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Chapter Three Hundred and Ten: Writing and Speaking (Monthly Pass)

It's time to have a meal.

Even the bachelors in this Tianren Pavilion need to eat grains and cereals.

Yang Biao had no choice but to sigh and ordered someone to come to the pastry. Chen Kaizhi couldn't help but feel annoyed when he saw the food here. This...

It turns out that imagination is beautiful, but reality is... I saw that there was only some simple food in front of me, so he had to eat it with chewy wax.

After that, someone served tea and drank it all.

Yang Biao couldn't wait and waved to Chen Kaizhi with a smile: "Let's find my study."

Although he was eating simple, he was still full. Chen Kaizhi's belly was much more comfortable. Seeing Yang Biao's expectant look, he had to raise his foot and follow Yang Biao to the thirteenth floor.

Yang Biao's study is also very simple and there is no fancy, so Chen Kaizhi doesn't find it strange.

Yang Biao knelt down, put his hands in front of his abdomen, stared at Chen Kaizhi deeply, and said, "You can write a book."

Chen Kaiyi was stunned and raised his eyes in confusion. His bright eyes, as clear as water, looked at Yang Biao's gaze, and his eyebrows were staring confused.

"Book, what book?"

Yang Biao stroked his beard with a smile and said, "Of course, a gentleman is slow to speak and quick to act! To be honest, although this sentence comes from the "Analects of Confucius, Liren", he doesn't really pay attention to it. Your practical theory comes from this, why not enrich it yourself and make it live in the world?"

Chen Kaizhi couldn't help but smile bitterly. He finally understood Yang Biao's intention. He hoped to spread this idea.

Although Confucianism is popular today, it has many sects and countless theories. Of course, most of them are not very popular, and there are only seven or eight kinds of them that are truly popular.

Therefore, it is actually easy to put forward your own ideas, but... the first thing you need to do is to write a book and then obtain the certification of the Yansheng Gong Mansion. Only in this way can you allow the dissemination.

Yang Biao hopes to let the whole people know this idea through his fame.

Now Yang Biao proposed to write a book. Chen Kaizhi lowered his eyes and thought seriously, then shook his head and pondered: "Although the student has obtained the title of student and was not abandoned by the scholars, he was able to enter the local list for three times, but the qualifications of the book are still far from being written. Moreover, the students just mentioned it casually; the students' ambitions are just as the students said just now, and the students have written too many articles, but these articles are just empty talk after all. The students hope to participate in the imperial examination, take the imperial examination, and do more things."

Yang Biao's face was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect Chen Kaizhi to refuse. Chen Kaizhi actually disagreed with such a good suggestion. He silently sighed in his heart that this kid was a little unintentional.

Although the career is a future, writing books and writing, the future will be even more limitless. You have to look farther.

Yang Biao was a little angry, but when he thought about it carefully, he was right. What he was following was the idea of ​​practice, so he should naturally practice it. Writing books and making statements is just empty talk?

Without practice, others will not easily believe it. After all, everyone’s views and ideas are different. Only when they are realized can others believe you.

Thinking of this, Yang Biao slowly calmed down, paused for a moment, but said, "You wait a moment."

After saying that, he stood up, took out a few pieces of rice paper from the bookshelf, then picked up the pen, and started writing, flying dragons and phoenixes.

Chen Kaizhi knelt aside and looked at it, and his eyes were in surprise. What Yang Biao recorded was what he said in Juxian Hall just now.

"Mr. Yang, this is..."

After Yang Biao made a general record, he raised his eyes and said to Chen Kaizhi with a smile on his face.

"If you don't need this book, I'm here. Although I have been in power for decades, I have gained some reputation, but I know the hardships of governing the country. Now the world is peaceful. Therefore, the atmosphere of exaggeration and talk is getting worse and worse in the court and the country is inside and outside. How can I get it? Your practical learning is thought-provoking and refreshing. I don't know what the book will respond in the end, or it will go with the flow and eventually be buried in the long river. But as you said, if you don't try, how can you know whether what I have done can be tested? In fact... Entering the career of officialdom is practice, and writing books is also practice."

"Of course..." He looked at Chen Kaiyi deeply, and his whole body became more and more kind and kind: "Zheng said, if three people walk, there must be my teacher. There is a sequence of hearing the truth. Although I am older, you don't know the truth, but you first hear the truth. In this regard, you are my teacher. From now on, I hope to be able to talk to you at any time, organize your words and deeds, and compile a book. Look, how do you think?"

Chen Kaizhi was stunned, his face full of incredible expressions. The chief minister of Tianren Pavilion actually made a statement to him?

He looked at Yang Biao with a serious look, and Chen Kaizhi's mouth opened slightly. He wanted to say something, but suddenly he couldn't say a word. At this moment, he was a little at a loss.

In this world, he has seen too many routines, those who are obsessed with interests and those who are self-righteous, but he has also seen people who are indifferent to fame and fortune like his mentor.

As for this scholar Yang, with his reputation and reputation, how different is he and him, but he actually...

You should know that writing books and speaking is usually done by disciples.

For example, Confucius' Analects of Confucius was his disciples who sorted out his usual words and deeds and compiled them. The fact that various Confucian schools were able to prevail in the world was inseparable from the disciples' thoughts of Confucius.

This was originally a disciple's business, but Yang Biao didn't care about his identity at all. It seemed like a failure to write a book for him, Chen Kaizhi.

Looking at Yang Biao, whose hair was gray and whose eyes were full of sincerity, Chen Kaizhi said ashamed: "What kind of virtue does the student have? Students are ashamed of this move by Mr. Yang."

"No." Yang Biao shook his head solemnly, looked at Chen Kaizhi very seriously, and said, "I don't have city agriculture, industry and commerce in my heart, nor do I have you Chen Kaizhi. What I have in my heart is...Do!"

Yang Biao's lips, which were portrayed as an old man, raised a calm smile, then stroked his beard and continued, "I should record this Tao, so that more people can know it, and make more people like me enlightenment. This is to help the world and plan for the people."

Perhaps he was afraid that Chen Kaizhi would misunderstand, and that Chen Kaizhi would not dare to open up his heart to talk to him. At this moment, Yang Biao was actually like a study student and expressed his feelings to Chen Kaizhi.

"I have lived for many years and experienced many things. Today, fame, wealth and wealth are just a matter of clouds. I have been tired of it. I have always had a doubt in my heart. This doubt cannot be solved no matter what. This... is actually one of the reasons why I resolutely climbed to the Heavenly Man Pavilion. Now, since this doubt has been solved, why do I still make many people like me in the world have doubts and meditate hard?"

The more he talked, the more excited he became, Yang Biao's eyes drooped slightly, as if he was telling his own story, talking endlessly.

"I am not for you, but for myself. I can die in the morning and evening. I can die, and even you can die. All the masters of the Heavenly Man Pavilion can die, but this will last forever. Look at this Heavenly Man Pavilion, the vast collection of books is as vast as the sea, which is all left by the sages. It points us doubts and also tells us the true meaning of the world. I come to make a statement that this is not a shame. If I can do something within my ability for those who enter the Heavenly Man Pavilion in the future and those who study outside the Heavenly Man Pavilion in the future, what will happen? I heard that, I hope that all the people who advance will know this. Chen Kaizhi, I should thank you, and you don't need to apologize."

"Now." Yang Biao stared deeply, looked up at Chen Kaiyi's eyes, and continued: "I have a question. What should I do if there is a mistake in the process?"

It is rare to meet someone who has a status and can be so sincere to others, not to mention that Yang Biao is heart-warming, and Chen Kaizhi has no scruples and has opened up the conversation.

"This requires dialectical viewing of the problem. The development of things must not be right or wrong. For example, if it is taken from the people and used for the people, in the process of practice, it cannot benefit everyone, nor can it fail everyone. At this time, it is necessary to figure out who is the loser and who is the loser, and when looking at things, you must never look at just a moment. Therefore, practice is a process of repeated argumentation, and it is never to only see a certain result, so that it is not advisable to make a summary."

Upon hearing this, Yang Biao frowned in confusion and said, "Dialectical?"

Chen Kaizhi thought about it carefully, and then analyzed it carefully with Yang Biao.

"Just like taxes, some people have more land and therefore collect higher taxes, they will inevitably become losers. But if these taxes are used for water diversion and irrigation, the poor fields become fertile fields, and the fertile fields become fat fields, resulting in a huge increase in yield per mu? Then the ultimate benefit is that people have more land, so things are developing, and it is not just standing still. If there is a problem in practice, if you want to analyze and discuss, you must never achieve it overnight."

Yang Biao nodded: "Not bad."

The next moment, he picked up the pen and continued to record it.

These dialogue manuscripts will naturally be remodeled and adapted, and finally compiled into a book.

Of course, this will be a long process.

Now, Chen Kaizhi opened a new door for him, and he suddenly discovered that all the doubts he had in his first half of his life, especially many difficulties he encountered in his governance, seemed to be able to be solved here now.
Chapter completed!
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