Take the system to ancient times

"Can't you say this?"

Xinghe pretended to be innocent, tilted his head and asked back.

"At least it can't be said in public."

This call was like pointing the nose at the gentry and scolding them for oppressing and exploiting the common people.

Although the reality is like this, the students of Bailu Mountain are all from the gentry, and similarly, these gentlemen are also from the gentry.

Worst of all, it is also poor.

"But shouldn't this be said?"

Mr. Xu laughed loudly: "If I shouldn't have said it, I would have kicked you out a long time ago."

Di Anzhong curled his lips: "You look at the way the old guy's legs are half buried in the ground, he's actually very shrewd!"

Mr. Xu picked up a roll of bamboo slips and beat him: "I, an old guy with half of my leg in the ground, is also your senior brother."

"It's just that you guys took advantage of your age!" Di Anzhong was furious, but he didn't dare to hide.

Yep, he already knows three brothers in this discipline.

Di Anzhong couldn't help asking Xinghe: "You are more courageous than me. If you dare to say it so bluntly, you won't be afraid of being caught as a pigtail, and you will not be tolerated by the family in the future?"

Xinghe curled his lips and deliberately hung him for a while before answering: "It's a big deal to fight my father! As long as my surname is Ren Ren, no one will dare to do anything to me."

"Fighting father? This word is interesting!"

When Di Anzhong heard the interesting words, Ge Ran covered his stomach and laughed.

Mr. Xu also couldn't help laughing: "You know your father well, he likes deviant the most."

After laughing, the topic continues.

"The law is the embodiment of the will of the ruling class. So I can clearly see that the will of the ruling class is to enslave the people."

Xinghe smiled.

Di Anzhong clapped his hands: "It hits the nail on the head."

Mr. Xu looked at him coldly and he calmed down.

Mr. Xu: "That's why people need to make changes, isn't it?"

"We also discovered this problem early, but we were unable to change it until your father Ren Tianze took the first step."

"And you, you can take the second step in his place."

Although Mr. Xu is a great man of Confucianism, he is not at all elegant in his ability to stir people's hearts.

At least Xinghe's blood was surging when he heard it.

It would be best if he didn't mention his cheap dad.

But for a moment, when I think of the main characteristics of this era, it is like pouring cold water on it, and I immediately wake up.

"If it was just like this, I wouldn't say that I have different views from yours."

Xinghe shook his head, and asked Di Anzhong: "Since Mr. is a legal practitioner, he can't even see the new law, so if he revises the law according to Mr.'s will, regardless of the royal family or the family, and only consider what Mr. So how far does the gentleman want to change the law?"

Di Anzhong thought about it, and replied: "To sum up, there are two points. One is to restrain the rights of the gentry and reduce the privileges of the nobles. The other is to eliminate the law of continuous sitting."

Xinghe then smiled and asked Mr. Xu: "You said before that Ren Tianze had taken the first step, but did it hurt the gentry?"

Mr. Xu smiled wryly and shook his head: "It's just some curfew, banning horses in the city and other small rules. At most, it helps the gentry to teach the dudes at home. His ability is more in civil affairs. In the past few years, he has He controlled the government with one hand and suppressed the local gentry, so that the people did not freeze and starve to death in a year of good weather."

Xinghe asked Di Anzhong again: "What do you think is the minimum condition that must be met if the law is to be amended?"

Di Anzhong clicked his tongue, relying on the fact that there were no outsiders in the room who didn't care about it, he blatantly said: "The death of the eight great families is the first step."

Mr. Xu didn't make a sound.

"However, the administration of the Dayong Dynasty is in the hands of the aristocratic families, especially the Eight Great Aristocratic Families. Although the military power is not in the hands of the aristocratic families, [-] ordinary troops are no match for one Houtian. At least half of Dayong's Houtian masters come from the nobles, and the remaining half belong to the various sects. , do not listen to the support of the imperial court at all. There are only a handful of high-end forces controlled by the imperial court."

Xinghe sneered: "If any emperor is willing to exchange [-] ordinary soldiers for a noble family, then he must be a real stupid emperor. But if he is a stupid emperor, he doesn't have so many soldiers to exchange the lives of martial arts masters."

"How many people did Dayong have? How many lands and refugees did the aristocratic family enclose? Believe it or not, the total number of guards trained by the aristocratic family is more than the emperor's soldiers?"

"Do you want the eight great families to die? If Dayong is destroyed, they will all die!"

Mr. Xu, a Confucian giant who is loyal to the emperor and patriotic, finally said: "Speak carefully!"

Xinghe shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, the two gentlemen looked strangely, one amused and the other frowned.

Di Anzhong learned to make a strange face: "Then what do you say?"

Xinghe smiled: "There is no other way, just do what you said, wait until the eight great families are dead!"

"But you just said that the noble family can't be killed! And then again, the noble family is not without benefits. At least if the noble family hadn't been taken in by the noble family, the previous dynasty had been fighting for years, and the people would have died many times." Di Anzhong suddenly woke up. Lai: "That's not right, why are you not talking about the law anymore, why is the focus all on the aristocratic family?"

He said he wanted to catch Xinghe, but he didn't use all his strength, and Xinghe easily dodged it.

"But now is the era of peace, the existence of the family has done more harm than good."

Xinghe said: "The most important thing is, even if God suddenly opens his eyes and the Dayong family is suddenly struck to death by lightning, it will be useless."

"Hey, hey, we are both from aristocratic families, and so are you now, don't be so cruel!"

Xinghe smiled and simulated the sound of thunder for him, and then continued after Mr. Xu's cough.

"The force in this world is so high that an extraordinary warrior can affect the rise and fall of a country. High-end force cannot be controlled by the country, so we must coax them to beg them, and we must give up enough benefits Give them. How much do you think they want?"

"If I become a martial saint, my children and grandchildren will live wonderfully and proudly while I am alive, and have enough privileges. At least if he hits someone, others will not dare to fight back. Isn't such a person a family? .”

"With interests, a family can be formed. Which ancestor of the Eight Great Aristocratic Families has not produced a martial sage? A martial sage can live to be five hundred years old. Does it take 500 years for a family to flourish to the level of the Eight Great Aristocratic Families?"

Xinghe concluded: "The aristocratic family's incessant killing is not rooted in politics or the military, but in warriors. But martial arts is the pursuit of everyone in the world, and there is no prohibition. Therefore, the aristocratic family cannot be restrained."

"Really...is there really nothing you can do?"

Di Anzhong asked, although he was not as clear as an outsider like Xinghe, but he also vaguely understood this point.It was also because he couldn't think of a solution no matter what, that he went to the doctor in a hurry and asked Xinghe.But when Xinghe really analyzed Dayong's dead end for him, he couldn't help feeling desperate.

There are many people in the same line of them who practice mathematics, he is, Ren Tianze is, Xie Yuan is, in fact, even Mr. Xu is also, but Mr. Xu only shows Confucianism when he is outside.

The three majors of Confucianism, Taoism and law are law studies, and law studies are my favorite.

After studying law for decades, he found that the difficulties he was facing could not be solved by what he had learned. His enthusiasm could only burn himself, and he was so full of resentment that he had nowhere to bury him. He could only face reality with a cynical attitude.

"Wait. When the people are so oppressed that they can't bear it and rise up, even if they want to have cattle and horses for them to exploit and oppress, they will treat the people kindly."

For a moment, both gentlemen fell silent.

After a long while, Xinghe was stunned and sleepy, and even planned to say goodbye, Di Anzhong suddenly asked: "If you can modify the Great Yong Law at will without considering all other external factors, how do you want to change it?"

"Well——, the first two are the same as yours, they also weaken the privileges of the aristocratic family and remove the joint seat."

Xinghe smiled: "Everyone is equal before the law! Even the guilty emperor has to plead guilty, and those who are innocent will not be imprisoned because of their relatives' mistakes."

Di Anzhong's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands again: "Everyone is equal before the law! That's a good sentence."

"The third article is to popularize welfare."

"Well, what do you mean?" Di Anzhong asked.

"Welfare is the privilege of the nobles. Except for those that are not very good, such as the use of cows to pay for murder, others, such as being able to go to school, free medical treatment by the imperial doctor, etc., are popularized to ordinary people. The elderly can get it when they reach a certain age. When you get the pension money, you won’t be old and have nothing to support.”

"Cut~ Isn't this the civil affairs thing?" Di Anzhong said disdainfully: "Let's talk about the law."

"Children under the age of ten must go to school. Not only the parents of the school, but also the local officials will be punished. Both the pharmacy and the old-age pension must be earmarked for special funds by the imperial court. People in the designated pharmacy are free to see a doctor and buy medicine at half price. If the pharmacy dares to Arbitrary charges or taking the opportunity to drive up drug prices will be punished as crimes."

Xinghe despised him with his eyes: "It's the law. Don't take these as customary rules or a means for officials to achieve political achievements, but write them into the law, and they are naturally the law."

Di Anzhong is listless. These are called government orders, and violations of government orders will naturally be punished, but they are two different concepts from laws in a narrow sense.

"Your idea is good, but with the power of the Great Yong, it is impossible to do this at all. It is still easy to discuss the matter of entering a school, but it also depends on the willingness of the people. Mandatory requirements will easily arouse public resentment. The latter matter of seeking medical treatment How difficult is it? What's more, there is a lack of folk doctors, and the precious medicinal materials are in the hands of aristocratic families and various sects, even if the power of Dayong is a hundred times stronger, it will not be able to do it."

Mr. Xu sighed: "If it can be realized, I am afraid that it will already be a world of great harmony as the sage said."

Mr. Xu looked yearning, Xinghe secretly smiled.

Datong world does not need it, the 21st century will do.Although it cannot be said that everything is perfect, at least these benefits have been actually used by every ordinary person.

Having said that, there is no need to go any further. How good you think, it can only be fantasy.

Both Mr. Xu and Di Anzhong feel that Xinghe is quite insightful. You have Naifu’s demeanor back then. Di Anzhong is no longer chasing him to study the Fa. Mr. Xu thinks that he has potential to learn Confucianism, but smart people tend to do bad things if their ideals are too far-reaching. He acquiesced in his request to study medicine "not doing business properly".

But I made a request, please choose one of the Confucianism, Taoism and Law as a minor major. When the time comes, you will be in Mr. Xu's class if you choose Confucianism, and you will be in Di An's middle class if you choose Taoism.

After the goal was achieved, Xinghe went back to the dormitory to talk to Xie Zimo about what happened today.

He did not mention the desperation facing Dayong, but only said that after friendly negotiations with Mr. Di, the two sides reached the final result, that is, Xinghe can enroll in the Department of Medicine, but he must choose one of the three schools of Confucianism, Taoism and Legalism as an elective.

Xie Zimo was dumbfounded.

"You are probably the only one in Bailu Mountain. Sir, I begged you to choose Confucianism, Legalism and Taoism as a minor student."

According to the course selection rules of Bailu Mountain, you can only choose one of the schools of thought as your major. Because of the composition of the students, most of them choose one of the three schools of Confucianism, Taoism and Law as your major. Choose a few to be a minor, and in this way, Xinghe may be the only one in the aristocratic family.

"Haha, isn't this great?" Xinghe laughed loudly: "It must be very interesting."

Because they had to wait for the grass bag to be thanked, the two stayed in Bailu Mountain for half a month.

On the fifth day, all the examinees had finished their examinations, and they went down the mountain to go home with the nameplates of the disciples who had passed.

As the victims and their family members, Xinghe and his family also got the nameplate but couldn't go home. It was a little pitiful, so they asked Mr. Xu for permission, and they simply went to the ten libraries where the essay test was held, and they didn't have time to eat and sleep. Never come out.

Except for the ten shelves of four thousand volumes in these ten libraries, the rest of the room is full of books that Xinghe has never read. There are annotations to the four thousand classics, some people's reading experience, and of course, more It is a short and powerful story written by novelists!

God-like novelist!

Ever since Xinghe discovered this, he almost went to the library with tears in his eyes.

He can finally have a rich spiritual civilization here!

The novelists here are completely different from the modern writers who write novels.

The "fiction" here refers more to "the theory of a small family" or "the theory of a villain".

Because novelists do not have any leading figures like "giants", only barnyard officials and storytellers who make a living telling stories in the streets and alleys. But it can't spread to the upper class, because the structure is not big, so it is called a "novelist".

And the works of "novelists" that can be included in the Bailushan Library are basically chicken soup for the soul. In Xinghe's eyes, they are really familiar and strange.

I really want to mix some arsenic in it...

The brother became an otaku, so Xie Zimo had no choice but to risk his life to accompany the gentleman, and went to the library with him.

But Xie Zimo doesn't like to read novels, of course he reads legalist classics.

"Ren Xiang loves to use Confucianism to cultivate people, but I will join the army in the future. Legalism is more useful in the army than the others. As for the elective, it is naturally a military school."

Xinghe clicked his tongue, Ren Tianze really covered the sky with one hand.

Listen to this: Ren Xiangai uses Confucianism.

The point is that any prime minister is not an emperor!

Although in Dayong, where the aristocratic family is very popular, the emperor is almost a mascot, but what about your loyalty to the emperor and patriotism?How dare you say that you want to learn Confucianism?

Half a month later, Xie Caobao and Wu Song arrived at Bailu Mountain.

At that time, all the students in the mountain had already left, and even the gentlemen left, only Mr. Xu and Di Anzhong were still waiting with him.

There is no way, the vice-principal has to stay as a representative, and the juniors of the vice-principal can't run too fast.

The first to arrive is the Xie Cao Bao.

If you just look at the appearance, you really can't tell that this elegant-looking middle-aged man is a fool in his inner strength, but when he speaks, false anger and real pride are mixed with a little hatred, intertwined into a distorted face, like a future generation. Stream of consciousness painting.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Xie Caobao scolded Xie Zimo for being "cruel-hearted, not a son of man".