Yang Ming's insomnia is slowly getting better, and there are also caring letters from Yang Guang and his wife beyond the Great Wall. The main message is that no matter what, don't hurt your body.
Yang Guang put it more bluntly. The court meeting could be held directly at Prince Qin's Mansion, so there was no need to go to the palace.
They have only two sons together, and Yang Guang and his wife definitely don't want Yang Ming to be in trouble again. In that case, it's not that the throne is unknown, but that there is no successor.
There is only one thing that can really scare Yang Guang, and that is that he has no son.
Yang Xiong and the others also received the emperor's order, so they led hundreds of officials directly to the Prince of Qin's Mansion without waiting for Yang Ming to speak.
"The King of Qi has submitted a report to the Ministry of Personnel, requesting that Chen Junbin, the prefect of Wu'an, be held responsible for the loss of the city," Cui Hui, the meritorious official of the Ministry of Personnel, said.
There are two merit testers in the Ministry of Personnel, one is Fang Yanqian, Fang Xuanling's father, arranged by Yang Ming, and the other is Cui Hui, both of whom are currently in Beijing.
When Yang Ming was the general manager of Jingzhou, it was this man who went to Jingzhou to capture Murong Sanzang, the prefect of Jiangling, under Liu Shu's orders.
Because Yang Ming was protecting him, he was not caught.
After Yang Xiong heard this, he sneered directly: "The Hebei Rebellion has not yet ended, and the King of Qi is so anxious to accuse him? It seems that the timing is not right?"
Cui Hui was a fifth-grade person who reported work. It was not his turn to speak in today's meeting, so he said:
"I don't know the specific situation. How about sending another message to the officials in Luoyang to inquire?"
Yang Ming waved his hand: "There is nothing to ask. All the high prizes are for bandits. How can Chen Junbin be held responsible for the loss of the city? Tell King Qi, don't worry, your Majesty will hold those who should be held accountable in the future."
Chen Junbin is Chen Shuyi's cousin. Regarding the civil unrest in Wu'an County, a detailed report has been submitted to Yang Ming. He is not to blame for the civil unrest. Yang Ming will not touch him either in public or private matters.
Just as Cui Hui was about to retreat, Yang Ming stopped him again.
"Chen Xiangguo, the magistrate of Shexian County, forgot his family and sacrificed his life for righteousness. His wife and children died at the hands of thieves. How can we judge his merits?"
Cui Hui's mouth twitched: "This, this discussion hasn't started yet."
"Since ancient times, merit comes first. Why don't you think about asking for punishment before discussing merit?" Yang Ming said: "If you can't do it, I will find someone else to do it."
Cui Hui broke into a cold sweat and said quickly: "I know what to do. Your Highness, please calm down."
Next, after Yang Ming discussed the military situation with everyone, he went to find Pei Shuying.
His father, Yang Guang, had a decree to send Pei Shuying and Xingyang King Yang Jin to Jinyang Palace to wait for Pei Ju to meet his grandson in advance.
This is Long's favor, and it is also a provocation.
Yang Ming finally figured out that his father's control over the court had implicated his family.
Pei Shuying was not here. It is said that she went to Xinchangfang to send Yang Jin to study. They said they were studying, but in fact there was nothing good to read.
How old is Yang Jincai? He doesn't know how to speak, but you want him to study? Pei Shuying just hopes that her son will adapt to the school atmosphere as soon as possible. He will make trouble even if he goes there, and no one dares to take care of it.
The man named Wang Tong must have a very headache.
So Yang Ming went to Gao Yue again. Gao Yue has been quite normal recently. Maybe women are really easy to deceive. She now believes that her entourage was indeed arranged to go to Longxi and Hongnong.
Although she wanted to write to them and ask about the current situation, Yang Yinjiang refused on the grounds that the matter was important.
"Are you not used to it lately?" Yang Ming came into the room and sat down. Gao Yue took the initiative to take off his boots.
"I'm getting used to it. The maids arranged by the princess are all well-behaved and sensible. They are much better than the ones I used to have," Gao Yue said.
Yang Ming nodded: "It's not that you are not allowed to contact them, it's just that you can't do it right now. The Ministry of War has already found out that the rebel named Gao Yingnian in Hebei is indeed a survivor of the old Qi Dynasty. I won't arrange for such a big thing If you do it properly, it will not only hurt you, but also me."
Gao Yue said: "The princess has made it clear to me about this. I know the interests and dangers. Your Highness, please rest assured. I will not mess around."
"That's good," Yang Ming said curiously: "That Gao Yingnian is the great-grandson of King Gao Shi of Kangmu of Gaoyang. How should you two discuss seniority?"
Gao Yue thought for a while and said: "Gao Shi is the eleventh son of Emperor Gaozu (Gao Huan), and my grandfather, Emperor Shizu, is the ninth son of Gaozu. So speaking of it, he should call me aunt, but Gao Shi's name Branch, the heirs are withering, I have never heard of Gao Yingnian, he is either a pseudonym, a concubine, or an impostor."
Yang Ming nodded: "Which one do you think is more likely?"
"It must be a concubine. If it's an imposter, it's impossible for so many people to respond," Gao Yue's analysis still makes sense.
There are so many people with the surname Gao, but Bohai Gao's genealogy is clearly recorded, so it's not that easy to pretend to be someone else.
It was midsummer and the heat was unbearable. Gao Yue brought a bowl of cold porridge for Yang Ming to drink, and then fanned Yang Ming on the side.
The door of the house was open to let in the cool breeze from outside, and the two of them just sat on the edge of the porch chatting.
"I haven't been to Shandong yet. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will take you with me so that you can visit your hometown again," Yang Ming said with a smile.
Gao Yue smiled and said: "Things have changed and people have changed. In fact, I no longer have any nostalgia for my hometown. Even if I go, it will only increase my sadness."
The Bohai Gao family is very interesting. They have been tracing their ancestors upwards. So far, they have traced their ancestors to Gao Fei, the Taifu of the Han Dynasty, but there are many vacancies in the following generations and cannot be filled.
In the mid-Tang Dynasty, it became even more ruthless, directly tracing back to Gaoxi, the sixth generation grandson of Jiang Ziya.
It's hard to say whether it's true or false, but one thing is true, that is, the current Bohai Gao family, the mainstream branch of Gao Huan, is the descendant of Gao Huan.
Historians believe that Gao Huan and Gao Jiong were forced to move to Bohai Gao, but the fact is that it was these two families that made Bohai Gao stronger.
When later generations mention the Bohai Gao family, Gao Huan and Gao Jiong are the representative figures.
During the Northern Zhou Dynasty, all the descendants of the Gao family who were qualified to inherit were killed, but Bohai Gao was not completely killed.
A big family like this is deeply entangled in the local area and cannot be killed indiscriminately. The implication is too wide.
"Shuyi, this girl is always missing. Where has she been running to recently?" Yang Ming asked.
Gao Yue smiled and said: "I heard that she has always been with the Madam, and now the Madam loves her the most."
Mrs. Liu Jingyan, Mrs. Liu Jingyan of the Great Wall Kingdom, Chen Shubao's mother, is now seventy-eight years old, but her health is very good, which shows that people still have a mentality of living.
Now all children and grandchildren can enter Daxing, and Liu Jingyan's place is bustling every day. Although she only has one biological son, Chen Shubao, she used to be a queen, so Chen Shubao's dozens of brothers and sisters all have to call her mom.
This is my aunt.
After chatting for a while, Yang Ming left. He wanted to go to Xinchangfang to see what his son was doing every day.
As expected.
Yang Jin did nothing. A group of people surrounded him and played in Wang Tong's small yard.
The front hall of Wang Tong's home was specially renovated for teaching purposes. Except for a few pillars, all the places where people could sit were occupied.
Pei Shuying didn't care about her son, but chatted with Wang Tong's wife.
Can the two of them talk together?
Of course, because Wang Tong's wife is of the same age as Pei Shuying, Wang Tong himself is only twenty-six years old, and Wang Tong's biological mother is from Pei, Hedong.
At the age of twenty-six, he was already the number one Confucian scholar in Hedong. This was all due to his father, Wang Long. During the reign of Emperor Kaihuang, Wang Long served as a doctor of the Imperial College and later became a county magistrate. He died within a few years. .
As the eldest son, Wang Tong completely inherited his father's teachings and also inherited his father's disciples. He was already famous at a young age and had the potential to excel.
Therefore, a person's achievements in life are limited, and it largely depends on whether your grandparents have laid a good foundation for you. If you are not good at it yourself, don't expect your children to be very successful, because their upper limit is , it’s your decision.
Wang Tong wanted to be an official, but unfortunately he was not reused. This is called bad luck, because his academic ideas were kingly, but the Sui Dynasty was currently in a process of turning from domineering to kingly. This process could not be achieved all at once. Finished walking.
In two or three generations, this man's teachings will surely be carried forward, and his disciples will benefit from it.
After Yang Ming arrived, Wang Tong hurriedly took dozens of disciples to the front yard to pay their respects.
"You guys continue, I'm just here to see Yang Jin, don't interrupt the teaching because of my interruption," Yang Ming smiled and waved his hand.
Wang Tong was not willing to let go of this opportunity and hurriedly said: "If your Highness doesn't mind, you can listen in the front hall."
how? Want to brainwash me? Your method may be useful to my sons and grandsons, but I really don’t need it.
However, Yang Ming did not refuse, but was led into the lobby and sat next to Wang Tong.
Among Wang Tong's disciples, there are old men, and there are quite a few.
This is the Confucian formula: neither noble nor humble, neither long nor young. Where the Tao exists, there exists the teacher. I don’t know how many years have passed since I was born.
The general meaning is that as long as you know more than me, you can be my teacher. Age is not a problem.
After Wang Tong sat down, the table was empty and there were no manuscripts. After looking around at the disciples, he continued:
"The rule of the world is due to the saints at the top, and the chaos in the world is due to the saints at the bottom. The Zhou Dynasty died because the saints were not kings. Emperor Gaozu, who was actually hiding in the countryside, and the Sui Dynasty prospered because the saints were in the court. From this, It can be seen that the world is governed by saints, not kings."
Before Yang Ming came, he was not talking about this. When Yang Ming came, he deliberately talked about his royal doctrine, just for Yang Ming to listen to.
Wang Tong was flattering Yang Jian, but Yang Guang didn't dare to hear such words. Xue Daoheng was an example. He was disliked by Yang Guang because he praised Yang Jian too much.
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Then, Wang Tong continued:
"A sage is a man who has all his talents and virtues, complete knowledge and conduct, and is a good person. However, when he moves and stays, his descriptions are so mixed that the way of the emperor is unclear. Those who serve the emperor are ministers. The Master said: The gentleman's affairs are the most important. Be loyal when you think forward, make up for your mistakes when you think back, follow the beauty and save the virtue, so the superiors and subordinates can be in love with each other. Therefore, the monarch also needs bright ministers to assist the left, extracting the essence and discarding the dross, and then he can become a saint... ....”
Yang Ming also understood what he said. He probably said that the emperor should adopt the advice of the ministers. He should listen to the good advice and not listen to the bad ones. If the emperor understands what he should do, he can be called a saint.
It's a shame that Yang Guang can accept this.
As for Yang Ming, there is no need for him to preach. He has long understood this truth. In Yang Ming's case, any academic opinions are nothing more than tools.
"Sir, you are a great talent, Yang Ming has learned a lesson," Yang Ming said with a smile. He was too lazy to listen anymore, and his words were obviously perfunctory.
Suddenly, a young man older than Wang Tong stood up and said:
"You should be taught in your heart, not in your mouth. I hope King Qin will really listen."
Good guy, stab your head?
The Sui Dynasty was still tolerant to scholars, because if academic control was too strict, society would not progress. If he were an official, he would not dare to talk to Yang Ming in such a shady manner.
And Yang Ming would not argue with scholars. Hearing this, he smiled and said:
"Just now, Mr. Qian said that under Qian (Sima Qian) and Gu (Ban Gu), the way of the emperor was unclear. Where is the unknown?"
Yang Ming is also a master of conversational skills. I won’t answer the questions you asked, but I will ask you instead.
Now, everyone in the hall was stunned.
Wang Tong also broke out in a cold sweat. What he meant was that after relocation and consolidation, no one could clearly explain the way of the emperor. If he didn't explain it clearly, it would just be some confusing nonsense. But Yang Ming deliberately distorted his original intention and asked. It’s complicated.
It was as if Wang Tong was saying that His Majesty's rule is unclear. If Yang Guang heard this, he would die.
Wang Tong quickly explained: "What I just meant was..."
"There is no need to explain," Yang Ming said with a smile: "Since the history books are complicated and confusing and cannot be clarified, sir, you might as well delve into it in depth and gather the strengths of hundreds of schools to enlighten the king."
It turns out you understand what I mean. It scared me. Wang Tong’s heartbeat gradually calmed down and he said with a smile:
"What I want in my life."
"Yang Jin, leave it to sir," Yang Ming stood up slowly, looked at the nitpicking young man just now, and frowned:
"From your accent, are you from Hebei?"
The man quickly clasped his hands and said, "Wei Zheng is from Julu, Hebei."
Julu is the ancient name of Qin Dynasty, which is now Hengshan County, Hebei Province.
Yang Ming's eyebrows narrowed and he looked directly at the other person, "Good guy, is it you?" No wonder it's so prickly.
