Chapter 407: Trapping a filial teacher and a filial disciple
Chapter 407: Trapping a filial teacher and a filial disciple
Author: fire pine cone
Chapter 407: Trapping a filial teacher and a filial disciple
Lao Zhu was outspoken about his ambitions, but at this moment, Zhu Su wished he could twist his eyebrows into liquid ropes.
To be fair, Lao Zhu wanted to use him to rectify the civil servants, but was he mentally prepared? Previously, Lao Zhu had not hesitated to help himself "copy poems" to become famous, which gave the court an aura of "a son of a superior man".
As a hero of the generation, what Lao Zhu did was just to promote a great Confucian in Lao Zhu's family. At that time, I wondered whether Lao Zhu was going to send his "most knowledgeable boy in Lao Zhu's family"
, go and mix a grain of sand into the ranks of civil servants that will make them lose their teeth.
But Zhu Su originally thought that Lao Zhu wanted to slightly wrong the literati. After all, since Dong Zhongshu presented the "Confucian" beauties, power has been highly concentrated due to the two theories of "influence between heaven and man" and "three cardinal principles and five constant principles". But in reality
Now, the right to interpret the "response between heaven and man" and the "three cardinal principles and five constant principles" has always been with Confucianism.
The essence is, did Dong Zhongshu use Confucianism to deceive Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, which made Confucianism the dominant family from then on, but also put a layer of shackles on the imperial power of later generations, and always maintained the situation of "the emperor and the scholar-bureaucrats share the same sky"
.
There is nothing wrong with inserting his own prince among the civil servants and regaining some of the power that the emperor had given to the civil servants.
But Zhu Su didn't expect that Lao Zhu didn't just want to make him sick and disgust the civil servants, but he wanted to directly knock off the Confucian diners!
The Confucian pot has been tinkered with for generations and has been forged for thousands of years! How many people are guarding the pot? The pot weighs more than tens of millions of kilograms? Doesn't that mean Zhu Laowu's life?
?
Besides... if he doesn't learn Confucian knowledge, then what kind of knowledge should he learn? The science he knows cannot be used to govern people and govern government. Nor can it fill in the core moral principles of Confucianism.
Is it possible that we want to come up with Das Kapital and the Communist Manifesto on our own to fill the gap vacated by Confucianism?
After taking a look at the dragon robe that Lao Zhu was wearing, Zhu Su said that he had no ability and could let Lao Zhu start his own rebellion.
"Dad, he can't handle that." Zhu Su immediately lay down on his back. "You think too highly of him. He doesn't have the patience to be a saint."
"Moreover, he really wanted to have a good death, but he didn't dare to do such a thing. If he lifted the Confucian coffin, would the scholars in Tiandong be very anxious to kill him?"
"If you really do that, I'm afraid how long Mei Luo will last, you can send him to Fengyang High Wall to appease Tiandong's anger."
"Although it is indeed flattering to be sent to Fengyang High Wall, but if the scholars are pissed, they will definitely swarm into Fengyang and beat him to death. Then, they feel very proud that whether they uphold the right path will shine in the annals of history
Woolen cloth!"
"I..." Lao Zhu was furious. "How did we give birth to a timid and timid little boy like me? I am not a man who has been in the war, and I am not a scholar who can't lift a knife."
Afraid?"
"Scholars don't use swords to kill people!" Zhu Suye pressed his neck and insisted. "When they want to kill people, they will be thousands of times more cruel and sinister than the rough men in the army who use weapons!"
Lao Zhu hesitated. Although he was still angry, he had to admit that what Lao Wu said was reasonable. After knowing many bad things in the later generations of the Ming Dynasty, he was afraid of those Confucian scholars. Ru Ming was even more concerned about Yuanting than he was.
The fear is many times deeper than the desire.
Zhu Biao listened silently.
Seeing that his fifth brother, the scholar, was so afraid, he felt a little more enlightened. After thinking about it, he said: "Fifth brother, do I think that he and dad want me to ban Confucianism?"
"Isn't it true?" Zhu Su was stunned.
"Haha, fifth brother, I am confused." Zhu Biao laughed. "Confucianism is the foundation of Sinology. If there is no Confucianism, how will there be turmoil in Tiandong?"
"Dad, do you mean it? Please ask me to come up with a set of explanations that are beneficial to the Ming Dynasty, just like Dong Zhongshu, who reshaped Confucianism and used chickens to lay eggs..." There was a rare cunning look in Zhu Biao's eyes. "Just beg me.
What I said is true, and I have the imperial court as my backing to make it popular in the world. Isn’t it a matter of course?"
"Then..." Didn't you want to overthrow Confucianism? Zhu Su was a little relieved. I have to say that if we follow the path of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and Dong Zhongshu, at the time when everything is waiting for prosperity at the founding of the country, the emperor will stand behind him
If we come to implement the new learning, it will really make a big difference.
Otherwise, if you know your own family affairs, you are just a porter of the knowledge of future generations... Is it feasible for you to draft Confucianism from scratch?
"If I refuse this matter, we can continue to respect Neo-Confucianism." Lao Zhu also sighed. "During the confinement period, many officials came to persuade us, saying that our family was of too low a background, so we Zhu
family, and had a relationship with Zhu Xi, a great scholar of Neo-Confucianism..."
The literati couldn't wait to put a layer of shackles on Lao Zhu's family. I remember that there was a section in the history book, but Lao Zhu quickly recognized the pros and cons and did not agree.
"Besides, fifth brother, haven't I already done this?" Zhu Biao said, with some doubts in his voice. "It seems that I have already caused an uproar among the literati. But I don't want to offend them. They
Even if you think about it, you won’t let me off lightly.”
"Ah?" Zhu Su was completely stunned that time. He has always been a low-key person, and the few times he went out to do things, he was always beaten by Lao Zhu.
And he didn't do anything to disturb the foundation of the scholar, so why wouldn't he be spared lightly?
"Is it possible that I don't know?" Zhu Biao was a little surprised. "Those confinements, that disciple of mine..."
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Zhu Su, who came out of the imperial city, was furious and galloped all the way to the imperial village on the outskirts. Outside the imperial village, a group of military households were lined up in two rows under the leadership of Xiang Deng, the waiter who stayed behind, and were preparing to catch the victorious returner.
The prince comes to greet you.
Firecrackers for celebrations, braziers for removing bad luck, and various mascots were placed along the cement road for a long time. They were looking forward to the prince's bicycle frame, but they saw the young prince riding alone, and he was angry.
Chongchong, unexpectedly, he left behind the carriage, horse and honor guard and came back alone.
"Ouch! Dian Dong! What are you..." Just as he was about to ask Dian Dong why he didn't even bring any bodyguards, he saw several personal guards behind Zhu Su riding on war horses with tongues hanging out, panting and chasing after him. If you are worried,
After swallowing it, he worshiped Zhu Sudong and said, "I pay my respects to the master of the palace! Although the master of the palace is not tall, he is a little thinner..."
"Stop talking nonsense." Zhu Su interrupted directly, "Tell me quickly, where is that idiot Fang Xiaoru? Is he in Zhuangzi?"
"Then...Uncle Fang is outside Shanzai's academy. It is said that he has encountered difficulties in studying and has not left the house for more than half a month..." Xiangdeng replied in a nonchalant manner. Before he could finish his words, he saw the man
Wu Diandong, who was full of murderous aura, waved his whip and drove his horse straight to the academy in the village.
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