Chapter 221 Truth

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Denglai originally had a governor, but after Wang Tingzhi's incident, it was canceled at the request of Yuan Chonghuan.

Sun Yuanhua was the first governor after Denglai was resettled.

Before he came to Denglai, he had thought about how to open up the situation.

Now it seems that the first battle after taking office was very good.

In one battle, the rebels of the White Lotus Sect in Denglai were completely annihilated and the place was completely pacified. This political achievement was stable.

Although it was Dongchang Xie and Zuo Menggeng who fought the war, he was only observing and did not even participate in the planning.

But the outside world doesn’t know.

What's more, according to the rules of the Ming Dynasty's officialdom, there are many governors who command battles, and many people will definitely take credit for this on his head.

It is true that Sun Yuanhua is a straightforward person, but he does not know how to adapt.

Zuo Mengeng didn't say anything, so he took the credit.

Zuo Maodi's righteous intention to kill his relatives gave him a second chance to show off.

Without saying a word, he had Zuo Maotai arrested and interrogated severely.

Gu Erzhong didn't know the twists and turns. When he saw that the new governor had arrested Zuo Maotai who had ruined his family as soon as he took office, he was so ecstatic that he knelt on the ground and knelt down profusely.

"Thank you, Mr. Qingtian. Thank you, Mr. Qingtian."

Sun Yuanhua did not show any joy.

What's the use of catching a Zuo Maotai?

How many Zuo Maotai are there in this world?

Even Zuo Maotai was able to do it quickly because of Zuo Maodi's righteous intention to kill his relatives.

Would other wealthy families have this kind of awareness?

I don't know why, but behind Sun Yuanhua's deep feeling of fatigue, he realized that Zuo Mengeng's approach seemed better.

After the storm, Zuo Maodi finally recovered.

He extended invitations to Sun Yuanhua, Zuo Mengeng, Zhang Keda and others.

"My lords and generals have come all the way to relieve me from the siege of Denglai. The people of Denglai are very grateful. Please come into the city and let us entertain you."

Sun Yuanhua had this intention and was about to take action after hearing the words, but found that Zuo Mengeng and Huang Zongxi were as stable as Mount Tai.

"Zhongheng, Taichong, you two are great benefactors of Laiyang. Let's go into the city with me."

Zuo Mengeng shook his head and pointed at the noisy prisoners in the distance.

"Uncle Sun, my nephew is a guest soldier. According to the law, he is not allowed to enter the city. Besides, there are so many prisoners who need to be screened. The city cannot be entered."

Seeing that after his great victory, he did not take any credit, but still focused on plotting, everyone present found it incredible.

Shen Xun admired him and asked, "General Zuo, is there anything we need locally?"

Zuo Mengeng thought for a while and rejected his kindness.

"Laiyang is already in dire straits, and it's difficult for the remaining people to survive, so I won't bother you all."

Seeing that he was unwilling to do anything that would involve the local government, everyone in Laiyang admired him.

In the past, the place had the biggest headache when officers and soldiers came and went. They were harassed so much every time that the people were as frightened when they saw the officers and soldiers as they were when they saw bandits.

Asking for food and grass and snatching property are commonplace.

If any official army is like this, the local people will celebrate it.

But Zuo Menggeng and his troops didn't even ask for food and grass.

Zuo Maodi cheered up and asked with concern: "With so many prisoners, if there is no food and grass, it will be difficult for the general to suppress them."

Zuo Mengeng smiled and said: "Our army has already prepared for the food and grass issue. It will be delivered tonight at the latest."

He looked at Sun Yuanhua again.

"Uncle, most of these prisoners are local people. How to arrange them depends on your instructions."

Speaking of this matter, Sun Yuanhua had a headache.

From his true heart, he certainly hopes to keep these people.

After this battle, Laiyang and Laixi were in dilapidated condition, with only three or four people left. To recuperate, there must be a sufficient population.

But these captives caused so much massacre in the local area, and they had already become blood feuds with the local people.

Leaving them behind will only become a bigger problem.

Another thing, if these people are left behind, they must have food.

Does he have it?

not at all.

"Does Zhongheng have a plan for resettlement?"

Zuo Mengeng knew there was nothing he could do.

This is a conspiracy.

Now in Shandong, he is the only one who has the ability to resettle these troubled people and common people.

"After the White Lotus Sect's turmoil, I'm afraid that all places will be ruined. Food and tax revenue will be reduced sharply in the coming year. The most urgent task is to let these people settle down. If they have enough to eat, they have to make a living. My nephew plans to send them away Go to Linqing, there are many workshops there, and Zhen needs a lot of labor."

Sun Yuanhua was in great pain.

He deeply understood that once these people were sent to Linqing, many of them would become Zuo Mengeng's troops.

Zuo Menggeng is already so difficult to cure now. If he continues to grow stronger, will this Ming Dynasty...

Since Huang Zongxi reported his identity, the enthusiasm of Laiyang scholars for him immediately exceeded that of Zuo Mengeng.

No matter how famous Zuo Mengeng is throughout the world, he is also a martial artist.

Huang Zongxi is different.

After Zhonglie, the leaders of Jiangnan and the new talents of Donglin were the objects of admiration by Zuo Maodi and others.

Jiang Gai came forward and invited him sincerely.

"We Laiyang scholars study diligently and study articles every day, admiring the splendor of the southeast. Donglin, Yingshe, Jishe and other sages are our role models, but we only regret not being able to meet them. Brother Huang is here today, I hope you can Many blessings will increase our knowledge."

Huang Zongxi looked intently and saw that all the Laiyang disciples were extremely eager and couldn't help but shake their heads.

"How can there be any sages in the southeast? They are just a bunch of talkers. What good will it do to the country and the people to write two sour poems and have a small reputation in a brothel?"

Zuo Maodi and others all changed their expressions, not expecting him to say such a thing.

I originally thought that he was from the southeast and must be as talented and knowledgeable as Liu Zongzhou, Qian Qianyi, Zhang Pu and others.

But he didn't expect that in his words, there was no outstanding person in the southeast.

Shen Xun couldn't accept it, so he thought about it and said, "I have occasionally acquired the knowledge of Southeast sages, and I have benefited a lot. Why did Brother Huang say...said..."

Huang Zongxi is much more straightforward.

"What's the use of well-written articles and poems? Can they save this increasingly declining world? The poems of those famous prostitutes in the southeast are also very good. They seem to be concerned about the country and the people. Can they increase the output of the people?"

Everyone in Laiyang was shocked. They did not expect that Huang Zunsu's son actually looked down on learning.

But what he said makes sense when you taste it carefully.

After all these things, Huang Zongxi also discovered that these scholars were not bad, and his tone softened slightly.

"My counselor once said that practice is the only criterion for testing truth. The greatest knowledge in the world, especially the knowledge of governing a country and governing the people, must be done and experienced by oneself before one can understand and understand it. Write an article , it’s just empty talk.”

"Practice is the only criterion for testing truth..."

The people in Laiyang silently savored this sentence, and increasingly realized that this simple words seemed to contain the great truth of the world.

It's just that they are not yet able to fully grasp this truth, and they become increasingly confused.

Huang Zongxi is definitely a good pioneer.

He said to several people: "If you really have the ambition to help the world, then the most important thing to do is to take off your long robes, throw away the empty and illusory books, put your feet firmly on the ground, and go out to the most ordinary people. In the middle. Go and see what's wrong with them, what they need most, and you will understand why the world has become like this. Don't look above the top, and don't just look at the court and the emperor. They are all gods, How do you understand the suffering in the world?”

Everyone in Laiyang couldn't help but feel excited after hearing his words that directly slandered the court and the emperor.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, thoughts were chaotic and various voices became loud.

What Huang Zongxi said is really not out of line, and combined with the previous part, it is very convincing.

Today is definitely a special day for them.

Not only was Laiyang saved, he survived from the edge of life and death. And I heard the great truth from a true practitioner.

Seeing that Huang Zongxi was about to follow Zuo Mengeng, several people were surprised by the flowing sleeves.

"Brother Huang, your arm..."

Huang Zongxi turned his head and smiled proudly.

"Under Qingshui Pass, this arm was replaced by eight Tatars."

In an instant, an awe-inspiring murderous aura forced several people to stand still, and they could only look up at their peers who had gone away.

Zuo Maodi only felt that there was a surge of energy in his chest, making him unable to rest for a moment.

"Back then, Mr. Huang and Bai An died generously and became famous all over the world, inspiring us to pursue it bravely. I don't want Huang Taichong to be more talented than his master, abandon his pen and join the army, and fight bloody battles with the Tartars. My dear gentlemen, Huang Taichong is right. In today's world, no matter how much you read, you will be able to do better. How about it? Are there still fewer scholars in the world? Among all the princes in the court, who are not profoundly knowledgeable? But have they saved the country and the people?"

Ginger picking is similar.

"In the past, when Da Lai interacted with us, he always talked about the world and the country, but what he did was to harm the people. It can be seen that this kind of reading, reading to death, or just reading alone will not succeed."

Speaking of Zuo Maotai, everyone felt sorry for him.

You must know that Zuo Maodi joined Shanzuo Grand Shrine together with his cousins ​​Zuo Maotai, Zuo Maofen, Zuo Maogui, Zuo Liangfu, etc., and that was when he started his ambition.

Looking back on the past, apart from hanging out, exchanging knowledge, and commenting on current affairs, how did these people ever pay attention to the livelihood of ordinary people?

Huang Zongxi said that their eyes are higher than their tops, which is appropriate.

Zuo Maodi was ashamed of his past impetuosity and made up his mind.

"Gentlemen, I plan to follow Huang Taichong, what about you?"

Zhang Yunlan hesitated and said: "This is the year of the provincial examination. Zhongji, aren't you going to take the examination?"

Zuo Maodi laughed, and there were faint signs of a breakthrough.

"What kind of fame does Huang Taichong have? But what he did, isn't he a man and a great man? Let me tell you, a great hero is like that. It's just a mere fame, so what if he passes the test? He's just a member of the officialdom. How can he be associated with salvation? Compared to the world?"

Jiang Cai and Jiang Gai were inspired by him and agreed one after another.

"Zhongji, we will seek the road with you."

Shen Xun looked at his close friends, gritted his teeth, and finally made a decision.

"That's all, that's all. I'll accompany you for a while in this life."

Zhang Yunlan looked at his friends who were in high spirits and felt bitter for a moment.

He is different from the four.

The fourth Zuo Mao people are all children of wealthy families. Even if they don't take the exams to obtain fame, they don't have to worry about food and drink, and they still live a comfortable life.

But he is responsible for the prosperity of his family and has no choice.

When he thought about parting ways with his friends from now on, Zhang Yunhuang couldn't help but feel sad and confused.