The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

Wang Shouren smiled here, without any humor on his face: "If you can endanger the king and die, this is something that the previous sages have the courage to do. Such people are just like the saints. Worthy of praise from all over the world. "

"But ... does the king need the blood of his loyal officials?

He suddenly raised questions.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in this classroom became dignified.

Wang Shouren's face also regained his indifference, and I have to say that he is a person who is very good at confusing people.

Fang Jifan, who had been standing quietly, raised his mouth slightly, and even a pair of clear eyes smirked. In fact, he already knew that Wang Shouren had to prepare to rub those corrupt scholars on the ground.

It's really exciting.

What he saw in Wang Shouren was a spirit of vitality. Even though Wang Shouren was much older than Fang Jifan, this vigorous vitality was clearly felt by Fang Jifan.

"No ... need ... need!"

Wang Shouren replied verbatim: "Daming does not need such a loyal minister, nor does your majesty need such a person, and the people of the world do not need their blood. What Daming needs is that when the Tatars strike, the superior can Stand up and go to fight against the Tatars. What your majesty needs is that when he is in danger, he asks out what he can do, so that thousands of people from all over the world will stand up and tell His Majesty, No Tatar can cross the border, and no Tatar can show off his power in the town of Daming, my emperor. What the emperor needs is Zhang Qian, and he needs Confucianism like Ban Chao. "

"The people of the world need someone to stand up when they are in crisis and tell them firmly that the Tatars are not terrible, the Tatars also have their weaknesses, where are our strengths, where are our weaknesses, where can we help The terrain and the thieves are fighting. The people of the world only need someone to protect them. "

"Those who are sitting here today, even though they dare not say that the world is favored by the country, are all considered to be good families, and the days have passed. We spend ten times more than ordinary people, or even a hundred times. The house, there are servants around us. The ordinary people see us and they are short of breath. But if something goes wrong, they only know how to use blood to fulfill their loyalty. Do n’t you think it is ridiculous? "

Hearing this, everyone was already shocked.

Emperor Hongzhi looked at Wang Shouren with a gleaming gaze, and gradually realized that he had a little meaning.

This guy is so daring, actually in this large public, speculate that I need no loyalty.

And in my name, I gave the answer directly.

At this time, I saw Wang Shouren shook his head and said: "So the loyal monarch is the way, only exists in the heart, a person who has not read the book of the sage, if he can be loyal, then he does not have the way of the sage? I think there is Jing Ke stabbed King Qin, and Jing Ke was loyal to the Crown Prince Yan, and with his own strength, under the guard of thousands of Qin troops, Tu Qiong saw that he killed King Qin. Although he was not successful, his spirit could still be called Tao. Jing Ke is not a Confucian, but he also has his own conscience. "

"In fact, everyone has a conscience deep in their hearts, and those who read the book of sages are not superior to others. Those who have not read the book of sages are also the same. Many people have done it. Rebirth will also praise the righteous act. "

"The way of the saint is in the heart. Not only does it exist in the heart, but also how to seek up and down like the deceased. The way of the saint in the heart, we should spend our whole life and practice it, so there is a way! A gentleman has six skills. We learn the fencing method and the technique of killing. If we can not face the Tatars without fear after learning, we do n’t want to use our own blood to achieve loyalty, but try to use our own fencing method to go. Look for Tatar flaws, kill them, and protect the people behind you. This is your conscience, and your practice is one. "

"In your conscience, the peasants who work hard work hard. You learn farming and learn how to make the food in the field better and grow better. You record the growth of crops and write a book of farming books. In short, this is the unity of knowledge and action. "

"Daming has 1.5 million readers, 1.5 million readers, everyone knows the saint's way, and has a saint's heart, everyone knows benevolence, everyone knows what is called filial piety, and knows the etiquette. Ten thousand readers, you pick any one and ask him what is benevolence, they can all shake their heads and tell you: 'Benevolence is also a kind of benevolence,' but ...

Wang Shouren stared at all of them, and then said word by word: "But of the 1.5 million readers, ninety-nine of them know what the saint's way is, and they also have the heart of the saint, but they are sitting and talking about it all the time Talking about the nature of the heart, talking about the mountains and rivers. So ... what use does such a person have in the way of the sage, and in the heart of the sage? The Tatars are coming, they are useless, they have to bleed; When people eat each other, they are useless, so they write poems about the suffering of the people in the world; when the floods flood and the world becomes hell, they will neither build dams nor know how to protect the people. They are still useless as usual. "

"..."

Everyone was silent, feeling they were being beaten hard by Wang Shouren's face.

At this time, Emperor Hongzhi was shocked, looking at Wang Shouren, looking thoughtful.

Fang Jifan stood at the door with his hands on his back, smiling and watching Wang Shouren ...

Sure enough, he is his disciple, as sharp as he is, although some places have been taken a little bit by him, but this mouth, that Wang Lang old man is fortunate to have been dead for thousands of years, I have the ability to reincarnate to my Ming, Wang Shouren of our side Still scolding you again.

At this time, Wang Shouren looked up, under the candlelight, his thin face showed a stubborn color: "This is the person who knows the way of the sages, which is the people who support them. The people who eat the fat and anoint the people, are these my wise scholars and scholars? Many people are slaughtered in the border towns, and many people are not covered, but they can still close the door, they do n’t hear the things outside the window, and only read the sages. Book, what is this? This is a shame! The shame of a bureaucrat! "

Having said that, Wang Shouren lowered his head, and it was finished.

He apparently did not intend to give others the opportunity to continue to attack him, and then picked up some debris on the podium, ready to go.

In the school, everyone looked at Wang Shouren, but he was silent.

Really ... scolded too hard.

Today, Mr. Wang, his words are particularly sharp.

Wang Shouren took care of the Confucius on Li Li and was about to lift his foot to leave.

Suddenly, someone said: "Why isn't Mr. Wang talking empty-handed, if the Tatars come to the front and want to come to the scholars criticized by Mr. Wang, what's the difference?"

Everyone was looking at the person who spoke.

It is still the same person who read this book, and the scornful face of this reader seems very dissatisfied with Wang Shouren and disagrees with Wang Shouren's words.

After all, someone will be ashamed if they are beaten.

Someone will be ashamed and angry when they are beaten.

This dear friend belongs to the latter.

He is not convinced.

Pretend what you pretend to say, are n’t you exaggerating?

All of a sudden, many people suddenly realized that they whispered in a low voice.

Many of the people who have come to the lectures these past few days come to see the potatoes, and many people listen to Wang Shouren's lectures for the first time.

Therefore, naturally dissatisfied.

Wang Shouren ignored him and still had to raise his legs.

This person seemed to feel that he had pierced Wang Shouren's pain, and continued to take the opportunity to say: "Both are exaggerated, all are sitting and talking, and why should they be so sharp? You are right, the students met the Tatars, and they will definitely fight two battles , Fart urinating, but what about Mr. Wang? Would n’t you like ... it ’s not much better than me. "

"You say a Tatar?"

Wang Shouren finally stopped, staring back at the man.

It's just ... cold eyes.

But the thin man seemed to ask the Confucian student in a very calm tone.

Emperor Hongzhi still sat with a gentle smile, quite a bit of a good mind.

Zhu Houzhao pulled Fang Jifan's sleeves and whispered: "That kid looked at Yin Tang's blackness, would he ..."

"Don't make trouble, this is not a cow." Fang Jifan was very ashamed. He suddenly found that his prodigal son had become more like a mentor and a friend in front of Zhu Houzhao.

And the Confucian student smiled at this moment and said, "You dare not want to come, so ..."

But, when he said that ...

Suddenly, snap!

Wang Shouren's hand was severely patted on the podium.

It's a wooden podium, very strong.

But this fierce beat, a deafening voice came out.

Everyone looked at Wang Shouren stunned.

Wang Shouren smiled slightly and then turned around.

But at the moment when he turned around, the podium suddenly cracked and suddenly fell to the ground. In this quiet classroom, the sound was particularly harsh.

No one expected that this palm ... had such power.

Although there is no strength, but in the army, I am afraid that only the bravest warrior can do it ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Everyone's pupil snaps.

Fang Jifan was dumbfounded. Although he knew that Wang Shouren would martial arts, the force value should not be too bad, but it was really beyond expectation ... What did the children play ... Is it Dali King Kong?

Everyone was horrified.

Even next to Emperor Hongzhi, a group of people who looked like scholars were suddenly nervous, like a big enemy, and it seemed that from Wang Shouren's body, they saw some indescribable danger. They couldn't help but want their own long sleeves. Here, take out the hidden short sword.

It was immediately stopped by Emperor Hongzhi with a look.

I saw that Wang Shouren stepped down from the platform step by step. He didn't look back, but he dropped a sentence: "If a Tatar is in front of me, it's not enough. In my opinion, I can only get twenty before I can barely do it. Be my opponent! "

"..."

After leaving behind these words, Wang Shouren had already walked out of the classroom door, and in his thin body, he could not see that huge power had erupted.