Han You was frightened.
He thought that the Imperial Academy had infiltrated the Yin-Yang family, a group of scholars from hundreds of families. Who knew that the Yin-Yang family was just a younger brother within a younger brother, and actually included Legalists, Farmers, Strategists, Military, Taoists, and Mohists?
Han You swallowed his saliva: "I dare to ask you all, are there any serious Confucians in the Imperial College...?"
"have."
After Jia Aoxiong finished speaking calmly, he added: "There used to be."
Han You: "..."
Isn't that what happened once? On the night of seizing the city, half of the Imperial Academy's supervisors died.
"Wait!"
Han You's expression changed dramatically: "On the night of the seizure of the city, there was an unsolved case in the Imperial Academy. Only half of the Confucian scholars died, and half of the Confucian scholars died. There are only seven of you. Don't tell me that the other supervisors are also descendants of the Za family?"
"Of course not. As for the unsolved case you mentioned, there are sixteen people dead, and sixteen people must be punished for their crimes!"
"I see."
Han You breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what kind of miscellaneous studies, these old gentlemen are all well-read poetry and books. If they kill people for no reason, no matter how talented he is, he cannot turn a deaf ear. This has nothing to do with knowledge, but with human nature. .
Han You: "What mistake did these sixteen people make?"
Yin Qiuleng snorted: "They say I look like a donkey."
Han You: "..."
Jia Aoxiong said angrily: "It's obvious that those snarky Confucian scholars are cheating in the imperial examinations and want to form a clique for personal gain. They actually want to use the Imperial College as a sect to corrupt the discipline. That's it. What I and others are most angry about is this group of abominable faces." The disciples actually colluded with each other and asked the sons of the aristocratic families in the capital to replace more than ten students from various poor families. One of the poor students came to the capital to ask for an explanation. After a quarrel, he was drowned in a well by these beasts."
Yin Qiuhan suddenly realized: "It turned out to be because of this incident. I thought it was because they said that I look like a donkey."
Lu Baichuan whispered: "It is indeed true. In addition to the body of the former academic officer, the body of a young man was also fished out in Beijing. He drowned and died with many bruises on his body. When the body was examined for autopsy, the Ministry of Punishment thought that He was a prison student, and his identity was confirmed later. He was indeed a heretic student. He had also participated in the imperial examination. He was very talented and famous in Xuncheng. His death was unclear. However, the case of the academic officer has not yet been investigated, so the death of this student cannot be explained. That’s it.”
Han You frowned and looked at Jia Aoxiong: "Are those ten Imperial Academy Supervisors all murderers?"
"Three of them are the murderers, and the rest are just watching and saying nothing."
"Both, sin to death?"
"All of you, sin to death!"
"Why don't you report to the official?" Han You stared at Yin Qiuhan closely.
"Report to the official?"
Jia Aoxiong laughed loudly: "Do you know how many poor students those beasts have replaced? Don't you wonder why there were nearly 500 students in the Imperial College during the previous dynasty, all of whom were from aristocratic families?"
Yin Qiuhan sighed: "As far as I know, there are two hundred and seventy-one students from poor families whose names have been substituted. This is just what I have found. There are still many that I have not found. Students from poor families have studied hard for more than ten years. Zai, he won the imperial examination, but his name was changed, and many people even died at the hands of bandits when they entered Beijing. Are these bandits really bandits?"
The burly academic officer named Duan Qianfeng said: "It doesn't take those academic officers to open their mouths. Those who replace the poor students will be killed by their relatives. Those beasts, those beasts who have read poetry and books, are not guilty."
Jia Aoxiong sneered and said: "Yes, when we saw the Dongchuang incident, although there were only three academic officers who drowned the students, the other academic officers did remain silent because they were also the murderers and because they were also deeply involved. , The knife is not in his hand, but his hands are as bloody as those of Shura from Hell."
Han You sat on the steps again, silent.
Young Master Han remained silent. The seven senior academic officers, who looked fearless at the sight of a knife, actually felt guilty in their hearts, betting on whether Han You could sympathize with him.
It's not that they're afraid that they won't be able to defeat Han You and the others, but they're just afraid that if they really want to kill someone, what they've been doing for many years will be in vain.
After a long time, Han You smiled: "If justice really exists, who would use lynching? Since justice cannot come, let's use unjust means to obtain justice."
The seven old academic officers all laughed. They were no longer on guard. They put their rulers into their sleeves and their soft swords around their waists.
Jia Aoxiong laughed loudly: "You are quite interesting and courageous. You know about our existence but you dare to come to our door with only a few helpless followers."
Zhang Zhuo, who had just inserted the dagger back into his waist, wanted to pull it out again, as did Wang Hai, Lu Baichuan, and Guo Peng.
"second question."
Han You tilted his head and asked, "What are you plotting in the Imperial College?"
"Teaching Confucianism."
Han You did not smile, but cupped his hands: "Gentlemen, please enlighten me."
Shen Buhui, a somewhat stooped Legalist representative, nodded slightly, shook his head and said: "The mouth has the same flavor, the ear has the same hearing, the eye has the same beauty as the color, As for the heart, there is nothing identical. What is the same thing in the heart? It is called principle and righteousness. The sage first understands the identity of my heart. Therefore, reason and righteousness please my heart, just like the cud grasshopper pleases my mouth. Does Commander Han understand what he means?"
"Great unification." Han You nodded: "The first is good, the second is bad, unification is good, division is bad, great unification is correct, separatism by the heroes will harm the country and the people."
"Yes, these words come from "Mencius. Gaozi 1", Confucianism." Shen Buhui nodded: "It is because a hundred people work wisely and one person uses strength. If a wise person works with many people, the law will fail. If there are few people with strong strength, the country will be poor. This is why this world is in chaos.”
Han You had a little difficulty understanding it, but the general idea was still clear. If a hundred people use their brains and only one person does the hard work, the rule of law will be destroyed. If there are fewer people who use their strength to farm and fight, the country will become Poverty is the root cause of the country's chaos.
"The words come from the fifty-fourth chapter of "Han Feizi. Wu Zhi"." Shen Buhui smiled and said: "It also advocates great unification."
Han You seemed to understand: "What are the few things that Legalism and Confucianism have in common?"
Shen Buhui's smile grew thicker: ""Mencius. Gaozi 1" is really written by Mencius, or that it has been handed down and no one has revised it, or that it is the fifty-fourth chapter of "Han Feizi. Five Worms" It has been passed down to this day. It is really written by Han Feizi. Has no one revised it during the period? If no one has revised it, why do it have the same meaning? There are countless similarities between different schools of thought. Are these really just coincidences?"
"I'm going to fuck you, uncle!"
Han You stood up suddenly: "You changed the Confucian classics?!"
"Who can know whether it is correct or not? Whether it is true or false, the ancestors have passed away, who can tell clearly. Through the mouth of Confucianism, the truth of law is taught, and the mouth of law is used to teach the essence of law. For thousands of years, Come on, where are the authentic works? There are disputes in oral transmission, and the people who recorded it also have selfish desires. The difference between a word and a word is like the difference between clouds and mud."
Jia Aoxiong stroked his beard and smiled: "Whether it is Confucianism or law, if it has benefits, take it, and if it has disadvantages, discard it. A hundred years from now, a thousand years from now, the classics read by future generations will probably contain some unclear words, and history can all be determined by the victors. Why can’t we whitewash it wantonly and learn literature?”
