New Shun 1730

While the court meeting was still in progress, Chen Zhen was summoned to a deserted place by several elders of Chang Hong Society.

Until he was called away, he was still enjoying the unparalleled pleasure of being subdued and righteous by a barbarian-like military commander, and also acted out the story in the history books, bearing a thorn to plead guilty.

He thought that he was called away by the big boss in the society because he wanted to praise him.

However, several big bosses in the club scolded him.

"What did you say to Liu Yu?"

"Are those words what you should have said? Are these things you said of any use? Childish words and boastful talk have ruined the face of me, Chang Hongshe, and the dignity of scholars all over the world!"

After scolding him, Chen Zhen was at a loss and asked curiously: "Masters, what did I do wrong?"

The prestigious bosses in the society took out the copied memorials, recited a few paragraphs of the original words recorded by Liu Yu and the paraphrased content, and then asked sternly: "Is this what you said?"

Chen Zhen was stunned, and then said: "I said that. But that's not what I meant at all. It was Liu Shouchang who understood it wrong. I said that since the Song Dynasty, many Confucian scholars have behaved like women. But this is not the case. It’s not what I said, it’s what Mr. Xi Zhai said.”

"Besides, I didn't say that Confucian scholars should go to the frontier fortress to practice, I just said..."

Just after explaining half a sentence, the rest of the explanation was rudely interrupted.

"Enough!"

"idiot!"

"Do you know what might happen if you say this?"

Chen Zhen is a determined person. He would rather die than bend what he thinks is right. Hearing the rebuke from the elders of the club, although according to etiquette, juniors cannot talk back when being reprimanded, they couldn't help it after all.

"Although what Liu Shouchang said is extreme, it may not be unreasonable. In the Tang Dynasty, Confucian scholars carried three-foot swords across the border fortresses and wrote magnificent poems. As for earlier, the Han Dynasty was far away, and its writers could make history, and their martial arts could defeat the Xiongnu. Even in later generations Xin Jiaxuan, Chen Tongfu and others can fight on horseback, hold swords, and write poems."

"If we, the Confucian scholars, want to eliminate the Cheng-Zhu women's attitude, we should return to the Confucianism of the pre-Qin Dynasty! What Liu Shouchang said is not unreasonable. If we, the Confucian scholars, want to enter school, we must go to the frontier to experience education... "

Just as he was quoting scriptures conveniently, the already furious club elders became furious and cursed: "Idiot! Idiot!"

After two stupid sentences, Chen Zhen lowered his head, but refused to lean forward, squeezing his neck and said: "Your Majesty broke the Rakshasa before, and you didn't join me in joining the poem. Don't you wish you could get drunk on the battlefield?"

"Now that the imperial court is expanding to the border, and many barbarians from all over the world are convinced, they should be educated and respected, so that they can know their virtues."

It would have been better not to say this, but once he said it, the big boss in the society even scolded him: "You are drunk on the battlefield, but you are not doing such a shabby job."

"If you use the army as a soldier, you can't turn it into a submissive one. If you don't hold the army brazenly and mess with us on the border, it's a blessing! Just like a beast, if you ask for great rule, it will lead to chaos. Barbarians surrender to force, It's a blessing if you don't take the initiative to attack us. If you try to educate people like that in order to achieve great governance, you will only cause chaos! "Don't you even understand this? "

"Is it possible that all the scholars in the world have studied hard for ten years just to go to the frontier to eat dust? Everyone has their own duties, and we, the scribes, should write articles to enhance our culture. You say this, you want to make all the scholars in the world Where?"

"Is it possible that you, Chen Changgong, are the only true Confucian scholar in this world, and the rest are fake Confucian scholars? If you say such a thing, how will the world's scholars view our Chang Hong Society? How many accusations will it bring to our Chang Hong Society?"

Chen Zhen only felt sad in his heart. He clenched his fists and asked with all the righteousness in his heart: "We will take Chang Hong as the name of the company. The ancients said: The blue is born from the blood of Chang Hong, and the bird is born from the soul of Du Yu! It needs to be transformed with passion. Bi, can’t you even bear the wind and sand at the frontier?”

His voice was very loud, already bringing out some resentment and anger. Coupled with his clenched fists and continuous questioning, it made the seniors in the club whom he once respected even more furious.

I thought it would be just a few words of reprimand, but I didn't expect Chen Zhen to retort repeatedly, especially the sentence "I wrote poems a few days ago, wishing I could get drunk on the battlefield", which was more like a slap in everyone's face.

Snap!

A crisp slap hit Chen Zhen's face, who was still snarling, and the senior in the club cursed: "Are you the only one with such passion?"

"If we are old enough again, we will not shave our heads and bend our knees like those hypocritical Confucians. We will die and become green!"

"According to what you said, are we all cowards? Are we all hypocrites? Are you the only one with such a strong heart?"

"Do you know how many people your words will cause to resent our Chang Hong Society? Do you know how many scholars will hate our Chang Hong Society?"

"Okay, since you have green blood, and we are all fake Confucians, I'm afraid this Changhong Society won't be able to accommodate you! Please find another job, we are not worthy of talking to you, Chen Changgong!"

The literati's slap was much less powerful than that of Liu Yu, who was young and had killed people before.

But this slap directly stunned Chen Zhen.

Such a slap was ten times more painful than Liu Yu's beating that day.

The last sentence, "This Changhong Society can't accommodate you anymore," made Chen Zhen feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his whole body was chilled, and his mind went blank.

It was as if someone had hit the back of the head hard with a stone, or as if he had suddenly fallen into a vast white cold fog with nowhere to go.

The hand that was originally clenched into a fist slowly loosened its grip and covered his hot face.

If he wanted to say something else, the seniors he respected had already turned and left.

As if his soul was lost, Chen Zhen felt that there was nowhere to go. He wandered back to his residence like a stray dog. The thunder bomb he had carefully hidden was also taken away, and his clothes were scattered everywhere in the opened box.

He sat on the bed as if he had lost his soul, covering his still hot and painful cheeks. Somehow, a mist appeared in front of his eyes, and hot tears fell down.

That day, he was beaten by Liu Yu to the point of vomiting blood, but he never cried to Liu Yu. It was not until the Duke of E came that he asked the court with tears in his eyes why it was defeated without being defeated. Why didn't he want to be decent?

The situation of asking for forgiveness a few days ago was just like just now, but like a meteor across the night sky, all the glory had dissipated, leaving only endless depression.

I was the only one left in the dormitory, covering my face, and tears were dripping.

He sat there half a day without a clear mind. It was dark, but he was not hungry and did not turn on the lights. He missed the classes of the Imperial College for the first time.

For several days afterwards, the crisp sound of the slap still echoed in his ears, making him feel nothing outside.

The members of Chang Hong Society gathered together and expelled him. He covered his face.

The person who enforced the law found him and hit his back and buttocks with a wooden stick. He did not cry out in pain. After the beating, he still covered his face, as if the place hit by the wooden stick was his own face.

The partners and friends who had once written poems together alienated him, as if he was covered with shit from the cesspool.

The people of Chang Hong Society gathered together again, drinking and writing poems, and the poetic spirit was high. Chen Zhen could only watch from afar and left in a daze.

The Imperial College did not expel him, but he seemed to no longer be a student of the Imperial College. No one of his former classmates talked to him, and he became a forgotten corner of the Imperial College.

Chang Hong Society issued a statement, which was circulated in various academic societies in the capital.

The reason for expelling Chen Zhen was that Chen Zhen was a treacherous villain who made shocking remarks to seek fame. Chen Zhen's remarks had nothing to do with Chang Hong Society, and Chen Zhen had no connection with Chang Hong Society since then.

He was a villain who made sweet words, made shocking remarks, and sought fame.

He was a villain.

Until a few days later.

When Chen Zhen was sitting there stupidly, covering his cheeks that had long since disappeared, Liu Yu, who had apologized many days ago, came to him.

This time, he was no longer a treacherous person, but wearing the brocade clothes of the guards, he said something to Chen Zhen who seemed to have lost his soul.

"Brother Chen, I thought about it carefully again, and it seems that what you said that day was not so reasonable. Goodbye."

After saying that, he bowed his hands, and did not stay for a moment, and said goodbye.

Chen Zhen finally woke up from the stone statue covering his face, and shouted at Liu Yu's back: "No! I'm right! I'm right!"

However, Liu Yu's back did not stop for a moment, and he staggered out of Chen Zhen's sight and disappeared from his vision.

…………

After leaving the Imperial College, Liu Yu had to hurry to the Forbidden City. As a guard of honor, he had to work for five consecutive days before he could rest for a while.

These days, he has been learning the rules and regulations, and he needs to recite many laws and regulations about the guards of honor. If he is the eldest son of a noble, he should learn since childhood, but he is not, so he needs to learn.

What he has to recite every day are all kinds of clauses.

If the guards of honor usually carry weapons, they need to carry swords. If they are in the imperial palace, they are not allowed to draw their swords unless they are sent by imperial decree. If they draw their swords by mistake, they will be strangled. If the people standing on the left and right see them draw their swords by mistake, they must all be arrested. If they are not arrested immediately, they will be exiled for three thousand miles. If there are special imperial decrees to punish them and give them food in the weapons, they will not be punished. Others in the imperial palace were not allowed to draw their swords by mistake. If they drew their swords by mistake or if someone else failed to arrest them immediately, the guards would be convicted...

Basically, these were the clauses. Being a guard in front of the palace was not an easy job. Liu Yu finally understood why there were such silly scenes in Jing Ke assassinating the king of Qin. Drawing a sword without an imperial order would result in hanging, and not stopping someone from drawing a sword would result in exile for three thousand miles.

In addition, when to patrol at night, the patrol route, the manners in front of the emperor, the duties during the patrol... a lot of things, although it is impossible to encounter them immediately, but you need to memorize them thoroughly.

There are also people responsible for guiding drills, inspecting and asking questions. The responsibilities are too heavy. If Liu Yu has problems, those responsible for training will also be unlucky.

The person in charge of each shift is either the son-in-law, the marquis, or the older guard of the son of a duke. He has a low status among these people, but everyone respects him very much.

It has little to do with military merit. The main thing is that everyone knows that Liu Yu may be very successful in the future, and he can serve the emperor.

Of course, just like their Duke's Mansion, there are some places that adults with a penis like him cannot enter.

The emperor gave him a short time to study, and he did not need to consider loyalty. They were all sons of dukes, and their families would have hundreds of people buried with them if they made a slight mistake.

The only thing Liu Yu had to grasp was the manners when he was accompanied by the guards.

The Luosha delegation was coming, and the emperor specifically asked Liu Yu to be the attendant guard at the reception, and also act as an interpreter, rejecting the Catholic missionaries in the court.

Although they would also attend, they would not be the interpreters around the emperor, which could be regarded as putting pressure on the Catholic missionaries in the country: you used to monopolize the practical learning of Western learning and used it as a threat to preach, but now the court has another channel. The court only wants to learn practical learning and has no interest in hell and heaven.