Chapter 564: I am the dean

From the very beginning, the title of academy represented the practice sect of Confucianism. Almost any academy in this world is a place of practice under Confucianism.
The exception is Bailu Academy.
This academy, which was built hundreds of years ago, was a secluded place reserved for His Royal Highness Chu King after the second prince became emperor. That Chu King's Royal Highness was really lonely, so He began to give lectures here, and after the establishment of the Bailu Academy, he became the dean here. This is the origin of the Bailu Academy. His Royal Highness Chu was the first dean, and of course his last.
Because after the next Emperor Yanling ascended the throne, he allowed His Royal Highness Chu to leave. Since he was able to leave, the Chu King naturally left, but before he left, he did not pass down the position of the dean. So many years have passed. Although the name of Bailu Academy is still there, it has not been regarded as an academy for a long time, but a natural place for lectures. Great literary scholars will give lectures here from time to time. If something major happens in Luoyang, there will be many Confucian scholars debating here.
Nowadays, after the Emperor Yanling cleaned the Luoyang City Hall, Bailu Academy has gathered a lot of people, including the literati who had been deposed, and the great Confucian scholars with high reputation in the literary world.
Different from previous debates, they are gathered here now to denounce Emperor Yanling's fault.
There are few other sounds.
There may be other voices, but in the face of so many ministers who speak the same tone, no one can change anything. They can only accept it, and cannot accept it.
Li Fuyao came after noon. He stood in front of the door and waited for a long time. He didn't see anyone entering here. Then he took the umbrella and put it aside. Then he walked down the corridor all the way, and he could often hear Violent debates from different schools.
Li Fuyao stepped forward slowly, listening to the voices condemning Emperor Yanling, and even tapping the hilt with his hands.
He was a little strange. Since those are all great scholars in the literary world, he can only curse a few words such as faint, nonsense, which is simply the world's most serious thing.
Besides, it is difficult to have other words.
Li Fuyao pulled his mouth and continued walking forward, bypassing a corridor, and came to the most spacious school in Bailu Academy.
He stood at the window and looked inside. Everyone inside was sitting on the ground, forming a large circle. Inside the circle was a person who was quoting scriptures and saying something, and the crowd applauded from time to time.
There were even cheers.
Li Fuyao leaned against the window, listening to the nonsense, and then turned his head.
Then he looked in through the window and found that there was a familiar face among the people sitting on the floor.
The man sat in the crowd, listened listlessly, listened too much, and then frowned.
Li Fuyao noticed that in the middle of the big circle, apart from the person sitting, there was a place on the side. This should be the place for the other side of the debate, but now in the Bailu Academy, there are voices condemning Emperor Yanling. No one even stood up and sat down in that seat.
After listening to the nonsense for half an hour, the young man sitting in the crowd was finally a little unhappy. He sneered, "It's all nonsense. What's the use of talking more?"
He did not deliberately lower his voice, so he quickly made the great scholar who was talking in the middle turned his head and looked at him. The great literary scholar who was quite famous in the Luoyang city literary scene listened to these words and sneered: " Where did the yellow-mouthed child dare to be so silly."
The young man said casually: "Of course it's nonsense. You're nonsense. Is it possible that I still have to talk more nonsense to you?"
The prestigious big scholar said angrily: "You said I was talking nonsense?"
The young man said with an innocent look: "Is it possible?"
The great scholar's face was flushed red, and he stood up, "Since you are so sharp-edged, dare you to argue with me."
The young man didn't speak, but stood up and walked over to the futon to sit down, and then looked at the big scholar with a smile.
He has never been a person who likes to talk nonsense, since the great scholar wants to talk, he just accompanies him to say something.
The great Confucian settled down, spoke carefully, and finally said: "Your Majesty is indiscriminately and rationally, so those who are worthy of the state are dismissed by the Emperor for no reason. You said that this is not a random act?"
The young man asked, "What is meant by no reason, but please name a few adults."
Daru sneered and said, "Master Guan, the servant of the Ministry of Rites, the name of sage is spread throughout Luoyang City, has there ever been a mistake?"
The young man said lazily: "Guan Shan was born in Southern County, and there is a family of children in Southern County. Three years ago, the children of the family invaded and occupied the fertile land. When the matter became serious, the local prefect was about to deal with it. Then, in the end, the matter was not resolved. This is a shelter. I ignore the law of Yanling. What do you say this is?"
"You said that he was passed on to Luoyang City in the name of savvy, so that's how he taught the Fa? You said that for no reason, it is such a method for no reason?"
The young man sneered, "I don't know, I thought Master Guan was really wise, what do you think, Master Guan?"
Today, Guan Shan was also on the scene. These words were what the young man said to Guan Shan. Guan Shan’s expression was ashen, but he couldn’t say a word. He did write to resolve the incident. It is easy to track down, and the Emperor Yanling will not know it.
Having said this, the young man turned his head to look at the great scholar here and asked, "What else can you say?"
The big scholar's face was pale, but he still squeezed out a few names.
However, in the next few names, the young man said one by one the reasons for the removal of those people, and he couldn't pick out any problem. This young man who had been in the six departments was really a minister of all sizes. You know all the secrets.
The big scholar asked till the end, and then asked with a green face, "Who are you?"
The young man turned his head, then smiled and said, "I, Chen Bingjun."
Chen Bingjun, this person’s name may not be famous by the big Confucianists present, but it is considered a more famous one. This champion man a few years ago, in the exam that year, this young man from Beihai forced many people to become the champion of the dynasty. Later, his career was not all smooth sailing. I have served in all six departments. I have such experience at a young age. Only recently have I finally settled down. Of course, many people are optimistic about the future prospects of this young man. They will definitely I believe that this young official has an infinitely bright future, but he never thought that this young official would appear here on such an occasion, and he could even mock many of the former ministers of the DPRK.
After Chen Bingjun said his name, he felt a little boring when he saw that the great scholar stopped talking. He sat back on the futon, waiting for someone to criticize him.
He wasn't afraid of being condemned by anyone, just that no one would condemn him.
For a long time, the great scholar left that seat, and another middle-aged man with an ordinary face came. After sitting on the futon, he whispered to himself, "In the next Luoyang family, Yang Yan."
As soon as the name Yang Yan came out of the man's mouth, several exclamations came to mind in the whole scene.
Many years ago, Luoyang City had a famous debate about Yanling. It was probably caused by some literati who had nothing to do, but it did arouse great repercussions. At that time, it was Yang Yan who won the debate. .
The man was famous at the beginning, and everyone in the world called him Young Master Yang. The Emperor Yanling at that time even ordered him to meet him personally. If he wanted to teach the Prince to study in the palace, it was as if he wanted Yang Yan to become a Taibao, but in the end But Yang Yan refused.
This Young Master, such a time was still a good talk.
The people in Luoyang City were Yang Gongzi who was indifferent to fame and fortune, and didn’t care about these extraneous things, but no one knew. The next year, Yang Gongzi went to a college to study. He was a middle-aged man back then. No one thought that after all these years, his face remained unchanged. This was something that no one thought of.
But since this Young Master appeared here today, it means it will not be a trivial matter.
Chen Bingjun looked at this senior and arched his hands to show respect.
He will respect the real literati.
Yang Yan smiled and said, "There are some things, I want to ask Master Chen."
Chen Bingjun frowned, knowing that once this person speaks, it will not be easy.
"please."
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Not surprisingly, this will be another time-consuming debate.
Li Fuyao didn't have much interest in listening, so when the two of them didn't speak, he walked in from the door.
In the sight of everyone, Li Fu shook his sword and walked slowly to the room.
He looked at the Young Master and said flatly, "How about me?"
I come.
What is me coming, then naturally I came to talk nonsense with you.
Chen Bingjun was originally a very high-spirited young man. If someone else said this, he would mostly ignore it, but now it was Li Fuyao who was speaking, and Chen Bingjun silently stepped back into the crowd.
He met Li Fuyao in Beihai back then, and he had a very good impression on him at that time, so at this time, he was willing to make concessions.
Yang Yan glanced at Chen Bingjun in amazement, but soon turned his attention to Li Fuyao. He looked at Li Fuyao and asked seriously, "I don't know where the official title is?"
Li Fuyao frowned and said, "Is it possible that if you don't become an official, you are not qualified to talk to you here?"
Yang Yan smiled and said nothing. Since he is a monk and a well-known scholar, he would naturally not talk to ordinary scholars. He spoke to Chen Bingjun before because this young man had already impressed everyone before. , But this does not mean that Li Fuyao also has this qualification.
Li Fuyao looked at this Young Master who didn't know where to practice, frowned slightly, and took out a piece of jade pendant enshrined by the Criminal Ministry.
As soon as the jade pendant enshrined by the Penal Department was taken out, Yang Yan was slightly lost. He still knew the jade pendant enshrined by the Penal Department, from the lowest to the highest. Now Li Fuyao is naturally the highest one, but since it is the highest The kind of, why Li Fuyao looks so young, this makes Yang Yan feel a little unbelievable.
Li Fuyao asked, "How is it now?"
Yang Yan thought for a while, and then said his request.
Li Fuyao did not speak, it was waiting for him to speak first.
Yang Yan thought about it for a while, and then said: "Yanling was established for six thousand years, and Confucianism has always been behind it. The emperors of Yanling's dynasties have also regarded Confucianism as the state religion. Changed? Someone has helped you for six thousand years. If you say ungrateful, then ungrateful, I'm afraid it is wrong."
Li Fuyao looked at Yang Yan, thought for a moment, then smiled and asked, "I want to ask Young Master Yang a question."
Yang Yan nodded.
"But it's okay to ask."
Li Fuyao said: "If everything shouldn't be turned into an argument, does it mean that dogs should always eat shit?"
Li Fuyao's metaphor can be said to be vulgar, so as soon as it came out, there was a burst of laughter.
The voice was so loud that ordinary people would have long been ashamed and embarrassed, but Li Fuyao didn't feel the least, he looked at the Young Master and waited for an answer.
Yang Yan soon understood what Li Fuyao meant, and he asked: "But the son said that Yanling's departure from Confucianism is like a dog who changed to eat shit?"
Yang Yan's voice didn't deliberately cover up, so as soon as he said it, it caused silence in the audience. This young man, Yang, really hit the nail on the head.
If this is the case, doesn't it mean that what Li Fuyao said before is even harsher?
Such a metaphor.
Li Fuyao didn't answer so clearly, he just said, "Young Master Yang only needs to answer me, should he keep eating shit?"
Yang Yan frowned and said: "The son is not sincerely coming to debate."
Li Fuyao said: "Naturally, I am not here to reason. You are so unreasonable. Why should I be reasoned?"
Yang Yan said angrily: "What is the lord here for?"
Li Fuyao smiled, and then said: "Of course I have come to drive you away from here."
Yang Yan said flatly: "Everyone in Bailu Academy can come and drive us away. Even if you are worshipped by the Criminal Ministry, you are still not qualified?"
Li Fuyao said, "How can you qualify?"
Yang Yan sneered: "Unless you are the dean of Bailu Academy!"
Li Fuyao let out a cry, then looked at the people present and asked: "Really?"
Those people sneered and nodded endlessly.
Li Fuyao said with a smile: "Speaking like this, it's easier to handle, then you all go."
Yang Yan frowned and said, "Is it possible that you forgot what I just said?"
Li Fuyao did not speak, but took another jade pendant from his waist, then looked at the crowd and said, "The first dean of the Bailu Academy was His Royal Highness. That Chu King hasn't appeared for many years now. The second one, sorry, it's me."
After saying these words, Li Fu shook his head and looked at them, and sneered: "In that case, please go away.