plains have been the roots and stems, and the four barbarians have branches and leaves. The gentleman has the idea of ​​educating the grasslands. Why did he treat the Central Plains and the grasslands separately?"

"I have a beautiful mind and can easily pick up the classics and classics of the scriptures, which shows my hard work." Qiu Yan heard this question and praised Zhang Shun for a few words.

Among the crowd, Hu Ye frowned and felt a little jealous.

"What a good Zhang Shun, I really know how to take advantage of the situation. With this praise from the editor, his prestige among our students in the future will probably improve!"

Originally, because Zhang Shun interrupted Qiu Yan's words, it was inevitable that the students who listened to the lecture would feel emotional, but what he asked was something that others cared about, so they all suppressed their temperament and waited patiently.

Since ancient times, how to straighten out the Central Plains and the grassland has been a major problem, and there are endless strategies. Some people start from books, while others use historical books as the roots to explain their own opinions. Some are useful, while others are more complicated and have their own advantages and disadvantages.

What Qiu Yan said was something he had experienced personally. Under his leadership, the people from the Central Plains and the grassland jointly defeated the enemy and won one after another. The news had long spread throughout the northern border, and no students present did not know about it.

With such a record, what Qiu Yan said will undoubtedly have a certain degree of authority.

Next, he did not answer directly, but asked back: "Do you know what the Lord of the Great Yan Zhongxing?"

Someone immediately replied among all living beings: "The Lord of the Great Yan Zhongxing? But the Emperor Guangwu?"

This person is Hu Ye. After Zhang Shun was praised, he immediately held his breath and focused his mind, and tried his best to show his strength.

"Not bad." Qiu Yan nodded and glanced at Hu Ye.

The latter did not show any joy. Hu Ye understood that such a question was not difficult, and anyone who had a little research on historians could answer it. The reason why he could answer the first was undoubtedly because he was fully focused.

Following this, Qiu Yan continued: "Although Emperor Guangwu's real dragon bloodline, he is a devastating person among the descendants of Taizu of Dayan. His situation is no different from that of poor families, but he can succeed in the end."

This poor family immediately made the poor students here pay attention to this sentence.

Hu Ye said: "After all, Guangwu is a true dragon bloodline, and his luck is far beyond ordinary people. He once traveled to the capital and entered the Imperial College for his studies. Compared to this, he was a world of difference with the poor son." This time, he not only seized the opportunity, but also showed his erudition, but also suppressed the poor family, and felt quite satisfied.

At this time, Zhang Shun frowned and replied, "The true dragon's bloodline has a long and charming spirit. This is natural, but in terms of favor, how can it be compared to the Great Yan royal family and prince at that time. In terms of luck, these people are even more powerful, so why did they make Guangwu successful? It can be seen that he can seize the opportunity and take advantage of the situation. The fate of heaven may not only fall on the heads of the high-sected sects."

The two of them were talking and talking, with gunpowder all over the place, and their literary thoughts were also colliding in the void, blooming sparks of thought.

Qiu Yan said at this time: "There are many lucky people, and there are many people who seize the opportunity, but at most they become rich and officials, or achieve a temporary reputation. How many people can turn into carp into dragons and revive the dynasty? Moreover, Emperor Guangwu himself may not be able to stand out with all his literary and military strategies, so how can he stand out?" Only great scholars and masters dare to say this. If there is no beginning, how dare others evaluate the emperor?

However, with this sentence, the others remembered that Qiu Yan responded to Zhang Shun's question and talked about the Lord of the Dayan Revival, so he restrained his thoughts and listened with his ears.

Just listen to Qiu Yan spit out eight words—

"Select someone according to your heart."

PS: Thanks for the reward of "playing and pulling down"!
Chapter completed!