Traveling through the Ming Dynasty, as soon as you open your eyes, you will die

Chapter 91 The way to invite a great sage

As soon as he sat down, Lu Mou's eyes lit up, and he asked like a primary school student: "I heard that you are quite critical of the Four Books and Five Classics. Come on, come on, tell me how you criticize them. You are against Zhu Ming's Neo-Confucianism, I I'm so disgusted. Come on, tell me what you think about equality between men and women. In the future, will your Imperial College admit girls? We have an agreement. As long as you train outstanding and talented women, I dare to appoint them as It’s official.”

Chen Que's eyes widened in shock at this series of confessions. The Imperial College recruits women, but are you planning to set up female officials? I am already avant-garde enough, but you are as avant-garde as a monkey traveling through the sky, whoosh, reaching the universe.

Therefore, Chen Que's first impression of the young prince was that he was unreliable.

Lu Mou didn't know that he had left such a bad first impression on this great sage, and he was still pulling at his clothes and throwing out critical views on Confucianism in future forums.

As a result, before Chen Que could say anything, a clear voice outside the door refuted: "You are criticizing Confucianism in this way. Do you want to dig up the roots of the Han nation? What is your purpose? You have a heart to be punished. Duke, you are Zongzheng, We can’t kill this guy who forgets his ancestors and wants to destroy the foundation of the Han family.”

In the Ming Dynasty, the Zongzheng of the clan mansion was always held by nobles who were not members of Lao Zhu's family. Zhu Yuanzhang was afraid of being protected by his own clan, so the clan leader was Zhang Zhiji.

Other descendants of the old Zhu family were afraid of Zongzheng, but Lu Mou was not. He is his biggest fan, and besides, he is not a member of Lao Zhu's family. He is an impostor.

Before he finished speaking, he saw Li Yan and Zhang Zhihe entering side by side.

As soon as they came in, the two of them ignored Lu Mou and saluted directly to Chen Que: "I have heard of your name a long time ago, but I have never had the opportunity to meet you. Today, I can serve as ministers in the same court and work together sooner or later. I am lucky for the rest of my life."

Chen Que returned the favor: "I heard about Li Yan in Henan a long time ago. I thought you and I were enemies and couldn't discuss academic articles. I deeply regret it. I don't want you to understand the righteousness and abandon the thief and return. I'm so lucky."

The two people seemed to hate meeting each other so late. They immediately ignored others and started talking enthusiastically about knowledge, leaving their master Lu Mou and the Duke aside.

Lu Mou and Zhang Zhiji stretched their necks and listened to the two people chatting in full swing. After a long time, Lu Mou and Zhang Zhiji smiled bitterly and retracted their necks. After smiling bitterly, they concluded that they were sour and could not understand.

Since they don’t understand and can’t get in the conversation, the two of them can just talk about something they are familiar with.

"After several battles, I found that although the firearm was good, it was troublesome to ignite the match rope and the firing was slow, which was really inconvenient."

Zhang Zhiji also saw this shortcoming, but had no solution. But suddenly his eyes lit up: "I once learned from Matteo Ricci that Westerners have a kind of firearm called a flintlock gun. It is fast and accurate in shooting, which is the direction of future firearms development. Why doesn't the prince pay a lot of money to buy it from Westerners? A few, and then let our Ministry of Industry imitate them?”

As soon as Zhang Zhiji finished speaking, Chen Que turned around and said, "A flintlock gun, right? We have people in the Ming Dynasty who can make it, so why bother asking others?"

Lu Mou was surprised. I was surprised at two points. Chen Que and Li Yan had a lofty and passionate debate, but they were able to do two things at once and pay attention to the conversation between themselves and Zhang Zhiji at all times. What a strange person.

What’s even more surprising is that the flintlock gun was invented by Westerners, but someone also invented it in the Ming Dynasty?

"The Ming Dynasty actually has such a military expert level talent? Why didn't Xiao Wang know?"

Chen Que showed his ignorant expression and said: "Bi Maokang, who was originally from Shanglu, Anhui, was the right minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs in Nanjing, and resigned because he did not work with the eunuchs. He has a military work "Illustrated Description of Military Weapons", which was published in the Ming Dynasty. The Wugang chariot was built under his supervision, including a flintlock gun."

A person in charge of money and food actually supervised the manufacture of ordnance and invented new weapons. This is a serious failure to do the job properly. The appointment of officials in the Ming Dynasty is too cross-border.

"What? Is there such a thing? Where is this person now?"

"He is now living in seclusion at the Pure Land Temple in Xishan, on the outskirts of Beijing."

Lu Mou pounded the table and shouted: "Come here, go to the Pure Land Temple in Xishan quickly and invite Bi Maokang to me."

Chen Que covered his face and went to the door himself. He said he had caught one. He invited Bi Maokang and sent a servant. This thirst for talents is beyond words, but is this your attitude of seeking talents?

At Xishan Pure Land Temple, the elderly Bi Maokang is sitting leisurely among the remaining chrysanthemums, meditating on Zen.

The people sent by Lu Mou came to the temple gate and said to Zhike Monk: "I was appointed by my prince to see Mr. Bi Maokang Bi."

The monk who knew the guest replied without raising his eyelids: "Lao Lao Bi is enlightening and meditating, please don't disturb him."

"Then when will the old gentleman finish practicing meditation?"

"I don't know, so Nobuo, please come back."

There was no other way, so the servant rode back to the palace to resume his life. Lu Mou, Zhang Zhiji, and Li Yanchen were having a banquet. When they heard about this, they couldn't help but frown.

"The monk really ignored the common etiquette, and he dared to stand in the way of my majestic prince's messenger. If this had not been due to my previous violent temper, I would have been angry on the spot."

Chen Que asked suspiciously, and Li Yan, who had become Mo Ni's friend, asked: "Did the prince have a very hot temper before?"

Li Yan had long been accustomed to Lu Mou's behavior. He suddenly appeared out of nowhere and persuaded him to drink with a smile: "Don't listen to his nonsense. He used to play with urine and mud. Where did he get his bad temper? Drink, drink."

Lu Mou glared at Li Yan and said, "You're just kidding yourself. You call yourself a disciple of a saint, respecting superiors and inferiors, practicing the three cardinal principles and five constant virtues, the three obediences and the four virtues. How did you learn that?"

Chen Que spurted out a mouthful of wine and almost sprayed Li Yan in the face.

Li Yan quickly said: "Don't listen to him, this is a private club, there's nothing special about that."

Lu Mou lamented: "For the sake of outsiders, I don't want to care about you."

Chen Que was curious: "Brother Li, do you usually get along with the prince like this?"

Li Yan smiled helplessly: "Normally, I want to behave with him and treat him according to the etiquette of a monarch and a minister. But he follows the rules of interaction with you. If you are serious with him here, he will start to smile playfully with you. What can I do? So, if the two of us are together and don't talk arrogantly, we won't be able to communicate. Ignore him, come on, let's continue to study the mistakes of "The University"."

Lu Mou rolled his eyes again: "I treat you as a friend, that's why I don't pretend to be hypocritical. Now you are embarrassing me in front of outsiders, and I treat you as my friend. I am too lazy to pay attention to you, but I will remember this grudge." "

But in this conversation, Chen Que could see the young prince's temperament and character. Normally, he would treat people with a normal heart instead of being arrogant and arrogant. My first impression of him changed a bit.

Already a deviant, he reaffirmed Lu Mou's judgment in his mind: This young prince is capable of handling things.

"Chen Hu."

"exist."

"Go to the Pure Land Temple yourself, jump over the wall, and then invite Mr. Bi."

"Yes."

The guard captain Zhao Hu rushed to Xishan on horseback. He did not go through the main entrance, but jumped over the wall and entered. When he saw Bi Maokang, he explained his purpose of coming. Bi Maokang smiled and refused: "I am tired of officialdom and no longer plan to serve. You should please come back." Then he sat directly on the futon and fell into Zen meditation again.

Chen Hu had no choice but to return to the palace to report.

At this time, the lanterns were already coming on and the banquet was coming to an end.

When Lu Mou heard this, he frowned and said, "Great talents are hard to come by, so you are asking me to pay close attention to the thatched cottage. What a beautiful idea, is this prince asking for help in such a lowly manner?"

Chen Que was stunned, shouldn't he lower his dignity and be humble when seeking talents?

"You have to visit the thatched cottage three times, right? But I think it is only right to do things in three. Chen Hu, take a few brothers with you and bring me the immortal in a sack."

Zhao Hu heard this and asked, is this the way to do things, is this just his own temper? After agreeing, he immediately called on several of his brothers and flew away.

Chen Que's jaw dropped.

When he came to visit, he greeted him barefoot, but he caught a great sage. This time, Daxian was asked to be more direct and put a sack over his head.

In the Pure Land Temple, the moonlight was just right. Bi Maokang sat on the porch, admiring the chrysanthemums in the moonlight, and his heart felt as still as water. Suddenly his vision went dark, and a sack was hooded under his hood. Before he knew it, someone was carrying him and running away.

(End of this chapter)