Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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Wang Shouren bathed and changed clothes, and came out of the thatched cottage.

At this time, the assassin's body had been cleaned up.

All traces are gone.

Wang Shouren returned to his original position wearing a new Confucian shirt, and all the disciples came to complain: "I don't know how this person got in, it was the negligence of my disciples, I didn't realize it beforehand, please don't blame me, sir."

Wang Shouren shook his head and said with a smile: "A gentleman is giving lectures here, how can he have no enemies? I have already anticipated this situation when I came here. The assassin has ulterior motives and is spying in the dark, but I am in the open. How can I guard against it? Such things, It’s nothing to worry about, don’t take it to heart, and don’t blame yourself.”

Wang Shouren paused again: "I know that among all living beings, most of them are seekers of knowledge, but how can we be on guard against them? There are young people mixed in with them? The Master said: There is no distinction between teaching and learning. Since you come here If you are a good student, I am willing to teach you the Dao. If there are assassins among them, you don’t need to be afraid, as long as you never throw a dagger in front of me, I will still regard you as a disciple.”

Among the crowd, someone really lowered his head with a complex look on his face.

In fact, in Jiaozhi, there have always been many secret resistances. Just a few days ago, a military officer in the Ming army was assassinated.

The Ming Dynasty entered Jiaozhi, and Jiaozhi had been independent intermittently for hundreds of years, so how could it be possible to easily get the approval of Jiaozhi.

Champa is better here, because Champa was annexed by the Annan people after all, and the people here don't have much ill feeling towards the Ming army, but in other places, such things happen more frequently.

Wang Shouren didn't pay much attention to this.

Even if there are assassins here, he doesn't bother to screen them out, anyway, why do you come here to study, but if you want to plot evil, this Ruan Xingjian is a role model.

Among the assassins mixed in the crowd, some of them already had the idea of ​​retreating.

However, there are also some people who, after hearing Wang Shouren's reasoning these days, suddenly have a unique feeling that their hearts are struggling. On the one hand, they originally came here with their own ideals, but after coming here, they are gradually attracted They were attracted by Wang Shouren's knowledge, but Ruan Xingjian's death shocked them enough.

Little ones...

I saw Wang Shouren's disdainful look, as if he didn't care about the assassin at all, a stinging emotion spread deep in the hearts of some dissatisfied people.

In the eyes of others, is my so-called 'righteousness' just the behavior of a clown? And what Mr. Wang said in his mouth is that he has the world in mind, that all things are the same, and the so-called avenue of simplicity is obviously...compared with his so-called "righteousness", I don't know how many times better. It is no wonder that Ruan Xingjian's behavior was so popular. Contemptuous and contemptuous.

Wang Shouren's calm was more like a silent humiliation.

And this humiliation pierced people's hearts.

He finished today's lesson calmly, and then stood up: "A gentleman has six arts, among which riding and archery and fencing are the most difficult. Why, reading is easy, and understanding things is easy, but a gentleman wants to achieve great things and build fame. Ten or a hundred people are invincible, and today I will learn fencing. Just now, have you seen clearly the assassin's assassination technique? His movements are quick and agile, but his actions are still slow. Take care, Assassination, what should I do, lest when I get it, people will say that people who worship under my sect are so sloppy even in assassination, and my reputation is ruined. If there are assassins among all living beings, there should be twelve Be very energetic, otherwise, if you want to assassinate me, you will be killed by me raising your hand like this assassin, and you will be laughed at. You each take your sword, and I will teach you how to assassinate with your sword."

"..."

Poor Ruan Xingjian, who unexpectedly became a negative teaching material.

The most exasperating thing is that Mr. Wang actually taught everyone how to assassinate, or in other words, use the correct method to assassinate the target.

Wang Shouren had already mentioned Ruan Xingjian's dagger, and stabbed it plainly: "Daggers are like swords, they are both weapons for killing. If you want to kill, you must do it with all your strength. You must strike with your heart, and you must not have distracting thoughts." , holding the heart of killing the enemy, the ancient assassins, most of them refused to risk their lives to attack people, all of them stabbed the enemy, and just missed their own life, have you seen it clearly?"

"Ruan Xingjian's biggest mistake just now is that he has distracting thoughts, with a dagger in his hand, he is more than showy. The murder is a matter of life and death, and the outcome can be won or lost in an instant. How can it be showy?"

Wang Shouren raised the blade again, and stabbed with the sword again, his body looked ridiculously clumsy, not at all as free and easy as an assassin should be, but this clumsy sword was just the most realistic.

"You all have a try. Follow my method and stab a hundred swords."

Wang Shouren dropped the dagger, put his hands behind his back, and smiled.

Some assassins mixed among the disciples felt like vomiting blood, as if every word Mr. Wang said was aimed at himself. Such contempt even taught you how to assassinate the target, like a heavy hammer, forged again and again. Hit their confidence.

What's even more frightening is that they saw something different from this person, and deep down in their hearts, there was a feeling of yearning for him.

They imitated Wang Shouren and stabbed with a sword. Many people didn't have swords in their hands, but just took sticks and used them with swords.

Wang Shouren thought of something, so he said to a disciple beside him: "Go and write a letter to Xishan, and ask your mentor to find a way to dispatch some troops and horses. Also, please Ping Xihou, to donate some armaments. Of course, if there are some useless troops in the army Iron swords are the best. Please use some bows and arrows too."

"This... I'm afraid Ping Xihou won't agree."

good horse

It is said that there are not many things in Xishan, but Ma Duo, the captured Tatar war horses, have not yet digested them.

But bows and crossbows are different, and swords are fine. The Ming Dynasty has express regulations that scholars can wear swords, so making swords for body protection is not prohibited. It's just a bow and crossbow, but it has always been forbidden.

Wang Shouren said: "Jozhi is different from other places, how can we use the method of the inland everywhere? Marquis Pingxi is a man of reason, he is my master, I will write to him, he will definitely give this convenience."

"But...among these disciples, I'm afraid..."

Obviously, some people are a little worried.

Wang Shouren smiled slightly: "No matter where you are, there will always be good and bad. These are all harmless things. We can do things according to our conscience."

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At the same time, Shenglong, a letter, rushed to the capital.

A few days later, it was snowing heavily in the capital, so report to the Ministry of Rites.

Zhang Sheng, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, went to the palace early. The person on duty today is Chen Xing, the right servant of the Ministry of Rites. Chen Xing frowned. He looked at the report with surprise on his face. The scribe came and said, "Send it to the Secretary of the General Administration and send it to the palace."

"What is it that even the Ministry of Rites can't deal with?" The clerk looked surprised: "Would you wait for Zhang Butang to come back before making a decision..."

"Say it!" Chen Xing seemed in a bad mood: "Send it to the palace."

"yes."

A moment later, the report appeared in the General Administration Department, and the General Administration Department sent it to the palace in a hurry.

…………

In the warm pavilion.

Emperor Hongzhi sat down.

The weather was cold, a charcoal basin was set up in the warm pavilion, and the anthracite was slowly burning, and the ministers wrapped in big red velvet shawls had already been seated by His Majesty, and everyone gathered together to stare at Emperor Hongzhi.

Emperor Hongzhi said: "It's been snowing for several days in a row. The gods are not benevolent. The people have to spend the winter. How difficult it is. The supply of anthracite cannot be in short supply. You must inform Xishan about this. If there is a shortage and mining is not enough, I will take it." Fang Jifan is asking."

"Your Majesty, there is no need to be anxious. Now, the common people are wearing sweaters, which are enough to keep out the cold, and they have anthracite. Thinking about it, compared to previous years, the disaster situation will be alleviated a lot."

Speaking of this, it made Emperor Hongzhi feel at ease.

Yes, it is indeed much better than in the past few years. Although there will still be people affected by disasters, for example, the heavy snow crushed many huts and killed many people, but the most fearful thing about such things is: "Shuntian Mansion , we must not slack off, buy some coal, and distribute it to the people affected by the disaster. This sweater... Although we have it, how many people are wearing it now? The people, after all, are tens of thousands. .”

Emperor Hongzhi finished speaking, and put the memorial in his hand on the case: "If anything goes wrong, I will take Shuntian Mansion to intervene. This is still the case at the feet of the emperor, let alone other states and counties."

All the ministers said yes one after another.

But at this time, an eunuch hurried in and said, "Your Majesty, the Ministry of Rites has a performance."

The most surprising thing was Zhang Sheng, he was the Minister of Rites, why did the Ministry of Rites play suddenly?

Even he himself didn't know what happened all of a sudden.

Emperor Hongzhi said, "What's the matter?"

The official of the General Administration Department was silent for a moment: "It's from Thang Long..."

Shenglong... All of a sudden, everyone exchanged glances.

Shenglong is where Xingyuan, the capital of Jiaozhi, is equivalent to the provincial capital. Now there is an urgent report, but I don't know why.

Emperor Hongzhi said: "Read."

"Minister Fang Jinglong said: Inside and outside the dragon, there is nothing wrong with it. Recently...Jiaozhi Tixue widely spreads education, and invites all scholars of Jiaozhi to worship Yan Shenggong. He has newly established a Confucian temple, and all scholars gather, and suddenly there are scholars. There was a fire in the Confucian Temple, and some scholars smashed the plaque of the Master of All Ages. There was chaos in the Confucian Temple. The government wanted to stop the evil deeds of the scholars. Among the scholars, some people shouted the voice of expulsion of the Ming and Han Dynasties, and they killed seven officials. , Three soldiers were killed or injured, and the new Confucian Temple was set on fire, so, in the whole city, the young people are ready to move..."

After reading this, Emperor Hongzhi's face turned ashen.

The establishment of a new Confucian temple is an old rule. When a Confucian temple is established, people should be offered sacrifices when they are promoted to academic officials. This is also one of the methods of enlightenment.

But who would have thought that the scholars who had been summoned turned against each other directly. Isn't this... a big joke in the world?

Originally, this was supposed to be a small disturbance, but it involved scholars and the Confucius Temple, so... this is not a small disturbance.

Zhang Sheng's face suddenly became miserable... ah.

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