Chang'an Academy after several expansions, has moved to Chang'an outside the city, from a distance, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a small county town, the internal Confucianism, law, soldiers, Taoism, ink, industry, commerce, agriculture and other scholars each have their own courtyard as the academy of each school, the reputation may not be as good as Yingchuan, Lumen two well-known academies, but the number of students is too much, this is the only one in the world does not ask about the background, only ask the qualifications of the academy, as long as you can pass the assessment of the county school, the county school and even the township school, you can enter the academy to choose your favorite academy to study. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Confucian Academy is one of the major compounds, after all, it has a unique status for 400 years, even if Lu Bu now advocates law, but the number and quality of Confucian students are enough to be on par with or even surpass the law school.

Coupled with the soldiers, Taoism, and Moism, these mainstream schools of thought have made the major colleges of Chang'an Academy compete with each other, and the style of writing is prevalent.

Outside Zheng Xuan's bedroom, a group of students knelt silently on the ground, Zheng Xuan is the pillar and pillar of the Confucian Academy, and the Confucian Academy can be on a par with the Legalist Academy in the Chang'an Academy that respects the legal system, and even faintly overshadows each other, Zheng Xuan, the great Confucian, is absolutely a great contribution.

Now that Zheng Xuan is seriously ill, even the divine doctor Hua Tuo has no choice but to shake his head, he is basically powerless to return to heaven, and these people kneeling outside may not be Zheng Xuan's disciples, but for Zheng Xuan, a great Confucian, he respects him from the bottom of his heart.

Zheng Xiaotong silently walked into the room, looking at his wrinkled face lying on the bed with his eyes closed, but his face was extremely pale, if it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, he would be almost no different from a dead person.

Is it uncomfortable? Naturally uncomfortable, he lost his father when he was young, almost his grandfather pulled him up, the relationship between grandparents and grandchildren, outsiders can't understand, although birth, old age, sickness and death are common, but when he learned that his grandfather was afraid that he would not be able to hold up today's news, Zheng Xiaotong's head was blank, just doing his own thing mechanically.

"Zizhen, hasn't the champion Hou arrived yet?" On the bed, Zheng Xuan opened his eyes slightly, and asked in a weak voice.

"It's almost there, grandpa, I'll take a look again." Zheng Xiaotong held Zheng Xuan's hand, his voice was a little choked, and he was about to leave, but he saw that the light in the room was dim, and Lu Bu, Chen Gong, Jia Xu and others had already come in.

"Kang Chenggong, Lu Bu is here." Lu Bu came in and looked at the old man on the bed, and his heart suddenly became a little blocked.

I don't know when it started, Zheng Xuan became older, if according to the historical trajectory, the year Lu Bu saved him, he was actually his death, the pain of losing his son, being coerced by Yuan Shao, pulling into the chariot of the Yuan family, and finally dying of depression, Zheng Xuan at that time was actually ready to face death.

Later, he was discovered by Lu Bu and invited Hua Tuo to renew Zheng Xuan's life, which made him feel better, but Zheng Xuan at that time obviously regarded Lu Bu and Yuan Shao as a raccoon dog and was ready to die generously.

It was only later, with an open and honest long conversation with Lu Bu, that Lu Bu made it clear that he only needed him to teach and would not pull him into his politics, so Zheng Xuan agreed to stay in Chang'an and cultivate talents, which was five years.

"Zizhen, help me up." Zheng Xuan's eyes lit up a little.

Lu Bu stepped forward and helped Zheng Xuan up from the bed with Zheng Xiaotong.

"There is a champion of Lao, and I can't bow down to the old man." It seems that he has gained some strength, and his speech is no longer weak.

"When have you ever worshipped me?" Lu Bu shook his head with a wry smile and said.

"Hey." Zheng Xuan couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and then shook his head and said: "If you say that among the princes in this world, I'm afraid that only the champion Hou can afford to worship the old man, but it's a pity, it's old!" ”

"I'm very grateful that your old man didn't scold." Lu Bu joked, trying to make the atmosphere more relaxed.

"Scolding?" Zheng Xuan said with a smile: "Standing in the position of Confucianism, it should indeed be scolded, since that Dong Zhongshu, Confucianism is the only one, how to comply with the status of Confucianism, the champion Hou promotes Legalism, and inspires hundreds of schools of thought to contend, Confucian students in the world, which one does not hate?" Which one doesn't scold? Scold! ”

Jia Xu, Chen Gong and the others glanced at each other, looking at the world, I am afraid that only Zheng Xuan can say this so calmly, and he will not be angered by Lu Bu.

"But in the past five years, when it came to death, the old man had figured it out." Zheng Xuan looked at Lu Bu and said with emotion: "When I was doing scholarship in the past, the old man felt that something was wrong, Confucianism was the only one, but after four hundred years, Confucianism has been developing in a strange direction, not only has it not made any progress, but many times, even the spirit of Confucianism is gone, the old man has been thinking, what is wrong, and he has been studying with others, how to correct it, and pull Confucianism to the right path." ”

"Back then, the old man, like most people, looked down on the champion Hou You, especially governing the country according to law and implementing the rule of law, which is contrary to my Confucian doctrine!" Zheng Xuan recalled the incident five years ago, shook his head with a smile, and said: "But in the past five years, the old man suddenly found that the things that Confucianism lost seem to have come back!" ”

What did Confucianism lose?

Soul!

Confucianism was originally a kind of golden mean, which can accommodate a hundred schools, it sounds like a bit like the study of emperors, but it is not, Confucianism is more about being a man, it is a self-cultivation and self-cultivation of learning, absorbing the advantages of others to make up for itself, Confucius has been practicing it all his life, this is the soul of Confucianism.

But since Dong Zhongshu respected Confucianism, Confucianism gradually changed its taste, and gradually became a rich and noble science, which was originally about being a man, but gradually integrated into the art of power, and became a study dedicated to serving the emperor, the bones were broken, and the soul was lost.

"Champion Hou has said a lot of things, it sounds like it is against the norm, but after careful thinking, it is thought-provoking, the family is dominant, without the supervision of others, it naturally loses the ability to recognize oneself and correct mistakes, and over time, not only does not move forward, but regresses." Zheng Xuan said with a smile: "The old man has studied Confucianism all his life, and he will know what is wrong until he dies." ”

"It's already good, some people, even if they know, would rather live in mistakes than change." Lu Bu smiled, is there really no one who sees the drawbacks? Not necessarily, but no one has changed it, and some people have even contributed to it, in comparison, although Zheng Xuan is stubborn, he has the demeanor of a scholar, right is right, wrong is wrong, and there will not be too many personal feelings in it.

"The ancients said, the morning heard that it is okay to die at night, and the old man can meet the champion Hou in his lifetime, fortunately, fortunately." Zheng Xuan laughed.

"It's the first time a celebrity has said this kind of thing to me, and it's also Buzhi's luck." Lu Bu said with a smile.

"Confucianism is not good, but Confucianism has been inherited for thousands of years, and it has its own reason, and the old man also hopes that the champion Hou can give Confucianism a way to live." Zheng Xuan said in a deep voice, this is the reason why he must see Lu Bu before he dies, as a student who has studied Confucianism all his life, he does not want Confucianism to be completely eliminated under Lu Bu's suppression one day.

"Kang Chenggong rest assured." Lu Bu sighed: "A certain will not suppress any family, nor will it overly support any family, Legalists must use it, Confucianism must also use it, the rule of law and the rule of virtue are not all in common." ”

The rule of law regulates the lower limit of human morality, while the rule of virtue raises the upper limit of human morality, of course, the premise is that this law must be timely and able to keep pace with the times, if this cannot be done, then one day, the good law that seems to be beneficial to the world today will be completely reduced to the evil law drilled by speculators.

"A hundred schools of thought contend, in order to make progress together, the truth is very simple, the old man is stupid, it took a lifetime, or with the help of the champion Hou, to understand this truth." Zheng Xuan took a breath.

Lu Bu silently, if he had not been born, this gradually formed strange circle would not only not be broken, but would continue to expand, and eventually form a kind of self-contained strange circle, in this regard, he felt that he was still helpful to this country, this nation, at least compared with Cao Cao, who was blackened by later generations, or Liu Bei, who was beautified to not be human, he was even greater.

"After I die, Zizhen can inherit my position as the president of the Confucian Academy." Zheng Xuan turned his head and glanced at Zheng Xiaotong lovingly.

"Kang Chenggong, the academy has the rules of the academy, and it will not make an exception for anyone, if Zi really has this ability, I can provide him with the fairest environment, or that sentence, the capable go up, and the mediocre go down!" Lu Bu said solemnly.

Who sits in the position of dean, rules have been set within Chang'an Academy, if the old dean dies, the new dean will be selected from the elite of the academy, ability, disciples, all aspects, Zheng Xiaotong is capable, and now he is too young to sit in this position, you must know that now Chang'an Academy is not just established when the talent withered, even in the Confucian Academy, there are many capable people.

Zheng Xuan was slightly stunned, and then suddenly realized, indeed, this is the academy, with academic views, the elder and the youngest, there is no inheritance, even if Lu Bu is enrolled, it is only after strict assessment that he enters the academy to study, Lu Bu's son is still like this, let alone others, it is equivalent to Lu Bu slapping himself in the face, he may be really old and confused.

"The old man is ashamed." Zheng Xuan shook his head and looked at Lu Budao: "The old man has a clean breeze in his life, but he can't escape the word favor when he is old. ”

"Human nature, it's just ......" Lu Bu shook his head, people are old, they naturally want to leave something for future generations, Zheng Xuan's sleeves are clean, property is not to think about, as for fame, for Zheng Xiaotong, it may be even more of a burden, think about it, it's quite sad.

"Champion Hou doesn't need to be comforted, the law can indeed break people's feelings." Zheng Xuanchang sighed and said: "Humanity I help the abuse, deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, maybe it is true, but the abolition of Confucianism may be the misfortune of Confucianism, but it is the great fortune of the world!" ”

After speaking, Zheng Xuan slowly closed his eyes and passed away suddenly.

"Grandpa!" Zheng Xiaotong silently knelt in front of Zheng Xuan and cried bitterly. (To be continued.) )