Time passed by, and another half a month passed.

During the past half month, Xishan is still very busy, attracting refugees everywhere, and many people are even more motivated than before.

The newspaper had already stirred up storms. Because it was the emperor's personal instruction, the teaching content about Fang Jifan was delivered to all the officials as quickly as possible.

Once the unusual content appears in the diary newspaper, it is obviously an unusual signal sent from the palace, which is enough to make countless people understand the profound meaning behind the diary.

Fang Jifan...

These three words obviously began to gradually surface. Of course, he is no longer the identity of a scumbag.

Can there be so many big reasons for having brain disease?

Many people are depressed and can't figure it out.

During this period, the promotion of sweet potatoes finally began to smoothly start. The thousands of acres of land in the Fang family, plus the thousands of acres of land granted by Xinjianbo, as well as the Longquan Temple and the West Mountain, a large amount of land began to plant new seedlings, full of vitality everywhere.

Zhang Xin was busy and very busy. He rode his horse back and forth between Longquan Temple and the West Mountain every day.

He became dark, lost weight, and became bad, and even cursed.

Seeing that the farmers were not good at cultivating and slapping the seedlings, he was so angry that he stamped his feet and cursed him all over. This county horse, who should have been gentle, had a little more murderous aura.

New seedlings are his lifeblood. He has been able to raise his hands and has written a book about cultivation techniques, which is full of experiences and experiences in planting.

...

And the day of choosing an official is about to come.

The new Jinshi are ready to go.

Only Wang Shouren couldn't be happy at all.

He locked himself in the study room again, for half a month.

Wang Hua arrived at the study and looked at his son sitting blankly, his bearded and stared at the desk with his eyes fixed on it. There were still characters on the desk, but... this character is no longer the unity of knowledge and action, but "the way is simple, knowledge and action are unity."

Wang Hua sighed, sat aside, looking at his son with bloodshot eyes. After all, he was from Hanlin and was a young minister of the Zhan Shi family. Wang Hua's theoretical level is still very high. He is determined to enlighten this stupid child!

So he cleared his throat and said, "Well... the great way is simple, and knowledge and action are united. These eight characters have a bit of Zen meaning. Bo'an, what Taoist books have you read recently?"

Wang Hua smiled and was mentally prepared to communicate with his son well so as to pull him out of the abyss.

I usually teach the stubborn Prince His Highness at the Zhan Shi Mansion, but I can't get it right? No matter how naughty his son is, he is always much better than the stubborn Prince.

You have to be patient.

A glimmer suddenly appeared in Wang Shouren's eyes and said, "I'm wrong, I'm wrong."

"What?" Wang Hua was stunned, was wrong, took the wrong medicine?

Wang Shouren suddenly stood up and shouted, "They are all wrong."

"…………” Wang Hua tried his best to hold back his worries and still smiled: “Who...who is wrong?”

"All Confucian scholars in the world are wrong, and they are very wrong."

"..." Wang Hua's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a bad feeling: "Confucian scholars all over the world?"

Wang Shouren stared at Wang Hua and became ecstatic. He took a deep breath and began to say word by word: "Xunzi!"

"Xunzi?" Wang Huan felt as if he was struck by lightning!

Xunzi is a saint, the first Confucian scholar after Confucius and Mencius.

I heard Wang Shouren continue: "Dong Zhongshu!"

“…”

Wang Shouren trembled with excitement, and he continued ecstaticly: "Cheng Yi..."

"Mr. Cheng...He...What do you mean?" Wang Hua felt even more and more uncomfortable.

At this time, Wang Shouren raised his head and raised his hand. His joy began to restrain himself, his eyes began to become deeper, and gradually, he seemed to have confidence. He continued: "Zhu Xi!"

"Zhu Xi?" Wang Hua's face was tragic.

"Lu Jiuyuan!"

Another person, everyone Wang Shouren said, is all the sages of ancient times.

Wang Shouren had a sharp look in his eyes. He stared at his father and said seriously: "They were all wrong, they were very wrong. The Confucian schools were famous all over the world for interpreting Confucius and Mencius, and are still circulated today. But what is the original study of Confucius and Mencius? In fact, no one knows that over the past thousand years, countless scriptures and annotations have turned a short Analects into a vast knowledge. Countless Confucian scholars pursued their lives, but they had no way to see the truth itself."

Wang Hua covered his heart, looked shaky, and his lips trembled: "You...you... are not my son..."

Being a rebellious, this is a rebellious.

It’s okay if you criticize the Han Confucians. You criticize the Confucians of Lu Jiuyuan, and you can also say that you criticize Cheng and Zhu? The Wang family has the present by studying Cheng and Zhu.

Wang Shouren fell into a certain kind of fanaticism, with an unusually solemn expression on his face: "But where is the real way? The great way is simple. The Master said benevolence, and there is no need for countless great scholars to interpret what benevolence is. Benevolence itself is benevolence; the Master said benevolence, so why should countless people interpret benevolence based on these two words? Benevolence, benevolence, is knowledge. Once you have known it, you will no longer explore the principles of knowing it. Therefore, the Master said that a gentleman is quick to act. Since he has known it, he should do it. This is called the unity of knowledge and action!"

"Nonsense, you're nonsense!" Wang Hua shouted excitedly. His face was pale and he stood up unconsciously, stomped his feet, tears wet his clothes: "You are not my son, how can you say such words? You are crazy."

Wang Shouren looked at his father with a steady scrutiny and said, "I didn't say nonsense. Liu Bang entered Guanzhong and made three rules, so Guanzhong decided. With these three rules, everyone could know what to do and what not to do. But since then, the world has many criminal laws, based on my Daming Law and the Great Edict. There are thousands of names and rules, so many complexities. What is the result? The result is that officials do not know the law, and the people do not know what to do and what not to do. In the end, the confused officials can make up laws and orders at will, and they can judge people's life and death. The people who are more ignorant of laws and orders will know nothing and can only be slaughtered."

"The fundamental of the law is actually simple. If it is simple and clear, the judge will know what crime he has committed at a glance. The more simple the people will know whether they have violated the law, and the people in the world also know the law. If they think it is unreasonable, they can question it. Only in this way can they do their best to make the world fair. But if the law is as vast as the sea, then it will become a people who do not know the law, and the officials do not know what the law is. In the end, this pile of laws and regulations will become a thing that harms the people!"

"The same is true for Tao.... Confucius and Mencius have always been consistent in their studies, but they are just diligent and kind. But now... I dare to ask my father, after you have been reading books for so many years, do you dare to say that you have learned the great way of a saint?"

“…”

Wang Hua was stunned when he asked this.

He is the top scorer, he is the youngest Zhanshi in the Zhanshi family. It can be said that he is one of the few people with the highest theoretical level in the Ming Dynasty.

But when his son asked this, he was stunned.

If his son asked him, how to understand it? He might be able to talk freely and talk for ten days and half a month.

If his son asked him, Confucius climbed the East Mountain, he would naturally be content and talkative, and discuss it with Confucius climbing the East Mountain.

But... what is the saint's way...

He was silent. He learned too many principles of saints. After ten years of hard work, he wrote books in the Hanlin Academy for ten years. The books he read and the books he read could fill the entire Wang family, but...

After a while, he finally said: "Master Cheng's book has already told the saint's way, why should I ask me?"

This is sophistry.

Only Master Cheng has the power to interpret saints.

Wang Shouren laughed and said, "No, why does the words of Saint Confucius need Master Cheng to interpret? Confucius said, Cheng Ren, Meng said, "That's all," Is the word "benevolence and righteousness?" Is there anyone who needs to interpret the word "benevolence and righteousness" on their behalf?"

"You...you are crazy." Wang Hua cried, and tears really fell from his turbid eyes.

He can't stand his son like this.

There shouldn't be such a person in the Wang family?

Which of the children born in the Wang family is not a moderate person and is praised by others?

But now, son, how can you do this?

This is my own flesh and blood, and my closest relative, but now my son questiones his idea that he has believed in for decades.

Wang Shouren's eyes were shining with light, which was brilliant: "The Analects of Confucius is so simple and clear, but the great scholars of later generations made it extremely complicated, making people read the books of saints but not knowing the wishes of saints. This is like the three chapters of the law, and it eventually became today's great edicts and clear laws. Instead of exploring what benevolence and righteousness is, it is better to learn from Fang Jifan, and have a natural conscience and yearning for benevolence and righteousness in his heart, and practice and implement it. In the book, he says love for the people and the people are the foundation. Where are the people? Are the people in the book? The people are not in the book, the people are in our Wang family's mansion, and the door wall of the Wang family In addition, they are only a short distance from you, my father and son. But we can't see, but we can't see clearly. But we locked ourselves in this book house, silently chanting the golden house in the book. There is a Yan Ruyu in the book, and we will pursue the people in the book, and learn the so-called great rule of the world and great rule in the world. There is no need for corrupt scholars to teach me, but we have the idea of ​​a saint in our hearts and just lean over to do it. Even if we just place a refugee, even if we can make one person, a family, and a surname can eat and drink enough, and make them live and work in peace and contentment, that is benevolence, benevolence, and the virtue of the saint!"

Wang Hua was so angry that he was beating his chest and stumbled. He couldn't control his emotions anymore. He shouted hysterically: "Where did you learn the deviant words!"

Wang Shouren was silent for a moment and said, "My teacher... Fang Jifan..."

“…”

Wang Hua stopped talking.

The howling stopped.

My teacher... Fang Jifan...

These five words, like needles, poked Wang Hua's heart.

then……

Wang Hua, obviously... cried again!

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Sorry, I feel a little slow in my head because I sleep less, so I write this chapter a little slower!
Chapter completed!