The general framework of Ganquan Academy is still there, and the group of people in Cuihe Hall have saved a lot of effort.

It's just that Zhu Zaili has already moved his mind to slip away.

The biggest reason why I came to Cuihe Hall is because it is adjacent to Chengtianmen, and it is only a few hundred steps away from the palace.

Although the courtyard wall of the academy is high, you can still see the golden tiles of the Forbidden City in the academy.

"I said that when we came, those gentlemen were so enthusiastic, it turned out that they were short of labor, so I said that there is no good thing in this world to eat white food."

The two brocade guards chattered behind Feng Bao's buttocks, and only then closed their mouths after being glared at by Feng Bao.

It's just that Zhu Zaili, who was sweating profusely, was no longer in the mood to listen to the class.

"Okay, Feng Bao, it's really not possible, let's find a chance to slip away."

Feng Bao lowered his head and whispered: "Your Highness, we have done so much work for them in vain, and we have given them so much face, and the three slaves and maids will take you out now, and we can't stop us with these few goods." ”

The two brocade guards behind Feng Bao glanced at Feng Bao with a little disdain.

"That's it, after all, it's a reader, so there's no need to be so ugly."

"Let's find a chance."

"Whoa."

Zhu Zaili whispered a few words to Feng Bao, and Feng Bao turned his head and looked around.

It's just that this scene was clearly seen by He Xinyin in the hall.

"Let all the students rest."

"Teach at the rate, why do you suddenly want to give a lecture?"

"These four are going to run."

After a short time, the two coaches struck a gong in the courtyard.

"Everyone, let go of the things at hand, today's work will be done here, and Mr. He will give a lecture to you later."

Hearing that there was going to be a lecture, the craftsmen in the courtyard all put down their work in their hands, poured water, served tea, and some took out the beans that had been fried a long time ago from their arms and distributed them to a few friends around them, and each found a place and sat not far from the podium.

Whether it's the Four Books or the Five Classics, it's all nothing more than storytelling.

At most, the four books and five classics are a little boring, but after all, it doesn't cost money, and what kind of bicycle do you need.

Feng Bao glanced at Zhu Zaili in amazement.

"Childe, shall we still go?"

"It's coming."

As he spoke, Zhu Zaili sat down under the shade of a tree with two bricks.

When the two brocade guards and Feng Baoyou were beside Zhu Zaili, He Xinyin had already spoken on the stage.

It's just that He Xinyin is always looking in the direction where Zhu Zaili is, intentionally or unintentionally.

“…… Zi said: The benevolent are also people, but the benevolent people are not benevolent. ”

"The righteousness of the ancestors lies in the fact that if a man is unkind, he is no different from an animal,"

“……”

He Xinyin takes "benevolence" as the standard and defines people as two kinds of people, one is benevolent and the other is unbenevolent.

That is, the difference between a natural person and a social person.

In this way, the New Four People's Theory, that is, scholars, merchants, peasants and workers, ranks merchants in front of agriculture and industry, and its profound meaning is nothing more than that merchants also know benevolence, and there are obviously more benevolent people than farmers and workers, so it should be above agriculture and industry.

It's just that He Xinyin doesn't seem to care too much about this so-called New Four People's Theory, and most of the rest of the time is spent talking about his so-called "friend theory".

Listening to He Xinyin's words, Zhu Zaili's expression gradually became complicated.

"Sir."

Seeing Zhu Zaili asking, He Xinyin was overjoyed, and then stopped.

"Do you have any questions?"

Zhu Zaili got up from himself, and then said: "The student is not talented, Ziyun gentleman is not compared with Zhou, the villain is not Zhou, and the theory of friends seems to be contrary to holy learning?" ”

He Xinyin first returned the salute before speaking.

"The son can be taught, Ouyang Wenzhong once wrote "On the Friends of the Party", which can exonerate the little friend."

"The villain has no friends, but the gentleman has, why is it? The villain's favorite, Lu Liye; Those who are greedy will also have their goods. When it is the same benefit, the temporary party takes it as a friend, and it is also false. ”

Zhu Zaili was silent for a long time, just another joke.

"The students were taught."

Looking at Zhu Zaili's polite appearance, He Xinyin couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Behind him, a guard was stunned and said, "What...... What does it mean? ”

Feng Bao bowed his head and said: "The villain is not called a friend, only a gentleman's friend is called a friend." ”

"Then, who is the gentleman and who is the villain, who has the final say?"

"Of course, the emperor has the final say!"

“……”

Zhu Zaili also did not make a sound.

Hearing this, Zhu Zaili already had a certain understanding of He Xinyin, if it was before, Zhu Zaili would definitely say the last sentence "Mr. Gao Zhi".

It's just that there are so many people and things from north to south, and Zhu Zaili has long understood.

These are nothing more than arguments for the formation of parties and private camps, and arguments for businessmen.

After He Xinyin finished speaking, Zhu Zaili was also interested.

I found an opportunity and slipped out of the Cuihe Hall.

Until he was persuaded to step down from the podium, He Xinyin was still unsatisfied and wanted to speak for a long time.

"Today's little friend is extraordinary, if I can recruit him, I will not be alone."

The Confucian with the crystal tied around his waist just yawned beside him.

"Merlin, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, it's just that I didn't sleep well because I had a lot of things last night."

The Confucian student's name was Xiang Yuanbian, and after pondering for a while, he said: "Fushan, according to the opinion below, this friend theory is actually not in a hurry, and the new Four People's Theory is the most important thing at the moment. ”

It was because of this new theory of the four peoples that Xiang Yuanbian pulled He Xinyin to come to Jinling to give a lecture.

The reason is also very simple, he is a businessman.

He Xinyin's enthusiasm did not decrease, but he smiled at Xiang Yuanbian: "Mo Lin puts his heart in his stomach, and if he is not lonely, then the new four people's theory will be prosperous." ”

Xiang Yuanbian shook his head helplessly.

"There are still some trivial matters at home, so I will retire first."

"I'll send Merlin."

Although this new theory of the Four People's Beings did not detonate public opinion as soon as Xiang Yuanbian thought.

But it only cost more than 2,000 taels of silver to gather the total, so it was regarded as casting a wide net.

In the next few days, Zhu Zaili visited several academies in Jinling, but after he walked down, he became more and more disappointed.

There are all kinds of academies in Jinling City, but Zhu Zaili listens carefully, and they are all just debating the scriptures for others.

It's just that Zhu Zaili noticed an interesting phenomenon.

Almost all of the seowon are consciously or unconsciously elevating the status of merchants.

——

Inside the Qingning Palace in Nanjing.

Zhu Zaili sat in the hall with some disappointment, Zhang Juzheng was still dealing with the official letter, and Ning Jue was asking the guards whether they had found out the whereabouts of the "gangsters" who attacked Wei Guogong.

"Mr. Zhang, I understand what my father did in his early years."

Zhang Juzheng raised his head and smiled when he heard this.

"Your Highness is talking about the sixteenth year of Jiajing and the seventeenth year of Jiajing?"

Zhu Zaili bowed slightly.

Since he realized that Zhan Ruoshui had set up academies in the seven southeastern provinces like throwing seeds, Jiajing sent someone to destroy the academy once, and then instructed Yan Song to come forward and destroy the academy again.

"These people say that they are lecturing, but in fact they are not much different from the so-called singing newspapers of Jingshi, and even according to Zhang's opinion, they can't even compare with singing newspapers.

"Now that I think about it, it's not that Yan Ge Lao Bingzheng hasn't done anything, at least this matter is quite beautiful."

Zhang Juzheng also rarely praised Yan Song.

For this kind of thing, Zhang Juzheng obviously hated it for a long time.

Zhu Zaili's heart is making a more tangled decision.

"Mr. Zhang, I want to ban this wind of empty talk."

Zhang Juzheng was obviously stunned when he heard this.

"Please also ask Your Highness to be cautious, just leave these things to the ministers, and Your Highness can't take the initiative rashly."

It's just that hearing this, Ning Jue, who was gnawing on the pear, was stunned.

I usually don't see that Zhu Zaili is still a genius in this area!

This is no longer poking the clear flow of lung tubes, this is to pull out those clear flow of lung tubes as a rubber band to jump!

"Your Highness, empty talk is indeed misleading the country, what Uncle said is also reasonable, sign my name!"

Zhang Juzheng opened his mouth to persuade: "Brother Ning, let's go find a state and county official, no." ”

Ning Jue's voice just fell.

Zhu Zaili picked up the pen, dipped it in ink twice, and then said: "No need, since it is thought by yourself, the history is infamous, and you should bear it on your shoulders." ”

Compared with Jiajing, Zhu Zaili's biggest difference is here.

If it was Jiajing, he wished that someone would take the thunder for him, but what Zhu Zaili wanted was to go directly to himself.

Seeing that Zhu Zaili was already stubborn.

Zhang Juzheng could only swallow back the words that came to his mouth, looked at Ning Jue beside him and said in a low voice: "Brother Ning, don't you persuade?" ”

Ning Jue still lowered his head and nibbled on the pear and waved his hand: "You have to pay attention to strategy in this matter, so you don't care." ”

Obviously, Ning Jue and Zhu Zaili have already made up their minds.

Zhang Juzheng had to continue to be a full-time secretary.

——

In the middle of the night, the garrison hall was still brightly lit.

McFuk stood in front of the bookcase in an official robe, looking at Zhu Zaili's notebook and was worried.

If this thing really happens, what kind of nickname will those scholars have to give to the prince in the future?

Just when McFuck was worried.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the garrison hall, and after a while, Ning Jue's voice sounded from inside the garrison hall.

"Grandpa Mai, can I play for Your Majesty?"

"Ning Yanxian? The emperor said, you can go directly to His Royal Highness, and you don't need the Secretary of Transportation. ”

Ning Jue looked at Mai Fu and said with a cruel smile: "You don't want the prince to be scolded by eternity, do you?" ”

McFucier was stunned.

"What do you mean by Yu Xian, you want to go up for His Highness?"

Ning Jue put the written recital in front of McFuku.

"Grandpa Mai, I've put the book here for you, and you should know how to do the rest, right?"

McFub picked up the notebook and looked at it twice.

Rao is Mai Fu couldn't help but give Ning Jue a thumbs up.

"Finish! Loyalty! ”

"Ning retired."

Ning Jue's figure disappeared into the garrison hall.

And McFuy looked at the two copies of the recital in front of him, but he had already moved his mind.

Zhu Zaili's recital, McFuku naturally did not dare to stop it.

"Come on, this book of the prince, take the path of our celebrant and superintendent to send it to Beijing."

"Ning Lixian's book, send it to the General Administration Department and report it to the Cabinet Department."

"Whoa."

Normally, there are two copies of one question, one is sent to the political secretary, and one is handed over to the six departments of the corridor for transcription and filing.

Under normal circumstances, until the Son of Heaven reads the transcript on this channel, these professionally trained scholars and doctors are to keep it absolutely secret.

Unless, of course, you can't help it.

Before Ning Jue entered Beijing, a terrifying ghost story had already spread among the scholars and doctors in the north and south of Beijing.

Ning Ke is going to burn books and pit Confucianism after all!

(End of chapter)