Chapter 837: The Confucian Controversy

It has been more than half a month since he fought with Shen Peigong.

Dong Zhongshu was still lying on the rattan chair gasping, and Shen Peigong was already in good health and came to the door again.

Listening to the loud voice outside the mansion, Dong Zhongshu knew very well that the other party's body had healed.

"Shen Peigong, you deceive people too much!"

Dong Zhongshu propped up his body and replied with a solemn face.

"Chang'an City only needs a Confucian leader!"

But the angry voice outside the mansion came, which made Dong Zhongshu take a deep breath.

Obviously, Shen Peigong was quickly sorting out the contradictions within Confucianism.

The Confucian school in Chang'an City only needs one voice, even if Dong Zhongshu has failed in the fight, or Dong Zhongshu has not come out of the door.

The easiest way to solve the problem is to fight, the loser dies or withdraws from Chang'an City, but there is no such continuous connection.

"I can leave Chang'an City, you are in Chang'an City, I will retreat, but ......"

"I don't want to hear but this word!"

Dong Zhongshu's words were hidden in the needle, but before he could clip the needle in, Shen Peigong, who was shouting outside the mansion, had directly rejected what Dong Zhongshu wanted to say.

Fight or leave.

Or lie down and leave Chang'an City, or walk away from Chang'an City, Shen Peigong will only give these two choices.

Confucianism settled in the Han court, which was the top opportunity for Confucianism to become the head of the hundred schools of thought, and Shen Peigong absolutely did not allow accidents.

Great opportunity corresponds to great risk, and at such times, Confucianism only needs one voice.

He needs to stabilize internally first, not that he leads the side and someone is on Dong Zhongshu's side.

Even if Dong Zhongshu's side has a small number of people, this is not enough to deal with what kind of eyes outsiders use, and even instigated different factions to split Confucianism.

"You should be glad for the status given by the imperial court!"

A few seconds later, Shen Peigong, who was outside the mansion, had already given an ultimatum.

If it weren't for the identity of the imperial court doctor, it would not be Shen Peigong who came to the door, and someone would be ruthless when Dong Zhongshu was recuperating.

But the matter had to be settled, and the imperial court could not intervene in this formal leadership struggle within Confucianism.

As long as Dong Zhongshu continues to persevere, this fight will make Dong Zhongshu's serious injury difficult to recover.

"I'm going to bid farewell to Your Majesty today!"

"Now!"

Dong Zhongshu let out a long sigh in response, but Shen Peigong outside the mansion did not give Dong Zhongshu any buffer time.

This made Dong Zhongshu look around the newly renovated mansion, and then slowly closed his eyes.

"I'm weak now, you carry me to the palace," Dong Zhongshu said in a low voice.

As if knowing Zhang Xuezhou's temperament, Dong Zhongshu added in a low voice.

"There are benefits!"

Dong Zhongshu's fate was simply terrible, Zhang Xuezhou originally thought that the internal struggle of the Yin and Yang family was very strange, and the battle between the teachers and disciples in the Holy Land of the Tuo River was even more ruthless, and there was a broken matter of the corpse school, he didn't expect the same within the Confucian school.

This made Zhang Xuezhou very balanced in his heart.

Obviously, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and there will be more or less contradictions in any school.

He has relatives in his heart, and he can't help but empathize with Dong Zhongshu.

If Dong Zhongshu needs him to send him out of Chang'an, Zhang Xuezhou feels that he can send the other party away.

But Dong Zhongshu asked Zhang Xuezhou and Rong Tianding to send them to the palace, which made him hesitate a little.

Obviously, just after talking about Emperor Jing, Zhang Xuezhou still has a trace of jealousy about the palace.

When the phrase 'good' in Dong Zhongshu's mouth popped out, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but be a little moved.

Dong Zhongshu is not a big guy who likes to paint cakes, if you want Dong Zhongshu to say that there are benefits, it will indeed be beneficial, even if it is a rare benefit, and it will also be suitable for Zhang Xuezhou.

Zhang Xuezhou thought about his stable luck, calculated it in his heart, and finally agreed to it.

If there is no noble person to support, his trip to the palace should not have many benefits.

But the palace is the most noble, Zhang Xuezhou feels that he can try his luck, in case any nobleman is blind, he still has a chance.

He greeted Rong Tianding, and the two cousins worked together to lift the rattan chair where Dong Zhongshu was lying.

"Why, I can't even sit in the carriage!"

Outside Dong's mansion, Shen Peigong was sitting in the carriage, and a curtain blocked his face.

But looking through the transparent curtain, you can still see the figure of an old man in a Confucian robe playing with Lingyu in his hands.

Zhang Xuezhou looked at the other party's carriage wrapped in wheels with pu leaves, and then looked at Wei Qing, who was helping to drive the carriage, he quickly withdrew his gaze after a glance.

People are obviously more angry than people, they are now the comparison between the broken people in the countryside and the rich people in the city, the key is that Dong Zhongshu was also ridiculed by the other party, it seems that he lives in a mansion, Dong Zhongshu's pocket is cleaner than his face, and he can only call on manpower like them to help carry him to the palace.

"You're rewarded!"

A gold ingot was thrown out of the carriage and thrown on Dong Zhongshu's rattan chair.

Dong Zhongshu looked at the gold ingot for a few seconds, and then took it with a calm face.

"This mansion belongs to you, and when you leave Chang'an City, you will pay me back, and it will be regarded as a reward for this ingot of gold," Dong Zhongshu said.

"I thought you were going to give me this mansion," Shen Peigong sneered.

"I'm willing to send it, then you also have to have the ability to be accepted" Dong Zhongshu said: "The new person next to my mansion is a bushman, and it is said that he will also be reused by the imperial court, and he is most annoyed by people like you, and he will definitely not negotiate through neighbors in the Inner Minister's Mansion!" ”

"That reckless man is not ......"

"Who are you reckless, you Confucianists just like to play tricks, Shen Peigong, don't look at your age, I'll slap you twice if you get angry!"

Before Shen Peigong finished complaining, a rough voice came from the mansion next to Dong Zhongshu.

"In the future, live next to you and be honest, don't force me to stab you over the wall in the middle of the night!"

"I don't live here!"

Shen Peigong's face turned pale and replied.

Dong Zhongshu's counterattack is often like this, he humiliated Dong Zhongshu with an ingot of gold, but Dong Zhongshu's right to live in the mansion also made Shen Peigong not dare to accept it.

The horizontal ones are afraid of being stunned, and the stunned ones are afraid of dying.

Shen Peigong belongs to the horizontal, while the bush husband is stunned and desperate.

The beating that the bushman said was a real beating, and he said that the stabbing thing would definitely be done, and there was no taboo in the head of this kind of meat man.

Moreover, the opponent's strength is strong, and he belongs to the Divine Power Realm martial artist, and it is normal for him to be half dead if he is challenged in close quarters.

How does Shen Peigong know when the bushman is in a bad mood, when he is annoyed again, and even when this guy is in a bad mood and wants to vent, he may find someone to vent.

This kind of person often doesn't end well when he loses power, but crushes everything when he gains power.

If he wanted to live next to the Bush Mansion, Shen Peigong felt that he was the birthday boy and hanged himself.

He snorted coldly, and when the cold snorts of more than ten people in the Irrigation Mansion came in unison, Shen Peigong quickly waved his hand forward, signaling Wei Qing to drive away from this obscure place.