The Duke's Mansion of Lai.
At home, Zhang Zhou met three southern tribute ministers introduced by Tang Yin, namely Yu Min from Jiangxi, Zhu Linxian from Nanzhili, and Li Heng from Fujian.
The three of them were personally received by Zhang Zhou because of their unique insights in the previous lectures on Xinxue.
It was Tang Yin who originally brought these three tribute students here, but Xu Jing still followed behind. Although Xu Jing had no achievements in the forum of mind science, he always liked to hang out with Zhang Zhou and Tang Yin.
"Scholar Zhang, after reading your academic masterpieces, I admire you deeply and hope to study more with you in the future."
Li Heng is relatively talkative. He is already thirty years old and is the oldest among the three.
Tang Yin made a narration and explained: "Pingzhi has a very good reputation among scholars in Fujian. In recent days, every time there is a lecture, someone will come to listen, and he is most active when discussing with others."
Zhang Zhou nodded.
Those who gave lectures in the Ming Dynasty were all those who were promoted, and most of them were Gongsheng students. After all, after becoming a Jinshi, they basically had to become officials, or after they were old and experienced the purification of officialdom, few people still had the heart to open up. Of course, the style of lecturing in the future was mainly carried forward by people from the two southern factions, Wang Shouren and Zhan Ruoshui.
With Zhang Zhou here this time, there is no need to go to so much trouble, he can just start a trend.
Zhang Zhou smiled and said, "Very good. If you three have any academic insights, or if you see anyone with unique insights, you can sort them out and send them directly to my house. Let's discuss them together."
“Students don’t dare!”
The three of them all bowed to Zhang Zhou seriously.
Although they are not formal disciples, the three of them obviously want to develop in this area.
It's not necessarily because of Zhang Zhou's outstanding ability in academia, but more about Zhang Zhou's political resources in the court. Not to mention ordinary candidates, even those who passed the Jinshi examination will yearn for Zhang Zhou's resources, which is a kind of resources that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve. the height of.
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Zhang Zhou personally sent the three people out of the house, showing that he valued them.
The three of them all seemed to be inspired and expressed their intention to help Zhang Zhou carry forward his inner learning.
"Bohu, why are they all scholars from the south and not from the north? Or is it because I am from Zhili in the south and my academic ideas are not welcomed by the scholars from the north?" Zhang Zhou stood at the door of his house and looked at Looking at Tang Yin on the side.
Tang Yin said: "It's not bad."
"What do you mean it's okay?" Zhang Zhou frowned.
Xu Jing hurriedly explained: "Master Zhang is like this. There are scholars in the north who also admire your Xinxue. However, it is not yet a system. Most of them go to listen when the scholars in the south are giving lectures."
Zhang Zhou asked: "Are you just listening, or are you going to find fault and then argue?"
"This..." Xu Jing couldn't answer.
Zhang Zhou sighed: "When it comes to learning, don't have a regional perspective. I'm quite open-minded and won't have any prejudice against northerners just because I'm from the south. It's best if I can recruit one or two northerners who are more awesome." As students, I will let them help me promote it in the future.”
Xu Jing smiled and said: "As long as you let it go, many people will work hard for it."
"Really? Then help me spread the word." Zhang Zhou looked at Xu Jing.
Tang Yin was a little dissatisfied with the conversation between Zhang Zhou and Xu Jing. He said: "Scholar Zhang, please forgive me for my rude words. Not to mention the scholars from the north, even the southerners seem to have strong opinions on your theory. I heard that there was a Mr. Baisha in Guangdong who had disciples all over Lingnan. After hearing about the mind science that you admired, they thought that you... had plagiarized part of their husband's academic work, and they were sending people to the capital to follow you... …Competition.”
"Really? Very good, very good." Zhang Zhou smiled.
Mr. Baisha is naturally Chen Xianzhang. This academic master has made indelible contributions in the formation and promotion of mind science. The "Baisha Theory" he formed can be said to be a key link in the formation of the future mind science system.
He himself was just a scholar, and he studied and studied for nearly a lifetime. Historically, he died of illness in the thirteenth year of Hongzhi, which means that he is still alive. The most famous among his disciples is Zhan Ruoshui.
Zhan Ruoshui was a Jinshi in the 18th year of Hongzhi, and now he is just a scholar. Zhang Zhou originally wanted to meet this person, but there was no chance... If Chen Xianzhang's disciples really have any opinions on his academics, he would send someone to "theory" ", maybe there will be a chance to meet.
Tang Yin frowned and said, "Isn't this... afraid it's bad? What if..."
Zhang Zhou said: "Are you worried that I will lose when I discuss my studies? There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. I have never worried about winning or losing. If he said that I plagiarized, then I just plagiarized. If I can put a person If the theory is spread and everyone in the world knows, I've probably done more than those Lingnan students, right? So should they thank me? Or should they hate me?"
"Huh?" Tang Yin smiled bitterly.
He was thinking too.
This senior brother is really confident. People think that your Xinxue has used part of their academic thoughts and are coming to cause trouble for you. How can you still be so calm?
Zhang Zhou said with an indifferent expression: "This academic must have a topic in order to be promoted and qualified to become mainstream. I don't have any ambitions. If the Lingnan people feel that they have a contribution to this academic, I will help them become famous." Okay, Bohu, please help me receive him when he arrives."
Xu Jing smiled and said, "Master Zhang, just let me come."
When it comes to reception, Xu Jing considers himself second, and no one dares to accept first.
Zhang Zhou is willing to let Xu Jing hang around in front of him recently because he is considering that this person has a need for an official career and is willing to use his family property to promote spiritual studies and hold lectures. It seems that he can just find some random people in a place, but Money is needed for the venue and tea, and money is needed to hang some decent plaques, calligraphy and paintings, and to distribute some promotional books on Xinxue on the spot.
Zhang Zhou is not short of money, but if people find out, he will have to spend his own money to promote it, which is a bit embarrassing in terms of face.
Of course it is necessary... His followers took the initiative to invest in academic ideas, and Xu Jing was considered a half-martyr, using his family property to be a martyr.
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After the tenth day of November, the weather in the capital is better, but the temperature cannot recover after it drops.
After the cold weather, the war in the north was naturally what the ministers were most concerned about. However, for several days in a row, there was no progress. It was as if the news that Lu Wan had reported that he was about to catch up with the enemy had become the last word. The news... There is an explanation, that is, Lu Wan's men and horses may have been wiped out, and they did not even cry out before death.
Zhu Youtang did not go to court for several days.
For an emperor who was very diligent in the past, this was very rare.
Zhang Zhou felt that this was the real Zhu Youtang. This emperor, who was famous for his benevolence and righteousness, was more bound by some rigid dogmas in the first half of his life. Historically, Zhu Youtang did not "do it until about the fifteenth year of Hongzhi". "Enlightenment" and gradually slacked off on court affairs, but this time with him around, Zhu Youtang began to enter the rhythm of "cultivating immortality" early on.
It can't be said that it was three days of fishing and two days of drying nets. Zhu Youtang just rested for a few days. After a year, Zhu Youtang's body began to feel a little loose again. Zhang Zhou knew that it was time to nurse the emperor again.
There was no morning service as usual on this day.
After Li Dongyang's night shift, he met Liu Jian and Xie Qian in the cabinet duty room.
When the two of them arrived, they were naturally most concerned about whether there was news of the grassland war last night. After getting a negative answer, Xie Qian said: "Could it be that His Majesty felt that this battle would be a loss, and specifically avoided going to court to avoid being attacked again?" Shall I wait for questioning?"
Li Dongyang said: "No matter how many mistakes are made in this battle, there won't be any news at all, right?"
Xie Qian smiled bitterly and said: "Then how could it be that there was no news for three or four days in a row? No matter what Lu Wan said, he was also a civil servant in the DPRK. He was not as headstrong as Zhang Bingkuan. Didn't he know what was going on at the front and that he needed to keep going back? transfer?"
Li Dongyang obviously couldn't figure it out either. He shook his head and said, "If it is because of the wind and snow that the delivery of the battle report is blocked, there is no harm in waiting a few more days."
"Yeah." Xie Qian nodded and looked at Liu Jian.
Liu Jian had nothing to say about this. He said: "We will discuss it after the results come out."
"How long?" Xie Qian meant that if there was no news for a long time, it would be certain that there was a serious trouble, that is, it would be certain that the soldiers and horses led by Lu Wan and Wang Xian would not be able to come back?
Liu Jiandao: "No matter how late it is, there will definitely be news of success or failure in six or seven days. I don't believe that this battle has been hidden like this! It's also possible that Ming's ambush did not achieve good results and is still pursuing it." , the front line is thousands of miles away from the capital, any situation will delay the delivery of the news, not to mention it has snowed on the grassland now."
"Alas!" Xie Qian deliberately sighed heavily, "Then just wait."
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Li Dongyang returned home with some speculations and doubts. He was now in a state of confusion, staying day and night.
But as soon as he got home, he saw his son Li Zhaoxian coming out of the yard. Behind Li Zhaoxian, someone else seemed to be hiding back in the yard.
"Father." Li Zhaoxian walked up to Li Dongyang and saluted.
Li Dongyang said: "Didn't you go to Guozi School recently?"
Li Zhaoxian replied: "The new sacrificial wine in Guozixue has not yet arrived. In addition, with Er's situation, he will be ostracized by others, so he will discuss knowledge with friends more and ignore the matter of Beiyong."
"Um."
Li Dongyang also understands.
My son's disease looks like a scourge to outsiders. In fact, people in this world know that this disease cannot be transmitted through conversation unless there is close contact.
But not everyone in the world is so wise. Knowing that Li Zhaoxian has an infectious disease, who would want to play with Li Zhaoxian except those close friends who are too embarrassed to refuse?
"Go ahead."
Li Dongyang didn't ask where his son had gone.
His son's illness seemed to be much better, and even he had to accept Zhang Zhou's "medical skills". After all, his son's illness was getting better with visible effects. He couldn't take care of his son when he was seriously ill before, but now he is too lazy to take care of it. .
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"Is father gone?"
Li Zhaoxian made an excuse to go back to get something, and went to the side courtyard first, where he saw his sister, Li Jue, who had changed into a bachelor's uniform.
Li Zhaoxian said: "Sister, you'd better not go out and run around at this time. I'm here to say..."
"Brother, are you breaking your promise?" Li Jue was unhappy.
Li Zhaoxian sighed: "They are just some people from the market talking loudly, and they are not famous scholars. I will take you there later..."
"No, I have to go!" Li Ju tilted his head, looking very stubborn.
Li Zhaoxian sighed: "Then you should be careful. I'll go see if my father has entered the inner courtyard first. Don't talk casually when you go outside. Your voice... has no masculine tone. It's so fragile that even anyone can hear it." Come out. Just follow me and I can tell outsiders if you have anything to do."
"Okay." Li Wei agreed happily this time.
Li Zhaoxian said: "I don't know why you are so interested in your daughter's family, who is about to get married. Speaking of talent, the heir of the Kong family that your father betrothed to you is very talented and well-known, so why should you? ?”
"Brother, what are you talking about?" Li Jue was already preparing to follow his brother out, but when he heard this, he turned around and glared at him.
Li Zhaoxian seemed to be surrendering and said: "Okay, we agreed to just listen to the lecture. We are from the North, and most of the people who preach about the Xinxue are from the South. They may not even understand the words. We agreed to do it this time and not to follow the example next time!"
"Let's go, let's go!"
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Li Dongyang also learned about his daughter going out with his son from his servants.
He didn't try to stop it by force.
He was not in a hurry to go to bed that day, but had to wait for Kong Hongtai to arrive. After Kong Hongxu was escorted to the capital, Kong Hongtai never left, and he has been activating the relationships between various parties to get his eldest brother out. Come.
"Dongzhuang..."
In his study, Li Dongyang saw Kong Hongtai, who came in disgrace.
"I've asked the Ministry of Justice about your matter, and they don't know how to deal with it. Now that Nanxi's matter has become known to everyone, it won't end well even for Your Majesty."
Kong Hongtai asked with earnest eyes: "Is it possible that someone is maliciously slandering you behind your back?"
Li Dongyang didn't answer.
He was thinking that malicious propaganda was still possible, malicious slander?
Of all the things that are being circulated outside now, which one was not done by your eldest brother? Just like that, how dare you Kong family members accuse others of slandering you?
Kong Hongtai also seemed to realize that he had made a mistake. He said: "I visited Lai Guogong several times before but failed. His palace gate is so high that even the invitations cannot be sent in. There are even people from the Jinyi Guards who block it."
Li Dongyang said: "That is your Majesty's order. There are constant wars in various parts of the north, and there may be Tatar assassins, which is not good for him."
Kong Hongtai asked: "I wonder if Mr. Li Ge can pass a message to me? I just don't know what he thinks. It would be better to sit down and talk. Now that the Kong family has taken care of everything they can, no one is willing to come forward now. It seems that There’s just... alas!"
Kong Hongtai was embarrassed to continue talking.
Because not only did he hit a wall with other officials, he didn't even get any benefits from Li Dongyang.
"Okay." Even Kong Hongtai didn't expect that Li Dongyang would readily agree, "I'll send a message to Zhang Bingkuan for you later to see if he is willing to help you. If I don't help you, who will?"
By this time, although no one had mentioned the marriage between the Li family and the Kong family, the marriage relationship had not been cancelled.
There was such a big commotion before. The marriage between the nominal heir of the Kong family and the jewel in the eye of the current great scholar was simply a beautiful story in the world, a typical representative who only envies mandarin ducks but not immortals.
You can’t just cancel if you want to.
In fact, Li Dongyang also knew that the progress of the Kong family case was related to his daughter's future life-long events. It was not that he had not thought about whether he would marry his daughter in the future... Those were all aside. For him, now in name only Since he was still related by marriage to the Kong family, he had to do something for the Kong family.
Otherwise, others would think that he was adding insult to injury just to cancel the engagement.
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Zhu Feng returned to Beijing.
It was delayed by three or four days than expected. This time Zhu Feng came back obviously not as energetic as before. After several hardships and tossing back and forth in the northwest and Liaodong, Mr. Zhu is no longer the playboy he used to be. There is even a sense of silence and vicissitudes in it, a bit like being buried in the ground.
When he came back this time, Zhang Zhou was quite polite and went directly to the city gate to greet him.
It was also because Zhang Zhou had nothing to do that day. After the winter, he went to the palace to give lessons to Zhu Houzhao not so frequently. He only had to go there occasionally to give some advice, which did not mean that he had to go every day.
In Zhang Zhou's view, he was a stepping stone on the road to Zhu Houzhao's academic success. This was not what he wanted to see. It was good to be able to help with some things, but the emperor and the prince and his son could not go too far. In short, ...It's rare even if it's not common. If they were together every day, his teaching principles wouldn't be easy to apply to Zhu Houzhao.
"Brother Zhang."
When Zhu Feng saw Zhang Zhou, he didn't say much and didn't even approach Zhang Zhou.
Because he knew that Zhang Zhou didn't like a hug or anything like that.
"The teahouse is reserved, let's go in and talk." Zhang Zhou invited Zhu Feng to the nearest teahouse inside the city gate.
Zhu Feng originally wanted to say something on the way, but Zhang Zhou reached out to stop him. After the two of them entered the teahouse and went up to the second floor and sat down, Zhu Feng started to talk.
The words are obviously much less than before.
"Brother Zhang, I just want to ask, can you let me take a year and a half of rest in the capital?" Zhu Feng probably knew that now he was a screw, and he would drill wherever he was needed.
Therefore, he urgently begged to return to the capital to recuperate, mainly to heal his "heartache".
Zhang Zhou nodded: "After meeting the Holy Spirit, you can mention it to His Majesty."
"..."
Zhu Feng instantly realized that he meant a lot to Daming.
It seems that even Zhang Zhou can't decide where he will go in the future.
Zhang Zhou asked: "Do you know about the war in Liaodong?"
Zhu Feng said: "I just heard about it yesterday. It seems very tragic, right? No news until now? My father is in Ningxia, and his life has not been very good recently..."
"It's all the same." Zhang Zhou picked up the teapot and wanted to pour tea for Zhu Feng. Zhu Feng quickly took the teapot and poured tea for Zhang Zhou.
"Brother Zhang, we Zhu family father and son, as well as my elder brother, actually just want to live a stable life. By the way, have you paid attention to Tong'er recently?"
As soon as Zhu Feng finished pouring the tea, Zhang Zhou started asking some inappropriate questions before he even put the tea into his mouth.
Zhang Zhou asked curiously: "You are so sentimental, do you still care about this?"
Zhu Feng lowered his head and said with some shame: "I just feel strange. I haven't heard from her for a few days. She didn't even write a letter to me. I...I'm worried that something will happen to her. She is also a miserable person."
(End of chapter)
