Chapter 100: Discussion on the Tao

The reason why Tang Xuewan chose to meet Mu Qingshan in public classes was that on the one hand, she was somewhat interested in this public class, and on the other hand, she did not want to have too much contact with Mu Qingshan in private. Of course, she could understand Mu Qingshan's eyes, but it was precisely this way that she did not want Mu Qingshan to have any fantasies about her report.

As soon as he saw Tang Xuewan, Mu Qingshan's eyes immediately shone, and he was eager to try. Zhou Le, who was sitting next to him, looked smiling, his eyes approaching Tang Xuewan, and his gaze was very provocative.

At this time, in the large classroom, the students were almost full. Mr. Zhang, with white hair, walked up to the podium with empty hands.

Professor Zhang never brings lesson plans and doesn't even need textbooks. It's entirely because of his excitement. He can do whatever he says. Anyway, this public course does not count for credits. The reason why Xichu University invited him to teach was just to use his reputation in the education industry to reflect the strong teaching capacity of the school. Therefore, Master Zhang not only has a transcendent status in Xichu University, but also has a lot of students who listen to his lectures.

"Ahem, today I'll tell you another story. Before telling this story, I'll ask my classmates to answer my question. Which one is more painful, using watermelon or coconut to smash your head?"

When the students below heard this strange question, they were stunned at first, and then burst into laughter. Some naughty students shouted loudly below: "The head hurts! Of course, the head hurts the most!" This kind of brain teaser problem is now so familiar to college students that they can't be more familiar with.

Master Zhang, Gu Zuo, patted his head in surprise and said with a smile: "Awesome! Young people are really amazing nowadays. Last night, my grandson took this question to test me, and almost stumped me, the old man. This is called a sharp turn in his head? Isn't it?"

Master Zhang's words caused another burst of laughter, and the teaching atmosphere in the classroom was very harmonious. This old man was silly, never pretended to be a teacher, and he always pretended to be crazy and stupid at the beginning, and later he could speak amazingly and fascinate. This is why even Tang Xuewan likes to listen to his lectures.

The laughter in the classroom was shocking, but Mu Qingshan was indifferent because his attention was all focused on Tang Xuewan. Tang Xuewan asked him to come here, but acted like listening carefully and didn't say anything more to him. What kind of date is this?

Although Tang Xuewan didn't look straight, she could still feel Mu Qingshan's surprised gaze when she looked at her. So she picked up her pen, wrote a few words on the draft paper, and pushed it over along the desktop.

Mu Qingshan took it and saw a line of straight and elegant fonts written on the manuscript paper, "List the class first, I'll talk to you later!"

I wanted to reply to two words, but "received", but unfortunately I was embarrassed to take it out with my two-handed chicken claw font, but Mu Qingshan was smarter. He turned over his palm and pushed the manuscript back, indicating that he understood.

Tang Xuewan looked at him meaningfully, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Zhou Le was very curious, curious to death. He was curious about what the two of them wrote on the paper, which was mysterious, but unfortunately they were too far away to reach, so he had to curse in his heart: "Hmph! Adult and erotic wife, sneak." She never thought that Mu Qingshan had nothing to do with her, and these eight words could not cover others' heads no matter what.

Master Zhang was heard saying on the podium with a sermon: "This story I told today is about the end of the Spring and Autumn Period. Confucius took his disciples to visit me. I was sleeping soundly at home. After Confucius went in, he bowed to me for advice.

I looked at him, opened my mouth and said, "Look at my teeth!"

Confucius saw that all the teeth in his mouth fell off and nodded.

Then I said again: "Look at my tongue!"

Confucius looked again and said that my tongue was very complete and flexible. Then I closed my eyes and continued to sleep soundly. Confucius thought about it, bowed and left. What do you think?"

The classroom was very quiet, and everyone was listening carefully to the story told by Master Zhang. When Master Zhang asked suddenly, no one answered immediately, because everyone knew that the drama of the story was behind.

Master Zhang frowned his old face, smiled on his own, and said, "At that time, Confucius' disciples were the same as you, and they didn't understand it, so he asked Confucius, "Teacher, why did you withdraw so quickly? Didn't I say nothing?"

Confucius shook his head and said, "I am indeed a god-like figure. He has taught me the great way just now, which will benefit me for life."

Confucius then said to his students, "Think about it, are the teeth hard or the tongue hard? Why do people lose their teeth when they are old, but their tongue is undamaged? This is an example of how softness can surpass steel. I taught me to be gentle and flexible like the tongue, rather than ivory, and to fight head-on. Only in this way can our lives live longer and longer. This is the way to deal with the world and keep healthy!

Master Zhang changed his tone and said earnestly: "The strong are easy to break, and the bright are easy to be dirty. This is the same thing as your actions the night before yesterday, with passion and passion. If Master Zhang was forty years younger, he would definitely be with you crazy, but you should know that sometimes passion is not able to do good things or do the right things. According to me, the old man, passion is sometimes just a sign of dizziness, and nothing is great!"

Hearing a few students whispering in a low voice from the podium, Master Zhang waved his palm and patted the podium, saying, "Do you think I, an old man, are a lobbyist for the school? To soothe people's hearts? I, a good old man, are all the Monkey Kings, right?

I said 'wrong'! You are so wrong, you are more passionate than passionate. None of you is passionate. Don't believe it? I read the four lines of poetry written by this man as evidence!"

After saying that, Mr. Zhang shook his head and chanted: "Sing generously in Yanshi, be a prisoner of Chu calmly. He will be a quick knife and live up to the young man! Who among you has the pride of this person?"

When Mu Qingshan heard this poem for the first time, he felt that the arrogance and madness were hidden in the poem, and he couldn't help but recite it silently twice in his heart.

There were several students with extensive knowledge in the podium who knew the source of this poem, and they all looked surprised. They were puzzled by Master Zhang’s intention. Even so, someone still spat below.

Master Zhang's tone was raised and said, "Good! If this person stood in front of me, I would also like to spit on him, but have you ever thought that such a passionate and passionate person, who is all talented and ambitious, ended up making mistakes and carrying the eternal infamy?

It’s just because he is too strong, he would rather break than bend, and lose his fortune in order to save his profits. He will not hesitate to serve the thief and sell his country for glory. In fact, it’s just his own power. Speaking of this, I remembered the ten-year catastrophe in the 1960s and 1970s. Too many passionate young people like you devoted themselves to it indiscriminately, but what’s the result? It’s really unbearable to remember and heartbreaking!”

Mr. Zhang was crying when he said this. All the students under the podium, including Mu Qingshan, were deeply infected by the old words, and the whole huge classroom was quiet.

"Okay. Okay, the complaints are too strong and the old man will post this to the point of complaining. Let's continue the lecture. Let's talk about me, I am the founder of the Taoist school. Does anyone know him?"

A white and clean boy sitting on the left side of Muqing Mountain turned his face and peeked at Zhou Le, and replied loudly: "My surname is Li, his name is Li Er, and his courtesy name is Dan. He is the history of the Zhou royal family." The boy was full of confidence and intended to show off his knowledge in front of the beautiful woman.

However, he does have this qualification. Among the students here, even if there are a few who know that my surname is Li and whose courtesy name is Dan, they can't remember my official position for a while. This boy has obviously put some effort into various schools of thought. If it were Mu Qingshan, he would probably not be able to answer a single word.

"No. No! This classmate, you have memorized the textbooks in high school well. Lao Tzu's surname is Li, with his name Li Er and his name is Dan. It comes from "Records of the Grand Historian. Biographies of Lao Tzu", but in ancient books in the pre-Qin period, he only called Lao Dan or Lao Dan, and never Li Er. According to historical research, someone in the Song Dynasty in the middle of the Spring and Autumn Period named Lao Zuo. It can be seen that Lao was also a surname at that time, so Lao should have surnamed Lao, not Li."

What Mr. Zhang said showed that his intention was novel and knowledgeable, and immediately won warm applause from the students.

Mr. Zhang raised his arm, signaling everyone to stop applause, and said with a smile: "The first sentence of the beginning of "Laozi" is that Tao can be told, it is extraordinary. It talks about the "Tao" that can be used specifically to a certain thing, not the real "normal way". Lao Tzu's theory is about the common way. This common way is not the way that can be specifically told by outsiders. In layman's terms, Lao Tzu's Tao is the "Tao" discussed at the metaphysical level. Do you understand?"

Most of the students in the audience were confused when Mr. Zhang said this. The more students had good grades, the more confused they were. On the contrary, they didn’t study well. The boys who read martial arts novels seemed to understand and nodded as if they had some understanding, and then shook their heads.

"Chapter 25 of Laozi" talks about the fact that things are mixed, born before heaven and earth, and are silent, independent and unchanged, and can be the mother of the world. I don't know its name, and I call it Tao! There are also people who follow the earth, the earth follows the sky, the sky follows the Tao, and Tao follows nature, trance and silence, silent and lonely, blind, and do not hear it, and cannot be named.

These words say that the thing "Tao" is not purely absolute spirit, originated from nature, but not material things, not material, not materialistic, not materialistic, not idealistic, it can be seen that I do not make a primary judgment on the essence of the world, etc. Do you know what I am talking about?"

Mr. Zhang shook his head and said a lot, but when he saw the students in the podium being dumbfounded and confused, and not knowing what they said, he knew that he was playing the piano with a cow.

Sure enough, the students in the podium shook their heads on a large scale, saying that they didn't understand what the teacher was talking about.
Chapter completed!