Since Kong Yingda and Yan Shigu compiled the "Five Classics of Justice", the entire Tang Dynasty took the "Five Classics of Justice" as a model, and strictly required that the notes should not be broken, and the notes should not be broken, so that the entire Confucianism was imprisoned. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Song Dynasty attached great importance to literati, and Confucianism also achieved great development, and the classical system, which has not changed for hundreds of years, also made many scholars feel greatly constrained. However, the sentence that the law of the ancestors cannot be changed has pressed on the heads of the readers, so that they do not dare to say a word to the classics.

Wang Anshi's compilation of the "Three Classics and New Righteousness" broke the annotation system since the Tang Dynasty, which attracted a large number of "defenders" of the scolding. However, Wang Anshi persevered and popularized the "Three Classics of Justice" as a required reading for the imperial examination, and a new wind blew throughout the Confucian academic circles.

Later, physicists took advantage of this new trend to express their views on the classics, thus realizing the transformation from "I note the Six Classics" to "The Six Classics note me". By the time Zhu Xi compiled the "Four Books" in the Southern Song Dynasty, this change was perfectly completed. Since then, science has been popular all over the world, and the Four Books and Five Classics have also become the classic system of science. Among the Four Books and Five Classics, the Four Books are placed before the Five Classics because they represent the essence of science.

But after the science became popular in the world, everyone forgot that it was Wang Anshi's sentence "the ancestors are not enough" that first broke the previous deadlock.

When Mao Zheng walked out of Wang Anshi's hut, he was holding a few pamphlets in his arms, which were some of the books that Wang Anshi gave to Mao Zheng, which contained many classic sentences of Confucianism, and more detailed and simple annotations.

It's just that the paper of these books has been yellowed, and it is clear that they have been around for a long time. Mao Zheng flipped through it and found that on the neat side of the text, he could often see a few crooked words, and a few crooked words were obviously written by a child.

Of course, Mao Zheng was very happy to get Wang Anshi's gift of books, and he didn't care about those crooked words at all.

After crossing the small bridge, Mao Zheng glanced back and found that Wang Anshi had walked out of the hut, looked at himself, and walked slowly.

"Wang Xianggong, you don't have to send it, you can go back and rest. I'll come to see you often in the future. I won't forget to bring a gift next time. Mao Zheng beckoned and shouted.

I saw Wang Anshi stop, smiling, and waving goodbye to Mao Zheng. At last I heard him whisper, "It's like it, it's like him when he was a child," and then he turned around and went back to the thatched hut.

Since then, Mao Zheng's life has been going on very regularly. Get up in the morning to practice martial arts, read and read with Mr. Teacher in the morning, and learn the spells of the White Lotus Society in the afternoon. When he had nothing to do, he ran to Baoning Temple and Wang Anshi's residence.

Under the orders of the old Zen master of Baoning Temple, the monks of Baoning Temple were very polite to Mao Zheng. Moreover, the old Zen master also allowed Mao Zheng to enter and leave his meditation room at will, and often told him some Buddhist truths, wanting Mao Zheng to give up his attachment to Hongchen and take refuge in the Three Treasures.

Under the influence of Wang Anshi, Mao Zheng had great expectations for the transformation of this world, so he turned a deaf ear to the words of the old Zen master.

At noon on this day, after sending away the annoying teacher, Mao Zheng didn't even eat lunch, and went directly to the back mountain to practice teleportation.

Although the White Lotus Society is affiliated with the Pure Land Sect, it is only a peripheral organization after all, so the White Lotus Society has no chance to come into contact with the divine powers of Buddhism. The spells of the White Lotus Society are all collected from the people, and they are mainly divided into two categories: the magic technique and the sacrificial knife technique.

As the name suggests, the magic technique is to invite divine power and attach it to the body of the person who asks the god, so as to obtain strong strength. Those who are powerful in magic can summon heavenly soldiers and generals, and can even obtain the power of the stars, while those who can't practice magic can only go to the gods and cheat some fools and fools out of their money.

The sacrificial sword technique is to use mana to strike the blade out of the air, and the blade is divided into mortal soldiers, heavenly soldiers, and invisible soldiers. The sacrificial sword technique is practiced to the extreme, and the invisible soldiers of creation can be used to break through thousands of armies and destroy the enemy country. But so far, no one has been able to cultivate the Heavenly Soldier, even Mao Renzhuo and Wen Xiaohui have only cultivated to the Heavenly Soldier, so they can't take a step forward.

Mao Zheng's talent in inviting gods can be described as unparalleled, a one-day achievement. Even if others practice for a year, they may not be able to compare. But since the last battle against the Maoshan Taoist priest was out of control, Wen Xiaohui strictly forbade Mao Zheng to learn the magic technique. Wen Xiaohui was worried that Mao Zheng's mind and body would collapse because he couldn't withstand the divine power.

So Mao Zheng could only learn the sacrificial knife technique and some other miscellaneous talismans. But Mao Zheng's talent in sacrificial sword techniques and talismans is much worse, and he has not been able to move a blade so far.

But when Mao Zheng performed the sacrificial knife technique yesterday, he obviously saw the long knife on the ground shake a little, and he was very excited at that time. He just wanted to make persistent efforts today and strive to learn the sacrificial sword technique as soon as possible.

But the long knife on the ground seemed to be unable to get along with him, and no matter how hard he tried, he didn't move at all.

"Get up, get up!" Mao Zheng, who was sweating profusely, looked at the motionless long knife, and finally became deflated, sat on the ground with his buttocks, and said to the long knife: "I said Brother Dao, I work so hard, don't you give any face at all? If you listen to me, I will polish you more sharply, do you think it is okay." ”

After Mao Zheng finished speaking, he pointed at the long knife casually. Unexpectedly, the long knife actually floated up.

Mao Zheng was in a good mood, he turned over and stood up, pointing to the floating long knife and saying, "Come on, come on" and wanted to summon the long knife into his hand.

I saw that the long knife really flew towards Mao Zheng, but it just jumped up and flew behind Mao Zheng, and then there was a crisp laugh.

"Your sword brother won't listen to you. Grinding on a whetstone, how much it hurts, it's strange that it wants to listen to you. Wen Yuan took the long knife and said with a smile.

"So you were playing tricks on me and making me happy in vain. If you're not with the Holy Mother, why are you running here with me?" Mao Zheng saw that it was Wen Yuan who was playing tricks on him, so he put on his disappointed expression again, and sat on the ground again.

"Didn't Our Lady know that you didn't have lunch, and asked me to bring it over? But it's interesting to see that you're scratching your ears and cheeks in a hurry. Oh, it's dirty on the ground, get up quickly. Wen Yuan put the lunch box on the table next to him, and reached out to pull Mao Zheng.

"As long as you little girl loves to be clean, okay, I'll just get up. But I'm hungry too. Mao Zheng patted the soil on his buttocks and sat down at the table, munching on his meal.