After Wang Shizhen finished speaking, it should have been shocking, but instead the whole place was filled with silence.
Those with profound knowledge are all greatly inspired, frowning and thinking deeply, completely forgetting about external objects.
Those with shallow skills will just scratch their heads and scratch their heads without understanding. They just feel that it is very powerful, but they cannot tell what is so great.
Sun Jigao, Jinke Huiyuan, who was sitting in the audience, was somewhere between the two, lost in a trance and mumbling to himself.
Innate rationality... practical rationality... the dispute over paths...
It seemed as if the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became.
Li Sancai retracted his eyes and stared directly at the article Wang Shizhen had put in his arms, and said with a solemn expression: "Brother Yide, how do you evaluate this article?"
Sun Jigao came back to his senses slightly, and said with uncontrollable confusion in his voice: "I can't tell."
"When it comes to creation, it is just a clarification of the Taoist context, and there is nothing new about it."
Taoism has nothing to do with Taoism, but the Confucian orthodoxy founded by Zhou Dunyi. It is also the context of this article recited by Wang Shizhen.
It originated in the pre-Qin Dynasty and was based on the pre-Song Dynasty. It restored the so-called "Taoism" that Confucianism had interrupted for nearly a thousand years, that is, the "study of life and life". It is now the unshakable orthodoxy of Confucianism and the orthodoxy among orthodoxies.
No matter Cheng, Zhu, or King Lu, they are all in the same lineage and cannot escape from this cage.
Sun Jigao paused and spoke again: "But..."
"Just by sparing the source of the river, there are also signs of converging into rivers, and there is even a vague follow-up that is about to come out. I can't break it for a while."
"As far as his knowledge is concerned, he can be said to be a learned man, knowledgeable and knowledgeable about the past! He has various schools of thought at his fingertips. With his great tone and broad knowledge, he must be the master of the world!"
This sentence is unbreakable, which is why Sun Jigao lost his mind just now.
This strange feeling of not seeing a new theory, but showing great momentum, made Sun Jigao feel uncomfortable.
After listening to Sun Jigao's words, Li Sancai felt that he could no longer agree.
He exclaimed: "The clan has practiced for hundreds of generations, and has learned from ancient and modern times. How can we not be called a master?"
All knowledge is inherited from the same origin.
As the master said, the knowledge of Zhou Zhang, Cheng Zhu, and Lu Wang can be said to come from the same source, and the latter are all based on the former, innovating from the old.
The foundation of a sage will not come from all over the world, nor will it fall from the sky. Sorting out the context of classics has always been the only way for a sage.
And this step is called the Grandmaster of Zongluo Baidai!
Sun Jigao was even more amazed: "In the past, only when we were within the same group and made innovations, could I say that I was a master. The two professors on the stage, Mr. Xue, Mr. Li, and Mr. Yuan, are all like this."
"Today is the first time I have encountered someone who made me admire someone who claims to be a sect without seeing the doctrine."
"This alone, even if it has not been pioneered, is enough to be considered a master on the stage."
As a member of Jinke Huiyuan, his knowledge is naturally not low.
Although he couldn't figure out what was so great at the moment, since it made him feel extraordinary, he must not be a simple person.
Brother Li Sancai, I think things are not destined to be so pure.
He just touched his chin and said softly: "I don't know which grandmaster this is. Could it be Chunfang Li Gong?"
He heard that Li Chunfang was also invited to Beijing, but he didn't see her today.
Sun Jigao laughed and shook his head.
After all, Li Sancai was less knowledgeable, so he guessed what Li Chunfang was doing.
But he could tell at a glance that this was not the level that Li Chunfang, the fake Taoist gentleman who specializes in Qingci, could achieve.
He thought for a moment and guessed: "It should be a mountain farmer and a woodcutter."
Li Sancai was stunned for a moment, and was convinced by Sun Jigao in an instant, and nodded in agreement.
Mountain farmer and woodcutter refers to Yan Jun, a great Confucian of the Daily Use School.
He exalted the mountain farmer and woodcutter as the way to save the world and gain knowledge, so he called himself mountain farmer and woodcutter.
Yan Jun is also a well-labeled master - after Yan Zhenqing, he is the direct descendant of Wang Gen of Taizhou, Tan Lun's teacher, and Hu Zongxian's military adviser.
When he was young, he lectured all over the world, and Wang Zhigao and Zou Yinglong were both his followers.
Xu Jie specially invited him to come to the capital to give lectures. Those who were under the rank of San Gong were asked to look out for opportunities.
Unfortunately, in the forty-fifth year of Jiajing reign, Yan Jun was imprisoned because he taught "modern autocracy" during his lectures, which led to the view that "no one has a soul to complain about and has no plans". Three years later, he was transferred to the frontier - even if there was no literary prison, there would be no
As far as being able to criticize the central government's "authoritarianism".
After he served as a garrison on the border, he was issued a license by Yu Dayou and specially hired as a military advisor. He was then exempted from the crime with military merit.
Now he lives in seclusion to study and educate the people, and no longer gets involved in worldly disputes.
Compared with Li Chunfang, this contemporary great scholar with legendary experience is more likely to have such a level.
"Young man guessed wrong, it's not Yan Shannong."
A voice sounded from behind the two of them.
They both turned back.
I saw a middle-aged man in his early forties stroking his beard, and it was obviously this man who said the words.
Li Sancai quickly greeted him: "Zhou Xima."
After hearing Li Sancai's address, Sun Jigao realized who it was. He slowly bowed his head and saluted: "Jing An Gong."
Surprisingly, it was Zhou Ziyi who claimed to have integrated Lian, Luo, Guan, and Fujian schools. He was also the head of the Bureau of Economic Affairs and editor of the Hanlin Academy, and was known for his academic practice.
Zhou Ziyi nodded slightly in return, but his eyes were not on the two of them, as if he was still recalling the article Wang Shizhen had just recited.
After a while, he repeated what he just said: "It's not Yan Shannong, the height is different."
Sun Jigao couldn't wait to ask: "Height?"
Zhou Ziyi nodded, with emotion in his tone: "Didn't Sun Huiyuan just say that he didn't see anything innovative, but he always felt that there was something wonderful about it?"
Sun Jigao was waiting for his next words.
Li Sancai also twisted his neck and listened carefully.
Zhou Ziyi pondered for a moment, not only to sort out his own thoughts, but also to support the younger generations, and slowly said: "Those present, even you can read this person. Zongluo Baidai's knowledge is naturally not enough to amaze us."
"What really terrifies us is the height of this man who is over a hundred years old!"
"This is where the weather is!"
The surprise in Zhou Ziyi's tone made every word he said turn into a sound of anger.
Li Sancai was stunned: "A hundred years later?"
This word is not small.
Sun Jigao was thoughtful and frowned in realization.
Zhou Ziyi's voice is sexy and magnetic, and he talks eloquently.
"Of course it's more than a hundred years old!"
"This person looks at today's Taoism just like you and I look at the Taoism of pre-Qin Dynasty! One sentence about "Dr. Song and Ming Dynasties" makes my hair stand on end!"
"In a daze, I almost thought that our dynasty had been dead for a hundred years. This person, who was parading above the light of the universe, carved an epitaph with compassion in front of our corpses!"
"If you don't have an extraordinary vision, how could you reach such a high position?"
"The third stage of Taoism...with this kind of tone, even King Zhu Fusheng can't do this kind of knowledge!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Jigao's body immediately shook.
Suddenly he made a sound and murmured: "So that's it! That's it!"
Li Sancai was particularly puzzled: "Is there anyone in this world whose knowledge is more than a hundred years old?"
Zhou Ziyi stretched out a finger, pushed his temple hair behind his ear, and said with a smile: "Having a high vision does not mean high knowledge, but only knowledge. It is no different from me."
He was proficient in Lianluo, Guan and Fujian studies, which refers to Zhou Dunyi in Lianxi, Chenghao and Chengyi in Luoyang, Zhang Zai in Guanzhong, and Zhu Xi in Minzhong.
He also has the ability to examine Taoism and put it into one.
But Zhou Ziyi really couldn't escape this transcendent vision, even in his dreams.
Li Sancai asked bluntly: "Since the knowledge is nothing more than this, how can Zhou Xima call this a great master?"
Zhou Ziyi looked at Li Sancai for a while and couldn't help but admonish him: "You are not too talented to study association matters every day."
When Sun Jigao saw that Li Sancai was being taught a lesson by the elder, he couldn't help but try to smooth things over and explained: "Taofu, what Mr. Zhou means is that bringing out the old and bringing out the new requires more than just the accumulation of knowledge and a transcendent vision, which is also of great benefit to Taoism. Otherwise,
Zhu Zi will not be ranked above Lu Zi."
"Now this person's vision and knowledge are enough for Mr. Zhou to become the emperor."
After that, he changed the subject easily to avoid embarrassment for Li Sancai: "Who does Mr. Jing'an think this grandmaster is?"
Zhou Ziyi fell into silence.
After a while, he shook his head and said, "Probably a hermit who was stirred up by the argument between Li and the two of them."
…
"There are only a dozen or so grandmasters in the world. Five of them are on stage now. Yan Shannong is still writing books in Ji'an, Jiangxi. Pang Song never leaves Tianguan Academy..."
"Monk, I really can't think of which master this is."
Monk Lianchi sat next to Zhang Siduan and shook his head gently.
Hearing this, Zhang Siduan was surprised and said: "The great monk travels all over the world and you don't even know it?"
The great monk clasped his hands together and said, "It means the opportunity has not come yet. When that person comes, you and I will know who it is."
Zhang Siduan nodded, becoming more and more curious.
He was increasingly glad that he was not too lazy to come like his nephew.
Now this literary conference is becoming more and more exciting.
The three major sects of Wang Xue, Qian and Wang from the Wang family in Zhejiang, Xue Yingqi from the Nanzhong family, and Li Zhi from Wang Gen's family in Taizhou all gathered together.
That's all. It's not an exaggeration to say that Wang Xue's grand gathering is not uncommon.
But together with Yuan Hongyu, the Cheng-Zhu Zhengtong, and Wang Shizhen, the scholarly leader who came to the forefront by relying on his fame.
That can be called a meeting of the wind and clouds.
Now there is another grandmaster figure who has never appeared before.
The great Buddhist monk in the audience, Zhan Ruoshui, is the direct descendant of Hongyuan...
Wang, Zhu, Lu, Buddha, Za, and other Taoists all gathered together in one place. It really lived up to the phrase "Academic Seminar of the Ming Dynasty" at the door.
…
While everyone in the audience was whispering to each other, there was an extra chair on the stage.
However, it is slightly smaller than the original seat.
This is what Qian Dehong strongly advocates - he is not very convinced.
Qian Dehong looked at Wang Shizhen with a solemn expression: "This article has many aspects, but it is only a summary and does not express a theory or pioneering work. It should not be equated with me."
"If this person can speak out his insights by then, he can be replaced by a position equal to mine."
Discussing the Tao is more than just academic skills.
At the same time, it also pays attention to momentum and competition.
If a person is placed alongside himself in an article before he appears, then there will be no argument for what follows.
So if there is some superficial effort, you have to fight if you should.
Wang Shizhen looked at this small chair and felt that it seemed more suitable for a teenager's body shape. Otherwise, it would be a bit funny to sit on it empty.
Of course, it was also because there was no competition for seats in the passes ordered by the emperor, so he was too lazy to argue with Qian Dehong.
Wang Shizhen waved his hand and dusted off his green robe, and said earnestly: "Mr. Qian has become a prime minister. This is about discussing knowledge, not about arranging the seats of scholars and how to fight for seats."
Scholars who are well versed in observing public grievances are naturally not weak when it comes to satirizing people.
Qian Dehong was not good at writing, but he was very straightforward. He snorted coldly: "This is not what Leader Wang said when he ranked people based on their seniority within the alliance and frequently expelled them from the party."
Wang Shizhen smiled casually: "Association is association, and learning is learning. Don't confuse Qian Gong."
Qian Dehong was seriously ill and became increasingly unable to control his thoughts.
I just felt uncomfortable because of Wang Shizhen's shamelessness.
Wang Ji was silent for a long time, then suddenly interjected: "Leader Wang has not revealed yet who wrote the article just recited."
He cares more about who this grandmaster is than Wang Shizhen who wants to gain fame.
Is he an old friend who is knowledgeable and diligent?
Or is it some hidden pioneer?
You can't be like Li Zhi, who is a junior who came out of nowhere, right?
Especially the strange vernacular style of this article gave Wang Ji a bad feeling.
This strange feeling has driven Wang Ji to ask Wang Shizhen several times who wrote that article.
Hearing this, Xue Yingqi also raised his head from deep thought and looked at Wang Shizhen.
When Wang Shizhen saw that everyone was looking at him, she laughed lightly and said, "You will know when people come."
Xue Yingqi suddenly sighed: "With such knowledge, why bother to cover it up and let it fall into place?"
Li Zhi knocked on the handle of the chair with his finger. It made a clicking sound, attracting everyone's attention: "This is what Mr. Li wanted to say. Mr. Xue is so knowledgeable, why should he start a battle of xinxing before it even begins?" , to suppress the momentum of the rest?"
Xue Yingqi was ruthlessly exposed and couldn't help but feel dumb.
Li Zhi is right, he does intend to suppress others' momentum in order to prepare for a confrontation in advance.
This is also a helpless move.
After reading the article just now, the pressure and urgency in his heart arose spontaneously, making it difficult for him to ignore.
In particular, with this extremely advanced vision, what kind of doctrine do you hold?
At this time, Yuan Hongyu also interjected: "This man's skills are so advanced that Mr. Xue should not let his efforts go to waste."
Different from Wang Ji's "I" as the standard and unrestrained behavior, Zhu Xi's direct transmission of Neo-Confucianism is just like this.
Xue Yingqi smiled implicitly and did not answer.
Wang Shizhen was nearby and was about to open her mouth to smooth things over.
Just then.
There was a commotion outside the venue.
The Jinyi guards carried knives and swords, and the Jinwu guards held ceremonial guards and filed in.
Three whips sounded suddenly.
Snap!
Snap!
Snap!
A high-pitched voice sounded, with a precise singing voice.
"The emperor is here! The officials and gentry welcome him! The common people prostrate themselves!"
Everyone present looked shocked.
The emperor is here?
Guards in royal robes poured in, clean whips were used to clear the way, and servants called the names. The emperor was really here!
This is a cultural gathering, what is the emperor doing here?
This is a question that most people have.
Everyone in the museum looked at each other in shock.
Occasionally, my eyes are solemn and my thoughts are full of thoughts.
There are only a few people who have not changed their expressions and have already expected it.
Of course, all the emotions were in their hearts, and their bodies moved very quickly, and they walked out of the venue one after another and greeted each other outside the door.
…
It's true that the officials and gentry greet you respectfully, but the common people's prostrate greeting is just a routine call.
But among the dozens of people invited today, there are really no ordinary people.
Qian Dehong and Wang Ji both held official positions among the six ministers; Xue Yingqi served as deputy envoy of the Chasi Department; Yuan Hongyu was the Minister of Taichang Temple during the Longqing period, a high-ranking official wearing a scarlet robe.
Which of the other Hanlin editors, economics bureau washmen, and Jinke Jinshi have no official status?
Even the great monk Lianchi is a Buddha who has been conferred the rank of enlightenment by Seng Lu Si.
This is the portrait of users who participate in philosophical discussions. If they are not both independent and knowledgeable, how can they do such unfounded knowledge?
Therefore, when Zhu Yijun came outside the venue and saw these people, he felt that he was not participating in a folk cultural meeting, but inspecting the yamen of some department.
He frowned and looked at Zhou Ziyi: "Zhou Qing, isn't the Economic Affairs Bureau on duty today?"
Many scholars came to the door, and naturally they wanted to clear the place for the Jin Yiwei to provide security.
While Zhu Yijun was waiting to enter the palace, he could not avoid showing off his imperial power.
Zhou Ziyi hurriedly explained: "Your Majesty, the concubine of the Shimiao passed away and was absent from the court for three days. Today, the Economic Affairs Bureau is not on duty."
Zhu Yijun said oh before he remembered that he had been absent from court for the past two days.
He thought about it and couldn't help but tell him: "Discussing Taoism is a good thing, and you can't let your duty fall behind."
Zhou Ziyi made no mistake but was given a lesson. He felt a little aggrieved for no reason, and he resigned himself to it.
Zhu Yijun ignored him and looked at the monk Lianchi: "The great monk Lianchi came all the way from Hangzhou. Why don't you come to the palace later to give lectures to my mother?"
A widowed woman like Queen Mother Li worships Buddhism, which is a belief that nothing can change.
All Zhu Yijun can do is screen out good monks.
Master Lianchi saluted with kind eyebrows and kind eyes: "This is the opportunity for this poor monk."
Zhu Yijun motioned to the left and right and invited the great monk to enter the palace later.
At this time, Jiang Keqian walked out of the guild hall and stood behind the emperor.
Zhu Yijun knew that Jin Yiwei had already guarded the key points, so he naturally walked into the venue.
Officials from the Ministry of Rites, people from Zhongshushe, etc. followed on the left side of the emperor. Everyone in the Wenhui Conference, headed by several masters, followed on the right side of the emperor.
Zhu Yijun looked at Yuan Hongyu: "Yuan Qing was ill and had to take the imperial examination for a long time. Is it better now?"
Mu Zong's temperament is definitely not caring, but greetings on this occasion are just right.
Yuan Hongyu was really ill when he returned home. When the emperor asked him about it, he was flattered: "Your Majesty, I only have some pain in my waist and legs now, but I am fine elsewhere."
After cultivating for several years, I have naturally cultivated what I should cultivate.
If he were allowed to resurrect at this time, he might not be unable to do his job.
Everyone walked into the venue together.
Zhu Yijun walked towards the center with all the stars over the moon.
He looked around the venue, then looked at Xue Yingqi, and blamed himself: "Xue Qing's case with Yan Shifan was a waste of time."
The public case is about Yan Shifan's lawsuit against Xue Yingqi, saying that when he was the deputy envoy to teach in Zhejiang, a child was punished to death because he was disheveled.
Later, he was rehabilitated many times and the old matter was brought up again. It was not until the Longqing period that he was rehabilitated.
Xue Yingqi opened his mouth, but in the end he just said vaguely: "The late emperor has already given a public opinion."
It was Sejong, the unworthy son of a man, who dismissed him from "living idle", but Mu Zong at least changed it to "become an official" and retained his retirement benefits.
Now his mind is not on this and he doesn't want to bring up the old things again.
Zhu Yijun nodded and didn't bother.
He gently motioned to Zhou Ziyi, Li Sancai and others to take their seats, saying that it was neither a court meeting nor a formal ceremony, so there was no need to be formal.
As if they had been pardoned, everyone returned to their seats.
Zhu Yijun led several masters to the stage.
Looking at Qian Dehong casually, Wang Ji nodded: "Xin Xin Bo takes conscience as his sect. He is the ultimate subtlety of heaven and man. His scriptures and martial arts are great. His actions are successful and his achievements are clear and visible to the eyes and ears of others."
"Since the two of you are the direct descendants of Xinjian Bo, you should not fall short of the aspirations of your ancestors."
The new uncle is Wang Yangming.
After Wang Ji walked onto the stage, he saw that the seats on the stage had changed.
The small chair just now has been placed in the middle.
When he saw the emperor walking towards the center, he frowned and stopped talking.
Qian Dehong didn't notice. He only saluted tremblingly: "Your Majesty taught you the right lesson."
Zhu Yijun ignored the matter and smiled at Li Zhi again.
Li Zhi looked at each other with a smile and bowed respectfully.
At this time, Zhu Yijun saw that everyone in the audience had taken their seats, so he waved his hand and asked the ministers and people from Zhongshushe to go aside and wait, leaving only the guards in brocade to guard him.
Seeing this situation, Wang Shizhen finally looked like the master of a literary society.
He bowed his hands to Qian, Wang, Qian, and Li, and then slowly said to the people below: "Everyone is here, let's start."
The words just fell.
Xue Yingqi suddenly raised his head.
Qian Dehong and Wang Ji stared in shock.
Zhou Ziyi, Li Sancai, Sun Jigao and others almost unanimously looked at each other in disbelief.
Master Lianchi put his hands together.
Zhang Siduan opened his mouth and subconsciously moved his neck forward: "Ah...ah!?"
Isn’t there still a grandmaster who hasn’t come? Why are they all here?
Unable to wait for Zhang Siduan's slow response, Zhu Yijun reached out and pulled the chair behind him, and Shi Shiran sat down.
Zhu Yijun slightly adjusted his sitting posture, looked around the crowd, and said seriously: "The knowledge of the younger generation is shallow. When doing this summary, I felt that the third stage of Taoism in Song and Ming Dynasties from the King of Lu to the present has reached the point where it is necessary to introduce the old and bring forth the new."
"Please also teach me, sir."
Chapter completed!