Cao Cao flipped through the "New Interpretations of Zhouyi" and "Mencius" in his hands.
Once, twice.
After reading it for the third time, he came back to his senses and stared directly at Xun Yu who presented the book: "Wen Ruo, you said this is... written by Yu Lang?"
"People say it was Hua Xin and Hua Ziyu who did it."
Xun Yu relayed Chen Qun's rhetoric to Cao Cao: "Marquis Shen has his own considerations."
Cao Cao tapped his fingers on the table, wondering what he was thinking.
"Yu Lang actually wanted to start with Confucian classics, and the first thing he did was to abolish the prophecies. It was really unexpected."
Cao Cao also roughly thought that He Yan joined forces with Hua Xin, and Chen Qun's new learning was closely related to his attitude toward He Yan that day.
"This child..."
"It's really outrageous."
Cao Cao himself didn't even think about directly abolishing the foundation of the Han Dynasty... In other words, Cao Cao had almost no clue about abolishing the foundation of the Han Dynasty, but He Yan did it.
Even if it's just a beginning.
Opening these two classics representing new learning again, Cao Cao froze the pages on one side.
"According to the deduction in this book, the next solar eclipse will be in February next year."
Cao Cao was sure that if a solar eclipse really occurred on that day, the new school would rise at a terrifying speed, and correspondingly, the Han Dynasty would collapse at an even faster speed.
"Yu Lang will really cause trouble for himself."
Once that time comes, the Han Dynasty will probably fight to the death. When the time comes, Hua Xin and Zheng Hun will have the reputation to protect them, and Chen Qun will have the Yingchuan Chen family and the Yingchuan Xun family to protect them. What can he rely on?
"Does he really think others are fools? Do you think that if you give Hua Xin the power of fabrication, everything will be fine?"
Cao Cao's fingers tapped on the table faster and faster, obviously feeling that this matter also made him feel troublesome.
"After all, he is a young man who acts recklessly and without regard for the consequences."
As a veteran, Cao Cao naturally knew how cruel war at this level was, and in many cases, even if he won, it would be a miserable victory.
"Besides..."
"How can you let your son charge into battle and then I hide behind?"
Cao Cao slapped the book in his hand aside heavily: "The matter of new learning is of great importance and cannot be carried by Hua Xin, Chen Qun, He Yan and others."
In order to prevent He Yan from becoming the target of public criticism, Cao Cao wanted to lure a big fish for Xinxue, and then completely muddy the water.
"Call He Yan to come to me."
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At this time, He Yanzheng and Guo Jia were standing at the gate of their city.
Guo Jia raised his hands tremblingly, widened his eyes and asked, "You built this city into your home?"
"This is called turning my home into a city!"
He Yan also made a silent gesture towards Guo Jia: "No! Keep your voice down! This is not a city! It's just... Wubao! Yes! Wubao!"
He was shouting "city" one after another every day. If it really attracted the attention of Xu County officials and confiscated this place, it would be too late for He Yan to cry!
On the contrary, Wubao is a kind of folk defensive building, which was very common in the troubled times of the late Han Dynasty.
Moreover, behind a Wubao there is often a powerful family, and court officials would turn a blind eye to the existence of Wubao.
"Right, just wait a minute."
He Yan found Xiang Yong, who was responsible for guarding the gate, and asked them to hang two big characters on the gate of the city - [He Wu].
"This will be much more pleasing to the eye!"
Guo Jia was a little hesitant: "Is it pleasing to the eye? Are you sure you're not trying to deceive others?"
"Stop talking nonsense! Are you going to a brothel?"
Hearing He Yan's talk about the brothel, Guo Jia also understood that a man can bend and stretch, so he obediently shut his mouth and followed He Yan to the newly named "He Wu".
He Yan walked ahead for a while and then realized that Guo Jia had been thrown far away.
Helplessly, he stood and waited for Guo Jia for a while. Finally, when Guo Jia followed him, He Yan took a few steps forward and found that Guo Jia had stopped by the roadside again.
I saw Guo Jia talking to an old lady who was knitting straw sandals. From time to time, the two of them laughed, causing He Yan to turn back from the front.
"What are Fengxiao talking about?"
When Guo Jia saw He Yan coming, he also said goodbye to the aunt, and then took He Yan to a street corner and sat down.
"What? Do you still have this habit?"
He Yan saw Guo Jia staring at the lady selling straw sandals, and thought that Guo Jia had a crush on her.
"Do you think I am you and Sikong?"
Guo Jia retorted unceremoniously, and then pointed at the fireworks on the street for He Yan to look at: "In these troubled times, I have been to many places, but this is the first time I have seen this scene."
"What scene?"
"comfortable."
Guo Jia pointed to the aunt he was talking to just now: "I have seen people weaving mats and selling shoes in other places, but when they see the guests, they always come up and cry, saying how many poor children there are in their families.
Trying to use the pity of customers to sell their goods."
"In this way, even if the goods are sold, the customers will not feel comfortable. Instead, they will feel that they are being carried around."
"But the lady just now is different. She treats people well and does not buy or sell by force. I just asked her about her family background and learned that she has three daughters, one son, and a husband who is paralyzed in bed because he was in the army.
.But even so, she still won’t use her poverty to win sympathy, which is really strange.”
After He Yan listened to Guo Jia's words quietly, he also looked at the aunt.
He is short in stature, has thick calluses on his hands, and wears clothes made of coarse cloth...
In terms of appearance, she is indeed no different from other women.
But He Yan still said: "Fengxiao, look at her belly."
Guo Jia:???
"Does Marquis Shen still have such a hobby?"
"Get out!"
He Yan stared at the woman's belly: "It's been a long time since breakfast, but the woman's belly is still round, which means she just had a full meal."
"Having a full meal in the cold winter months proves that her family has enough food."
"If a person has a surplus of food at home, he will naturally have ambition. Correspondingly, they will not put down their dignity and seek life in a rogue way."
"When I say this, do you understand Fengxiao?"
Guo Jia looked at He Yan and felt that today's He Yan really brought him a big surprise: "A person who lives in a warehouse knows etiquette, and has enough food and clothing to know honor and disgrace?"
He Yan nodded: "The people living in Hewu are basically tenants of my family. I only charge them 50% each time together with the government's collection. In addition, there is also wages for weaving linen, so they naturally have a surplus.
of."
"Work...money?"
"You still have to pay tenants for their work?"
When He Yan heard Guo Jia's question, he took out a copy of "Mencius" from his arms and slapped it on his face: "I don't want to talk to you until you finish reading it..."