"The deacon will become Zang if he obeys, and if he goes against it, he will not." [Zuo Zhuan·Xuan Gong 12th Year]
After bidding farewell to Sima Yi, Wang Fu stood by the pavilion for a long time, as if he still couldn't believe that the other party had just left him. For all these years, Sima Yi had been by his side advising him, stirring up the situation between him and him, how satisfying it was! But now
The other party told him that all this was just a ploy, and that the other party no longer wanted to stay and work with him.
"Hmph!" Wang Fu swung his riding crop and whipped the willow tree hard. Sima Yi was so smart that he didn't even explain clearly to him. What did he mean? He was scared now and had no courage. He couldn't
No!
I want to prove it to him!
After Wang Fu returned home with a heavy heart, he left his mount to Cang Tou to take away. A cold snort came from in front of him: "Where have you gone again?"
"Fu Yamen." Wang Fu looked up and saw his brother Wang Duan wearing linen clothes, standing upright on the corridor looking at him.
Wang Duan looked a little haggard and his eyes were blue. It was obvious that he had not slept well for many days. He saw Wang Fu running around without a trace these days and was not at all restless. He knew that this kid lacked control when he was away: "You
My errands were all done the day before yesterday, why are you going to the government office? Aweng has just left not long ago. During this period, you should keep your filial piety at home and don't go anywhere!"
"Brother!" Wang Fu hurriedly argued, but saw that the few Cangtou who were leading the horse had skillfully removed the saddle, bridle and other horse gear, and led the fine Hun horse away: "
What are you doing? Stop!"
However, those sturdy Cangtou were all brought back from Youzhou by Wang Duan. They did not listen to Wang Fu at all. Not only did they take away the Xiongnu horses, hide the harness, they even closed the courtyard gate.
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"You have been honest and filial these days. If you dare to go out, I will escort you back to Handan!" Looking at the angry Wang Fu, Wang Duan had no idea of confronting him. After warning him, he simply said a word and turned around and left.
: "Gong Luan is here, you come with me to see him."
Luan Gui was a doctor of Ming Dynasty in Taixue, and he was also the mentor of Wang Duan brothers in their early years. He was a bit old-fashioned and conservative, and he was highly respected by Wang Bin and his son. When the emperor established Taixue and recruited many scholars, Wang Fu specially recommended him to him.
My own teacher serves as a Ph.D.
In the years since then, Luan Gui has been teaching at Taixue in peace and quiet. Except for the New Year's Day, he almost never took the initiative to interact with the Wang family. This time, Wang Bin died of illness, and Luan Gui came to pay homage and talk to Wang Duan and others.
Yesterday, I met the emperor again.
Hearing that his teacher was coming, Wang Fu temporarily suppressed his dissatisfaction, hurriedly changed his shoes, and followed Wang Duan to the back room.
"Luan Gong." Wang Fu saw the other party and bowed honestly.
"Hmm." When Luan Gui saw Wang Fu, he put down the tea bowl and opened his mouth and said: "Did you know that "Poetry" says, 'Are you sorry for your parents? It took a lot of work to give birth to me'..."
Then Wang Fu bit the bullet and listened to Luan Gui's nagging? Zuo just wanted him to know that his parents worked hard, that children should be filial in everything, and that when elders are mourning, they should always show sadness and stay away from games... Wang Fu knew
Luan Gui was expressing his dissatisfaction with him. He had always respected this teacher, not to mention that he had indeed failed to fulfill his duty of filial piety.
After nagging for a while, Luan Gui said again: "I have watched you grow up. I know you have been smart since you were a child, but you are restless. In the past, the prince was fine when he was there, and thanks to his kindness, he could go all the way. Now that the prince has passed away...
...Brothers, why should you abide by your duty more? Be careful in your words and deeds."
"Wei Wei." Wang Duan sat upright and listened to the instruction.
Luan Gui sighed suddenly and stared at Wang Fu: "Brother, I don't worry about you, it's just you..."
"What do I do?" Wang Fu looked surprised and said unjustly: "Luan Gong? I have always been peaceful! The country wants me to be the Northern Lieutenant? I will do it honestly. For more than a year,
Chang'an does not close its doors at night, but at least there are no arrogant people. Isn't this the result of my hard work?"
"This is the foundation laid by the 'Little Prince' back then." Luan Gui exposed the facts without mercy.
Wang Fu was once again despised today, and he was immediately angered and said, "Can't I be a 'little prince'?"
"When you do it well," Luan Gui said mercilessly, "you won't say such negative things."
Wang Fu hated others looking down on him the most, so he got up angrily and left after hearing this.
"This kid!" Wang Duan said angrily, getting ready to get up and chase him.
"Well, that's what he's like." Luan Gui chuckled and stretched out his hand to stop Wang Duan.
Wang Fu walked up the verandah, walking angrily, bumping into several maids one after another, but he still walked forward as if he didn't notice.
"Ah! Ji Zi." A familiar voice appeared in front.
Wang Fulue came back to his senses and saw Mi Zhen standing at the corner of the verandah with a big belly. He hurriedly stopped and narrowly missed running into her head-on.
"What's wrong with you? Are you angry?" Mi Zhen became pregnant not long after she followed Wang Duan in Youzhou. Unfortunately, Wang Bin passed away before the child was born.
"It's nothing." Wang Fu took a few deep breaths and finally suppressed his anger. He consciously stood aside and made way.
Mi Zhen did not move. She stood on the spot holding her waist and looked at Wang Fu for a while. Then she suddenly remembered something and said with a smile: "After the period of filial piety, our youngest son will also find a marriage."
At this moment, Wang Fu suddenly thought of Wu Ran, who was always inseparable from Mi Zhen, and felt awkward again: "Yes, I will have to trouble my brother and sister-in-law to find a good family."
Mi Zhen smiled and looked surprised: "Didn't you always say that you want to make your own decisions? Why did you change your tune today? But your brother said something about you?"
Wang Fu shook his head and didn't follow the words. On the same day, he received a disapproval from his friend and teacher, which made his spirit wear away a lot. He didn't know who to talk to about this depression, so he had to say it very depressed.
Sentence: "Nothing."
Mi Zhen watched inexplicably as Wang Fu hesitated to speak, then left in rare silence. She frowned and didn't think much about it.
"So, the "Thirteen Imperial Canon Chapters and Verses of Justice" that the country convened many years ago to request the compilation and annotation of "Justice" has been completed?" In the quiet room, Wang Duan asked about a past event with great interest.
While the emperor used martial arts to regain the world, he did not forget about literary affairs. A few years ago, he summoned many great scholars to revise "Dongguan Han Ji" and even collected books to compile "Huang Lan". The former was for the official history, and the latter was for the official history.
For the development of literature, this "Thirteen Classics of Justice" is the emperor's intention to conduct a thorough interpretation of the traditional Confucian classics according to his own intentions. In the future, all scholars who want to study and seek official positions need to study this set of books.
"Justice" is regarded as the standard.
This not only involves the gradual collapse of the relationship between monarch and ministers in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, but also the reshaping of the order of destiny, which theoretically strengthens the legitimacy of the Liu family, and also adds a lot of the emperor's own thoughts from later generations. He hopes to
This will subtly influence the following generations, making the atmosphere more open and rational.
"Although this is an annotation based on thirteen categories of scriptures, it is very difficult. Every word said by the sages must be carefully considered. Whenever there is a problem, the princes will debate in court, and sometimes they cannot solve it for several months.
In the end, it has to be decided by the state." Luan Gui shook his head slightly, feeling a little regretful, but also looking forward to it: "If such a long chapter can be compiled in my hands, I will really die without regrets."
"Luan Gong." Wang Duan glanced at the other party with emotion. In fact, Luan Gui's knowledge and reputation were not comparable to those world-famous Confucian scholars, but he was recommended by Wang and was good at accepting the emperor's new ideas.
All were chosen and selected to be included in the editorial ranks.
He knew that Luan Gui was not interested in fame and wealth, but devoted himself to the scriptures. Being able to discuss knowledge with the great Confucians of the time and participate in the compilation of annotations was a great satisfaction for him: "I hope you can take good care of your health. My brothers can
There is only one elder, Mr. Luan."
"You should pay more attention to your brother." Luan Gui said unceremoniously. He put his hand on his forehead and said in a deep voice: "Now that I have passed away, as my elder brother, if you can't discipline me... then you won't be able to control me..."
People can control him."
In fact, there are still people who can discipline him.
Wang Duan suddenly had this thought in his mind, but when it was that person's turn to take action, it would be too late.
The last time he participated in the Eastern Expedition, he left Wang Fu and Sima Yi to do their own thing in Chang'an and brought his father to court. Wang Duan would never let him happen again.