After the flying boat disappeared into the night sky, Zhao Xinyue stood up and walked to Li Ping'an and said, "Master, I have one more thing to ask for when I come here this time."

Li Ping'an was still thinking about why Mr. Hua blinked at him in the end. Was it windy at night? Hearing Zhao Xinyue's question, he immediately came back to his senses and said, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Xinyue frowned slightly and said: "The Analects of Confucius is my precious Confucian sage classic, but there are many things in it that I find difficult to understand, so I would like to ask the viewer to help me clear up my confusion."

Li Ping'an laughed dryly and said: "Actually, I don't know much about The Analects of Confucius, but I can discuss it."

Zhao Xinyue said happily: "Master, you are so humble."

Li Ping'an looked at the hall next to him and said, "Let's go into the room and talk!"

"Okay~" Zhao Xinyue nodded, and the two of them walked towards the house, with Qingxue and Qingyu following behind.

Inside the room, Zhao Xinyue and Li Pingan were sitting at the dining table, and Qingxue Qingyu was sitting on the chair next to them, idly shaking their short legs.

Zhao Xinyue opened the Analects of Confucius solemnly, pointed to a sentence and asked: "Zigong said: How about being poor without flattery, and being rich without arrogance? Confucius said: That's right. It's not like being poor but happy, or being rich but being polite."

Zi Gong said: "Poetry" says: "It's like cutting, like sparring, like plowing, like grinding." What do you mean by "giving"? Zi Gong said: "Gift", only then can we talk about "Poetry", tell everyone who has gone and know what's coming.

.What is the meaning of "Poetry" in this sentence? I asked many seniors in the academy for advice, but they didn't know the origin of "Poetry"."

Li Ping'an breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that he was asking this kind of question. He thought you wanted to discuss knowledge with me! This made Pindao nervous for a while, and he said with a smile: "Poetry is the Book of Songs, which is the beginning of poetry in the ancient prehistoric period.

, the earliest poetry collection, collected 311 famous poems, so it is also called "Three Hundred Poems". It is said to be compiled by Confucius and is one of the Confucian classics. Confucius once summarized the purpose of "The Book of Songs" as "

"Innocence", and taught his disciples to read "The Book of Songs" as a standard for establishing words and deeds."

Zhao Xinyue asked excitedly: "Is there a Book of Songs in the Taoist temple?"

Li Ping'an shook his head and said, "It's not included."

"Alas~" Zhao Xinyue sighed, a deep loss flashed in her eyes, she cheered up and turned to another page and said: "Ji's family traveled to Mount Tai. The Master said to Ran You: "Nv Fu can't save me.

"?" He replied: "No." Confucius said: "Wow! Has it ever been said that Mount Tai is not as good as Lin Fang?"

Excuse me, Lord, where is Mount Tai? I have searched through geography books, but I have never found any allusions to Mount Tai."

Li Ping'an said leisurely: "Mount Tai is the first of the five mountains in the world and has a respected status. There has always been a saying that 'if Mount Tai is safe, all the world is safe', but now it has been buried with history."

Zhao Xinyue nodded silently, with longing in her eyes. What a prosperous age it must have been. With sages like Confucius and 72 talented disciples, they must have taught the world!

"Confucius said: "I can describe the rites of Xia, but Qi is not enough to conquer them; I can describe the rites of Yin, but I cannot conquer them in Song Dynasty. There are not enough documents, so I can conquer them." What is Xia in this sentence? What is Yin?

?What is Song?”

"The Xia Dynasty was the first hereditary dynasty established after the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors..."

In the bright room, Zhao Xinyue asked questions one after another, and Li Pingan answered them. Qingxue and Qingyu were doing nothing next to them. Soon after, the two women ran back to sleep.

…

In the night, a flying boat was flying across the sky. The small looking flying boat had a wide space inside, divided into several exquisite rooms. Shi Hao, Bai Xiaochun, Ning Yi and Mr. Hua were sitting in the hall inside the flying boat.

There is a crystal ball floating in front of Mr. Hua. What is reflected in the crystal ball is the scene outside the flying boat.

Mr. Hua said: "Where should we go first?"

Bai Xiaochun said confidently: "Eradicate the Sacred Moon slaves!"

Mr. Hua was speechless for a while. These were still a group of children! At the same time, he felt dissatisfied. How could the master of Sanqing Temple let three children do such a dangerous thing?

Ning Yi said respectfully: "Mr. Hua, we plan to rescue those enslaved races first, and then pacify the Holy Moon headquarters."

Mr. Hua nodded and said: "Okay!" A feeling of helplessness arose in his heart. It seemed that this time he wanted to stretch his old bones. He hadn't done anything for many years, and he actually wanted to bully some fifth-level or even lower-level kids.

There is a wasteland in the north of the Western Region. There is a huge swamp in the wasteland. In the center of the swamp is a small island. There is a group of fox monsters living on the island. The difference between this group of fox monsters and the outside world is that they can practice and transform into human forms.

, but it has no attack power and will only increase your own charm.

In the early morning, the fox monsters walked out of the burrow and began to catch food outside. The island was short of supplies, but there was a kind of swamp fish living in the swamp that could be used as food, and the quantity was very abundant.

Next to the island, groups of transformed fox demons are fishing.

A little girl with a fox tail followed a woman, squatting on a rock to fish.

The little girl looked at the woman and said sadly: "Mom, where is my sister? Was my sister taken away by a monster?"

The woman's eyes turned red, she shook her head and said, "No, Ding Ding, she went to play and will be back soon."

The little girl hugged her legs and squatted on the stone and murmured: "Really?" Looking at the endless swamp in confusion, she said: "Auntie is gone, Yaya is gone, Xiaohong is gone, and all my friends and relatives are gone.

, Mom, when will I be without you?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" The woman stretched out her arms and hugged the little girl tightly, and suddenly burst into tears.

"The devil is coming~"

"The devil is coming~" loud shouts came out.

The fox demons at the edge of the swamp were all in panic. Everyone subconsciously got up and ran towards the island.

The woman also stood up in panic, grabbed the little girl and shouted: "Run, let's run quickly."

But it was already too late. A dozen huge figures rushed out of the swamp, and landed in front of the fox demon group's escape route one after another, blocking the way. A demon landed in front of the woman and little girl, and the earth rumbled.

The woman and the little girl were frightened and fell to the ground.

The monster in front of the little girl had a crocodile head, its hands and feet were covered with scales, its dark eyes looked very cold, and its grin revealed a mouth full of fangs.

"Ah~"

"The devil is coming~"

"The monster is here again!"

…

The fox demons were in a panic, but no one dared to charge in the direction of the crocodile demon, and they all retreated and gathered together.

The swamp began to boil, and boom~ a huge swamp pillar rose into the sky. On the pillar stood a dark-faced man, with his upper body naked and looking very wild.

The big man glanced at the group of fox demons below, laughed loudly and said, "Grandpa is happy today and wants to imitate the human race and marry a few wives."
Chapter completed!