"The last general dares to ask Mr. Zhao to think twice."

"This is a completely different story," Zhao Xingde asked, "How to talk about it?" His eyes were clear and he looked at the brave officer.

Although he was a little unhappy, Zhao Xingde still wanted to hear him explain the reasons. If Feng Cheng opposed it just for the objection, or had the intention to disturb the matter for Wu Zilong or someone else, or talked about Xiang for the suspicious people in the court, Zhao Xingde was a little disappointed. After all, talent is rare in this era, and people who are good at reading and wise. A junior like Feng Cheng who is not prejudiced and chooses good and stubborn is truly rare.

Feng Cheng looked directly at Zhao Xingde's eyes and bowed, "The way of a gentleman is to emphasize both physical and functional. Everyone is a gentleman, and everyone must have the position of a gentleman. Ordinary people can first stand on their own in the world without being bullied or forced, and then they can choose good and stubborn and practice the way of a gentleman. If the status of the people is like a slave or a prisoner, then the people should practice the way of a gentleman is tantamount to looking for plums to quench thirst. The court wants the people to practice the way of a gentleman but not seeking fish from a tree."

"No," Zhao Xingde nodded, "Then, how can I go in the opposite direction when I pass on the way of a gentleman in the army?"

Feng Ying's fist was nervously pinched and replied, "Mr. He was appointed as the General, and was appointed as the Marquis of Wuchang. He was also the leader of Qingliu and a master of his generation. But have you ever thought that teaching the way of a gentleman in the army is a move that is not distinguished between public and private, or even private use of public tools." He looked at Zhao Xingde calmly and said slowly, "Although the Lord encourages us to ask the truth, I ask myself, except for the ignorant person like me, facing Shangguan, how many people can "analyze doubts" with the Lord. Therefore, Shangguan preaches and answers doubts, and his subordinates can only accept it. Over time, not only can we not seek the way of a gentleman, but we are in a completely different direction from the direction we expect. What's worse, this example will be opened..."

Feng Chengkang's speech came to this point and stopped to see Zhao Xingde's reaction.

"Speak up." Zhao Xingde said briefly, frowned between his eyebrows.

"As soon as this example begins, the commander of the army, and even those traitors with ulterior motives, can be used as a reason. The above officials are the teachers, the officials are the teachers, and the "either the party or the enemy" in the army. Before Lord Zhao, the soldiers are the generals, but they are just working hard. No matter how the military commander is majestic, the subordinates are always their own. Duke Feng Wenyi once said, 'But only teaches no evil, and tigers and wolves are also established from it'. But after Lord Zhao, if the future general follows this, then this small land will be difficult to protect himself. A person cannot be stubborn in his heart and the principles he believes in, how can he expect to be able to stand on the world? What the so-called "the position of a gentleman" becomes a mirror."

Feng Xian paused again, watching Zhao Xingde frown deeper and deeper. Although he was strong, he was not a fool, and it was certain that he was killed in the camp. If he had not been gradually returning since joining the navy, he had learned a certain understanding of Zhao Xingde's temperament these days, and he would never challenge the authority of the coach and master on this issue. However, as Zhao Xingde just said, the clever way of sacrificing oneself for justice is not to wait for the last step, but to argue with reason when the rules are just broken.

"Take officials as their teachers, and officials as their teachers?" Zhao Xingde murmured and said in a deep voice, "What else can you continue to talk about."

Feng Cheng said without hesitation: "If you really want the way of a gentleman to be great in the world, you should practice it yourself. Please stop teaching the 'the way of a gentleman' in the army." He paused a little and said, "The leaders of our dynasty, such as Mr. Chen, Mr. Cao, Mr. Wu, Mr. Lu, etc., will never be able to distinguish between moral articles and the struggles in the court. The disciples of the disciples were ordered by the court, but thanked them for their private sects. In the long run, not only will the party struggles in the court cannot be quelled, but the party struggles will spread to the entire Shilin. Everyone related to the Qingliu will be involved, and everyone who has nothing to do with the Qingliu will be excluded."

"Who can do the wisdom of one person is superior to the wisdom of the world except for the three generations of saints? According to the Great Food and Education, Mahamo is the last prophet. For us Confucians, those who call themselves saints after three generations are bastards who deceive the world and steal the reputation, and everyone can punish them. The true way of a gentleman is not achieved by imposing the truth on everyone's head. After three generations, there is no saint king but only a gentleman. Students deeply admire the gentleman's way of an adult. Mr. Mr.'s way of a gentleman is completely different from that of a saint king. It is precisely because of this that the students risk their lives to give advice, and hope that the gentleman will think twice before acting."

After Feng Xian finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Xingde nervously. Zhao Xingde frowned and thought, and the central army tent became quiet.

"You should not be so tangled with learning and government affairs." Zhao Xingde said to himself. He neither agreed nor accused him. He said in a deep voice, "Your words make some sense, but I still have to think carefully. Don't talk about this matter outside to avoid causing trouble." He looked at Feng Xian, and although his eyes were full of appreciation, he had no other meaning, because according to Feng Xian, there was actually a lot of dirty relationship between teachers and students between superiors and subordinates.

Seeing Feng Xing leave, Zhao Xingde did not turn around, but stood outside the tent and looked at the officers and soldiers in the military camp who performed their duties. Even his eyes made people who were busy like ants more careful. The officers who were more familiar with Zhao Xingde would raise their faces, say hello to him, and then shout to the soldiers, "The general is watching you." How can you teach people how to fish? Zhao Xingde's face changed and complicated.

The flag officer came over with a personal soldier of Han Ningshuang and secretly reported that the island barbarian reinforcements would come out of the mountain soon, asking him to go over to discuss the final decisive battle. Zhao Xingde explained to Du Chujiao and followed the personal soldier to meet Han Ningshuang on a small boat. Han Ningshuang's trip to the south was a trip to the white dragon fish suit, so except for Du Chujiao, Liu Zhijian and other old people in Liaodong, there was a vague guess, no general of the Song army knew who the commander of the Han army was, nor did he know the Han army. The two armies cooperated. The last time he returned safely, it proved that the Han army had no malice. When he went there, the generals were not worried about Zhao Xingde's safety except for being dissatisfied with the arrogance of the commander of the Han army.

Han Ningshuang asked Zhao Xingde to go to explain to him the gathering of island barbarians in the mountains. The Han army mainly exchanged goods with tribes on the seaside and on the plains. The salt, iron tools, silk threads of the Central Plains needed by tribes in the mountains were at least a few armored weapons and some exquisite toys were obtained from exchanges with tribes in the plains. In the past two or three years, with the help of the Han army, the connection between the island barbarians in the mountains has become much closer. Therefore, the island barbarians in the mountains responded very positively to the request for help from the Visayah tribe. According to the detailed report from the Han army, the total number of soldiers from the island barbarians in the mountains has been more than 20,000, and they will come to the rescue soon.

There was no other assistant in the cabin, and the carved window ridge table had a faint fragrance.

A huge Liuqiu Island map hung on the bulkhead, and Han Ningshuang softly told Zhao Xingde about the arrangement of the Han army. In this situation, the Han army has been preparing for three years. For Han Ningshuang, this battle is actually more like the last scene of a good show. The news that only a erotic civil servant could convey was originally needed, but Zhao Xingde came here in person, and Han Ningshuang explained it himself, which had a different meaning.

Under Zhao Xingde's eyes, she explained the details of each plan. Time flies very slowly and quickly. She commanded the army to deal with the Khitans for many years, and the staff officers of the Han army shogunate were also very effective. Some people even experienced the marching department in the General's Mansion. Therefore, the plan formulated was born with the marching department, which was bold, perfect, and meticulous. Zhao Xingde was very familiar with this plan. He had something in his mind, and as he listened, he remembered Feng Cheng's words of advice, and suddenly a sentence in his mind, "The saints do not die, and the thief will not stop." It buzzed and echoed in his mind, and he was actually distracted. What a person Han Ningshuang was? He immediately noticed Zhao Xingde's strangeness, frowned slightly, and stopped for the time being.

"What are you thinking?" Han Ningshuang asked with concern after waiting for a while.

"Somewhat moved." Zhao Xingde came back to his senses and sighed, "The young man is terrifying and feels a little old."

Han Ningshuang shouldn't have heard anything about this sentence without head or tail. But the word "old" touched a certain heartstring, and a sour and astringent feeling surged from the bottom of her heart. Han Ningshuang looked at Zhao Xingde. Indeed, he had really grown older after not seeing him in the past few years. Her eyes were slightly red. Since ancient times, her beauty was like a famous general, and she was not allowed to see white hair in the world. She turned her head silently and suppressed the sourness of the tip of her nose. A fresh sea breeze blew by her face, as if sand had confused her eyes.

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The pink walls of Donglin Academy in Changzhou, Wuxi and Donglin Academy also have a fresh plaster smell.

Here is as energetic as the young scholars coming and going here. Zhu Sen, when he was rebuilt the academy, he declared in public that he only taught and discussed the principles of the state and did not discuss the government. The academy gate was wide open, and there was no distinction between teaching and the officials, but teachers and students focused on studying and did not go to the officialdom. Those who went to the officialdom were considered to be broken and had nothing to do with Donglin Academy since then. Some people were disappointed, and many scholars who were unwilling to be involved in the party dispute came to school one after another, and soon the museum that could accommodate 200 people was full of people. No matter how unpredictable the outside, the disciples in the academy recited and chanted day and night, and they seemed to be a small world. Even if the imperial court reopened the big talk of the big ceremony, the scholars only talked privately and could not break the calm situation here.

Under the bamboo forest, He Fang, the mountain leader of the academy, and Professor Zhu Sen walked slowly side by side. The students along the way stood respectfully. When the backs of the two masters left, they sighed and their faces were a little relaxed. The two gentlemen did not hear clearly what they were talking about while walking.

"Shaoyang meets each other, are you making up your mind not to go?" Zhu Sen asked in a low voice.

"I won't go. The rules of the academy are to not discuss the government affairs. How can we speak without trust without trust?" He Fang shook his head and said firmly, "If the great rituals have nothing to do with the government affairs, then there will be no matter in the world." Seeing that his expression is firm, Zhu Sen sighed and did not persuade him. Deng Su might have been promoted to the Chief Political Affairs Office after the great rituals. The position of Minister of Rites is very popular in the eyes of many people, but in He Fang's eyes, this fame and fortune is far less important than his Confucius and Mencius's way of doing things.

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