Zhu Xu and his friends finished their meal quickly, rested for a while, then calmly left the inn and walked towards Yangzhou Prefecture School.

The Royal Military Academy is currently expanding, with only a few places where there are military academies. The Royal Military Academy is different, with tentacles and all over the Ming Dynasty.

Provincial prefectures and counties and courts strictly require that there must be a college. The biggest ones are often called provincial school, provincial school, and county school.

What Zhu Xu and others were going to go was Yangzhou Prefecture School and Yangzhou Academy.

"Young Master,"

Cao Huachun followed Zhu Xu and introduced: "Yangzhou Academy is the largest provincial school in Jiangsu, and the number of enrollment is also quite large. According to reports from Jiangsu Province, there are about 700 people, and one-third of the civilian students account for."

Zhu Xu raised his eyebrows and said, "I remember the request at that time was no less than half, right?"

Cao Huachun said: "The situation in Yangzhou, Suzhou, and Yingtian is relatively complicated and involves many things. After considering it, the Ministry of Personnel decided, and agreed to this situation."

Zhu Xu nodded thoughtfully, which was helpless. These places were too prosperous and the Ministry of Personnel also had to consider the following emotions, such as salt merchants, were their children considered civilians or ‘gentry’? There were many other wealthy families in all sizes, which invisibly had an impact on this proportion.

Zhu Xu and others soon came to a large courtyard. The plaque was written in four large characters "Yangzhou Academy". The handwriting was rigorous, the structure was strong, and the outside was square and the inside was round.

"Zhou Yingqiu's handwriting?" Zhu Xu said with his hands behind his back.

Officials of the Ming Dynasty, no matter how big or small, were from the imperial examinations. They were outstanding in articles and calligraphy, and they also liked to keep calligraphy everywhere. Being able to leave plaques in such academies would naturally be considered "fame passed down to the world". Compared with official positions, many people prefer "fame".

Cao Huachun also smiled. Because the emperor's handwriting was a bit unprofitable, few people would ask the emperor to write something, so the court officials deliberately did not leave their names, which was rare to see here.

"Go in and take a look."

Zhu Xu shook the folding fan in his hand and walked in with a swagger.

Without any obstacles, there were not many people in front of the courtyard gate. Zhu Xu and others walked straight inside.

"Is it a vacation today?" Zhu Xu walked for a while and said in confusion. The academy was very quiet, and no one was seen when I came and went.

Cao Huachun was also surprised and said, "No, I've inquired before, and the vacation will be two days later."

As soon as Cao Huachun finished speaking, Cao Bianjiao suddenly said, "Young Master, look here."

Zhu Xu was stunned and followed Cao Bianjiao's hand. There was a notice. When he approached, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Unfortunately, all the students were taken to military training today."

Cao Huachun's expression changed slightly. He was about to apologize when a shout came from a distance.

"What does it mean that people are not sages without fault?"

"Say or not!"

"Tell me!"

Zhu Xu and others turned around and saw a young man in a corner not far from the bulletin board, and was blocked by several young men in gorgeous clothes. He punched and kicked him while asking fiercely.

Zhu Xu held his hands behind his back, without moving, and watched quietly.

The young man who was beaten had a bruised nose and swollen face, his whole body was covered with footprints, and he was huddled in the corner without saying a word.

"If you don't say it, I'll beat you until you say it, I'll beat you until you can't attend class tomorrow!" The leading young man kicked hard and said angrily.

The young man huddled in the corner changed his face slightly, and he suddenly broke free from the few people, stood up, his eyes turned red, and said fiercely: "Who is not a sage? Where are there sages in the world? Confucius and Mencius are just deliberately praised by later generations. Are they not humans? Do they have parents? Since they are not sages, why don't they make mistakes!"

When the three of them heard this, the leader was furious and kicked over, kicking the young man who was talking to the ground, gritting his teeth and saying, "The saint is a saint, how can you talk randomly!"

"Boss, take him away and leave him to the dean for disposal!"

"Yes, I don't respect Confucius and Mencius, slander the saints. He is evil and should be severely punished!"

The young man kicked to the ground had cold sweat on his head and gritted his teeth, "You are stubborn and you only read the so-called 'classics'. Don't you know the saying, 'You must practice it if you know this,' even if the dean punishes me today, I will never surrender!"

The three of them looked full of hatred, and the leader looked ferocious and said, "You little apprentices dare to be so arrogant and rebellious. You must be severely punished. Today I will not let you go. Take it away for me and give it to his professor first, and see what he says!"

"Walk!"

"Get up and go for me!"

The three of them dragged the beaten young man up and walked towards the back of the academy.

Zhu Xu watched the young man being dragged away, with his hands behind his back, his expression still, but his eyes were far and deep.

Cao Huachun and Cao Bianjiao were both confused. The emperor always wanted to stand up for justice. Why didn’t he speak today?

After waiting for a while, Cao Huachun stepped closer and whispered, "Young Master..."

Zhu Xu waved his hand and said nothing.

He was still thinking, this was a microcosm, an inevitable thing.

Although he has played the edge ball as much as possible in the textbook, once it is involved in "seeking truth from facts", students will inevitably question the deified "sages". In addition, the "physics" course involves the "ghosts and gods" and the theory of "ghosts and gods" is even more "nonsense".

The students question Confucianism, but they are actually questioning the 'saint'.

The saint has been deified for nearly two thousand years. Who dares to question it? Even the emperor Zhu Xu, you must be very cautious when it comes to this. If you are not good, you will become the public enemy of the whole world, and the most trusted person will oppose him!

‘But all reforms are physical, and ideological reforms are already impatient…’

Zhu Xu whispered in his heart. The scene just now is definitely not an isolated case. In other colleges, even those graduates, such things will inevitably encounter "resistance" when facing old forces and old ideas. This "resistance" will become more and more intense, and sooner or later will form a greater confrontation and storm.

‘How can we make the perfect connection between ‘natural science’ and ‘Confucianism’ and slowly overdo it…’

Zhu Xu's face was quiet and his eyes were cold.

Confucianism is about imprisonment and enclosing people's thoughts in a cage. Zhu Xu needs to break this cage, but it cannot be too intense. New ideas have not even appeared in the bud, and they cannot "break" Confucian classics naturally. They will only cause confusion in thought and push the Ming Dynasty to the brink of danger.

‘Thoughts are the product of economic development and needs. The Ming Dynasty’s economy is not enough. Even if it develops like this, it may take two hundred years to wait. I can’t wait…’

Zhu Xu was thinking in his mind that we must use thoughts to guide development, but how should we do this idea?

"Go and check what the student is called." Zhu Xu's eyes lit up and he suddenly said.

Just as Cao Huachun was about to respond, Cao Bianjiao suddenly took a few steps. He picked up a note where the young people were before, walked over and handed it to Zhu Xu.

Zhu Xu took it and flipped it up casually.

After just a few glances, his expression couldn't help but move.

‘Trust the power of the world to the people of the world’

‘A man cannot govern himself by the world. If he governs himself alone, he will punish him in a lot of ways, and if he treats him in a lot of ways, he will punish him in a lot of ways’

"In ancient times, the king never disliked wealth. If the people get the profit, the source of wealth will be beneficial to the officials; if the officials are dedicated to the profit, the source of wealth will be damaged by the people's resources'

‘Those who are good at doing their country will hide it from the people, and those who are good at doing their country will hide it from the people’

Zhu Xu squinted his eyes and his face moved.

The young man’s thoughts are ‘very dangerous’!

The one in front is against the dictatorship of the imperial power, and the latter talks about "profit", supporting "a gentleman speaks of profit", and hopes that the wealth of the world will be hidden from the people... In addition, he just questioned Confucius and Mencius, but fortunately this book was not spread, otherwise he would definitely be sent directly to the yamen, and it would not be an exaggeration to sentence him to death!

"Bijiao, go and check who this person is for me. Take good care of me, and I want to see him."

Zhu Xu put the book in his arms, and even Cao Huachun was not going to let him read it.

"Yes." Cao Bianjiao agreed and sent two people over.

Cao Huachun knew Zhu Xu's thoughts best. There were signs before. He even asked Qian Qianyi to go south to preside over the Yingtian Prefecture imperial examination. Now he is even more meeting this young man... I am afraid something will happen!

Cao Huachun was worried and stepped forward and whispered: "Young Master, Master Bi Ge and others have noticed the conflict between the students in the academy before, so they are already preparing to revise the course."
Chapter completed!