(Refresh later)
Therefore, Mr. Zhuang's actions at this time were completely useless. Although there was still a strong aroma of wine in the air, it was just the aroma born from the first situation.
"Pedant, please stop teasing me!"
Sheng Changquan didn't think about hiding anything in front of an old man like Mr. Zhuang. He looked directly into Mr. Zhuang's eyes and simply asked him bluntly.
"Pedant, can you tell me why you are willing to help students so simply?"
"Students ask themselves if they don't have the advantages that your classmates have. Why do you, the scholar, help your students so much?"
Sheng Changquan didn't understand why Mr. Zhuang looked at him differently.
Firstly, he does not have Sheng Changbai's righteousness and the reputation of being friends with the eldest grandson of the Sheng family. Secondly, he does not have the teacher-student friendship that Qi Heng has with Mr. Zhuang for many years. Apart from his own "insignificant" talent, he is really I just can't understand the reason.
But you must know that he has not shown all of Sheng Changquan's talents. As the saying goes, "The wind will destroy the trees that are beautiful in the forest." He, who is familiar with "the stubborn is the king", naturally has to hide a lot of them.
Therefore, Sheng Changquan is sure that all his talents have not been exposed. In the eyes of everyone, he is just a little smarter than ordinary people. He is not a monster. But why would Mr. Zhuang treat him so much? What about treating each other differently?
He really couldn't figure it out.
"hehe!"
Hearing his student speak so bluntly, Mr. Zhuang felt quite happy in his heart.
"Changquan, you finally asked!"
Mr. Zhuang put down what he was holding and replied with a smile on his face: "Yes, you do not have Changbai's righteousness, Qi Heng's family background, and even Changfeng has the advantage of being older than you!"
"However, in my eyes, these things are nothing!"
"There is something extremely precious about you!"
"oh?"
Sheng Changquan was puzzled: "I dare to ask academics, what are the precious things in students?"
"Ha ha!"
Mr. Zhuang picked up the glass of wine on the table and drank it in one gulp!
"What I like is the fearlessness in you!"
"Fearless?"
Sheng Changquan frowned, somewhat confused as to what Mr. Zhuang meant.
"Pedant, what exactly do you mean by 'fearless'?"
Sheng Changquan shook his head and said frankly: "Students don't understand!"
"Haha, you don't understand?"
Mr. Zhuang leisurely poured a glass of wine on the table again, half-smiling but not smiling: "Old man, let me ask you a question!"
"What do you think of today's imperial court?" "What do you think of today's official family?"
Mr. Zhuang did not say anything clearly. Instead, he asked two other specious questions.
Sheng Changquan's eyelids twitched when he heard this, and his lips moved slightly. Although his voice was small, his momentum was firm.
"Of course that's great!"
Sheng Changquan still sang the hymn calmly:
"There are so many talented people in the court, and all of you are talented and elegant. They are really rare and charming people. Their characters are also admirable!"
"Not to mention, today in Haiqingheyan, the people have no worries about food and clothing, and they all enjoy the joy of mulberry fields and fields. This world is a peaceful and prosperous age, and today's officials can also be called wise kings!"
"and……"
"hehe!"
"OK OK!"
Mr. Zhuang glanced sideways at Sheng Changquan with a faint smile, interrupting Sheng Changquan's next series of good words.
The old gentleman considered it for himself. After a long while, he said leisurely: "Changquan, don't you kid think you can show off in front of me!"
Mr. Zhuang looked solemn, turned his head, looked at Sheng Changquan and said solemnly: "Chang Quan, if you really think that this is a peaceful and prosperous age, then you will not practice the art of horse arching!"
Mr. Zhuang stretched out his hand and looked at the bulging muscles on Sheng Changquan's body, indicating something.
"Pedant, students don't practice martial arts because..."
Sheng Changquan opened his mouth to explain himself, but unexpectedly!
"Oh, no need!"
Mr. Zhuang stretched out his hand and shook it slightly, insisting that he had seen through Sheng Changquan's thoughts.
"However, Chang Quan, I have to say that you are indeed very discerning!"
"You can actually see through the shortcomings of this court at a glance, and know the current situation of internal and external troubles!"
Mr. Zhuang looked melancholy, as if he was filled with all kinds of sorrow: "Even I have been watching this scene for decades before I can understand some of it!"
"The current troubles in the world are not only the sons in the palace seizing the legitimate sons, but also the worries of Beiliang!"
"Not only the north, but also the southern border is a bit unstable!"
Mr. Zhuang pointed out the situation and wrote passionately: "It's a pity that all the confiscations in the court are all for the sake of the venerable. He is unwilling to expose this mirror and only cares about maintaining the illusion of burning oil!"
"Have they never thought that if this flaw is exposed one day, the world will be plunged into war again..."
Seeing that Mr. Zhuang began to use his martial arts practice as a foothold and continue to expand, Sheng Changquan could only take a step back quietly and forcibly swallowed the words in his mouth.
Unfortunately, Sheng Changquan's reason for practicing martial arts was not because he wanted to join the army.
In fact, his original purpose was very simple, which was to practice martial arts to protect himself. On the one hand, he did not want to turn himself into a weak and weak sissy, and on the other hand, he also wanted to have a strong body. My body is finally not "mutilated" by the rudimentary medical skills of this era!
Although the medical science of this world is quite miraculous, on the whole it is not as good as that of later generations.
In addition, Sheng Changquan's secondary purpose of practicing martial arts is because he also has a little unknown dream.
After all, who in the past life didn’t have a dream of wearing a white shirt and carrying a sword, riding on a horse and seeing the rivers and lakes?
In short, no matter what Sheng Changquan's starting point was, it was absolutely impossible to do what Mr. Zhuang thought - to serve the country and the people and aspire to join the army.
"..."
"..."
Mr. Zhuang was immersed in his own thoughts and talked for a long time, until his mouth was a little dry as he said, and then he reluctantly touched his mouth and stopped.
"Change the power!"
Mr. Zhuang first picked up the glass of wine on the table and moistened his throat slightly, then turned his head and looked at Sheng Changquan, who had a strange expression next to him.
"Actually, in addition to this reason, I have another proof!"
Mr. Zhuang smiled and said another reason of his!
"Um?"
"hehe!"
"Chang Quan, maybe you haven't noticed it yourself. Although your past articles were all written respectfully and without a trace of transgression, there is a different flavor inside."
Mr. Zhuang was a little proud, thinking that he had understood Sheng Changquan.
"Yeah?"
When Sheng Changquan heard what Mr. Zhuang said, he immediately frowned.
"Is there really something wrong with you?"
Sheng Changquan asked himself, he did have a kind of aloof contempt for the imperial court of this era. However, it was not Li Bai's "An Neng can make me bend my eyebrows and bend my waist to serve the powerful" like Li Bai's, but he had it from the bottom of his heart. A feeling of looking down.
Moreover, he is not looking down upon one or two people or things. In the words of Senior Brother Duan Shui Shui, that means he is not targeting one or two people.
What he wants to say is everyone who is alive and not alive!
"pedant!"
Sheng Changquan thought about it in his heart for a long time, but still didn't understand.
"Pedant, the student really doesn't remember what is wrong. Please tell me clearly!"
Sheng Changquan could never remember the inaccuracies in his article, so he simply asked him bluntly.
After all, if there is really anything wrong with his article, then this is not a trivial matter!
Sheng Changquan planned to remember this lesson, so that when he entered officialdom in the future, he would not be caught by others and said that he despised the imperial power.
"No! No! No!"
"There is nothing wrong with the article you wrote!"
Seeing Sheng Changquan asking for advice, Mr. Zhuang shook his head.
"no problem?"
"Then I dare to ask why a scholar would say that a student's article has a 'different flavor'?"
Sheng Changquan felt a little weird in his heart!
"Could it be that Mr. Zhuang is making a joke on me?"
Sheng Changquan thought to himself: "Or did he just say it casually and deceive me like this?"
"hehe!"
And just when Sheng Changquan was trying his best to figure it out, Mr. Zhuang finally explained the reason.
"Chang Quan, don't think blindly!"
"If I weren't familiar with you, I wouldn't have noticed anything wrong with this!"
Mr. Zhuang took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Sheng Changquan.
"Chang Quan, take a look for yourself. This is "The Theory of Mie Qian" written by you. There is something remarkable in it!"
Sheng Changquan took what Mr. Zhuang handed over and took a closer look!
"Yes, scholar, this is indeed "The Theory of Mie Qian" written by me."
Sheng Changquan could see clearly that this piece of paper was indeed written by himself. At the same time, this was also a specially written piece of homework at the request of Mr. Zhuang.
"But, scholar, what's going on here?"
What Sheng Changquan was thinking about at this time was still his own flaw, so he couldn't care about anything else.
"hehe!"
Mr. Zhuang was still calm: "It's very simple. That's because in this article of yours, or in other words, in your past articles, there is never a sentence saying that the imperial power is the greatest!"
"Um?"
"Pedant, what do you mean?"
Sheng Changquan looked at Mr. Zhuang and asked, "Student, remember..."
"No!"
Mr. Zhuang waved his hand and explained: "Chang Quan, you must understand that I am talking about imperial power, not officialdom!"
"Although your article is full of 'respect' for the official family, you have never said that the imperial power is solemn, especially in your article "The Theory of Mie Qian"!"
"I never expected that you could actually make the statement that the people are more important than the king!"
Mr. Zhuang had a look of surprise on his face!
Then, he also shook his head and recited this article "On the Destruction of Qian" written by Sheng Changquan: "The destruction of Qian is not due to unfavorable soldiers, poor warfare, or wrong weather conditions. However, the disadvantage of Qian lies in the hearts of the people!"
"Wherever the people's hearts are directed, the emperor's sword points. The king and the people are like boats and water. Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it."
"good!"
"This sentence should make a lot of sense!"
When he said this sentence, Mr. Zhuang's face was even more excited. He seemed to be suffering from epilepsy, his hands and feet were trembling. However, Sheng Changquan had quick eyesight and quick hands, and he quickly stepped forward to support him.
Otherwise, this old gentleman might be in trouble!
"Pedant, you old man, be careful!"
Sheng Changquan explained with some amazement: "Pedant, didn't you criticize the students before, saying that the students' remarks were inappropriate and evil?"
"Why are you looking like this now?"
It turned out that when Mr. Zhuang was explaining the homework to all the students, he told everyone that Sheng Changquan's "The Theory of Mie Qian" was a failure. The theme and content were incorrect, and it was a "deviant way." !
Of course, this "evil way" was Mr. Zhuang's assessment in front of everyone, but in fact, he was just protecting Sheng Changquan.
After the evaluation, Mr. Zhuang at that time confiscated Sheng Changquan's partial article and put it in his sleeve. It was precisely because of this that no one had seen Sheng Changquan's article.
"well!"
Hearing Sheng Changquan's question, Mr. Zhuang couldn't help but sigh.
"Chang Quan, you still don't understand how cruel the battle between these schools is!"
Mr. Zhuang followed Sheng Changquan's arm and carefully sat back in the pavilion, explaining: "Right now, the mainstream of Confucianism and Taoism is Neo-Confucianism, which pays attention to kings, ministers, fathers and sons, and is extremely disdainful of other theories!"
"Among them, not to mention your idea of 'the people are the most valuable and the king is the least important'!"
Sheng Changquan was silent.
In fact, Sheng Changquan is not unaware of what Mr. Zhuang said. According to his understanding, Neo-Confucianism, the current mainstream of Confucianism and Taoism, is actually a doctrine that cooperates with feudal rulers to consolidate their rights and enslave the people.
Although there are many merits in it, it also has great disadvantages and will cause the destruction of human nature.
The Neo-Confucianism of this world is similar to the Cheng-Zhu theory of the previous life, which emphasizes "preserving the principles of nature and destroying human desires." In this world, this theory is like a big, upright stone. Although it is somewhat thick, it can easily lead to bump.
"Pedant, don't you think this idea of mine is wrong?"
Sheng Changquan lowered his eyes and asked softly.
"Wrong? What's wrong?"
Mr. Zhuang's eyes inexplicably shone brighter than the stars!
"Chang Quan, you must stick to your own ideas and thoroughly improve your theory. I have a hunch that this theory is the true meaning of my Confucianism!"
At this time, Mr. Zhuang was so excited that he began to forget to call himself "I" instead.
"If it weren't for my old age and running out of time, I would definitely work with you to perfect this theory!"
Mr. Zhuang was very excited!
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