"His Majesty."
In the Jiaofang Hall, Zhuo Wenjun, who had finished serving the emperor, saw Li Yunze lying there with his eyes closed and looking comfortable. He remembered the message sent by those outside the palace, took a breath and leaned on Li Yunze's chest and said, "Da Sinong has knelt down. It’s been a day”
"Um?"
Li Yunze suddenly opened his eyes, and his sharp gaze made Zhuo Wenjun's heart jump involuntarily.
Fortunately, Li Yunze glared at her and then closed his eyelids, "Who asked you to intercede?"
Zhuo Wenjun wanted to say no, but he didn't dare to lie. He could only say honestly, "It's a message sent by someone from my father."
"Ah."
Li Yunze turned over, revealing his strong and broad back. "Instead of doing business well, he is involved in these things. It seems that the father-in-law has been very busy recently."
According to the established rules, when Zhuo Wenjun became the queen, her father Zhuo Wangsun should be made a marquis.
It's a pity that Li Yunze never spoke, which also explained in disguise his firm belief in reducing the vassal state.
However, for Zhuo Wangsun, this was unbearable.
He was about to reach the sky in one step, but the emperor didn't give him a chance. Why?
Because of this, Confucianism was greatly shocked by Li Yunze's stance on Confucianism. He quickly contacted him and tried his best to change Li Yunze's mind.
"His Majesty."
Zhuo Wenjun, who looked flustered, wanted to explain something, but was interrupted by Li Yunze, "Go and tell the abbot, don't stay in Chang'an City if you have nothing to do, and go back to Shu County to do business."
Zhuo Wenjun cried secretly, feeling really aggrieved, but he had to nod in response.
"Here."
She sniffed and asked, "Where is Da Sinong?"
"If he wants to kneel, let him kneel." Li Yunze waved his hand impatiently, "I want to see how he chooses between the school and the people of the world. If you don't want to be slandered, then be smart and think clearly about what you should do. What."
The so-called Da Si Nong, of course, has a different look.
Yan Yi's ancestor was Yan Hui, who was the first of the seventy-two sages of Confucius and was undoubtedly a disciple of Confucianism.
Li Yunze issued a ban on Confucianism. As the spokesperson of Confucianism with the highest status in the court at this time, Yan Yi naturally had the unshirkable responsibility to come forward to persuade.
But Li Yunze didn't see him at all, and Yan Yi simply knelt down outside the palace gate.
Zhuo Wenjun had no choice but to get up and wash his mouth.
After all, she spent a lot of time trying to convince the emperor.
Yan Yi knelt outside the palace gate for two days, but still failed to be summoned by the emperor.
Finally, his body couldn't bear it anymore, he fainted and was sent back to his home.
The Confucian scholars in Chang'an City were all as gloomy as if their close relatives had died.
Undoubtedly, Wei Wan was the most unlucky. The front door of his house was smashed.
Under the turbulent public sentiment, someone even almost broke into the house.
In the early Han Dynasty, the mainstream thinking in the court was the Huang-Lao method of treating by doing nothing, which was mainly to heal the wounds caused by the war in the late Qin Dynasty.
However, the main battlefield of Huang-Lao's art was in the upper echelons of the imperial court. Among the people, among the hundreds of schools of thought, only Confucianism flourished.
The reason is naturally not because Confucianism is awesome, but because Confucianism promotes education without distinction.
Compared with those schools that are very strict in selecting disciples and successors, Confucianism's teaching without distinction can be said to have directly opened up the fault line.
After all, Confucians are willing to teach you regardless of your status or origin, as long as you are an individual.
In an era where knowledge is monopolized, this is undoubtedly the king.
Even nearly half of the scholars in the world are Confucian.
It is precisely because of having such a huge foundation that later in history, Confucianism was exclusively respected and hundreds of schools of thought were deposed.
Of course, after there were no competitors, Confucianism quickly degenerated into Confucianism, and everyone knows what happened after that.
At this time, the emperor suddenly closed the door leading upward, which naturally caused violent fluctuations in Confucianism.
In Yan Yi's house, many Confucian scholars gathered here, and they kept arguing with each other.
At this time, Confucian scholars from various schools were quarreling purely for the sake of quarreling, venting their fear and anger.
Of course, Wei Wan must have been unanimously despised by all the Confucian scholars.
"Isn't this a shark eagle? Why do you want to offend the emperor when you have nothing to do?"
"I really thought that since I had been the emperor's teacher, I would be able to speak without hesitation. Now I'm fine. I've been deceived."
"What does the King of Huainan have to do with my Confucianism? Wei Wan, an old man, is hateful!"
"This person actually still has the face to survive, it's really disgusting!"
'.'
Amidst the din of chatter, the weak Yan Yi finally came out.
A group of Confucian scholars came forward one after another and asked what should Confucians do now?
If it really doesn't work, the only option is to break up.
After all, the emperor has already said to his face that as long as the emperor is still alive, he will not give Confucianism a chance to succeed.
Judging from the narrow-mindedness of Emperor Liu, Confucianism has almost no future.
"Everyone."
Yan Yi raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet first. Unfortunately, the excited Confucian scholars made too much noise and couldn't quiet down for a while.
Basically, these people came to participate in the imperial examination, and some even stayed for several years, ten years or even decades.
After finally getting a chance to stand out, now he is directly suffocated to death. Who can bear this?
Yan Yi coughed twice and was about to ask everyone to calm down and discuss countermeasures together, but someone hurried over outside and shouted, "Wei Wan is out of the house!"
The Confucian scholars were immediately in an uproar, and many were gearing up to teach this harmful man a lesson.
Then the person who reported the news said, "Wearing a sword, he walked all the way to Weiyang Palace."
The uproar in the yard finally subsided.
Many people looked at each other, already understanding Wei Wan's plan.
Of course, it was impossible for Wei Wan to stab the emperor with a sword. The only possibility was that he wanted to use his own life to fight for opportunities for Confucianism.
'Cough cough cough~~~'
Yan Yi, who looked anxious, coughed repeatedly and asked the servant to quickly prepare a car to go to Weiyang Palace.
When Yan Yi's carriage hurriedly arrived in front of Weiyang Palace, the only person he saw was Wei Wan lying in a pool of blood.
"Your Majesty~~~" Yan Yi, who got off the carriage, immediately collapsed on the ground when he saw this scene, tears flowing uncontrollably, "Why is this happening!?"
He really couldn't understand why the emperor was so unkind to Confucianism.
If you don't want to be seen, then why do you let yourself be a big farmer? Moreover, during the imperial examination, many Confucian disciples passed the examination.
Is it really because of Wei Wan's rude words?
There was nothing Wei Wan could do, even if he didn't want to die.
On the one hand, it is the future of Confucianism, and on the other hand, it is the face of the emperor.
With both sides squeezing him, Wei Wan had no choice but to die.
Yan Yi vomited blood and was hurried back to the mansion with the help of servants.
But most of the Confucian scholars who came over looked happy when they saw the scene in front of them.
They felt that if Wei Wan committed suicide, the emperor would probably let the Confucianists go.
But the result was that Li Yunze had no intention of letting go.
He had already been completely disappointed with Confucianism and was unwilling to give them even a chance.
The news in Chang'an City always touches the heartstrings of people all over the world.
After hearing the news that Confucianism was disliked by the emperor, Confucian leaders from all over the world naturally couldn't sit still and set off to Chang'an City to find a solution.
The so-called hundreds of schools of thought, no matter what their thoughts are, will ultimately be realized through the emperor and the court.
A more intuitive manifestation is that if the school wants to survive, the prerequisite is to be able to exist in the imperial court.
For example, if Confucianism is directly banned by the emperor at this time, this is a major event where the world collapses and the spread of the world is directly cut off.
"Da Si Nong."
Dong Zhongshu entered Chang'an City and went straight to Yan Yi's residence, "What does the emperor mean?"
Not having the time or thought to be polite, Dong Zhongshu came over and got straight to the point.
"The emperor has made up his mind." Yan Yi, who looked haggard, shook his head repeatedly. "A few days ago, he issued a decree that all those in the court who were born in Confucianism should either withdraw from Confucianism or resign."
"hiss."
Dong Zhongshu took a breath, "Is it so serious?"
"That's right." Yan Yi smiled bitterly, "I've found everyone I can find. It's useless for anyone to say anything. Your Majesty is determined to destroy Confucianism."
Dong Zhongshu, who frowned and asked in confusion, "What's the reason? Everything has a reason, right? Why does the emperor hate my Confucianism so much? When the First Emperor burned books and harassed Confucianism, he wasn't so ruthless. This is digging up the roots of Confucianism!"
Yan Yi didn't want to talk anymore. He had said everything he should say and shouldn't, but the emperor didn't listen.
Dong Zhongshu wandered around for a few times, and then said to Yan Yi, "I want to see your Majesty."
Yan Yi, who had a plain face, had given up completely and nodded indifferently, "I can help you talk about it, but I don't know if His Majesty is willing to see you."
"Thank you."
Li Yunze naturally knew Dong Zhongshu's name.
So not surprisingly, Dong Zhongshu arrived at Weiyang Palace a few days later.
"Greetings to your majesty, your majesty will live forever~~~"
Dong Zhongshu saluted and stood up, looking at the emperor with extraordinary momentum, and was secretly shocked that he really was so magnanimous. '
"Dong Zhongshu."
Li Yunze looked at the man in front of him who had single-handedly pushed Confucianism to its peak. "Why did you come to see me today?"
"His Majesty."
Dong Zhongshu didn't talk nonsense, he just lied down and said, "May I ask Your Majesty, how can we let Confucianism go?"
Hearing this, Li Yunze raised his eyebrows, "So what if I don't let go?"
Dong Zhongshu smiled bitterly and saluted, "If Your Majesty doesn't let me go, we can only consider ourselves unlucky. From now on, there will be no Confucianists in the Han Dynasty."
"You are quite interesting."
Li Yunze laughed when he heard this, "Okay, I'll give you a way to survive."
He raised a finger and said to Dong Zhongshu, "Of all the Confucian sects, only the Gongyang sect is allowed to remain."
As soon as these words came out, Dong Zhongshu's brows jumped suddenly, and he almost lost control of his expression.
He himself is a member of the Ram faction.
Li Yunze then raised his second finger, "Confucian teachings must be changed. I have the final say on how to change it."
There are still useful things in Confucianism, such as education without distinction, which is the rudiment of compulsory education.
It’s just that there is more dross, and it must be arranged properly.
"Finally." Li Yunze raised his third finger, "Confucianism must change its name. From now on, there will be no Confucianism in the world!"
