Chapter 286: 286: Three Character Classic, Who is Wang Yinglin? (One)

Chapter 286 Chapter 286: Who is Wang Yinglin? (One)
Feng Jin has always considered herself a noble son of the family, a good tutor, and would not make rude behaviors under normal circumstances.
Until he knew Jiang Yanji.
He coughed and flushed his cheeks. He adjusted his manners in a little embarrassment, and cleaned up the messy "crime scene" in front of him, with a slightly embarrassed expression.
"Lanting, Mr. Yuan Jing is a master respected by the world, how can you do this ..."
Speaking of which, Feng Jin couldn't say anything. He found that he couldn't find a proper word in his brain.
Jiang Yanji shook his lips and said, "Isn't it just a joke, just a different way of narrative, not to deliberately discredit him, what are you so old-fashioned? Maybe I'll throw this speech in front of Mr. Yuan Jing, even he himself will Agree. "
Feng Jin sighed as if he wanted to talk about the fallacy, but he really couldn't speak of the man in front of him.
"Mr. Yuan Jing has a broad mind, naturally he will not care about you as a junior." Feng Jin said.
Because of a severe hand injury, his right hand will not be able to write for a period of time. Unfortunately, he missed the opportunity for this assessment, so he has been very relaxed recently. Jiang Yanji took him to play chess or chat to pass the time to avoid He was cranky.
Regardless of being a Hanmen student or a clergyman, the big guys have been studying hard for many years, just to go straight to the sky.
Feng Jin didn't show it on her face, but she certainly wasn't so free and easy.
Feng Jin knows the kindness of Jiang Yanji.
"what are you doing?"
After a fight, Jiang Yanji ordered Tayue to prepare a table and put it in the courtyard, and a large pile of cut bamboo paper lay on it quietly.
"Secret, anyway, idle is idle. Playing chess with you, your mind is not on the chess surface at all, boring."
Jiang Yanji knelt down on a bamboo slump and stepped on his sleeves slightly to help her grind ink.
Feng Jin heard Jiang Yanji pierce his absent-minded state, with a little embarrassment on his face, and immediately converged and shifted the topic.
"Secret? The task left by Uncle Liu?"
As the chief assessor, Liu Ye went to the exam room early to prepare. In order to avoid suspicion, he will not return until the assessment is over.
According to Feng Jin's thinking, Liu Yan valued Jiang Yanji so much, and he would definitely grab her studies, leaving some homework quite normal.
Jiang Yanji said, "No, I'm writing about Mr. Cheng's collection."
Mr. Cheng, referring to Cheng Yi.
She had previously made a sale with Cheng Ye. She provided good bamboo paper, and Cheng Ye copied a copy of her collection from her, but who made Cheng Ye collect so many Tablets, not only tens of thousands of volumes, etc. After he finished copying, he said he had to wait a year or two.
Jiang Yanji can't wait that long, but she is now free and she can do things better.
The more you integrate into this era, the more things Jiang Yanji sees and the deeper she understands.
It is true that there are too many places in the ancient times that make her uncomfortable, backward in technology, illiterate, savage customs, sexism ... but it is undeniable that there are also bright spots in this era, such as the wisdom accumulated by previous generations .
She looked through a lot of military art collections, and found that many of the concepts in it were very consistent with what she learned, some seemingly superficial, but the essence was very similar. You must know that her past and this ancient era are separated by at least 10,000 years!
Jiang Yanji slowly reconciled her contempt, changed her attitude, and seriously studied it.
If not, she wouldn't have had to spend a lot of time and time to collect books.
"At the beginning of human beings, nature is good; is similar, habits are far apart; Gou doesn't teach, is moving ..." Feng Jin sat aside and saw her write down these sentences. Thinking back, she didn't seem to have a familiar memory, but The words were short and succinct, and there was a profound truth in his reading. He couldn't help but brighten his eyes and asked, "Who wrote this again? Its text is popular, easy to remember, and interesting."
Feng Jin asked like this, floating across a pile of barrage on the virtual screen.
[Old driver Lian Meng]: Feng Jin, this is the content of the Three Character Classic, an ancient enlightenment textbook in Huaguo.
[Musician Zhuge Qinmo]: The Three Character Classic was written by Wang Yinglin in the Song Dynasty. You said that you did not know who Wang Yinglin was.
[Furry fur bag]: After checking Du Niang, the author of The Three Character Classic is Wang Yinglin.
[Nongfushanquan is a little overhanging]: In the Song Dynasty, Wang Yinglin, but Feng Jin's youth did not have the Song Dynasty at all?
In fact, according to the analysis of some great gods, the current era of the anchor is somewhat similar to the Wei, Jin, and North and South.
In addition to the answer, a barrage such as "... does n’t teach, the father is over; the teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy ..."
The content is messy and varied. If Jiang Yanji's memory is extremely strong, I am afraid that he will be fainted.
Facing Feng Jin's problem, Jiang Yanji dropped his eyes, took a look at the barrage, and wrote down.
"I don't know, the characters in the book are already inexhaustible, I just copied it when I found it interesting."
The style of the live broadcast today is a bit wrong, and it is as lively as a holiday.
When Jiang Yanji said that she wanted to copy some books suitable for enlightenment, and asked them if they had any good suggestions, the audience in the entire live broadcast room was boiling. They did n’t know the ancient classics, but Du Niang must know that a search can install Daru in front of the anchor. !!
As a result, Jiang Yanji wrote three big characters on the first page of the book, and the author wrote "Anonymous".
The reason why she didn't write the original author was because she didn't want anyone to study who the legendary Wang Yinglin was.
So, how does she know who Wang Yinglin is?
Feng Jin's answer to Jiang Yanji was not surprised. Cheng Ye's large boxes were too many. He also looked at them from afar. The tablets inside were neatly arranged, showing the owner's intentions, but many ancient books were incomplete, more Not to mention who the author is.
"... Meng Meng, choose a neighbourhood ... Is this about Meng Meng's three moves?"
Feng Jin watched without blinking, and many of the short and clever words in it came from allusions familiar to others.
The story of Meng's mother moving three times is known to every reader, but it is unheard of to sum up in a few words like this.
Faintly, Feng Jin felt that there was a hint of strangeness in her heart, but she disappeared too quickly and did not grasp the feeling.
Jiang Yanji frowned, and complained, "You've made me noise."
Feng Jin frowned, silently, and sat side by side.
Good, so much quieter.
Jiang Yanji continued to transcribe, and the audience in the live room also helped her find various versions of annotations, but they were not copied and pasted from a web page at all, which caused the content sent out to be very messy. Several pieces of bamboo paper.
Some viewers helped Jiang Yanji with enthusiasm, and naturally there were audiences watching the drama.
[Nongfushanquan is a little overhanging]: I think the anchor can be free from vulgarity, not plagiarism, but I don't want you to go through the routine.
→ _ → Although the system is very unreliable, the audience in the live room is still reliable at some point.
(End of this chapter)