Chapter 43: He is the royal brother of the main palace
Jin Wenzheng took a step forward, attracting the surrounding teachers and students to look over.
Song Ne had a cold face and glared at him: "Jin Xuelu, you have something to show me, and I will report to the prince as appropriate, and you can't skip the ranks, this is the rule of the court!" β
Jin Wenzheng ignored him and bowed his hand, "Your Highness! Song Ne is too old-fashioned and should not serve as a national culture sacrificial wine! β
As soon as this remark came out.
The surrounding students all quieted down, and their expectant eyes looked at Zhu Biao in unison.
This operation made Zhu Biao dumbfounded, with Song Ne's reputation, isn't it highly respected and expected in the country?
But before he could react, Peng Shi rushed over, grabbed Jin Wenzheng's shoulders and dragged him out.
This made the hearts of all the students present chill, like a drowning person who was about to surface and was sunk to the bottom of the river.
"I don't think you're going to teach."
Originally, Zhu Yan only accompanied Zhu Biao on a routine inspection, but after thinking about it, he changed his mind.
waved his hand and motioned for a few Peng Shi to retreat.
My father was worried about his background, and he once wanted to lean on Zhu Xi, saying that the old Zhu family was Zhu Xi's descendants, but the era in which Zhu Xi lived was too close, and his father himself didn't believe it.
If the old Zhu family produces a saint.
What would my father think?
Zhu Yu can't memorize the Four Books and Five Classics, but he has read Wang Yangming's psychology, it's not that he has any bad intentions, so he wants Liu Ji to return to the court.
Song Ne glanced at Zhu Rong blankly, and then turned his head to look at Zhu Biao, "Your Highness, who is this?" β
"He is the royal brother of this palace, the king of Qi."
Zhu Biao has a kind eye, knowing that this younger brother will not be untargeted, but it is not good to save Song Ne's face.
Although Song Ne was afraid of Zhu Yuanzhang, a fledgling boy actually said that he would not teach a job, and retorted unhappily: "Why did King Qi say this? β
"Guozijian is the reserve place of the imperial court, and the Song Dynasty sacrificial wine is taught well, and all the pillars have been taught to be waste wood." Zhu Yu's gaze swept over, and the prisoners were like walking corpses, bowing their heads but not daring to refute.
This may be the reason why in the early Ming Dynasty, except for the founding heroes, there were no famous ministers.
When I changed to Mingzhong, I was afraid that those cynics would not give up if they were desperate for their lives, and they would have to stalk their necks with a red face, and scold Zhu Rong so much that they would not give up.
Song Ne was stunned for a moment, and said coldly: "Those who want to govern the country must first cultivate their bodies, and the courtiers should be diligent in cultivating virtue, from the Son of Heaven to the people, they should all take the cultivation of their own morality as the foundation. β
Okay, now that the debate is out, how should we teach the students?
Zhu Yan smiled: "What nonsense! β
Song Ne's cheeks flushed instantly, just like meeting a scoundrel, he would say a fart whatever you say, but he couldn't say that he was ugly, and he was very angry and shouted: "The old man doesn't tell you, this is the principle of the four books!" β
"The self-cultivation mentioned in the four books is the cultivation of the mind, the cultivation from the inside out, not the use of rules to consume their humanity.
"Song Saijiu, look at your protΓ©gΓ©s, all of them have hollow eyes, thoughtless, like walking corpses, can such an official govern a good place? Song sacrificial wine, why don't you ask them? β
Zhu Yuanzhang wanted officials who were obedient to the imperial court and had the ability to govern.
Definitely not a bunch of wine bags and rice bags.
In Zhu Yuanzhang's words, talents are not prepared, they are not enough to govern, and they do not have the ability to be virtuous.
Liu Jiu lowered his head and hid his face and snickered.
The students looked at Zhu Rong in surprise in their shirts, obviously questioning the teachings.
Song Ne gritted his teeth, but he was still unconvinced, "Then King Qi said how to teach?" β
Zhu Yu pondered for a while, not all of Yangming's psychology is suitable for taking it out, and the idea that everyone can be a saint is contrary to Zhu Yuanzhang's monarch and minister.
But there is one that is completely consistent with Zhu Yuanzhang's proposition.
To the conscience!
Yangming Psychology seems to be a thick book, but in fact, there are only three parts of the core, and the rest of the content is based on these three cores, giving examples to explain, demonstrate, and elaborate practices.
At the heart of this is conscience.
Zhu Yu's face became serious, "My father often said that he is sympathetic to the people, uses the mirror of conscience to observe the desires of the people in his heart, and when he does things for the people, it will remind us whether we are fair, and when he is outside, it will remind us whether he is loyal or not; Use conscience to regulate behavior, establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations! That's what Guozijian should teach! β
Although it is often cited, it is the truth.
At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the thinking was chaotic, and the Confucian scholars had not received such an education, and now at the beginning of the founding of the dynasty, the western, northern and southern rebellions of the Ming Dynasty were undecided, and it was necessary to open peace for all generations!
The students' heads seemed to slam to the ground, and after a blank slate, Mu Ne's eyes gradually condensed, as if he had found a goal that he could strive for.
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In the Fengtian Temple, a certain emperor received the news.
Zhu Yuanzhang paced in the main hall, repeating these words constantly, and his eyes gradually blurred:
"What a lofty ambition!"
Zhu Yuanzhang was shocked by this sentence and blinked again and again.
He couldn't understand this kind of truth himself, and what made him even happier was that this truth came out of the mouth of the sixth man, could it be that our old Zhu family also wanted to have a great Confucian?
Zhu Yuanzhang is self-aware, and he will immediately conquer the world, he is a good hand, as for the prosperity of Chinese studies...... After all, we haven't been in the school.
The group of cars drove quickly, and Zhu Biao and Zhu Rong, who were at a loss, were summoned to Fengtian Temple.
was also announced, as well as the sacrificial wine Song Ne and Xuelu Jin Wenzheng, Song Ne stumbled away the hall, and when he saw Zhu Yuanzhang, he knelt down in despair, and shouted:
"Minister... Ministers should be punished! β
Jin Wenzheng looked much calmer, bowed to Zhu Yuanzhang, and stood aside with his hands crossed, looking at his nose and nose, looking at his heart, looking at his disposal.
"Who's going to tell us?"
Jin Wenzheng took half a step forward, with an angry expression: "Return to Your Majesty!" Song sacrificial wine in the Guozijian, strict rules, students need to kneel to listen to the classwork, prohibit classmates to unite, and also prohibit exchanges between halls, a total of 27 strict rules, sacrificial wine is too strict, starve to death 37 prisoners, and now Guozijian is already a grievance! β
"How don't we know?"
"Someone withheld the minister's notebook!"
What a big dog guts, Zhu Yan subconsciously thought.
I don't know what my father hates the most, is to deceive the upper and lower, and the empty seal case has just passed...... Zhu Yu speculated slightly, Song Ne did not have such courage, and the manuscript was not passed on to the eldest brother, so there was only one conclusion.
Went to Zhongshu Province!
Zhu Yu raised his head, and to his surprise, his father's usual angry voice did not come.
Zhu Yuanzhang just stared at Song Ne at this time, and looked back at Song Ne: "Song Ne, let's remember that you are sixty years old, right?" β