Chapter 397: The capital is shaken, Lao Wang is in trouble
Chen Ming is a veteran of the Bingmasi. He has worked his way up to the position of a thousand-household official. Although he is not fat, his bulging belly is a sight to behold wherever he goes.
In the duty room, Chen Ming narrowed his eyes and looked at the man opposite him, "I have done what I should do."
"Just hold on to it, the rest has nothing to do with you." said the man opposite.
Chen Ming asked, "But is it a containment?"
The man nodded, and Chen Ming breathed a sigh of relief, "No problem."
The man stood up and said, "I will remember the kindness of Captain Chen."
"You're welcome." Chen Ming stood up and prepared to see the guest off. At this time, someone came to report, "Captain, Xin'an Lane said that you are requested to go to the Earl's Mansion. Earl Changwei will personally apologize to you."
Chen Ming was startled, and then he subconsciously said: "Not good!"
This is Jiang Qingzhi going crazy!
As for making an apology, Chen Ming dared to bet that if he dared to go to Xin'an Lane, Jiang Qingzhi would dare to take action.
He smiled at the man and said, "Look..."
The man frowned, and then his followers came and said, "Ma Yuan is defeated!"
The man's face changed color, "Captain Chen..."
Chen Ming laughed, "I, the military department, will naturally handle this matter impartially."
The man sneered, but he knew that Chen Ming, as a thousand-household official, could not afford to offend Jiang Qingzhi, so he said calmly, "Take care of yourself."
After he left, Chen Ming ordered, "Go and get the news quickly."
When the news came, Chen Ming sighed and said, "Although I haven't read many books, I know how powerful Confucianism is. Chang Wei Bo was able to refute Ma Yuan in front of hundreds of scholars and make him speechless. It shows that he is very talented. Someone come!"
"Qianhu!"
"Go to Xin'an Lane."
"Captain!" the confidant whispered, "Are you really going to Xin'an Lane? I'm afraid that Chang Wei Bo will have to apologize to you. You are..."
Are you going to get abused by climbing up the pole?
"I'm going to Xin'an Lane to congratulate!" Chen Ming looked very excited, as if he was a die-hard fan of the Mohist School. "Congratulations to the Mohist School, and to Chang Wei Bo!"
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"Ma Yuan lost."
At Fengyuan Building, Yang Qing took several pieces of paper handed over by the man who was inquiring for information. The records on them were more complete.
"How did you lose?" Han Yu wanted to snatch those papers away.
Yang Qing's body suddenly trembled, "How dare Jiang Qingzhi blaspheme my Confucianism?"
"Brother Yang!" Han Yu frowned and simply walked to his side to watch together.
After just one glance, Han Yu flew into a rage. "How dare you say that Confucianism is not a discipline for governing the world! What? The prosperous times have nothing to do with Confucianism! On the contrary... the dynasty's destruction is the greatest crime for Confucianism... How dare you!"
Yang Qing's face turned pale. "Look here. In Jiang Qingzhi's mouth, Confucianism has become an evil and perverse way that brings disaster to the country and the people. Here... what? Confucianism is dead. Burn paper if you have something to do! You bastard!"
Bah!
There was a bang in the study.
The followers outside looked at each other in bewilderment.
"The three redundancies of the early Song Dynasty are all the fault of our Confucianism! This is nonsense!"
"Redundant officials... If you don't want to be an official, what's the point of studying?"
"Too many soldiers... In the face of a natural disaster, are we going to leave the victims without food and clothing?"
"This is a waste of time... The emperor and his subjects get along well with each other, and it is only natural for the emperor to reward his subjects! What is Ma Yuan doing? He is actually defeated!"
The noise inside was getting quieter and quieter.
Suddenly there was a loud bang, followed by the sound of various pieces falling to the ground.
It was dead silent inside.
In the study, the desk was overturned and the floor was full of debris. Yang Qing stood among the debris and looked at the papers. "Jiang Qingzhi used an egg to explain the Mohist's understanding of the world. Qi is one of the origins... It has been verified to be correct."
Yang Qing looked up at Han Yu.
"That's a weird trick!" Han Yu said angrily. He put his hands on his knees, panting, with a fierce look in his eyes. "It's a crooked trick. I'm going to kill him! Kill him!"
……
In Wuyi Hall, Emperor Jiajing handed the paper to Huang Jin. For the first time, Huang Jin couldn't suppress his curiosity and took a quick glance before handing the paper to Yan Song.
Yan Song watched carefully, and Cui Yuan ignored the rules and stood beside him to watch together.
The two quickly read the content and were shocked.
"No one has ever analyzed Confucianism in this way, no one has ever explained the origin of the prosperous times in this way, and no one has ever analyzed the reasons for prosperity and success in this way..."
Emperor Jiajing felt that it was worth it for him to endure the hardship and not sleep until now.
He keenly sensed an opportunity from Jiang Qingzhi's words.
An opportunity for an emperor to turn things around.
It turns out that the rise and fall of nations is not the emperor’s fault.
"So, it's not the emperor who should apologize to the gods." Emperor Jiajing's eyes were cold, and he stood up and asked, "What do you think?"
"Chang Wei Bo's words are like a sharp blade, which makes me sweat profusely." Yan Song did not lie. After reading these remarks, he felt that every word was like a knife, cutting into the vital points of Confucianism and Confucianism.
Cui Yuan remained silent.
Zhu Xizhong could not wait to grab the paper and read it quickly. "I said Qingzhi would definitely make those people look bad today. It turns out to be true. Hahahaha!"
It was the first time that the old playboy laughed wildly in Wuyi Palace.
Huang Jin slowly looked at everyone.
Yan Song looked calm, but fear could be seen in his eyes.
Mohism took this step forward, and at the same time, Jiang Qingzhi used these words to position Confucianism and Mohism. Confucianism is out of date!
Mohism should flourish!
What will be the future of this giant?
What influence will he and the Mohist school have on the court?
Emperor Jiajing's eyes were deep, but Huang Jin, who was familiar with him, could see that the Taoist was quite excited at the moment.
No emperor would like to be suppressed by Confucianism!
But Confucianism had absolute power, and the emperor had no choice but to compromise and give in.
Now, with the sound of thunder, Jiang Qingzhi and the Mohist School made a brilliant appearance, allowing Dao Ye to see another way out.
He heard the Taoist whisper:
"Confucianism is dead. If you have any problem... burn paper!"
Since the Han Dynasty, when Confucianism was the only official ideology, the status of Confucianism and Confucianism has been growing day by day. By the time of the Song Dynasty, it had already formed a trend of suppressing the emperor.
The literati used Confucianism as a bond and the imperial examinations and preferential treatment for literati as means to unite all Confucian disciples in the world, resulting in the unprecedented weakness of the authority of the emperors of the pre-Song Dynasty.
In the Ming Dynasty, after Emperor Taizu ascended the throne, he recruited scholars and officials from all over the country to serve as officials, but was resisted. This was the first time he felt the great threat of Confucianism.
After Emperor Jiajing went to the harem, Concubine Lu Jing was once again the favorite, and there were more curses and insults in the palace.
"Given Emperor Taizu's temperament, he should be abandoned. But who else can he use if not the Confucian disciples?"
Emperor Jiajing's eyes were bright and he seemed ten years younger.
Concubine Lu Jing brought him some tea and said, "Although I don't know what's going on in the outside world, I have heard of the North and South Lists."
"It is precisely because we have to use Confucianism that we can only compromise and give in. But Emperor Taizu is a man of character. If we give in here, he will naturally make up for it elsewhere."
"Emperor Taizu made amends?" Concubine Lu Jing smiled and said, "I am stupid and I never knew."
The Taoist took a sip of tea, his eyes dim, "Emperor Taizu killed civil officials like dogs, do you really think it was just to eradicate corruption?"
Concubine Lu was horrified. "Are you saying that Emperor Taizu is seeking revenge?"
"It's not just revenge, it's for the world to see." Emperor Jiajing said: "Confucianism is greedy and corrupt, and the old ones are corrupt and the new ones are corrupt."
"I heard that Emperor Taizu once ordered people to peel off the skin and stuff it with straw..."
"But such cruel measures cannot stop those civil officials from continuing to be corrupt." Emperor Jiajing raised his eyebrows slightly, "Today's debate made me feel refreshed and happy."
Concubine Lu Jing looked at the emperor with complicated eyes, knowing that beneath his seemingly calm appearance, there were still countless resentments.
The reform failed that year and was suppressed by Yang Tinghe and others.
After lying dormant in the Western Garden for many years, Concubine Lu Jing thought that Emperor Jiajing's ambitions had all dissipated, but she didn't expect...
"The Mohist School has taken this first step, and Yan Song and others in the court can breathe a sigh of relief."
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"How bold!"
Yan Song was not concerned about anything today, but was thinking over and over again about what Jiang Qingzhi had said.
"Dad, what Jiang Qingzhi said is almost impeccable." Yan Shifan said: "Especially the prosperous times. No one has ever analyzed the reasons for the prosperity from such a place. It is not the credit of Confucianism, but a matter of following the trend.
Did Confucianism have any merits? Yes, it stabilized and governed the country in the early days. But that was only a maintenance achievement.
The prosperity came from the early days of the dynasty when the tillers owned the land... and from that fierce army. How true it is! "
"Oh!" Yan Song said with a smile, "My son has always thought highly of himself. How come today he is full of praise for Jiang Qingzhi?"
"I have never questioned Confucianism and Confucianism. No, Dad, I have never thought about questioning all of this. But Jiang Qingzhi's words made me think a lot."
Yan Shifan said in a low voice, "Is Confucianism... really the way to govern the world?"
"Shut up!" Yan Song shouted, "Don't say such things."
"I know." Yan Shifan sighed, "Jiang Qingzhi can say that because he is a great Mohist. And my father and I are both beneficiaries of Confucianism. If we say such things, we will be ungrateful."
"But father." Yan Shifan's eyes were filled with smiles. "After Jiang Qingzhi said this, there will be no room for him and the Confucian School to turn around. Those people will keep an eye on him and look for opportunities to attack him. And we will have less trouble here."
Yan Song said calmly: "You will even have many more friends."
Yan Shifan smiled and said, "Jiang Qingzhi once said, 'The enemy of my enemy is my friend.'"
"With Jiang Qingzhi at the forefront, we can govern with ease. Dad, in fact, the Confucian school is illusory, and the real art of governing a country still needs to be figured out by ourselves... But what art of governing a country does the Mohist school have? Dad..."
Yan Shifan heard the snoring and turned around to see Yan Song leaning back in the chair with his mouth open, actually asleep.
There was no wind in the room, and the mottled hair fell on the temples, blending with the wrinkles on the face...
Yan Shifan took out a thin quilt and gently covered Yan Song with it.
He walked out of the duty room and saw someone waiting outside.
"Young Lord... Is the Prime Minister here?"
Yan Shifan said softly, "Let's talk about it tonight."
"Yes." The official left with the documents. Yan Shifan saw Zhao Wenhua coming hurriedly and pointed outside.
After the two of them walked away, Yan Shifan asked, "What's the matter?"
Zhao Wenhua said: "Someone impeached Wang Yiqi for plotting something illegal."
"Reasons!" Yan Shifan said lightly, with disdain in his eyes.
"The Ministry of War has lost important documents related to the plan against Altan Khan's tribe."
"What does the lost document have to do with Wang Yiqi?"
"There is only one copy of the document, and it is with Wang Yiqi."
Yan Shifan frowned, then sighed: "Wang Yiqi is a great general of the Mohist school. This...hit the mark!"
(End of this chapter)
