Although the mourning period of Emperor Hongzhi on the 27th day has passed, and now there is no need to go to the court, Zhu Houzhao, who lives in the Chengqian Palace, still goes around the Qianqing Palace every day, touches here and there, and still mutters a few words in his mouth from time to time. In the eyes of outsiders, he didn't have the grief that he should have as a son, so he muttered a little more about the little emperor. Even his refusal to live in the Qianqing Palace was discussed by many officials in private, and there were not a few who shook their heads and sighed.

However, when Jiao Fang sent it together, and the Tao was to change the court meeting to five days and one dynasty, and to restore the Wenhua Palace, the court officials from top to bottom immediately ignored those subsections, and suddenly exploded. There are officials who often avoid court meetings clapping their hands, there are old ministers who follow the old ways and are distressed, and there are also hesitant people who are quietly pondering...... But more people are waiting, waiting to see how many people will echo and how many people will oppose it, what attitude the bigwigs in the court and the central government will have, and what will be the attitude of the little emperor. And in the midst of this hesitation, Wang Shouren's first lecture after the death of Emperor Hongzhi began.

The north side of Tongjiaqiao in the south of the city is Liulichang, because there is a small puddle nearby, there were also merchants who built a house in the early years, but during the orthodox period, the Wara soldiers came to the city, even the capital was only able to be saved, not to mention other places, so this house was also abandoned for a time. Later, with the gradual peace near the capital, the number of merchants from the south to the north increased, and some people had taken a fancy to this abandoned garden, and one of them had renovated it for a few years, and it was taken by Wang Zhi of the West Factory, and then fell into silence for many years. However, in the past few days, a large number of people have come, first tearing down the wall, building a semicircular staircase with bricks on all sides of a big locust tree with a crown like a cloud, and then moving a lot of trees around it in one breath to plant down, and the rest just rested for a little bit of ruins and leveling the land, and suddenly showed a bit of different wild interest.

Early in the morning, people arrived here one after another, at first only one or two, three or four, but then there were many people, and there were even many children who were still in the main corner. Seeing such a scene, several of the young scholars who knew Wang Shouren could not help but be very surprised, and they couldn't help but ask, and learned that there were many rumors in the streets and alleys that Wang Shouren had taught the current emperor, and they couldn't help but look at each other. And by the time Wang Shouren arrived here, the semicircular steps as high as seven or eight steps were already full of people, and the black pressure was overwhelming, not to mention two or three hundred people.

Wang Shouren did not teach apprentices in the capital in the past, but it was already rare to have dozens of people to listen to the lectures, but Li Mengyang and others called the poetry club to respond even more. Today, Li Mengyang and Zhan Ruoshui, who happened to be on vacation in Hanlin Shuji, accompanied him over, and there were several friends, and everyone was surprised when they saw this crowded scene. Wang Shouren originally agreed to Xu Xun's invitation just because he was not emotional, but now this grand occasion really made his heart flutter.

So, when he ascended to the circular bulge in the middle, he glanced around at the hundreds of listeners, and somehow a sentence that came out of his mouth as a young man came to his mind in a strange way. Therefore, he settled down, and said word by word: "I don't want so many people to come today, and the topic that Wang originally prepared is inevitably a little small. Looking at the people who come today, there are old and young, there are well-educated people, there are educated children, there are court officials, and there are exam-taking scholars, but there is one thing in common, that is, all of you have read books. Then why did we wait for years, more than ten years, and decades of hard study? ”

After only a pause, Wang Shouren spit out the previous sentence again. Only now such a sentence comes out of his mouth, but it is no longer as childish as it was back then, but more loudly.

"We study to become saints!"

Xu Xun, who was hidden under a willow tree not far away, heard such a shocking sentence, and saw that the countless people sitting in the box over there were in an uproar for a while, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. If it weren't for the fact that he casually printed leaflets to distribute them in these years, even if he had the emperor as a backer, he would be drowned by the spittle of the ministers, and he was eager to distribute a leaflet to the city to publicize Wang Shouren. And in order to have some gimmicks today, he secretly found a few people who were ready to sing against Wang Shouren depending on the situation, after all, many times, reputation is fought over and quarreled, but he didn't want Wang Shouren to throw out a bombshell with the biggest controversy, and his arrangements were redundant.

Sure enough, someone in the crowd who blew up immediately jumped up and accused Wang Shouren of being arrogant, and then there was the real version of the tongue battle group of Confucians. Wang Shouren went from being a sage not to being born a sage, to not being able to become a great man without great ambitions, and then when he was faced with a scholar's fierce accusation that Wang Shouren's words were blasphemous, Wang Shouren, who had that clump of beautiful hair, finally showed a trace of edge.

"The saint Confucius gave seventy-two disciples, but the seventy-two disciples did not transcend the saint of Confucius throughout their lives, and then there were sub-saints, but in the past thousands of years, although there were all those who could be called sons, there were no more saints and sages, why not? If there is no heart to learn, no fruit of education, and no deeds to assist the saint to rule the country and level the world, how can he be called a sage? A single person knows it, even if he can understand the truth of the world, but he has wisdom, but he can know and do, teach and teach, teach and govern, even if he can't become a sage, he is not far from a sage! ”

Speaking of this in one breath, Wang Shouren almost paused slightly, and then said fiercely: "If you don't have the heart to become a saint and sage, you just study for the sake of fame and profit, even if these people stand in the world, although they can be famous for a while, but the world changes over time, how many people will go down in history?" When the saint traveled to study in various countries, there were many powerful and famous people, but how many people still know his name now? When I read and think I am sanctified, what I say is not to ask for the name of the sage, but to become holy with my heart! ”

At this moment, even if he was just here to listen, Zhan Ruoshui showed a little different color on his face. If there was a large room like that in the past, where many people were sitting and listening to the lecture, it would never be allowed to interrupt during the period, and although there were questions about one or two statements afterwards or argued with reason, it was not the atmosphere it is now. Seeing that Wang Shouren and the people were arguing again, he couldn't help but squint his eyes, and suddenly looked sideways at Li Mengyang, who was thoughtful.

"Brother Kongtongxian, how do you feel when you look at the situation today?"

To talk about fame, Li Mengyang's fame in Beijing is far greater than Wang Shouren's, in the final analysis, poetry and articles were originally the biggest shortcut to fame, not to mention that although he was crazy, he had more literary friends than Wang Shouren. However, in the face of today's heated debate, he also had some itching, and when he heard Zhan Ruoshui's words, he smiled and said, "What do you think?" Although it may not be appropriate, I wonder if when the sons of a hundred schools of thought traveled to meet each other, were they as fearless as they are now? ”

"Brother Sora and I want to go together! Of course, there are many people today, and this pattern is empty and not solemn, so that people can have room to speak, plus Wang Boan actually chose such an entry point, it is naturally very intense. Speaking of this, Zhan Ruoshui glanced around, and saw that the green tree pond made people feel refreshed, plus there was no wall, that feeling made people feel refreshed, he couldn't help but nod happily and said, "Bo'an also mentioned to me today, if his lecture is good, please come here to talk about it too, and now it seems that I really want to agree to him." ”

"He lobbied you, too?" Li Mengyang's eyes flashed suddenly, and when he saw that Zhan Ruoshui was showing a different color, he spread his hands and said, "Wang Boan also lobbied me and asked me to move the poetry club here." I was still hesitating, but this place seems to be rough, but in fact, it is wild and interesting, and I am also moved by what you say! You don't know, a few days ago, someone showed me the poems of a Hanlin Shuji in Jinke, which is really admirable, I intend to invite him to come to a society, Brother Yuan Ming is willing to be a witness? ”

"Oh? Who can win the respect of you Li Kongtong? ”

"Jinke Chuanlu, Xu Zhenqing, one of the four great talents in Jiangnan."

Time was in a hurry, Xu Xun just asked Daddy Chen to lead people to build a circular grandstand here, and it was not like the famous amphitheater that could let the echo penetrate into every corner, and the so-called natural wilderness was just because he only had time to transplant a batch of trees as a natural partition around him - besides, the survival rate of transplantation was very low, and he was even mentally prepared for the fact that all such a batch of greenery would be scrapped. And he is not an immortal, he didn't expect Wang Shouren to choose such a topic, and he didn't expect Zhan Ruoshui and Li Mengyang to be moved by Wang Shouren's persuasion and on-site observation.

All he knew was that this first attempt had finally succeeded.

Wang Shouren, who had a dry mouth, didn't come to an end until he said that he was in the middle of the heavens, and at this time, the scholars who came from afar were also hungry. Although there were also those who were not convinced and sought Wang Shouren's theory, many more people dispersed, and there were not a few people who stayed in the nearby tea stalls and noodle restaurants and even a few small shops because of hunger. Among the people, there are people who are alone, but there are also people from wealthy families, and the popularity of the neighborhood has increased sharply for a while. The only restaurant with elegant and clean food is full of all 10 private seats, not to mention the well-matched box dishes and the small square tables and small rattan chairs that are rented out for the scholars to eat and rest under the shade of the trees.

Not only that, but after the meal, there were people there saying that there were a few famous scholars nearby who planned to open a poetry competition, where someone wanted to fight for literature, etc., and there were even people who said that a ruined temple nearby once had Emperor Hongzhi traveling in micro-clothes to leave Mobao, and for a while a person said that he was going to commemorate the mourning inscription poem, and it was a lot of people who went to travel together, and it was so lively.

Standing on the railing of a private seat box on the second floor of the only restaurant, Gu Dayong remembered the scene when the shopkeeper came up to report the account just now, and for a while his eyebrows fluttered: "It's only the first time, these ten private rooms plus the box dishes sold, there are a full fifty taels of income, excluding the cost, it is not a problem to receive one thousand taels a month in such a building." ”

"You can't count it that way. Today, such a grand event may be held once or twice a month, but it is rare to have to be separated by three or five times. The most important thing now is the merchants who come from the south. Many of them worked hard to transport goods to Beijing by the Caohe River, just to sell them at a high price in the capital, and to know what the mansions of the powerful families need, who else is better than Lao Gu, the head of the West Factory? ”

The detective spy of the West Factory could still use it like this, and Gu Dayong was immediately overjoyed after being stunned for a moment. And Xu Xun didn't forget to strike while the iron was hot, and said with a smile: "Of course, you don't have to play the signboard of the West Factory, after tasting the sweetness two or three times, those businessmen will worship you as a god." At that point, why is it so difficult to get them to click here? ”

(To be continued)