Dongchang Yamen.
As soon as Yan Lei brought the people back, he saw Yang Fan standing in one place with an ugly face. People around him subconsciously avoided him for fear of being affected.
"grown ups?"
Yan Lei hurried forward and asked cautiously, "But what happened?"
Yang Fan waved his hand: "It's okay."
His eyes glanced at Yan Lei and others: "You have gone on a mission? Is there anything worth noting?"
At least Yang Fan still remembered his mission and would ask about it from time to time.
Yan Lei quickly replied: "Replying to your lord, because the Encore time was postponed, a few students complained. However, because of Your Majesty's favor, the number of candidates has increased, and many colleges are rejoicing. Today, several great scholars have entered the capital, including The two are from opposing colleges and are afraid of something happening."
In this era, the struggle between colleges and universities was fierce.
After all, it involves not only ideas, but also interests.
Ideas always serve the interests of some people, so those who can form a college often represent a huge interest group.
Of course, there is no peace within any academy. Different understandings often give rise to different interpretations, thus forming factions within the academy.
This situation is unavoidable even among the most prominent schools of thought in the world.
But Wang Yun is still alive, so he naturally has the highest right of interpretation, so the internal conflicts among them are the smallest.
But the contradictions between the dead sages' theories and the schools and colleges formed due to different interpretations by later generations have become more and more intense.
"Which two?"
Yang Fan asked curiously.
"Yuan Qiusheng from Hengyan College advocates valuing etiquette and following the ancient times, while Zheng Ji from Jinhu College advocates legal principles and innovation..."
Before Yan Lei finished speaking, Yang Fan understood.
He said in his heart that one should follow the ancients and respect etiquette, and the other should innovate and respect the law. It would be strange not to start a fight.
"As long as it doesn't go out of line, it has nothing to do with us."
Yang Fan directly drew a line.
"Yes, sir."
Yan Lei nodded knowingly.
They, the eunuchs, have no time to get involved in this kind of battle between doctrines. However, a battle is a battle, and if anyone breaks the rules, they are not vegetarians.
The prison in Dongchang was never afraid of the criminal's strong background.
"It is said that they are all giving lectures tonight, and it is just across the street. Sir, would you like to go over and have a look?"
Yan Lei asked for instructions.
After all, he was just a stall. Facing two great scholars from the academy, he still felt a little weak.
Although these old guys don't have any official titles, they have many disciples under them. The most annoying thing is that thoughts are the most deadly thing. Once they agree with them, they will often do unpredictable things.
If nothing else, at least Yan Lei knew that their old boss Tao Ying was a die-hard supporter of Legalism and even paid close attention to the study of mind.
"Then go and have a look."
Yang Fan nodded and touched the golden order in his arms, feeling very at ease.
Although he was startled at the gate of Nanshan College, he felt that it was necessary to see the two great scholars in person.
After all, both Buddhism and Taoism have great power, so there can’t be hundreds of schools of thought, so many schools of thought will be nothing, right?
Night falls.
Lights were lit all over the capital, and smoke was rising from the roofs of thousands of houses.
A faint blue smoke brings life to all things.
Whenever he sees this scene, Yang Fan feels quite emotional, and sometimes he even feels strange and alienated.
But as time went by, he found that he had gradually integrated into this world.
"Let's go, we're going to treat you today."
As soon as Yang Fan said hello, Yan Lei and Liu Juncheng appeared immediately, each with a dozen or so people under his command, and they followed closely.
"..."
Seeing that so many people were still his subordinates, Yang Fan gritted his teeth and endured it.
He said in his heart, I would have known better not to say treat.
But after all, he is a shameless person, and he is always embarrassed to swallow the words he just said immediately. He can only worry about the money in his pocket and set off with the people.
There is an Jade Building near the lecture place. It is so high up that you can just see the two lecture places.
By this time, a stage had already been set up there and it was packed with people.
Of course, the people here are very mixed.
There were many students who really came to listen to the lectures, and there were also many ordinary people who came to watch the fun, not to mention some small businessmen and hawkers, who almost kept their business to the side.
They couldn't make any sense, but in their opinion, as long as there were more people, business would be much better.
Jade upstairs.
Yang Fan waved his hand and booked the entire third floor, ordering a lot of good wine and meat.
As soon as the waiter looked at this group of people, he knew that they were from extraordinary backgrounds and there was no way they dared to neglect them. He immediately got busy and was very attentive in serving them.
Early spring is the time to eat hot pot.
The tumbling meat slices were swirled several times in the boiling hot water, and the steaming steam made the entire third floor feel like a fairyland.
Even Yan Lei, who usually has a straight face, has a smile on his face.
"I will pay my respects to you first."
Liu Juncheng greeted everyone politely. Facing a group of respectful subordinates, Yang Fan also nodded. After drinking a glass of wine, he waved his hand to let everyone eat in peace.
After eating the meat and drinking the wine, the atmosphere became more harmonious.
Yang Fan, Yan Lei, and Liu Juncheng were sitting by the window. They soon saw a commotion below. A middle-aged man with a deep temperament wearing a robe appeared first.
His face was solemn, he didn't smile, his clothes were retro and decent, and he walked with a measured look, as if he was being measured with a ruler.
Surrounded by people, he was like stars over the moon.
"That's Yuan Qiusheng from Hengyan College."
Yan Lei whispered.
Yang Fan nodded, his eyes flashed, and under the reflection of his magical power, he found that the aura around the other party was calm, and a book appeared faintly above his head, rising and falling.
The word "rite" is vaguely visible on the book.
"Huh?"
This was the first time Yang Fan had seen such a situation, and his eyes were filled with surprise.
Is this the power of hundreds of schools of thought and major schools?
And "rituals" are the classics of this person's scholarship?
Yang Fan sensed the power of this person from a distance, and he didn't know if it was his illusion. He actually felt that the other person seemed to have no secrets at all in front of him.
It's like looking at lines on the palm of your hand.
"The so-called Great Confucian should be on the same level as the Heavenly Master in terms of power..."
After a little induction, Yang Fan came to this conclusion. However, the opponent's physical body was obviously much inferior to that of the Heavenly Master, but with the nourishment of literary energy, he was also better than the average innate martial artist.
Yang Fan couldn't help but think that Buddha came from Tao, and Tao was among hundreds of schools of thought. I'm afraid they all followed the same path.
The soul is valued over the body.
Of course, Buddhism is a slight exception to this.
