Chapter 116 It's better to have no books than to believe in books
Chapter 116 It’s better to believe in the book than to have no book at all
"Fun trail?" Fang Xiaoru was stunned.
"Poetry is the manifestation of one's mind. How can we talk about having fun?" He was a little dissatisfied.
"Why can't it be called a recreational trail?" Zhu Su quickly stopped talking. He had to divert Fang Xiaoru's words from the poem. "Reciting poems and writing poems cannot relieve the country's difficulties, nor can it relieve the people's dangers. Just like that.
Just playing chess and listening to the piano, chatting and cultivating sentiments."
"You are a scholar of the Ming Dynasty. In the future, if you pass the imperial examination, whether it is high in a temple, or whether you work in a county, you will be required to use what you have learned throughout your life to enrich the country and strengthen the people."
"Now that the Ming Dynasty has just been established, everything is waiting to be done. It is the time for scholars like you to show your talents. But you only put your energy into poetry, which is not beneficial to the country and the people! You even spent so much money.
Energy, just to ask me a poem?"
"Absurd! That's ridiculous!"
The more he talked, the more he felt it. Zhu Su simply rolled up his sleeves. "Although I can recite poetry, in this life I look down on people who regard this kind of fun as a guide."
"Fang Xizhi, please go and recite your poems. I hope there will be other scholars in the Ming Dynasty who can make a living for the people!"
Zhu Su's words were righteous and stern. Fang Xiaoru was staggering, his eyes were straight, and his face was so pale that he almost fainted. A group of people in the cafeteria looked at His Highness King Wu who had no time to wipe his mouth full of grease.
I just feel that this short body is now extremely tall, like a god.
"His Highness keeps saying that poetry is a small way. Does His Highness know the Great Way of Heaven and Earth?" But it was Xu Yungong who questioned it. He was not as enlightened as Fang Xiaoru, and he was naturally immune to such remarks. "Speaking of it, the Great Way of Heaven and Earth is.
Isn't it Confucianism? Fang Xizhi is a senior disciple of Confucianism, and he has a profound knowledge of the Taoism. Should he be asked to ask His Highness about the Confucianism?"
There is some sarcasm in his eyes, and the meaning is very clear: the only thing you can do is the way of poetry. Are you qualified to talk about the world and the world with a Confucian disciple? Are you, an ignorant prince, worthy of you?
"The way of Confucianism is the way of heaven and earth? It can be said to be yes, or it can be said to be wrong." Zhu Su had already expected that someone would question it. He successfully introduced the topic into his field of expertise, but now he is in trouble. As long as he doesn't ask himself
Poems will suffice. "Confucianism does explain the great ways of heaven and earth, but everything in heaven and earth has its own reason. Zhu Zi talked about the investigation of things, how many things did he figure out? Why not look for chapters and sentences in the pile of old papers to get the name of the great Confucian?
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"There are so many living things in the world. The sages carefully studied the principles of the four seasons and then understood the changes in the agricultural seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter. After understanding the principles of raising silkworms and weaving, they shed their hair, drank blood, and had beautiful clothes."
"There was no Confucianism at that time, but there was already Gewu. Why do we today focus on the piles of old papers instead of imitating the sages and discovering the principles hidden in everything that can benefit the country and the people?
Woolen cloth?"
Zhu Su said heartbrokenly. This sentence was not entirely a lie, he was really heartbroken.
The Chinese nation is the most diligent and intelligent race. On this blue planet, no race is more diligent and understands the wisdom of work better than our ancestors.
They created a brilliant civilization that makes us, our descendants, extremely proud. However, the smartest among them often look for chapters and sentences in the piles of old papers, and in the circles drawn by the sages, they search for things that do not exist at all.
The end point of Datong.
How sad!
If they can pay attention to those "wonderful skills and tricks", then when the powerful ships and cannons of the West sail over hundreds of years later, what will the people in the West see?
Anyway, it is absolutely impossible to have that shame that will be remembered for hundreds of years!
"Do you know how high the sky is today? How deep is the sea? Why do the four seasons change so much and why does the sun rise in the east and set in the west?"
"You claim to be knowledgeable, but why don't you know why there are thunders and rains, and why there are winters and summers?"
"There are still thousands of mysteries that you don't know. But you don't know how to study things, but you spend a lot of effort to find a poem!"
"Isn't it ridiculous? It's more than ridiculous!"
Zhu Su said angrily.
Fang Xiaoru stepped back a few steps, his face pale. Even Xu Yungong's eyes were dull and his face was unconvinced. Among the people Zhu Su said who boasted of being well-educated, he was not one of them?
"Please forgive me, Your Highness. Although I know that the world is endowed with extraordinary talents, the great ways of heaven and earth are invisible and elusive. Even with Zhu Shengren's wisdom, it is difficult to find them."
"Your Highness, is it possible that you want to say... can you master the great way of heaven and earth? You are still young, and even if you can understand a few principles of heaven and earth, that is..." Fang Xiaoru was obviously shocked, but he knew
, if you are moved by these words at this time to become Confucian, and if you have other thoughts in the future, you will definitely learn nothing.
So he gritted his teeth and took a step forward, cocking his neck and asked Zhu Su.
Hearing the suspicion in his tone, Zhu Su smiled mysteriously: "Fang Xizhi, I'm just asking you."
"Do you know what a 'rainbow' is? How is it generated?" Zhu Su pointed to Bifeng Mountain outside the cafeteria.
It had just rained lightly. At this time, there was a rainbow hanging in the air on Bifeng Mountain. It contrasted with the Bifeng Temple on the mountainside. It was like an ink painting after the new rain on Bifeng Mountain!
"Rainbow?" Fang Xiaoru lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said: "Rainbow is also called dì dōng. There is a saying in "Shuowen" that if the yin energy rises and the yang energy does not respond, it will be a rainbow."
Xu Yungong nodded secretly. Fang Xiaoru was indeed a well-educated man, and he came up with the most credible allusion among the sages in a moment. Zhu Su, on the other hand, smiled disdainfully. "Yin Qi rises but Yang Qi does not respond? In other words,
Do you think the rainbow is made of Yin energy?"
"Yes." Fang Xiaoru nodded. "This is what the sages said."
"Since it is Yin energy, let me ask you, can Yin energy be controlled by others?"
"No." Fang Xiaoru shook his head. "How can the energy of heaven and earth be controlled by others?"
"Really?" Zhu Su curled his lips. "In that case, I will teach you Fang Xiaoru a lesson first."
"Therefore, the words of the sages in the pile of paper are not absolutely correct. We, the scholars, should understand a truth: it is better to have no books at all than to believe in books!"
"Since you think the rainbow is made of Yin Qi, then I will capture this Rainbow Yin Qi from the sky for you!"
"Capture...Capture Rainbow?" Not only Fang Xiaoru, but everyone present was shocked.
"Fifth... fifth uncle?" Li Jinglong pulled Zhu Su's sleeve. "Capturing Rainbow...isn't it too much?"
"The rainbow is still on the mountainside and hanging high in the sky. How can I capture it?"
"How can I not capture him?" Zhu Su put his hands behind his back and felt like he was possessed by a god at this moment. The lost sense of superiority of the time traveler came back. "Jiujiang, stop gossiping."
"Go to my room and get the glass ornament I put on the table!"