Chapter 43: inscription

"Until this time, a scholar from Yunlu Academy took over the position of the cabinet chief. He did not continue to adhere to the ideas of his predecessors. He resolutely devoted himself to Renzong's command and resolved the matter for Renzong with the insults. There was a lot of trouble. The country-based dispute has finally ended.
　　 "Yunlu Academy was disgusted by Renzong because of this incident. He realized that the existence of Yunlu Academy was not conducive to the rule of the imperial power. At this time, Cheng Hui proposed to establish the Imperial College, and the imperial court could cultivate talents."
　　 "And the decline of Confucianism also began here."
　　 This is the origin of the dispute between Yunlu Academy and Guozijian over Confucian orthodoxy.
　　Guozijian is a national university, and Yunlu Academy is a private institution. How could a private institution ever do a national institution... Xu Qi'an suddenly realized.
　　 After Xu New Year finished speaking, with the tone of the exam, "What do you think, brother...Well, I am referring to the matter of striving for the national foundation, which has nothing to do with academics."
　　 I think that if it involves academics, you can’t answer with a muddy leg like Big Brother? Xu Qi'an complained inwardly and said with a smile: "On the surface, it is a struggle for the foundation of the country, but it is actually a struggle for power.
"Students who want to display their ambitions must hold great power, and the amount of power in a country is fixed. When you hold greater power, others lose power. The highest state of party struggle is the emperor who is uncrowned. The emperor."
　　 Xu New Year was originally taking school examinations casually, but his face changed a lot when he heard this.
　　 Xu Qi'an squinted at him: "Why, what I said is wrong?"
　　 is right, but you can't talk nonsense about this...Xu Xinnian took a deep breath: "You continue talking."
Xu Qi'an nodded: "No matter how powerful the Confucian dragon slaying technique is, the imperial power will eventually be stronger. After learning the arts and martial arts, it is sold in the emperor's house. This sentence does everything. Since ancient times, whether it is greedy or virtuous, as long as it is a powerful official , It will not end well."
　　 Controlling the government is only temporary, and it will be liquidated in the end, because the courtier is always the courtier. When Xu Qi'an studied history in his last life, there were too many uncrowned emperors, which one would have a good ending?
　　 Cao Aya does not count, the war years when the imperial power collapsed is another matter.
　　 Xu New Year asked urgently: "What is the solution?"
　　 What the eldest brother said to him, the college will not teach.
　　 "No solution!" Xu Qi'an shook his head and sighed: "The court is like a battlefield, the party fight is cool for a while, the family crematorium."
　　 What he said was strange, but his eyes seemed to have a thousand years of history brewing. Looking at these eyes, Xu New Year was stunned.
　　 "But there is still another idea here, elder brother." Xu Qi'an turned around.
　　 "Brother, please tell me."
　　 "Qian Daru's deeds are a living example. When you can affect the luck of a country, you will change from a scholar who adheres to the imperial power to a strong man who can equal the imperial power."
　　Xu New Year's eyes lit up, and as soon as joy appeared on his face, he heard Xu Qi'an leisurely say: "Erlang is very smart, and his son can teach."
　　 "....." Xu Erlang then realized that it was obviously I was testing him...
　　 Xu Qi'an did not continue to speak, thinking about a question in his heart. Although Yunlu Academy was cut off in the officialdom, it was still a sacred place that controlled the Confucian cultivation system.
　　 It's only official career that cut off.
　　 Although Xu Xinnian did not say whether the official career of the academy began to weaken, or the entire Confucian system began to weaken, Xu Qian felt that it was the latter.
　　 Because of the combination of the waterfall, Xu Erlang said: In the past two hundred years, the highest Confucianism was only the third grade.
　　 Is it because after the third rank, the Confucian system must be admitted as an official? Or does it involve things like Confucian luck?
　　 "What does this monument mean? Why is it standing here." He asked.
　　 Xu Xinnian stared at the Chinese characters on the stele with complicated eyes, and sighed: "This is the follow-up, or part of the Confucian orthodox dispute."
　　"The Cheng Yasheng was amazing. After he established the Imperial College, he knew that if he wanted to surpass Yunlu Academy, he had to have his own education system. Otherwise, the students at the Imperial College would still be students of Yunlu Academy.
　　 "So he devoted himself to studying the sage classics, re-focusing on them, and integrating them into his own thoughts. After 13 years, he finally created an education system that is better than blue."
　　 "Save the law of nature and destroy the desire of man?" Xu Qi'an moved in his heart.
　　 Xu Erlang nodded. With the conversation just now, he was willing to explain academic issues to his cousin, and said:
　　"Cheng Yasheng believes that everything in the world follows a certain law. This law is called "li". Li is the most essential thing in the world and the most correct."
　　 "All things depend on reason to flourish. But in the turmoil of all things in the world, people will lose themselves and lose their reason."
　　 "Therefore, we must preserve the principles of nature and destroy human desires?" Xu Qi'an said.
　　 To save the heavens and destroy the desires of man is the outline of the Guozijian school of thought. As for how to operate it, Xu Qi'an awaits Xu New Year’s explanation.
　　 Xu Xinnian continued: "Cheng Yasheng compiled a set of rules for the saint. If scholars follow this set of rules, they will not make mistakes, they are correct, and they conform to the laws of the world.
　　 "This set of rules raises loyalty, filial piety, integrity, and righteousness to the height of heaven."
　　Xu New Year snorted: "The king wants his minister to die, but the minister has to die; the father wants his son to die, and the son has to die; he must die for righteousness; he must die for the festival."
　　 Xu Qi'an listened silently, and suddenly asked, "What do you think of resigning from the old, is this right or wrong?"
　　 Xu New Year was stunned. He stared at his cousin blankly and opened his mouth to speak, but a mysterious force stuck his throat and made him speechless.
　　 Xu Qi'an understood that this kind of power is called "thought imprisonment."
　　 "That's why I have this monument?" Xu Qi'an turned his eyes back to the inscription.
"Yeah." Xu Erlang nodded: "The dispute between Yunlu Academy and Guozijian is a dispute between academics and ideas. This monument has been standing in the Yasheng Academy for two hundred years. It has never fallen. In fact, Yunlu Academy cannot beat the Imperial College in one day."
　　 "The dean has been sitting in the academy for more than ten years, and he tried to refute the things recorded on the inscription, trying to create a more mature and correct concept, but he failed."
　　 "Because it represents truth and rightness." Xu Qi'an said.
　　 "Yes." Xu Xinnian sighed: "Not only the dean, but in fact the great scholars and gentlemen of the academy are competing with this inscription, but no one can succeed. The thinking of Yasheng can be refuted by those who are waiting."
　　 "The blank monument over there..." Xu Qi'an had a guess in his heart.
　　 "The dean stood there, but he has never written on it for more than ten years." Xu Xinian pointed to the table beside the blank stone tablet and said:
"Later, some students and Confucian scholars tried to write inscriptions on the stone tablet, and they competed with Cheng Yasheng’s inscription, but they would be wiped off the next day. However, the pen and inkstone on the table were left behind. Perhaps the dean also had a glimmer of expectation. ."
　　 "For this reason, whenever the students have a whim and feel good about themselves, they will come here to write inscriptions. It is a pity that the person the dean was expecting never appeared."
　　 "I used to think I could, and I also inscribed on the stone tablet..." At this point, Xu Xinnian didn't continue. Obviously, he didn't plan to tell his cousin about his youth and frivolousness, so as not to have another social death.
　　 Repaying the grace of the Lord on the Day of Righteousness and Death, with a reputation for eternal life...Xu Qi'an was silent for a moment when facing the inscription, and said in a deep voice:
　　 "Farewell to the old, my eldest brother asks you, the king is heavy, or the world is heavy."
　　 Xu New Year did not hesitate: "Naturally is the common people in the world."
　　 Xu Qi'an asked again: "Then why are you studying?"
　　 Xu New Year subconsciously said: "Loyal to the emperor to serve the country..."
　　 After finishing speaking, he was stunned.
　　 Xu Qi'an didn't care, and continued to ask: "Is it really the lifelong pursuit of a scholar who has a name that goes down in history?"
　　 Xu New Year did not answer, his silence said everything.
　　 What the two great scholars of Yunlu Academy did in order to rub their poems also explained everything.
　　 Xu Qi sighed quietly.
　　 You have to die, why?
　　 The father wants his son to die, the son has to die, why?
　　 Can this shit-like society not have more human rights? Xu Qi'an smiled and said, "I am not a scholar, but I also want to write something, leave the old and polish for me."
　　 Xu New Year frowned.
　　 Xu Qi'an said: "Anyway, the pen and ink are here, isn't it just for people to write? If the eldest brother writes badly, someone will erase it tomorrow."
　　 After listening to the new year, Xu went to polish ink. After a while, he stood in front of the stele holding a pen and asked, "What do you want to write?"
　　 "I want to write by myself this time." Xu Qi'an grabbed the pen and stared at the blank stone tablet.
　　 The face of the stall owner who had eaten breakfast this morning suddenly appeared in his mind. It was obviously painful to death, but he didn't dare to ask for money. Poor like a dog.
　　 The problems of the subordinates of the Dafeng dynasty have been long-standing. The beasts in the hall are full of loyalty and patriotism, but they never show pity to the people at the bottom.
　　 He thought of Zhou Li's arrogant and domineering attitude when he rode his horse in the street. I thought of the record of rampant Wuji in the capital.
　　 The existence of extraordinary force made the ills of the feudal dynasty more vividly manifested; it also made the people at the bottom not even have the courage to rebel against it.
　　 He knew at least a few vigorous peasant uprisings in his previous life, but in this world, peasant uprisings were quickly put out without even having a chance to take shape.
　　 Xu Qi'an took a deep breath, exhaled heavily, and wrote:
　　 "Establish a heart for the heaven and the earth, establish a life for the people, and continue to learn for the future ~ EbookFREE.me~ to create peace for all generations!"
　　 After writing, Xu Qi'an only felt refreshed. He exhaled a depression in his chest, threw the pen away, and said loudly: "Farewell, this is what a scholar should do."
　　 Boom!
　　 In Xu Cijiu's mind, it seemed as if a thunderbolt slashed, splitting the chaotic spiritual sense and the shackles of the soul.
　　 He stared at his cousin blankly, wondering if it was an illusion, Xu Erlang seemed to see the rich purple gas on his cousin's head disappear in a flash.
　　 Click!
The stone monument beside 　　 suddenly cracked and a huge crack appeared.
　　 The brothers were taken aback. Before they could react, the entire Ashen Academy trembled, the dome "stained" and the candlestick fell.
　　The sculpture of Yasheng burst into a breath of fresh air, and the white clouds on the top of the mountain broke through, and visions were seen dozens of miles away.
　　 Xu Qi'an was dumbfounded, and his face was extremely ugly: "What's the matter? Okay...it seems to be in trouble."
　　 "What's the cause, what's the cause?" Xu Xinnian was excited and said loudly, "What does this have to do with us, we have never been to the Ashen Academy."
　　 After he finished speaking, he grabbed his head and rushed out and escaped.
　　 "Scholar, you wait for me." Xu Qi'an ran after him, saying that at the critical moment, the scholar is still capable of adapting.
　　PS: The Neo-Confucianism in the book is my academic genre based on "Cheng Zhu Neo-Confucianism" divergence and transformation. It is very different from the real Neo-Confucianism.
　　 This is based on the facts, and then make a magical change by yourself. After all, you let me create an academic genre....Well, I have such a hang, what novels do I write?
　　 The main reason for the explanation is that "Cheng Zhu Lixue" is polarized between praise and criticism, which can easily lead to unnecessary war of words, so I have to make a statement.
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