"Wen Xinhou is indeed a great businessman, and he is really generous!"
These large wooden boxes contain more than a thousand pieces of gold. Under the sunlight, they sparkle and shine, attracting thousands of eyes at once, focusing on the gold and on Gangchengjun Cai Ze.
Zhou Qing sighed softly, and looked away from the many old Qin people and the scholars in brocade clothes who were watching around him. As he looked, he saw that there were hundreds or even thousands of people here, but there were only a few who were truly literate.
Although I know that this is not the purpose of Wen Xinhou, but speaking of it... I really hope that someone can comment on it and change it.
"Sir, this "Lu's Spring and Autumn" has such a big tone. This book has hundreds of thousands of words. Is it true that not a single word can be changed?"
Yun Shu and Nong Yu, who also focused their attention on the south gate city wall, were also a little surprised. This was a truly grand gesture, with hundreds of thousands of words. No matter who it was, it was impossible not to make mistakes.
One word is worth a thousand pieces of gold!
Ten words are worth ten thousand dollars!
One hundred words is one hundred thousand gold!
Even though Lu Buwei is wealthy, it is impossible for him to have such financial resources, or it could be that there is something that they cannot understand, and there is a deep meaning that they cannot understand.
"Money is nothing but illusion. For Lu Buwei, the need is momentum. Oh, there are really people coming up!"
If Lu Buwei pursued money, he would have been a famous merchant in various countries before he could acquire rare goods. Why would he have to enter Qin and ascend to a high position? At this juncture, Lu Buwei would have fewer and fewer weights in his hands.
He shook his head slightly and responded to the two of them. At the same time, his eyes flashed brightly and he looked into the distance. There, a young man in red brocade clothes stepped out and walked under the city wall.
"May I ask you, where do you come from? What's your name and surname?"
Seeing this, Cai Ze, the newly established king, was also very happy. He hurriedly stepped forward and bowed his hands in a salute, fearing that no one would be there. Looking at that person, he was not dressed in the customs of the Qin State, nor was he a fake Wenxin waiter.
"The scholars of Xia Lu were Chunyu Yue and learned from Mencius!"
The man in red brocade clothes held a sword in his hand and showed a handsome posture. He saluted Gangchengjun in the same way and responded proudly.
"The state of Lu has been destroyed. I have been thinking of Lu for a long time. Now I am thinking of people from the state of Chu, or maybe people from the state of Qi."
The State of Lu was destroyed by the State of Chu nearly twenty years ago, and Zuo has ceased to exist since then. Among the many states of the Zhou Dynasty, the State of Lu was a clan state with the surname Ji, and the princes looked after the country, so it was "the closest relative of the Zhou Dynasty".
There is no one like Lu, and there is no one more suitable to wear wings for Lu than Zhou.”
The Confucian Confucian Confucius established his teachings in the State of Lu. The Book of Rites still exists, and people say that "the rites of Zhou are all in Lu." Now, hearing that this person was from the State of Lu, Cai Ze couldn't help but be stunned.
"Even if the world is not ruthless, the people's hearts are ruthless! How can Mr. Gangcheng laugh at this?"
It seemed that the man in red brocade was dissatisfied with Cai Zezhi's words and immediately waved his hand.
"This is not the place for debate. If you are determined to be right or wrong, please be a one-word teacher."
Lord Gangcheng nodded and did not argue with Chunyu Yue on this issue. The destruction of the Lu State was already a fact, and no matter how much excuses were made, it would be impossible to bring it back into existence. Immediately, he gave an empty-handed salute.
“Confucianism is the one doing the most important work in collating knowledge.”
"Look, everyone, this is the "On Prestige" chapter of "Zhongqiu Ji". The first sentence says: "Righteousness is the order of all things. It is the origin of the closeness and alienation of monarchs and ministers, and it is the reason for peace and security.
.'But is it written like this?"
Chunyu Yue smiled coldly, Qin was a country that did not respect Zhou's rites. Even though it was powerful, it was of no use. It was just a powerful beast. He stepped onto the stone fence and pointed his sword at the white wall beside him.
"Of course!"
The surrounding scholars responded in unison, and many of the old Qin people around them also recognized the two words and nodded in agreement. Most of them stood quietly and watched, wondering whether this person really had information.
"I will change the word 'righteousness'!"
"The word righteousness should be changed to the word rite! The order of all things can only be done by etiquette. Confucius said: Of all things in the long run, this is the only one that is great. It is self-denial and restoration of etiquette. Etiquette is the rule and cannot be changed. If righteousness replaces etiquette, the world will be prosperous.
The road is safe!"
Chun Yuyue's sword scabbard kept hitting the big white cloth wall, and his expression was full of impassionedness. Discussing etiquette in front of this group of despicable people in the western border was definitely the Confucian strong point.
When he went to study in the Qin Dynasty, he happened to be short of money, and Wen Xinhou Lu Buwei happened to make up for it.
"I dare to ask Mr. Lu Guo, the etiquette you mentioned, but Confucius did not teach us and other common people the etiquette that we know? How do you say that..."
However, after taking a deep breath, there was no response from the surroundings. Whether it was the scholars who had been applauded before or the old Qin people who vaguely understood, their expressions gradually became indifferent.
Chunyu Yue was stunned for a moment, quite at a loss. After another breath, suddenly, a white-haired old man asked loudly, with a look full of dissatisfaction and contempt, pointing with one hand at the chapter Chun Yuyue was talking about, and wanted to say
Something, but I couldn't remember it for a while.
"No courtesy to common people!"
Someone responded loudly and made a beautiful assist.
"Yes, yes, no courtesy to common people!"
"Thousands of common people cannot be polite, but only a handful of aristocrats can be polite, and they can do everything. A hundred years ago, the merchant kings had laws. Nobles and common people are subject to the rule of law, and their crimes are the same. What's the use of etiquette?"
The old man's face suddenly turned red, and his old voice trembled. He recalled that when Lord Shang was reforming the law a hundred years ago, it was because of this ritual that the Qin Dynasty was in chaos, and later it was because of this gift that Lord Shang was bleeding.
Now, Chunyu Yue, who came from the Guandong countries, is talking nonsense here. Is he dissatisfied with the legal system of Qin? Dissatisfied with the laws of Shang Jun? What he says is nonsense!
"Well said! Well said, old man...!"
Sure enough, after the old man finished speaking, many scholars and Lao Qin people behind him cheered loudly. This is the true nature of Lao Qin people. How can one ritual be the foundation of all things? It would be more reliable to say it is the law.
"I thought I could pull off some nasty things, but I'm just a stinky bullshit!"
"Straight mother-in-law! What is etiquette? Lord Shang's method is the foundation of everything!"
"Confucian people are a bunch of trash. No wonder the state of Lu was destroyed. They are so vicious, they bully the people, and they still regard etiquette as the foundation of everything!"
"Return to the sect of Mencius, return to the state of Lu, bare buttocks exposed, how ugly!"
…
Continuous laughter, anger and curses echoed around, especially the people of the old Qin Dynasty, who were very dissatisfied with the people of Chunyu Yue. A mere ritual can be the foundation of everything. This is what Confucianism believes.
Thousands of sounds were added to his voice, and Chunyu became more and more ashamed, and walked away with a dark face.
"Hahaha, sir, that Lu scholar was so pitiful that he was scolded and sent away!"
Seeing Chunyu Yue leaving in despair, Yun Shu and others, who had been watching this scene from a distance, also had smiles on their faces and crisp voices. However, there was indeed something wrong with the other party's words. Although the etiquette was great, it was not enough.
The root of all things.
"Good! The people's heart is the heart of heaven, and the judgment is appropriate!"
"Everyone can change "Lu's Spring and Autumn Annals", even Shandong scholars can!"
Cai Ze was very proud of it and laughed endlessly. He bowed to the surrounding diners and the old Qin people, and immediately ordered that anyone can come up and revise "Lu's Spring and Autumn Annals".
In particular, the scholars from various countries from Guandong surpassed Qin in terms of civilization. If they are unable to change this book, then the foundation of this book will be even stronger.
“I feel like what they say is reasonable and correct, but none of it is right!”
He continued to stay at the south gate for half an hour. After Chunyu Yue, many scholars from Guandong came forward and wanted to change the words of "Lü Shi Chun Qiu". They all had their own opinions and debates continued.
The whole area outside the south gate became more and more lively for it. Although the cold wind was still there, it seemed that it could not stop the enthusiasm of many old Qin people. After listening for a long time, Nongyu moved his steps slightly, moved his muscles and bones, and the crisp sound swept across.
"Uncle Junior, the matter has been settled!"
Regarding Nong Yu's doubts, Zhou Qing didn't say much. There are all kinds of truths in the world and are suitable for all kinds of things. The words of "Lu Shi Chun Qiu" are a great way and naturally cannot be easily refuted.
It is recorded in the classics that in the past, hundreds of schools gathered in Jixia Academy, and it was the same. Maybe there were hundreds of schools that were at a disadvantage, but they were not defeated. This is the reason. Suddenly, I don’t know when, Xu Fan appeared next to him.
, words of etiquette.
"That's it, let's go!"
Standing with one hand by his side, he nodded to Xu Fan, glanced left and right, and walked away from the south gate. There were endless talks there, but unfortunately, no one could really change "Lu's Spring and Autumn Annals".
After the time of two sticks of incense, a group of people headed by Zhou Qing came to the area where the ministers' mansions were located in the west of Xianyang. They stood in front of a magnificent mansion. Unfortunately, the mansion seemed grand, but there were no guards. It seemed that
It is even more dilapidated and desolate.
"Uncle Junior, within the West City, this one best meets Junior Uncle's requirements. The original owner of this mansion was Bai Qi, Lord Wu'an during the reign of King Zhaoxiang, and later it was lived by General Meng Ao."
"A few years ago, after the death of General Meng Ao, it became vacant. After all, according to the laws set by Lord Shang, General Meng Wu and General Meng Tian all have their own residences!"
"As the protector of the country, the young master's uncle is qualified to live in this house, and neither Zongzheng nor Xianyang Changshi has any objections! Even the key was sent over. As long as the young master's uncle agrees,
Then you can log in!"
Xu Fan was in front, holding a large bunch of keys in his hand, and opened the door of the mansion. Zhou Qing and others stepped in, and were greeted by a different kind of smell, which was the smell of dampness and mold that could not live in people for a long time.
The spiritual awareness spreads, and an area of hundreds of feet in radius comes under control. Pavilions, pavilions, cornices, rockery lakes, green pines and cypresses... everything is available. Although it looks desolate, it is not dirty.
"Sir, do you want to move out of Xianyang Palace?"
Yun Shu moved around, but his range of motion was always not far from Zhou Qing. He felt something as he listened to the conversation between Zhou Qing and Xu Fan.
"Not yet, but soon!"
He nodded lightly, looking at the current situation of the Qin court, some things were about to be settled, so his own affairs should also be settled soon. By then, Xianyang Palace would no longer be suitable for him.