"I can't sleep at night, I sit up and play the piano... The thin curtain is bright and the moon is blowing... The outfield of the Lone Hong, the birds singing in the north forest. What will you see when you wander... Worry and sadness. Liu Qu looked at the poem seriously, read it a few more times, and then laughed, looked at Zheng Yi, the servant of the Rite Mansion in front of him, and said, "Is there anything wrong with this poem?" I think it's very well written, it reads very well, but I can't write it anyway..."

Zheng Yi looked a little unhappy, and he said seriously: "Your Majesty, can this also be regarded as a poem?" The format is not right, there is no disease moaning, not to mention, most of these poems are complaining, now Taixue, Menzi is more and more poems like this, these students, do not delve into the way of the sage, but write some rumors of dissatisfaction with the temple and society all day long, this kind of behavior should be severely punished! ”

"The leader of them, called Ruan, is studying in Taixue, this guy is not doing much in Taixue, drinking all day long violates the discipline of Taixue, does not respect teachers, beats classmates, does all kinds of evil, and also takes some classmates and friends, engages in these crooked ways all day long, and actually writes seventy or eighty poems... Your Majesty, the so-called style of study must be correct, because today's style of study will affect the atmosphere of the family and country in the future! ”

"If the students moan all day long, complain about this, complain about that, mock the temple, and despise the monarch, what kind of system is this? ? All this is the fault of Zhong Changtong, after Zhong Changtong shot for the household servants, he wrote many times, and successively allowed the people to open restaurants and wine shops on their own, which made the people of the world not do their jobs, and operated side jobs, which is just that, until now, there are many huge wine shops in various places, and there are dancing girls for fun, singing these poems and songs! There are also officials who go to enjoy it, and what kind of system it becomes!"

Zheng Yi said angrily.

When Liu Qu heard this, he was really angry, frowning, "There is still such a thing?" These bastards don't even tell me, Aiqing! Rest assured, I will definitely investigate this matter! If that were the case, I wouldn't spare them! Liu Qu said this, Zheng Yi was very happy in his heart, who said that the Son of Heaven was irritable and wise, look, what a virtuous Son of Heaven, Zheng Yi bowed to Liu Qu, and then left the palace happily.

"Alas... Etiquette collapsed...", walked out of the palace, Zheng Yi sighed helplessly, the Han Dynasty is obviously getting stronger and stronger, and the people are getting richer and richer, but this society is becoming more and more different from what Confucius said, in the eyes of the ancient sages, in the prosperous era of the ages, the people are at ease in farming, the gate is not out, they do not interact with each other, the princes and the Son of Heaven strictly abide by the etiquette law, the Son of Heaven is benevolent, the ministers are based on loyalty, the old can also eat meat, and the young are raised.

Zheng Yi looked at the noisy world and fell into a daze, three generations of heavenly sons have been benevolent, and the ministers are also virtuous, but in this world, how did it gradually become different? The binding force of the ritual law is getting weaker and weaker, from the beginning of the Xiaowu Emperor to strengthen the etiquette, to the three generations of emperors, but it seems to have returned to the appearance before the Xiaowu Emperor, and the women once again showed their heads, and even drank enthusiastically with men in the wine shop.

The vendors are not ashamed of the merchants, and they openly solicit customers.

There are wine shops everywhere, the scholars are singing, drinking for fun, those singers among them, playing crooked, singing obscene words, Zheng Yi didn't dare to listen seriously, sitting in the carriage, covering his ears tightly, he is a righteous gentleman, don't listen to indecent things, so he returned to the mansion, taught the children's studies, and sat in the study for a long time, still a little indignant in his heart, he had to find a friend to confide in.

After thinking about it seriously, he called the slave again, prepared the carriage, and prepared to go to the mansion of his friend Wang Su, Zheng Yi has been accepting the teachings of his father all his life, being stereotyped, and behaving in a restrained manner, so he also obeyed his father's teachings, maintained a gentleman's friendship, and did not have a few confidants and friends, the only friend, is now the national abbot Wang Su, Wang Su is also a ruler, when Zheng Xuan was alive, he loved this person very much, and thought that only Wang Su was the friend Zheng Yi could make.

When he arrived at the palace, he asked the slave to come forward and deliver his famous thorn, and soon, the door of the palace was open to welcome the distinguished guests, Wang Su stood at the door helplessly, waiting for Zheng Yi, Zheng Yi got off the carriage, and he met with him, Wang Su reluctantly took Zheng Yi into his study, Wang Su's hands were still stained with ink, obviously, just now, he was still reading and writing, Zheng Yi walked into this study, looking at the countless books, but also couldn't help but praise.

"Ziping, you have a collection of books here..."

"Don't borrow!" , Wang Su replied simply and directly.

Zheng Yi is not annoyed, Wang Su's temperament has always been like this, he has seen a lot of strangeness, the two sat in the study, Zheng Yi took the lead and asked: "Ziping, what do you think of today's students?" ”

Wang Su didn't answer, just looked at the bookshelves around him, and sighed helplessly, "I was about to finish reading that book..."

"Put your book away! Tell me, what do you think of today's students?! Even a gentleman like Zheng Yi was provoked by Wang Su, and asked angrily, Wang Su looked at him and said seriously: "I think they are all quite young." ”

Zheng Yi paused, and then nodded again, "Indeed, they are all young, you may have read it, those people called Taixue poems, starting from Taixue, young people began to write some not very good poems, and some students actually began to talk nonsense, there is a young man who wrote a book, called "Xian Qin Ping Shuozhi", which is full of nonsense, and actually said that Zhou Tianzi led all the soldiers to fight with the barbarian chieftains for dozens of rounds! ”

"Does Zhou Tianzi know how to ride a horse? And go to war in person?! It's just nonsense, but it's such a book, but it has become a trend, everyone has read it, in a wine shop like Xuxian Academy, there are still people who will tell the content of it, more and more exaggerated, and what is "The Biography of Huo Hou", saying that the 100,000 Huns killed by the champion Hou single-handedly lost their armor, and every time the old man saw this, he was angry and itchy..."

"In addition to these bastard books, there are also bastard poems, and songs adapted from these poems... You say, what's wrong with the world today? Zheng Yi finally vented all the anger in his heart, and excitedly said what he had seen and heard, and Wang Su in front of him did not have the slightest anger on his face, but his eyes widened, and asked: "Yes, as the so-called imagination, where can I find these books?" ”

"You!!" , Zheng Yi was about to scold, but the gentleman's self-cultivation made him hold back his anger, and he asked, "What do you think??" This kind of thing, that's tampering with the history books, it's disrespectful to the champions, the sages, and in addition, the dancers dance lightly and sing all day long, do you think it's appropriate? Light endowment and heavy poetry, you are not the slightest bit angry? Where have you read all your books? ”

Wang Su's face suddenly became serious, you can scold Wang Su for anything, but you can't scold him for studying, Wang Su said seriously: "I heard others say that some people read, books will be hidden in his abdomen, allowing him to relieve hunger, and some people reading, books will be hidden in front of his eyes, blinding his vision... Now it seems that Zheng Jun is probably the latter. ”

"Nowadays, there is the art of printing, whether it is poetry or books, it can be quickly circulated, and even, I have seen several printing houses set up by the people, and even bookstores, the books that Jun said, may not be so useless, although it is not true, but it can make the people remember the exploits of the champions and other sages, no matter how bad it is, it is as folk entertainment, is it not better than throwing pots?"

"As for poetry, who can rule it? "Poetry"? ”

"Zheng Jun! You're so much worse than your father. Wang Su said unceremoniously, Zheng Yi was refuted and said nothing, he asked angrily: "If the people of the Han Dynasty are obsessed with these every day, lose their belligerent heart, and lose their simple style, the Han will die!" ”

"If the people of the Han Dynasty maintain a simple life every day, think about foreign enemies all day long, and can't sleep at night, then the Han Dynasty will perish. Can't you hold the rest of the people to your own standards, is it enough for the people to be rich? The so-called affluence is just a full stomach and clothes... And today's prosperous era is not only these, why did the dancing girl you said appear? Because the people already have food and clothing, they are also trying to make their lives happier..."

"If you say that it is wrong for the people to pursue these things, then I will not give them away, and I will continue to read my books." , Wang Su said, making a gesture to send off the guest.

Zheng Yi was silent for a long time, and only then did a smile appear on his face, "I see, I see, the reason why the ancient sages did not expect today's prosperity is because of their time, the people have not been able to fill their stomachs and get clothes, so in their eyes, the prosperity is just a shirt that the people can eat meat and wear, and now, the three generations of the Son of Heaven have become this pursuit..."

"Therefore, what the people want has become more, in fact, we have long surpassed those sages...", Zheng Yi seemed to be enchanted, I don't know what was fixed in the firm, Wang Su looked at him eagerly, and said: "Zheng Jun, if you can't think clearly, you might as well go out for a walk, take a look, and I can continue to read my book..."

"Yes, you're right, thank you for helping me out!" Zheng Yi bowed to him, "We should indeed go outside and have a look... This is a new prosperous era, a prosperous era that no virtuous person has predicted, and the etiquette of this prosperous era should be determined by ourselves! However, before that, we still have to go and see for ourselves to understand what this new prosperous era is like, which is to open up a road for future generations! ”

Zheng Yi excitedly pulled Wang Su out of the study.

"I'm not going! My book!! I haven't finished reading it yet!! Father!! Save me!! ”

Wang Lang coldly watched his child being pulled away by Zheng Yi, and was struggling desperately, the slave on the side stepped forward and asked, "Old master... This..."

"Don't bother with him... Is anyone willing to take this fool out, this guy hasn't been out in months? ”