Chapter 119: Indoctrination

Li Maozhen said that this is not without reason, after receiving the full support of the soldiers, the Fengxiang army after a series of battles, first pacified the surrounding feudal towns of Fengxiang, especially against the river festival envoy Wang Chongrong, so that many soldiers and disciples of the realm of the realm of the great elevation.

This time to capture Chang'an, coercing the princes of the Son of Heaven, but also divided a lot of imperial luck, Li Maozhen's soldiers and generals, blessed by luck, and the realm has improved, now there are four generals, more than ten generals, and countless ordinary generals.

Looking at the whole world, there is no military general of any princes who can be compared with Li Maozhen, and the realm improvement of the disciples of the military family has not stopped, in the next year and a half, even if there is no major war in the Fengxiang army, there will be famous generals, and it is very likely that there will be more than one.

This is where the background of the soldier family lies, and it is also the source of Li Maozhen's confidence.

If Zhu Wen, who is now the most powerful, is cut off, then Li Maozhen is confident that he will be able to gain an incomparable advantage over the princes in the process of chasing the Central Plains, even if Li Ye, who has now obtained the entire northern part of the Tang Dynasty, cannot be compared with him in this regard. So who does the world fall into, Li Maozhen is confident that he has a lot of decision.

Of course, the premise of all this is to make the immortals completely extinct in the mortal world. To be precise, it is not the immortals who want to be extinct in the mortal world, but the monks in the immortal realm who want to be extinct in the mortal world.

Liu Zhijun originally wanted to say that even if the passage of heaven and earth was completely cut off, so that the immortals of the Immortal Court could not go to the lower realm, but Li Ye still had the support of the demon clan monks, it was not a force that mortals could contend with. But after listening to Li Maozhen's last sentence, he suddenly realized that what Li Maozhen was referring to was to make the great monk of the demon clan unable to walk in the mortal world.

"This ...... I'm just afraid that there will be some difficulties, right?" Liu Zhijun glanced at Li Maozhen and said tentatively, "Could it be that His Highness already has a clue?"

Although he didn't know why Li Maozhen said this, he thought that the other party should not be open-mouthed, if he didn't have a clue, what was the point of saying these words plainly?

Li Maozhen didn't answer Liu Zhijun's question, turned his head and fell into deep thought again, his eyes looking in the direction of the palace through the roof outside the door.

Elsewhere, it is the ultimate place of power in the world, and it is the place where the fortune of the dynasty gathers, and the Son of Heaven rules the Quartet to kill the evil spirits, relying on the hope of the people and the sword of the Son of Heaven in his hand.

The human emperor can connect heaven and earth, why can't the current emperor completely isolate the immortals?

As the mortal world where immortals were born, is it necessarily inferior to the immortal court in strength?

Huainan, Yangzhou.

As one of the four sages of Confucianism, Wang Zaifeng was invited by Gao Yu, the envoy of Huainan Jiedu, and after arriving in Yangzhou, he opened a school in the city, called Chuanwentang, for Confucian disciples to study.

Fortunately, Wang Zaifeng had the foresight to let the disciples go to Huainan to open branches of the Chuanwentang in Huainan Prefectures, which solved the problem of disciples getting together, and at the same time made the influence of Confucianism in Huainan flourish day by day.

In the various places of interest in Huainan Prefecture, you can often see that the scholars appear in groups, or sit and talk about the Tao, or write articles, meet friends with literature, and discuss the general trend of the world.

If there are no Confucian scholars at the banquet of anyone's family, it will be a shameful thing, but anyone who can invite famous Confucian scholars, such as those who are ranked in the seventy-two handsome list, is worthy of showing off to relatives and friends, and will attract a lot of envy and praise.

Not only that, even the ladies in the market, the small jasper, are also vying to recite the poetry and articles of the scholars, who will not be able to memorize a few popular famous articles, will be made fun of, and the young ladies of the right age are regarded as Confucian talents as good couples in life, and are full of fantasy about the stories of talented and beautiful women.

In this way, with the support of Gao Biao, in just a few months, Huainan has become a holy place in the hearts of scholars all over the world. The convergence of the cultural movement is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, but no one can deny its real existence. In this troubled era, the status of Huainan civil officials has risen invisibly, and they have qualifications comparable to those of military generals.

In the afternoon, Gao Biao left the official office, surrounded by a group of monks of the armor, and rode across the street towards the direction of the Chuanwen Hall. The city is not allowed to ride horses for no reason, Gao Biao of course set an example, and the people on the left and right recognized the reliance of the king of Huainan County, and they all retreated to both sides and bowed.

"The king of the county, when I waited on the street before, although the people also saluted when they saw us, there were not so many, and they were basically scholars, and the ordinary people in the market would not pay attention to them. Now this way, more than half of the people have stopped to salute, waiting for us to pass first, why is this?" Gao Biao's personal guard commander was a little confused, and asked Gao Biao strangely.

Gao Biao smiled silently, but a civil official next to him said in a proud tone: "This is all the credit of Confucianism." Since the Confucian sect arrived in Yangzhou and opened the Chuanwen Hall, there have been more Confucian disciples who know books and etiquette, and their words and deeds will naturally affect others. The so-called rule of etiquette, the people are courteous, this is the truth. ”

The commander of the personal guard seemed to be aware of it, and still looked a little confused, but the civil official didn't want to say more, and when he retracted his gaze, there was a trace of disdain in his eyes, and he secretly said a rough man in his heart.

Came to a crossroads, there were many people in front, blocking the general passage, and after the commander of the personal guard sent someone to check, he came back and reported: "It is Mr. Wang in front, who is teaching a little beggar to read." ”

"Teach a beggar to read?" the commander of the guards laughed, "Mr. Wang is so idle that he will run to the street to teach a little beggar to read?

The civil official who spoke before glanced at the commander of the guards with disgust, and said unhappily: "The saint has no class, why can't beggars study?"

Gao Biao didn't pay attention to what the two said, and when he heard that Wang Zaifeng was in front, he immediately dismounted and walked over, and the civil official followed closely behind, with a look of urgency and pride on his face. It wasn't until the civil official walked away that the commander of the personal guard reacted, and it turned out that the person who the other party said rudely just now was referring to him.

Realizing this, the commander of the guards was annoyed and angry, and wanted to find the other party to reason a few words, but the other party had already followed Gao Yu into the crowd, he couldn't get angry, and spit on the ground angrily, "What can't be said directly, insinuating, it's really a villain!"

Gao Biao arrived in the crowd, and sure enough, he saw Wang Zaifeng squatting on the ground, teaching a ragged, skinny, skinny little beggar what to say, "You can't have both fish and bear's paws...... It is also ...... to sacrifice one's life for righteousness"

Gao Biao didn't make a sound to disturb, but stopped his subordinates from stepping forward, he waited for a long time, and then the little beggar was able to recite the sage's teachings completely, Wang Zaifeng explained the meaning to the other party with a kind face, so that the little beggar understood the essence, and finally he asked a Confucian disciple to take out two steamed cakes and hand them to the little beggar.

The dirty little beggar grabbed the steamed cake and stuffed it into his mouth, Wang Zaifeng looked at him with kindness: "At this time tomorrow, the old man will come over, and when the time comes, you and your friends, if you still want to eat steamed cakes, come and learn the words of the sage from the old man." ”

The little beggar was very excited when he heard this, and nodded vigorously, but he did not have time to answer anything, because his mouth was already stuffed with steamed cakes.

Wang Zaifeng stood up satisfied and saluted the onlookers. Not surprisingly, he won unanimous praise and adoration from everyone.

"Mr. Wang is worthy of being a Confucian sage, and he even teaches a little beggar, where can I find such a gentleman?"

"Mr. Wang's status is noble, in order to bathe the people and educate them, he did not hesitate to come to the streets, and stayed for half an hour, which is really rare!"

"This is a Confucian scholar, it's amazing!"

"I heard that Mr. Wang was invited by the festival envoy, and the festival envoy is well-intentioned in order to let more people know about books and etiquette. ”

"It's not, the festival envoy is also a good official!"

Hearing everyone's praise, Wang Zaifeng didn't say anything except smiling all the time. Gao Yu's expression was exactly the same as his, and he didn't seem to care about the praise of the people. Then the people found Gao Yu and saluted him one after another, but he didn't put up a show, and returned a round of salutes before leaving with Wang Zaifeng.

Wang Zaifeng's street preaching to the little beggars soon spread throughout Yangzhou City, whether it is a dignitary or an ordinary person, when talking about this matter, they must praise Wang Zaifeng's virtuous name, Confucian virtue, and Gao Biao's virtuous ability.

It didn't take long for Gao Biao to gain a large number of people's hearts and prestige, and the position of Confucianism in Yangzhou was more stable and was widely praised by the people.

Up and down, many people even become polite because of this, even when the errand officers are on errands, they don't have the posture of being angry in the past, when everyone meets, they always have to bow first and say a few words politely.

As if I was afraid that if I didn't, I would be rude and ignorant, sorry for my identity as a native of Yangzhou and Huainan, and insulted the hard work of Gao Biao and Confucianism, and I was not worthy of walking on this land.

However, when they rushed to praise Wang Zaifeng and Gao Yu, no one noticed that the little beggar was still a little beggar, and there were many such beggars in Yangzhou City, old, young, sick and disabled, their situation had not been improved because of this incident, and there were still as many starving and dying of disease as before.

People seem to have forgotten to ask what makes these people beggars, where their homes are, where their fields are, and why they have lost their livelihoods.

The civil officials who saluted when they saw people, and the Confucian scholars who talked loudly in the attic and lake view, also seemed to have no notice of this at all.

In an elegant courtyard of Chuanwen Hall, Gao Biao and Wang Zaifeng sat opposite each other, and next to them was a young lady in plain clothes making tea.

"Since Mr. hit to Yangzhou, the atmosphere of Huainan market has changed, the king is deeply gratified, the name of Mr. Daxian, really worthy of the name. Gao Yu took a sip of tea and said with a smile.

One or two of the tea leaves in his mouth are worth a year's food for ordinary people.

Wang Zaifeng drank tea slowly, and said with a faint smile: "Then Your Highness should now believe in the ability of Confucianism?

Gao Yu laughed: "This is natural, this king will give an order tomorrow." Confucianism is in Huainan, and it will definitely be carried forward!"

"Thank you, Your Highness. ”