Chapter 167: The Imperial Meeting

Zhu Biao thought for a while and asked, "What does my father want to do?" If it is to completely remove Mencius from the Temple of Literature, I am afraid it will be a little difficult, after all, he is a Confucian sub-sage, and the Confucian family will also play. ”

Zhu Yuanzhang said slowly: "It depends on them how far they go, but those in "Mencius" need to be deleted, and the same is true for other pre-Qin classics, if there are taboos, they need to be deleted. ”

When Zhu Biao heard this, he understood that Mencius's tablet could be moved back to the Temple of Literature, after all, Zhu Yuanzhang would not really care about a person who had been dead for many years, and his purpose was to make these remarks that did not conform to the rule from beginning to end.

In the end, the monarch and the ministers compromised with each other, and in the end, who stood on the upper hand depended on the means during this period, and now it was Zhu Yuanzhang who played black chess directly with a high position, occupying the lead, and Mencius's tablet was still blowing outside.

The father and son communicated for a while, and Zhu Biao said goodbye, this matter is actually not a big deal for Zhu Yuanzhang, now the mainstream is science, Mencius's set itself no one will really believe, there can be a few county prefects to do people-oriented.

The way of Confucius and Mencius was not accepted by the rulers when they were alive, let alone now, their teachings have long been modified from generation to generation, forming today's unique Confucian culture, benevolence is the spiritual pursuit, but in fact they still enjoy the enjoyment brought by corruption.

Early the next morning, Zhu Biao got up and went to the gate of Fengtian Palace, and the civil officials all gathered together to discuss, including Li Shanchang, Liu Bowen, Yang Xian and others, they were in this position, and their every move was watched by the literati in the world, so they were bound to speak for Mencius.

The generals on the other side are laughing at jokes, looking at civil officials like fools, they don't understand why they are so active in speaking for the dead, and their parents are not necessarily so anxious when they die.

Seeing that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had come down, the civil officials couldn't care about anything else, and they all rushed up to salute and said: "Your Highness, you are also my famous disciple, Mencius, that is the sage of our scholars, and since the Song Dynasty, he has been worthy of enjoying the Temple of Literature, how can he move out like this now!" ”

"I'm afraid the Holy One is angry for a while, please ask Your Highness to help persuade me for a while, I just finished holding the new science and technology examination, how can such a thing come out!"

"Since yesterday, the minister has received many letters from friends in the capital, and they are all looking forward to the Holy Lord taking back his fate, and those candidates are also panicking."

Zhu Biao played Tai Chi and didn't promise anything, but just comforted them and warned them not to collide with the saint.

Li Shanchang saw that it was almost over, so he asked them to stand up and prepare to participate in the court meeting, and Zhu Biao was also relieved of the siege and walked to the gate of the Fengtian Palace.

After a while, the gate of Fengtian Hall opened, and everyone was immediately silent, stepped into the hall in an orderly manner, and saluted His Majesty the Emperor above, and Zhu Biao walked to his place after saluting.

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't speak, there was a commotion below for a while, Li Shanchang sighed and stood up, this is his responsibility, as a civil leader, he must speak for this collective.

Li Shanchang bowed down and said, "The minister heard that yesterday the Holy Majesty ordered the removal of the tablet of the Yasheng from the Confucian Temple, and dared to ask the Holy Lord. ”

Zhu Yuanzhang opened his mouth and said: "I read the book "Mencius" and found that it is full of fallacies and heresies, and Meng Ke should not be a saint and should not be sacrificed by the state. ”

As soon as these words came out, the court and the central government were in chaos, and Zhu Biao even saw that a few imperial historians really shed tears, and now it was not only Li Shanchang who spoke out to persuade him, but Fengtian Hall suddenly became noisy.

The civil officials all stood up and shouted hoarsely for Mencius, some telling Mencius's exploits, and some talking about the consequences of removing Mencius.

Anyway, listening to what they mean is that without Mencius, then there will be no morality in this world, and the hearts of the people in the world will be unstable.

Zhu Yuanzhang watched their performance expressionlessly, and did not speak until everyone's mouth was dry: "I have made up my mind, and if there is another admonition, it will be disrespectful, and the forbidden army will shoot it." ”

Then he got up and left, and the civil officials below looked at Zhu Yuanzhang's back in a daze, the script is not right, the last time the emperor wanted to withdraw the sacrifice of Confucius and his old man, he was persuaded back by them like this.

Zhu Biao naturally hurriedly followed his father and the emperor, these civil officials did not dare to spit on Zhu Yuanzhang, but they would not be polite to him, if they stopped him, Zhu Biao would not even think about leaving before dark.

When the martial artists saw that the emperor was gone, they snorted each other, and they discussed where to drink at night, full of foul language, and didn't care about Mencius at all.

The imperial historians who were the first to react touched their tears, glared at these martial artists, and prepared to go home and write a piece of music and submit it to the saint, hoping that he would repent.

Li Shanchang and Liu Bowen glanced at each other, and then went back to deal with official business, they are all mature politicians, just get by on face with this little matter.

They don't know what kind of temperament their emperor has, if they really play some kind of trick, it is not good that Mencius's tablet is back, but their tablet is also placed at home.

It is best for everyone to retreat in twos and threes, this is the first time since the founding of the country to go down to the court so early, Zhu Biao followed his father to the imperial garden, and the rest of the eunuchs followed from afar.

After leaving the court, the expression on Zhu Yuanzhang's face was much soothed, this matter was just an attempt by the emperor, it was naturally good to win, and it was just to put Mencius's tablet back in its place if he lost.

This is the unfairness brought about by status, Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the flowers and plants in the garden with his hands on his back, normally he had official business to deal with after he went down, and he didn't dare to waste time when he was tight.

And today it is rare to go down to the court so early, Zhu Biao also knew that his father and emperor probably had no time to enjoy the flowers for half a year, and Zhu Biao did not say those troublesome words.

The father and son walked around like this for more than half an hour, during which Zhu Yuanzhang also told his son the names of many trees, which Zhu Biao really didn't know, and he never paid attention to it.

There are also many Zhu Yuanzhang who can't recognize the name, but it doesn't matter, Emperor Chrysostom Yuyan directly gave the tree a name, and the eunuchs behind him also took the book and wrote it down, and the tree instantly had a status in the palace.

Looking at Zhu Yuanzhang with a bright smile, Zhu Biao couldn't help but say: "My father should be like this on weekdays, and my son also wants to see you smile more." ”

Zhu Yuanzhang patted Zhu Biao's shoulder and said with a smile: "There must be someone to do everything in the world, it is better to be a father than a son, you don't have to worry, our body is very good." ”

Zhu Biao said softly: "I know your loving heart, but the more this is the case, the more my son hopes that my father will be so tired because of me." ”

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