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"Snapped!"

Before Zheng Zhongkui finished reading the article, someone slapped the table in the private room next door: "Well written, men and women should be equal, good and bad should also be equal!"

Immediately, this person pushed the door open and shouted cheerfully: "Who is Zhao Zi? Come and drink three hundred cups!"

Zhao Han raised his head and looked towards the second floor, and was immediately startled.

I saw that this man was wearing a Confucian shirt, neither the standard blue and white, nor the green that failed the test. But... it has a pink base and bright red, purple, green, and yellow embellishments.

It looks like a human-shaped peacock wearing a Confucian shirt!

Looking at his headdress, although the small golden crown is fancy, it is still within the normal range. But the hairpin that passed through the crown was actually decorated with inlaid beads and jade, and the steps looked like a woman's steps.

Raising his hand and flicking it, the folding fan unfolded, with pictures of ladies clearly painted on the fan.

There were also big men in women’s clothing in the Ming Dynasty?

Well, it’s not really women’s clothing. Strictly speaking, it’s neither male nor female.

Zhao Han walked up to the second floor, cupped his hands and said, "I'm Zhao Han, may I ask the young master's name."

Seeing Zhao Han's tender face, the man couldn't help but frown and said, "Zhao Zi said you are so young?"

Zhao Han asked back: "Your Excellency can wear cross-dressing, but I can't be young?"

The man was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, clasped his fists and said, "Fei Ruyi, a man with smooth words, just came back from Suzhou. My outfit is very fashionable in Suzhou."

"How many cross-dressers are there in Suzhou?" Zhao Han was quite surprised.

Fei Ruyi said proudly: "Not only in Suzhou, but also in Susong and Changhu, there are many cross-dressers!"

The society in the late Ming Dynasty was very deformed.

The north is a hell, and the people are suffering from food and clothing; the south is like a paradise, and fashion has been born.

On the one hand, many women are martyred by their husbands if their thoughts are imprisoned; on the other hand, there are many who are unrestrained and apostate.

Where there is oppression, there is resistance.

Where there is restraint, there is wantonness.

Wang Gen had long shouted the slogan of equality of all industries, a hundred years ago.

Li Zhi had long shouted the slogan of equality between men and women, fifty years ago.

Wang Gen and Li Zhi were both disciples and grandsons of Wang Yangming.

Nowadays, Zhao Han advocates equality for all, but he just adds the sentence "the good and the bad are equal".

As long as there is no overt propaganda of rebellion, not to mention the central court, even the local government will not bother to take care of it.

If Zhao Han becomes famous, he may even receive an official invitation to give lectures.

…

Zheng Zhongkui put down the magazine and looked thoughtful.

Fei Yuanlu picked it up and took a look. He was immediately very angry and said angrily: "Here's nonsense, so arrogant, how dare you call yourself Zhao Zi!"

Zheng Zhongkui smiled in return, neither agreeing nor refuting.

Fei Yuanlu quickly rushed out of the private room, stood in the aisle and shouted: "Which one is Zhao Zi?"

Zhao Han was talking to Fei Ruyi. Hearing this, he turned around and bowed: "Qi Shan Chief, the student is Zhao Zi."

Fei Yuanlu immediately had an impression: "Are you Fei Meizhong's adopted son and Pang Weiran's student?"

"It's a great honor that the mountain chief remembers his students." Zhao Han responded calmly.

Fei Yuanlu scolded: "Don't advocate fallacies and heresies. Burn them all!"

Before Zhao Han could speak again, Fei Ruyi suddenly stepped forward: "Grandpa, what you said was wrong..."

"Fei Ruyi!"

Before the guy finished speaking, Fei Yuanlu got furious and roared: "What the hell are you wearing? Go home quickly and change into something more respectable!"

Well, they turned out to be grandfather and grandson.

Fei Ruyi was not afraid at all, and even deliberately turned around twice, showing off her beautiful clothes, and said with a playful smile: "Grandpa, I don't know, but many talented people in Suzhou wear these gorgeous clothes."

"Nonsense," Fei Yuanlu almost fainted with anger and yelled, "You shameless bastard, you said you were going to Jiangzuo to study. After traveling for several years, you came back and failed to pass the national examination, so you learned such nonsense? I ...I...I will beat you to death!"

Fei Ruyi raised his hand to block the old fist, and argued with reason: "Grandpa, don't mess with the moral order. If you become my father, how will my father handle himself?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The whole house laughed instantly.

But the diners on the first floor, who had been paying attention to the aisle on the second floor for a long time, were all amused by this pair of grandfather and grandson.

Hearing laughter, Fei Yuanlu immediately stopped.

He pretended to be nonchalant, adjusted his clothes to hide his embarrassment, and yelled in a low voice: "Go into the inner room and talk, both of you, come in!"

Fei Yuanlu returned to the private room first, and Zhao Han and Fei Ruyi could only follow.

Zheng Zhongkui stood up and bowed, and the two of them quickly returned the salute. Due to Fei Yuanlu's presence, it was inconvenient to communicate too much.

Fei Ruyi was still confused and pulled on his own clothes and said: "Grandpa, this clothes is colorful and the dyeing is very expensive. Ordinary dyeing shops can't make it. If you watch your grandson wearing it for a few more days, you will definitely feel that It’s pleasing to the eye.”

Fei Yuanlu couldn't hold back his anger and growled: "You bastard, can you wear this yellow and purple?"

Fei Ruyi gently shook the folding fan and said with a smile: "The sky is high and the emperor is far away, and the government doesn't care. Grandpa doesn't have to worry."

"Also," Fei Yuanlu pointed at his grandson's head, "What's the matter with your hairpin? You don't learn anything else, but you learn how to dress like a woman!"

Fei Ruyi explained: "My grandfather misunderstood. This is not a woman's dress, but a Suzhou fashion dress."

Fashion refers to popular fashion.

Fashionable refers to cutting-edge talents.

Fei Yuanlu couldn't hold back his anger and roared: "Suzhou, the land of monsters!"

Fei Ruyi muttered: "The clock in my grandfather's study seems to have been made in Suzhou."

"Shut up!"

Fei Yuanlu was breathing rapidly, but at least he didn't die of anger on the spot.

Zhao Han looked out the window, pursed his lips and suppressed a smile.

Zheng Zhongkui lowered his head to read the magazine. He had already seen the second section "Liaodong Theory".

"On Liaodong" belongs to a series of column articles, and the author is signed "Liaodong Common Man". The first issue does not talk about big principles, but only introduces the origin of the Liaodong Tatars. Starting from Li Chengliang's attack on Wang Gao, it refutes Nurhachi's "seven hatreds" one by one.

Zheng Zhongkui, like most people in the Ming Dynasty, does not know the origin of the Liaodong Tatars. After reading this article, he finally has a clear context.

He wants to make friends with "people from Liaodong"!

"Poof!"

But Fei Yuanlu couldn't help but throw out a plate, breaking his grandson's forehead, and then the plate hit the wall and broke into pieces.

Fei Ruyi touched his forehead and found that it was bleeding. He immediately exclaimed: "My face is about to be disfigured!"

Fei Yuanlu yelled: "Go home and think about your mistakes behind closed doors!"

Fei Ruyi ran out of the private room quickly, but instead of going home to think about her mistakes, she went to see a doctor for treatment because she was afraid of leaving scars on her beautiful forehead.

Fei Yuanlu was still angry and pointed at Zhao Han: "You are just a child, how dare you call yourself Zhao Zi?"

Zhao Han looked innocent and replied: "Chief, the student did not call himself Zhao Zi, the article was signed by Zhao Zi."

"What's the difference?" Fei Yuanlu asked.

Zhao Han explained: "If you sign your name as Zhao Zi, you are overstepping the sages. If you sign your name as Zhao Zi, you are yearning for the sages. The student's real surname is Zhao, and the name Zi said comes from the Analects of Confucius. The two are connected together, indicating that the student uses the Analects of Confucius. For the sake of respect, always remember the words of Confucius.”

Fei Yuanlu was so angry that he laughed: "You are such a sharp-tongued child with strong words. Then tell me, why do you go against the principles of Confucianism and write, 'All people in the world are created equal'?"

"The article has made it very clear. Since the mountain leader still wants to ask, I'm afraid many students in the academy also have questions." Zhao Han said with a sly smile, "How about this, the students take the "Ehu Xunjian" to the academy and let the students Take a look at them all and write down any questions you have. Let’s make an appointment for the students to go to Hanzhu Mountain and accept questions from many teachers and classmates."

Zheng Zhongkui, who was reading a magazine, suddenly looked up at Zhao Han and thought to himself, this guy is really brave.

This is to quarrel with the Confucian scholars, spread his thoughts to Hanzhu Mountain, sell magazines to Hanzhu Mountain, and gain a great reputation at the same time.

Fei Yuanlu seemed to remember something, and his angry expression disappeared, replaced by a smile: "How brave, I will help you, it depends on whether you can bear it!"

"How about three days from now?" Zhao Han selected the date.

"Yes," Fei Yuanlu reminded again, "no matter whether you win or lose in the debate, you will inevitably be criticized by thousands of people and become the target of public criticism. Are you clear?"

Zhao Han cupped his hands and said, "It's true."

In the middle and late Ming Dynasty, people were not afraid of deviating from tradition.

While being pointed out by thousands of people, there will also be countless people who admire them. This is how Wang Gen and Li Zhi came to be.

Li Zhi was arrested and imprisoned for promoting cutting-edge ideas. There are three real reasons:

First, Li Zhi wrote an article attacking Geng Dingxiang. He once worked as a teacher in the Geng family's private school, and was invited by Geng Ting-li, but he fell out with the Geng family for some reason.

Second, Feng Yingjing is a fan of Li Zhi. Fans asked to meet his idol several times, but Li Zhi was unwilling to meet him because of his bad reputation. From then on, Feng Yingjing held a grudge and turned from a fan to a hater.

Third, in his later years, Li Zhi became very close to Matteo Ricci and absorbed a lot of Christian ideas, so he had serious conflicts with many scholars.

Therefore, Geng Dingxiang's disciples, Feng Yingjing, and the Donglin Party (which had not yet formed a party at the time) joined forces to persecute Li Zhi and imprison him.

Even so, Emperor Wanli didn't want to do anything to him, and just ordered Li Zhi to be escorted back to his hometown. Li Zhi did not want to be embarrassed by returning to his hometown, and because he was old and sick, he was afraid that he would die of illness on the way back to Fujian, so he simply committed suicide in prison.

Taking Li Zhi's lesson into account, Zhao Han tried his best not to engage in point attacks. Even firing a map cannon was safer than offending the villain.

But Fei Yuanlu said that when he left the restaurant, his anger had completely dissipated, and he happily went to the county town to meet the boss. He wanted to take this opportunity to make Hanzhu Academy famous and impress the big boss.

In Fei Yuanlu's eyes, the outcome of the debate didn't matter, and Zhao Han was just a tool.

To Zhao Han, Fei Yuanlu was also a tool man.

They are using each other just to gain fame. Who cares about etiquette?