Zhu Yijun watched Zhang Juzheng start to change the topic, and knew that his hammer had already cracked a crack in Zhang Juzheng's ideological seal. It was not enough to go too far, and let Zhang Juzheng slowly think about the question before he could answer it himself.
Zhang Juzheng, the minister entrusted by the late Emperor Zhang Juzheng before his death, had to answer questions when His Majesty the Emperor had doubts.
And Zhang Juzheng also has to answer the questions in his heart. This is the self-cultivation of a gentleman.
The knowledge in the unity of knowledge and action, Yang Bo said very clearly, is knowledge. Zhi is both a noun and a verb. It is both the knowledge of knowing and the knowledge of cognition.
To describe it more accurately, conscience in the unity of knowledge and action is the continuous exploration of the understanding of the nature, wholeness, internal connections and development laws of things themselves in the growth of heart, practice, peace of mind, and truthfulness.
The unity of knowledge and action in Wang Yangming's theory of mind is a process of thinking development, which is a perceptual and rational cognitive activity of the world based on practice, with the content of exploring the essence of things and the goal of revealing the laws of development of things.
The unity of knowledge and action is a thinking development process of practice, understanding, practice again, and understanding again. It is a cyclic and spiral thinking development process. This process is the essential characteristic of human thinking, dialectics.
To put it simply, the dialectical nature manifested by the unity of knowledge and action is the tireless pursuit of truth by human beings. They strive to use the knowledge they already possess to break through the boundaries of their own experience and pursue the truth.
As the emperor's master, Zhang Juzheng wanted to answer His Majesty's doubts;
Similarly, Zhang Juzheng, as a gentleman, must face the doubts in his heart, otherwise he will be weak.
"Mr. Xie Yuanfu for clearing up the doubts." Zhu Yijun stood up and bowed to express his gratitude to Zhang Juzheng, the bachelor of the banquet.
"I am so ashamed of myself." Zhang Juzheng saluted quite respectfully. He was really ashamed that he did not really answer His Majesty's questions.
"Farewell to Your Majesty." Zhang Juzheng bowed his head again and said goodbye to His Majesty who left the Wenhua Hall.
The sunshine at noon in May became dazzling. He was bathed in the spring light and looked back at the Wenhua Hall, where he could usually see the public facilities just by looking up.
The midday sun made people dizzy, and the Wenhua Palace suddenly became extraordinarily huge. Inside the open door, the deep palace seemed to have turned into a monster that chose to devour people, like a bloody mouth that seemed to want to kill him. It was torn into pieces, but there was always a voice in Zhang Juzheng's heart, constantly clamoring to get closer to Him, think about Him, and know Him!
In the deepest part of the palace, there seems to be a terrifying, unseen, and indescribable monster entrenched.
This monster will smash all of Zhang Juzheng's cognitions in his life, destroy all of Zhang Juzheng's conscience, and destroy the strong thinking boundaries he has established over the years.
This monster gradually became nameable. He was a ten-year-old man, but he had a sunny and cheerful appearance.
The doubts of a ten-year-old child are natural and simple, and it is this naturalness and simplicity that can lead to breathless questions.
Without saying a word, Zhang Juzheng shook his head slightly. The Wenhua Palace gradually returned to its original appearance, and everything in the palace became normal.
Zhang Juzheng caught a cold yesterday, which is why he had this messy hallucination. He was not deceiving the emperor. He was trying to use illness to escape His Majesty's questioning in the Wenhua Palace, but he really caught the cold occasionally.
The little emperor was busy everywhere in the palace. Zhu Yijun, who was sweating from practicing martial arts, changed his clothes and ran to Baoqi Hall and started hoeing the ground every day. This time the activity was pruning. Some potato seedlings had grown too big. The branches and leaves are lush and need to be pruned by the emperor, just like the Jin Party is too lush and needs to cut off some of its wings to make him less confident in doing evil.
Wang Chonggu didn't know how he returned to the Quanchu Guild Hall. He was sweating coldly. This time, Zhang Juzheng's four waves of offensive made Wang Chonggu almost unable to resist. Zhang Juzheng was in the Wenhua Hall. If he continued to pursue, Wang Chonggu will leave the court earlier than Yang Bo.
"The golden imperial decree was revoked; Ma Fang, the commander-in-chief of Datong, returned to his hometown for leisure; a total of ten deputy commanders and generals in Datong and Xuanfu were dismissed; Xu Xing asked questions; at the last moment, if Bai Gui hadn't kept his hand, you would never have done this Pass easily." Yang Bo sat calmly and looked at Wang Chonggu with a complicated expression.
Wang Chonggu was silent for a moment and said: "Feng Bao really went too far and humiliated the courtiers!"
Shouldn't it be Zhang Juzheng who hurt Wang Chonggu the most? Feng Bao just cursed people as usual.
Yang Bo immediately asked: "The words of the eunuch Feng Bao are certainly hateful, but how can you refute it? Those who do unrighteousness will be punished. This is the truth."
"The reason why our Jin Party is so powerful is to alleviate the danger of war in Xuanda and Dajiang. The imperial court needs to rely on it. Is the Jin Party now or the Jin Party of the past?"
Wang Chonggu clenched his fists, and then slowly loosened his fists. Zhang Siwei walked in from outside the door. The Quanjin Guild Hall would soon be his, so he could naturally walk to the study without saying hello.
"The imperial court needs to rely on the Jin Party because the troops in Xuanda and Da are in danger of war. If we let the troops in Xuanda and Da in war be in danger, won't the Jin Party still be the Jin Party?" Zhang Siwei put away the folding fan in his hand. The servant hurriedly served Zhang Siwei hot tea, and when Zhang Siwei came in, the servant was already making preparations.
Yang Bo frowned and said: "At that time, there were no good generals in the court. Now, there is Commander Qi guarding the three towns of Jizhou. You really want to declare that the war between Da and Da is dangerous, and the court must rely on the Jin Dynasty." Party?"
Zhang Siwei said nonchalantly: "My uncle, you are always limited to your conscience. This is a battle fought in Datong, Xuanfu. No matter how fierce Qi Jiguang is, can he still win? His southern soldiers will suffer. How can you still win the battle without having enough to eat?"
"Isn't the imperial court going to have to rely on us, the Jin Party? Besides, all we have to do is make noises with the officials to remonstrate, and sow a wedge between the palace, Yuan Fu, and Qi Shuai."
"Everyone will have doubts. Qi Shuai is so good at fighting, and His Majesty is still in his prime. Once true and false news spreads, the palace will naturally be doubtful."
Yang Bo was silent. He was indeed not as bad as Zhang Siwei. Zhang Siwei was the kind of extremely bad person, the kind of extreme self-interested person.
Yang Bo said with emotion: "Confucius said of the Ji family: Eight hundred people are dancing in the court. This is tolerable, but who can't be tolerated! Confucius said: Gentlemen are in competition with each other but not in competition, while villains are in competition with each other but are not in Zhou Dynasty."
"The ancients never deceived me."
Zhang Siwei looked a little irritated, spread his hands and said: "Look what uncle said, now that we have eight people dancing in the court, will Zhang Juzheng be gone? By then, his family will be the only one, do you think he will do more?" Too much? What kind of gentleman or villain are all nonsense. If you share the same trend, you will follow it; if you share the benefit, you will tend to it; if you share the harm, you will avoid it; if you share the evil, you will reject it. Only in this way can we be stable."
"People's hearts will change, but interests will not. Uncle said, is this the truth?"
Zhang Siwei was very good at arguing, but Yang Bo didn't want to argue either, so the debate came to an abrupt end.
"Ma Gui, Ma Jin and ten others will be escorted to Beijing in a few days. Xu Xing asked, should we think of a way to save our people? If we don't save our people, won't we be disbanded? "Wang Chonggu talked about another thing.
Jinzi Gaoming and Ma Fang, the general of Datong, are all about face. The ten generals, Ma Gui and Ma Jin, must be saved. This is lizi.
It doesn't matter if you change the general. It's a fatal thing to change all the deputy generals and generals. The generals under the generals will all fall when they see these nobles. The branches are full of flowers and butterflies, and the trees are like hozens. Dispersion is the norm in the world.
When the Jindang flowers bloom, butterflies fly all over the branches. Isn’t this the same trend that leads to the same trend, and the same trend to the benefit?
When the tree fell, the hozens dispersed in a rush. Doesn't this mean that people who share the same harm will avoid it, and those who share the same evil will seek to attack it?
"The war is fierce and the war is dangerous." Zhang Siwei said with a smile: "This spring is almost over, the northern barbarians are scattered all over the north, people are not farming and weaving, the land has no other products, and there is no money. The felt fur cannot bear the summer heat. , Make trouble and destroy it, try every possible means to fix the leak, Hulu, it’s time to go south, how can you change the general at the last minute with all the provocations?"
Yang Bo's expression changed drastically, he flicked his sleeves and said sternly: "You are seeking death, don't take me with you!"
"What did uncle say?" Zhang Siwei asked with a smile.
"Let me think of a way. With your method, sooner or later all the Jin Party will be sent to the Jiecuyuan." Yang Bo was helpless. He is now the leader of the party. These generals of the border army still have to be saved.
Yang Bo pondered for a long time, stood up, and after pacing repeatedly, walked towards the Quanchu Guild Hall. He wanted to go to Zhang Juzheng to beg for mercy. Only if Zhang Juzheng was willing to let go would this matter be possible. If Zhang Juzheng refused to let go, then Yang Bo won't do anything more.
He is old and can no longer take care of so many things.
In the Quanjin Guild Hall, the Wenchang Pavilion behind the Nine-fold Bridge was still brightly lit. Zhang Juzheng, the first minister of the Ming Dynasty, was neither annotating the Four Books and Five Classics, nor tending his potato seedlings. He was just sitting quietly, looking out the window, stunned. Stunned and lost in thought.
You Qi was frightened. His husband was very busy. When did he come home and do nothing but just stare in a daze?
"Sir, Dazai Yang is here." You Qi reminded in a low voice.
Zhang Juzheng's mind was still immersed in the weird issue of attacking the shield with the spear of the son. When he heard what You Qi said, he looked at You Qi in confusion and asked, "What did you say?"
"Yang Dazai is here." You Qi said worriedly: "Sir, the wind is cold..."
"It's okay, it's fine. I'm just thinking about your majesty's problem." Zhang Juzheng showed a smile and said, "Please Yang Dazai."
After Zhang Juzheng and Yang Bo had played tricks on each other, Zhang Juzheng looked at Yang Bo and said, "Dazai, there are many discussions in the court, saying that I, Zhang Juzheng, monopolizes the lectures and isolates the inside and outside. It is better to give lectures to His Majesty. Yang Dazai is here." Do?"
"I'm old and no longer useful. It's better for Mr. Yuanfu to come." Upon hearing this, Yang Bo quickly waved his hand and said, "It's better for Mr. Yuanfu to come."
Ge Shouli, Wang Xilie, and Fan Yingqi had not carefully read the lectures written by the bachelors, but Yang Bo had read them word for word, which was definitely not a good thing.
"Dazai, your majesty asked me today whether Yang Dazai is a gentleman or a villain. I don't know how to answer. Dazai will answer." Zhang Juzheng looked at Yang Bo and asked seriously.
