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Chapter 254: The Change Between Ancient and Modern

"What's the use of a dead letter?" Zhao Wen raised the corner of his mouth. "Since you are so familiar with it, can you tell me, what are the changes between heaven and man, and the changes in ancient and modern times?"

Yang Biao's eyes showed a bit of surprise. "Is it possible that you have realized it?"

Zhao Wen smiled proudly. "Even if we miss, we're not far off."

Yang Biao suddenly became interested. "Tell me and listen."

Zhao Wen hooked his fingers. "Bring it here."

Yang Biao looked confused, but there was a smile in his eyes.

Zhao Wen suddenly reached out, grabbed Yang Biao's sleeve, took out a cloth bag, and sneered.

"You can hide it from Zhang Jili, can you hide it from me?"

Yang Biao put his hands on his hands and laughed, laughed twice, and then covered his mouth to silence. "Don't make any noise. It will attract him again, and we won't be happy."

The two looked at each other and snickered, with childlike pride in their gray eyebrows.

Although they are colleagues, the two of them can talk quite well, and they often don't talk to Zhang Xi.

"Tell me what you think." Yang Biao urged.

"Why is Master called a saint?" Zhao Wen asked.

Yang Biao thought for a while and quoted a sentence that the emperor had just said not long ago. "Establish a heart for heaven and earth, and carry forward the unique knowledge of the saints."

Zhao Wen nodded. "Indeed, if my wife hadn't taught without distinction, taught seventy-two sages and three thousand disciples, how could we be as prosperous as today? Your Majesty wants to make everyone in the world able to read. It is precisely based on the stories of the sages.

further."

Yang Biao frowned slightly. "Is it possible?"

"Why don't Mr. Wen first ask what is right and wrong?" Zhao Wen asked back: "Or, Mr. Wen feels that the common people are born stupid and cannot be taught."

Yang Biao glared at Zhao Wen. "I, the professor of the Yang family, have hundreds of times more disciples than you, the Zhao family."

Zhao Wen was not angry but smiled. "Even if it is a hundred times, how many tens of thousands can there be? When the Han household registration was at its peak, there were tens of millions of households and 60 million people. How many percent of the people were educated?"

Yang Biao breathed a sigh of relief. "It is good that everyone can study, but there are also a lot of troubles. Zirou, you are a Situ. You have been in charge of civil affairs for many years and are good at government affairs. You cannot be like those scholars who are eager for quick success and fame.

The 30,000 students in Taixue would already be a headache. If everyone studied..."

Yang Biao shook his head and did not dare to say any more.

Zhao Wen stared at Yang Biao and said unhurriedly: "Mr. Wen, Zichan will not destroy the rural school, but are you worried about the officials discussing politics?"

Yang Biao frowned.

Zhao Wen is not a pedantic person. He said this not to show off his eloquence but to think deeply.

To be fair, although his reasons are very realistic, they are not in line with Confucian ideals.

In other words, this is a dilemma faced by Confucianism. If it is not resolved, Confucianism’s exclusive status will inevitably be shaken.

At that time, the result of the emperor's implementation of the royal way will not be to revitalize Confucianism, but to destroy it.

This is a situation that no Confucian disciple wants to see.

Or seek changes to adapt to the new situation.

Or die.

As a veteran minister and a Confucian disciple, he has no shirk of responsibility.

But he couldn't see a way out.

——

Cai Yan stood outside the door, his hands full of sweat.

She has been here three times, but never had the courage to go in.

This was originally a very natural thing.

All the officials around the emperor knew her, and she didn't need to be invited to see him. She could just walk in and no one would stop her.

But this time it's different.

The words of Queen Fushou and Prince Hongnong's wife Tang Ji echoed in her ears, making her flustered and at a loss.

She didn't know what the outcome would be.

Recommending herself as a pillow was something she had never imagined, even if the other person was the most powerful person in the world.

The Chenliu and Cai family passed down poems and calligraphy to their family, and there was no need to seek wealth in that way.

Or... forget it, it's fine as it is now, why bother humiliating yourself.

Just when Cai Yan felt timid and was about to sneak away quietly, the emperor suddenly walked out of the house.

"Ling Shi, is there something wrong?" Liu Xie said in surprise.

He remembered that Cai Yan was not on duty today.

"Uh..." Cai Yan was speechless. He lowered his head and saw the cover-up document in his arms, and said quickly: "I...I'm here to read it."

Liu Xie looked at Cai Yan suspiciously. He could feel Cai Yan's panic, but he didn't know the reason.

Do you have something to say?

"I just have something to ask you." Although Liu Xie was a little bored, he still waved Cai Yan to come closer.

What bothers him most is that people around him use their position to speak for others and make profits from it, although he knows very well that this kind of thing is inevitable.

Cai Yan was not this kind of person before, but who knows if she will change.

This time she took the initiative to request to accompany the expedition, which was a bit unexpected in itself.

Although Cai Yan grew up with Cai Yong in Northern Xinjiang, he adapted to the climate of Northern Xinjiang and understood the customs and customs of Northern Xinjiang. However, this time he was going to fight, not stay, so you can imagine how hard it was.

He originally didn't plan to take Cai Yan with him, but Cai Yan took the initiative and asked, so he had no choice but to agree.

It would be too disrespectful for her to speak for others just for convenience.

"Your Majesty, do you have anything to ask?" Cai Yan sensitively noticed Liu Xie's change in attitude and regretted it more and more, but could only bite the bullet.

Liu Xie talked about Pei Ye's appointment as governor of Bingzhou and asked Cai Yan for his opinion.

He stared at Cai Yan's face to see how Cai Yan would react.

If Pei Mao really wanted to deceive, it would be normal for him to seek cooperation from Cai Yan.

When it came to business, Cai Yan calmed down and thought about it carefully. "I can't remember any relevant records, but I feel it is not false."

"Why?" Liu Xie said calmly.

"There should still be many people who remember what happened within twenty years. Your Majesty will know if it is true or false. Even if there are no records, there will always be people in Bingzhou who remember it. Song Guo, the general of Huben Zhonglang, once served as the governor of Bingzhou, regardless of whether Pei Ye is

His predecessor is still a descendant, and there have been handovers, so he always has an impression."

Liu Xie thought it was reasonable. "You haven't seen the relevant documents either?"

"I haven't seen it. But the official documents in the palace are incomplete and a lot has been lost. It's normal that they can't be found." Cai Yan said, "If your Majesty wants to inquire, I will ask carefully and you will know the authenticity."

Liu Xie nodded and agreed.

It is indeed inconvenient for him to check it himself, but it is much easier for Cai Yan to move around.

Of course, this is exactly what Pei Mao has thought of.

No matter how smart the emperor is, he is only one person after all and cannot care about everything. It couldn't be easier for ministers - especially those close to the emperor - to join forces to deceive the emperor.

As long as Pei Mao spends enough money, he can even get more people to testify.

"After a long day's journey, you should rest early." Liu Xie was in an even worse mood. He waved his hand sadly and turned around to go back to the house.

"Wei." Cai Yan bowed his hands and retreated as if he was receiving a general amnesty.

Liu Xie saw it clearly and suddenly called out to Cai Yan again.

"Let history stay."

"Your Majesty?" Cai Yan's face turned pale and he looked embarrassed.

"Didn't you just say that you were a student?"

"Uh..." Only then did Cai Yan react, and became even more flustered. He quickly raised his hands and said, "What book does your Majesty want to read today?"

Liu Xie said nothing, but waved to Cai Yan to enter the room.

Cai Yan didn't know why, so she had no choice but to follow in. After closing the door, she turned around and saw Liu Xie sitting behind the case, looking at her seriously.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty?"

"I'll give you a chance to confess." Liu Xie said in a deep voice with a gloomy face, "This is just this once."


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