Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 598 Lecture

Wang Lingling seemed to understand, but in the face of her mother's earnest advice, she nodded solemnly and said, "I will study hard."

Ma Chun'er smiled and pinched her little face, "So good."

As he said that, he stood up and took her hand and walked towards Wutong Village.

Qingshui County, Dongcheng District.

Song Ying held her master's arm and walked slowly towards home in the afterglow of the setting sun. Tangtang ran in front of them. The setting sun gave her a golden-red outline, and her fluffy hair undulated with the rhythm of her jumping, like surging waves in the sunset.

It was very fast and ran out of their sight in a few breaths, but it soon turned back and ran around their feet, as if urging them to walk faster.

Then it rushed forward again, repeating this process. In just a short distance, it managed to run several miles.

When they were almost home, Tangtang rushed out and didn't come back. Song Ying was puzzled, "Whose dried meat did she attract?"

She and her master were not at home, the door was closed, and Tangtang could not get into the house. In the past, she would keep going back and forth until they got home and opened the door.

The two quickened their pace and walked through the alley, then saw a man squatting on the ground. Tangtang was rubbing his head against him affectionately.

"Yuan Qing?" Song Ying was stunned. "Didn't you say you were going to study in seclusion in the Zunjing Pavilion? Why are you out now? Have you finished reading?"

"Doctor Lin." Yuan Qing respectfully bowed to Doctor Lin, then said, "Mr. Shanxi will be giving lectures at the prefectural academy tomorrow. I plan to take my article with me to ask for his advice."

Doctor Lin raised his eyebrows slightly, "But Master Liang?"

"Exactly."

Doctor Lin nodded slightly. "Although Mr. Shanxi didn't pass the imperial examinations, he is a truly learned man. What's even more rare is that his knowledge isn't just empty talk; he teaches people practical applications. If you could become his disciple, you would surely become a capable official in the future."

Yuan Qing was at a loss to respond to this. He really admired Mr. Shanxi's character and knowledge, but Mr. Shanxi was a student of the Taizhou School and a master of the School of Mind.

As early as when they first entered the academy, the lecturer had told them that they should not read anything other than the Five Classics and the books of Confucius and Mencius, and that they should not talk about anything other than the teachings of Lian, Luo, Guan, and Min. They could attend classes, but if they became disciples, they would have to convert to the study of the mind as the way of Taoism, which would be very detrimental to their official career.

After all, they had been together for so long that Yuan Qing's mood changes were no longer noticeable. Song Ying also noticed that he was avoiding his master's suggestion and couldn't help but be curious: "What is the background of this Mr. Shanxi? Can you tell me about it?"

Yuan Qing was delighted to change the subject, so he continued, "Mr. Shanxi's surname was Liang, and his given name was Xi. He was from Ji'an Prefecture, Jiangxi Province. He loved to give lectures everywhere he went. Therefore, many people who heard him lecture and respected him affectionately called him Master Liang.

He was once invited by the previous Prime Minister to give lectures to candidates taking the imperial examination in the capital, which caused a sensation.

"He talks about it wherever he goes! Wow, this gentleman sounds very good, without any prejudice."

"He really has no prejudice against family background. No matter if they are gentry, merchants, peddlers, women or children, they can all go to listen to his lectures." Yuan Qing sighed secretly. The School of Mind allows its disciples to study Neo-Confucianism, but Neo-Confucianism does not allow its students to study the School of Mind.

Deep down, he likes the study of the mind, especially the way of governing the world and some ideas on saving the world and the people.

Unfortunately, he has to pass the imperial examination before he can talk about love.

"Is this true?" This surprised Song Ying even more. She thought back to when she wanted to learn to read, she had to be very careful when she went to the community school to eavesdrop so as not to be discovered. She never expected that women could also attend Mr. Shanxi's lectures!

She wanted to meet Mr. Shanxi!

Doctor Lin was also an experienced person and knew that they rarely met, so he took Tangtang to find the aunt who washed clothes on the pretext of picking up the washed clothes, and left the two of them to talk alone.

The two of them sat down on the steps at the door, and Yuan Qing said, "I heard that you recently treated a special patient."

"Yes, it is indeed very special..."

There was nothing secretive about Zhou Dafu's illness, so Song Ying told him everything in detail, starting from his strange symptoms and talking about their treatment method.

At the end, she sighed, "I have always known that there are many diseases in the world that I cannot cure, but I didn't expect there is such a disease. I am completely blank, as if I have never learned medicine. I don't know where to start to understand this disease.

Actually, I'm not sure whether his soul is really divided into two halves. Logically speaking, if it's the same soul, the preferences should be similar.

But the speaking half of his soul is obviously more rational, while the other half is a bit childish. Apart from his love of beauty, he is obviously lazier and more casual. Sometimes he stops Zhou Dafu from going out, saying that it is raining and he doesn't want to go out and wants to listen to the rain at home; or during the New Year, he wants to go out alone to enjoy the snow. He comes up with all kinds of casual reasons, just like a child.

But when I think about it again, I feel that it is quite reasonable. For example, sometimes I don’t want to get up in winter, or I suddenly want to do something special. Just now, I really wanted to go to the capital to meet Mr. Shanxi.

From this perspective, we normal people are like having two halves of the soul. Each half has different ideas, but they can communicate with each other, weigh the pros and cons, and then make a decision that everyone agrees on.

The two souls of Chow Tai Fook cannot perceive each other and cannot communicate. One half wants to do this, and the other half wants to do that, so conflicts arise.

Zhou Dafu developed this disease after his head was chopped off, and I wondered if that blow severed something in his head that allowed the two halves of his soul to connect and sense each other.

Yuan Qing thought he had read quite a lot of books and could barely be considered erudite, but her words still shocked him. He had never heard of them before, but he also felt that they made some sense.

"According to what you said, humans have two souls!"

Song Ying nodded, “Judging from Zhou Dafu’s illness, it’s quite obvious, half of it controls the left side of the body, and half controls the right side.

Well, maybe it shouldn't be called soul, but what should it be called? Mind? Will? Consciousness?"

She didn't understand, but instead thought of another interesting point and suddenly became excited, "The two halves of the soul have different personalities. Do you think that after they negotiate, the decision of the other half will prevail, and the person's personality will be the personality of that half of the soul.

Take Chow Tai Fook as an example. His soul is half steady and half casual. Assuming that the thing in his brain is not broken and the two halves of the soul can negotiate and communicate, then if the final decision is mostly the decision of the steady soul, he will appear to be a steady person; otherwise, he is a casual person!

Hmm, that's quite interesting. I really want to know where in the brain the connection between souls is controlled."