Autumn of the 17th year of Chongzhen

Chapter 773 King Lu Arrives at Jinling

Inner sage and outer king, this is one of the core ideas of Confucianism, which means to have the talents, virtues, benevolence and righteousness of a saint internally, and to practice kingship and enlightenment externally.

As a disciple of Confucianism, Wang Yan naturally understands this point, but any kind of thought has always evolved with the times and changed accordingly. Confucianism evolved into the Ming Dynasty, and schools of mind and other schools appeared, just seeking breakthroughs.

Donglu was originally a minister under the rule of the Ming Dynasty. The imperial court was very kind to the old slaves, but he betrayed the Ming Dynasty.

The education of benevolence and righteousness has finally come to such a result, which requires a strong reflection of the scholar-bureaucrats.

At this time, within the Ming Dynasty, many scholars and generals had the urge to exterminate their clans with the Eastern Captives.

Wang Yan also has some opinions on inner sages and outer kings. He is not as extreme as some scholars. He believes that "Bi Yidi should not be understood with reason, but be moved with righteousness."

He believes that when the imperial court treats its own people, it must have the compassion of a sage and practice benevolence and justice, but it must treat foreign barbarians differently, such as those in Korea and Ryukyu who practice Confucianism and write Chinese characters. , should practice the way of kingship, but for the cunning and treacherous people of Donglu and Heyi, they should practice the way of overlord.

Although Wang Yan said some strong words this time, he really only said to let them cross the river. Wang Yan actually gave them a chance. Those who stayed, Wang Yan basically would not deal with them. Wang Yan sent them across the river by boat, and then they took up weapons to fight against the Ming army. Wang Yan couldn't do it anyway.

"Complain with virtue" is a sentence mentioned by Confucian parents, but in fact, behind this sentence, Confucius also said another passage, "Complain with virtue, how can you repay virtue? Repay complaints with straightness, and repay virtue with virtue!"

This is the Confucianism of the Spring and Autumn Period, the most primitive Confucianism, the Western Renaissance started from the classics of the ancient Greek sages, and the revival of Confucianism in the Ming Dynasty also started from the re-interpretation of the Confucian classics that were distorted by the Neo-Confucianism in the Song and Ming Dynasties. Before maturity, evolution is interrupted.

Benevolence and justice should be bestowed on those who know how to be grateful. Besides, people like Boluo may not appreciate the benevolence, righteousness and kingly way of a great country in the celestial dynasty. They will only feel that Wang Yan's head is trapped by the door.

On the river beach, Qi Ding and his family were in a commotion, and Boluo and Lang Tingzuo turned pale.

"Isn't Wang Shiheng afraid of breaking his promise?" Boluo gritted his teeth, fighting with each other.

Liu Shun waved his hand, and the soldiers behind him came over with a few pieces of wood, "How could Your Highness break his promise? Boluo, if you were in this town, you would have been killed by this town today, but His Highness is kind, holding a piece of wood, swimming Let's go!"

Thousands of people, less than ten logs, the vast majority of people will definitely not be able to cross the river, but at least a dozen or so can return to Jiangbei alive. Wang Yan has fulfilled his promise and did not do everything. When the Qing army was in desperation, one could keep an illusion that there would always be some lucky people, thinking that they were the dozen or so people who chose to stay, not the vast majority who drowned in the river.

And there are more than [-] Qing soldiers in the south of the Yangtze River, the Han banner of the three banners, and hundreds of the Manchurian Eight Banners. Just a dozen people who came back can severely damage the morale of the Qing army in the north of the Yangtze River. But it frightened the cunning Donglu and made them terrified.

After Liu Shun finished speaking, he waved his hand again, and the soldiers of the Ming army shouted loudly, "Cross the river!" Then they charged towards the river beach with long spears. The soldier, after looking around for a while, suddenly rushed out and picked up a piece of wood.

Someone started, and the scene suddenly became chaotic. At this time, there is no reason to let the leader go first.

When Wang Yan spoke, his tone was so weird, they should have noticed it long ago, but because they had the mentality of being able to get away with it, they actually hoped that China would be as pedantic as before and would teach them more benevolence and justice.

Lang Tingzuo saw that the people around him had started looting, and he panicked. It was useless to scold Wang Yan now, so he immediately pulled Boluo and took the posture of letting the leader go first, and grabbed a log.

The people were soon forced into the river. The Han flag was alright, but some Manchus and Mongols sank when they entered the river. Women and children also struggled for a while before being washed away by the river.

A log can float two or three people at most, and now thousands of people are fighting for it.

People are in the water, struggling desperately, grabbing what is, but no matter if you are Niulu, Jiala, Gushan or the prince, if you catch it, you will never let go, and you will hold the other party to death.

Boluo and Lang Tingzuo experienced the most frightening scene in their life. Countless hands were stretched out to them, and the wailing and cries for help were overwhelming. The two, with red eyes, desperately kicked and kicked the person who was approaching, and headed towards Jiangbei with the log in their arms. swipe.

The scene by the river was like a survival game. More than 4000 people competed for more than a dozen places to survive, and most of them were ruthlessly eliminated within a short time after entering the river.

Some hundreds of people who are good at swimming and carrying logs continued to paddle towards the north of the river. Boluo was very tired. He held the log and remained motionless. Lang Tingzuo paddled desperately, very annoyed at Boluo's lack of effort , and even had the urge to kick him into the river.

At this time, not far from them, a few people who didn't have a log, and after swimming for a certain distance, who were really bored, suddenly swam towards a driftwood with three people floating on it.

On the driftwood was a man with a beard and leopard eyes and two mandins. They were full of fear in the water. They made a mistake in coping with a few Han flags and hugged the driftwood tightly, but how could the driftwood float so much? People, but no one is willing to let go, and they sank into the water together in a moment.

Seeing this, Lang Tingzuo was terrified, and happened to see a few people swimming towards them. He didn't care so much, and immediately kicked Bo Luo in the water to cheer him up, and said anxiously, "My lord, paddle quickly!"

Boluo also saw the swimmer, he reacted, and immediately paddled desperately with Lang Tinzo. After all, the two of them used driftwood to save energy, and they managed to paddle for a certain distance. One by one they sank into the river in despair.

As the sun sets, the afterglow sprinkles on the river surface, sparkling, full of golden afterglow, and a few driftwoods undulate with the waves on the river surface.

Boluo's face was pale, and Lang Tingzuo was so tired that he lay motionless on the driftwood like a dead dog.

It took a while for Boluo to regain his strength. Seeing that Jiangbei was already in front of him, he seemed to think of something, turned his head to look at Lang Tingzuo who was floating, and sighed: "Loyalty is seen in adversity. You are a good slave. If you don't go back, the king will Being blamed by the regent, I will treat you well in the future."

Lang Tingzuo actually had no idea about his own fate, but he dragged Boluo back, the sky fell, he was standing tall, and Tong Tulai could take the blame, so it shouldn't be a problem to save his life, but he felt that Boluo himself was worse It's easy to pass, but since Boluo said so, he has to thank him.

Although Lang Tingzuo didn't want to move, he still raised his head, and was about to thank the prince for his cultivation, but this raised his head so badly that he almost scared him to death.

"No, my lord hurry up~!"

By the riverside, Liu Shun led thousands of soldiers, and after driving four thousand banner men and their families into the river, he stood by the riverside and watched. He didn't feel guilty for the tragedy of the Qing army, but he felt happy.

He always remembers that year, when the Qing army broke through the barriers and plundered North Zhili and Shandong. The Ming Dynasty general Man Gui died in battle, and Donglu captured 30 million people from Beizhi and Shandong. His father was killed. His mother committed suicide, but he lost his discipline since he was a child and became a local rogue.

In his opinion, the feudal lord was undoubtedly too merciful.

At this time, he watched for a while, and saw that the Qing soldiers who survived by chance had already drifted across the river, pressed their sabers, and prepared to turn around and report to Wang Yan.

"Duzhen, look, it seems to be the ship of Lu Jianguo!" A member of the army suddenly pointed to the river.

Liu Shun turned his head to look, and it was true that on the Dongfang River, nearly a hundred large ships were flying towards Nanjing with the Sun and Moon Flag of Ming Dynasty.

Liu Shun clenched the handle of the knife tightly, and frowned slightly, "They came at the right time. You stay here and report to His Highness in this town."

At this time, Wang Yan was in Hong Chengchou's Jiangnan Governor's Mansion. He was sitting in the main hall, with a group of officials sitting on both sides. He was holding a teacup in one hand and sipping. Hong Chengchou came in.

Seeing this, Wang Yan put down his teacup, and everyone looked at Hong Chengchou together.

"Hong Bandit, what can you say today?" Wan Wanji jumped up against the case.

"Hong thief, do you have the face to meet the princes again? Do you have the face to meet Yizong Yu Jiuquan?" Gu Yuanjing also stood up and scolded angrily.

A group of old officials stepped forward and scolded Hong Chengchou, some even sprayed his face with saliva, which made Hong Chengchou very embarrassed, but he suddenly laughed out loud.

This made everyone in the hall startled for a moment, Wang Yan who was sitting in the middle looked at him, couldn't help frowning, waved his hand to stop the officials, and then asked in a deep voice: "Hong Chengchou, what are you laughing at?"

Hong Chengchou looked at Wang Yan, he knew that he would die, and he would end up in a terrible end, but now he let go, as if he wanted to throw off his arms and fight everyone.

"How did you treat me, how did Taizong treat me! I laugh that the Ming Dynasty did not spare talents. For more than ten years, the emperors and ministers in the court were indifferent, and the government was controlled by corrupt Confucians. A capable minister can save the country, and he is always hindered." Hong Chengchou sneered: "I was captured in Songshan, Emperor Taizong, how would you treat me, and now I am captured, how will you treat me? For more than ten years, the courtiers of the Ming Dynasty really didn't care at all. Unchanged."

Hong Chengchou is really sophistry, if he is a traitor, why don't people scold him?Still able to treat each other with courtesy, Wan Wan jumped up with auspiciousness, "Hong thief, shut up, even now, you still call the slave chief Taizong, do you trust Emperor Yizong?"

"Trust? Where did the trust come from? For 17 years, fifty chancellors ordered the courtiers to do things. When something happened, he didn't take any responsibility, but the courtiers were decapitated. Such an emperor, who would dare to do practical things? Allegiance!" Hong Chengchou said angrily: "The battle of Songshan, if the emperor hadn't been in a hurry, why would I have come here. Chongzhen is far worse than Taizong."

Hong Chengchou's voice was so loud that the faces of the ministers in the hall turned purple with anger.

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