Nightwatcher Chapter 43: Inscription

　　"Until this time, a scholar from Yunlu Academy took over the position of the cabinet chief. He did not continue to adhere to the ideas of his predecessors, and he resolutely invested in Renzong's subordinates and resolved the matter for Renzong with the swearing. The uproar of the country’s dispute is finally over.

　　"Yunlu Academy was disgusted by Renzong because of this incident. He realized that the existence of Yunlu Academy was not conducive to the rule of the imperial power. At this time, Cheng Hui proposed to establish the Imperial College, and the imperial court would cultivate talents by itself."

　　"And the decline of Confucianism also began here."

　　 This is the origin of the dispute between Yunlu Academy and Guozijian regarding Confucian orthodoxy.

　　Guozijian is a national university, and Yunlu Academy is a private institution. How could a private institution ever do a national institution... Xu Qi'an suddenly realized.

　　Xu New Year finished speaking, with the tone of the school entrance examination, "What do you think, brother...well, I am referring to the struggle for the national foundation, which has nothing to do with academics."

　　 I think that if it involves academics, you can’t answer with a muddy leg like Big Brother? Xu Qi'an complained inwardly and said with a smile: "On the surface, it is a struggle for national origin, but in fact it is a struggle for power."

　　"A scholar must hold great power if he wants to display his ambitions, and the power of a country is fixed. When you hold more power, others lose power. The highest state of party struggle is the emperor. Become the uncrowned emperor."

　　Xu New Year was originally taking a school test casually, but his face changed a lot when he heard this.

　　 Xu Qi'an squinted at him: "Why, what I said is wrong?"

　　 is right, but you can’t talk nonsense about this...Xu Xinnian took a deep breath: "You continue talking."

　　 Xu Qi'an nodded: "No matter how powerful the dragon slaying technique of Confucianism is, the emperor's power will be stronger after all. After learning the arts and martial arts, it is sold in the emperor's house. This sentence has done everything. Since ancient times, whether it is greedy or virtuous, As long as you are a powerful minister, you will not end well."

　　 control of the government is only temporary, and will be liquidated in the end, because the courtier is always the courtier. When Xu Qi'an studied history in his last life, there were too many uncrowned emperors, which one would have a good ending?

　　 Cao Aya does not count, the war years when the imperial power collapsed is another matter.

　　 Xu New Year asked urgently: "Is there any way to crack it?"

　　 What the eldest brother said to him, the college will not teach.

　　 "There is no solution!" Xu Qi'an shook his head and sighed: "The court is like a battlefield, the party struggle is refreshing, and the family crematorium."

　　 What he said was strange, but his eyes seemed to have a thousand years of history brewing. Looking at these eyes, Xu New Year was stunned.

　　 "But there is another idea here, elder brother." Xu Qi'an turned around.

　　"Brother, please tell me."

　　"Qian Daru’s deeds are a living example. When you can affect the luck of a country, you will change from a scholar who adheres to the imperial power to a strong one who can be equal to the imperial power."

　　Xu New Year’s eyes lit up, and as soon as the expression of joy appeared on his face, he heard Xu Qi’an leisurely say: "Erlang is brilliant, and the child can teach."

　　"....." Xu Erlang only then reacted, obviously I was testing him...

　　 Xu Qi'an did not continue to speak, thinking about a question in his heart. Although Yunlu Academy was cut off in the officialdom, it was still a holy place that controlled the Confucian cultivation system.

　　It's just official career.

　　 Although Xu Xinnian did not say whether the official career of the academy began to weaken, or the entire Confucian system began to weaken, Xu Qian felt that it was the latter.

　　 Because of the combination of the waterfall, what Xu Erlang said: In the past two hundred years, the highest Confucianism was only the third grade.

　　 is it because after the third rank, the Confucian system must be admitted as an official? Or does it involve things like Confucian luck?

　　 "What does this monument mean? Why is it standing here." He asked.

　　 Xu Xinnian stared at the Chinese characters on the stele with complicated eyes, and sighed: "This is the follow-up, or part of, the Confucian orthodox dispute."

　　"The Cheng Yasheng was amazing. After he established the Imperial College, he knew that if he wanted to surpass Yunlu Academy, he had to have his own education system. Otherwise, the students of the Imperial College would still be students of Yunlu Academy.

　　"So he devoted himself to studying the sage classics, re-collecting notes on them, and integrating them into his own thoughts. After 13 years, he finally created a set of education system that is better than blue."

　　 "Saving heaven and destroying human desire?" Xu Qi'an moved in his heart.

　　 Xu Erlang nodded, with the conversation just now, he was willing to explain academic issues to his cousin, and said:

　　"Cheng Yasheng believes that everything in the world follows a certain law. This law is called "li". Li is the most essential thing in the world and the most correct."

　　"All things depend on reason to flourish. But in the turmoil of all things in the world, people will lose themselves and lose their reason."

　　 "So you have to preserve heaven and destroy human desire?" Xu Qi'an said.

　　To save the heavens and destroy the desires of man is the outline of the Guozijian ideological school. How to operate it, Xu Qi'an awaits Xu New Year’s explanation.

　　Xu New Year continued: "Cheng Yasheng compiled a set of rules for the saint. If scholars follow this set of rules, they will not go wrong, they are correct, and they are in harmony with the laws of the world.

　　"This set of rules raises loyalty, filial piety, integrity, and righteousness to the height of heaven."

　　Xu New Year snorted: "The king wants the minister to die, the minister has to die; the father wants the son to die, and the son has to die; to give up his life for righteousness; to die for the festival."

　　 Xu Qi'an listened in silence, and suddenly asked: "What do you think of resigning from the old, is this right or wrong?"

　　Xu New Year was stunned. He stared at his cousin blankly and opened his mouth to speak, but a mysterious force stuck his throat, making him speechless.

　　 Xu Qi'an understands that this power is called "thought imprisonment."

　　 "That's why I have this monument?" Xu Qi'an turned his eyes back to the inscription.

　　 "Yeah." Xu Erlang nodded: "The dispute between Yunlu Academy and Guozijian is a dispute between academics and ideals. This monument has been standing in the Ashen Academy for two hundred years. It never falls. It If you don’t fall in one day, Yunlu Academy will not beat the Imperial College in one day."

　　"The dean has been sitting in the college for more than ten years, and he tried to refute the things recorded on the inscription, trying to create a more mature and correct concept, but he failed."

　　"Because it represents the truth and represents the right." Xu Qi'an said.

　　"Yes." Xu Xinnian sighed: "Not only the dean, but in fact the great scholars and gentlemen of the academy are competing with this inscription, but no one can succeed. Yasheng's thoughts can be refuted by those who are waiting. "

　　 "The blank monument over there..." Xu Qi'an had a guess in his heart.

　　"The dean stood there, but for more than ten years, he has never written on it." Xu Xinnian pointed to the table beside the blank stone tablet and said:

　　" Later, some students and Confucian scholars tried to inscribe on the stone tablet, contending with Cheng Yasheng’s inscription, only to be wiped off the next day. However, the pen and inkstone on the table were left behind, perhaps the dean also held it. Look forward to it."

　　 "For this reason, whenever students have a whim and feel good about themselves, they will come here to write inscriptions. It is a pity that the person the dean was expecting never appeared."

　　 "I used to think I could, and I also inscribed on the stone tablet..." At this point, Xu Xinnian did not continue, obviously he did not intend to tell his cousin about his youth and frivolousness, so as to avoid another social death .

　　 Repaying the grace of the Lord on the Day of Righteousness and Death, with a reputation for eternal life...Xu Qi'an was silent for a moment when facing the inscription on the inscription:

　　"Farewell, my eldest brother asks you, whether the king is heavy, or the world is heavy."

　　 Xu New Year did not hesitate: "Naturally is the common people under heaven."

　　 Xu Qi'an asked again: "Then why are you studying?"

　　Xu New Year subconsciously said: "Loyal to the emperor to serve the country..."

　　 finished speaking, he was stunned.

　　 Xu Qi'an didn’t care, and continued to ask: "Is it really the lifelong pursuit of a scholar who is famous for his history?"

　　 Xu Xinnian did not answer, his silence said everything.

　　 The two great scholars in Yunlu Academy’s deeds to rub the poem also speaks for everything.

　　 Xu Qi'an sighed quietly.

　　 The king has to die, why?

　　Father wants his son to die, the son has to die, why?

　　 Can this shit-like society not have more human rights? Xu Qi'an smiled and said: "I am not a scholar, but I also want to write something, leave the old and polish for me."

　　 Xu Xinnian frowned.

　　 Xu Qi'an said: "Anyway, the pen and ink are here, isn't it just for people to write? If the eldest brother writes badly, someone will erase it tomorrow."

　　 After listening to the new year, Xu went to polish ink. At that moment, he stood in front of the monument with a pen and asked: "What do you want to write?"

　　 "I will write by myself this time." Xu Qi'an grabbed the pen and stared at the blank stone tablet.

　　 The face of the stall owner who had breakfast this morning suddenly appeared in his mind. It was obviously painful to death, but he dared not ask for money. Poor like a dog.

　　The problems of the subordinates of the Dafeng dynasty have been long-standing. The beasts in the temple have a loyal and patriotic mouth, but they have never looked down with pity on the people at the bottom.

　　 He thought of Zhou Li's arrogant and domineering posture when he rode his horse in the street. I thought of the record of rampant Wuji in the capital.

　　The existence of extraordinary force made the ills of the feudal dynasty more vivid and vivid; it also made the people at the bottom not even have the courage to resist.

　　 He knew at least a few vigorous peasant uprisings in his last life, but in this world, peasant uprisings were quickly extinguished without even having a chance to take shape.

　　 Xu Qi'an takes a deep breath, exhales heavily, and writes:

　　"Set up the heart for the heaven and the earth, for the life and the people, for the sacred and inherited knowledge ~ IndoMTL.com~ To create peace for all generations!"

After 　　, Xu Qi'an felt refreshed. He exhaled a depression in his chest, threw the pen away, and said loudly: "Farewell, this is what a scholar should do."

　　 boom!

　　 In Xu Cijiu's mind, it was as if a thunderbolt slashed, splitting the chaotic spiritual sense, and splitting the shackles of the soul.

　　 He stared at his cousin blankly, wondering if it was an illusion, Xu Erlang seemed to see the rich purple aura above his cousin's head flashing away.

　　 Click!

The stone tablet beside 　　 suddenly cracked and a huge crack appeared.

The 　　 brothers were taken aback. Before they could react, the entire Ashen Academy trembled, the dome "stained" and the candlestick fell.

The 　　 Yasheng sculpture burst into a breath of fresh air, and the white clouds on the top of the mountain broke through, and visions were seen dozens of miles away.

　　 Xu Qi'an was dumbfounded, and his face was extremely ugly: "What's the matter? Okay...it seems to be in trouble."

　　"What's the cause, what's the cause?" Xu Xinnian was excited, and said loudly: "What does this have to do with us, we have never been to the Ashen Academy."

　　 After finishing talking, he grabbed his head and walked out, and escaped.

　　 "Scholar, wait for me." Xu Qi'an drew up and chased him, saying that at the critical moment, the scholar is still capable of adapting.

　　PS: The Neo-Confucianism in the book is my academic genre based on the divergence of "Cheng Zhu Neo-Confucianism", which is radically different from the real Neo-Confucianism. Don't be true.

　　 This is based on the facts, and then make a magical change by myself. After all, you let me create an academic genre....Well, I am so suspicious, what novel do I write?

The reason why 　　 is explained is mainly because the "Cheng Zhu Lixue" is polarized between praise and criticism, which can easily lead to unnecessary war of words, so I have to make a statement.

　　 I beg for recommendation, cute little ones.