The Tiangong Courtyard that He Yan promised to Ma Jun was built next to the Xinglin Courtyard.
I thought that the work would start safely, and then I asked Ma Jun to go in and fill the hole, and then He Yan raised Ma Jun like Hua Tuo.
Unexpectedly, the group of people who smashed Xinglin Yuan before were completely obsessed with it. They didn't care what Tiangong Yuan did, and they directly made trouble on the construction site of Tiangong Yuan, which made Wei Yan, who was already irritable,
They even ran in both directions.
Not only did He Yan have a headache, Xun Yu also had a headache.
The day after Ma Jun arrived, Xun Yu went to Hewu to discuss with He Yan.
"Marquis Shen, we can't go on like this."
Blood transfusion, mixed with blood, undoubtedly gave the old classics family and the royalists the sharpest weapon.
In fact, not all aristocratic families are in the old Confucian classics camp represented by Kong Rong, or the new classics camp represented by Yang Biao and Chen Qun.
More aristocratic families are still in a neutral state.
New learning, as a new thing, cannot make people flock to it as soon as it comes out.
Those aristocratic families are all old foxes. When they see the "benefits" brought by the new learning, they will instinctively start to think about the "disadvantages" brought by the new learning.
It's just that there was no opportunity to show the "disadvantages" of Xinxue before, but now, the opportunity has come!
That's blood!
It is undeniable that the emperor, the government, and Confucianism are using prophecies and systems to oppress the people arbitrarily, but the aristocratic families are actually not good things. They have their own blood-sucking system to control the people who are connected by blood.
As a semi-new but not old product, Maison itself has double standards.
They all raised their hands in approval of breaking the emperor's chain of control.
But if someone wants to break the dog chain that controls those tribesmen and tenant farmers, they will show a vicious look and bark at you.
Imperial power and bloodline, to put it bluntly in this era, are just two dog leashes, one big and one small, used to control others. There is no essential difference between them.
If Xinxue wants to untie these two dog chains, they will definitely encounter a counterattack from them, causing them to start to reject Xinxue.
And this is undoubtedly unacceptable to those aristocratic families who have put their wealth into new studies.
Xun Yu came to He Yan this time to ask He Yan for everyone——
"Marquis Shen, can you compromise on this new learning...?"
The so-called compromise is to first take off the dog leash of imperial power, and let go of the dog leash of clan etiquette!
"Xun Lingjun, have you forgotten the Legalists of the Han Dynasty?"
After the decline of Huang-Lao School in the early Western Han Dynasty, Legalism officially began to dominate the politics of the Han Empire.
It is a pity that the power of Legalism is only in the imperial court, and the countryside has already been occupied by Confucianism.
In order to gain the power of Confucianism, Legalists had to start to compromise step by step, and finally compromised directly into the belly of Confucianism...
If Xin Xue compromises on the clan etiquette of the aristocratic family, even if it breaks the dog chain of imperial power, then what will it do?
"The people of the Aristocratic Family are really too sophisticated. They flock to it when they see the benefits, and attack it in groups when they see the harm. The "new learning" is just a tool for them to pursue their own goals."
Seeing that He Yan refused to bow his head, Xun Yu said with some worry: "Marquis Shen, it's hard for Xinxue to gain a firm foothold now. If you stumble on something like this, it will be more of a loss than a gain."
"I know!"
He Yan was never naive enough to treat new learning as his own private property.
If the general outline of the new learning is not suitable, those aristocratic families will probably take the new learning directly from their own hands and tinker with it to make it something suitable for them.
This kind of thing is simply not easy for those of us who are deeply educated in Confucianism.
"But this time about the "blood transfusion", I actually didn't want to open this thing."
"What I have to do is to separate these two things, blood and bloodline, and convey reason."
"Does Xun Lingjun accept this result?"
Before a new class is born that can fully represent the new learning, the new learning can only rely on the soil of aristocratic families to develop and grow.
Before the imperial power chain is released and new soil appears, He Yan does not want to get too stalemate with the aristocratic family.
Xun Yu raised his eyebrows: "Is that just that?"
Not to mention outsiders, even Xun Yu thought that He Yan's goal this time was to disturb the bloodline of the royal family.
The problem is that the bloodline of Emperor Liu has been disturbed. What about those families who rely on bloodline to strengthen themselves?
Because of this, the aristocratic family chose to vote with their feet and began to reject new learning.
Now He Yan actually said that it was just a simple "knowledge popularization", which even surprised Xun Yu.
"Well, that's all."
He Yan said it was easy, but actually he was laughing out loud in his heart.
What needs to be done may be to separate and sever the "blood and blood".
But the important thing about this matter is not the result, because it itself is an introduction.
A thought starter.
Just like thinking in Daze Township, "Princes, generals, and prime ministers would rather have seeds." As long as it ferments long enough, something that will surprise He Yan will definitely be born.
"If that's all it is, it would be easy to handle."
Xun Yu finally felt relieved.
As long as they don't attack the aristocratic families, the new school can return to its previous state and continue to compete with the old school families.
"What does Marquis Shen plan to do?"
"Xun Lingjun wants to know?"
He Yan pulled Xun Yu's sleeve and told him all about his plan, which made Xun Yu excited and worried and asked: "Marquis Shen, are your blood type classification and blood transfusion methods reliable? What if you kill him?
?”
“Don’t worry, it’s basically reliable!”
"Basic?"
Xun Yu became even more suspicious.
"Marquis Shen, you know the status of the Donghai King lineage in the Han Dynasty, but you dare not make any mistakes?"
"How can anything be 100%?"
He Yan said haha.
"But Liu Xian is strong! He should be able to get through it!"
"should?"
He Yan sighed again when he saw Xun Yu's wording.
When Mi Heng comes out of seclusion, He Yan will definitely let Xun Yu experience what "dialectics" is!
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On the northwest side of Xuchang, Dahongzhai.
This is a rare tourist attraction in Xuchang. Literati and poets often visit and compose poems here, and there are also many dignitaries coming and going.
Today, another mighty motorcade set off from Xuchang and arrived here.
The carriages are luxuriously decorated, and many of the gilt patterns are only allowed to be used by the princes and kings of the Han Dynasty.
When the carriage arrived at an ancient ginkgo tree at the entrance of Dahong Village, the carriage slowly stopped, and a slightly stout middle-aged man stepped out.
This person is Liu Xian, the Sixth Generation King of East China Sea.
Because his father, Liu Zhi, the fifth generation king of Donghai, had been in power for too long. Although Liu Xian had just succeeded as king of Donghai, he was already old enough to know his destiny.
People like to miss the past when they get older, and Liu Xian is no exception.
He got out of the carriage and admired the ancient ginkgo tree. People around him thought he was admiring the gesture of the ancient tree, but unexpectedly Liu Xian became secretly sad.
"Gu remembers that there is such an ancient tree in Donghai County, Gu's hometown. Nowadays, there are constant wars. I wonder if the ancient tree has been cut down for firewood."
Liu Xian was so distressed that no one else dared to talk to him. Only a middle-aged man who was about the same age as Liu Xian and looked extremely capable said, "Is the King of the East China Sea talking about the ancient tree fifteen miles east of Tan County?"
"Exactly!"
Liu Xian said in surprise: "I almost forgot that Jingxing is also from Tan County, Donghai County, and he and Gu are from the same hometown! Haha!"
The man named "Jingxing" was Wang Lang, a master of Confucian classics.
Wang Lang was previously the governor of Kuaiji in Jiangdong, but was defeated by Sun Ce.
He was unwilling to serve Sun Ce and wanted to return to Xuchang. After several years of wandering, he finally returned to Xuchang and met all his old friends.
Among these old friends, there must be the Taiwei Yang Biao of the dynasty. After all, Wang Lang's teacher was Taiwei Yang Ci, and he was very close to the Yang family of Hongnong.
A few days ago, Yang Biao suddenly recommended Dahongzhai to himself at the banquet, and invited Liu Xian, the king of the East China Sea, to come with him to relax. Since he was really bored these days, Wang Lang agreed to play with Liu Xian.
The two of them were both poetry-readers and fellow villagers. For a while, they actually chatted about how late they had met each other, and they stood under the ancient ginkgo tree for a long time.
What they didn't notice was that on the opposite hillside, a group of "thieves" with sharp knives were already eyeing them.
Wei Yan pulled the mask on his face impatiently: "It's almost time! Get ready to take action!"
After that, Wei Yan turned to Wu Pu next to him and said: "Wu Shanggong! The things you doctors do are much more terrifying than the scenes on the battlefield. Don't shake your body, okay?"
Although Wu Pu also wore a mask, his fear could still be seen through his exposed eyes.
"You can't say that! This is also my first time on the battlefield!"
Wei Yan laughed: "Just relax! This is my second time on the battlefield!"
"When the time comes, all the tasks of killing the enemy will be handed over to me. Just fulfill Marquis Shen's instructions!"
After explaining Wu Pu, Wei Yan raised the sword and shield in his hand and shouted to the dozens of private soldiers behind him: "Let's go!"
Under the leadership of Wei Yan, these dozens of private soldiers dressed as bandits seemed to have the tendency of tigers descending from the mountain, rushing towards Liu Xian's convoy down the mountain.
Liu Xian, who had been admiring flowers, the moon, and ancient trees just now, was almost frightened out of his mind when he saw this scene. He screamed: "Why are there bandits near Xuchang?"
Wang Lang did not panic, but organized his guards to defend against the enemy.
"King of East China Sea! Take refuge in the carriage first!"
Because the princes and kings were out, Liu Xian was in great ostentation. If Liu Xian hid in the carriage, the thieves might not be able to find him!
But it's a pity.
Wei Yan and his group came here just for Liu Xian, and there was no way they could give Liu Xian a chance to escape.
Being the first to reach the convoy, Wei Yan hit him hard with his shield, sending a guard flying out.
Wei Yan, who was strong and strong, fell into the crowd of guards who had never been on the battlefield. He knocked them all down in a short time, and stood alone on the battlefield proudly.
When the other people in the convoy saw how ferocious the bandits were, they naturally fled, leaving only Liu Xian, the King of the East China Sea, who was left behind in the carriage.
"The thief looks at the sword!"
At this moment, Wang Lang suddenly took a long sword and slashed Wei Yan's leg from the bottom of the car. Fortunately, Wei Yan reacted quickly and rolled to avoid the blow.
When Wang Lang saw that he had not succeeded in his attack, he immediately rushed out from under the car and stabbed him with his sword.
As a general who can personally lead his soldiers to fight against Sun Ce, Wang Lang is not weak in skill, but it is a pity that he met Wei Yan.
After Wei Yan used his shield to withstand Wang Lang's sword, he stabbed Wang Lang under the arm with a sword flower in his backhand.
Just when Wei Yan was about to kill Wang Lang, Wei Yan seemed to suddenly remember the instructions of a certain Marquis Shen who did not want to be named, so he changed his stabbing to striking, hitting Wang Lang's ribs with the sword blade.
Wang Lang was in pain and before he could react, Wei Yan punched him directly in the chest.
The pain made Wang Lang curl up and lie on the ground trembling.
Wei Yan indifferently kicked Wang Lang's sword away and came to the carriage to look for Liu Xian.
Compared to Wang Lang who dared to confront Wei Yangang, Liu Xian seemed much more timid.
Liu Xian, who was found, immediately offered a few gold cakes: "This is to honor all of you, Commander Qu. Please don't hurt our lives!"
But there was a surge of disdain behind Wei Yan's mask: "Why is he so handsome? I will be a general in the future!"
After kicking the gold cake out of Liu Xian's hand, Wei Yan held Liu Xian down and said, "Be passive! I will protect you from death!"
Wu Pu, who had been following Wei Yan, also walked into the carriage. Without saying a word, he opened Liu Xian's hand bowl and let the scarlet blood slowly flow out from it.
While bleeding, Wu Pu observed Liu Xian's condition. When Liu Xian's body was reaching its limit, he helped him stop the bleeding.
"It's almost there, the rest is just traces of forgery!"
After pretending that the place was robbed by money-grubbing bandits, Wei Yan immediately retreated without leaving any evidence pointing to himself.
The doormen and waiters who fled out just now also returned after a while.
They quickly returned to Xuchang with Liu Xian, Wang Lang and other injured people, and immediately reported the matter to the government.
As the top leader in Xuchang, He Yan knew about the incident immediately and made a prompt decision to send some county soldiers to chase the bandits.
As for He Yan himself, he was very worried and came to the Donghai Palace to apologize to the palace.
"Such a thing happened in our territory of Xuchang. I, the Xuchang Order, am really ashamed of the people of Xuchang!"
He Yan took Liu Xian's son's hand and said, "Don't let anything happen to the King of East China Sea! Otherwise, I will be derelict in my duty!"
Seeing that He Yan was so concerned about his father's safety, Liu Xian's son thought that He Yan had any friendship with his father, so he also told the truth——
"My father's condition is very bad. Several doctors came just now and they all said that there is no hope of recovery."
He Yan became emotional: "Is it possible that there is no hope?"
"It's really hopeless."
The other party's mood collapsed: "The doctor said that my father has lost too much energy and blood, and it can no longer be restored!"
He Yan grabbed Liu Xian's son's shoulders with both hands: "No matter what, please don't give up!"
"By the way, I know the famous doctor Hua Tuo. How about... let Hua Tuo come and show it to the King of East China Sea?"