The Path of the Sage

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Fang Yun slowly took his hand away, but Nunu reacted quickly and held his hand with her small paws, then wrapped her furry tail around his wrist, not letting him move.

”Ying ying… ” Nunu pleaded softly.

Fang Yun smiled and put his hand on her head.

Nunu resumed her happy expression and closed her eyes, enjoying the moment.

He Yunong asked, ”Is this a male fox? ”

”I think it ’s female, ” Fang Yun said.

”Then why does she like being called Brother Fox? ”

”I call you Brother He, and she likes it.
She doesn ’t understand anything, really. ”

”Ying ying! ” Nunu protested immediately, as if to say, ”Don ’t talk bad about me! ”

Fang Yun and He Yunong laughed.

The two of them arrived at the clan school in the carriage.
When they entered the classroom, the teachers greeted Fang Yun with smiles, but each one seemed unnatural, as if they wanted to say something but were too embarrassed to speak up.
They all wanted someone else to speak first.

He Yunong cleared his throat and said, ”Fang Yun is worth at least ten taels of silver now.
You should all be more respectful. ”

The child scholar teachers could only return to their seats, unhappy.

At eight fifteen, Fang Yun entered the classroom as usual, but Nunu stood shyly at the door, looking inside curiously.

”Little dog! ”

”It ’s a cat! ”

”It ’s clearly a fox! ”

”Shh, be quiet and pay attention to class! ”

The students glanced at Nunu a few times and then ignored her, because there were more important things waiting for them.A child couldn ’t help but shout, ”Mr.
Fang, please teach us how to write poetry! ”

”Yes, we want to write beautiful parallel prose like ’Inscription of the Dilapidated House ’. ”

”Mm-hmm! ” Many children nodded vigorously, their eyes full of anticipation.

Fang Yun was surprised, ”Even you know about it? ”

A child immediately said, ”A high-ranking official came to my house this morning as a guest! He said that I should try to get first place in the next exam and ask you to personally write ’Inscription of the Dilapidated House. ’ Don ’t worry, Mr.
Fang, I won ’t ask for it.
Such a good thing shouldn ’t be given to just anyone. ”

”Right! My dad said that if we ask for poems, that ’s fine, but if we ask for your ’Inscription of the Dilapidated House, ’ it will shorten your lifespan.
We should know our limits as human beings. ”

The children all agreed.

”Very well, it seems that teaching you the ’Three Character Classic ’ wasn ’t in vain.
So today, let ’s continue with the ’Three Character Classic ’. ” Fang Yun said.

”Ah… ” The children sighed in unison.

”Mr.
Fang, please teach us how to write poetry. ”

”Yes, it ’s fine to teach the ’Three Character Classic ’ a day later. ”

The little fox on the side turned her eyes but didn ’t jump onto Fang Yun ’s body.
Instead, she sat obediently at the door, looking up at Fang Yun like the other students.

Fang Yun smiled and asked, ”Do you really want to learn how to write poetry from me? ”

Before the students could answer, the little fox suddenly raised her front paws and called out in a crisp voice, ”Ying ying! Ying ying! ”

The students burst into laughter.

”Even the little fox wants to listen to your poetry, so you should agree. ”

”Yes, Mr.
Fang. ”

Fang Yun said unkindly to the little fox, ”You ’re not allowed to interrupt during class! ”

The little fox immediately covered her mouth with her paws, blinked hard, and made many children secretly laugh.

Fang Yun pondered for a moment and realized that although there were books on phonology in this era, they were not suitable for teaching these children.
Then he thought of enlightenment books such as ”Rhyming Dictionary, ” ”Training Parallel Sentences, ” and ”Lingua Magistrate ’s Rhyme Book. ” After comparing them, he found that ”Lingua Magistrate ’s Rhyme Book ” was the easiest to understand, so he made a choice.

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Fang Yun said, ”To write poetry and parallel prose, you must first learn phonology and parallelism.
It cannot be done in one step.
So, I happen to be compiling ’Rhyming Dictionary ’ at home, and I ’ll teach you a little bit first.
If you like it, we can continue teaching the rest later. ”

”Thank you, Mr.
Fang! ” The students thanked him in unison.

The little fox couldn ’t help but wag her tail.

Fang Yun said, ”Let ’s start with the ’Dong ’ rhyme.
Listen carefully: ’Tian ’ matches with ’Di, ’ ’Yu ’ matches with ’Feng, ’ ’Da Lu ’ matches with ’Chang Kong. ’ ’Shan Hua ’ matches with ’Hai Shu, ’ ’Chi Ri ’ matches with ’Cang Qiong. ’ ’Lei Yin Yin, ’ ’Wu Meng Meng. ’ ’Ri Xia ’ matches with ’Tian Zhong. ’ ”

After reciting it, Fang Yun asked, ”Who remembers it? Raise your hand. ”

Five children raised their hands, and the other children looked at them enviously.

Fang Yun said, ”Yue Yunpeng, stand up and recite it. ”

The little chubby boy named Yue Yunpeng immediately stood up and said loudly, ”Tian matches with Di, Yu matches with Feng, Da Lu matches with Chang Kong.
Shan Hua matches with Hai Shu, Chi Ri matches with Cang Qiong.
Lei Yin Yin, Wu Meng Meng.
Ri Xia matches with Tian Zhong. ”

”Good.
Now I ’ll say a line, and you follow me.
Tian matches with Di. ”

”Tian matches with Di. ”

”Ying ying ying! ” The little fox ’s voice was mixed in, not only not hindering the children ’s memory but also adding a wonderful rhythm.

Fang Yun smiled and glanced at the little fox, then continued, ”Yu matches with Feng. ”

”Yu matches with Feng. ”

”Ying ying ying! ” The little fox was encouraged and became even happier, continuing to make sounds with the children.

”Da Lu matches with Chang Kong… ”

Fang Yun, the little fox, and the children ’s voices echoed in the classroom.All the children were attracted by the rhyming verses that were as catchy as the ”Three Character Classic ”, and they fantasized about making a national poem one day, so they recited it loudly, more enthusiastically than when they learned the ”Three Character Classic ”.

Soon, the dean of the clan school, Fang Jingtang, and the other teachers were attracted by the unfamiliar voices outside the door.

Fang Jingtang stroked his beard and sighed lightly, ”Fang Yun teaches with fox rhymes, and it will surely become a masterpiece for generations to come. ”

The other teachers nodded along, and He Yunong looked solemn and whispered, ”Fang Yun ’s teaching of this kind of musical rhythm may overturn the entire system of Mongolian education, and in the future, it could increase our nation ’s war poetry by several times. ”