172. The Han family has its own overlord road (1)
Since ancient times, the controversy between Confucianism and Taoism has been inseparable from the five classics of poetry, writing, rituals, and Yi Chunqiu. The so-called struggle for Taoism is a struggle for the right to speak, a struggle for world outlook and values, and this kind of struggle has a more far-reaching impact than the struggle for the position of a temporary consul.
Yu Guozhen knew that it was almost impossible for him to break Confucianism from within Confucianism, he was not a great Confucian, although he had read the Confucian classics a few times, but it was far from enough to compete with those great Confucians who were looking for chapters and sentences and memorizing them like streams.
In this case, it would be good to leave the dispute of Taoism to professionals, for example, those who are unwilling among the Confucian scholars, or those who do not want to stay only on the merits of their ancestors and want to leave a place for themselves in the struggle for Taoism.
Yu Guozhen seemed to see that a door had opened, and after breaking free from the shackles of the past, a new battle of a hundred schools of thought was about to begin.
Thinking of this, he was very happy, and asked Xu Xiake for advice on how to combine the Confucian classics with the theory of evolution for a while, and many of them were his intention to break some keys.
This night talk, which was later derivedly called the "Conch Shell Festival", means the meeting that originated from the conch shell, and it is also considered to be the most important ideological discussion after the Goose Lake Meeting.
They were overjoyed on their side, but on the other side, Huang Hao, the lord of Shi Luotong, had a hideous and angry face, looking at the dilapidated village in front of him, and his mournful and moaning subordinates, he paused hatefully.
Luo Zhuge was stabbed in the arm, but he was stiff, and his face was full of joy and ran over: "Lord Yu, victory, big victory!" β
"Big win!" Huang Hao couldn't help but scold: "I was tricked by that little fox!" β
"Little fox?"
"It's your brother-in-law's master, the owner of Yu Zhai in Xinxiangzhai...... He must know that the Mo family is supporting the past, and we have a fight with the Mo family, although we have won, but we have also suffered a lot of casualties, and completely offended the Mo family, if the Mo family comes to attack, what should we do? β
"The Han people have a saying that the soldiers will flood the water and the soil, and the Mo family is not as good as before now, what is there to be afraid of, besides, when we are Luo Tong relying on Qinzhou, the Mo family will come again, so we will not be afraid of the imperial army to conquest!"
"Imperial Court ...... With those chicken feather officers and soldiers in Qinzhou, the imperial court is afraid that it will not be reliable, and it has to rely on Xinxiangzhai...... Alas. β
Huang Hao really regretted it too late at this time, if he didn't want to pick Xinxiangzhai to fight with Ruxitong, there would be no such thing as Xu Xiake being taken captive at all, or he didn't want to reap the profits afterwards, and he wouldn't have been threatened by Yu Guozhen, but Yu Guozhen broke the village, but successfully transferred Huang Mao's anger to Shi Luotong.
Thinking that he had dealt with the Han boy village master a few times, and each time he triumphantly felt that he had taken advantage, Huang Hao couldn't help but tremble.
"Let's go back, this stockade burned down, it can be regarded as pulling out a nail from the past, and the stockade was built here, originally for us." Huang Hao sighed again, and at the same time faced the Xitong and Gaoping Mo families, with the strength of Shi Luodong, it was definitely not enough, and he had to rely on the Ming Dynasty. But he also knows that the imperial court has always turned a blind eye to the infighting between these people, and the only one who can help him in a short period of time is Xinxiangzhai.
After a night of trekking, they returned to Shiluotong, and when they were exhausted, they heard someone come to say: "The housekeeper of Xinxiangzhai has come to ask for a meeting." β
"What is he doing again?" Huang Hao snorted, but then said, "Let him ...... Invite him to meet him. β
It didn't take long for Jiang An to appear in front of him, and he smiled and said, "I've seen Lord Yu...... Congratulations to the Lord for his great victory and countless victories! β
"Why didn't you tell me yesterday that the people from Anping Mo's are also there!" When Huang Hao saw his grinning appearance, he was angry, and almost gritted his teeth before resisting the urge to slap him in the face.
"Oh, yesterday I didn't know that there were people from the Mo clan involved, and even the Lord of Huang Dong didn't know about it, how did we know about it in Xinxiangzhai?"
"You ......" Huang Hao was choked so much that he almost vomited blood, and his old face was even more swollen into a pig's liver color, Jiang An's words were actually accusing him of secretly communicating with Ruxitong, how he didn't know, and in fact, he had also been secretly communicating with Ruxitong.
"Haha." Shogishi just laughed.
Huang Hao swallowed that breath raw, and a smile appeared on his face: "That's what I said, even I don't know, how does Xinxiangzhai know." Steward, do you have any other things to do here, if not, I will go to sleep, I didn't sleep all night last night, I am old, and my energy is not as good as that of your youth. β
"But there is one thing, this time with me, or the head of the Qiquanzi and some of his apprentices, my village owner expected that after a big battle, Guizhai was afraid that many people would be injured, so they were sent to see the sick and healed."
Huang Hao was stunned and stood up suddenly.
Compared with ordinary people, he has more knowledge, and naturally knows that a good Langzhong can be more reliable than ghosts and gods. Since the establishment of Xinxiangzhai in early June, it has been more than three months, and the medical skills of Guiquanzi have also gained some reputation among the people.
"The old fairy is here in person?" After a while, he asked.
"Exactly, I also brought ten disciples, and I also prepared the commonly used wound medicine."
"This, this, this...... Thank you so much. Huang Hao was also a little moved at the moment, and his face was ashamed: "How can this make the old man thank the master of Yu Zhai......"
"You and I are two families, originally relatives and close neighbors, so we should watch and help each other." Jiang An said unhurriedly: "Since the lord agrees, then please ask Daoist Guiquanzi and all the disciples to treat the injured." β
The old way of Guiquanzi, in addition to revealing his original form in front of Yu Guozhen and Song Siyi, is like a fairy wind in front of others. Although Huang Hao was tired all night, he still came to see him in person, and was frightened by his words, and immediately asked people to lead him to treat the injured.
But when he did get to the wounded area, he didn't move, and it was his disciples who did itβor rather, the boys who had taken off their guard clothes.
"You all have to try, this is a rare opportunity!" Gui Quanzi held a pot of tea, sat on the ground, and was triumphant: "Didn't everyone shout that there was no opportunity to practice, now is the opportunity, all kinds of injuries, knife and gun sores, fire wounds, stick injuries, orthopedics, surgery, internal medicine, ......."
In the midst of his nagging, those of his "disciples" began to get busy.
Guiquanzi came and went, and the "disciples" were in a hurry, and this busyness was connected for nearly seven or eight days. According to past experience, more than half of these 20 people died, but under the toss of Gui Quanzi and the "disciples", only three people died, and although the rest of the injuries had not yet healed, they were obviously out of danger of life.
This made Huang Hao and the whole Shi Luo Tong very grateful to them, and when they left, the gifts they sent, such as deer skins and ivory, were ten loads.
In addition to these gifts, they also had a major catch, that is, the wine carried by Guiquanzi was successfully marketed into the village. There is nothing else in Qinzhou, there are enough wild fruits, and the spirits after the distillation of fruit wine, although the taste is not as good as that brewed by grain, but for the people of Qinzhou, it is already the best wine.
"Old fairy, when will you come to our village again?" At the time of parting, Huang Hao grabbed Gui Quanzi's hand and said reluctantly.
He understands the significance of Gui Quanzi staying here, and now he is preparing for an attack on the other side of Ru Xitong, it is said that this time, Gao Ping Mo will pour out to help, and the two sides will fight, and with Gui Quanzi here, there will be more protection.
Gui Quanzi sighed: "Poor Dao can't get rid of Xinxiang, in the Taoist temple of Poor Dao, the statues of the Sanqing Patriarch have not been molded, and there are so many disciples in Poor Dao to teach Karma, maybe ...... I can come to you once every six months. β
"How can this be done?" Huang Hao said anxiously, but when he saw Gui Quanzi's white eyebrows raised slightly, he knew that he had said the wrong thing, and said curtly: "I didn't mean that...... The old immortals, up and down in our village, are all blessed by the old immortals, and I wish I could get the teachings of the old immortals day and night, and the old immortals come once in half a year...... This, this, too long, right? β
"This is also a helpless thing, is it only your village, Qinzhou City, how many people are waiting for the poor road to visit, the poor road is really lacking in skills." Gui Quanzi sighed: "It's a pity that these disciples of the Poor Dao have not yet learned the three-point skills of the Poor Dao, otherwise, they can come." β
Gui Quanzi's words made Huang Hao silent, indeed as Gui Quanzi said, he is now famous, especially those who have good medical skills, and begging him to go, I don't know how much, this time I can stay in the village for nearly ten days, it is already for Yu Guozhen's face.
"This ...... Old immortal, look at our disciples of the village, can we be your disciples? He hesitated for a while, and finally made up his mind: "If the old immortal thinks that our children can also be disciples, villains...... The villain is willing to build a Taoist temple for the old gods in the village! β
"Huh?" Gui Quanzi glanced at him and said with a smile: "The poor Dao is just one body, so many Taoist temples need to do it!" β
Huang Hao was disappointed, overflowing with his face, seeing him like this, Gui Quanzi said again: "However, since Lord Huang Yu is so sincere, if I refuse, it will seem unkind...... In this way, the lord of Huang Zhai selects boys, girls and children under the age of 12 to go to Xinxiang Village, first follow the family of Yu Zhai to learn Chinese characters, and then follow the poor Taoist to learn medical skills. β
As soon as these words came out, a trace of hesitation flashed in Huang Hao's eyes, if they are the next generation of the people, if they are mixed with the Han people, they will be regarded as the people of the Han people or the Han people in the future?
Seeing him like this, Gui Quanzi laughed again: "If Lord Huang Tong is afraid that the poor road will kidnap your children, then that's fine." β
"No, no, how dare you believe the old immortals, it's just ...... Why do you want to go to Yu Zhai's homeschool? β
"If you don't know Chinese, do you have to learn the Chinese language? If you don't know Chinese characters, how can you read the medical books of the poor way? Gui Quanzi said: "If you don't go to the master of Yu Zhai's family to learn, can it be said that the poor road will come to Mengmeng and teach them to speak Chinese and understand Chinese characters?" β
These words dispelled Huang Hao's last scruples, and he immediately said: "Just as the old fairy said...... It's just that the owner of Yu Zhai is willing? β
(To be continued)