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Eight Hundred and Eleventh: Maru State, Go Home (9)

Everyone had an illusion in a trance, as if there was a "dirty" train whistling past their ears.

I really don't know where the other party found so many poems with connotations, or maybe the ancients were also old drivers in terms of sex?

[Shameless Jiqinqin]: Crooked? Is it a demon? There are old drivers driving here, and the situation is out of control.

The audience in the live broadcast room called Wei Ci, curious about how such an ancient gentleman who "stands like an orchid and a jade tree, and smiles like a bright moon in his arms" would look like when he wrote Xiaohuangwen. I'm so curious, I can't wait to encourage Jiang Pengji to watch it now, they will definitely follow up!

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, experts watch the way, and the melon-eating audience booed and watched the excitement, but Jiang Pengji saw the deep intention of Wei Ci's move. In her opinion, simple and clear vernacular is an important link to open up people's wisdom, and Wei Ci did not expect Wei Ci to propose it in this form.

"That's good, I'm afraid it's hard for you these days."

She smiled and gave affirmation.

"Fulfilling one's duty is the obligation of being a courtier, and there is nothing hard about it."

Wei Ci still maintained a humble attitude, but secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

In the eyes of others, such vernacular is no different from saliva, but is it not one of the channels for disseminating words?

People who can't read the words, let alone remember those awkward sentences, the simpler and more straightforward, the more accepted by the people at the bottom.

Everything has to be done step by step, and it is appropriate to proceed steadily, especially to open up the wisdom of the people.

Instead of forcibly instilling great principles into the people and swallowing them whole, it is better to hide the principles in the stories and guide them to explore.

Of course, not every story can be spread indiscriminately.

Wei Ci strictly controls this aspect, and even plans to gather a group of experts to be responsible for this content.

In order to expand his influence, he also specifically asked Cheng Cheng for help.

Now that he has the support of his own lord, he is confident to do this matter better.

As for those who criticized him behind his back for being with the low class?

Wei Ci sneered, he didn't bother to care.

Jiang Pengji asked around,

I have a general understanding of the situation in Marushu, but...

She looked around, her eyes fell on Cheng Yuan who was seated at the front, and she asked, "Gong Liao, Mr. Cheng didn't come today?"

Cheng Yuan is the second son of Cheng Cheng, nicknamed Gongliao, and he has been in Maruzhou for half a year, and his performance is also remarkable.

For his age, he did really well.

With a gentle and humble temper, he is sincere and careful in doing things, and he is popular everywhere.

Cheng Yuan replied, "My father suffered from the wind and cold last night, and he was seen by the doctor this morning, but his condition is severe, and he is still in bed."

There was a look of worry on his face, it could be seen that Cheng Cheng really fell ill.

Jiang Pengji hurriedly asked, "Mr. Cheng fell ill? What did the doctor say?"

Cheng Yuan said, "The doctor said that my father was too busy and worried, and the wind and cold brought out the accumulated sickness."

Advantage Too busy?

Jiang Pengji's expression froze for a moment, and her heart felt a little guilty.

In the eyes of unsuspecting outsiders, Cheng Cheng fell ill from exhaustion must be because she exploited too much, but Jiang Pengji really didn't cheat Cheng Cheng.

"How could you be so tired?"

She frowned, and Cheng Yuan suddenly realized that she had said something wrong, so she hurriedly made up for it.

"My father is getting old, and has been worrying about the explanations these days. My mother persuaded him several times, but he refused to rest..." Cheng Yuan's face was covered with a helpless smile, and he said, "Father has a temper Stubborn, it is extremely difficult for others to shake his decision..."

Cheng Cheng's illness was not due to Jiang Pengji's exploitation too much, it was entirely because he overestimated his physical strength and kept busy and refused to rest.

Yesterday he was also busy until late at night, took a cold bath in the cold, didn't pay attention to sleep, and then fell ill.

Jiang Pengji asked in surprise, "Annotation? What annotation?"

Cheng Yuandao, "My father said that the 'commentary' was inspired by Zixiao. The collection of classics and history is too obscure, and each article does not have a unified sentence reading, which makes the sentence reading inconsistent when the teacher teaches the students. The article produced erroneous cognition. My father has been thinking about how to mark simple and clear sentence readings these days, annotate controversial articles, and lead the way for future generations."

What is "sentence reading"?

In ancient times, the place where words stopped was called "sentence" or "reading".

Today's articles are all non-stop, there is no so-called punctuation, and articles are piled together in piles.

To give an easy-to-understand example, if a web article has no punctuation marks or paragraphs, what kind of concept is that?

Many sentences are read by word of mouth from teachers to students, and errors will inevitably occur in the process of transmission.

Some teachers even cherish their brooms, and don't even bother to teach students the correct sentence reading, which is really shocking.

Cheng Cheng has been worrying about this matter for the past few days, and Wei Ci's vernacular words gave him some inspiration.

The clumsy classical Chinese will make people have different understandings of the same sentence, leading to wrong interpretations, so what about the most straightforward vernacular? Surely there will be no one who chews on words, takes words out of context, and spreads wrong understandings everywhere?

If this "note" can be done well, the difficulty of reading for students in the future will be greatly reduced, and many unnecessary misunderstandings will be reduced.

It's just that Wen Wu first and Wu Wu second, the same article can have different opinions in the eyes of different people.

Cheng Cheng alone is not qualified to annotate the world's books, even if he has worked hard to do it, will others admit it?

This is a difficult problem, but Cheng Cheng is very worried.

Another problem is "judui". He intends to use symbols with certain meanings to judge sentences, but "judui" cannot be decided by a single family. Different punctuation of the same sentence has completely different meanings, Cheng Cheng has many troubles.

Under all the pressure, Cheng Cheng is not sick?

Whether it is "sentence reading" or "commentary", throwing out any of them can provoke verbal criticism from scholars all over the world.

To put it harshly, what kind of onion is Cheng Cheng?

What qualifications does he have to call himself "Master of the World"?

Yes, if these two things are really done, Cheng Cheng will definitely be famous in history.

To put it bluntly - all students who have benefited from him will regard him as a "half teacher".

Jiang Pengji saw the inner trouble clearly at a glance, and she said, "This matter is indeed difficult, and I'm afraid it will be difficult for Mr. Cheng to do it alone. Why don't you wait for the situation in the north of Dongqing to stabilize, and then Mr. Celebrities from all over the world join in the grand event?"

Cheng Yuan sighed, he and Jiang Pengji had the same opinion, but his father was too stubborn if he didn't hit the wall and didn't look back.

Only the stronger the lord's power, the more weight Cheng Cheng's words will have, and the less resistance he will encounter.

He planned to wait for Cheng Cheng's condition to improve before persuading him.

It is better to be more cautious about this kind of matter that is very likely to provoke verbal criticism from celebrities all over the world.

By the time Jiang Pengji finished her work, the orange sun had gradually sunk into the horizon.

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