The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

Everyone was full and drunk, and said directly.

After being happy, Xishan College started classes.

Everyone has come, so naturally someone wants to see where the new school is.

Among the crowd, a person who wore a kerchief but was not conspicuous also flowed with the crowd.

Potato roast beef is really delicious.

The more delicious it is, the more this person wants to grab his son and beat him up.

In a short period of time, more than thirty cattle died inexplicably near Xishan.

Cows are trivial.

It's the mischief of the rebellious son that makes him feel good.

Coming person ... It was the emperor Hongzhi, surrounded by guards.

In fact, when Emperor Hongzhi was young, he also liked the night tour. Anyway, he was walking around outside the palace. It was good to go anywhere. Do n’t let the ministers know.

Now, he is getting older, so there are not many opportunities for night tours.

It was just when he came out tonight to walk around that reminded him when Zhu Houzhao was a child. At that time, Zhu Houzhao was only seven or eight years old. He held the child's hand like an ordinary father. Zhu Houzhao always asked many incredible questions.

"Father and Emperor, will I be the emperor in the future? But why did he have to be sneaky when he was emperor?"

"Father and Emperor, are sons born to mothers? Why does mothers always hold sisters instead of sons?"

"Father and Emperor, why don't you come close to the woman's sex? The sons heard people say that the Father and Emperor have hidden secrets. What are the hidden secrets?"

At that time, Emperor Hongzhi, like all the fathers in the world, no matter how strange the son asked, always patiently answered, even if many questions ... very bad.

But ... it changed later.

The child is still that child, the prince's temperament has not changed.

But how has your licking heart changed?

Only, the mentality has changed.

These days, he feels more and more that his body begins to inevitably get worse, and even occasionally feel dizzy, which is not as good as he was in his prime.

The older the prince, the more he felt that the child in front of him was not just his son, but the future emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

He began to become harsh and harsh.

It is instinct to be a father to guard against the micro.

More than thirty cows.

When Emperor Hongzhi walked into deep thought, he followed Xiao Jing step by step behind him.

Xiao Jing looked at the left and right alertly. He seemed very worried. It was very late. His majesty refused to return to the palace. If there was an accident, he would have to blame.

Even here in Xishan, the more this time, the lights of all the families lit up, which was particularly lively.

The most lively is the Xishan Academy.

"Did you find that mistress?" Emperor Hongzhi smiled lightly: "If you can't find it, just go there and look at it. Some people say that Wang Shouren's bad man's heart technique, and some people say, this is a classic study! I want to know, this Why are the sweet potatoes and potatoes cultivated in Xishan? Let ’s see. I promised them to play tricks. Naturally I should see how far they can play tricks. "

In Xishan Academy, when schoolchildren are out of school, it is still brightly lit and overcrowded.

Gentlemen are different from scholars. Although gentry are also scholars, they no longer rely on reading as a career, or they often fall into the Sun Mountain, which makes people discouraged. It is better to live a few acres in the house.

Therefore, the gentry who ate potatoes in the daytime stayed, more just to watch the lively mentality.

Everyone was crowded into the Ming Lun Hall of Xishan Academy. As soon as Wang Shouren appeared, some talents who came to study suddenly stood up quickly and greeted Wang Shouren as a disciple.

Other scholars do not seem to have been influenced by the new learning, so they just watched coldly.

Wang Shouren glanced at everyone, sat down, and began to teach.

Wang Shouren grew up, a little more majestic than before, and his new academic theories became more and more informative and convincing.

This is the first time many people have listened to this new study. They heard it suddenly, but they felt a little bit of truth in their hearts.

Emperor Hongzhi smiled in a corner where no one paid attention, and did not seem to be moved by Wang Shouren's lecture.

Other scholars may be attracted by talent like Wang Shouren.

What kind of person is Emperor Hongzhi? Since childhood, the people around him are all famous Confucians in the world, no matter who stands up, it is enough to make people feel ashamed.

Their theoretical skills are solid, and their level is so high that they are not even comparable to the young Wang Shouren.

and so……

Emperor Hongzhi did not feel that Wang Shouren's seemingly novel theory could attract himself.

He was even disappointed in his heart, empathy, avenue to simplicity, unity of knowledge and deeds, he had already passed Fang Jifan and the prince to know a little bit. Of course, he naturally felt that there was something desirable It can be used as a subject. There are still a lot of shortcomings in this new theory.

Neo-Confucianism has been popular for hundreds of years. The most top-notch Neo-Confucian scholars in decades have been perfecting their theories. Will it be a Hanlin district, or a teacher of a Hanlin district? Shake it?

Emperor Hongzhi smiled and stood up, ready to leave.

But at this time, half of Wang Shouren ’s lectures were heard, and some scoffers sneered and interrupted: “Overview of Mr. Wang ’s words, it seems that as long as you do n’t know the unity of action and become waste, is the reader a waste? Underneath, who is ruling the country? Which one is waste? Fan Wenzheng, dare to ask if it is a wine bag? Yu Shaobao of the dynasty is also a scholar, and he is also a wine bag? "

Emperor Hongzhi's footsteps were slightly stagnate, and the imperial guards who pretended to be Confucian scholars all stopped.

Emperor Hongzhi sat down on his knees again, smiling and smiling.

At this time, Wang Shouren slowly raised his eyes and saw the questioner.

This is an elder who is over forty years old, sitting in the corner, holding his hands, and looks disdainful.

Wang Shouren saw much more of such people. More precisely, he also saw such doubts more.

Fan Wenzheng was the famous fan Zhong Zhongyan of Song Dynasty. For Yu Shaobai, it was the change of the Fortress of the Earth, Yu Qian who turned the tide and defended the city of Beijing.

Both of them have had ups and downs in their lives, but they all have one thing in common. They were once famous and admired by scholars all over the world.

Wang Shouren said calmly: "You are Fan Wenzheng, are you Yu Shaobai?"

Wang Shouren's rhetorical question was unexpected. The man's words were suddenly poor. Obviously, he would never be up to Fan Wenzheng or Shaobao.

At this time, I saw Wang Shouren said again: "But in this world, there are one million people who want to be Fan Wenzheng and Yu Shaobao, so dare to ask, these one million people are behind Tumubao , What does it do? "

"The Tatars are here. Do you dare to fight them?"

"..."

Wang Shouren is simply a veteran of education, MANG.

Everyone was silent, and some seemed thoughtful.

"Do you really remember going to Shaobao, is there a way to defeat the enemy?"

"..."

"You know that the Tatars are best at bow horses, do you know the weaknesses of the Tatars?"

"..."

"Do any of you know that there is a river outside Juyongguan, what is it called and how wide is it?"

"..."

"Do you know how the Tatar horses are different from the horses of the Western Regions and the horses of North Korea?"

"..."

"Why, can't you answer? Obviously you don't know anything, but you dare to compare Fan Wenzheng and Yu Shaobao, don't you feel ashamed?"

"..."

Speaking of this, Wang Shouren sighed and shook his head, saying: "The Tatars are coming. The readers of the world are talking too much, thinking that they are Yu Shaobai and Fan Wenzheng. The readers of the world are 150. Wan, relying on rhetoric, could not hurt the Tatars, Tatars and Wa'aos. After the Northern Yuan, since the Emperor Wen swept through the desert for a hundred years, they have resurrected several times and invaded the door every year. It has become a change of an earthen castle, and even the people in the border towns are displaced and scorched. One of the 500,000 readers can dare to stand up, patting his breast and saying, although I am only a district reader, I have a uniform Tatar Human approach. "

"Even if it doesn't, it doesn't matter, but someone dares to stand up and say that one day, the Tatars will come to me, can I kill him?"

...

Everyone remained silent, but in the crowd, the look of many people became complicated.

This is obviously naked taunt, but for a time it seems difficult to find rebuttal words!

When talking about this, Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan came to their feet.

These days are the fastest time for Zhu Houzhao to live. For him, these scholars are all his benefactors. It is only because of everyone's righteousness and fortune that he made a fortune.

He listened to Mr. Wang's words, with a serious look, naked mocking those empty-talking readers, he could not help but screamed with joy.

He smiled and applauded Fang Jifan.

Fang Jifan ignored him! But as a dad, ah, no, he is a mentor. Fang Jifan was very pleased at this time. His disciple, who is more and more a Confucian, has no idea when he will be born a saint.

By then ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ must be shining brightly, let's blind our eyes.

Fang Jifan stared intently at Wang Shouren.

Today, Wang Shouren seems to be agitated.

I saw that Wang Shouren took a deep breath and continued to ask: "What is conscience, and conscience is in everyone's heart, you respect Fan Wenzheng and respect Shaobao, this has proved that you have a conscience, but you have a conscience, but What is the use of talking about Confucian classics? Who can move the Tatars apart? Those who have no power of chickens, even if they hold the saint's way, are just useless people. The useless people are in danger. , The only use is to report the death to the king. "

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Today ’s update is relatively late. I would like to say here that I have had something to do with my family in the past two days. I ran for another day today. I rushed home in the evening. I wrote the third one immediately. I ’m actually tired, but tired again. , Before the twelve o'clock must also complete the five more completed, I hope you understand Tiger Ha! Finally, thank you ghost fox poisoner for becoming the new leader of this book, and thank you for your continued support to the tiger. As long as you think of your support, the tiger will feel worthwhile no matter how tired!