The western border of Daxia, Bingzhou and Songhai.

Perhaps it is because the westernmost part of Daxia reaches the Kunlun Mountains in the sky. The further west, the lower the temperature in Bingzhou and the harder the living conditions become. However, since ancient times, the human race has relied on its strong survival ability to stand in the vast land of China.

, so this endless and boundless sea of ​​pine trees is dotted with a large number of human villages and towns.

The setting sun in the evening shines on the cliff at the junction of Bingzhou and Tuiyao Prefecture, reflecting orange-red light, and on the cliff, the twisting ladder that winds downward like dragon scales is vaguely visible.

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The cliffs reach to the sky, just like the gods of the ancient times, using their axes to cut the sky, they chopped it hard and left it behind.

Above the cliff is the most sparsely populated Guiyao Prefecture on the edge of Daxia. And this large prefecture, which is covered with snow all year round, has the only connection with the outside world at this time, which is the extremely dangerous place between layers of snow and fog.

Twisting ladder to the sky.

In Yaxia Town, Bingzhou, dinner was approaching, and smoke was rising from the town, making the fragrance of rice float in the gradually thickening cold mist.

Recently, there have been some special changes in the entire Yaxia Town. Under the leadership of the old village chief, a clearing was opened in the center of the town. At the same time, with the help of the young townspeople who did not go out hunting because of the cold weather,

, it only took two days to build a one-story but extremely spacious house out of pine wood.

Above the door of the house, there is a simple plaque made of wooden boards. On the plaque, a young Confucian scholar who came all the way from the sacred city has four big characters like dragons and phoenixes.

Daxia Academy!

At this time, in the academy, the light reflected from the cliff in the distance shone in, making the room extremely bright. At the same time, behind at least the desk above, sat a young man wearing a white Confucian robe with a handsome face.

Sword eyes and starry eyebrows, lips slightly parted, a clear voice came out:

"The world is huge and boundless, but to cultivate the Tao, you must first cultivate yourself. To cultivate yourself, you must first understand yourself. Therefore, we must first know where we are and what is around us. So the first question is, where is this place?

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After the young Mr. Xuegong finished speaking, the children sitting in rows below answered in unison:

"Yaxia Town!"

"In what state of our Daxia Dynasty is Yaxia Town located?"

"Bingzhou!"

The little kids wearing thick cotton-padded jackets with flushed faces started to drink together again. Some of the naughty boys had begun to put on proud smiles on their faces, holding their heads high and looking out the window.

, and at some point, the entire academy was surrounded by townspeople, both men and women, old and young.

Today is the first lecture held at Daxia Academy in Yaxia Town.

After the children's answers fell, the young Confucian scholar sitting upright above his face remained unchanged, nodded slightly, and then asked again:

"Bingzhou is one of the western territories of Daxia, so who knows how many states are divided into to govern the vast and boundless Daxia?"

As soon as this question came out, the little kids below were immediately troubled and scratched their little heads, because the farthest person they had come into contact with was a businessman who regularly came from Bingzhou, the capital of Bingzhou, and lived all over Songhai.

Transportation is inconvenient, and it is extremely difficult for outside information to come in, so this question for middle-aged Confucian scholars seems to be a bit beyond the scope.

Suddenly, a small hand was gently raised, and then a timid voice of a little girl with fair and delicate skin wearing a red cotton-padded jacket sounded:

"There are thirty-six states in Daxia."

The young Confucian scholar's eyes lit up and he continued to smile and said below:

"Yaya, how did you know that Daxia is thirty-six miles wide?"

"My mother-in-law said that before my father, whom I had never met before, left some books, one of them was called Da Xia Zhi. Before my mother suffered from eye disease, she could only recognize a few words, so she often told the stories in the book.

Put me to sleep."

"I see, you are right, Yaya. The Great Xia Dynasty encompasses the entire Central Plains of China and divides it into thirty-six states to govern, which exactly matches the number of Tiangang."

After the words fell, the young Confucian scholar looked around, watching the setting sun and the townspeople waiting outside the academy for their children to go home for dinner. Then he stood up from the table, bowed to the front, and continued to speak.

road:

"That's all for today's class. From now on, the school's class time will be consistent with the summer vacation order. No matter what your age, you can come and listen to the lectures. There is no distinction between teachers in the school. My name is Xinhao. Please give me your guidance in the future."

After class, the little kids ran out of the school happily and threw themselves into the arms of their grandmother who was waiting at the door. Then they walked back home talking and laughing. There were also some enthusiastic townspeople who kept greeting the young Confucian scholars.

Xinhao went to his home to have dinner, but was declined by him shaking his head.

After a while, everyone around the academy disappeared, and then two figures, one big and one small, walked out of the academy gate. Xinhao turned around and closed the latch of the academy door, and then took the little girl Yaya.

With his hand, he walked towards the edge of the town.

The sun has completely set, and the weather is getting colder. The needle-like branches and leaves of the cold pines on both sides of the road in the town are gradually covered with a layer of frost, and then turn into extremely sharp ice spikes.

Yaya's home is at the edge of the town, and her mother-in-law suffers from eye disease and has difficulty seeing. Therefore, after understanding the situation, Confucian scholar Xinhao sent the little girl home to prevent her from being in danger.

After night fell in Yaxia Town, the temperature dropped sharply. Although the little girl Yaya was wearing a cotton-padded jacket, she was still shivering slightly when the cold wind blew.

Seeing this, the young Confucian scholar Xinhao squatted down, picked up Yaya, and slowly released his vitality outwards, exuding warmth and peace.

Feeling the warmth around her, Yaya narrowed her eyes slightly, and then said softly:

"Sir, are people outside the town like stoves, able to radiate hot temperature to the outside?"

The young Confucian scholar tilted his head slightly and asked curiously:

"Why did Yaya say this?"

"Because some time ago, a man of about the same age as my husband sent Yaya home. He also exuded such a hot feeling, and Yaya didn't feel cold at all."

"Then Yaya, do you want to become a person who exudes warmth?"

Looking at the delicate little girl in his arms who was explaining it carefully like a little adult, Confucian scholar Xinhao couldn't help but smile softly again and asked a question. The little girl nodded heavily, and then a serious voice sounded:

"Yaya also wants to become a warm person who can warm grandma."

"Then Yaya should go practice hard. Sir, I will take Yaya to the threshold of practice and feel the existence of Tao. And sir, I hope Yaya can always remember her true heart, be a person who warms herself and can warm others.
Chapter completed!