Chapter 490 Zhu Deserves to Die
For the literati of this era, family comes first.
Family, country and the world, cultivate yourself and manage your family, govern the country and bring peace to the world.
The phrase "ruling the country and pacifying the world" is full of the pride and excitement of pointing out the mountains and rivers and inspiring words. But what is a country?
When Tang Shunzhi brought Shen Lian into the study, Jiang Qingzhi thought of this question.
For Shen Lian, what is a country?
In his eyes, the country is just about one obsession: to bring down Yan Song and his son.
What happens after he’s brought down from his horse?
In history, Yan Song and his son fell, and Xu Jie, who was popular among the people, came to power, but did the Ming Dynasty become better?
not at all.
The treacherous party stepped down, and the court was filled with righteous people... In fact, since the Zhengde period, there has been a kind of argument among the literati that has been passed down from the Song Dynasty.
"The Yan party stepped down, and the people of justice filled the court."
Shen Lian looked at Jiang Qingzhi with sharp eyes, "Only when the Yan Party steps down can justice be realized."
Jiang Qingzhi remained silent.
"Does Lord Chang Wei still believe that the Yan Party is indispensable?" Shen Lian's personality is somewhat extreme and aggressive.
Jiang Qingzhi glanced at him and asked, "What do you think is the country? Confucianism? Or something else?"
Shen Lian was stunned, and Jiang Qingzhi said, "It's not that I can't refute it."
I have no interest in arguing with you about this issue... Jiang Qingzhi took out the medicinal cigarette.
Xu Wei and others got up and left.
Before leaving, Xia Yan glanced at Shen Lian and shook his head slightly, thinking that it was probably his misfortune in this life for this man to be against Jiang Qingzhi.
Ever since Jiang Qingzhi came to Beijing, Shen Lian felt that there was just another parasite in the capital. But later, Jiang Qingzhi repeatedly slapped him in the face with his actions.
As a stubborn person, although Shen Lian's opinion of Jiang Qingzhi has changed a lot, the impression he first formed of him as a parasite is still deeply rooted.
He also has a view that any powerful person who uses connections to gain power is doing it improperly.
In other words, officials who did not enter office through the imperial examination are all fools.
This idea was so deeply rooted that he could not completely change his impression and attitude towards Jiang Qingzhi.
Shen Lian was slightly angry, "The country that Lord Changwei is talking about is nothing more than the Ming Dynasty."
"Whose Ming Dynasty? Who can represent the Ming Dynasty?" Jiang Qingzhi asked casually. Seeing Shen Lian lost in thought, he said to Tang Shunzhi, "Mr. Jingchuan is in a good mood."
Tang Shunzhi knew that Jiang Qingzhi was teasing him for being able to accompany Shen Lian, a stubborn person, for so long. He smiled and said, "I don't believe in miracles in my life, but after hearing about the miracle of the Mohist school last night, I couldn't help but want to ask you."
Old Tang, aren't you forcing me to lie?
Jiang Qingzhi didn't want to fool Tang Shunzhi, so he said, "Many times, when people see something they can't explain, they call it a god or a miracle. In fact, gods are not that boring."
"Yes, if the Buddha knew that after his death, countless people would pray for his blessings every day, he would probably be very annoyed!"
Tang Shunzhi was a carefree person. Seeing Jiang Qingzhi's vague answer, he threw the question aside. "Someone told me today that from today, no, from last night, Confucianism and Mohism are mortal enemies. They will fight to the death. Qingzhi, are you ready?"
"We were just rivals before." Jiang Qingzhi said with a smile, "After last night, we became mortal enemies and are fighting to the death. Are those people so unconfident?"
"They are used to suppressing their opponents, and if they fail to suppress them, they will destroy them." Tang Shunzhi sighed, "I asked them, why can't we fight openly? Let's compete in the court and in learning. Let's see who is better."
"I guess those people will think you're crazy." Jiang Qingzhi knew the nature of those people. "The government and the people are all their people. In their eyes, Confucianism has such a huge advantage. Why should we compete?"
"They don't like competition." Tang Shunzhi's eyes were filled with sarcasm. "You probably don't know, they are a little scared."
"Oh! I'd like to hear more about it." Jiang Qingzhi touched Duoduo.
"You have fought with them many times before. They mostly used tactics and words to attack you and the Mohist School. But your response was action."
For this master of psychology, there is nothing more satisfying than using action to defeat an opponent.
"A hero who talks big will eventually be exposed. People may be deceived at first, but over time, they will see that Confucianism is just talking, while Mohism is doing.
Confucianism talks a lot of nonsense, but it does not benefit their lives or the Ming Dynasty at all. However, Mohism, who works hard, continuously produces things that benefit the country and the people... What do you think people in the world will think?"
Tang Shunzhi's voice was not loud, but it awakened Shen Lian who was deep in thought. He glanced at Tang Shunzhi, wondering when Tang Shunzhi learned to be roundabout, and his words gave Jiang Qingzhi a countermeasure.
——Stay calm. Facing the threat from Confucianism, you just need to fight back with actions.
Jiang Qingzhi nodded, "Mr. Jingchuan's words are exactly what I want."
Shen Lian said: "Chang Wei Bo once said that Confucianism is good at talking, while Mohism is good at doing. But I heard that they are reviewing recently and preparing to do something."
"Mohism welcomes all competitors. But I hope this kind of competition is healthy and positive," said Jiang Qingzhi.
Tang Shunzhi stood up and said, "Then I feel relieved. I will go around and find some good marksmen to learn from."
"Mr. Jingchuan, do you want to master both civil and military affairs?" Jiang Qingzhi said with a smile.
Tang Shunzhi said: "I learned spearmanship before, but now I feel that I have reached the limit. If I want to make further progress, I must find another way. The best way is to fight with an opponent who is stronger than me."
As he said this, he looked at Shen Lian meaningfully.
——Whether it is the School of Mind or Confucianism, one should not just sit in the well and look at the world, and stand still.
Shen Lian and he left the Earl's house, and suddenly laughed, "Earl Changwei said something about family, country and the world before. This was a satire on the Confucian idea of using the country as a pretext to gain benefits for one's family."
"Isn't it?" Tang Shunzhi said calmly, "At the beginning you said Xu Jie wanted to recommend me to return to the government, but I flatly refused. Why?"
He walked away. Shen Lian stood there for a long time and said, "You and Chang Wei Bo both don't think highly of human nature. You both believe that human nature is selfish. But I think human nature is good, and we should find our good self... Yan's father and son should be executed!" Stubborn people will regard a goal as the whole meaning of life, like Shen Lian.
Jiang Qingzhi’s biggest goal at the moment is to start the construction of the Mohist base outside the city.
On the third day, dozens of people came to the capital under the scorching sun.
The guards from the Bo Mansion met them outside the city.
"Guo Xing has met Uncle."
Jiang Qingzhi came to the outside of the city after hearing the news. The foreman quickly saluted and then pointed to the dozens of craftsmen behind him and said, "These are the craftsmen I recruited from Zunhua and other places. They were all very happy to hear that they were working for the Mohist School."
When everyone arrived at the construction site, Jiang Qingzhi pointed to the empty space and said, "Let's build the wall first."
"Wood, bricks, stones, etc.... Especially wood, freshly cut down wood is not suitable." Guo Xing looked at Jiang Qingzhi, "I do have a way."
"No need." Jiang Qingzhi decided to adopt the method of contracting for the labor but not the materials.
Two men rode over and dismounted at the outskirts. They turned out to be grassland people.
"Greetings, Master." The leading man said with a smile, "The wood over there is ready, we are just waiting for Master's order to start shipping."
"Then let's get going!" Jiang Qingzhi said.
"Yes."
The man left, and Guo Xing was stunned, "Is this the merchant from Altan's side?"
Xu Wei said calmly, "My uncle prepared the wood a year ago."
Guo Xing felt a little regretful. Just as he was about to bargain with Jiang Qingzhi again, he heard the craftsmen he brought with him suddenly get angry.
"What are you doing?" Guo Xing shouted.
An old craftsman said, "Boss Guo, they said that a god came down here a few days ago, and anyone who works here will be blessed by the god!"
Is this a scam?
Guo Xing thought.
"Master!" A guard came over, "Someone in the palace is looking for Master."
Jiang Qingzhi said to Guo Xing: "The wall is of utmost importance. We must build it as soon as possible."
The Mohists needed a sense of mystery, and walls were a powerful tool for creating that sense of mystery.
Guo Xing said, "My Lord, I don't have enough manpower here! How about I recruit some people in the capital?"
"No need." Jiang Qingzhi said.
Xu Wei pointed to the houses not far away and said, "They are all there."
Guo Xing looked up and saw a few tables outside a tavern. Several men who looked like clerks were sitting there, and hundreds of people were queuing up, waiting for something.
When he walked over, he saw a clerk asking, "Name, place of origin, any hidden illness... Anyone who lies will not be accepted."
"My name is Wang Er, and my hometown is the capital. I have a hidden disease... I just eat a lot."
The clerk recorded everything, "Can you do the hard work?"
Wang Er nodded vigorously: "I don't have anything else, just a lot of strength."
The clerk took a look at him and saw that he was quite strong, so he pointed to the stone lock beside him and said, "Try it."
Wang Er lifted the stone lock easily, and the clerk said, "Count you in, and assemble at the back."
"Thank you." Wang and the other two couldn't help but feel happy.
Today the tavern was booked by the Bo's family. Baskets of white steamed buns were carried out, as well as buckets of broth with vegetables, and a large bowl of pickles.
"The steamed buns are enough to fill you up, but don't eat too much, otherwise you won't have the energy to work, and then you'll be asked to quit, which won't be worth it." The manager shouted loudly.
Wang Er looked at those big white steamed buns and thought how nice it would be if he could take them home.
He sniffed, and when it was his turn, he took five big buns. After hesitating for a moment, the steward said, "Master said you can eat as much as you want, so you must eat as much as you want. Just eat, and if you finish it, it will be my fault."
Everyone laughed when they heard it.
Wang Er went to get the meat soup, and surprisingly each person got a piece of fat meat that was three fingers thick.
"There is meat?" he couldn't help but exclaim.
The servant who served the meal said, "Master said that physical work must be done with oil or it will drain one's energy."
"Uncle, please be merciful!" Wang Er praised sincerely.
The merciful Lord was with Wang Ze of Yanqi at the moment, "Did that man speak?"
"Yes." Wang Ze said, "Since the death of the former crown prince, my Yan cavalry has tortured him forty-two times. After each torture, we treated him and tortured him again after he recovered. It was not until today that he spoke."
"What did you say?" Jiang Qingzhi asked.
Wang Ze said, "That person said that not only the prince, but all the members of the Zhu family should die!"
(End of this chapter)
