Chapter 271 Teaching Disciples
Next to the large courtyard that serves as the campus, there is a small courtyard, which is where Feng Yong and others live in Nanxiang.
“Disciple has met Mr.
When Feng Yong and his party sat down in the hall, two young gentlemen, one big and one small, came forward and saluted Feng Yong.
The older one is Wei Rong and the younger one is Fu Qian.
“Yes,” Feng Yong responded and looked at Fu Qian carefully.
Fu Qian, who has been famous for generations, is still a little kid. He received Feng Yong's response. After getting up, he looked at Feng Yong curiously and cautiously.
Wei Rong next to him handed over a bowl of water. Fu Qian took it, walked up and offered it to Feng Yong, "Sir, please drink some water."
"good."
Feng Yong took it and took a sip before putting down the water bowl.
Fu Qian watched Feng Yong drink water, and then his tense mood relaxed.
Although he knew that Feng Langjun had promised to accept him as his disciple, he did not get a personal commitment in person, and the matter was not settled in one day.
Now that he saw that his husband was willing to take the water he brought and drink it, it meant that the relationship between the two of them as master and disciple was established, and he was finally relieved of his worries.
“Fu Qian.”
“The disciple is here.”
Fu Qian replied in a childish voice.
“Are you still used to it in Nanxiang these days?”
“Thank you, sir, for your concern. Although there are many differences between this place and Jincheng, the disciple has been studying hard.”
Feng Yong said with a smile, “That’s because I’m not used to it yet.”
Fu Qian's face turned slightly red, he lowered his head and said, "I dare not hide this from you, sir. I'm not used to it."
“What are you not used to? Is it the food or the accommodation you’re not used to?”
"None of them." Fu Qian raised his head, shook his head and said, "Sir, it's just that the disciples found that there are many things here that are different from Jincheng, and they can't understand them, so they are not used to it."
"You are now considered my disciple. Teacher, so I teach you and solve my doubts. If you don't understand something, please tell me."
“Sir, why are some people allowed to enter the school here, but others not? The disciple also talked to those outside the school and found that the people in the school were the same as them before they came in.”
Three years old is considered old, seven years old is considered old.
When Fu Qian asked this question, Feng Yong knew that the reason why he was deceived by Jiang Shu in the future was not without reason - he was too upright.
“Okay, today I will tell you why. Let’s call it the first lesson I teach you.”
“Disciples listen respectfully to your teachings.”
Fu Qian quickly lowered his hands and said.
“It doesn’t have to be so formal. There are not so many rules here.”
Feng Yong waved his hand and leaned back in his chair, "The first lesson I teach you is the human heart."
“The human heart is unpredictable, and it is even more greedy than insufficient. I will tell you a story today, which is called fighting rice to cultivate kindness, and stone rice to cultivate hatred.”
"In ancient times, there was a rich man and a poor man living together. One year, God brought disaster. The poor man had no harvest and could only wait to starve to death. Since the rich man had a surplus of food at home, he sent a liter of rice to the poor man. Urgent."
"So the poor family regarded the rich man as their savior. After the most difficult time was over, the poor man went to express his gratitude. As the two chatted, the poor man accidentally said that his family had not yet secured food for next year. "
“The rich man was so happy that he received the poor man’s thanks and gave another bucket of rice to the poor man.”
"Who would have thought that when the poor took the rice home, their family members said that since the rich were so rich, why couldn't they give more? This bushel of rice is not enough for farming next year."
After Feng Yong finished speaking, he paused for a while and then continued, "From this incident, we can see that if you help others when they are in the most difficult time, they will be grateful to you."
"But if you keep helping him for no reason, he will become more and more greedy, and even take it for granted. If one day your help to him does not satisfy his greed, then he will hate you instead."
“This is the human heart and human nature.”
“So whether it’s the Han people or the Hu people, we can help them when they are about to starve to death and freeze to death, but when they recover, if they still want something better, let us do it ourselves. Work hard. Got it?”
Everyone in the hall was silent, not even breathing heavily.
Zhao Guang and others were in shock, and they were all thinking to themselves, brother, are you teaching the art of slaying dragons?
Fu Qian, a little kid, how could he be so good and capable that he could make his brother look at him with such special eyes?
“Sir, do you mean that the reason those people failed to enter the school is because they didn’t work hard enough?”
“It’s not them, it’s their parents who don’t work hard enough. I have set the requirements for them to enter the school. Most people can achieve it as long as they work hard. It just depends on whether their parents are willing.”
Fu Qian nodded as if he understood.
"It doesn't matter if you don't understand it now. Just remember what I said today. You will understand it when you see it more in the future."
Feng Yong touched the tiger-headed Fu Qian and said with a smile.
"Yes, sir."
"After joining my sect, if you want to learn what the teacher has learned, you must first lay a good foundation. Pinyin is the foundation of literacy. And arithmetic is the most basic requirement. Pinyin and literacy, follow your senior brother, and arithmetic will follow. Amei learns.”
Wei Rong can read quickly and is a talented person.
Amei learns things the fastest and is a genius.
“Is it Mrs. Mei?”
Fu Qian asked.
Mei…Master’s wife?
Feng Tubao was stunned.
Then he couldn't help but turned his head and glanced at Amei, when did this girl get this title?
Amei, who was standing sideways, blushed slightly and lowered her head, not daring to look at Feng Yong.
Feng Tubolo glanced at Guan Ji again subconsciously, and Guan Ji glanced over slightly.
Feng Tubao, who had an extremely strong desire to survive, his mind raced, and he immediately corrected Fu Qian's childish words seriously, "Have you forgotten what I just taught you? Master, that's why I teach you and resolve your doubts."
“Anyone who can teach you knowledge is considered your husband, so you should call him Mr. Mei!”
“Yes, I will obey your teacher’s teachings.”
"Whether you want to study literature or martial arts in the future, you must learn literacy and the most basic arithmetic well. This is the rule in our school."
Feng Yong did not let Fu Qian continue the question, "If you want to practice martial arts, go find the most beautiful Lady Guan. Her martial arts skills are amazing. Remember to call her Mr. Guan."
Feng Tibi gave Guan Ji a small flattery, then pointed at Zhao Guang and said, "You can also find that Zhao Langjun, his archery is very good."
"yes."
Fu Qian responded one by one, looked at Feng Yong, and hesitated to speak.
"anymore question?"
“Sir, what do you want to teach your disciples?”
"Me? If others can't answer your question, you can come and ask me. Or when you have learned the basics and figured out what you want to learn, you can come and tell me."
“Disciple understands.”
(End of this chapter)