The weather is cold in spring and the sun is shining brightly.
Today is a good day with clear skies in Dasangli. However, the atmosphere at the scene is like the twelfth lunar month in the middle of winter, terrifyingly solemn.
Zhang Heizi was tortured and was currently lying on a wooden cart supported by Zhang Chong and others. His face was ashen and he was sweating profusely.
Si Sun was also supported by a close relative of the villagers, sitting on the brought in bed, drinking the farmer's home-brewed slurry.
Duman ran home to get this.
He respected this chivalrous and wealthy man from Huhai, even though he was the local envoy of Taiping Road. Duman felt that Taiping Road was just pretending to be gods and ghosts, and fooling fools.
He had seen how the Taiping Taoists used water to cure diseases.
First, the patient is asked to kneel at an intersection with direct access to all directions, and then he has to kowtow in all directions, and he must be sincere in the process. After that, the Taiping Taoist priests write the word "Elixir" in their hands, put it in the water, and let the patient drink it.
It is said that those who believe will live, and those who do not believe will die.
After Duman saw this set, he guessed the whole trick.
This so-called believer will live, and the unbeliever will die. In fact, it is just that those who survive are said to believe, and those who have not survived are said to not believe. Therefore, those who deserve to die must die, and those who want to live will eventually live.
The whole Taiping Road is a scam.
Yes, Duman has always been very smart. He has been able to make good straw sandals since he was a child, even better than his father.
He, Zhang Chong and Zhang Dan were classmates, and Zhang Dan was the drummer whom he ridiculed. All three of them were educated in the village library and studied "Cangjie" and "Jijiupian".
Later, his father died due to a frightened horse, and the clan compensated him by spending a special amount of money as a gift to send him to Fu's Jingshe in Dongpingling County for further studies.
The academic status of Fu's Jingshe is unparalleled not only in Jinan, but also in the whole of Qingzhou and the whole world. This is simply because "Shang Shu", one of the five classics in the world, was passed down by Fu.
The founder of the Fu family lineage was Fu Sheng of the Qin Dynasty. At that time, the First Emperor of Qin burned books and harassed Confucian scholars, and Confucian classics became extinct. Fu Sheng was the only one who kept the "Shang Shu" in Jiabi.
Later, Taizu of this dynasty conquered the world, and Emperor Wen began to pay more attention to literature. At that time, Fu Sheng was the only one who understood "Shang Shu", so he was called to Beijing to teach. However, Fu Sheng was nearly ninety at that time and was not good at practice, so he still continued
Spread learning in the countryside.
Over the past four hundred years, teaching has continued. The original lineage of Fusheng's "Shangshu" was also developed into three branches of Ouyang's "Shangshu" and the Great and Small Xiahou's "Shangshu", all of which were prominent schools in the world. But they all respected the Fu family as their ancestors.
Even though the Fu family in Jinan later moved to Dongwu County, Langya County, and even the family law was changed to "Qi Shi", the Fu family's jingshe here is still the ancestral line of "Shang Shu".
Every year, there are no less than thousands of scholars from all over the world who come here to study, either driving horses with whips or walking with sticks, traveling to and from official roads.
At first, it was difficult for Duman, a local, to understand why students from Xizhou, as far away as Liangyi, had to come here to study scriptures despite the frost and snow, even if students from Qingxu and Haidai came here.
You must know that this thing is thousands of miles away, and it will take a year just to travel. You will also encounter bandits and water bandits along the way. If you don't get it right, you will lose your life.
Later, a senior brother explained the reason:
"What's the purpose of traveling thousands of miles? It's a profit. Those who advance will be rewarded with two thousand stones, high titles and generous salaries if they study the Book of Documents. Those who retreat will return to their hometowns to teach, establish a local style of study, and travel around the mountains and rivers. Wouldn't it be a pleasure?
.As for wealth, rice, oil and salt, I have my own disciples who will do their work.”
It turns out that since Emperor Xiaowu deposed hundreds of schools of thought and only respected Confucianism, to Emperor Yuan and Cheng, who selected literary officials and dismissed legal officials, the Han Dynasty had formed complete Confucian bureaucratic selection criteria.
From the emperor's edicts to the ministers' reports, they all quoted the scriptures as a basis. When there were serious doubts about the state, the scriptures were also used as a basis.
Therefore, if you don’t read the Bible, how can you be an official?
In other words, if you want to be an official, you must treat classics.
Moreover, after learning the scriptures, you can teach your family members and disciples. Teaching family members can protect your family reputation; teaching disciples can exert your power in government. Therefore, there is a saying, "It is better to leave a scroll of books to your descendants than to leave a thousand bells of millet to your descendants."
"That's the truth.
Only with this kind of family law can we keep the hairpin for generations to come.
He also gave Duman two real-life examples from this dynasty. Both tribes were the three lords of this dynasty for several generations.
The first one is the Yuan family of Runan, a wealthy family in Guandong. The family law is "Meng's Classic", which was learned by Yuan Liang, the father of Yuan An, the first third son of the Yuan family, from the Meng family's Jingshe.
At that time, Yuan Liang was just a county magistrate with a salary of 600 shi. From his son Yuan An's age onwards, all of them had 10,000 shi and three nobles for four generations. His family was extremely wealthy and he made offerings to the princes on a daily basis. This was not helped by the Mencius Sutra.
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The second one is the Hongnong Yang family of the Kansai gentry, whose family law is "Ouyang Shangshu". Yes, this "Ouyang Shangshu" was passed down by Ouyang Sheng, a student of Fu Sheng at that time.
The Yang family was originally a martial arts family in the former Han Dynasty, and its ancestor Yang Xi was granted the title of Marquis because he received a leg from Xiang Yu. Until Yang Zhen came out in this dynasty, he received Ouyang's "Shang Shu" from Taichang Huanyu, and the Confucian scholars respected him as: "Confucius of Guanxi and Yang Boqi"
”.The Yang family turned into a Confucian classics family.
After that, the fourth generation of Taiwei successively had great virtues.
From this we can see how great a blessing it is for a rural mat weaver to be able to learn from Fu's Jingshe in Jinan and be listed in the same lineage as the famous officials of the Han Dynasty in history.
Even though this good fortune was obtained by Duman's father with his life.
Duman, who had just arrived, was just a country fool and didn't know the importance of things. He was filled with resentment towards his clan for causing his father's death, and it was hard to get rid of it.
But the more he understood the importance of Confucian classics, the more he realized how illustrious Fu's Jingshe was. He gradually began to be grateful to the clan and full of hope for the future.
As the senior brother said, I don’t dare to seek the position of the Three Lords, but for the price of two thousand stones, I will start from my generation.
From then on, he served his teacher day and night, studied morning and evening, treated him like a father, and studied hard. Because his family was not rich, he was unable to provide him with daily wages.
Therefore, every morning, Duman took the straw mats and sandals he had knitted at home and went to the market to sell them. While selling the mats, he read scriptures. After leaving the market, he went to the teacher's office to greet him respectfully and ask for advice.
During the day, I had to help the brothers pick up food, clothing, and borrow books along the way. At night, I went back to the cottage and burned firewood to study hard.
I have worked hard for several years and studied tirelessly.
As a poor family, what we are afraid of is never hardship. What we are afraid of is not having opportunities.
Duman felt that his clan had given him a chance, and as long as he worked hard, he would succeed, and he would be worthy of his mother, so he worked day and night weaving straw mats.
But it wasn't until one day that he suddenly realized that this opportunity had never been opened to him.
That day, he went to greet his teacher as usual.
In fact, he had an unkind request that he wanted to make to his teacher in private, which was whether he could get a teaching position in a monastery so that he could supplement his living expenses.
It turns out that in the past few years, even though I have been working hard and studying hard, the social entertainment of the senior brothers and the purchase of bamboo slips still cost more than half of the family's wealth.
Although his mother didn't say anything and still supported her silently, he still felt guilty.
He felt that he had a deep relationship with his teacher, and he was proficient in Confucian classics. He was already a teacher, so it was not a big problem for him to find a paying position in the school.
But that day, Duman stood outside the door for a long time and did not see the teacher go out.
Later, I thought that the teacher must have had a banquet with Cai Yong, a scholar from the east, yesterday, and he must not have returned yet.
Duman originally wanted to leave, but by some strange mistake, he opened the door that day and entered the teacher's house.
He later reflected that the strange opening was probably due to his inner desire to become a learned scholar.
He wanted to see what the scene was like inside the door that was always radiating light.
He had seen the glorious scene when the teacher taught them.
At that time, the teacher was wearing a Jinxian crown, a long robe with wide sleeves, a belt around his waist, and a veil on the outside. He was holding a jade Ruyi, and he looked as outstanding as a fairy.
Behind him are a group of servants, either playing fans or holding sand hammers. The fan fan is used to relieve the heat, while the sand hammer wielder is Zhensu School Rules. The rest, there is a person with a high voice, who is responsible for repeating what the teacher said.
, so that students outside the wall can also listen to the teachings.
In the first year after Du Man came, he listened to classics outside the wall. In the second year, he moved inside the wall. In the third year, he was able to listen to the teachings in the teacher's monastery. Among this group of students, he
The one who made the most progress.
The teacher couldn't help but sigh:
"Work hard, work hard, and I will live a humble life."
Qianyi is the word given to Duman as a reward by his teacher when he was in the palace. It is taken from "Shangshu Dayu Mo": "Fuman will suffer losses, Qianyi will benefit."
From then on, he lived a full and humble life, and he became more and more respectful to his teacher.
Others finished listening to the teacher's teachings. He was the only one who went back every night and made sure to write down what the teacher said today. The bamboo chips that were cut off by the book knife due to mistakes were piled up on his desk.
Ever since he saw his teacher's brilliance in teaching, his ambition has changed from the ambition of earning two thousand stones in this world to pursuing the pursuit of the holy knowledge.
He has sublimated, and others of his generation can understand the ambition of modesty and benefit.
But all of this was shattered that morning because of his curiosity.
To be more precise, I woke up.
According to the master's rules, all those who have studied "Shang Shu" and become disciples will have their names recorded on the screen after receiving the disk, to express to the ancestor that my bloodline has blossomed into branches and leaves.
In the past, this screen was kept in the teacher's room. As soon as Duman came in, he saw this screen first.
He was both proud and cautious as he looked at the names on the screen.
Over the past four hundred years, countless great Confucians and scholars have been listed on it.
He jumped out of the middle and looked towards the last few columns, eagerly looking for his name. But he looked for it three times and couldn't see it.
He started from the beginning again and crossed them one by one with his finger. When he reached the end, there was still nothing.
Duman sat on the ground at that time. He felt that something was wrong. He continued to search in the house, trying to find the second screen, but he was only disappointed.
At this time, the teacher came back. When he saw Duman in the room, he was surprised at first, and then angry when he saw Duman sitting in front of the screen. But when he looked at Duman again, his face was withered, and he couldn't bear it.
He walked up to Duman, looked down at the hard-working Qianyi, and said leisurely:
"Do you know everything?"
"Why? Master, is this a mistake? Shouldn't I be on this screen?" Duman burst into tears, trying hard to hold back his grief and anger.
"That's right, you are indeed not on the screen. Just because you are good at times and have a shallow nature, you should not have entered my sect. The disciples sent by your clan are just to listen. You can learn knowledge, but it is difficult to accept the ultimatum. Originally, I've been telling you this for a long time, but it's only because of your honesty and hard work that it's only come to this day. Will you blame me?"
Only then did Duman wake up when a thunder exploded.
No wonder the clan would leave such a good opportunity to him, no wonder a local tycoon could have the opportunity to send disciples to such a monastery.
It turned out to be a "layman" who didn't know the entrance wall.
He couldn't stay any longer. He didn't look at the teacher again and ran away from the monastery crying. He didn't even take away the bamboo album in the hut. Along the way, he was thinking wildly.
He hates Zhang Qiu, hates the clan leader Zhang Hong, and hates everything in the clan.
Why did you let him have this dream for several years when you obviously gave him hope but never gave it back?
No, this is not his clan, his surname is Du, he is an outsider.
In this way, Duman staggered back home.
When he got home, his mother saw that Du Man was covered in mud and even kicked off his shoes. She said nothing and cooked a bowl of hot soup cakes.
Duman burst into tears while eating the soup cake.
From then on, Duman continued to weave straw sandals and mats in Dashangli.
His character changed and he became sarcastic and dissolute, and his name also changed, becoming "Du Daman" among the villagers.
The name Qianyi disappeared with the wind, as if it had never appeared before.