In the private seats on the second floor of the restaurant, Xie Zhiyuan and Cheng Cheng were startled when faced with Chen Ping's question.
Xie Zhiyuan immediately cursed: "Okay? What a fart! Have you been fed Ecstasy? Do you really think that being a great scholar can keep you safe?"
"Let me tell you, not to mention that you don't have that ability, even if you really become a great scholar, you can only protect yourself. What of your business over the years, your family, friends and classmates, who can protect you?
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Xie Zhiyuan is not good at talking, but there is one special case, and that is swearing.
Such sharp words made Chen Ping smile bitterly. He shrugged and said that he was only eighteen years old and did not want to live a life of seclusion in the mountains and forests all day long with the company of Qingdeng ancient books.
Seeing that he was being teased, Xie Zhiyuan's eyelids jumped wildly, and he tried to teach Chen Ping a lesson as usual, until Chen Ping dodged and came up with the excuse that he was now an official of the imperial court.
While the two were exchanging blows, Cheng Cheng on the side did not join in. He tilted his chin in thought, his brows furrowed more and more, and after a while he asked.
"Chen Ping, what is the content of your lecture? Can you tell me about it?"
Chen Ping, who had no longer thought about this matter, was stunned when he heard it. He stared at Cheng Cheng, met those sincere eyes and nodded subconsciously.
Seeing Chen Ping's promise, Cheng Cheng's brows flickered with excitement, and then he came closer, as if he was sitting upright and listening carefully.
Seeing this scene, Chen Ping couldn't sit still, Brother Cheng, what are you doing?
Xie Zhiyuan was also the leader, pushing Cheng Cheng: "Stop being ridiculous, I've heard Chen Ping's theory, it's nothing..."
Cheng Cheng shook his head slowly and refused with a stern face: "It is by no means an ordinary study that can be heard by thousands of scholars in Qianzhou and the capital."
"I know Chen Ping, you are very busy right now and don't have much free time, but it's still okay to take the time to talk to my senior brother, right?"
Chen Ping swallowed his saliva and tried to raise his head. It didn't matter at all. Cheng Cheng was entranced almost instantly, and his concentration made him feel a little ashamed.
He didn't dare to go into details, but just gave a general explanation of the basic concepts of mind science. However, even this made Cheng Cheng excited.
At this moment, Chen Pin realized that his senior brother seemed to be changing his identity.
"Hey, hey, Cheng Cheng, you won't want to become Chen Ping's disciple, will you?"
Xie Zhiyuan shouted loudly. Cheng Cheng scratched his head and felt a little strange, but then he said firmly: "It's not impossible..."
Chen Ping chuckled and decided to let Cheng Cheng think carefully first. If he was really interested in the study of the mind and was willing to study it in depth, he would definitely not hide it.
As for apprenticeships and other matters, they are all brothers in the same discipline, how can there be such a confusion of seniority?
After the three people discussed it, Cheng Cheng agreed with Chen Ping's opinion, while Xie Zhiyuan criticized Chen Ping for leading Cheng Cheng into trouble. After all, if Cheng Cheng really devoted himself to studying Confucian classics, he would be alone in the future.
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"Senior Brother Xie, it's time to think about the future. Not to mention that you are getting older, even the current situation does not allow you to continue to waste time like this."
Chen Ping said this, Xie Zhiyuan was a little confused after being said like this.
It's impossible for him to study. Even his father, who is a Bachelor of Chengzhi in the Hanlin Academy, can't control it. But studying Confucian classics with Cheng Cheng?
That's even more impossible.
"Senior brother, I naturally know it. Why do you need to remind me? I already have an idea!"
Chen Ping smiled and said nothing. Seeing his expression, Xie Zhiyuan was furious. The junior fellow apprentices were working so hard, which only made me, the senior fellow apprentice, less and less able to keep up with them.
No, I must let them know that once I am a senior brother, I will always be a senior brother!
When Chen Ping and Cheng Cheng were drinking wine and eating snacks, they didn't notice that Xie Zhiyuan, who had always been optimistic, cheerful and bohemian, had quietly changed his mentality.
The resting day passed quickly, and Chen Ping Shiran returned to his mansion and fell into a deep sleep while calculating the cards in his hand.
The next day.
It's mid-June in the capital, and wheat and rice from all over the country have been harvested and returned to warehouses. I wonder if it's God's mercy that the weather has been good so far this year, and the summer grain harvest has been bumper, so much so that even the capital, where grain prices have always been high, has dropped a lot. p>
A bumper harvest of food and a peaceful country and people are undoubtedly the happiest things for the people in the capital.
What's more, the matter of the emperor's critical illness that previously shrouded the hearts of the people seems to have disappeared. Is there anything more reassuring than this?
The entire Dayu Dynasty seems to be almost as stable as a mountain on the surface. Only a group of people who compete in the imperial court know that this is probably just the calm before the storm.
At the Yamen of the Hanlin Academy, Chen Ping took the time to rush to his duty. As usual, he walked around the Hanlin Academy to observe the administration, and even went to the room where the Shujishi were taught and walked around twice. In this way, he spent his time leisurely.
day.
After several days of this, Chen Ping felt that feudal society was so corrosive that a good young man like him almost fell into ruin.
However, when he came to the Hanlin Academy to work and fish on the fourth day, he saw two eunuchs waiting at the door.
"But Mr. Chen Xiuzhuan?"
"Well, I am the official. I dare to ask the two father-in-laws, but there is a summons in the palace?"
Chen Ping asked carefully. Before the two eunuchs could answer, he already guessed that Emperor Tianqi could not bear it anymore and wanted him to open fire in the morning.
"Master Chen is worthy of being the number one scholar. His Majesty has summoned Master Chen to enter the palace."
Hearing this, Chen Ping forced out a smile, thanked the two eunuchs, then gave instructions to the yamen clerk, and followed him into the palace.
The Yamen of Hanlin Academy was not far from the palace, and it wasn’t long before Chen Ping met Emperor Tianqi in Qinzheng Hall.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty..."
"Don't waste your time. I heard that you gave a lecture at Beiyue Academy? You also gave it when you returned to Qianzhou, but is it true?"
Chen Ping paused and nodded in confusion, not understanding what the emperor meant by asking this.
"In that case, tell me briefly what you said."
Emperor Tianqi said while wrapped in a Taoist robe. He had deep bags under his eyes and his eyes were cloudy and gray. Although his complexion was rosy, it always seemed to Chen Ping to be a strange and abnormal rosiness.
When the emperor spoke, Chen Ping could only give a brief summary of his theory, which takes mind science as the main body and supplements the essence of Neo-Confucianism.
He didn't know when the emperor became interested in Confucian classics and history, and he was filled with doubts.
After listening to Chen Ping's discussion, Emperor Tianqi frowned, but he quickly spoke up.
"You have been staying in the Hanlin Academy for a few days. You will go to the Hanlin Academy in the morning to observe the government, and then go to the East Palace in the afternoon."
East, East Palace?
Chen Ping was stunned for a moment. Where is the East Palace? That is the residence of the prince and the palace of the prince.
At this time when Emperor Tianqi is recovering from a critical illness and the government is unstable, the East Palace can be said to be a powder keg, and even those who intend to succeed in the success of the dragon dare not go there.
After all, if the emperor can survive for a few more years, or if the emperor is afraid of the prince, the prince may be fine, but the officials surrounding the prince will definitely be liquidated!
Damn, what is going on?!
Chapter five updated.
I don’t know if there are any recommendations after 800,000 words.