Zhuanxilu was compiled and compiled by Wang Yangming's disciples based on his quotations and letters. It is a representative work of Confucian psychology.
In his previous life, Rong Fei was influenced by the Internet and became obsessed with the great sage Wang. He went to the bookstore to read the "Book of Records". However, due to my limited skills in ancient Chinese writing, I just scanned it in a cursory manner. It’s hard to say that I have any insights, and I can remember very little of it.
In fact, among the many Confucian classics, the Analects of Confucius is the one that Rong Fei knows the most, and the reason why he uses "Zhuan Xi Lu" as his final trump card today is actually inspired by his feelings.
In the feudal dynasty of the previous life, all kinds of people were of inferior quality and only those who were educated were good. Obtaining an official position through scientific examination, and then using what he has learned in his life to achieve the ideal revenge of cultivating himself, regulating his family, governing the country, and bringing peace to the world is the ultimate ideal of all scholars.
Or he could open an academy to preach and teach, and carry forward his academic thoughts.
The worst thing to do is to cultivate and study to pass down the family, cultivate one's moral character, and devote oneself to learning.
But in this world, another option has been added to it - entering the Book Mountain!
In the eyes of scholars in this world, entering the Book Mountain is the first choice.
Only those who have no hope of entering Shushan will choose to come to Kyoto to take the scientific examination and enter the official career.
For example, Gu Fengxiao from the Jixian Division came to Kyoto after failing to be admitted to Shushan. However, he still failed and finally joined the Jixian Division.
Once you enter Shushan, you can practice Haoran Qi and become a monk. Becoming a monk will not only make you superior to others, but you can also strengthen your body and live a long life. Even if you cannot ascend to immortality, you can still live hundreds of years longer than ordinary people, but it is better than being an official. Come happily and comfortably.
Why has the number of great scholars in Shushan increased dramatically in recent years, while the number of great scholars in Dayan has completely stagnated?
Just because Shushan was able to pick up the most qualified reading seeds first, the scholars who came to Kyoto to take the scientific examination were the second-class goods picked by Shushan.
In terms of innateness, Confucianism in Kyoto has already lost a bit.
Another point is that there are less than a hundred formal disciples in Shushan, and the number of registered disciples usually does not exceed three hundred, and the number of full disciples is less than four hundred. There are a total of fifteen great Confucian scholars on the mountain of books. In addition, there are many well-educated people who have equally profound knowledge but need time to accumulate and serve as teachers. It is no exaggeration to say that Shushan's official disciples almost enjoy one-on-four, one-on-three, or even one-on-one elite teaching.
On the other hand, in many academies in Kyoto, one teacher teaches at least a dozen students, and as many as thirty or forty students. Can the teaching quality be the same?
There is also a more critical reason. Shushan has been passed down for thousands of years, and the collection of classics and books can only be described as a vast sea. Among them, there are many unique and unique books that are not allowed to be circulated. The city of Kyoto was only established eight hundred years ago, and the gap in its heritage is as great as heaven and earth. Chinese website
In Rong Fei's view, studying without serving the country or benefiting the people is not doing his job properly.
It is not impossible for scholars to practice cultivation, but aiming to ascend to immortality or to be free and happy is simply a crooked way.
Although Rong Fei couldn't stand it in the past, his ability was limited and he was powerless.
But now that we have such an opportunity, we must find a way to kill this unhealthy trend.
In Rong Fei's view, Wang Dasheng's theory of the unity of knowledge and action is a powerful medicine for the disease.
"There is no good or disgusting body, and there are good and evil actions. Knowing good and evil is conscience, and doing good and eliminating evil is qingwu."
At Huang Liangyi's urging, Rong Fei directly wrote down the passage he was most familiar with in the biography.
As the last stroke fell, the wind and clouds in the sky suddenly changed, and the retreating Wenqi clouds rolled violently, and there was actually a faint sound of thunder. The jade pen shadow, which looked like an Optimus pillar, tried to intercept again, but was shaken by the thunder and trembled all over.
Huh~huh~
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the clouds of literary energy broke through the interception of the jade pen shadow and surged towards Wuxie Residence again.
"Write, keep writing, don't stop!"
At this time, Huang Liangyi no longer cared to read what shocking words Rong Fei had written. He just stretched his neck and stared at the movement of the literary clouds without blinking, and kept shouting and urging Rong Fei.
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Bin's expression suddenly changed, he pulled Fang Datong over and whispered a few words quickly into his ear.
Fang Datong slapped his thigh, beckoned the great scholars to gather together, and after muttering something in a low voice, the great scholars suddenly dispersed.
Four people went to guard the four garden gates respectively, while the rest went to the nearby courtyard.
Soon, except for the fifteen great Confucian scholars, Rong Fei, Liu Yingrong, and Zhu Yueyao, all the other Confucian scholars, including servants, maids, cooks, and other idle people in Wuxie Juli were kicked out.
Thousands of people standing guard outside were still looking up and marveling at the wonders in the sky. Then they discovered that the lucky ones who had settled on the courtyard first were all kicked out.
They went up to ask what happened, but the people who were kicked out didn't know anything about it.
Among the crowd, Zheng Ziqiu looked up at the sky, which was getting closer and lower, and seemed to be pressing down on people's heads. The rich and almost substantial literary clouds, his eyes were full of shock, confusion and worry.
What happened inside?
Why was Shushan’s literary spirit so plundered? It’s shocking!
From the top of Shushan, shrouded in literary clouds and mist, a voice came out - Huh?
It’s…His Holiness!
All Shushan disciples, teachers, and scholars were stunned by this "Hmm".
What happened that made even the venerable land god express surprise?
Huang Liangyi quickly noticed the strange movements of Gao Bin, Fang Datong and others, and after a moment of thinking, he understood their intentions.
The literary clouds and mist in the sky are already sloping down to blend with the inherent cultural atmosphere of Kyoto, and the jade pen shadow is no longer doing useless work, but is just floating quietly in the sky.
At this time, there are only five people left in the garden: Huang Liangyi, Fang Datong, Gao Bin, Liu Yingrong and Zhu Yueyao, and of course today's protagonist - Rong Fei.
The five of them tiptoed into the pavilion, and stopped when they were still two steps away from the table. For fear of disturbing Rong Fei, who was writing quickly, he stretched his neck to read the handwriting on the paper.
"To learn, you must turn against yourself. If you blame others, you will only see the faults of others and not yourself. If you can turn against yourself, you will see that you have many unfinished things. How can you blame others?"
"As long as you know, how can you remember? To know is already a second meaning. As long as you understand your own essence. If you want to remember, you don't know; if you want to know, you can't understand your own essence."
"One needs to grind on things before he can stand firm, be still and still, and be still and still."
Rong Fei didn't really remember much of the content in the biography, so he could barely fill up four sheets of paper. He curled his lips and felt that it was not enough, so he ignored the many and wrote all the famous sentences in Confucian classics such as The Analects of Confucius, Mencius, and Daxue.
"The sage's words are regular but not strange, he talks about virtue but not power, he talks about healing but not chaos, he talks about people but not God."
"How can I be a real man? I can't be moved by wealth, poverty or lowliness, and I can't bend by force. This is what I call a real man!"
"The weather is not as good as the right place, and the right place is not as good as the people... Those who have gained the right will have many help, but those who have lost the right will have few help..."
After finishing two more words, Rong Fei was thinking about writing more, when suddenly there was a loud crack in the sky, and there was no light, but the sound of thunder.
Rong Fei was so frightened that his hands shook, the hairs all over his body stood up, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his head.
Damn it! Was it struck by lightning?
Without any reason, four words popped into Rong Fei's mind - too much is not enough!
The copying was so ruthless that God couldn’t stand it anymore.
That's all, these are probably enough.
Rong Fei muttered to himself with lingering fear, then pretended to be too drunk, threw himself down on the table, and fell asleep.
Huang Liangyi and Fang Datong, with their quick hands and eyes, pulled out all the papers with writing on them at the moment Rong Fei's body was about to come into contact with the desk.
At this time, the literary energy in the sky no longer surged, and retreated to the southeast along with the shadow of the jade pen.
Huang Liangyi closed his eyes and felt it with his heart, and immediately his smile reached to his ears.
Seven or three open.
Hey hey hey, Kyoto seven, Shushan three.
Confucianism in Kyoto has won a great victory!
The old immortal in Shushan's sacrifice of the saint's treasure still played some role, otherwise the pattern of the world's civility would most likely become 82 or even 91.
The great scholars who were guarding the surrounding courtyards to prevent Xiaoxiao from climbing over the wall ran back one after another when they saw the scene of the retreat of literary spirit.
"Let me see it quickly, let me see it."
"What kind of shocking article did he write to attract so much literary talent?"
"Hahahaha, come on, come on! The orthodoxy of Confucianism in Kyoto is irrefutable."
The great scholars surrounded Huang Liangyi and Fang Datong who were holding papers.
The chatter and laughter stopped suddenly, and for a moment, the huge garden was so quiet that one could hear a needle drop.
Even the breathing of the fifteen great scholars stopped.
After reading all the contents on the six pieces of paper written by Rong Fei, the fifteen people exhaled the turbid air that had been held in their chests for a long time.
Thirty eyes looked towards the pavilion and Rong Fei, who was sleeping soundly on the table and was being taken care of by the eldest princess Zhu Yueyao and the daughter of the old chief minister Liu Yingrong.
This...this...these were actually written by him?
A brat who is less than twenty years old and still in his infancy can actually write such...such...
Even Huang Liangyi and other great scholars didn't know how to describe or respectfully address the sentences and contents written on these six pieces of paper.
"These words must not be leaked, otherwise, I am worried that someone will jump over the wall."
After Huang Liangyi called all the great scholars aside, he lowered his voice and warned.
All the great scholars nodded in agreement.
This was the reason Gao Bin and Fang Datong were worried about driving everyone out of Wuxie Juli just now.
"But we can't hide it forever. This may be a good opportunity to reverse the decline of Confucianism in Kyoto and get back to its true origin...ahem...ahem..."
The oldest scholar in the field said with an excited expression.
"Mr. Chu is talking about this... I will go to see His Majesty immediately to see His Majesty's attitude before making a decision."
Huang Liangyi carefully rolled up six pieces of rice paper and hid them in his wide sleeves.
"Let's go together!"
The great Confucians shouted, unwilling to lag behind.
"What about Rong Fei?"
"What is real is imaginary, what is imaginary is real. What is imaginary and what is real makes Xiaoxiao unable to guess."
"It makes sense. As long as these contents are not leaked, Rong Fei will be safe for a day. Let's go and see His Majesty."
After the scholars told Zhu Yueyao and Liu Yingrong to take good care of Rong Fei, they left in a hurry.
When the garden returned to quiet, Rong Fei quietly opened his eyes a crack, but was so frightened by Liu Yingrong's words that he quickly closed them again.
"What's the use of just looking at him? You should go and beg His Majesty to recruit him as your consort."
