On the way back to the city, Huang Zicheng introduced everyone one by one. Fang Xiaoru asked Huang Zicheng in a low voice: "Brother Zicheng has always been elegant, and I heard that Brother Zicheng is the emperor's grandson in the capital.

Huang Zicheng smiled knowingly and was about to explain. Unexpectedly, Zhu Yunwen had already heard the conversation between the two, so he bowed down and said: "Mr. Huiyan, it is a student, many people dare not reveal their identities, and I hope that Mr. Haihan Yunwen is not." ”

Fang Xiaoru hurriedly returned the salute, but he didn't dare to say that he was busy, Qi Tai said: "This is in the rivers and lakes, I think the two of you still don't need to be too polite, lest it be inappropriate for others to see it, why don't we go to the official post and get together again?"

Everyone went to the official post and had a meal, the post man brought tea, and everyone drank tea and talked happily.

When he was in the middle of drinking, Fang Xiaoru suddenly got up and asked Zhu Yunwen with his hand: "Dare to ask Your Highness, what is the current situation, and where will Your Highness be?"

Zhu Yunwen knew that Fang Xiaoru was a great sage, so he naturally didn't dare to slack off, and he was in the countryside at this time, so he didn't have too many courtesies. Then he got up and said: "Don't dare Mr. Lao to ask, although Yun Wei inherits the will of heaven, however, Yun Wei is actually a scholar, and there are less than three gentlemen" Zhu Yunwen looked at Fang Xiaoru from the face, Huang Zicheng, Qi Tai, and then Xi Zhen, He Xiong, Huang Gui. continued: "Wu is not as good as the three virtuous brothers, and he is the youngest, so he is often ashamed. This time I walked in the rivers and lakes, and I also inspected Li Shu, so I often trembled and trembled like walking on thin ice. Then he said: "Today, the people have begun to slowly come out of the pain of war and begin to return to life and production. Therefore, Yun Wei thought that the recuperation at this time was precious, and the imperial court should rectify the rule of law, practice the rule of law, establish lectures, and reduce the number of soldiers. So that the four seasons of spring and autumn are orderly, the people have food in the warehouse, the old have support, the young have learning, and the respect and humility are orderly. I wonder what Mr. thinks?"

Huang Zicheng and Qi Tai couldn't help nodding frequently when they heard this. Fang Xiaoru asked again: "What does His Highness think of the former Yuan Shun Emperor and his people?"

Zhu Yunwen replied: "Actually, the former Yuan Shun Emperor was a master of eloquence and strategy, and his people practiced literature and martial arts, and had a Confucian style. However, this person is also suspicious of the master, stubborn and self-serving, in his later years, he was bewitched, and he was deposed, which made the former yuan bury the root of the curse, and the wood was rotten, and no matter how master the craftsman was, it was difficult to cure its roots, so it was reasonable for the former yuan to collapse. ”

Zhu Yunwen continued: "The people are the foundation of the country, and without the people, the court is like a fish without water. What Mr. Daytime said about the fish water, Yun Wei deeply agreed. However, for the survival of the people, the imperial court should be exempted from heavy taxes and taxes, so that the people have room to breathe and survive. ”

Speaking of this, everyone also nodded frequently, deeply agreeing, but about Qingqing, an elusive expression flashed on his face in an instant, as if he was in pain and relief, and even more thoughtful. Everyone didn't pay attention to it, only Xi Zhen saw it. Xi Zhen instantly understood, and at the same time, a trace of uneasy thoughts flashed in his heart, which was naturally extremely painful.

When Fang Xiaoru heard Zhu Yunwen's reasoning, his heart was overjoyed, and he couldn't help blurting out and said: "Tang Taizong once took history as a mirror, but there is the rule of Zhenguan, and now His Royal Highness can be familiar with his predecessors, know the mistakes of his predecessors, and he will not be able to repeat the mistakes of the past in the future, and His Royal Highness can put the people first in everything, he will rule the world one day, and the people will also have something to rely on." The blessing of this society, the luck of Li Shu in the world, is the blessing of the Ming Dynasty. Filial piety is not talented, he is His Royal Highness but has made something, and filial piety must not be disgraced. ”

Hearing this, Zhu Yunwen was overjoyed, and even Huang Zicheng and Qi Tai kept congratulating each other, saying something like Bole meeting Maxima. Zhu Yunwen even took Fang Xiaoru's hand and kept thanking him. Only Xi Zhen was secretly distracted with a teacup in his hand. Qi Tai saw it in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

Let's say that after tea, Fang Xiaoru returned to the teaching hall, and was about to rest by himself, when a monk visited. Fang Xiaoru was already proficient in the three schools of Buddhism and Confucianism, and he often discussed Taoism with the three masters, so he went to the meeting. This filial piety looked at the monk intently: wearing black monk's clothes, stepping on black monk's shoes, triangular eyes were cloudy but bright, and there was everyone's demeanor in his gestures. Although I was unhappy, I gladly accepted it.

The monk reported his own Dharma name, and chanted a Buddha horn and said: "The poor monk's Dharma name is Daoyan, is a monk from Youfang, and has always admired Mr. Xizhi, and today I can see Mr. Meticulous's fairy face, which is enough to comfort my life." ”

Xiaoru said: "Today's mood is restless, I have no intention of reading, I thought it was something, but I didn't expect it to be a visit from a Buddhist monk." People who study in the mountains and fields of filial piety have the love of their friends, but they have no real talent and real learning, and there are high-ranking monks who go down to explore, and they are sincerely afraid. ”

Dao Yan knew that these scribes were polite to each other, and said with a slight smile: "Going to Taibai Pavilion during the day and listening to Mr. Lecturing is like a spring breeze. The Buddha said, 'All things have spirits, and they can become Buddhas.' 'Mr. Yu Philosophy and mosquitoes, children, then saw that the rooftop was superficial. ”

Fang Xiaoru continued to say politely: "It is a great honor to insult the master's respect, and to be filial and rude to the master's favor." ”

The two came out of the Buddhist home and talked about the Tao. This Daoyan himself is a disciple of Ziyangzi, and he has a deep understanding of Taoist doctrine. Then he talked about Confucianism from Taoism, acupuncture the disadvantages of the times, and talked about ancient and modern things. Dao Yan was conquered by Fang Xiaoru's knowledge and character, and Fang Xiaoru was also deeply amazed by Dao Yan's knowledge. The two seem to have the intention of seeing each other late.

Talking about the country again, Dao Yan asked: "What is the opinion of the gentleman on the family and the country?"

Fang Xiaoru drank tea and said: "The family, the country, and the world in the Song Dynasty were originally divided into three categories, but at the same time, these three categories came out of the same door. The world is the whole family and the country, and the subjects and the people take the country as the first, so there are many loyal and righteous people; the king governs the country, the country first and then the family, followed by the individual, from the emperor down to the ordinary people, all have the concept of the family and the country, and at the same time, taking the country as the home, is the purpose of the court in the Song Dynasty. Therefore, the literary style of the Song Dynasty was prosperous, and the people were rich and lived and worked in peace and contentment. Even if Gaozong crossed to the south, he could live in a corner of Lin'an, and the people would be rich in just a few years. It is advisable to take the principle of governing the country with the family as the country, but it is not advisable to suppress the law of martial arts. This Fang Xiaoru replied, while secretly thinking, how can this monk, a foreigner, also pay attention to national affairs?

Dao Yan seemed to see through what Fang Xiaoru was thinking, and said with a smile: "The Buddha has no country, but the Buddha has a country, and the poor monk studies Buddhism, but he is also a member of the Han family, so it is strange that Mr. has this question." ”

Fang Xiaoru was taken aback, and thought to himself, "This monk can't see through people?"

Dao Yan continued: "I also deeply agree with what Mr. said, this country has always been unclear, only the Song Dynasty is the most distinct. He continued to ask: "I don't know in the eyes of Mr., who can be the Taizu Renzong of the Song Dynasty today?"

Fang Xiaoru said in a low voice: "Filial piety is a wild man in the mountains, and he doesn't dare to speak in vain about the court, today's saint, born in the rivers and lakes, knows the suffering of the people, and has ambitions to push it to the former Yuan and reshape the Han family." Now that the government is being rectified, the people have the protection of the country, which is really a blessing. ”

Dao Yanzhi asked again, and then talked about others, and the two talked about about half a pillar of incense again, although they talked very happily, but Fang Xiaoru had a problem with Dao Yan, and he didn't dare to say what he thought in his heart. When Dao Yan saw this situation, he knew that he couldn't talk about it anymore, so he asked, "I don't know what Mr. will do in life?"

Fang Xiaoru replied: "All scholars in the world are the same, they all hope to cultivate literature and establish canons, and they stand in the court, stating all the strategies in their chests, and since then they have won the title of wife and son." The next is to walk between the mountains and rivers, linger in the wind and moon, and repair the text to pass on to future generations. Filial piety is not exempt from vulgarity. But I wonder what the master's ambition is?"

Dao Yan didn't speak, thought about it a little, got up and picked up the pen, but said for the poem: The blood of the war has dried up over the years, and the fireworks are still half withered. Wuzhou Mountain is close to the clouds, long live the empty night and the moon is cold. The river is damp and the iron urn is passed, and there is a road to Jintan in Noda. Where is Emperor Xiaoliang's industry now, Beigu Qingqing is tired of looking. After the poem said a few times to offer ugliness and bother, he said goodbye and left.

After Fang Xiaoru read this seven-word lawyer, his back couldn't help but feel cold, and a cold sweat rushed straight to the door, and he secretly said to himself: "This is definitely not the words that a monk should have, the second monk's eyes are cloudy and murderous, and he has such a strategic ambition, the person who will mess with my Ming country in the future will be this person." Then he put away the poems and went to sleep