Wang Shouren smiled here, without any witty expression on his face: "If he could serve the king with death in the face of danger, this is something that only the sages of all generations had the courage to do. Such a person is in line with the way of a saint and is worthy of the praises of the people of the world."

"But... does the king need the blood of loyal ministers?

He suddenly asked a question.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the classroom became solemn.

Wang Shouren's face also regained his indifference. It has to be said that he is a person who is very good at bewitching people's hearts.

Fang Jifan, who had been standing quietly, raised his lips slightly, and even his clear eyes smiled. In fact, he already knew that Wang Shouren was about to press the corrupt scholars to the ground and rub them against the ground.

It's really exciting.

What he saw in Wang Shouren was a sense of vitality. Even though Wang Shouren was much older than Fang Jifan, Fang Jifan could clearly feel this vigorous vitality.

"unnecessary!"

Wang Shouren replied word by word: "The Ming Dynasty does not need such loyal ministers, and Your Majesty does not need such people, and the people of the world do not need their blood. What the Ming Dynasty needs is the people who are in power when the Tatars attack, and those who are in power can stand up and fight against the Tatars. What Your Majesty needs is that when he is in danger, he will ask what he can do, and those who have received the favor of the country enthusiastically stand up and tell Your Majesty that no Tatar can cross the border, and no Tatar can show off his power in the border town of my Ming Dynasty. His Majesty needs Zhang Qian and Confucian scholars like Ban Chao."

"In times of crisis, people in the world need to stand up and tell them firmly that the Tatars are not scary, and the Tatars also have their weaknesses. Where are our strengths and our weaknesses, we can use the terrain to fight the thieves to the death. The people in the world only need someone to protect them."

"Those who sit here today, although they dare not say that they have received the kindness of the country, they are all good families. Life is over, and our expenses are ten times more than ordinary people. We have a beautiful house and we have slaves around us. Ordinary people must be short of breath when they see us. But if something happens, they only know how to use blood to fulfill their loyalty. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

When everyone heard this, they were already shocked.

Emperor Hongzhi looked at Wang Shouren with bright eyes and gradually felt that he had such a little meaning.

This guy is so bold that he speculated in public whether I need loyal ministers or not.

And in my name, the answer was directly given.

At this time, Wang Shouren shook his head and said, "Therefore, loyalty to the king is the Tao, which only exists in his original heart. If a person who has not read the books of sages, if he is loyal, then will he have no way of sages? I think there is. Jing Ke assassinated the King of Qin, and Jing Ke was loyal to Prince Dan of Yan. With his own strength, under the guard of thousands of Qin troops, he was able to see and attack the King of Qin. Although he was not successful, his spirit could still be called Tao. Jing Ke was not a Confucian scholar, but he also had his own conscience."

"In fact, everyone has a conscience deep in their hearts. Those who read the books of sages are not more superior than others. And those who have never read the books of sages have the same righteous deeds that many people have ever praised even if they are reborn by the Saint Confucius."

"The way of a saint is in the heart. Since it exists in the heart, why should we search up and down like corrupt scholars? We should spend our whole life trying to practice it, so we have to do it! A gentleman has six arts. We learn the method of fencing and killing. If we can face the Tatars after learning, we will not be afraid of facing the Tatars and do not want to use our own blood to achieve loyalty and righteousness, but try our best to use the method of fencing we practice to find the flaws of the Tatars, kill them, and protect the people behind us. This is your conscience, which is one with your practice."

"In your conscience, you don't let the farmers work hard. You learn how to make the grain in the field grow better. You record the growth of crops, write a book of farming books, and then generalize it. This is also the unity of knowledge and action."

"There were 1.5 million scholars and 1.5 million scholars in the Ming Dynasty. Everyone knew the way of saints, the hearts of saints, everyone knew benevolence and politics, everyone knew what loyalty and filial piety and etiquette were, and they knew what kind of etiquette and morality were. If you pick out any of the scholars in the world and ask them what kind of benevolence is, they can shake their heads and tell you: 'Blind dates are called benevolence', but..."

Wang Shouren stared at everyone and continued word by word: "But 99% of these 1.5 million scholars know what the way of saints are, and they also have the heart of saints, but they are sitting and discussing the way, studying hard, talking about the heart and nature, and talking about mountains and rivers. So... what is the use of such people with the way of saints and the heart of saints? When the Tatars come, they are useless, and they have to shed blood; when natural disasters come, the people are starving everywhere, and when people eat each other, they are useless, and they write poems about the suffering of the rise and fall of the people in the world; when the floods are flooded and the world becomes hell, they neither will build dams nor know how to protect the people, but they are still useless as usual."

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Everyone was silent, feeling that they were being slapped in the face by Wang Shouren, and their faces were so painful.

At this time, Emperor Hongzhi was extremely shocked and looked at Wang Shouren calmly, looking thoughtful.

Fang Jifan stood at the door with his hands behind his back, smiling at Wang Shouren...

Sure enough, he is worthy of being his disciple, as sharp as him. Although he was taken a little bit by him in some places, fortunately, Wang Lang, an old man, had been dead for thousands of years. He had the ability to be reincarnated in the Ming Dynasty. Wang Shouren from our family will still scold you to death again.

At this time, Wang Shouren looked up, and under the candlelight, his thin face showed a stubborn look: "This is the person who knows the way of sages. This is the people who offer it. Some eat the king's fortune and some eat the people's fat and ointment. Are these the scholars and officials of the Ming Dynasty? Many people were slaughtered in border towns, and many people were not covered in their bodies, but they could still close the door, turn a blind eye to the things outside the window, and only read the books of sages. What is this? This is a shame! The shame of sages and officials!"

After saying that, Wang Shouren lowered his head and finished speaking.

He obviously didn't intend to give others a chance to continue criticizing him, and then packed up some of the debris on the podium and prepared to leave.

In the school, everyone looked at Wang Shouren, but it was silent.

Really... the scolding was too harsh.

Today, Mr. Wang's words are particularly sharp.

Wang Shouren corrected Rushan on Li and was about to leave.

Suddenly, someone said, "Wouldn't Mr. Wang be talking nonsense too? If the Tatars came in front of him and wanted to come and come to the scholars criticized by Mr. Wang, what's the difference?"

Everyone looked at the person who was talking at the same time.

He is still the same scholar. The scholar's contempt looks very dissatisfied with Wang Shouren and disagrees with Wang Shouren's words.

After all, if someone is slapped in the face, he will be shameless.

Someone will be slapped in the face and will become angry.

This guy belongs to the latter.

He was dissatisfied.

What are you pretending to be good now? Isn’t you just talking big?

Suddenly, many people suddenly realized and started whispering in a low voice.

Many of the people who have been listening to the class these days have come to see Tudou, and many of them have been listening to Wang Shouren's class for the first time.

Therefore, naturally, I am not convinced.

Wang Shouren ignored him and still wanted to raise his legs.

The man seemed to feel that he had poked Wang Shouren's pain point and took the opportunity to continue, "Since they are talking big and talking, why should they speak so sharply? You are right. When a student meets the Tatars, he will definitely fight and urinate, but what about Mr. Wang? I think... it won't be much better than me."

"You said a Tatar?"

Wang Shouren finally stopped and looked back at the man.

Just...the eyes are cold.

But this thin person seemed to just ask the Confucian scholar in a very calm tone.

Emperor Hongzhi still sat with a gentle smile, with a somewhat benevolent attitude.

Zhu Houzhao pulled Fang Jifan's sleeve and whispered: "That boy looked at Yin Tang and looked black. Do you want it..."

"Stop making trouble, this is not a bull." Fang Jifan felt ashamed. He suddenly realized that his prodigal son had become more and more like a good teacher and friend in front of Zhu Houzhao.

The Confucian scholar smiled and said, "I think you dare not, so..."

But when he said so...

Suddenly, a bang!

Wang Shouren's hand slapped hard on the podium.

It was a wooden podium, very strong.

But with this fierce slap, a deafening sound came out.

Everyone looked at Wang Shouren in amazement.

Wang Shouren smiled slightly, then turned around.

But just as he turned around, the podium suddenly cracked and fell to the ground in an instant. In this quiet classroom, the sound was particularly harsh.

No one expected that this palm... had such force.

Although he has no power, in the army, I am afraid that only the bravest warriors can do it.

Everyone's pupils suddenly opened.

Fang Jifan was dumbfounded. Although he knew that Wang Shouren knew martial arts and his martial arts value should not be too bad, he really never expected... Is the disciple playing... a powerful Vajra Palm?

Everyone was shocked.

Even the group of people who seemed to be scholars around Emperor Hongzhi were suddenly nervous, as if they were facing a great enemy, as if they could see some indescribable danger from Wang Shouren. They couldn't help but want to take out the hidden sword from their long sleeves.

However, Emperor Hongzhi immediately stopped him with a look.

Wang Shouren walked off the podium step by step. He did not look back, but left a sentence: "If a Tatar is in front of me, it is not enough. In my opinion, I can only barely be my opponent!"

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Chapter completed!