"That's all we have to do."
Luo Xingchen sighed, feeling that he was really working hard.
I have been doing martial arts for a long time, organizing and training navy troops, and compiling various new training manuals... Among them, I have faced many difficulties.
After finally overcoming many military difficulties, he is now back to where he started.
Fortunately, he still has quite a lot of experience in Confucianism.
Otherwise, it would not have been possible to pass the exam for Jieyuan in the capital by relying on one's own ability.
Back then, he didn't want to continue taking the exam, and I don't know how many people felt sorry for him.
Especially the teachers and classmates at that time.
Among the teachers who have taught him, he has not missed the boxing etiquette in these years.
He has always been serious about respecting teachers and teachings without any ambiguity.
After returning to his room, he rested for a while and then opened the book to read.
Mr. Yuelu, Zhang Taiyue, is indeed from the same lineage as his former teacher. The academy he once attended has a particularly close connection with Bailudong Academy.
After opening some of Mr. Yuelu's papers, Luo Xingchen took a deep breath and generally understood why Mr. Yuelu was rejected by the current Confucian orthodoxy, Dongling Academy and other groups.
This view is simply deviant.
"Determined to work hard, just like a tree. It has roots and buds, but they still have no stems; even if they have stems, they have no branches yet. The branches are followed by leaves, and the leaves are followed by flowers and fruits. When the roots are first planted, just cultivate and irrigate them, don't think about the branches, and don't think about the branches. Think about leaves, don’t think about flowers, don’t think about reality, what’s the use of hanging on to it? But don’t forget the merits of cultivation, are you afraid that there will be no branches, leaves and flowers?”
After reading this paragraph, Luo Xingchen understood that Zhang Taiyue was originally from the school of mind learning, which focused on the unity of knowledge and action.
Dongling Academy is a school of Neo-Confucianism, which wants to "remove human desires and preserve natural principles." It regards the Three Cardinal Principles and the Five Constant Principles as the highest moral standards, and believes that the ethical principles and principles will always exist and be "indelible."
Among these two factions, Luo Xingchen couldn't figure out who was superior and who was inferior.
Both groups have relatively complete theories.
But when it comes to which Confucian theory the upper class, emperors, generals and ministers prefer, it goes without saying that it must be Neo-Confucianism that emphasizes the "Three Cardinal Guidelines and Five Constant Rules".
"Mr. Yuelu is trying to use his arms as a cart."
"How can academic research be developed even if the emperor doesn't like it?"
"Even if bureaucrats from Dongling Academy occupy the court, the emperor is not willing to use the Xinxue school to deal with the Neo-Confucian school..."
Luo Xingchen sighed again.
It seemed that this time was more difficult than he imagined.
Perhaps Qi Xingyun did not fully support him, perhaps he just regarded him as a tool.
"But the difficult times in the world are not a reason to shrink from moving forward. Since you have chosen to move forward, you should move forward courageously."
Luo Xingchen took a deep breath and his eyes brightened. At this moment, his spirit was already high.
All the time, the challenges he faced were within control, and almost nothing was difficult for him.
But this time it was different. His enemies on the surface were already powerful enough, not to mention the enemies hidden under the water, which were even more powerful.
On this day, he stayed up late and read most of the night before falling asleep.
In the next few days, he studied behind closed doors, did not go out, and did not contact anyone.
…
At the same time, that night, Zi Yan took Wang Sa outside the city.
"It's getting dark now. Do we really want to go outside?" Wang Sa curled his neck and looked at the night outside, feeling a little depressed.
"What? Have you been playing with Madam for a long time recently? Are you feeling broken down? Or are you having the same old problem again?" Zi Yan rolled her eyes at Wang Sa and sneered.
Wang Sa couldn't help but shuddered and hurriedly defended: "No, no, I'm in good health..."
"The old problem has been cured a long time ago." Wang Sa grinned, revealing a big face. At the same time, he straightened his back and walked with a breeze.
Even if he was afraid, he didn't dare to show it seriously. After all, he knew Zi Yan's temperament well.
If he dared to admit that his old problem was not completely cured, Zi Yan would dare to throw him into a mass grave again, and even let him stay alone in the funeral room for a month at night.
What Zi Yan did last time really made him collapse.
It would be false to say that this old problem has not improved at all. He is indeed much better now than before, but it is also wrong to say that he is completely cured and has not left any root behind.
"Since you are already well, stop talking nonsense and follow me." Zi Yan sneered again.
She had already seen Wang Sa's current stern and lustful nature, but she did not reveal it. Some things were best left open but not revealed.
"The village in front is Majiazhuang?"
Through the dim moonlight, Wang Sa saw a village ahead, submerged among the vigorous trees.
"Yes, it's Majiazhuang. We're here to meet someone tonight." Zi Yan nodded. She hid the little red horse in the distance and walked all the way with Wang Sa.
It was just that the road passed a place full of lonely graves, which made Wang Sa a little scared.
However, from a distance, the village looks very peaceful, and stars and lights can be vaguely seen.
Usually on nights like this, most people in the village go to bed early.
In recent days, the temperature has dropped sharply, and farmers in the village will get cold if they don't go to bed.
"Who do you need to meet at night? Can't you come during the day?" Wang Sa asked doubtfully.
"During the day, this person is not at home, and he will be seen by interested people." Zi Yan said.
"Okay, you are the eldest sister, you have the final say."
Wang Sa knew that it was useless to continue asking. What Zi Yan wanted to say had already been said. What he didn't want to say, he would not get the answer he wanted even if he asked the question, so it was better to stop.
Walking into the village, Wang Sa saw the flower-skinned dog lying under the big tree at the head of the village.
When the dog opened its eyes and prepared to bark, Zi Yan took out a piece of meat and threw it out.
The flower-skinned dog rushed out without any principles, took the meat in its mouth, ate it happily, and waggled its tail happily towards Zi Yan.
Wang Sa could only lament that this dog was so unprincipled that he bought it off with just a piece of meat.
If he were that dog, he would not compromise until he had two pieces of meat!
"The person I'm looking for is at the entrance of the village. He is the butcher in the village and a hunter with good skills..."
Zi Yan whispered while walking towards inside.
After going around a bend, we found a house at the head of the village. It looked like a brick and stone house with a small courtyard outside.
Naturally, Zi Yan did not go forward, but climbed directly over the wall of the courtyard.
When it landed, it was silent.
Before Wang Sa landed, he also prepared a piece of meat, but after he landed, he realized that the meat he prepared was not used.
Zi Yan walked quickly, walked to the door, and knocked on the door.
"Ahem, who is it?" Along with a cough, an old voice came from inside.
