Chapter 1,238 Heresy under the Mainstream

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Hiding away from the world to study books is not something unfamiliar to the great Confucians of this era. To be precise, they often do this.

In addition, Fenggao is indeed a place that is more prosperous than the imagination of these great scholars. There are people shopping and people everywhere. This is indeed a grand scene of governance and prosperity, but it is obvious that this kind of place is not suitable for studying books.

Even though the place Jian Yong arranged for this group of people was a very secluded courtyard, when he went out and saw the crowds, even the great scholar's mood was a little shaken.

It's no joke that they can't be prosperous and charming. Finding a secluded place to think and write in a secluded place is most in line with their mentality.

So Jian Yong gathered everyone together and said: "Fenggao is really not suitable for studying. We should go to Mount Tai to find a valley to hide from the world, recuperate, and stay there to study."

Naturally, all the great scholars agreed to this proposal. They didn't mind much about food and accommodation. Most of these people had once opened a piece of land and farmed their own land.

There was no problem living in the valley, so Jian Yong brought this group of people, as well as their best second and third disciples, along with food, clothing, and guards, and more than a hundred people went there. In a certain valley of Mount Tai, I was escaping from the world and studying books.

Jian Yong said that since it was going to be far away and remote, he should walk further in. Anyway, there were more than 20 elite sergeants escorting him, so it was not a problem at all, so he walked and walked, and finally a group of people couldn't tell the direction. Only then did I find that remote valley.

Zang Ba and others found this valley after searching for a long time in Mount Tai, and the place was extremely remote. Most people would not be able to find it without someone to guide them. Similarly, most people would have to feed the tigers if they wanted to go out without someone to guide them.

There is no doubt that this place is very suitable for seclusion, especially after more than 20 sergeants blocked the entrance of the valley and there was no longer any danger. After all the food and drink supplies in the valley were arranged, all the great scholars began to meticulously compile books.

Even after living in such a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters for half a year, I found that my thoughts were pouring out, and some of the great scholars had no interest in leaving the mountain. Especially a guy like Wang Lie who has no children and no worries, and just likes to study books and cultivate his moral character.

Staying in this deep mountain and old forest, you don't have to worry about the cost of food and drink. For Wang Lie, there is nothing that makes him happier than this.

Of course, when they know that their Confucianism is about to be beaten to death by hundreds of schools of thought. There are really very few people who can still maintain this kind of mentality.

"Why did Duke Kang Cheng go to the depths of Mount Tai to study?" A Confucian scholar looked at the student Zheng Xuan in front of him with a crazy expression.

"May I ask, senior brother, why do you want to see the teacher?" Zheng Xuan's disciple asked calmly, with a calm demeanor.

"Your Majesty, where are Guan Shi and the others?" The scholar immediately asked Wang Lie, Guan Ning and others about their whereabouts. "And where are Pang Gong and the others?"

By the way, Pang Degong was a very strange person. He had never planned to leave Jingzhou for Pang Tong. However, when the oracle bone inscriptions came out and called on the world's great scholars to identify him, Pang Degong ran to Mount Tai without hesitation, without worrying about being detained at all.

Also coming was Sima Hui from Jingxiang. In short, the digging of oracle bone inscriptions and the exploration of the foundation of hundreds of schools of thought before the Yi, as well as the origin of the dictionary, have indeed brought together all the famous Confucianists in the world. This is indeed a grand event for Confucianism!

"They're all gone. The teacher felt that Fenggao was too noisy, so he went to the depths of Mount Tai a few days ago to retreat from the world and study. My two senior brothers also followed him." Wang Jing, a disciple of Zheng Xuan, looked at this in confusion. The Confucian scholar was already a little panicked.

"It's over!" The scholar smiled bitterly. The Confucians' collective reflex arc was not too long. They might not have discovered the secrets in Xu Zijiang's article at first, but how could they not have noticed it if the time was a little longer. It turned out to be too late!

Zheng Xuan's students had been studying behind closed doors and naturally did not know about the list of civil servants that was so popular in the world. To be precise, Chen Xi had no intention of going to the Taishan area to know about this list prematurely.

Fortunately, at this time, the speed of information dissemination and the channels for dissemination were very limited, and the authorities reached out to cut it off. None of the great scholars in Mount Tai knew this.

Seeing that Zheng Xuan's students looked ignorant, the scholar quickly told Zheng Xuan's students the cause and effect of the whole incident, "We need to quickly find someone to take charge of the overall situation."

"Well, if Qu Hanmou can accomplish this, I, as a Confucian, would not say to take one step back, but even three steps back. What if we take a step back to the early Han Dynasty?" Wang Jing was not surprised after hearing this.

"Why do you think so? This matter is no longer a matter of Qu Hanmou alone, but has become a matter of hundreds of schools of thought against my Confucian school!" Jiao Xian scolded.

"Is there anything wrong with hundreds of schools of thought correcting mistakes for my Confucian school?" Wang Jing replied with a smile, "Since you know your mistakes, why don't you correct them? Since you have made mistakes, why can't they be pointed out? It's just merit and demerit, so what's the point of hiding it? "

There is one sentence that Wang Jing does not say, that is, Confucianism is wrong, but it is also meritorious. At least Confucianism establishes virtue and has not made unforgivable mistakes during the three hundred years of exclusive Confucianism. In this case, how can it be a hundred schools of thought? All that can be defeated in a short period of time is nothing more than the changing of the wind and water.

"Why are you so stupid? Do you want those clay legs to step on our heads?" At this time, some Confucian scholars had already seen through the hidden meaning of the list, which was to promote such lowly industries as agriculture, industry and commerce!

Unlike Baijia who is barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes, after all Baijia knows very well that if he doesn't fight and continues like this, sooner or later his thoughts will be wiped out!

The Yin-Yang School has become a matter of looking at Feng Shui, looking for dragons and caves, and digging ancestral graves; the concepts of infinity and molecules of the famous masters have all become the sophistry of peddlers; the Mohist school of universal love but non-aggression, mechanical theory, and mathematical research have all become the lowly lower class. Profession……

Okay, since we are all inferior except for you Confucians who are human beings, then I don’t care what you Confucians do. Instead of waiting until one day all the ideas represented by our hundreds of schools of thought become false, and the inheritors of our hundreds of schools of thought will be replaced by you. If Confucianism has become a lowly profession, it is better to fight now!

"Are farmers, industrialists, and merchants stupid?" Wang Jingyi asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Isn't it?" The Confucian scholar couldn't care less at this time.

"No wonder we Confucians are being criticized by hundreds of schools of thought. I think so." Wang Jing turned and walked away, "I am talking to you first as a farmer. After supporting myself, I studied with the teacher and became a scholar. , scholars come from agriculture, industry, and commerce. The sages taught according to their aptitude and became scholars. Heaven descends and calls?" (To be continued.)

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