The civil servants did not want to get involved, so they naturally wanted to express their resistance to Lao Zhu's appointment of Zhu Su in a subtle way. This made Zhu Su couldn't help but shake his head: These civil servants really dare to shine when given a little sunshine. Do they think that if Hu Weiyong's Huaixi faction falls, the court will be unable to do without them?
They didn't even think about who the emperor was above them. That was Zhu Yuanzhang, the Hongwu Emperor!
Ah, yes, Lao Zhu in this timeline has not yet gone on a killing spree. Even when the officials of the Huaixi line were dealt with previously, Zhu Su was used as bait to remove them first while their crimes were still minor. And among a large group of people, basically only the chief culprit Hu Weiyong was killed, and the more involved martial arts heroes such as Lu Zhongheng, Tang Shengzong and others were not like the direct seizure of families and genocide in history, but the reduction of titles.
This gave these civil servants the illusion that "Your Majesty's methods are not cruel."
In fact, this is just that after Lao Zhu absorbed the lessons of "history", he thought more and took more prudent steps step by step.
This group of civil servants could never escape the fate of a white land that was really clean.
With a moment of silence in his heart for these civil servants who dared to disrespect Lao Zhu, Zhu Su began to have his breakfast under Xiang Deng's service. While eating, he suddenly remembered Fang Xiaoru, who was still in the mountain temple, and asked, "By the way, what's going on at Bifeng Temple now?"
"Back to Your Highness, Uncle Fang who was in seclusion in the temple was still clamoring to see you at first, but after Mr. Song went to visit, he became quiet."
"Now I just cry in the temple every day, saying that I have no face to be your disciple."
"Uh..." Zhu Su was stunned. It seems that Song Lian has conveyed his "painstaking efforts" to Fang Xiaoru. Fang Xiaoru will definitely not continue to be obsessed with those various philosophical principles.
It's just...could it be overkill? Why is she still Lin Daiyu?
"In this way, after dinner, I will go to Bifeng Temple for a walk." Zhu Su said. It would not be good to keep Fang Xiaoru under house arrest there. I should try the theories I have summarized in seclusion in the past few days to see if I can convince the world's literati.
Fang Xiaoru, who is well-read and highly creative, is just a good touchstone.
"Yes." Xiang Deng bowed in response and went to make preparations. After breakfast, Zhu Su took a stroll up Bifeng Mountain with his three or five personal guards.
After discovering Yao Guangxiao in Bifeng Temple, this was only the second time he went up the mountain to this temple. Before reaching the temple gate, I saw several old monks walking along the mountain path just like before. When he saw Zhu Su and his entourage, he knelt down from a distance and said, "Welcome to your highness!"
"Why do you need to make such a scene? I am just walking around casually." Zhu Su said displeased. The abbot in charge was trembling with fear, wiping his sweat with his monk's robe while leading the way. Zhu Suyuan didn't pay attention yet. After a few glances, he suddenly thought of something and asked: "Is there a different group of monks in the temple? Why does it seem that I haven't seen you before?"
The abbot hurriedly bowed and said: "The monks in the temple are always just a few junior monks. Perhaps His Highness has met many noble people and does not remember the meanness of the junior monks and others."
Zhu Su squinted his eyes and looked carefully. Indeed, the facial features of these monks seemed to have been seen before. It's just that they used to be fat and big, but now they are all thin, and they really don't look like before.
"Oh. It's my fault." He didn't say much, just smiled slightly.
Previously, these monks took advantage of the wars between the Yuan and Ming dynasties to occupy fertile farmland and designated all the acres of land under the mountains as temple property. The number of acres of land in the land of Buddhism was staggering.
Later, when Zhu Su came, he confiscated all their fields and distributed them to military families and ordinary people. This move helped these monks and wealthy men successfully lose weight and scraped away the fat in their intestines.
Zhu Su turned his head and looked at the majestic Ming Dynasty in the clouds and mist at the foot of the mountain: In this world, the fat needs to be scraped off, and it’s not just this temple?
…
"The criminal Fang Xiaoru, please pay homage to my master!"
When he saw Fang Xiaoru again, he was no longer as unkempt and frantic as before. His face was haggard and his eyes were filled with tears. When he saw Zhu Su, he bent down and kowtowed: "The sinner is ignorant and has no skills, and has fallen into confusion. He has even brought disaster to my master. He is so unfilial that he should hardly exist in the world." !”
Having said that, he kept grabbing the ground with his head.
Zhu Su asked the dog to pull Fang Xiaoru up and said to him: "It is not the behavior of a man to seek death and live. Who has no fault? If you can correct your mistakes, there is no great virtue!"
"Now that you know your faults, just as you have obtained the door, how can An Neng miss out on future progress because of self-pity?"
"...My master." Fang Xiaoru wiped his tears and said. "If you can really improve, that's fine."
"But... this disciple is really of low understanding. Although he knows that some of those words are nonsense, he still can't tell the difference."
"Disciple... I really feel that I am a piece of rotten wood. After Master Song woke me up, I have been working day and night these days, but I still can't understand the true way you want to convey under the layers of confusion."
After saying that, Fang Xiaoru looked slumped and ashen.
Zhu Su was secretly ashamed. Those philosophical statements at that time were just empty words. Where did they come from?
Even if there is, it was something I just tinkered with in the past two days.
However, Zhu Su still pretended to be inscrutable at this time. He held his airs and shook his head: "Oh. I have high hopes for you as a teacher. I hope you can understand yourself and reach a deeper state. I don't want to harm you. Trapped in confusion."
Fang Xiaoru felt even more ashamed.
"That's all." Zhu Su said. "In that case, I'll be honest with you."
"Just think about it, what have you gained from thinking about philosophy for so many days, its intricacies and profound mysteries?"
"What you got?" Fang Xiaoru was slightly stunned. Then he said in frustration: "I'm ashamed to say it. My master, these days, the apprentice has gained absolutely nothing except being in confusion and becoming even more confused."
"What is this world? What is the truth? I...I really can't understand it!"
Fang Xiaoru grabbed his head with a headache.
"Stupid!" Zhu Su suddenly scolded: "I don't have much gain. Isn't this also a kind of gain?"
"There are thousands of mysterious philosophies in the world. Some have intentions to explain the world, and some have reason to explain the world. Some say that the essence of the world is a ball of Qi."
"No one can convince anyone that these thoughts are justified by the public and the mother-in-law. If you rely only on words and words to demonstrate dialectics, it will naturally make people dizzy and confused."
"But why should we rely on the theories imagined by these people to make conjectures? What's the point of this?"
"The world is right in front of you and at your feet. What exactly is the world? Why don't we start from a small place and explore and discover it ourselves?"
Fang Xiaoru was stunned. He looked at Zhu Su blankly, thought for a long time, and then said hesitantly:
"You mean...how to distinguish and understand those philosophies is irrelevant."
"Since you want to understand the world, just study it directly and don't have to pay attention to those esoteric and complicated statements and explanations?"
(End of chapter)
