The Qin Dynasty opened the Hengqu Four Sentences, sweeping away all the schools of thought

"The Master said: Isn't it right to learn and practice it over time? Isn't it a joy to have friends from far away? Isn't it a gentleman if a person doesn't get confused if he doesn't know?"

Su Xuan was walking on the corridor in the backyard of Xiaoshengxianzhuang when he heard the catchy sound of reading from afar.

This is the Confucian Wendao Academy, where dozens of children are reciting in unison, their voices are uniform and the academic atmosphere is strong.

Xiaoshengxianzhuang covers a very large area, covering thousands of acres.

The pavilions and towers are arranged in an orderly manner, with clear levels and neat layout.

The manor is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with beautiful scenery. Everything you see is colorful, with lush green pines and cypresses, fiery red maples, clear blue lakes, fish swimming around, rockery trees and winding paths. It is like a landscape painting, beautiful beyond words.

The story of Mencius' mother moving three times fully illustrates the importance of the learning environment.

Just imagine, in such a learning environment and atmosphere, no matter how badly you study, how bad can it be?

Su Xuan was filled with emotion. Fortunately, he had been successfully accepted into Xiaoshengxian Manor. Otherwise, he would be in some remote corner now.

Maybe he is begging or doing hard labor on the streets of Linzi.

As for the system? It didn't exist before he became his disciple. It suddenly appeared after he learned the Confucian Qi Refining Technique.

"I've met senior brother."

He met many Confucian disciples along the way, and they all bowed to him.

Su Xuan nodded slightly in response.

In the beginning, whenever a Confucian disciple greeted him, he would bow and smile in return, but there were so many Confucian disciples that his smile soon became stiff.

This kind of life lasted for three or five days, and he no longer cared about etiquette.

As long as you have a sincere heart and know what's going on, that's enough. Why bother about red tape?

Don’t Buddhists also say that wine and meat pass through the intestines but remain in the Buddha’s heart?

As long as he has Confucius in his heart, he will have no worries about a little etiquette.

Su Xuan walked along the stone bridge and arrived at a bamboo forest in just a few moments.

In the center of the bamboo forest, an old man sits upright on a bluestone pier, looking clear-headed and handsome, with an air of an immortal, fully displaying the image of a Confucian hermit.

"You've come at the right time. Let's play a game of chess." Master Xun waved at Su Xuan, asking him to sit down quickly. A smile appeared on his originally serious face.

"Hello, senior brother." Li Si stood up, bowed to Su Xuan, and stood respectfully behind Master Xun.

Only my senior brother could be treated so specially by the teacher.

The teacher has always had a strange temper and a strict personality. Even Fu Nian, the head of Confucianism, would sometimes be scolded by him. On the other hand, every time Su Xuan got along with the teacher, it was a happy scene.

This made him envious.

At the beginning, he was jealous of Su Xuan because of the teacher's special treatment, but as time went on, this jealousy gradually turned into admiration.

My senior brother not only has a broad mind and extraordinary bearing, but he can learn anything quickly and can even master and apply what he has learned without the guidance of a teacher.

Even though I asked him for advice many times, he never showed any impatience, but instead taught me diligently.

During these four years, I have actually received a lot of kindness and care from him.

"Teacher, you have a very elegant mood every day. If I can have such a life when I am as old as you in the future, I will be content." Su Xuan walked straight to Master Xun and sat opposite him.

Faced with Master Xun's anxious mood, he was not in a hurry. He poured himself a cup of tea first. Seeing the steam coming out of it, he took two sips to make sure the water temperature was right before drinking it all in one gulp.

"You bad disciple! You didn't even pour a cup for your teacher before drinking tea." Master Xun scolded with a smile.

"Teacher, I rushed here non-stop after practicing swordplay, without even taking a breath. My sincere heart is witnessed by the sun and the moon, and the heaven and earth know it."

"Teacher is a man of both virtue and talent. He has always been able to see the big picture from the details. I believe he has already felt my feelings." Su Xuan talked freely without any restraint.

Although he said this, he did not stop and picked up the teacup to pour a cup of tea for Master Xun.

"You only know how to say some crooked things. I don't know who taught you that." Master Xun snorted coldly, but there was no sign of anger on his face. Instead, he picked up the teacup happily and said, "Guess first."

Su Xuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

This old man may seem serious, but once you get to know him, you'll find that he's very easy to get along with.

Perhaps because he was an elder of the Confucian school, he was extremely concerned about his reputation and always let Su Xuan guess when playing Go. However, he was also very concerned about the outcome and winning or losing.

Master Xun casually grabbed a handful of black pieces, held them in his hand, and looked at Su Xuan with a sharp gaze.

Su Xuan shook his head secretly with some amusement.

With his eyesight and experience, he could already see clearly whether the chess pieces were odd or even.

He deliberately said an odd number, but the number of black pieces turned out to be even.

Master Xun was secretly delighted, but he pretended to be serious and did not show any sign of it.

"Teacher, please." Su Xuan smiled and pushed the black chess box over.

As we all know, in Go, if the black player moves first, he will have certain advantages.

But Su Xuan didn't care. He had mastered the Go level to the maximum, and even if Alpha were alive, he would not be his opponent, let alone Master Xun?

In his opinion, the most buggy function of the system is not the rewards for signing in, but the proficiency panel. For any skill, as long as he keeps practicing, he can reach the limit of human beings.

He has mastered the six arts of calligraphy, painting, chess, and even some skills in daily life to the maximum level.

What’s more interesting is that because he read Confucian classics thoroughly, he obtained an entry called “like a spring breeze”.

But for some reason these things were not displayed in the system, only a system email was sent.

It was because of his good eyesight that he discovered the system email icon and received the reward.

I have to say, this icon is really small and you can't see it at all if you don't pay attention.

After Master Xun made his move, Su Xuan followed without any hesitation.

White chess, Tianyuan.

"Is heaven and earth united again?" Master Xun muttered to himself, his expression suddenly becoming solemn.

When he first started playing chess with Su Xuan, he didn't take it seriously when he encountered this kind of move.

But he soon found out that he was wrong.

Whether it was the next game, the next two games, or the tenth game, he would lose without a doubt.

He spent more than half a year studying this chess situation before he finally understood the underlying principles.

Starting with Tianyuan, it seems easy to fail, but no matter how the chess game changes, the word Tianyuan can always play a supporting role and connect the overall situation, just like all the land under heaven belongs to the king. He follows the way of the emperor. His chess style seems peaceful, but in fact it is extremely domineering. Often, one will not notice any clues and will be led by the opponent to complete the overall situation.

I don't even know how I lost.