And this matter is more beneficial to the common people and ordinary Confucian students, and it is only harmful to the Confucian faction, and even the people's hearts are not on their side.

Tian Wangsun, what do they use to stop the Son of Heaven?

"Duke Xue, you are the prince of the prince, and the prince is the teacher of the county official, don't you know anything about this matter in advance?"

"Contemptible people assured a few people, I have never heard of this, the teacher has been in Chang'an for so long, I have visited him many times, but I have never seen him once, every time the teacher said that he was very busy with his studies, and he didn't know why he was busy." Xue Guangde spread his hands and said helplessly.

Speaking of this, these doctoral officials invariably looked at the tall Beique, and then at Qili not far away.

In the huge Chang'an, there was no one who could speak for them.

To say that the prestige is high, among the Confucian scholars in Chang'an, it is Wang Shi, Cai Yi and Xiahou who have won.

But one of them has already expressed his attitude in the court, one is probably the "initiator" of this matter, and the other has been studying behind closed doors for more than a month.

It is simply impossible to stand up and admonish the Son of Heaven.

Now, the only person who is likely to persuade the Son of Heaven to retract the edict is Huo Guang.

It seems that Huo Guang will never be nosy.

"Since we are powerless to stop it, we can only hurry up and let the great Confucians everywhere prepare in advance as soon as possible, as long as the debate is fierce enough, so that the county officials can experience the vastness of the Confucian scriptures, and then they will definitely not be able to decide to seize it, and they will naturally dispel their minds."

"Fortunately, the county officials are still young, and I am afraid that they don't know much about the Confucian classics, even with the assistance of the king, it is impossible to win all the Confucian scholars in the world."

Tian Wangsun's words made several other people feel a little more at ease.

"In addition, it is important to let the Kong family come forward."

The Confucian family in Qufu not only has the aura of the Confucian saint, but also the great Confucian Kong Anguo of the world, his son Kong Yannian, and his grandson Kong Ba, all of whom are great Confucians who are rigorous in governing the scriptures.

If you want to invite someone to check and balance the Son of Heaven, you have to be the Confucian family.

"Then go to my mansion immediately, and I'll write a letter to Qufu together." Tian Wangsun said.

After a few Confucian scholars agreed, they hurried through the open space in front of Beique, and stood on the Weiyang Palace on a high place and looked down, they were as small as ants hurrying by.

From Chang'an to Qufu, it will take a month at most, and after removing the time on the way back and forth, there is only half a year left, which looks very long, but in fact it is very short.

Fortunately, the Son of Heaven is young, and it must be impossible to have anything outstanding in knowledge, and there is a Confucian family to sit in the formation to direct the great Confucian debates in various places, and in the end, the Son of Heaven should be able to retreat.

Tian Wangsun and they would never have thought about what kind of opponent they would face after half a year.

……

Just when Tian Wangsun and others went to write a letter to Qufu, Wang Shi also came to Xiahou Sheng's mansion with a few carriages.

Although Wang Shi is erudite and knowledgeable, it is still a little difficult for a person to proofread and sort out all the scriptures left by the Son of Heaven, and in order to achieve unexpected results, he has to hide people's eyes and ears - so Wang Shi did not even reveal half a point of Xue Guangde.

There is a vacancy with bare hands, and Wang Shi wants to find some helpers, and these helpers are the "Xiahou Sheng" who was overthrown by the Son of Heaven last time.

Let Confucianism fight Confucianism, let cool officials kill cool officials, and let corrupt officials investigate corrupt officials - this is still the method that the Son of Heaven came up with.

……

When Wang Shi came to the gate of Xiahou Sheng's mansion, Wang Shi, like other visitors, was stopped without accident.

The reason given by the pavilion is the same as the one given to all visitors this month: the head of the house is in retreat and cannot see visitors.

Wang Shi's fiery temper is famous, others are afraid of Xiahou Sheng's literary name, and they dare not break through, but Wang Shi is not afraid.

In the past, the royal style could make a big fuss in front of the palace gate of Changyi Palace, but what is the difference between the house gate of the Changxin Shaofu that was dismissed?

But this time, Wang Shi changed his way, he didn't hit it hard, he didn't make any noise, he just leaned on crutches, and said to the door pavilion who rushed back to reply: "Go and talk to your mansion again, just say that the old man has half a volume of "Analects" in his hand, and it fits well with the half volume in his hand, I don't know if he wants to take a look?" ”

The door pavilion of Xiahou's house was also familiar with it, and he knew that Xiahou Sheng had been most obsessed with the "Analects" recently, so he immediately ran into the mansion to spread it.

As Wang Shi expected, after a while, the door pavilion ran out and said respectfully: "My family has prepared tea in the study and is waiting for Wang Fujun." ”

Wang Shi turned around, deliberately raised his voice, and said to the old servant behind him who couldn't speak: "Mo, look at it, this Xiahou Gong is really a lover of books, and only half a volume of the Analects knocked on the door of his house." ”

Mo didn't know if he didn't understand or didn't hear it, but he just smirked "hehe" while nibbling on half of the cake.

Wang Shi didn't say anything more, and followed the door pavilion into Xiahou Mansion slowly, and he also became the first big man to step into Xiahou Sheng's mansion in the past two months.

Although Xiahou Sheng is a great Confucian, his mansion is no different from ordinary mansions, so in fact, even if there is no door pavilion to guide the way in front, Wang Shi can find a study by himself.

Not long after, Wang Shi was in Xiahou Sheng's study and met Xiahou Sheng, the largest Confucian in Chang'an.

After the host and guest meet the ceremony, they are not in a hurry to talk about business, but first look at tea, discuss tea and taste tea - this has become an elegant thing that the Gaomen family of Chang'an must know.

Even some peddlers and pawns, after eating, have to throw some broken foam to have a good time.

Wang Shi sat upright and drank several glasses in a row, but he never entered today's topic, let alone mentioned half of the "Analects" that Xiahou Sheng thought about day and night.

Finally, Xiahou Sheng, who was a year older, couldn't wait, he snatched the teacup that Wang Shi had raised to his mouth, paused heavily on the case, and splashed a mess of tea on the case.

"Xiahou Gong, what do you mean by this, I'm afraid it's a little crazy to treat guests like this, right?" Wang Shi asked pretendly.

"Hmph, if you want to talk about madness, who is this big man who is as crazy as the disciple you taught, how long has he been here, and he has tossed the entire Confucianism in Chang'an to the bottom, and the old man's life was almost thrown into the edict!"

Although Xiahou Sheng's words were "resentful" enough, he did not see too much "hatred".

In fact, that incident has long passed, Xiahou Sheng is not a person who does not know Entu, and at this moment, he once again brought up this matter, only against Wang Shi, not at the Son of Heaven.

"Hahaha, the disciple taught by the old man can still have such a ability, and shake the entire Chang'an Confucianism with his own strength, and the old man is also honored." Wang Shi touched his sparse goatee and said very proudly.

"I don't want to talk to you about this matter anymore, so quickly take out the half volume of the Analects, otherwise I will go out at this moment, and don't say a word." Xiahou Sheng said with some annoyance.

"Hehe, don't hide it from Xiahou Gong, the half volume of "Analects" you want is in the arms of the old man at the moment, the old man wants to ask Xiahou Gong first, who wrote your half volume of "Analects"?"

When the topic was mentioned, Xiahou Sheng's face finally softened a little, and he said: "The person who gave the old man this "Analects" is Chen Xiu, the edict of prison, and I heard him say that it was written by a Confucian named Chu Ji. ”

Wang Shi clapped his hands very exaggeratedly, and finally took out the half volume of "Analects" that the Son of Heaven had just copied out of his arms.

Today's three watches, the last one is at half past nine in the evening!

(End of chapter)