General Constitution of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 190 Empty talk
The general framework of Ganquan Academy is still there, and the group of people in Cuihetang have saved a lot of effort.

It's just that Zhu Zaiyu had already thought of slipping away.

The biggest reason for coming to Cuihetang is because it is adjacent to Chengtian Gate, and it is only a few hundred steps away from the palace.

Although the courtyard wall of the academy is high, the golden tiles in the Forbidden City can still be seen in the academy.

"I said that when we came, those gentlemen were so enthusiastic. It turned out that there was a shortage of labor. I said that there is no such thing as free food in this world."

The two guards in Jinyi chatted endlessly behind Feng Bao's buttocks, and they closed their mouths after being glared at by Feng Bao.

It's just that Zhu Zaixun, who was sweating profusely, was no longer in the mood to attend lectures.

"Okay, Feng Bao, it's really not going to work, let's find a chance to get away."

Feng Bao lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, we have done so much work for them for nothing, and why are we giving them so much face? The three servants and servants will take you out, and these few things can't stop the three of us." .”

The two Jinyi guards behind Feng Bao glanced contemptuously at Feng Bao.

"Forget it, you are a scholar after all, there is no need to make it so ugly."

"Let's find a chance."

"Here."

Zhu Zaiyu whispered a few words to Feng Bao, Feng Bao turned his head and looked around.

It's just that this scene was clearly seen by He Xinyin in the hall.

"Let all the students rest."

"Leader, why do you suddenly want to give a lecture?"

"These four are going to run."

Not long after, the two coaches brought a gong and knocked in the yard.

"Everyone, let go of the things at hand, today's work will be done here, and Mr. He will give a lecture to you later."

Hearing that there was going to be a lecture, all the craftsmen in the yard put down their work, some poured water, some served tea, and some took out fried beans from their bosoms and distributed them to the surrounding colleagues. The good people each found a place and sat not far from the podium.

Be it novels or the Four Books and Five Classics, they are all storytelling.

At most, the Four Books and Five Classics are a bit boring, but after all, there is no money to spend, and what bicycle is needed.

Feng Bao glanced at Zhu Zaixun in astonishment.

"Young master, shall we still go?"

"It's all coming."

With that said, Zhu Zaiyan sat down under the shade of a tree with two bricks in his hand.

When the two Jin Yiwei and Feng Baoyou were beside Zhu Zaixun, He Xinyin had already started talking on stage.

It's just that He Xinyin is always looking in the direction where Zhu Zaishun is intentionally or unintentionally.

"...The Master said: There are people who are benevolent, but there are people who are not benevolent."

"The righteousness of the sages lies in the fact that if a man is not benevolent, he is no different from a beast,"

"..."

He Xinyin took "benevolence" as the standard and defined people into two types of people, one is benevolent and the other is not benevolent.

That is the difference between a natural person and a social person.

In this way, the new theory of the four peoples is derived, that is, scholars, merchants, farmers, and workers, which rank merchants ahead of farmers and workers. .

It's just that He Xinyin doesn't seem to care much about this so-called "New Four People's Theory", and spends most of the rest of the time talking about his so-called "friend theory".

Hearing He Xinyin's words, Zhu Zaishun's expression gradually became complicated.

"gentlemen."

Seeing Zhu Zaiyu's question, He Xinyin was overjoyed, and then stopped.

"Do you have any questions, little friend?"

Zhu Zaiyu stood up, and then said: "Students are not talented, Zi Yun, a gentleman is not compared, and a villain is not compared. The theory of friends seems to be contrary to the sacred doctrine?"

He Xinyin returned the gift first before speaking.

"Children can be taught. Ouyang Wenzhong once wrote "On the Party", which can be released for children."

"A villain has no friends, but a gentleman has them. What's the reason? What a villain likes is gain and profit; what a villain desires is wealth. When they have the same benefits, those who temporarily become friends with the party are false also."

Zhu Zaiyu was silent for a long while, and just made another speech.

"Students are taught."

Seeing Zhu Zaiyu's polite appearance, He Xinyin couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Yi Tiwei behind him said in astonishment, "What...what do you mean?"

Feng Bao lowered his head and said, "A villain is not called a friend, only a friend of a gentleman is called a friend."

"Then, who is a gentleman and who is a villain, who has the final say?"

"Of course the emperor has the final say!"

"..."

Zhu Zaiyu also did not make a sound.

Hearing this, Zhu Zaiyong already had a certain understanding of He Xinyin, if it was before, Zhu Zaiyong would definitely say "Mr.

It's just that with so many people from the north to the south, Zhu Zaishun already understood.

These are nothing more than arguing for party formation and businessmen.

After He Xinyin finished speaking, Zhu Zaishun lost interest.

Finding an opportunity, he slipped out of Cuihetang.

Until being persuaded to get off the podium, He Xinyin was still unsatisfied and wanted to speak for a while longer.

"Today's little friend is absolutely extraordinary. If I can recruit him to my family, I will not be alone."

The Confucian scholar with the crystal around his waist just yawned from the side.

"Merlin, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, it's just that things were busy last night and I didn't sleep well."

The Confucian scholar's name was Xiang Yuanbian, and after a moment of contemplation, he opened his mouth and said: "Fushan, in my opinion, this friend's theory is not urgent, and the new theory of the four peoples is the urgent matter at the moment."

It was because of the New Theory of the Four Peoples that Xiang Yuanbian brought He Xinyin to Jinling to give lectures.

The reason is also very simple, he is a businessman.

He Xinyin's enthusiasm remained undiminished, and he just smiled at Xiang Yuanbian: "Mo Lin puts his heart in his stomach, my way is not alone, and the new four people's theory will prosper."

Xiang Yuanbian shook his head helplessly.

"There are still some trivial matters at home, so I will take my leave first."

"I'll send it to Merlin."

Although this new theory of the four peoples did not go as Xiang Yuanbian thought, it ignited public opinion as soon as it arrived in Nanjing.

But the total cost was only more than 2000 taels of silver, so it was considered a wide net.

In the next few days, Zhu Zaiyu visited several academies in Jinling, but after visiting, he became more and more disappointed.

All kinds of academies emerge in endlessly in Jinling City, but if Zhu Zaixun listens carefully, they are all arguing for others.

It's just that Zhu Zailong noticed an interesting phenomenon.

Almost most of the academies are raising the status of merchants intentionally or unintentionally.
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Inside Qingning Palace in Nanjing.

Zhu Zaiyu sat in the hall with some disappointment, Zhang Juzheng was still processing official documents, and Ning Jue asked the Tiwei if they had found out the whereabouts of the "thugs" who attacked Wei Guogong.

"Mr. Zhang, I have a little understanding of what my father did in the early years."

Zhang Juzheng raised his head and smiled when he heard the words.

"Your Highness is talking about the 16th year of Jiajing and the 17th year of Jiajing?"

Zhu Zaiyu nodded slightly.

Ever since he realized that Zhan Ruoshui had set up academies in the seven southeastern provinces like Tuzizi, Jiajing sent someone to destroy the academies once, and then instructed Yan Song to come forward and destroy the academies again.

"This group of people say they are giving lectures, but in fact they are not very different from the so-called singing newspapers in the capital. In Zhang's opinion, they can't even compare to singing newspapers. It's just loud and powerful."

"Thinking about it now, it's not like Yan Ge old Bingzheng didn't do nothing, at least he did it beautifully."

Zhang Juzheng also praised Yan Song rarely.

For this kind of thing, Zhang Juzheng obviously hated it.

Zhu Zaishun was making a tangled decision in his heart.

"Mr. Zhang, I want to stop this wind of empty talk."

Zhang Juzheng was obviously taken aback when he heard the words.

"Your Highness, please be cautious. This kind of matter should be left to the ministers. Your Highness should not initiate it rashly."

It's just that Ning Jue, who was nibbling on a pear, was stunned upon hearing this.

Usually I don't see that Zhu Zaiyu is still a genius in this area!

This is no longer poking the clearing lung tubes, this is pulling out those clearing lung tubes and jumping like a rubber band!

"Your Highness, empty talk is indeed harmful to the country, and what the uncle said is also reasonable, please sign my name!"

Zhang Juzheng persuaded him: "Brother Ning, let's just go to a prefect and county magistrate, it won't happen."

Ning Jue just finished speaking.

Zhu Zaixun then picked up the pen, dipped in the ink twice and said: "No need, since I thought of it alone, and the history is notorious, I should bear it alone."

Compared with Jiajing, Zhu Zaixun's biggest difference is here.

If it was Jiajing, he wished that someone would take the blame for him, but what Zhu Zaishun wanted was to do it directly.

Seeing that Zhu Zaiyu had already developed that kind of stubbornness.

Zhang Juzheng could only swallow the words that came to his lips, looked at Ning Jue beside him and said in a low voice: "Brother Ning, don't you want to persuade me?"

Ning Jue still lowered his head, gnawed on the pear and waved his hands: "This matter needs to be strategic, so just leave it alone."

Obviously, both Ning Jue and Zhu Zaiyu had already made up their minds.

Zhang Juzheng had no choice but to continue working as a full-time secretary.
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In the middle of the night, the garrison hall was still brightly lit.

Standing in front of the desk in an official robe, Mai Fu was worried while looking at Zhu Zaishun's memorial.

If this thing really happens, what kind of posthumous title will the group of scholar-bureaucrats give the prince in the future?

Just when Mai Fu was worried.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the garrison hall, and after a while, Ning Jue's voice sounded from inside the garrison hall.

"Mai Gonggong, can I play for His Majesty?"

"Ning Qianxian? The emperor said, you can directly submit it to His Highness, without the Secretary of Transportation."

Ning Jue looked at Mai Fu with a grin and said, "You don't want the prince to be scolded by the world, do you?"

Mai Fu was startled when he heard that.

"Qian Xian means that you want to go to school for His Highness?"

Ning Jue put the written melody in front of Mai Fu.

"Mai Gonggong, I put the playbook here for you, and you should know what to do with the rest, right?"

Mai Fu picked up the playbook and glanced at it.

Even Mai Fu couldn't help giving Ning Jue a thumbs up.

"Ke Zhong! Loyalty!"

"Ning resigns."

Ning Jue's figure disappeared into the garrison hall.

But Mai Fu looked at the two playbooks in front of him, but he had already moved his mind.

Of course, Mai Fu didn't dare to stop Zhu Zaixun's memorabilia.

"Come on, the prince's book will be sent to Beijing by the way of our supervisor's secret performance."

"This copy of Ning Qianxian's should be sent to the Secretary of General Administration and reported to the Cabinet Department."

"Here."

For normal performances, two copies of each question are sent, one to the Secretary of General Administration, and one to the Sixth Division Langfang for transcription and archiving.

Under normal circumstances, these professionally trained scholar-bureaucrats must keep the playbooks on this channel absolutely confidential until the emperor reads them.

Of course, unless you can't help it.

Before Ning Jue's playbook entered Beijing, there was already a frightening ghost story circulating among the scholar-bureaucrats in the northern and southern capitals.

Ning Ke is finally going to burn books and confuse scholars!
(End of this chapter)