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The three of them looked at Aunt Chen together, both envious and begging, which put Aunt Chen under great pressure.

"Report to Master, the student's three younger brothers want to learn pinyin, okay?" The eldest lady of the Chen family came to Yang Derong and gave her a blessing.

This is taught by Yang Derong. If you want to teach, you must obtain Yang Derong's consent.

Chen Dalang's three hearts were all beating out. If Yang Derong did not agree, they would have the desire to die.

Yang Derong looked at the three teenagers and felt a little funny. He replied: "All of them are students from Zhaojiazhuang, why can't they study?"

Chen Dalang and the other two jumped up happily and clapped each other to congratulate each other.

The three of them came to Yang Derong, kowtowed together, and said, "Thank you Master Yang."

Yang Derong hurriedly let him go. If he accepts three kowtows, he will actually become the master of the three.

"This must be considered as the feelings of the school master. You two teach me in private, so I won't participate." At this point, he paused and expressed his opinion.

The three teenagers couldn't help but feel disappointed, and tears almost flowed out.

"You mainly learn from your two sisters. They are Yu's proud disciples." Seeing the three young men with disappointment, Yang Derong pointed out the direction, "Of course, if Yu has free time, you can also give some advice."

The three teenagers looked at each other and felt a little better. They came to Yang Derong respectfully and bowed and said, "Thank you Master Yang."

Yang Derong came here with a mission.

He was originally a student of Changyuan County School, but he was already twenty years old and had not passed the exam for a juren. His family was in a hurry.

Seeing that he was younger than him, he had already passed the imperial examination and did not need family urging him at that time, he felt very anxious.

Fortunately, he had a classmate who passed the imperial examination and passed the imperial examination in Zhaojiazhuang, so he wrote a letter to his classmate to express his anxiety.

My classmate replied to him a letter and suggested that he come to Zhaojiazhuang.

After thinking for a while, he decided to come to Zhaojiazhuang.

The classmate is none other than Xixing. He had just arrived in Zhaojiazhuang. Zhaojiazhuang lacked the most talents at that time, and Yang Derong was one of the talents he recommended.

He came here, both happy and a little inferior.

I’m happy that Zhaojiazhuang has indeed had a way out, and I feel inferior and have very few students who are not juren.

Yang Derong came to Zhaojiazhuang Service Center and worked for a while, and suddenly made a new discovery.

He came to Xixing's room, bowed to Xixing, hesitated for a while, and finally said his purpose: "Shining, I heard that there is a way to read, what is the pinyin?"

"Yes, there is a way to read, which is pinyin. What do Ziyao (Yang Derong's character) want to do?" Xi Xing asked politely while returning the gift.

Yang Derong thought about it, but still said what he thought: "What are the advantages and disadvantages of this pinyin?"

"Ziyao, okay, let me introduce it to you. Pinyin is a brand new way to recognize literacy. It can be used to cut the pronunciation, and all characters can be used to recognize literacy in pinyin. The pronunciation of characters is composed of pinyin, which is the advantage." Xi Xing enthusiastically introduced. "The disadvantage is that you must memorize twenty-six letters carefully, and you must also learn to use pinyin to recognize literacy."

"It means that you can learn pinyin and you will know how to read by yourself?" Yang Derong discovered the great characteristics of pinyin from the path of Xixing's preaching.

Xi Xing nodded and said, "This is the reason. All characters in the world can be combined with certain pinyin. However, but..."

"But, what?" Yang Derong heard the problem of pinyin from Xixing, and was anxious and couldn't help asking.

Xi Xing thoughtful and said in a heavy tone: "This is a very vast and trivial matter. Do you know how many Chinese characters are?"

"Shame, ashamed, Rong is too stupid. After studying for many years, I don't know how many words are there?" Yang Derong couldn't help but cover his face.

Xixing entered a state of contemplation, looking at the sky, as if it was night. "There are so many words that are more similar than you, it is not an exaggeration to have stars to describe words."

When Yang Derong heard this, he felt a little better and couldn't help asking: "How many words are there?"

"Let's start with the previous dynasty. Xu Shen of the Han Dynasty included more than 9,000 characters in "Shuowen Jiezi". The "Yu Pian" written by King Gu Ye during the Southern Dynasty contains a total of 17,000 characters. The "Da Guangyi Hui Yu Pian" revised on this basis is said to have more than 22,000 characters." Xi Xing looked at him, then entered a state of contemplation and said.

Yang Derong also held his fingers and thought for a while and said, "It's true that there are many shinings, but it has not reached the level of stars in the sky."

"That was just included in the previous dynasty." Xi Xing looked at him and continued to meditate, as if he was talking to himself, "In our dynasty, there were more than 30,000 official "Leipong" and "Jiyun" went to the next level, and it collected more than 50,000 words, which was the book with the most words."

Yang Derong nodded, couldn't help but look up at Cangtian and said, "Indeed, this is about the same number of Fanxing."

"Wrong, wrong, wrong!" Xi Xing smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, "Young man said there are more than these Chinese characters, there should be about 100,000."

"One hundred thousand, there are so many!" Yang Derong exclaimed and said, "If so many words are marked out, it will be so difficult, and even if you finish the scriptures in your old age, you may not be able to do it."

"This is not the most difficult one, the difficulty is still behind." Xi Xing shook his head and sighed.

When Yang Derong heard this, he felt a nest of mice sitting under his butt, and he jumped up and asked incrediblely: "One hundred thousand Chinese characters is not difficult, what else is difficult?"

"There are thousands of dialects in the Song Dynasty. The pinyin must be standard. Which one is the standard pronunciation?" Xi Xing looked at Yang Derong and shook his head helplessly.

Hearing this, Yang Derong fell into deep thought and shook his head and sighed. It was true that there were thousands of dialects, which one was the standard official language?

Yang Derong suddenly slapped his head and said, "Well, isn't the official language in Beijing the standard official language?"

"Yu thought so too," Xi Xing looked at him, shook his head and smiled bitterly, "but he was denied by the little husband."

"Why did you deny it?" Yang Derong was incredible and couldn't figure it out even if he wanted to break his head.

Xi Xing did not answer his question, but looked at him and asked: "The Hu people are transformed into foreign barbarians, but what do the Hu people call Da Song?"

"The Hu people are Hu people, no matter how he calls the Song Dynasty? Could it be that I, the Song Dynasty, are you still inferior to the Hu people?" Yang Derong said contemptuously.

"The Hu people called the Great Song Dynasty the Southern Barbarians, and we called the Hu people the foreign barbarians," Xi Xing looked at him thoughtfully, and said in a complicated mood, "The Great Song Dynasty, the country above the Heavenly Kingdom, was so despised by the Hu people."

Yang Derong was shocked, but he quickly retorted: "The Hu people are Hu people, and turning into a foreign barbarian means turning into a foreign barbarian. No matter how the Hu people raise their identities, they cannot change the essence of the foreign barbarians."

"Yu thought so too, and even more so," Xi Xing suddenly sighed and said, "But where is the core of China?"

"The core of China is of course in the Central Plains." Yang Derong couldn't help but rush out, and suddenly beat his thighs with a sad heart, and then lowered his head. "It's a pity that the Central Plains is still under the iron hoof of the Hu people."

"So the young man said, expel the captives and return them to China." Xi Xing held his head and said passionately, "This is the purpose of the security team and the purpose of the school."

"I've been taught!" Yang Derong bowed to Xixing.

"The reputation is not right," Xi Xing flashed and gave in, and continued: "Because the recognized true official language is the elegant voice of the Central Plains."

"What should I do?" Yang Derong felt a little confused at this time.

"Didn't your little husband say that you should expel the captives and return them to China. This is something you must do in the future." Xi Xing looked at the Central Plains and said with full of fighting spirit.

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment and said in a little embarrassed manner, "If the official language in the capital is used as the standard, it will fall into the Hu people's true meaning and admit that he is the southern barbarian in the Hu people."

"Why did the official language in the capital fall into the words of the Hu people and Nanman?" Yang Derong asked a little puzzled.

Xi Xing looked at Yang Derong and explained: "Because the Hu people can only understand the Central Plains government, but not the official language in the capital."

"Hu people are Hu people, why bother with these?" Yang Derong didn't care at all.

"I can't care about the nonsense, but some people care, and they care very much?" Xi Xing nodded first, then shook his head, with a complicated expression and a glance at him, shook his head and said.

"Who cares?" Yang Derong didn't understand for a moment, so.

Xi Xing asked a little heavy: "Those are Han people, those who are also Han people, those who are under the Central Plains, Xi'an, Taiyuan, and even the land of Qilu, the hometown of Confucius and Mencius."

"Indeed, the Han people in the Hu people should indeed consider it, and they are really in a dilemma now." Yang Derong nodded.

"The little husband is concerned about the world, expelling the captives and recapturing the Central Plains is his definite goal." Xi Xing said with admiration, "so his standard pronunciation is neither the elegant voice of the Central Plains nor the official language of the capital."

"What is the standard pronunciation?" Yang Derong thought about it, but he could never think of a standard pronunciation.

Xi Xing looked at Zhaojiazhuang in front of him and said, "It is the tentative local Sichuan pronunciation to be the standard pronunciation."

"Then isn't our speech the standard pronunciation?" Yang Derong couldn't believe that his speech the standard pronunciation was the standard pronunciation. "Can literati accept it in other places?"

"It's true, we're the standard pronunciation." Xi Xing nodded, and finally changed his tone, "In fact, although using Sichuan Yin is disadvantageous, it also has advantages."

"Chuanyin actually has an advantage?" Yang Derong was even more puzzled, and his eyes were as confused as possible.

"In the past, literati always used to read and literate. Can they accept pinyin?" Xi Xing did not answer Yang Derong's question, but instead asked a new question.

Which literati could accept this? Yang Derong nodded and sighed heavily and said, "This is an unprecedented thing, and literati may not be able to accept it."

"Although literati cannot accept it, it can be accepted by illiterate people. Especially those in Sichuan, it is friendly." Xi Xing said the advantages of Sichuan Yin.
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