Is he praising himself? He is too thick-skinned. Shen Rui couldn't help but look at Wang Shouren and saw that what he said was serious and not joking, so he couldn't help but feel hesitant.
According to records in later books, although Wang Shouren had an impressive talent, he did not pay much attention to his studies. As a young man, he was extremely obsessed with martial arts, was naughty and restless, and wanted to leave home and join the army. Soon after, Wang Shouren and
I met a fortune teller by chance on the street. The fortune teller said: "You have to brush your neck to enter the holy realm; you have to go to the Dantian, when you will have a holy pregnancy; you have to go to the Dantian, when the holy fruit will be complete." He also said: "Children should study.
Love yourself. What I said will come true in the future." Wang Shouren believed it to be true. From then on, he studied to improve himself and devoted himself to learning to become a saint.
Regarding this encounter with the fortune teller, later generations have two theories: one is that the fortune teller has the ability to "look at people", after all, the learning of Lao and Zhuang is inherently mysterious, and Wang Shouren's later achievements are indeed extraordinary; the other is that the fortune teller has the ability to "look at people".
The scholar was invited by Wang Shouren's grandfather, Mr. Wang Lun. He was afraid that his grandson would be naughty and delay his studies, so he deliberately arranged for someone to "enlighten" Wang Shouren. The purpose was just to make him "read and love himself".
No matter which of the above statements is true, looking at Wang Shouren's appearance, he takes the fortune teller's words seriously, confident that he is the "Star of Beauty" in the prosperous age and the "Phoenix" of Taiping. Then his big characters are really as he commented.
So loose?
Shen Rui looked at the book table and read it carefully. Because the original owner was young and had weak wrists, even Shen Rui had more than ten years of experience, and there were many shortcomings for a while. The shape of the written words seemed to be acceptable. After careful inspection, there was indeed nothing special.
Character.
Shen Rui couldn't help but blush, he was too self-righteous, treating the superficial things he had learned as a matter of fact, this was not "selling swords in front of Gong Gong's door", it was really ridiculous.
Wang Shouren saw that he looked unnatural and said: "At your age, it is not embarrassing to write like this. Don't bother yourself." After saying that, he took a thick brush from the pen holder, laid out a piece of rice paper, and hung the pen.
Shen Rui couldn't help but lean forward and take a look, and saw dragons and snakes flying above, with strong muscles and strength, calmness and joy. The book said, "After learning, you will realize your shortcomings; after teaching, you will realize your difficulties."
Shen Rui felt his heart surge. Wang Shouren put down his pen and handed the calligraphy to Shen Rui: "Let me encourage you."
Shen Rui took it with both hands and said respectfully: "Thank you, sir, for the ink!"
Wang Shouren nodded and said: "Looking at your appearance, I don't think I need to spend another three hundred thousand. Tomorrow at Maozheng (6 o'clock in the morning), I will read the four books, starting with "The Analects of Confucius", learn the six arts in the afternoon, and copy one copy of the Filial Piety Sutra every night.
Replace it again..."
This is how Shen Rui's study career began.
Following such a teacher, Shen Rui would certainly not be smart enough to "hide his clumsiness". However, although he had read and studied "The Analects" in his previous life, he only had a rough understanding of it, and he had studied it for a long time. Therefore, Shen Rui's performance was not the same.
Not so dazzling. In Wang Shouren's words, it is "zhongping".
Wu Xuan was afraid that Shen Rui would be sad, so he said privately: "My younger brother is more talented than my third brother in schoolwork. My elder brother is satisfied with you, but he is afraid that you will not be able to praise you at such a young age, so he refuses to praise you. Don't be discouraged."
Shen Rui didn't feel that there was any shock. After all, the person in front of him was not an ordinary person. According to historical records, Wang Shouren was a gifted person with an unforgettable memory. He was extremely talented. If not for his age, it would not be enough to study Confucianism.
I have so much leisure time to dabble in the study of Buddhism and Taoism. Although my memory is excellent, it cannot reach such an incredible level. Moreover, because of the later interpretations of the Analects, there are deviations from this time. Shen Rui's
There is a bit of rigidity in understanding. Wang Shouren's statement that he is "Zhongping" is very accurate.
However, Wang Shouren was only strict in the Four Books, but sometimes encouraged in the "Six Arts".
On this day, Wang Shouren taught "numerology", and the enlightenment was naturally the Jiujiu Song that has been passed down for thousands of years. The Jiujiu Song at this time has the same order as the Jiujiu multiplication table of later generations. The difference from later generations is that it is "one
"One as one", rather than "one for one, one for one", just one word difference.
Shen Rui didn't mean to show off. Compared with the Four Books and Five Classics, this one was too simple. After Wang Shouren taught the beginning, he recited the rest. Wang Shouren then asked a few questions about chickens and rabbits in the same cage. However, in later elementary schools,
The second and third grade questions were difficult for Shen Rui to answer, so he answered them immediately without any calculations.
Wang Shouren's eyes brightened a little, and he nodded and said, "You're quite smart, and you might be able to learn from it easily."
Shen Rui was moved after hearing this.
Originally, he didn't take metaphysics seriously before, but now that his own experience has always been about mysterious things, he really has a yearning for the "Book of Changes".
Wang Shouren seemed to see what he was thinking, and chuckled: "It needs to be achieved gradually, not overnight!"
Shen Rui pursed his lips and glanced at Wang Shouren. Didn't he say that this guy aspired to be a saint? How come a young saint can also play tricks on people? Why does the closer he gets to him, the lower the reverence in his heart.
Although it was not yet Shen time, the study was very dark due to the cloudy sky.
Wang Shouren stood up and pushed open the door and window, and a gust of cold wind came to him.
Snowing.
But Songjiang is located in the south of the Yangtze River. Compared with the north, the climate is humid. Even if it snows all over the world, it will melt as soon as it falls.
Wang Shouren turned around and looked at Shen Rui and said: "With 'Snow' as the title, you can try to recite a poem, no matter the rhyme."
When Shen Rui heard this, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded. What kind of rhythm is this? Cai Tong studied "The Analects of Confucius" for three days, and then directly asked him to compose the poem, as promised "step by step"?
Wang Shouren glanced at him with a half-smile, then turned back to stare at the snowy scene outside the window in a daze.
Shen Rui felt guilty inexplicably. After pondering for a moment, he took out a pen and paper and wrote:
Snow
Originally a guest from the Nine Heavens, he turned into the source of the East China Sea.
Mo Yun has no character, who can be natural?
"Huh?" This time it was Wang Shouren's turn to be surprised.
He recited the poem in a low voice, nodded with a smile and said: "Although it is not very clear, it has some aura."
Shen Rui lowered his head, with his chin almost touching his chest. He didn't know that poetry should pay attention to "level, level, level, level, level, level, level, level, level, level, level, level, level, level, level, level, level, level, level, level, level, level, level, level, level, level, level, level, level, level, level, level, level, and level. He was just in a hurry, and it would be good if he could match the rhyme and rhyme, but he couldn't find the level of level, level, level, and level."
He did not expect that in the eyes of others, for a nine-year-old child, this poem was already very impressive.
"Golden Mountain" made by Wang Shouren when he was ten years old:
A little gold mountain is as big as a fist,
Breaking the Weiyang Underwater Sky.
Drunkly leaning on the wonderful high platform and rising to the moon,
The jade flute blows through the cave where the dragon sleeps.
Although this poem is admirable, it is not very neat.
In Wang Shouren's heart, he had already praised Shen Rui for his quick thinking and talent. Moreover, this poem may seem superficial, but its conception is not ordinary, and it fits the Taoist Taoist realm of leisure. If it were others, he would have been full of praise, but at this moment, he did not praise it.
Shen Rui.
The atmosphere in the room changed. Shen Rui noticed that he was uncomfortable and couldn't help but look up at Wang Shouren.
Wang Shouren lowered his face, looked solemn, and stared at Shen Rui dimly.
Shen Ruizhi felt a chill coming from his back, lowered his hands and said: "Sir..."
Wang Shouren snorted coldly and glared angrily: "No matter why you hide your clumsiness, you shouldn't hide it from Brother Shen. He really cares about you, but he can't exchange for your sincerity?"
Shen Rui was greatly shocked and said hurriedly: "It's not that I have any intention, it's because I didn't have a close relationship with my sixth brother before my mother died of illness. After my mother passed away, I was sick first and then kept vigil at the funeral. I never had the opportunity to discuss knowledge with my sixth brother..." At this point, I felt a little lacking in confidence, but I couldn't say anything about rebirth, so I could only whisper: "My previous behavior of hiding my clumsiness is really a hidden secret... My grandmother doesn't like my disciples to study, and she often stops them..."
As Wang Shouren listened, his expression gradually softened, and his eyes looking at Shen Rui became warmer.
He knew that Shen Rui had lost his mother. The reason why he agreed to Shen Li to teach Shen Rui was because he thought of the difficulties he had faced when he was a boy. However, at that time, his grandfather who loved him was still alive, so he was just a little bit stingy and didn't Didn't receive much training.
Unexpectedly, Shen Rui is now in a more difficult situation than he was back then. Not only did he lose his mother, but his elders also show no mercy. The scholarly boy was actually prevented from studying by his elders. This was really not a good intention. No wonder Shen Li intervened in this matter and used the excuse to take care of his body. , sent the little child to the monastery. It was rare that this child was silent and had no resentment. He was so broad-minded and looked more magnanimous than he did back then.
Wang Shouren spent a few days with him, and saw that he was not coquettish, well-behaved, honest, and self-disciplined, so he had a very good impression of him. He was only picky about his studies, but because he was taciturn, he was a little unclear about his character.
Today I saw Shen Rui's Wujue poems and saw that he has a free and easy nature. I wondered why he acted so reserved and restrained, so I deliberately asked with a straight face. Who would have thought that he would ask about this hidden secret.
Little did he know that Shen Rui's forbearance and restraint was actually frightened by his reputation. He was afraid that he would be a little bit bad and appear more vulgar, so he was so cautious.
"This is not your home, and no one will stop you from studying in the future. You are still young, and it is the time when your nature is brilliant. You don't have to be so bleak and withered." Wang Shouren stroked Shen Rui's head and said softly.
If Shen Rui was really a nine-year-old child, he would have burst into tears of gratitude, but he is already about the same age as Wang Shouren inside, so how can he still be childish? He blushed, nodded, and said, "Disciple understands."
Tears, maybe because I dislike him for being too "mature", but what on earth should a nine-year-old child be like?
With the advanced information in later generations, nine-year-old children are already little people; Shen Rui could not find a "reference" for what nine-year-old children in the Ming Dynasty were like.
Shen Ruizhi felt a pain in his heart, and a little fear arose in his heart, fearing that there was something wrong with his actions, and Wang Shouren would see that something was wrong. Wang Shouren read a lot of books, who knew if he would think of the term "resurrecting the soul through borrowed corpses".
Wang Shouren seemed quite satisfied with his willingness to listen to the teachings and said, "Brother Shen, you don't have to be embarrassed. I'll just give you a few words later. After all, you don't mean to deceive."
He looks like he is protecting his shortcomings, but he looks like a good teacher.
Shen Rui had no choice but to thank him and said, "Sorry to trouble you, sir."
The two of them were talking when they saw Wu Xuan come in with a post and said: "Brother, someone is sending something from outside. It's not just one family who named me..."