Hu Anguo's father and son responded to the day to go to the funeral for Yang Shi, but the debate here continued. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Under the circumstance that the role of practical learning on social progress cannot be erased, Zhu Zhen can only throw out the statement that Confucianism is the body and practical learning is used.

In his opinion, throwing out this view is already a major concession of Confucianism to Shixue, and it would be more perfect if it could go further and incorporate Shixue into the Confucian system.

It's just that they still have a habit of thinking.

Confucianism, which seems to them to be divine and supreme, is nothing more than this in the eyes of practical learning. When they proposed that Confucianism should be used as the body and practical learning as the application, the other party immediately counterattacked, since the problems that can be solved by Confucianism cannot be solved by Confucianism, and the problems that can be solved by Confucianism can also be solved by practical learning, so why do people still give up the orthodox position of academics?

In other words, it is completely possible to play without Confucianism, and even if it is to be played, it should be based on practical learning and Confucianism for use, and Confucianism is only limited to the field of ethics and morality, and Confucianism is not even allowed to control the political field.

For Zhu Zhen, this is a fatal blow.

Even for the entire Confucianism school, this is a fatal blow: the other party can completely ignore Confucianism and go it alone!

That night, the Confucian factions got together again and began to discuss countermeasures.

Zhu Zhen, who proposed Confucianism as the body and practical learning as the use, had lost his soul at this time, and the spirit of the whole person seemed to be emptied.

Not only him, but also the rest of the Confucianists.

Outside, the young people were arguing, but here there was a dead silence.

Seeing this, Hou Zhongliang sighed: "So far, the only way to do this is to activate the backup plan." ”

When it comes to the backup plan, everyone's expression is bleak, the so-called backup plan, but Confucianism spread overseas to avoid excessive suppression in China. However, when they enter China, they will be Chinese, and if they enter Yidi, how to adapt to the local situation after they go overseas also needs to be explored by the Confucian scholars from generation to generation.

Where can it be compared to under the Chinese imperial examination system, as long as you are willing to study, you will have an official position and a good status!

Seeing everyone in such a situation, Chen Ding frowned and said: "Listening to what Hu Hong said, Yang Gong seemed to think of something before he died, and he only hated Yang Gong for having time to say it in the future. ”

He said casually, Hou Zhongliang listened to the heart, and originally urged everyone to discuss the backup plan, but at this time, his eyes flashed.

If there is anyone here who knows Yang Shi best, I am afraid it is him.

After that, the sons of Luo Xue made their own suggestions, some of them stuck to the good way and retreated to the countryside, some went overseas to Japan, and some agreed with Hou Zhongliang's suggestion and participated in the "Burning Expedition" prepared by Zhou Quan, but Hou Zhongliang himself has been thinking about it and has never said anything.

In the midst of the deliberations, there was little to come, and the clock was already twelve o'clock in the evening, and many of the people were too old and inadequate, so they went to sleep.

He was determined to leave, but found that Hou Zhongliang was sitting and meditating, and he did not react for a long time. He thought that the old man was very tired and asleep, so he stepped forward and exhaled softly, Hou Zhongliang opened his eyes, waved his hand to him, and asked him to go and rest first.

Seeing his solemn expression, he should have something important, so he didn't dare to disturb it, so he went back to his room to sleep first. Hou Zhongliang has his own disciples to serve, and he doesn't need to worry too much.

But when he got up to pee at night a few hours later, he found that the lights were still on in the large living room where everyone was deliberating, and he came in his clothes and saw that Hou Zhongliang was still here, but he was already lying on the desk and writing hard.

Chen Ding was curious, and slowly came in and said, "Brother Hou, could it be that you haven't slept all night?" ”

Hou Zhongliang glanced up at him, did not answer, and began to write again. He was not young, but his eyesight was still very good, and his appearance was no different from that of his thirties. After reading dozens of words, his heart jumped suddenly: "This...... This ......"

"Ahem, cough, cough......" He was about to continue asking, but he heard Hou Zhongliang start coughing, and with this cough, a drop of red blood appeared on the white paper.

Chen Ding's heart was anxious: "Brother Hou, Brother Hou!" ”

His cry alarmed Hou Zhongliang's disciples and juniors, and those who were originally standing next to him did not dare to disturb, but Hou Zhongliang waved his hand, drove everyone away, and continued to write.

Every time he writes a few crosses, he coughs a few times, and the paper gets stained with blood.

At first, he decided to persuade him, but Hou Zhonghao did not stop writing, and raised his head and said vaguely: "Personal matters are small, Taoist affairs are big, Yang Gong is resentful, and Hou makes up for it." ”

Chen Ding trembled: "You figured it out?" ”

Hou Zhongliang didn't answer, and picked up the pen to write again, as if he was afraid of wasting an extra second. The faster he wrote, the more he wrote, at first it was still in regular letters, but later, it became a wild grass, and he was determined to follow behind him to identify, and he could only combine the sentences before and after, and recognize six or seven out of ten.

Seeing Hou Zhongliang's appearance, his disciples and juniors burst into tears one by one, and they were also in awe. In the whole room, except for the sound of breathing, it was the sound of Hou Zhongliang coughing from time to time, or the sound of brushing when changing paper.

But the sound of a clock broke the silence in the hall, and as soon as the bell rang, the pen horn in Hou Zhongliang's hand fell on the paper, and he stared blankly at what he had written, and then spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Brother Hou, Brother Hou!" Chen Ding hurriedly supported him, Hou Zhongliang shook his head and laughed.

"I see...... I understand...... It turns out that what King Ji wants to do is this, such a big ambition, such a big ambition! Hou Zhongliang sighed, and then made a move that shocked everyone.

He opened the glass cover of the lantern and stuffed it with all his painstaking writing!

The flames rose instantly, engulfing several pieces of paper, and he hurriedly grabbed them, but only a few half-crippled pieces of paper were grabbed.

Hou Zhongliang also crumpled the remaining paper manuscripts on the table, threw them into the inkstone, and let the ink dye them.

"Brother Hou, what are you doing here?" He shouted.

"I'm doing useless work...... King Ji is a polemic in this country...... Confucianism is injected into reality, Confucianism is injected into Confucianism, how can Confucianism be mutually beneficial? ”

His inexplicable words were heard in his ears, but like Huang Zhong Dalu, he was stunned.

"No, no, he is still bold, with a hundred schools of learning, with a hundred schools of learning, with a hundred schools of learning...... We're just dancing in his hands! When Hou Zhongliang said this, he straightened his body: "It's better to go overseas ......"

Speaking of this, he coughed violently again, and unlike Fang Cai, he coughed non-stop, more and more blood gushed out of his mouth, and the people around him helped him down with all hands and feet, and when he asked again, he found that he was also dead.

Chen Ding clutched three half-burned pieces of paper in his hand, and there were still Hou Zhongliang's blood stains and words on them.

In just a few days, the two Confucianists died!

Although this is related to the fact that Yang Shi and Hou Zhongliang are both old, it is also the result of their exhaustive efforts and overdraft for this polemic.

"Hou Zhongliang is also dead?"

When drinking porridge with Zhou Yu in the morning, Zhou Quan got the news, he still had a good impression of Hou Zhongliang, the old man, and he and his disciples and grandchildren made a lot of efforts to stabilize Japan.

"Yes, it is said that I stayed up all night, wrote some articles, and then in the early hours of the morning, I destroyed the manuscript myself, and only a small part remained, all of which are the views of how to combine practical learning and Confucianism."

"Combining Confucianism and Practical Learning?" Zhou Quan raised his eyebrows: "It seems that they finally understand what I mean." ”

To learn from reality and annex Confucianism, this is Zhou Quan's real purpose!

Although Confucianism has such and such drawbacks, there is no doubt that it is an important part of Chinese culture, and it can even be said that after two thousand years of study and promotion by Confucian scholars, it has penetrated into the daily life of the Chinese people.

There is neither the need nor the possibility of eradicating it completely. If the Confucian Chinese culture is completely abandoned, it may not still be the Chinese culture.

Therefore, the purpose of the polemic has never been to eliminate Confucianism, but to wake up the so-called Confucian masters from their complacency, so that they can realize that the times are different, and do not expect to be able to govern the world by the words of the sages.

There is no shortage of smart people in Chinese scholars, as long as they wake them up, they will naturally go to study, study and explore, and it will not take too long to form a system that can still run smoothly even if they leave Zhou Quan's foresight.

Of course, Zhou Quan felt that this level of beating was not enough.

He put down the soup spoon in his hand, groaned slightly, and said to Bai Xianfeng in front of him: "You go for me to express your condolences, and in addition, tell Mr. Yu that you can take out that thing." ”

Bai Xianfeng smiled: "If you really take it out, this debate will be over!" ”

"At this time, it should be over, the victory and defeat have been divided, why do you need to force all those old men to death?" Zhou Quan said with a smile.

If the debate continues, the old men of all schools of Confucianism may really be exhausted, after all, there are too many questions that can be raised by practical learning, and Confucianism has also exposed too many flaws in the application of more than a thousand years.

Because of Hou Zhongliang's death, the day's debate was postponed for an hour, and after everyone was present, Yu Tomson stood up on the side of Shixue, who had always been preemptive.

"There is a strange thing today, please see it." The old gentleman is also not young, but compared to the Confucian side, where the old man goes into battle in person, he has been relaxed and tight these days, and most of the time he has been sleeping. Now he stood up and spoke first, so that Luo Xue, who originally had the heart of mourning soldiers, and the rest of the Confucian factions with the sad mentality of rabbits and foxes were all awe-inspiring.

After Hou Zhongliang died, Hu Anguo left, and Zhu Zhen was depressed, he became the Dinghai Divine Needle on Luo Xue's side, he was originally careful to study Yi Li, and he looked at the blessings and disasters very lightly, but now he couldn't help but get nervous, staring at Yu Tomchen in front of him, trying to figure out what medicine was sold in his gourd.

"If you can explain this thing, then we are willing to bow down to practical learning, if it can't be explained, then please also take practical learning as orthodoxy from now on." Yu Tomson's two sentences show that this will be the final battle of this debate!