As far as Jiangnan Road is concerned, scholars form forests, and those poor people in the market are all weeds and vines that grow by attaching to the scholars' beautiful trees. It is not a big deal to cut down a few bad trees and weeds. This is a generally accepted truth. But the scholars of the rich clan pride themselves on their identities, so they don’t deliberately target ordinary people. It’s probably because they think they’re undervalued. On the contrary, the sons of the servants and official families who are a line above the poor are especially bad, and they spare no effort to show off their status and serve the country. Those sons and daughters who embarrass the little beggars in the temple belong to this category of high and low. Wagging their tails and begging for mercy, it is fragrant for the scholars of the family to fart, and squinting at others, the poor family is writing the true story. I feel that the beautiful articles are too vulgar.
Among other things, these two groups of people have excellent eyesight. Facing poor scholars who can see through their family background at a glance, they are of course unscrupulous, but when they turn around and see the young man who claims to be the son of the world, they feel a little uneasy. The luxurious clothes with exquisite texture, as well as the aloof aura, cannot be faked. The son said that in ancient times, only the sons of emperors and princes could have the title. In the past five hundred years, the rich and powerful have gradually taken control of the government, and it has become a bit rampant.
On Jiangnan Road, among the descendants of generals, except for the children of General Xu Gong, no one dared to travel with a sword. Moreover, General Long Xiang was originally from the Gumu Xu family, so he was not a general in the orthodox sense. What Jiangnan Dao advocates is the feather fan and the scarf, and the ox cart holding the stag, but he doesn't like the swords and swords of the low-level rangers. So who is this prince in front of him? They were a little uncertain for a while, after all, this unbelievably handsome guy just laughed at Yan Yan with Mr. Tangxi and Xu Nvguan, no matter how they guessed, he would not be of ordinary background, but then again, if he really came from an extraordinary family background, how could he be with Mr. Tangxi? That poor fellow in the spring pool hangs out together? Prince, there are more than one pair of hands in Jiangnan Road who are qualified to be called this title, but I have never heard of any prince who likes to wear a sword.
Coming from Beiliang? Did he come from the wild and northern Liang, or did he come back from traveling
The woman who took the lead in attacking the little beggar only felt her eyes light up, before she had time to think about it, she sighed to herself, "You are so handsome, you are really good-looking, if you don't wear a saber rudely, it would be even better if you could just shake a fan or hold a stag." She secretly let go and threw away the stone in her hand, winking at the strange face "Shizi" who was coming, and was about to bend her waist to give a blessing, Xu Fengnian was a little bored, it seems that these guys probably didn't understand what she said, He didn't associate himself with the Beiliang demon who dragged Liu Liting to death, otherwise this bitch wouldn't have the guts to wink here. Jiangnan Dao is different from Beiliang, who is the only one who can call himself the prince. The prince is not like that The eldest son of the eldest son of the big family said he was the eldest son, and no one would chase and beat him. If he dared to do this in Beiliang, he was "visited" by Xu Fengnian with his vicious slave and dog.
Xu Fengnian smiled and drew his knife slowly, and was about to commit murder. Throwing pots is very elegant, isn't it, these human heads don't bother to be taken away, and the arms are taken away. Isn't Jiangnan Dao very good at cursing, keep your mouths to scold.
Xu Fengnian's subtle movements seemed to be noticed by the poor scholar, and he whispered: "No."
Xu Fengnian turned his head and asked with his eyes. The poor scholar turned his head, indicating that there was a helpless little girl standing behind him in Yangchun City. He was happy with the enmity at the moment, but how could the little beggar survive the revenge afterwards? Xu Fengnian frowned, keeping his thumb on the handle of Xiudong's knife. The group of belated Gaoliang disciples finally came to their senses, and the winking woman took a few steps back in fright. If she hadn't been supported by the handsome man with triangular eyes who was flattered by her servants, she would have almost fallen into the spring, and drew her sword at each other if she disagreed with her. , What a foolish thing a rude savage would do!
Shizi, Shizi, what a fart!
It must be Jiang Zhongyamen from a small place. Ya Nei is the special name of Jiangnan Road for the descendants of the officials. The barracks are decorated with animal teeth, and the camp gate is also called Yamen. Therefore, when Ya Nei is said, it has a very ironic image, and it spreads quickly, but it is only on Jiangnan Road. No matter how big the yamen are, they don't like this statement very much. They think that Zhongben is a derogatory name given by scholars. How can the yamen be better. Unless it is those important frontier defense towns where vassal kings are stationed, the military officials are powerful and the civil officials bow their heads, only the yamen can have the capital to be proud of.
The family has a genealogy, and the children of officials and riches naturally have a ranking, not to mention the capital where there are so many dignitaries, in the local area, the eldest son of a wealthy family, and the son of the governor and supervisor of the third rank are of course the first. Waiting son, the next is the descendants of the county guard, plus the descendants of the general family, and then the sons of the gentry and general officials with real power, and finally the sons of the servants and officials. The father's rank is the most important consideration. Confucian scholars with academic origins are not crowned, but they are better than ordinary officials. They are born in this kind of family, and they are not easily comparable to the official family.
If you add the capital city at the foot of the emperor, it will be even more complicated. Those palace scholars, six ministers, several generals, and entrenched centuries-old families are divided into powerful officials in their positions and retired meritorious officials. An extremely dignified descendant of a foreign relative, with a criss-crossed circle of illustrious circles, who can tell? But aside from the capital, there is one thing that everyone knows well. In front of the six vassal kings, especially the only king with a different surname in the dynasty, you don’t matter who you are, and you have to be honest. If it is a tiger, it will lie on its stomach. Huainan King Zhao Ying is considered to be the most peaceful among the feudal lords, but who dares to underestimate Huainan Prince's son
Therefore, the so-called son from Beiliang, even if Yangchun City is full of rumors of His Royal Highness Beiliang's violent behavior recently, even if he really stands in front of his eyes, no one would think in this direction, it is really too grand and detached.
Xu Fengnian curled his lips, Xiudong returned to his sheath quietly, a little bit nostalgic for the time when he was domineering in Beiliang, Qingcang on the left and Huang on the right, with evil slaves behind him, although he couldn't get on the stage, but it was really happy to think about it, there was no such thing at that time Practicing swords is not a show, but every time the dust settles and then roll up the sleeves and do a set of deadly eighteen legs, it is still very relieved. Those dandy girls are probably a little jealous of the double swords around the waist of this general in the yamen, they didn't slap their faces swollen to look fat, they dispersed one after another, scattered and reunited in a distance, whispering to each other, thinking that this foreign country boy doesn't know the meaning of etiquette Detestable Ya Nei. Xu Fengnian didn't bother to care about it, otherwise Zhao Xun, the prince of Jing'an, who was turned into a dog in the water, would be wronged. There is no reason to put him on the same level as these ants-like descendants of servants.
Xu Fengnian jumped into the pool, bypassed the poor scholar, stretched out his hand to support the little beggar, and touched her chest. His Royal Highness suffered several hardships, became a doctor after a long illness, and used the Wudang Da Huang Ting to slowly dissolve the little girl's congestion. The little beggar The son didn't dare to move, and stood timidly, but fortunately, his face was no longer miserable. Seeing that the little girl was very disturbed, Xu Fengnian didn't dare to look him in the eye, and didn't know how to comfort him, so he just said to the poor scholar, "It's all right."
The poor scholar was relieved, hesitating and still not expressing his thanks in the end. Princess Jing'an saw His Royal Highness rolled up his sleeves, picked up a handful of more than twenty copper coins made by pilgrims, and handed them to the little beggar. She didn't take the hand, and looked at the scholar in a panic. He stretched out his yellow hands, which were especially devastated after years of frostbite. Xu Fengnian said: "Then listen to Wang Ba's argument and bring her along."
Then His Royal Highness picked up the two halves of the watermelon, and handed them to Princess Jing'an involuntarily after landing, "Take it."
Concubine Pei's face was ashen, half of the watermelon in one hand, how decent. But in the end, he still didn't have the courage to disobey this murderous bastard. After all, not everyone in this world is qualified to compete with King Jing'an Zhao Heng, and it is even rarer that someone can make a powerful vassal king return without success after careful planning. The poor scholar helped the little beggar hide the copper coins, and then took her hand and walked into the Baoguo Temple together. This behavior is not in compliance with the rules, but it is not like this. God knows if those dudes will take their anger out on the children around him as soon as they turn around. Now, just ask her for an amulet that is not too big or too small. I just hope that the rich and powerful children of Yangchun City are smarter. The poor scholar stepped across the threshold of the great temple and saw the "Xu Dian box" in front of him wearing a brocade silk robe drenched. What a good thing, those people bullied this child, and I bullied them, it's all the same thing."
The poor scholar couldn't help but laugh when he heard this extremely teasing statement.
Concubine Pei, who was full of grievances, took it very seriously.
The Baoguo Temple was full of people, except for the more than a hundred famous scholars who could participate in the Qushui talk about kings and hegemons, there were three or four hundred onlookers, and the towers, pavilions and pavilions were all crowded with people. Xu Fengnian went straight, picked a relatively vacant corner, knocked on the two Confucian scholars with relatively low reputations with the Xiudong scabbard, and signaled them to move and let out the mats. It is not easy for Confucian scholars to be seated The debate between kings and bullies was at a critical juncture, and they were suddenly interrupted. Just as the two well-known Confucian scholars on Jiangnan Road were about to reprimand them, they saw this barbarian who appeared out of nowhere and made a gesture of wiping his neck with a scabbard. They were frightened They had no choice but to squeeze together on the same mat with the famous people nearby. After Xu Fengnian entered the table carelessly, he beckoned the poor scholar to sit down with him. Xu Fengnian looked up, and in a place quite far away, a middle-aged celebrity holding a stag was standing and talking generously. He was slender, and his three-strand beard was particularly elegant. He could be called a handsome bearded man. It drew applause from all the halls, the cadence was very contagious, and every clever pause obviously gave the audience a gap to applaud. It is obvious that he is a famous person with rich experience in talking. Zhong naturally didn't feel much, but the poor scholar sitting cross-legged closed his eyes and concentrated on it, muttering to himself: "Yi Li Wang Ba, the sages of the previous dynasties failed to understand what he said. A sacrificial wine differentiates and analyzes the laws of nature and human desires. Later, the three schools of Yao, Lu, and Zhu insisted on their own opinions, and then the truth came out, so that scholars of my generation would not fall into the clouds. Using both kings and tyrants, I think that this kind of meritorious mentality will only destroy the foundation of Confucianism, and eventually abandon the kingly way and respect the hegemony, and then fall into the hegemony of Legalism."
Xu Fengnian, a layman returning to a layman, could still get a rough idea, turned his head and asked: "Now this person is using the sky to theory of kingship, thinking that kings and tyrants are very different?"
The poor scholar opened his eyes and nodded, and said with emotion: "Yuan Honghu has always insisted that the prosperity of the ancient times was the prosperity of the king, and the prosperity of the dynasty today is just the decline of the domineering. Otherwise, catastrophe will fall."
Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "Isn't this kind of speech afraid of thunder in the capital?"
The poor scholar shook his head and said: "This statement does not say right or wrong, it really comes from the heart, let alone whether the court minds, how can scholars be silent because of this? It is the law of nature. But I also admire Yuan Hongyu's knowledge and foresight. Although he hates unrestrained self-interest, he does not blindly reject the benefit of the people that comes from the heart. But as he said, even if he retreats again and again, he admits The king and the tyrant cannot be separated, but after five hundred years, there may be no more Confucian scholars, and only the utilitarians are left in the pursuit of mercenary. Therefore, Yuan Honghu almost died of drunkenness in the Litao Pavilion, calling me After five hundred years of crying, I can't see those empty talkers showing their chests, but I have deep sympathy for Yuan Honghu's drunken crying."
Xu Fengnian said disapprovingly: "Only you scholars worry about the country and the people, but how many of you have been moral saints all your life, have you ever touched copper coins? Do you know how much a steamed bun costs?"
The poor scholar smiled and said, "The great Confucian Yuan Honghu may not know, but I know."
This time it was Xu Fengnian's turn to be dumb.
The two of them were just chatting, they didn't notice that the Qushui was flowing, and the wine had slowed down to their eyes. The beautiful servant girl who left with the wine came slowly and picked up the white jade wine glass. All of a sudden, this corner became the target of public criticism. Under the eyes of everyone, the old masters who had participated in countless grand talks on the mat next door but failed to toast a few times stared wide-eyed, and the two Confucian scholars who were chased away by His Royal Highness with a knife Jealousy, can't wait to bend down to snatch the wine glass, you must know that today's debate between kings and tyrants is extremely unusual, Yuan Jiangyan and Yin Daolin are among the two leading celebrities, who can tell their own ideas in front of the two talking heads, It can be said to be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. In addition to the two great Confucian scholars, Cheng Jia, a Neo Confucianist who is at the same status as Yao Baifeng, was present as an observer. Cheng Zi said that he was dull, dark and foolish all his life and only made a fuss about the meaning of the text, so he satirized everyone Yao's free and unrestrained interpretation of the scriptures. May I ask who among the world's scholars would not smile at him? Although Master Yao’s reply to the letter, since you can’t add a word or delete a word, why do later generations explain the scriptures, and it’s very hidden, but Jiangnan Road is obviously closer to Cheng Zi’s theory, and insists that even if Master Yao is more knowledgeable, Cheng Zi has higher morals.
Today, Qushui Liushang distinguishes the king and hegemony, and three contemporary sages of Confucianism and Buddhism have gathered. Yangchun City has attracted more than a few hundred scholars who come here admiringly? It's just that Cheng Zi has been studying in books and doesn't like to deal with people. Even many local scholars have been ignorant for decades, and I'm afraid they don't recognize him even when they come to him.
The beautiful servant girl came with wine, Xu Fengnian, who was bored at first, stared wide-eyed, he is a shrew who is good at cursing, and His Royal Highness has been around for three years, and has learned a lot of swearing skills without swearing. , took the scabbard and pushed the poor scholar beside him.
Xu Fengnian saw that the poor scholar was not stage-frightened, so he stood up gracefully, took the wine glass and drank it in one gulp, exchanged the wine glass to the beautiful and delicate maid, and said loudly: "If you can manage the world, righteousness will benefit. If you can help the people, the way must be He has meritorious service, so hegemony is rooted in the king!"
There was an uproar in Baoguo Temple.
Mostly it was some sarcasm and sarcasm like "this son is sensationalizing" and "empty talk", full of anger. Yuan Jiangyan, the number one in Jiangzuo, who was sitting at the same table in the distance, and Yin Daolin, the Fudong monk, looked at each other and smiled, apparently they were not moved, they just felt that there was an extra child with meritorious service. But the next sentence, "After twenty-five years of ups and downs, I realized that those who think they are honest and sincere are all insensitive and ignorant of pain and pain." Not surprising. A stooped old man who did not participate in the debate had been shaking his head, but when he heard this sentence, he laughed to himself. What the arrogant scholar said next was even more absurd. He pointed his finger at Yuan Honghu, the number one celebrity in Jiangzuo, "If you don't care about profit at all, what's the use of crying five hundred years later? If the people are not full now, who should they be with?" cry?!"
The beautiful bearded man Yuan Jiangyan smiled instead of anger, not pretending to be magnanimous, but genuinely smiling. It's just that his seat is far away from everyone, so he can't see clearly the subtle changes of this No. 1 Jiangzuo.
Yin Daolin, the abbot of Baoguo Temple, said softly: "The strange theory is a strange theory, but it is also interesting. It depends on whether he has the real ability to prove it."
Yuan Jiangyan nodded.
The result was unexpected. The poor scholar from Baoguo Temple, who was almost unknown to everyone, talked for half an hour when he talked about Wangba. Xuan, of course, it must be mysterious and mysterious, just asking people to be confused, that is the real skill, if you understand it, it will be a blow to Shimen, if you don’t understand, who cares about you? Wouldn't it be very boring to talk about logic and rigorousness? Only when the words do not express the meaning and digress thousands of miles away from the topic can it be regarded as interesting. If a white horse is not a horse, it is not considered a state, but if a white horse is a deer, then it is considered a state. More than a hundred famous people attended the meeting, plus hundreds of listeners, with excellent concentration, still reluctantly listening to this ignorant guy yelling there, with excellent concentration, he started chatting with acquaintances around him to refresh himself For those who have poor concentration, they can't wait to curse and yawn. If it's winter, they will definitely lift fur lice. This is not rude, it is the demeanor of celebrities and sages!
Xu Fengnian squinted his eyes, folded two knives on his knees, raised his head with his cheeks on his hands, flirted with the handsome servant girl who was dumbfounded by the poor scholar's eloquence, and said with a smile: "Sister, let me give you a glass of wine." .”
The very pitiful and lovely maid was carrying a jug of wine and three wine glasses, her arms were already numb, she puffed out her cheeks and glared at being teased by this disciple.
Xu Fengnian was not discouraged, "Sister, are you tired? Sit down and rest for a while? How about I help you carry it?"
While no one was paying attention, she glared again.
This young man looks quite upright, why is he so dissolute!
Xu Fengnian smiled brightly, and asked persistently: "Where is my sister, where does she live, and how old is she?"
Princess Jing'an wished she could dig a hole to bury His Royal Highness, so as not to show embarrassment in public.
Fortunately, no one paid attention to this son who was flirting with the maidservant, because Yuan Jiangyan, who had been young for ten years and had never debated with others publicly, made an unprecedented statement. Wang Ba Bingyong, a scholar, is of the same origin as Mr. Jishang, who was surnamed Wang in the Shangyin Academy. In those days, Mr. Jishang could serve as the Grand Priest of the Academy as long as he won two of the three debates. After the debate of truth, he lost the dispute between heaven and man. The last match was supposed to be the debate between king and bully, but Mr. Wang Jishang unexpectedly gave up, but everyone knows that this great gentleman admires both king and bully. Sheng asked: "Northern Liang Yao school is only involved in Zen, but you clearly stated utilitarianism. Those who learn Zen lately will seek upwards without finding anything. They will leave by themselves, and they will return when they are lost. If it is utilitarianism, scholars will see it immediately after learning it. If you are lucky enough to make meritorious deeds and forget righteousness for profit, how should future generations deal with themselves? Our generation of scholars laughs with the people for a while, but the younger generation cries for hundreds of thousands of years. Is this the king you are?"
Bigger uproar!
When Yuan Honghu said this, it was clear that Yin Daolin, an eminent monk of Shimen, who was close at hand, was involved in it. It can be seen that this number one scholar in Jiangzuo really attaches great importance to that scholar who everyone thought was talking nonsense. Everyone was shocked and began to sit up. .
When Xu Fengnian flirted with the beautiful maid carrying wine, he caught a glimpse of Xu Zhihu, the eldest sister in a yellow glazed tile pavilion on a high place, making a threatening gesture of knocking on chestnuts, rolled his eyes, and was about to say a few more words to the maid, and left Just seeing a middle-aged Confucian scholar staggering towards the pavilion, the old sword god stood on the steps of the pavilion, full of sword intent.
Even Lu Weidang had never seen such a posture as if he was facing an enemy before facing Wu Liuding, who was the king of Su!
His Royal Highness stood up suddenly.
The figure swept over and over again. In the flow of people, fish generally shuttle past.
Xu Fengnian approached the pavilion, only to see that when he was twenty steps away from the pavilion, the Confucian scholar in green shirt waved his sleeves, as if to dust off the dust to show his great respect, and then he knelt down!
The Confucian scholar wept sadly.
He gritted his teeth and said it word by word.
The voice was not loud, but it exploded in Xu Fengnian's ears.
"Cao Changqing, the sinner of Western Chu, see Your Highness the Princess!"