There are several seats on the corridor outside the library, with tea and snacks on it. They were originally for those who translated books to sit down when they were tired. Few people came to the library to study, and they also benefited from it.
Mao Jie and the young man went outside, told each other about their names, and each took their seats.
The young man's surname is Xue, his name is Zong, and he was from Zhuyi, Pei County. In the first year of Chuping, when the world was in chaos, he took refuge with his tribe and went to Jiaozhou, and recently came to Chang'an.
When he was in Jiaozhou, he studied under Liu Xi's school in Beihai. Liu Xi was good at exegesis, and Xue Zong was therefore interested in language and writing, and had a certain foundation.
There were many Western Regions people in Jiaozhou, and he also learned some Western Regions. After arriving in Chang'an, he applied for a job at Tongwenguan to translate scriptures.
"The first thing to do is to seek the true meaning of the scriptures is to seek the true meaning, and not to distort the original meaning. Secondly, you should seek to understand the words and be catchy. However, this not only requires a deep understanding of the meaning of the original text, but also requires considerable literary cultivation to be able to express the original text accurately.
It is difficult for scholars to combine these two things."
Xue Zong turned his head to signal the person who was translating the scriptures in the museum and whispered: "Most of these people are not scholars, but are just familiar with Western languages and have a little bit of text. They have no deep understanding of the original meaning, and the translated text is not smooth.
I can't bear to read it."
"Since that's the case, why stay in Tongwenguan?"
"The Tongwenguan was first built, and there are only a limited number of people who can use it, so I can only settle for it for the time being." Xue Zong said: "As far as I know, people who truly have certain translation skills are the most accurate in the palace.
, elegant, Xun Guiren's translation is slightly inferior, and his victory is fast."
Mao Jie has read articles translated by Xun Wenqian and has a good impression of it. He thinks Xue Zong’s standards are a bit too high.
"What kind of book is "Lunheng" you just mentioned? Who is Wang Zhongren of Kuaiji?"
Xue Zong turned his head to look at Mao Jie and smiled and said, "When I was in Jiaozhou, people said that the people of the Central Plains were conceited, and I didn't agree. Now it seems that they are saying it is not bad. We Central Plains people are indeed a bit arrogant."
Mao Jie was a little embarrassed. "It seems that Wang Zhongren is a well-educated man?"
"It should be said that he is a genius. If he is a native of the Central Plains, he should be comparable to Huan Cigong (Huan Kuan) and Cai Boji (Cai Yong)."
Mao Jie was shocked.
Huan Kuan and Cai Yong are both famous scholars. Since this Kuaiji native Wang Zhongren has such knowledge, why is he nameless?
Am I too ignorant?
"Don't be surprised. I haven't heard his name before I arrived in Chang'an." Xue Zong smiled and said, "Although he is a disciple of Ban Shupi (Ban Biao), he is not a pure Confucian scholar, with extensive knowledge and is not a member of Confucian scholars.
Xi. Even in Kuaiji, it is not highly praised, let alone his masterpiece "Lunheng".
"How did you know him?" Mao Jie was curious.
"This is thanks to his fellow villager, who sacrificial wine in the martial arts hall, Yu Fengyu Zhongxiang. Of course, I have to thank the emperor even more. If the emperor had not advocated the controversy, it was not limited to the Confucianism, he would not have had the opportunity to become famous behind him."
Xue Zong sighed a little. "Time is also luck, and it is difficult to force it. If the wise king is in power, how can we live up to time? We should do something."
"I want to learn from my feet?"
Xue Zong nodded. "If you can read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles, you will have no regrets in this life. Wealth and honor will only last for three or five generations, but only knowledge can be immortal."
Mao Jie agreed and nodded.
"Where can I find the book "Lunheng"?"
"It is said that the Taixue Bookstore is preparing, and it is not clear when it can be printed. I heard that the debate has been very strong recently, and most of the manpower and material resources must be used in the seal newspaper, which will definitely delay the progress of "Lunheng".
If you want to see it, you might as well go to Yu Jijiu, he should have a manuscript."
"Thank you." Mao Jie said.
He had planned to visit Yu Fan, but now he has more reason.
Mao Jie discussed with Xun Chen, and Xun Chen came forward again and asked to visit Yu Fan in the martial arts lecture hall.
This time, the emperor let go.
Without further ado, Xun Chen and Mao Jie immediately left Chang'an City and headed straight to the martial arts lecture hall.
When they arrived by the Kunming pond, they saw the martial arts hall standing on the former site of Afang Palace. Compared with the various halls of the Imperial Academy, they couldn't help but sigh.
Ni Heng was right. The emperor did not use force to pacify Kanto, but instead allowed the wise and virtuous people from all over the world to gather in the Imperial Academy to decide how the court can achieve the kingly way through debate, and even made Xun Chen's obvious reason to refuse to pass the field.
The articles that spread throughout the world are extremely kind.
With the existing strength of the imperial court, Shandong scholars and officials had no room for bargaining.
The two looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
If you don’t come to Chang'an, how can you know the real situation? Shandong scholars and officials are watching the sky by the well, and they have no idea what kind of opponent they are facing.
They only knew that the Xiliang soldiers were fierce and cruel, and were a tiger and wolf army like the Qin army, but they did not know that under the guidance of the emperor, the Xiliang soldiers had surpassed the fierce and cruel, and their combat effectiveness was even better than that of the Qin army.
Anyone with a little common sense of using troops knows that the more well trained, the more military discipline he has, the strongest combat effectiveness.
From ancient times to the present, who would pay more attention to training and military discipline than the emperor, and even build a special martial arts lecture hall to educate soldiers?
"Youruo, after the discussion, you should go back to northern Jilin as soon as possible." Mao Jie said: "The general trend is barely useless, so why hurt the innocent?"
Xun Chen didn't say anything, just nodded.
He didn't plan to wait until the discussion was over. After meeting Xu Shu, he planned to leave Chang'an.
Is it better to persuade Yuan Tan to surrender to promote the true return of Jizhou, and after pacifying Liaodong, and embarking on the Western Expedition, isn’t it better than now?
The Western Regions are vast and the emperor cannot directly control them. There are high probability that they will be crowned kings, so there are not too many opportunities.
The two of them came to the hall and handed over the name sage.
After a while, a young man walked out of it, walked quickly to Xun Chen, and bowed.
"Xu Shu has met Xun Jun and Mao Jun."
Xun Chen smiled and introduced to Mao Jie, "Xiaoxian, this is Xu Shu. You may not know him, but you should have heard of another name, Xu Fu."
Mao Jie was stunned, stared at Xu Shu and looked again and again. "It turned out to be you. I have heard of it, I have heard of it, and Dian Wei has mentioned you many times."
Speaking of Dian Wei, Xu Shu also became energetic. "Is he okay?"
"He followed Cao Hou to the northern border. I don't know much about how he is now. However, Cao Hou trusted him very much and often followed him."
After a few greetings, Xu Shu led them into the martial arts lecture hall.
Xun Chen spoke bluntly and asked about the reason why Xu Shu applied for the martial arts lecture hall.
Xu Shu was a little surprised. "I thought Xun Jun would not ask this question again."
Xun Chen was stunned and then smiled. "Did you see my article too?"
"I saw it, and everyone in the martial arts lecturer saw it. I deeply agree with Xun Jun's Zhuojian. They all say that the Xun family in Yingchuan is indeed different. If there are wise men in the generation, they will surely prosper in the future."
"Is that right?" Xun Chen was happy, but still said modestly: "I was scolded so much that I dared not stay in the Imperial Academy, so I could only hide in Chang'an City."
"Hahaha..." Xu Shu laughed and raised his hand, not obsessed. "When Shusun Tong made rituals for the Han family, some Confucian scholars in Lu denounced him as not in line with the ancients. Shusun Tong called him a despicable Confucian scholar. There are many Confucian scholars today who have made this absent.
People who only know how to stick to the rules and sentences, but do not know that knowledge should change due to times. They only recognize the people, not the people, and forget the great righteousness because of small profits. Mr. Xun does not have to be a common person with such people and wait for them to die."