Wang Lang's death came very suddenly, even the coachman couldn't react, just in a moment, the sage of the country left, and even, he couldn't save the child, the first to get the news was the Yang Order, when the Yang Order transmitted the news to the palace, the palace was suddenly extremely panicked, the queen fainted, and the Son of Heaven was so anxious that he screamed.

The identity of the relatives made Wang Lang's death spread quickly, and everyone was shocked, even if it was Pang Tong, Zhong Changtong and others, whom Wang Lang hated the most on weekdays, it was also particularly painful, although this old man was stubborn, but he was a good old man, his contribution to official learning, almost no one could compare, especially when he recently wanted to integrate all schools and want to promote the behavior of official learning, so that many scholars would make him a prince.

However, Wang Lang died, died very humblely, it was just a stream, died so suddenly, it is said that he had just walked out of the palace, ready to rush to Hebei, but unfortunately, he did not complete his goal in the end, Wang Lang's death spread, and there were countless people who came to mourn, including a lot of sacrificial wine, and more students, whether it was Taixue, Menzixue and other institutions of higher learning, and even many small official schools, craftsmen, medicine, and military students came.

The whole Luoyang became whiter, and a light snow gradually fell in the sky, reflecting these white crowds, perhaps even Wang Lang himself did not think that the people who came to his funeral were actually more than Xun Yu, Liu Bei and other people who came to the funeral of the three princes and three orders, all kinds of students, kneeling outside the palace gate, weeping and crying, these are the poor students from poor families that Wang Lang helped and supported.

There are also some people who have received the favor of the prince because of their outstanding studies, and even some young officials, these officials have completed their studies with the support of Wang Lang, and passed the assessment, more and more people rushed to Luoyang, and all kinds of rumors about Wang Lang on weekdays seem to have disappeared at this time, no one scolds him as a hypocrite, no one dares to say that he does not respect the Holy Way, and no one remembers his eccentric and stubborn character.

All the praise fell on him, what the teacher of all the people, what Confucianism, as if every famous man of the Han Dynasty had befriended him, and his words showed his pity for this old friend, Wang Su, who didn't care about anything on weekdays, became more and more silent at this moment, whether it was the greetings of the Son of Heaven or the greetings of the ministers, he didn't say a word, just looked at his feet sluggishly, and his face was full of tears.

When everyone saw him like this, it was really hard to say anything, and he did not disappoint Wang Lang, after the death of the prince, he didn't even manage the funeral of the prince, and the prince's funeral affairs were handled by Zhuge Linggong, when Zhuge Liang arrived at the palace, he already understood that Wang Su was not a person who could do things, and he didn't say a word in the face of the dazed people in the Internet government, if he didn't help to handle it, I was afraid that the prince would not be able to enter the ground at the moment!

Zhuge Liang looked at him, shook his head, and then thought of the unfinished device in his home, he shook his head helplessly again, waiting for his funeral, that kid wouldn't fall asleep at the funeral?

Sent everyone away, or rather, after watching everyone leave, Wang Su returned to the study alone, locked the door, but no one was seen, the palace suddenly became a mess, there was no head of the house, fortunately, the steward was an old man who had followed Wang Lang for many years, and at this critical moment, he still relied on him to reluctantly pacify the family.

"How? He still didn't come out?? Zheng Yi stood in front of the door and asked helplessly, the old man in charge shook his head, wiped the tears on his face, and said: "The head of the family is such a concubine, if the young head of the family can't stand it, I, an old bone, how can I face the old master!" Listening to the old man's sad words, Zheng Yi frowned and walked directly towards the study.

"Ziping! Open the door! The deceased came to visit! Zheng Yi said loudly, but the study was still closed, and there was no movement, Zheng Yi knew the character of this friend, he shouted angrily: "If you don't come out again, I will burn it if I borrowed your "Wenren Letter" before!" ”

"Don't burn books!" , only to hear an exclamation, Wang Su hurriedly walked out of the study, at this moment, his eyes were blank, untidy, very decadent, he just walked out of the study, he felt a dizziness, suddenly fell down, Zheng Yi helped move him to the bed, and helped call a doctor, some treatment, feed some food, to the evening, Wang Su finally opened his eyes.

Zheng Yi stood aside, looking at this old friend on the bed, he was really helpless, he had heard his father say that reading should not be stupid, Zheng Yi has never known what the so-called reading and reading stupid means, in his opinion, the more you read, the smarter you are, how can you be more stupid? Today, he finally understood his father's thoughts, like Wang Su, there is probably no one in the world who reads more than him, but he can't even support a mansion.

Zheng Yi thought for a long time before he spoke: "Ziping, I have something I want you to help with." ”

Wang Su didn't look at him, just above the blank, Zheng Yi continued: "The matter of the prince proves my idea even more, the Han Dynasty has been rich in these years, but unfortunately this person's heart is getting poorer and poorer, filial sons and daughters, loyal and righteous people, now can no longer be found, the prince fell into the water, went to save him, but there was no one, I heard, or after the coachman said that there was a heavy reward, said the identity of the prince, no one came..."

"If this continues, what's the use of being strong and strong? The roots of the Han are rotten, and what grows is just a dry branch...", Zheng Yi said, and said disdainfully: "Today's hundred officials, I always feel that the etiquette is useless, and there are many people who dislike me, and I always think that I am a corrupt Confucian, thinking about the etiquette law, I don't know how to change, but they don't know, it is these etiquettes that are the roots of my Han Dynasty, and etiquette is not useless... Neither is the House of Rites. ”

"The law governs the people, and the people are taught by courtesy... I want to find a way to change the situation now, would you like to help me? Zheng Yi asked.

In the face of Zheng Yi's inquiry, Wang Su remained silent and silent.

Zheng Yi waited quietly for a long time, seeing that Wang Su had not answered, his heart gradually cooled, he shook his head, "Looking at Your Excellency's appearance, I won't dare to continue reading in the future...", he said, turned around and walked towards the door, just turned around, Wang Su struggled to sit up, his eyes were red, "Don't go!" ”

"Wangjun, is there anything else?" , Zheng Yi stopped and asked impatiently.

"I'll help you!"

Soon, Zheng Yi helped Wang Su and walked to the study again, the old man in charge panicked again, but seeing that Wang Su was talking to Zheng Yi at this moment, he no longer looked like he was speechless, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and the two entered the study, and the servants brought soft cushions and tea, Zheng Yi ate tea, and said: "If you want to complete the etiquette, you must go through a variety of methods. The most effective thing is to determine the religion through the legal system. ”

"At the beginning, the law and the rites competed, and the rites lost, but this time we must persuade Zhuge Linggong and let him agree, Ziping may know that the law in the Qin period?"

"I know that in the Qin period, I didn't see the righteous and brave people punished heavily, although Qin was brutal, but this point is very worthy of reference."

"That's right, we can play Zhuge Linggong and set the crime in this regard, of course, we can't condemn it too severely, we have to be more appropriate... In addition, this is not the most fundamental, the most fundamental, or need to be educated from generation to generation, under the promotion of the princes, today's official school, is already very huge, if you can, the official school may also be able to add a discipline, called moral education. ”

"And this course needs the help of you, a great sage who has read thousands of books... It would be nice to make some changes to today's enlightenment books... Emphasizing kindness, benevolence, righteousness, filial piety, sincerity... It would be even better if I could write a few books dedicated to the moral education of students of different ages and different institutions. ”

"Does this work?"

"It will definitely work, generations of young children have accepted these lessons, and the future of the big man will certainly not be more and more ruthless... As a servant of the Rite House, I have taken this as my ambition in this life! Zheng Yi said resolutely.

Wang Su nodded, picked up the pen and ink from the side, unfolded the paper, and immediately began to write, Zheng Yi, who was standing aside, was blinded, looking at Wang Su's pen like a god, all kinds of allusions were pinched, and even some allusions were incomprehensible, Zheng Yi felt the difference between himself and Wang Su for the first time in his heart, sure enough, it was right to find him, but Wang Su wrote some stories.

In these stories, there are benevolence and righteousness, morality, and each is written very wonderfully, Zheng Yi is a little fascinated to watch, Wang Su almost without pause, written down one by one, Zheng Yi clapped his hands and shouted: "By the way, we can also vigorously print these stories, if these stories can be circulated all over the place, can become the people's favorite reading, it will definitely play a role!" ”

"And singing and dancing!! Poetry!! ”

"They can make beautiful poems, I... No, you can naturally write some poems with excellent content and persuade people to do good!! If it weren't for Wang Su's father who had just passed away, I was afraid that Zheng Yi would not be able to help laughing, he suddenly had a way in his mind, a way to change the status quo, whether it was useful or not, he would have to give it a try, if he tried, he might fail, but if he didn't try, he would definitely not succeed.

Zheng Yi still had countless thoughts in his mind, and when he conceived these and was about to talk to Wang Su, he saw that the pile of papers written by Wang Su was already piled up, and Wang Su was still writing hard without raising his head.

Found a treasure....