In February, Erlong raised his head, and the school officially opened, because he had been promoted to the prefect as he wished, Mao Yulong entered the school in the envious eyes of his clansmen and classmates.

The professor of Fuxue is of course full of expectations and takes care of this youngest student, this student who is known as a prodigy with quick thinking, this student with a deep background, this student with a strong backbone, and this student. As a result, he was punished for standing and beaten every day.

Every time they quietly ran out to see Xu Jie and Song Yuanshan, the two of them had to ask for a pig's trotters, and the one that Mao Yulong gnawed in front of them was hearty, and Mao Yulong had to cut off relations with them several times.

Zheng Hongda had already gone to Suzhou to prepare for the newspaper, and Wang Zuoren was even more busy with his feet not touching the ground.

Under such suffering, with the foundation of the original scholars, and the careful teaching of the professors, Mao Yulong's grades are also soaring, but in just two months, Mao Yulong has lived up to expectations and has become a leader in the school. As a result, Mao Yulong's professor, while comfortably playing Mao Yulong's handboard, was pleased to show his colleagues that he would have an inferior disciple to win glory and fame for himself.

On this day, Mao Yulong was there, but the professor came in person and asked Mao Yulong to go with him.

This special treatment has already made Mao Yulong shudder, and he doesn't know whether he comes out standing or lying down. So, in the eyes of a group of classmates who were envious and jealous, and more gloating, they came to the main hall of the school with the professor.

This main hall is not for any cat or dog to enter, and it is rare for ordinary professors to sit down, let alone students, who are not even qualified to take a look at the main hall. When passing by, everyone from afar must be politely saluted, and then bow their heads without squinting, and once they behave inappropriately, the superintendent's board will be presented immediately.

Standing at the door of the main hall, the professor kindly helped Mao Yulong tidy up his clothes, and whispered, "You will see that Mr. Confucian in a while, and don't be naughty Meng Lang, answer decently, be modest, if you can get the guidance of this gentleman, you will be of infinite use for life." ”

Mao Yulong was stunned, who had such a prestige to make the chief professor of this school so polite and respectful, so he hurriedly asked nervously, "Teacher, I don't know who the great Confucian I can see is"

For the little nervousness of the bad guy, the professor expressed his understanding and affection. In his eyes, no matter how much he asked Mao Yulong to be a humble gentleman, he was still a child after all. Children should also have the nature of children, and it is really an old-fashioned little adult, but it also destroys human nature, which is not advisable. From this point of view, this professor is still a good teacher, not a person who eats the past.

So he smiled and said, "The great Confucianism in the world, Mr. Donglin Jingyi." ”

Donglin, Mr. Jingyi Jingyi is Gao Panlong, the founder of Donglin.

Mao Yulong's head buzzed, and he crashed. But he was not excited because he was going to win the favor of this world-famous bigwig, but he now had an urge to take advantage of this opportunity and strangle him.

Donglin, with empty talk about metaphysics as the elegance, and party struggle as the ability, adhere to the principle of standing in line, right and wrong, my fellow people are enemies, and the implementation is the creed of opposition for the sake of opposition.

It was this Donglin Group, after Chongzhen took the throne, that he came up with a lot of inexplicable and wonderful statecraft, and finally kicked the already crumbling Ming into the abyss.

It is not so much that the Ming Dynasty died in exile and the Manchu Dynasty, but that it is better to say that they died in Donglin, and that their paranoid party struggle led to the demise of the Ming Dynasty.

There is no China in the Yashan Mountains of the Southern Song Dynasty, that is, and the Chinese blood is still inherited in various places, in Hakka, and in the mountains and forests. After the Ming Dynasty, there was no Huaxia, this is the right thing, after the Ming Dynasty, although the Han people are still there, but they have been interrupted by the backbone of thousands of years of China. Is a nation with a broken backbone still a nation?

Now, this culprit, which has been rare for thousands of years, is in front of him, and if he is strangled, he will become the savior hero of the entire Chinese nation.

So, Mao Yulong firmly straightened his little chest, and shouted in his heart, I am the savior, I am the hero, and then entered with high spirits and knelt down directly at the door, behaving as a disciple.

It's not that Mao Yulong has changed from a big hero to a soft-footed shrimp in the blink of an eye, but that this Gao Panlong does have something to be respected.

is also the leader of Donglin, but Gao Panlong is different from other Donglin people, because Gao Panlong adheres to the "useful learning" of advocating "governing the country and leveling the world", and opposes the "empty and mysterious" learning of the end of Wang Xue and Wang Shouren's school. He believed that "uselessness is the failure of learning", "the foundation is to be put into practice", and regarded "governing the country and leveling the world" as the inevitable result of learning from things and cultivating personal morality. "Self-cultivation, family harmony, governing the country, and leveling the world" is the political ideal he pursued all his life, so later generations commented that he "lives and travels without being out of the world of his family and country".

Whether in the court or in the opposition, Gao Panlong always cares about the fate of the country and cares about the life of Baixin. He defended his political ideals in the face of evil and maintained his noble integrity. His ideas and morals are enough to be a model for future generations.

Judging from his entire philosophy of learning and preaching, this is a great Confucian who advocates pragmatism and opposes empty talk, if Donglin acts according to his thoughts, then Donglin will be another Donglin.

His student disciples had blown his trumpet crookedly, but in fact, this old man was pitiful and respectable.

After the most solemn disciple ceremony and respectful registration, I heard a calm and indifferent voice from above, "You are not my disciple, so you don't have to be so restrained, as the so-called achiever comes first, I have my thoughts, you have your ideas, let's talk about it." ”

The voice is calm and elegant, giving people a feeling like a spring breeze.

The professor smiled and said, "Ignorant child, naturally you can't enter your eyes and become your disciple, but this is the inferior disciple Meng Lang." Then his tone became majestic, "Don't hurry up, and meet the gentleman with an elder courtesy." ”

The calm voice said again, "A sick plum garden, I can see that Xiaoyou has lofty ambitions, how do you feel that you live in the elders or talk about it as a friend." ”

This is definitely a kind of fancy, a fancy, a fancy, which makes the world's scholars envious and jealous.

The master was modest, and then although he was still serious, there was already an element of joy and pride in his tone, and he said to Mao Yulong, "Yulong, get up, hurry up and accept the teachings of Mr." ”

Mao Yulong stood up in response to the words, and looked up, in the middle of the main hall, there stood an old man with crane hair and silver beard, with a thin face and full of fatigue, but a pair of eyes were deep and full of wisdom.

Dressed in a pair of scarf Confucian shirts, covered with a gauze coat, there is a detached and ethereal charm, which is really worthy of a generation of great Confucianism, the pioneer of the grandmaster, even in this low point of life when he was degraded and deposed, he also revealed a detachment and indifference.

Mao Yulong stepped forward again, bowed respectfully, and saluted, "After the end of learning, the boy Mao Yulong has seen Mr. Jingyi." ”

Gao Panlong took a careful look at Mao Yulong, his temperament was elegant, he did not have the kind of frivolity of a young man, and in the face of himself, a great Confucian master recognized by the world, his expression was neither humble nor arrogant, steady and decent. I couldn't help but sigh and admire, "I really deserve to be a genius who writes the story of the sick plum garden." Gao Panlong is a literary achievement, but he never talks about Mao Yulong's rebellion and resistance, and it is an affirmation of Mao Wenlong's academic achievements, and it also shows his definition of Mao Yulong.

Mao Yulong saluted again, and said modestly, "It's just a momentary feeling, and I can't get into everyone's eyes, so please ask Mr. to correct it." ”

Mao Yulong replied so decently, not only was his own teacher and professor pleased, but even Gao Panlong couldn't help nodding and encouraging.