Qinglong Temple.
There were a few people in a small courtyard with a little flustered look.
Zheng Xuan went into seclusion in this courtyard.
Zheng Xuan hasn't walked out of the room for several days.
As soon as Guoyuan came out, he was surrounded by others, "Duke Zheng, how about Duke Zheng?"
Guoyuan was silent for a moment and shook his head: "Master still doesn't want to stop..."
"What should I do? This serious explanation is important, but Zheng Gong's body is equally important!"
『That's it.』
Everyone jumped eagerly.
"Why not report it to the cavalry?"
Guoyuan thought for a while, "Yes, in addition... I'll go and invite Mr. Shui Jing..."
"Mr. Shui Jing? Mr. Shui Jing is with Mr. Zheng..."
"I know this," Guoyuan paused for a moment, "But now, we are all juniors, but the one who bluntly said that the master's disobedience is Mr. Shui Jing... You guys will separate you to report to the cavalry, and I will invite Mr. Shui Jing... The rest are here to serve you carefully, and don't be careless!"
After the discussion was decided, Guoyuan and the others acted separately.
Since humans picked up the first stone and made the first stone axe, humans have become inseparable from tools. It can be said that without tools, humans have at least 80% of their abilities that cannot be used. They are almost slaughtered by beasts in the wild, but after using tools well, humans have truly become the overlords on this planet.
Text is also a tool.
Qinglong Temple is a platform for researching and promoting this tool.
This platform was founded by Fei Qian, but it does not belong to Fei Qian alone. Just like many Confucian classics are compiled by Confucius or his disciples, but it does not mean that these classics are composed by Confucius or his disciples.
Confucianism initially adhered to the strategy of promoting and strengthening the teachings without distinction. Well, simply put it simply, it is a free strategy, almost free to impart knowledge. After all, a piece of bacon can be learned indefinitely. This is better than the one-month shelf life of some people?
But soon after the Confucian children entered the career of the government, they began to think about how to monopolize the platform and then gain money and power. It was not that they could not make money by being an official, but as a person, a team, or a platform. All the purpose was to go for money and ignore other aspects, which would definitely be done sooner or later.
Zheng Xuan realized this, so he began to change himself.
When Zheng Xuan first came to Chang'an, he just wanted to find a promotion for him and his disciples.
Of course, it is also to avoid war.
Ordinary people, although they are clamoring, no one will like them when facing war.
Zheng Xuan is no exception.
He hates war.
In Zheng Xuan's eyes, the fight between Yuan Shao and Gongsun Zan was unfaithful. Cao Cao was unfaithful to hold the emperor hostage, and Fei Qian in Guanzhong also had signs of unfaithfulness and unfaithfulness, but it was relatively mild, just like the prefects of various places during the reign of Emperor Ling of Han. Do you say that they were unfaithful and unfaithful? There were indeed some prefects in various places, but at least they respected the emperor on the surface...
When he first arrived in Chang'an, Zheng Xuan tried to integrate into Fei Qian's political circle, trying to influence Fei Qian and let Fei Qian go to the "correct" path. However, after Zheng Xuan arrived in Chang'an, he was pulled into Qinglong Temple by Fei Qian, and then he was trapped in it and could not get out.
As the threats around Guanzhong Sanfu were eliminated, the entire Guanzhong and surrounding areas ushered in a period of peace. During this period of peace, Guanzhong Sanfu and the people around Guanzhong all enjoyed the most comfortable life, especially for Guanzhong who had suffered major injuries. Staying away from war means staying away from the most cruel disaster.
During the war, countless young lives disappeared like that. They could have accompanied their parents, their wives and children at home, farming and producing, and drinking and bragging with their friends in their spare time. Just like Zheng Xuan's children, they should have a longer future, but the war took away everything.
The war not only took away young men, but also other people. Some were arrested for labor, while others died due to indirect injuries. In each war, basically, the princes in various places had to call for taxes, and these taxes were divided on the people in the territory. Their food would be forcibly collected, and the food left behind was not even enough for the family to eat, and some even watched the children starve to death.
After all the people were exhausted, the arable land became deserted, and without subsequent farming, there would naturally be a big problem of food shortage. The princes only wanted to make their territory larger, but did not think about the people at the bottom who used bark and grass roots to satisfy their hunger...
Zheng Xuan was very disappointed with the other princes and believed that Fei Qian was a better prince. At least the people under Fei Qian's rule lived a happier life.
Today, the Sanfu of Guanzhong has enjoyed peace for several years, and with Fei Qian's careful management, it has shown a very prosperous trend. The hard-working Chinese people who are not troubled by war are very hard-working, especially those who settled down, who cherish their current life even more.
The people of Guanzhong Sanfu no longer had to take out living food to support the war, nor would they send a large number of young people to the battlefield for free. Instead, they were rushing to sign up because the benefits of military affairs were too high. This made Zheng Xuan sigh and became more aware of Fei Qian's differences.
Perhaps only Fei Qian can do all this.
Although some of the officials in Guanzhong were lazy and even bad, they were completely different from those in Shandong. They were able to reason and law, and would not act recklessly. The gentry who exploited and dared to do anything was dealt with, and the rest wanted to write them directly on their heads.
Zheng Xuan often took a car to the countryside, watching Zhuang He grow up, watching the farmers be busy, and watching children play under the trees.
Every time this time, Zheng Xuan was very happy. If this continued, within ten years, at most twenty years, the prosperous era of the Han Dynasty would be reappeared. However, Zheng Xuan felt that he might not be able to see that day, but Zheng Xuan could still imagine that by that time, the world would be very prosperous and the people would be very rich. No matter how many households could ride on horseback, there were oxen pulling plows in the plowing land, and chickens crowing and dogs barking in the houses.
Have food and clothing, and have a smile.
This is very good...
So Zheng Xuan was even more eager to leave something. He felt that he could not give Fei Qian more help in politics and people's livelihood, because he found that Fei Qian did better than he had originally imagined, so he could only leave something for Fei Qian in literature.
At least Zheng Xuan felt that in literature, he was no worse than Cai Yong. He had this confidence.
Zheng Xuan wanted to leave behind many things, not only the annotations of scriptures, but also the differences and changes in ancient and modern scriptures, and even the future institutional development of the Academy, he wanted to write down and stay...
There are a lot of things to write, but Zheng Xuan's energy decreases with his age, and sometimes he will take a nap involuntarily.
He hated that he would take a nap, but he could not control this. Even though he was subjectively resisting, he would enter a nap at any time when he was tired.
The nap didn't take a long time, maybe a breath or a stick of incense, but this fact made Zheng Xuan very embarrassed. Because in Zheng Xuan's concept, napping is something that only lazy people can do. He has never taken a nap in his life, but he didn't expect that when he got old, he started to doze.
The more he wanted to change, the more he could not change it. Zheng Xuan finally couldn't accept this. He locked himself up, ignored outsiders, started working day and night, and wanted to write down what he knew and keep it.
Many people were a little worried when Zheng Xuan went into seclusion.
Sima Hui came and arrived outside Zheng Xuan's retreat door. After a while of silence, he went forward and called.
Zheng Xuan was a little surprised, but he was still unwilling to open the door and asked Sima Hui about his purpose in the door.
"If you have no haste, you will not see small profits. If you have haste, you will not achieve it. If you have small profits, you will not be able to accomplish anything." Sima Hui did not care about Zheng Xuan's door. "If a car is traveling far away, it will be easy to cover it. It is better to walk slowly and see the beauty of mountains and rivers, and let the carriage and horses temporarily rest, check and make up for losses, so that it is easier to move forward. Isn't that a saying?"
Zheng Xuan in the door was silent for a while and said with emotion: "If the mountains and rivers were beautiful in their spare time, now the pursuit of the troops is very anxious. If they get off the car, they may not be able to get on the car anymore."
Sima Hui smiled and said, "Okay, okay, Mr. Zheng is walking slowly now and talk to someone, can there be someone to cover up?"
"Even if there is no overthrow, there is no progress." Zheng Xuan replied.
Sima Hui shook his head, then realized that Zheng Xuan could not see it, so he said, "No. Zheng Gong's car was galloping, but I was afraid that he would not be able to move like Gong, so what should I do?"
"Slow it down and find a good driver to drive it..." Zheng Xuan replied.
Sima Hui laughed loudly, "Okay, Mr. Zheng also said he should be slow... Why not set an example?"
Zheng Xuan was silent for a while and opened the door helplessly, "Mr. Shuijing..."
Sima Hui smiled and extended his hand to invite him, "I should use Zheng Gong to shine on my humble residence. Please... Zheng Gong walked urgently. I watched him on the road and also had some insights. I wonder if Zheng Gong would like to see him at first?"
"I should ask for advice." When it comes to literature, Zheng Xuan was very serious.
Sima Hui smiled, nodded, and then asked Zheng Xuan to board the bus together and arrived at the Sima Manor on the outskirts of the city.
Speaking of which, this is the first time Sima Hui has invited Zheng Xuan to Sima Manor.
Of course, this was also the first time Zheng Xuan went to Sima Hui's manor.
Although under the Cavalry, Zheng Xuan and Sima Hui spitted each other before they met, in fact, whether it was Zheng Xuan and Sima Hui or others, they knew that there were some conflicts between Zheng Xuan and Sima Hui.
Although they cooperated in Qinglong Temple, they also had many differences.
And this time, Zheng Xuan and Sima Hui sat in the same car.
"It's good, the scenery here is very beautiful, and it's really a place to cultivate the mind and keep healthy..." Since Zheng Xuan left the house, he put down a little of the previous ones. Seeing the scenery at Sima Manor, he couldn't help but admire it.
Sima Hui smiled and said, "As Duke Zheng likes it, I will give it to Duke Zheng here!"
"No need to do this." Zheng Xuan waved his hand and said, "Even if he hides in the mountains, his heart will be difficult to calm down. Why should he live up to the green mountains and clear waters?"
"It's because of Mr. Zheng's urgent need, he has not stopped watching." Sima Hui said with a smile, while instructing the servants to prepare food, wine, and other items.
When he entered the hall, Zheng Xuan saw that the bookshelf and book collections in a corner were filled with scrolls, bamboo slips, and wooden slips.
Of course, Sima Hui also has a study room, but Sima Hui is not that particular, so there are basically books everywhere, not only books in the bookstore, but also in the hall, but also in the bedroom.
Zheng Xuan stepped forward, took a random copy, looked through two pages, and then couldn't help but look at Sima Hui.
Sima Hui nodded, "The public is noted."
Zheng Xuan smiled and put down the book in his hand.
"The lack of talent is not foolish, but he has an axe and a handle, and a fishing and a pole to stab him... This is the same as the text..." Sima Hui said slowly, while signaling the servant to serve tea, he patted several books on the table and handed them to Zheng Xuan, "I am not talented and want to teach people how to fish, so I wrote this article and asked Zheng Gong to correct the axe."
In history, Sima Hui did not leave a large amount of documents like Zheng Xuan. Perhaps there were, but because Sima Hui lived in Jingxiang, Jingxiang was later demolished by three families, and Sima Hui had to escape back to Hanoi, so even if he wrote something in Jingxiang, he would probably not be able to take it away.
However, Sima Hui is in Chang'an now, perhaps because his life is stable, perhaps because Zheng Xuan is stimulated, or perhaps because of the demand of Qinglong Temple, Sima Hui has also begun to write some thoughts about him and some life gains.
For example, regarding the cause of chaos in the world, Sima Hui said that it was caused by the feudal system. Sima Hui combined the early Han Dynasty with the present, believing that the lack of control over local princes led to their undeserved ambitions and eventually led to war.
Sima Hui also explored productivity. Well, of course, Sima Hui wrote about the relationship between "properties" and war. He believed that war needs "properties" and the ultimate goal should be to obtain more "properties". If enough "properties" cannot be obtained, war should not be launched, but other methods should be adopted.
In addition to these political issues, Sima Hui also wrote some philosophical issues, just like the three questions in life, which basically happens. However, unlike Zheng Xuan's heavenly beings and monarchs and ministers, Sima Hui prefers Huang Lao's dependence on good fortune and misfortune, and focuses more on nature. At the same time, it also involves a small number of astronomical and astrological issues.
Zheng Xuan looked at it and looked very carefully. Zheng Xuan was presbyopic and his eyesight was not very good, so he needed to pull the book far away and then squint his eyes and read it little by little. It took Zheng Xuan a long time from sitting down to reading a volume of papers written by Sima Hui.
Sima Hui's writings are not only one.
During this period, Sima Hui was also by his side, silently stroking his beard, without disturbing Zheng Xuan.
Anyone who likes reading knows that when you encounter a good book, you like to read it in one go. If someone breaks it halfway through, sending a blade is a trivial matter. You are angry and want to follow the Internet to go to the real person PK.
Zheng Xuan forgot the passage of time and even hunger. He kept seeing the sun set, and the light was insufficient. A servant lit a candle, but he still couldn't see it clearly. He sighed helplessly, put down the book, stroked it gently, and clamped it with the bookmark in the interruption. "Okay, it's so good to write..."
Sima Hui smiled and stroked his beard.
Zheng Xuan lived in Sima Hui's house. He had dinner with Sima Hui, and then sat in the back mountain to admire the moonlight. There was nothing between them, because Zheng Xuan had not finished reading Sima Hui's book yet.
The next day, Zheng Xuan watched it all day.
The evaluation is still "good", but Zheng Xuan still has no other words on how it is good or what is wrong.
On the third day, Zheng Xuan finally finished watching.
Sima Hui began to feel a little nervous.
I got Zheng Xuan’s evaluation two days ago. Not to mention anything else, at least Sima Hui felt that he was writing well. Even though Sima Hui had always regarded Zheng Xuan as an enemy before, Zheng Xuan did not regard Sima Hui as an opponent, because for Zheng Xuan, he had reached a very high position, and at that position he no longer needed to hit anyone to show his strength to occupy the territory.
But the question about the direction of thought always needs to be distinguished...
This may also be the final argument between the two.
Whoever wins and who loses may represent whose thoughts will eventually remain.
The books written by Sima Hui are more ideologically towards Huang Lao. After all, Sima Hui and Pang Degong have a good relationship, and Pang Degong has been studying Huang Lao throughout his life, so Sima Hui is also very natural to Laozi and Zhuangzi. He emphasizes self-cultivation, and lives in harmony with nature. He also tends to cultivate one's health and rest, and govern without doing anything.
In many cases, Sima Hui likes to say "good" catchphrase, not just verbally, but what he adheres to is Huang Lao's idea, which is to rest and do nothing, and does not like fighting. Just like someone once mistakenly recognizes the pig in Sima Hui's family and thinks that Sima Hui's pig was lost by his family. Sima Hui did not argue with a word and asked the man to take the pig away. Later, the man found his own pig, and hurriedly led Sima Hui's pig to apologize. Sima Hui not only did not blame the man, but thanked the man and expressed his gratitude to him for sending his pig back.
But what is very interesting is that in Sima Hui's war and military theory, the target is "properties". This may be because Sima Hui was influenced by some of Fei Qian's ideas after he arrived in Chang'an, and this profit-seeking model is somewhat inconsistent.
But Zheng Xuan had nothing to say about the military aspects of war. After all, he hated war, so he had no interest in researching the military aspects of war. Therefore, Zheng Xuan had no objection to Sima Hui's inconsistent performance. Instead, he was more interested in the overlapping aspects of Sima Hui and Zheng Xuan himself in the academic and academic aspects.
The two old men discussed that when they talked about letting the people rest, giving them enough time to cultivate, reducing taxes, labor service, and increasing some welfare guarantees, the two of them agreed with each other, smiling and clapping their hands, as if they had played the tune for many years, and finally found a soulmate who knew how to appreciate.
However, when it comes to the political system that the Han Dynasty should implement in the future, the two have great differences...
Chapter completed!