A Clash of Gods

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Jiang Suiyun saw Yang Ningyun's confidence in the breeze and light wind, and he was really awkward in his heart, but he thought again, that he could go to heaven without giving birth to wings, which is undoubtedly a fool.

Of course, he also knows that those who practice light skills can fly over the wall and walk three feet away from the ground, but it is certainly not the same as heaven.

Yang Ning followed everyone to Qiong Linju to listen to school. In fairness, he really had a little learning mentality.

Zhuo Qingyang is a contemporary great Confucian, and Yang Ning also sees that he appreciates Jiang Suiyun's disciple. Although Yang Ning does not like Jiang Suiyun, but he wants to be a disciple of a famous teacher, Jiang Suiyun should still be a little real Only learn.

After he came to this time and space, although he gradually adapted, he did not really integrate from the bones. Since he had the opportunity to come to this academy and have talents to lecture, he might as well listen to it. Integrate into this era system.

But the result disappointed him.

Whether Jiang Suiyun really learned Yang Ning does n’t know, but what he said today is that he is just making up some weird and unremarkable stories to appear outstanding. Such lectures, of course, are no longer necessary to continue listening.

Yang Ning was also polite. He made a bet on the gamble, and then arched his hand to Zhuo Qingyang. Under the eyes of everyone, he went out of Qiong Linju.

In fact, I met Xiaoyao at this Qionglin Academy today. When my old friends met, Yang Ning was originally in a good mood, but after half a class, Jiang Suiyun and Su Zixuan were like two flies, which made Yang Ning's mood worse. I really don't want to stay in Qionglin Academy.

After a few steps, I thought that I hadn't greeted Xiaoyao and paused, but I thought it would be inappropriate to say hello in the past, but since Xiaoyao is studying here, I always have the opportunity to meet and even send. Duan Canghai inquired about Xiaoyao's family history. For Duan Canghai, it should not be difficult.

After ten more steps, Zhuo Qingyang heard the voice from behind: "Wait!"

Yang Ning stopped and turned his head, only to see Zhuo Qingyang walking quickly. Yang Ning wondered whether he would disturb Jiang Suiyun's lectures. Come to trouble yourself now?

But he still very respectfully said: "Mr. Zhuo!"

Zhuo Qingyang walked in front of Yang Ning, caressed his beard, and looked at Yang Ning up and down carefully. His expression was like a play. Yang Ning was a little uncomfortable, suddenly embarrassed, and said with a smile: "Mr. ... what do you advise? "

Zhuo Qingyang raised his finger to a hexagonal pavilion not far away, and said, "Go sit there and sit down." Without saying much, he carried his hands on his back and walked away.

Yang Ning naturally refused. He could only walk into the hexagonal pavilion. There was a round stone table in the hall with four stone piers on all sides. Zhuo Qingyang sat down and pointed to the opposite road: "You too Sit down. "

Yang Ning hesitated and finally sat down opposite Zhuo Qingyang.

"There is suspicion about any undetermined things, and then try my best to discover the truth ...!" Zhuo Qingyang sighed: "Qining, the old man looks down on you."

Yang Ning knew that he must not be entrusted in front of this erudite Confucian scholar, and was busy: "It's junior nonsense, sir ...!"

"If such nonsense can tell such truth, aren't you already a saint?" Zhuo Qingyang rarely smiled in front of Yang Ning, and then he looked serious and asked, "What did you just say?" Those people, what Thucydides, what Ali ... Um, the old man asked you, who are these people? "

Yang Ning thought that the old boy seemed to have come to the bottom. He had not controlled it before, and his brain said some theories beyond the scope of this era. At this time, when he was alone with Zhuo Qingyang, he should naturally be more cautious. After thinking for a while, he said: "Like Mr., they are all scholars."

He knew in his heart that although Zhuo Qingyang was a Hongru, he was obviously far less than any of the names he mentioned earlier.

"Overseas scholars?"

Yang Ning nodded.

"Have you seen them?" Zhuo Qingyang asked.

Yang Ning shook his head.

"How do you know the names of these people?" Zhuo Qingyang slightly doubted.

Yang Ning just smiled and didn't explain.

Zhuo Qingyang only thought that Yang Ning did not want to reveal that he nodded slightly and asked thoughtfully: "You just said that there are various disciplines, what does philosophy mean?"

Yang Ning suddenly looked a bit big, but he couldn't help answering, so he said daringly: "Philosophy is a discipline overseas, it is very complicated to say, actually ... let's just say that, philosophy has been asking a few The question, who am I, where do I come from, and where do I go? These are the questions that philosophy needs to answer. "

Zhuo Qingyang froze, muttering: "Who am I? Where do I come from? Where do I go?"

Yang Ning thought, wouldn't the old man really start thinking about these issues?

It didn't take long for Zhuo Qingyang to raise his head and asked, "The old man has something to do with you."

"Mr. Zhuo is polite, he has nothing to say, but it doesn't matter." Yang Ning said immediately: "If the juniors can do it, naturally go all out."

Zhuo Qingyang nodded slightly, and Fu Xu smiled: "You also said that these girls are not easy to study in the academy. Now in the academy, even the old man, there are only four gentlemen." He sighed: "You have also seen. The few of us, the youngest, are all in their 60s, and the other three old men are not in good health, and one of them is taught by illness ... ...! "

Yang Ning frowned: "Teaching with illness? Mr. Zhuo, forgiving juniors to speak bluntly, with the qualifications and prestige of Mr., it is not difficult to find a few gentlemen to teach, it is not difficult, why ...?"

"On the contrary." Zhuo Qingyang shook his head and said: "These old gentlemen in the academy are all old friends who were young and familiar. When they went to the academy to teach, they all looked at the old man's face. The old man was not afraid to tell you They could n’t get a few silvers in the college every few months, and they did n’t lack money. They only looked at the old man ’s face, and then they shared the same boat with the old man. Qionglin Academy ’s reputation is far more than the praise. Sound, since the first day of Qionglin Academy, I do n’t know how many people are insulting in the back, and some people even secretly call the old man for being old, do n’t have the heart, hey, since the old man has done these things, he has never cared about others. the opinion of."

Yang Ning respectfully said, "A person who does something very special will always attract criticism. If you care about this, you care about that, then you can't do anything without it."

Zhuo Qingyang apparently took Yang Ning's words seriously and clapped with a smile: "Not bad, whatever he said, just do it yourself." Then frowned: "Although the old man doesn't care about those words, the old man's knowledgeable friends Fearless to follow the old man, but not everyone has this courage. In fact, in the past few years, the old man has also written a few letters, inviting some wise scholars to come to the professor of Qionglin Academy, although there are different ways to answer Different, but in the end no one is willing to enter the college. "

Yang Ning originally thought that the students in Qionglin Academy were young and beautiful, and Yingyingyan language should be a place where many people wanted to flock in, but only then knew that this was not the case, Qionglin Academy was different, but Because it is different, it is not easy to survive.

"The old man knows what they think." Zhuo Qingyang sighed: "In the eyes of many people, entering the Qionglin Academy to be taught is for the sake of the old, not for the purpose, and many scribes cherish their reputation, even the old man. It didn't help to come forward. Afterwards, the old man simply gave up the idea. In the past two years, he thought about whether he could train female disciples with outstanding academic knowledge and inherit the incense from Qionglin Academy. "

"Sir, this is a good idea." Yang Ning said immediately: "Mr. Nv teaches female students, naturally no one will have nonsense."

"However, it is not easy to train a knowledgeable disciple, and the old man has only felt that he is old in recent years. I did not think of this layer before, but now it is quite hasty." Zhuo Qingyang was only silent, only said: "Qining, the old man wants to invite you to teach in this college, would you like to?"

Yang Ning hadn't responded for a while, "Ah," he asked, "What does sir say?"

"The old man wants you to help Qionglin Academy, don't know what to do?" Zhuo Qingyang stared at Yang Ning's eyes. "Of course, the old man didn't let you stay in the academy all the time. I only hope you can draw two to three days a month. Time, to give lectures to the children in the college, if so, the old man would be grateful! "

Yang Ning opened his mouth and blindfolded for a while.

He could not think of it anyway, Zhuo Qingyang would make such a request.

"You ... are you unwilling?" Zhuo Qingyang saw that Yang Ning was not speaking, and was somewhat lost in his eyes.

Yang Ning regained his mind and said aloud: "Mr. loves the juniors really can't think of it. Sir, if you can help the sorrows of the juniors, the juniors are of course obligated. It ’s just that ... ... Mr. Do n’t get me wrong, the juniors are afraid of anything, but they ’re not afraid of others telling me gossip behind their backs, ha ha ha, anyway, the reputation of the juniors is not so good, it ’s just ...! "

Zhuo Qingyang smiled heartily and said, "You don't have to think about it too much. You said in the book hall today that it's already very good. You should teach according to your own methods without any rules and regulations. Even if you only learn a little, you don't have to Self-humility, according to the old man, you are hidden. "

Yang Ning thought that I did not hide it, but after all, I had hundreds of years of experience ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ There is still some ink in my belly.

"Sir, actually I want to ask you a question." Yang Ning thought for a moment, and finally asked: "We just said on the stage, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"Ridiculous? Why is it ridiculous?" Zhuo Qingyang shook his head: "You also said that what you see with your eyes is not necessarily true. You need to do your best to find the truth. The old man will not say that the square moon Jiang Suiyun said is false. , And it wo n’t say that your galaxy is real, but you all have the right to speak, who is true and who is false, and the old man wants them to think for themselves. "

Yang Ning thought that Hongru was Hongru after all, and his knowledge was indeed different from that of ordinary people. After thinking for a while, he said: "Since Mr. Zhuo has spoken, if I am more verbose, it would seem hypocritical, but the younger generation can speak first. The meeting will open the air, and may say something very strange. Then, do n’t blame me, sir.

Zhuo Qingyang clapped his hands and said with a smile: "The old man also said the word first. The stranger you say, the more happy the old man is, depending on how much goods are in your stomach." He got up and said, "We'll do that. Now, take three days a month to come and give lectures.

Yang Ning also got up and said, "The horse is hard to chase!" But he felt a little unbelievable in his heart. When he came to Qionglin Academy, he was hired as a visiting professor at Qionglin Academy. He didn't know whether it was good or bad.

Suddenly heard the sound of Yingyan Yan language, I saw Jiang Suiyun has come out of the school, followed by a group of female students in the academy, Su Zixuan posted next to Jiang Suiyun, with a sweet smile on his face, it seems that he is still Xiang Jiang Yun asked what he was asking, Jiang Suiyun carried his hands, politely and patiently explained.

Yang Ning glanced at Zhuo Qingyang and saw that Zhuo Qingyang was also carrying his hands, looking at Jiang Suiyun, his face was dull, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.