The Little Lucky Girl

"Everyone present that day ordered ten, and the rest was divided equally between Mr. Sun from the mutton soup bun and Mr. Zheng from the spicy soup."

"What's their price?"

“It’s 10% higher than the market price.”

Dean Gu understood that the old colleagues were afraid of failure and wanted to provide a guarantee for the institute.

"I'll talk to them about the sheep, you just make the arrangements as I say."

Zheng Huan and his friends waited anxiously at home for three days, and when they found out that no one from the academy came to notify them, they knew that they had passed.

They celebrated briefly at home and climbed the mountain in high spirits the next day.

A lot of people had gathered in front of the academy, and everyone was nervously looking for their names on the list.

The freshmen were divided into three classes, A, B and C, according to their grades. Almost everyone started from Class A, where the most people gathered. However, the three were very self-aware and did not join in the fun, but went straight to the end.

As a result, Feng Xu's name was only found in Class C.

Zheng Huan and Lu Tai were surprised and hurried to look at the list of Class B.

Both of them are among them, with Lu Tai ranked in the top five and Zheng Huan also ranked in the top ten.

Feng Xu clicked his tongue and shook his head, "This class of students isn't that strong."

Ming Youyou embarrassed him, "You are already at the bottom of Class C. If others were a little stronger, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to get in."

Feng Xu disagreed, "Isn't this called luck? It's fine as long as I pass the exam. Any extra points are a waste."

But when Zheng Huan and Lu Tai separated from them and walked into Class B classroom together, and he was the only one left, Feng Xu started to panic.

He pulled Ming Youyou and said, "Do you want to go to Class C with me?"

Ming Youyou said no, "What's fun in the classroom?"

"Don't forget that Master Tao has given you a lot of homework."

"Then I can study outside," she had already planned, "I will listen to the good classes more, and I will skip the bad ones."

Feng Xu: ...envy

The classrooms of Classes A, B and C are on the same side. Ming Youyou saw that there was a big tree next to Class B, which was very comfortable to lean on, so she decided to follow Class B's progress first.

All the students had gone into the classroom, and she was the only one wandering around in the yard. She was particularly conspicuous, so people always came over to ask her what was going on.

Ming Youyou was tired of explaining, so he took out a pen and paper and wrote a line of big words and hung them on the tree: I am the relative of the mountain chief.

When the teachers passing by saw her, most of them smiled at her and walked away.

But there were one or two who stared at her for a while, then dragged her into the classroom and admonished her, "Listen carefully."

Ming Youyou felt that such a gentleman was quite scary, so she backed down and chose a seat behind Lu Tai.

As soon as the freshmen got their schedules, someone immediately shouted, "Why is there a copy of the Analects? I memorized it by heart when I was five years old, and I also learned it in elementary school."

The student next to him said disapprovingly: "If you are admitted to the Imperial College in the future, you will have to start with the Analects."

"How can you tell something interesting about this book by reading it over and over again?"

They soon found out that the gentlemen were really capable of coming up with some tricks.

Master Cen asked the crowd, "The Master said, 'If I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening.' What does this mean?"

Who wouldn't know this? Even Ming Youyou sat up straight. A student immediately responded enthusiastically: "If you understand the truth in the morning, you can die in the evening. It means that Confucius was diligent in seeking knowledge."

Master Cen smiled, "Then if you understand the truth in the morning, are you willing to die in the evening?"

The student scratched his head, "Isn't this just a metaphor?"

The Master nodded, "It's a good metaphor, but you take it too lightly."

He said: "The Analects is too concise, and the sentences in it are often just conclusions. Therefore, when we think about it, we should not only look at the sentence itself, but also look at the background and story it is related to."

"Let me ask you, where did this sentence come from?" He pointed to Zheng Huan to answer.

Zheng Huan's copying of the book was not in vain. After a brief thought, he remembered it and stood up and answered, "It is from the Analects of Confucius. Li Ren Chapter."

"That's right, so this sentence should also contain the idea of ​​'benevolence'."

"Besides, what else can 'morning' and 'evening' mean besides the time of day?" He looked at Lu Tai who was standing next to Zheng Huan.

Lu Tai frowned and thought for a moment, "Morning and evening can be compared to yin and yang. 'Chao' can also represent 'rebirth', while 'xi' represents 'passing away'."

The Master nodded and continued, "Then how do you explain the 'Tao' in 'Hearing the Tao in the Morning'?" His gaze turned to the back.

Ming Youyou was so frightened that she immediately shrank herself up and covered her head with a book, muttering silently: "Can't see me, can't see me."

Little did she know that the smaller the movements, the more likely they would attract the teacher's attention.

Master Cen tapped the book above her head with his hand, "Don't hide, it's you."

Ming Youyou looked up helplessly. She really wanted to bring out that excuse again and tell him that she was just here to make up the numbers. Could you please let her go?

Master Cen seemed to be able to read minds and actually understood. He snorted and said, "I am the boss of my class. Not to mention a little relative like you, even if the headmaster himself comes, as long as he sits down, he has to follow the rules."

Ming Youyou was at a loss this time and could only think hard about it.

She initially memorized the text in order to recharge the system. She memorized it by rote by repeating it over and over again following the system. As for the explanations, she didn't actually know them in detail.

"What is 'Tao'..." How could she know? But the teacher was waiting beside her, so she blurted out a sentence that she was very familiar with, "The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao."

Phew, the whole class was amused. I asked you to explain the "Analects of Confucius", but why did you go to the "Tao Te Ching"?

Master Cen did not laugh, but continued to ask: "Then what do you think the 'Tao' in this sentence refers to?"

Ming Youyou keenly sensed that the Master was not angry, but seemed a little satisfied. She immediately perked up, "I know this. It refers to the truth of the world, the most correct principle."

Master Cen nodded, patted her little head, and signaled that she could sit down.

Ming Youyou felt that her answer was correct, and she puffed out her chest happily, no longer acting like an ostrich.

The Master turned to the crowd and said, "Laozi and Confucius lived in a similar era, so why can't their works refer to each other? When reading, you must remember not to be pedantic. Okay, now what new understanding do you have of this sentence?"

Lu Tai thought of his grandfather's occasional insights and answered tentatively: "The self who understands the truth is like a new life, so the self who did not understand before can just pass away, and from now on act according to the new truth."

Master Cen nodded, "Yes."

Some students were puzzled, "But what I learned in elementary school is different from this."

Master Cen smiled and said, "What you have learned in the past is one opinion, and what I am teaching you today is also one opinion. You may hear more opinions in the future. Which one is the most correct depends on what you think."