Chapter one hundred and sixty seventh court meeting
Zhu Biao thought for a while and asked: "What does the emperor want to achieve? It would be difficult to completely remove Mencius from the Confucian Temple. After all, he is a Confucian sub-sage, and the Confucius family will also report it."
Zhu Yuanzhang said slowly: "It's up to them how far they go. However, those in "Mencius" about the people valuing the emperor and the ministers treating the emperor like enemies need to be deleted. The same is true for other pre-Qin classics. If there are any taboos,
They all need to be deleted.”
When Zhu Biao heard this, he understood that the tablet of Mencius could be moved back to the Confucian Temple. After all, Zhu Yuanzhang would not really care about a person who had been dead for many years. His purpose from beginning to end was these remarks that were not in line with the rule.
At the end of this matter, the emperor and his ministers compromised each other. Whoever gained the upper hand in the end depended on the tactics used during this period. Now Zhu Yuanzhang took advantage of his high position and directly played black chess, taking the lead. Mencius's tablet is still outside.
Woolen cloth.
The father and son communicated for a while, and Zhu Biao left. In fact, this matter was not a big deal to Zhu Yuanzhang. The mainstream now is Neo-Confucianism. No one would really believe in Mencius's theory.
Several county magistrates and prefects put people first.
The teachings of Confucius and Mencius were not accepted by the rulers when they were alive, let alone now. Their teachings have been modified from generation to generation, forming the unique Confucian culture today. Benevolence is a spiritual pursuit, but in fact they still enjoy
Enjoy the enjoyment brought by corruption.
Early the next morning, Zhu Biao got up and went to the gate of Fengtian Palace. The civil servants gathered together and talked about it, including Li Shanchang, Liu Bowen, Yang Xian and others. In this position, their every move was watched by the literati in the world, so
They must speak for Mencius.
The generals on the other side looked at the joke with playful smiles. They looked at the civil servants as if they were fools. They didn't understand why they were so active in speaking for the dead. Their parents were not necessarily so anxious after they died.
Seeing that the Crown Prince had come, the civil servants could not care about anything else. They all came up to salute and said: "Your Highness, you are also a disciple of my famous disciples. Mencius is the sage of our scholars. You have been worthy of enjoying the Confucian Temple since the Song Dynasty."
, how can you just move out like this now!"
"I'm afraid Your Majesty is angry at the moment. Please give His Majesty some advice. The new science and technology exam has just been held. Why did something like this happen?"
"Since yesterday, I have received many letters from friends in the capital. They are also looking forward to the Holy Spirit taking back the order, and those candidates are also panic-stricken."
Zhu Biao was doing Tai Chi and didn't promise anything. He just comforted them and warned them not to collide with the Holy One.
Li Shanchang saw that it was almost done, so he asked them to stand and prepare to attend the court meeting. Zhu Biao was finally relieved and walked to the gate of Li Fengtian Hall.
After a while, the gate of Fengtian Hall opened, and everyone immediately kept silent, walked into the hall in a polite manner, and saluted His Majesty the Emperor above to greet him. After Zhu Biao finished saluting, he walked to his seat.
Zhu Yuanzhang did not speak. There was a commotion below for a while. Li Shan sighed and stood up. This was his responsibility. As a civil servant leader, he must speak for this group.
Li Shanchang bowed and said: "I heard that the Holy One ordered the removal of Ya Sheng's tablet from the Confucian Temple yesterday. May I ask the Holy One why?"
Zhu Yuanzhang said: "I read the book "Mencius" and found that it is full of fallacies and heresies. Meng Ke should not be a lesser sage and should not be sacrificed by the country."
As soon as these words came out, the court was in chaos. Zhu Biao even saw a few censors actually shed tears. Not only did Li Shanchang speak out to persuade him, but Fengtian Palace suddenly became noisy.
The civil servants all stood up and complained at the top of their voices to defend Mencius. Some were talking about Mencius' achievements, and some were talking about the consequences of removing Mencius.
Anyway, what they mean is that without Mencius, there will be no morality in the world, and the people of the world will be unstable. If the emperor realizes his return after being persuaded by these famous disciples, it will not be too late.
Zhu Yuanzhang watched their performance expressionlessly. It was not until everyone's mouths were dry that he spoke: "I have made up my mind. If anyone else who dissuades me regards it as disrespectful, I will order the imperial army to shoot them."
Then he stood up and left. The civil servants below stared blankly at Zhu Yuanzhang's back. The script was wrong. Last time the emperor wanted to withdraw the sacrifice of Confucius and his old man, this is how they persuaded him to come back.
Naturally, Zhu Biao quickly followed his father and fled. These civil servants did not dare to spit on Zhu Yuanzhang, but they would not be polite to him. If they stopped him, Zhu Biao would not even be able to leave before dark.
When the warriors saw that the emperor had left, they laughed at each other, and then they talked about where to go drinking in the evening, talking obscenely and not caring about Mencius at all.
The censors who were the first to react shed tears, glared at these warriors, and prepared to go home, work hard to write a memorial, and submit it to the Holy Emperor, hoping that he would repent.
Li Shanchang and Liu Bowen looked at each other, and then went back to handle official duties. They are both mature politicians, so this matter is enough to keep their face.
Don't they know the temperament of their own emperor? If they are really trying to make a fool of themselves, Mencius's memorial tablet might be back home, but theirs might also be put up at home.
It was best for everyone to retreat in twos and threes. This was the first time since the founding of the People's Republic of China that the court was so early. Zhu Biao followed his father to the imperial garden, and the other eunuchs followed from a distance.
After leaving the court, the expression on Zhu Yuanzhang's face relaxed a lot. This incident was just an attempt by the emperor. If he wins, it will be good. If he loses, it will just put Mencius' tablet back to its original place.
This is the unfairness brought about by status. Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the flowers and plants in the garden with his hands behind his back. Normally, he would have a lot of official business to deal with after going to court, and he did not dare to waste time when he was tight.
It was rare for him to go to court so early today. Zhu Biao also knew that his father might not have time to enjoy the flowers for half a year, so Zhu Biao did not say those disturbing words.
The father and son walked around like this for more than half an hour. During this period, Zhu Yuanzhang also told his son the names of many tree habits. Zhu Biao did not know these things, and he had never paid attention to them.
There were also many names that Zhu Yuanzhang didn't recognize, but it didn't matter. Emperor Jingkou Yuyan directly gave the tree a name, and the eunuchs behind him even wrote it down in their notebooks. The tree instantly gained status in the palace.
Looking at Zhu Yuanzhang with a bright smile, Zhu Biao couldn't help but said: "Father, this is what you should do on weekdays. My son also wants to see you smile more."
Zhu Yuanzhang patted Zhu Biao on the shoulder and said with a smile: "There must be someone to do everything in the world. It is better to be a father than to be a son. You don't have to worry, our health is very good."
Zhu Biao said softly: "I know your loving heart, but the more you do it, the more I hope that my father will be so tired because of me."