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After having fun, classes at Xishan College started.
Having come, it is natural that some people would like to see what is so new about the new learning.
Among the crowd, a man wearing a turban, but not very conspicuous, also moved with the crowd.
The beef and potatoes are really delicious.
The more delicious it is, the more this person wants to grab his son and beat him up.
In a short period of time, more than 30 cows died inexplicably near Xishan.
The cow is a trivial matter.
The traitor¡¯s mischief was what attracted him.
The person who came was none other than Emperor Hongzhi, and he was surrounded by a group of imperial guards.
In fact, when Emperor Hongzhi was young, he also liked to go out at night. Anyway, he wandered around outside the palace. He could go anywhere, as long as he didn't let the foreign ministers know.
But now that he is older, there are not many opportunities for such night excursions.
"It's just that when he walked out tonight, it reminded him of when Zhu Houzhao was a child. At that time, Zhu Houzhao was only seven or eight years old. He was holding the child's hand like an ordinary father. Zhu Houzhao would always ask many incredible questions.
"Father, will I be the emperor in the future? But why do I have to be so secretive when I am out of the palace after becoming the emperor?"
"Father, is this son the son of the queen? Why does the queen always hold her sister instead of her son?"
"Father, why don't you approach women? I heard someone said that my father has an unspeakable secret. What is the unspeakable secret?"
At that time, Emperor Hongzhi, like all fathers in the world, always answered patiently no matter how strange questions his son asked, even if many of the questions were very bad.
Butit changed later.
The child is still the same child, and the prince's temperament has not changed.
And how has my desire to lick a calf ever changed?
It¡¯s just that my mentality has changed.
These days, he feels more and more that his body is inevitably getting worse, and he even occasionally faints, and is no longer as good as he was in his prime.
The older the prince got, the more he felt that the child in front of him was not just his son, but the future emperor of the Ming Dynasty.
He started to become harsh and demanding.
It is a father¡¯s instinct to guard against the slightest possibility.
More than thirty cows.
When Emperor Hongzhi was walking and deep in thought, behind him, Xiao Jing followed step by step.
Xiao Jing looked around warily. He seemed very worried. It was getting very late and His Majesty still refused to return to the palace. If there was any accident, he would be responsible for it.
But here in Xishan, at this time of year, thousands of lights are lit up one after another, making it especially lively.
The most lively one is Xishan Academy.
"Have you found the traitor?" Emperor Hongzhi said with a faint smile: "If you can't find it, just go there and have a look. Some people say that Wang Shouren is a bad man, and some people say that this is a way of managing the world! I want to know, this Why are sweet potatoes and potatoes cultivated in Xishan? Go and see, I promised them to mess around, so naturally we should see how far they can mess around."
In Xishan Academy, when the school children got out of school, the place was still brightly lit and crowded.
Gentlemen are different from scholars. Although gentry are also scholars, they no longer take studying as a career, or they have repeatedly lost their reputation, which makes people feel discouraged. They might as well live with a few acres of land at home.
Therefore, the gentry who had eaten potatoes during the day stayed, mostly just to watch the fun.
Everyone was crowded into the Minglun Hall of Xishan Academy. As soon as Wang Shouren appeared, some scholars who came specifically to study quickly stood up and paid homage to Wang Shouren.
Other scholars seemed to have not been influenced by the new learning, so they just watched with cold eyes.
Wang Shouren glanced at everyone, sat down, and started teaching.
Wang Shouren has grown up, and is more majestic than he was before. His new theories are becoming more and more detailed and persuasive.
Today is the first time for many people to hear this new lesson. They were stunned when they heard it, but they vaguely felt that it made some sense.
Emperor Hongzhi was smiling in a corner where no one was paying attention, and seemed not to be moved by Wang Shouren's lecture.
Other scholars may be attracted by talents like Wang Shouren.
But who is Emperor Hongzhi?While here, Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan came quietly.
"These days are the happiest times for Zhu Houzhao. For him, these scholars are all his patrons. It is because of their kindness and wealth that he has made a lot of money.
He listened to Mr. Wang¡¯s words with a serious look on his face, nakedly mocking those scholars who were talking nonsense, and couldn¡¯t help but scream in joy.
He smiled and winked at Fang Jifan.
Fang Jifan ignored him! But as a father, ah, no, a mentor, Fang Jifan was quite pleased at this time. His disciple was becoming more and more like a great Confucian, and he didn't know when he would be able to develop the character of a saint.
By then, it must be so bright that it will blind your eyes.
Fang Jifan stared at Wang Shouren intently.
Today, Wang Shouren seemed a little angry.
Wang Shouren took a deep breath and continued to ask: "What is conscience? Conscience is in your hearts. You respect Fan Wenzhenggong and Shaobao. This proves that you have conscience. But even though you have conscience, you don't have conscience." What's the use of talking about scriptures with one's hands? Who can touch the Tatars? A person who has no power to tie a chicken, even if he has the way of a saint in his heart, is just a useless person, and a useless person will be in danger. , its only use is to repay the king with death."
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