Chapter 24 Preparing for Mingjiantang
It's not that He Xi dared not agree.
In fact, the noble disciples have a good reputation, and none of them are easy to deal with.
It's actually very simple.
Among the nobles, there are those who are truly talented. The fact that they don't know how to pursue literary pursuits doesn't mean they don't study. But they will not study in the Imperial College. Because these people will inherit the status of their fathers in the military. Such as Fu Zhong. Why do these people need to study in the Imperial College?
Moreover, in the current situation of the Ming Dynasty, the future of military generals is better than that of civilian officials.
Therefore, the noble sons of the Imperial College are either unfavored concubines. Either that, he is a disciple who cannot be brought up.
These people have no future and are almost lawless. You can't even expect to learn anything. Just being able to sit calmly in class is enough.
He Xi didn't want to keep these people under his door.
The prince said: "I know that these people have a bad reputation, but after all they are following my father to conquer the world. Duke Cao also sees your knowledge, which is much better than some rotten scholars. Duke Cao does not expect them to learn anything. Just learn some skills to do things."
"Of course, I am the one who conveyed the message. Duke Cao Guo also paid homage to you to discuss this matter again."
Although the prince said that he was the messenger. But the implication is already clear. He has already agreed to this.
"Your Highness," another young eunuch came over and said, "Beiping Military Report."
The prince said: "If you urge me, I'm here." He suddenly stood up and said: "I have no time today, so I can't talk to Brother He in detail. Let's talk about it when we have the opportunity in the future."
He Xi said: "I'm leaving."
The prince said: "Today's affairs in front of the imperial court are not over yet. It's not easy for me to interfere in the matters inside the Imperial College. Just go ahead and do your work. I won't send you away."
He Xi slowly retreated.
The prince did not deal with the matter directly, but paced in place, thinking about what He Xi said. He thought to himself: "He Xi's knowledge has no character at all, and has no foundation in classics, but it is very rigorous and can be said to be self-contained. Is there really a Dazhi Zen Master in the world who studies heaven and man?"
The prince then shook his head and said to himself: "Logic theory is in the way of governing the country, but I don't know what the situation is."
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When He Xi returned home, the first thing he did was prepare teaching materials.
Zhu Yuanzhang is right.
Gaining power is about doing things.
Rather than the opposite, power is seductive. But if you remain silent about power itself, you are a slave to power. Only use power to do things. That is the master of power. As soon as he entered the Imperial College, he did so many things in order to obtain independent educational rights. Mingjiantang was equivalent to a branch of the Imperial College. This branch is under the control of He Xi, and the Mingjiantang is in the hands of He Xi not only for the purpose of compiling history.
He wanted to pass on many of his theories to later generations here.
But when it came to teaching materials, he was in trouble.
You cannot directly copy the teaching materials of later generations. Don’t let science take up too much.
Without him, the supervisors here have grown up reading books about sages. Yes. They are not loyal disciples of Confucianism. Because you are young, you are easily attracted and changed. However, their intellectual foundation is inconsistent with the content of science.
Therefore, some aspects of social studies that conflict with Confucianism must be deleted. Among the science subjects, mathematics can only be included. List some subjects such as physics under mathematics.
In short, deleting, deleting, revising and revising is also a big project.
At the same time, he also wanted to go to the Imperial College to consolidate the fruits of his victory.
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It's Song Ne's room value again.
He Xi sat across from him respectfully, with the attitude of a subordinate facing his superior. It can be said that if ordinary people saw this, they would definitely think that He Xi was Song Ne's most considerate subordinate. The relationship between superiors and subordinates is very good.
This is also the knowledge that He Xi gradually learned.
It doesn't matter whether you like it or not. You still have to pay some respect. Winners should not be too arrogant.
Song Ne was very angry when he saw He Xi acting like this. But this fire has nowhere to go. Said: "What are you doing here?"
He Xi said: "Sir, don't you know the holy will? Or do you have to ask me to get a copy of the holy decree?"
Song Ne said: "That's right. How can it be called an imperial edict without going through the Feng Pavilion and Luantai? No matter what the occasion, His Majesty said anything. It's just an oral edict."
He Xi said: "My lord, I understand what you mean. Therefore, this is the holy intention."
In fact, not all imperial edicts must be received on kneeling. Many imperial edicts are actually just like official documents. Just send it up with both hands.
Song Ne's face was dark. He took the envelope with both hands and opened it. Sure enough, the emperor had already used his seal. Nothing else. It is the affairs of Mingjiantang. Since He Xi already has an imperial edict, if he just takes out the imperial edict, everything will be fine. That's what happened. If he continued to add insult to injury, it would be disrespectful to Song Ne.
Although Song Ne knew He Xi's intention. But adhering to the mentality of being upright and not afraid of the shadow, even when he was angry, he did not explain. Said: "I have read the imperial edict, but it doesn't work."
He Xi said: "Why, sir, you want to resist the decree."
Song Ne said: "I don't dare, but there is no room in the Imperial College."
He Xi said: "There is no room. Isn't the Imperial College newly built? How come there is no room?"
Song Ne said: "When it was built, there was no mention of Mingjiantang. Now there are more than 2,000 students in the Imperial College. Most of them have no space. If you don't believe it, go and see for yourself."
He Xi frowned and said, "Master Song, you can't be so dishonest. This matter is not difficult for me to solve. If this spreads out, it will bring bad reputation to Master Song."
"I don't care whether your reputation is good or not." Song Ne said, "You are in the Imperial College, will you listen to me?"
He Xi said nothing.
Song Ne also used He Xi to speak, and already understood what He Xi meant. Said: "In this case, out of sight is out of mind. And you have also seen the layout of the Imperial College. There has never been a place for Mingjiantang. If you designate any place as Mingjiantang, it will destroy the overall layout of the Imperial College."
"So there is no Mingjiantang seat in the Imperial College, and there is no Mingjiantang seat in my place."
He Xi thought about it and realized that Song Ne's words were not unreasonable.
Ancient buildings had a layout. There are six branches of the Imperial College, one main hall, and layers of courtyards. Plus the east room and west hall on both sides. All are symmetrical structures. Forcibly cutting off a part to make the Mingjiantang would destroy the overall structure. Something is inappropriate.
Song Ne regarded the Imperial College as his eyeball, so naturally he was unwilling to do so.
He Xi secretly thought: "Yes, if Mingjiantang can be independent, the things I want to do will be free from outside interference."
He Xi said: "Okay, I don't care about the Imperial College. But I want to arrange an exam in the Imperial College to select the supervisors of Mingjiantang."
Song Ne said: "Test?"
He Xi said: "Yes."
Song Ne said: "Why should I promise you?"
He Xi said: "Actually, I personally admire Fang Xiaoru, Mr. Fang. I know that he actually doesn't like my teachings. But no matter when, he never said anything bad about me. Mr. Fang The most confident.”
Song Ne said: "Confidence?"
He Xi said; "Confidence, no matter how talented I am, I can't shake the status of Confucianism. So he left me alone. He wanted to be open to all rivers. And Mr. Song, you wish you could shut me up and kill me and then be quick. But the truth of the world , even if I say nothing, he will no longer exist."
"This is not the way to be a scholar. It is also not the way to be a human being. Does Mr. Song really believe that my own strength can surpass the thousands of years of accumulation of Confucianism?"
Song Ne was silent for a while, frowned, and said, "What a sharp mouth. If I don't agree, it's my fault. Okay, it's just an exam. What's the exam?"
He Xi said: "Then thank you, Mr. Song. I will set the questions for this exam and the supervisors will be free to sign up."
Song Ne said: "I will arrange it."
He Xi saluted and said, "Then I'll take my leave."
After He Xi left, Song Ne didn't move for a long time. Falling into deep thought, he adhered to the principle of self-examination and reflected on his actions during this period. Was he overreacting? Did something inappropriate.
