Chapter 206: : Sage

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"You ... say such a thing, and still humiliate the lintel!"
Wang Hua reluctantly continued to roar towards Wang Shouren: "Xunzi is sanctified, Cheng Zhu is sanctified, you have to enjoy the Temple of Confucius ... can you ..."
Before Wang Hua finished speaking, Wang Shouren interrupted sharply, "Wrong again!"
"..." Wang Hua shivered. He looked at his son, who was too excited to contain it, but he saw Wang Shourenlang said: "Kong Meng is not in the world, who can say that Cheng Zhu is holy?"
"..."
Wang Hua tried to support the desk with his hands.
Cheng Zhu is not a saint ...
Cheng Zhu is not a saint ...
"But everyone in the world recognizes Cheng Zhu!" Wang Hua blows his beard. If it weren't his own child, he would have been killed.
Wang Shouren smiled and said with a big smile: "Haha, still wrong. The reader thinks he is holy. Are they holy? I am also a reader. I think Fang Jifan is holy, can I take my teacher into the temple of Confucius? , The saint does not call it holy, what qualifications does he have to think of himself as holy? "
Wang Hua stared at Wang Shouren with wide eyes: "You ..."
Wang Shouren continued: "But the saint thinks that Shennong tastes a hundred herbs, so he thinks Shennong is a sage. Dare to ask Shennong if he doesn't know Cheng Zhu, or even the analects, who doesn't know what is the reason, then, why did Confucius worship Shennong?"
"..."
"Cang Jie also does not understand what is the Four Books and the Five Classics. I don't know what the Analects are, but why does Saint Kong consider him a sage?"
"..."
"Yao Shun's achievements are only for water control, and he has never read anything about Cheng Zhu, so why does Saint Kong think they are sages?"
"..."
"This is because they have implemented benevolence, they have the thought of benevolence, they are sensitive, and have saved countless people. What they did when they bowed and bowed their heads was enough to spread through the ages, even the Saint Kong Kong sighed. Respect and respect for them. The sages of Confucius admired them, not because they wrote books and learned how much knowledge, but because they controlled the water, they cured, and they made characters, so that the ancestors benefited. It ’s a true sage. While holding an Analects and reading it all day, is it not ridiculous for the so-called cold window for ten years to not hear the things outside the window? Can the saint worship such a person?
"Have the saint regarded those corrupt Confucians as sages? The simplest way is that you don't need to investigate the so-called Confucian principles at all. You only need to know that the saints uphold benevolence and righteousness. This is enough. It ’s about doing, whether it ’s a big benevolent government or just a little helper, these are all virtue, father, you ’re wrong, you ’re wrong. There are 30,000 books in the Wang ’s study, but in my opinion, just stay It ’s not helpful to keep an Analects, but it ’s just a mistake! "
Wang Hua froze.
He scolded: "Sinister." After all, he raised the inkstone on the case, and wanted to knock it down. His hands were raised to half, but he was still in tears and was unable to fight.
This ... is my own flesh.
Tears flooded, and Wang Hua's eyes choked down, and he choked with speechless words. Eventually, his hands fell down weakly, and the inkstone also fell to the ground. With a clatter, it was divided into two.
"You ... Too disappointed your father." Wang Hua choked, daring not to cry, for fear that the cry would make him a father and lose his last dignity.
After all, he turned around dejectedly and staggered out of the study.
But as soon as Wang Hua came out of the study, the whole person looked like a swift leopard, and the sudden illness rushed to the room, and he directly proposed a kitchen knife!
I saw him carrying a kitchen knife, his eyes were crimson, and the wing cap on his head was crooked when he was on duty, and his clothes were disheveled.
The governor in the house met and quickly hugged him to hug him. He cried in shock, "Master, lord, what's wrong with you? What's wrong ... Come on, come on."
Wang Hua's tears flooded, and his eyes became brighter. Obviously, he was a gentleman, always away from the kitchen, so the knife in his hand was very irregularly danced in the void, and he had always cultivated him very well. ... "
He roared into the sky: "My Wang Hua is going to crush Er's corpse into pieces, he mistakes his children, he hurts my son, he is not as good as pigs and dogs, he is like a beast ..."
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Fang Jifan, who was at home, sneezed suddenly and touched his nose subconsciously.
It was late in the evening, just after dinner, a group of students gathered together, the stars stared at the moon, and did not skimp on how profoundly he learned.
The ancients, except for the indescribable things, there are no entertainment activities, so they are full of food and drink, a pair of tea in hand, when they arrive in the hall, they are touted by the disciples and stars, this life is actually still Very pleasant.
But this sneezing made Fang Jifan always couldn't help rubbing and rubbing the sour nose. He felt a little weird and sighed, "Someone seems to scold me? Is there something wrong?"
But at this moment, the door rushed in anxiously: "Not good, not good, young master, someone is coming in the palace, someone coming ..."
Fang Jifan suddenly emerged ... and knew that something was wrong.
How does it look like ... There are always people who have hatred against themselves, and whoever provokes them is this.
At this time, there must be something happening in the palace. It is dark now. As soon as it is dark, the gate of the palace will be closed. If there is no major incident, what can not be left until tomorrow?
Sure enough, an stepped forward and walked to Fang Jifan in a pant, glanced at Fang Jifan, and immediately said: "New Bo, the lady is pleased."
"..."
Sissy?
In the middle of the night, the lady told me to go?
Fang Jifan felt that the was teasing himself.
"Which lady?"
The grinned: "Two ladies."
Two? That is Empress Dowager and Empress Zhang ...
Fang Jifan was even more ignorant.
He didn't dare to neglect it, and something happened. Sure enough, something happened between the two girls in the middle of the night. It was so unusual that he would be damned if nothing happened.
Without hesitation, he hurriedly followed the to Wumen, but at this time, Wumen was already closed, and the guard on the tower hung a basket.
Fang Jifan pulled the long rope on the basket. He was alert and looked at the on the side, "Can't you hurt me, this rope is not secure? Forget it, I am a loyal minister, dead and not afraid. "
He slammed into the basket and was hung into Miyagi.
Along the way, he was led to the Nuan Pavilion.
Nuange?
In the middle of the night ... Your Majesty, do not go back to rest? But are the two maidens summoned? How did you come to the Nuan Pavilion?
I saw that outside the warm pavilion, it was already brightly lit.
The three college bachelors in the cabinet are also here, sighing with their hands on their backs, sighing.
Xiao Jing and several eunuchs were on the other side, taking care of the empress and the empress carefully.
Queen Zhang and Zhu Houzhao stood together, and Zhu Houzhao looked sad.
In addition, there is Shou Ning waiting for Zhang Heling, and Jian Changbo Zhang Yanling.
As for the others, they were born, but since Shou Ninghou and Jian Changbo both came, they are all relatives who want to come.
In the middle of the night, what is it about?
When they saw Fang Jifan coming, the people hugged and hugged.
This posture frightened Fang Jifan.
Xie Qian was anxious, and when he looked at Fang Jifan, he said sharply: "Fang Jifan, the last time he went down to Xishan, what happened?"
"What?" Fang Jifan was stunned. What do you mean?
Xie Qian stared at Fang Jifan, thumped his chest and said in full: "Your Majesty went to Xishan the last time, and when you came back, she didn't think about tea and food, and she had no appetite for anything. The father-in-law said that after hitting Xishan, this is the case. Let me come today to ask you, what the happened? "
Fang Jifan giggled.
Worried?
Psychological quality is so poor?
No way?
He said subconsciously: "It has nothing to do with me, I did nothing."
"..."
All of a sudden, it was quiet.
Then, Liu Jian gave Fang Jifan a meaningful look and said, "No one said anything about you, but only asked about Xishan. Why did you deny it?"
"I ..." Fang Jifan wanted to say in his heart, I got rid of the dog.
Looking at countless eyes, staring at him like a wolf ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Fang Jifan felt a little hairy in his heart.
Does your majesty have no appetite to eat?
Is it related to Zhang Xin? The thought of that foot-wrapped cloth really made him still appetite, um, most probably.
No, I want to protect him. Never confess him. After all, I am a good person.
Taking a deep breath, Fang Jifan said: "This matter, Grandpa Xiao should be informed."
Everyone looked back and looked at Xiao Jing.
Xiao Jing hurriedly said: "The slave-servant only knows the approximate."
This guy really shirks responsibility.
Fang Jifan had no choice but to say: "Maybe your majesty has caught the cold."
Xiao Jing immediately said: "The doctor has already seen it and said that there is no sign of the dragon's body."
"Your Majesty has no appetite and doesn't want to eat?" Fang Jifan couldn't help asking.
Everyone nodded.
Well, it must be Zhang Xin, it must be, hey, to protect Zhang Xin, otherwise he will die.
Fang Jifan thought a little bit in his heart, feeling that his neck was a bit chilly, don't really have any problems, it would be dead.
After thinking for a while, Fang Jifan said, "Maybe it is too bad for the chef to cook?"
"Huh?" Queen Zhang stared at Fang Jifan. Everyone was anxious for the past few days, but this matter should not be rumored, so it was just a group of people jumping in the palace.
The reason why Fang Jifan was called is that it has been like this since His Majesty moved from West Mountain. Although Queen Zhang asked her Majesty repeatedly what happened, His Majesty kept saying nothing.
Now Fang Jifan actually raised the question of the royal meal. Although Queen Zhang felt that the answer was simple, listening to Fang Jifan said that it was a somewhat unreliable answer, but it was not necessarily in the same direction.
"Otherwise ..." Fang Jifan said: "A new roe is coming from the house of the minister. Ask a chef to cook it and send it to the palace to change the taste for your majesty?"