The weather is warm in March, and the forests on both sides of the road are dense, with thick shades covering the sun, and the crowns are full. Due to the growth of leaves, there are green greens of varying shades. In the woods and grasses, animals such as tits and squirrels appear frequently, which seem to be full of vitality. The Xia Kingdom gave up attacking Datong Prefecture, and the envoy Xiao Bing ran up and down Bianliang again. The clouds of war that once enveloped the two countries temporarily dissipated. Zhao Xingde, with more than 50 soldiers, disguised the caravan and detoured the Song Dynasty to Dunhuang. After getting ashore in Fuzhou, he took the place where Zhu Senjielu gave lectures.

When he arrived outside Longqi Mountain, more than fifty soldiers fought in the inn. Zhao Xingde hired a sedan chair and rode his horse to visit friends with Li Ruoxue. Because Song Xia eliminated the bait, the two of them felt comfortable. While walking slowly, they admired the scenery of the mountains. Instead of realizing the rugged mountain road, they had some fun. Along the way, scholars riding horses into the mountains were endless. Zhao Xingde felt a little strange. It is said that the Zhulin Academy built by Zhu Sen had only dozens of famous students.

"Brother, is there any grand event today?" he asked by stopping a scholar riding a horse.

"Mr. Huang Zhoushan will talk for three days and discuss knowledge with scholars at Mr. Zhu Zhulin Academy." The scholar looked at Zhao Xingde with suspicious eyes. Seeing that he was kind and kind, he said kindly, "If you take your family to Zhulin Academy with your family, you might as well postpone it for a few days. It is said that there were as many as four or five hundred students who came to the academy to listen to the lecture yesterday. The guest rooms of Zhulin Academy were already full, and there was not enough horse stakes." He glanced at the sedan chair again and bowed, "I still have a road down, say goodbye, say goodbye." Then he hurriedly rode his horse forward.

Zhao Xingde leaned over by the curtain and smiled, "It's a coincidence today. Mr. Zhoushan's lecture at Zhudamu Academy is a grand event of Confucianism." After the prosperity of the Neo-Confucian Society, although Chen Dong, Zhu Sen, Zhao Xingde and others already had a great reputation, Huangzhoushan was a senior respected by everyone. Thinking of the people who sent Huangzhou Mountain to Qiongzhou in Bianliang, it seemed like yesterday that Zhao Xingde felt a little sigh in his tone. He had fought in Xia Kingdom for many years, and it is hard to say that he is a simple Confucian scholar now.

"Mr. Zhoushan isn't the Taixue sacrificial wine?" Li Ruoxue whispered.

"Who would have thought of his career as an official?" Zhao Xingde replied in a low voice, feeling all his life. He thought that the sacrificial priests of the Taixue was the most important position of scholars in the country. If Huang Jian gave lectures here, he would naturally flock to him. In fact, Zhu Sen's sister was Empress Zhu of the current dynasty. Because of her status as a relative, she could only hide in the mountains and forests and concentrate on studying. However, the scholar who became an official from Zhulin Academy was now promoted by Deng Su, the current Minister of Rites and the Minister of the Zhitai Academy. Under the deliberate protection of His Majesty, the scholars of the Neo-Confucian Society were all together and had become the largest force among the civil servants of the court. Zhu Sen was extremely strict in his studies and was not unaware of the opportunity to show off his talents and become the thought of Zhu Sen's students.

Deep in Longqi Mountain, there are tens of thousands of acres of bamboo forests. It is the spring of spring, and the spring bamboo shoots are bursting out of the ground, rising upwards, and the tigers are powerful. Countless green bamboos are thin and graceful, elegant and graceful, and the thick ones are like basins. Farmers can cut down bamboo joints to make buckets. Zhu Sen established the bamboo forest academy here, using the bamboo here to make paper for their own use. Later, he used spring bamboo shoots to make paper. The paper texture is extremely fine and was selected as a tribute today.

Under the bamboo forest, dozens of green tiles and white walls formed a yard, which was the academy. Now the horse tethered piles outside the academy are tied with horses, donkeys, cattle and other mounts, and some are tied to thicker bamboos. The sink that used to drink water for cattle and horses has dried up, and the servants are constantly adding water to it. This yard, which usually only accommodates dozens of people, is already full of people, with shoulders inside, and outside the door stretching its neck and looking inside. Fortunately, everyone who comes to listen to the lectures is literati, and the entire academy is still quiet.

On the podium in the middle of the academy, Huang Zhoushan was sitting in the middle, and Zhu Sen sat respectfully beside Huang Jian. Huang Jian had already talked about a seat and was answering the scholar's questions. At this time, a scholar named Yang Xiu asked: "What the gentleman said is that officials should be the people, not the same surname. However, when King Wu of Zhou defeated Zhou and Boyi and Shuqi died without eating Zhou grain. Isn't it the loyalty of his ministers?"

Huang Jian smiled slightly and looked at the seat. A Confucian scholar named Dong Xiang immediately retorted: "King Wu of Zhou is trying to rebel with justice. If a person with knowledge is like Boyi and Shuqi, where will the people in the world be?" Yang Xiu said dissatisfied: "If this is said, it would be like the Five Barbarians who invaded China, and those who were wearing faces and wearing hair and left-sided clothes can all be ashamed!" Dong Xiang said: "When talking about it, how can the Zhou Dynasty be compared with Di Yi?" The two of them refused to give in to each other and looked at each other. However, all the Confucian scholars looked at Huang Jian and Zhu Sen, who were above the seat.

At this time, Huang Jian said heavily: "This is the difference between the destruction of the world and the destruction of dynasties. When the Yin and Zhou dynasties were invaded by the Five Barbarians, they were destruction of the world. They did not eat Zhou grain and died, not for the death of Zhou Zhou tyrants, but for the death of the Shang Dynasty. Therefore, the people of the Shang Dynasty respected it, and the Zhou Dynasty had to praise it. For example, the Han Dynasty inherited the Qin Dynasty, and the Sui and Tang Dynasties changed its dynasties, and our dynasties received the world in the Later Zhou Dynasty. The surname changed and the name was changed, but the ethics, ethics, and systems of the world had not changed drastically, and China was still in the middle.

The people of the country were the destruction of dynasties. The people of Zhou and Shang dynasties, and the Chinese and Hu people had different customs, ethics and systems. Boyi and Shuqi were not loyal to the Yin and Zhou dynasties, but were loyal to the world of the Shang dynasties. The officials also had Emperor Yang, but they could not be equivalent to Boyi and Shuqi. The officials who were officials were all the money and ointment of the people. They should be loyal to the responsibilities of the world and should not be slaves of the family and the family. The way of being an official is exactly what Mencius said, the people are the most noble, the country is the second, and the king is the least."

Although all the Confucian scholars have read books from Huangzhoushan, they still feel different when they hear these deafening words in person. Many people show excitement on their faces. If they are chewing words, the word "member" in ancient times is synonymous with slaves, and the minister is a slave of the king. Therefore, if the minister wants his minister to die, the minister has to die, and if he does not die, it is disloyal. After the Han Dynasty, the ministers added a son to the ministers. This is a way of loyalty and filial piety, and the ministers and fathers are called both loyalty and filial piety, which is about serving the king like serving the father, otherwise they are disloyal and unfilial people. Some Confucians even regard the king as the yang and the ministers as the yin, explaining that the ministers serve the monarch as if they are wives and concubines serve men. The scholars have tied their hair and read books since childhood, and they are honest and sincere, and they can read them.

It is these knowledge, and I can’t help but have no doubts. Once I come into contact with Huang Jian’s writings, those who are officials are ministers of the world and ministers of all people are not ministers of one family or one family. The righteousness of the king and the minister is just to work together to take on the responsibility of the world. It is equivalent to liberating oneself from the self-identity of the king’s slaves, servants, wives and concubines. Get rid of the feminine Confucian who is despised from the inner world and becomes a husband who takes the world as his own responsibility. This inner liberation and joy are not enough to be told by outsiders. This is also the reason why Huang Jian’s real students are rare but his doctrines are poisoned by the world, and it is also the fundamental reason why Huang Zhoushan is criticized by others and eventually resigned from the Imperial Academy.

However, although Huang Jian can be traced back to the teachings of Confucius and Mencius, it is not the mainstream Confucianism since the Han Dynasty. Even the dead Master Yang Shizi, the Shumi Shaowu of the dynasty, Qin Hui of the Minister of Rites, Deng Su, and others spared no effort to question this. It was only because of Huang Jian's character and reputation that he did not classify him as the first-class evil. Since Huang Jian founded this school of theory, he has been well-educated for his knowledge and unobstructed refutation. However, there are few true disciples and officials of court officials.

Among the officials, only Li Ruobing, the Shaoqing of the Honglu Temple, was considered a formal disciple. Before studying under Huang Jian, Li Ruobing was already a rising star among Qingliu officials. He was the first in the Imperial Academy assessment, and was a senior of Chen Dong, Deng Su and others. He was very cautious and seemed to be a famous scholar. If other scholars openly worshipped Huangzhoushan's studies, it would be equivalent to being self-destructive. If he could argue with him, he would probably be appreciated by the powerful and powerful in the court.

Sure enough, as soon as Huang Jian finished speaking, a Confucian scholar named Xu Yingyuan stood up and said, "Even if Mr. Huang is so bright that he is still a lotus, and he is still aware of the right way of the king, minister, father and son, but it is hard to shake." Before Huang Jian could answer, another Confucian scholar named Cui Si stood up and said, "Mr. has a very high opinion of the argument, but there is no word in it. In my north, the Liao Kingdom invades the Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun, and in the west, the Xia Kingdom in Guanzhong, eyeing him covetously. What's the use of empty words to say that the kings who are immortal in the world are not dead?"

The two of them were not good at speaking, and the scholars were in an uproar. Zhu Sen's face darkened. Neither of them were from Zhulin Academy, and I don't know if they wanted to make a name for this. Huang Jian didn't think it was offended. He smiled slightly and was about to answer, but someone outside the academy said coldly and in a deep voice: "Your Majesty said, "You will die in the morning and die in the evening." He also said that there must be my teacher when three people walk. Mr. Xu claimed that he adhered to the right path and could not be shaken, but he was three points stronger than Master."

Xu Yingyuan's face changed slightly. Confucius was still seeking the truth, no matter how arrogant he was, he could not claim to be perfect. Xu Yingyuan secretly regretted that he had just finished speaking. There were countless sages of the sages of all generations on the way of loyalty to the king. It was better to say that he would be better than claiming to be upholding the right way. If Shaowu, Qin Hui and other giants in the court said this, but when someone deliberately pointed it out like this, he suddenly seemed too arrogant. In front of the senior master Huang Zhoushan, he claimed that he adhered to the right way, and vaguely pointed out that the other party was a treacherous evil. This name of "crazy life" could not be escaped.

Thinking of this, Xu Yingyuan's face turned a little blue. He and everyone looked at the door of the academy. At this time, the scholars outside the door made way. A green-robed scholar stood at the door. The man's face was slightly dark, he had no beard, his face was ashen, and his eyes were clear and filled with awesome power, which made people feel a slight oppression. He only hung a jade pendant around his waist, but no sword. If it were a sword, he would look more like a military general rather than a Confucian scholar. Behind him was a female family member, wearing a veil and hiding her face, and the white gauze hanging from the edge of the veil and her body was graceful.
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