Chapter 581: Confucianism should die, Mohism should thrive
Talented people are mostly arrogant.
They will unconsciously reveal their sense of superiority, or even look down on others.
As the saying goes, a tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind... Zhang Juzheng is an example.
Xu Jie also had a sense of superiority back then, and he looked down upon the world, but after being dealt a heavy blow in the political world, he quickly learned his lesson. From then on, he was as gentle as jade.
But Zhang Juzheng was different. Even when he was ostracized in the Hanlin Academy, he still refused to bow his head.
He would rather not be an official and go home to eat rice than bow his head.
In history, this guy went home for a few years and slowly settled down. But now he was kept in the capital by Jiang Qingzhi, still in the Hanlin Academy.
Just after Jiang Qingzhi announced that the result would be known in ten days, someone in the Hanlin Academy forced Zhang Juzheng to abdicate and told him to pack up and leave.
——If it weren’t for Jiang Qingzhi’s support, you, Zhang Juzheng, would have long been reduced to a rat crossing the street, hated by everyone in the Hanlin Academy.
Zhang Juzheng fought against many enemies alone and was not at a disadvantage.
However, verbal disputes were ultimately useless. Zhang Juzheng knew that once Jiang Qingzhi was defeated, his best outcome would be to resign and return home.
But I was afraid that I would not be able to resign... Some people said that Zhang Juzheng should be kept as a chicken to scare the monkeys, and should be hung in the Hanlin Academy to serve as a warning to those who come after him.
Who said this?
Zhang Juzheng discovered that the scholar who made the statement had a respect for Xu Jie that was almost worshipful.
Xu Jie?
Zhang Juzheng took leave from that day on.
He was not afraid of anything, but he didn't want to distract Jiang Qingzhi at this time.
He went outside the city to teach those children every day, and he and Wang Tingxiang had some common language. When the two arrogant people mentioned Jiang Qing, Wang Tingxiang said that the current Ming Dynasty was full of hidden worries, and only by inspiring innovation could it be reborn.
Lao Wang felt that only Jiang Qingzhi and the Mohist School could take responsibility for this matter.
Zhang Juzheng felt that the Ming Dynasty would surely perish without reform. He originally wanted to start with the financial issues, but after being taught by Jiang Qingzhi, Zhang Juzheng felt that he was wrong.
According to Zhang Juzheng's original idea, even if the financial resources were raised, how long could it last?
The Ming Dynasty was sick. On the surface, it was short of money and food, but the root cause was that there was something wrong with the entire environment.
This question is called... Confucianism!
If Confucianism is not pulled down from the altar, the Ming Dynasty will never have any hope of prosperity!
This was Zhang Juzheng's judgment. After hearing this, Wang Tingxiang sighed and said, "If you say this out loud, be careful that someone will kill you."
Zhang Juzheng was very excited, as he had been looking forward to this day.
He needs to give Xu Jie a reply.
Don't you want to treat me as that chicken?
In the dead silence, Zhang Juzheng walked out, walked up to Xu Jie and saluted.
"Mr. Xu Ge."
Xu Jie's eyes froze. All his plans came to nothing after seeing Lan Zhen faint.
He knew that he would have to continue to endure and lie dormant... But how old was he? How many decades did he have left in his life?
At this moment, Zhang Juzheng, the young man he had once favored, came over.
salute.
"Some people have always said that I am a traitor to Confucianism and a traitor to the Xu family. I have never refuted it, not because I can't, but because I don't want to."
Xu Jie looked at this proud young man and thought of himself back then, who was also so high-spirited and it was impossible for him to compromise.
But reality will teach you to be a human being!
"Some people say that Confucianism is popular and omnipotent, and that Confucianism is the only hope for the Ming Dynasty. I also thought so. But later I accidentally came into contact with Mohism.
That time, Chang Wei Bo’s words in the Hanlin Academy left everyone speechless. That time in the academy, Chang Wei Bo faced the great Confucian scholars in the capital and refuted them one by one... That time, I realized that it was not that I was stupid, but that Confucianism was the only choice before. "
"In the Hanlin Academy, everyone is talking about what the Ming Dynasty should do. But no one sees the root cause of the Ming Dynasty's problems."
Zhang Juzheng pointed at the formation below and said, "Faced with foreign enemies, what did the Confucians do? They shouted and blamed each other. They scolded the military for being incompetent... Apart from that, what did they do? They were helpless!"
"And what did the Mohists do?" Zhang Juzheng's eyes were getting more and more angry. "Chang Wei Bo, as a scholar, led his army to fight outside the border and defeated Altan's army several times. Where were the Confucianists at that time? They were talking to prostitutes in brothels, venting all their passion on women. This is Confucianism!"
"While Altan was sharpening his sword, the capital was still enjoying peace and prosperity. What was the Mohist school doing?"
Zhang Juzheng said: "They are silent. They keep their heads down and build a weapon that can change the situation of the war for the Ming Dynasty. What are the Confucians doing? They are sneering and mocking. If I don't do anything, I won't allow others to do anything. So can I think that..."
Zhang Juzheng looked at the crowd and said, "Confucianism cannot make the Ming Dynasty prosperous, so it hopes that the Ming Dynasty will perish. Whoever dares to help it will be the mortal enemy of Confucianism!"
"Zhang Juzheng, how dare you!" an official shouted.
Zhang Juzheng sneered, "Then may I ask, what is the crime of the Mohists? What did the Mohists do to make the Confucians hate them?"
"Is it true that Confucianism and Mohism are incompatible? No."
Emperor Jiajing looked at the young man and thought of how he himself was passionate when he first ascended the throne.
“It’s great to be young.”
"It's not that Confucianism and Mohism are incompatible, but the more outstanding the Mohists are, the more incompetent the Confucians are! Look at what this is?" Zhang Juzheng pointed at the armors. He walked over, picked up a piece of armor, pointed at the holes on it and said, "What is this? This is a supreme weapon that can frighten the enemy."
"It was the Mohists and Chang Wei Bo who created such a powerful weapon. And what am I seeing now?" Zhang Juzheng pointed at these people. "It is anger, jealousy, and hatred... What makes you hate the Mohists and Chang Wei Bo so much?"
Zhang Juzheng said angrily, "It is their excellence that makes you look so incompetent! Instead of helping and forbearing for the sake of the country, you suppress the Mohists everywhere, trip them up everywhere, and hold them back... I, Zhang, have no face to keep such Confucians."
Zhang Juzheng saluted towards Xu Jie and said, "Lord Xu has been wanting to give a reply. How is this reply?"
Xu Jie was silent for a moment and looked at Jiang Qingzhi.
Jiang Qingzhi did not expect Zhang Juzheng to be so fierce and launch an indiscriminate attack.
The key point is that what he said was meaningful, and he completely revealed the small and dirty thoughts beneath the Confucian robe.
Jiang Qingzhi said: "If Lord Xu is dissatisfied, just come to me."
He took on this grudge.
Xu Jie looked at Jiang Qingzhi deeply.
At this time, Zhu Xizhong came out and saluted the Taoist priest, "Your Majesty, with such a powerful weapon, our Ming soldiers will be even more powerful. I congratulate your majesty!" Zhu Xizhong raised his voice, "I not only congratulate your majesty for having such a powerful weapon to protect the Ming Dynasty, but also congratulate your majesty for having such a young talent as Chang Wei Bo."
Emperor Jiajing knew the power of flintlock rifles, but he had never seen the power of such volley guns. At this moment, a picture emerged in his mind!
——The Ming soldiers, holding flintlock rifles, marched forward in neat formations.
Countless enemy troops swarmed in.
The muskets fired!
Amid the smoke, countless soldiers were cheering "Long live the army".
This Ming Dynasty!
Emperor Jiajing felt the long-lost blood boiling again. He clenched his fists, his face flushed, and then he regained his composure.
Emperor Jiajing nodded slightly, "Qingzhi... very good!"
The Taoist priest almost never praised anyone in public, so a word like "very good" immediately made the stage full of jealousy.
It's time to settle the accounts.
Jiang Qingzhi picked up a piece of armor and said, "I want to ask, is this considered beneficial to the country and the people?"
A civil servant asked, "Is it amazing?"
The people around him immediately distanced themselves from him.
If you hang out with stupid people for too long, you'll become stupid too.
Xu Wei felt that this was the case with him. Sun Chonglou was holding his shoulders, with half of his body resting on him. The key point was that this guy was still jumping and cheering...
"Let go!" Xu Wei finally broke free from Sun Chonglou's clutches. He rolled his eyes and said, "Whether it's amazing or not... isn't it the Confucianists who have the final say? If they say it's a prosperous age, then it's a prosperous age. If they say the emperor is stupid, then he must be stupid..."
Damn it!
Who is this?
Everyone was furious and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a giant man standing there, looking at them with a puzzled expression.
Although it is a consensus among Confucianists that emperors are nothing, there are many things that can only be done but not said!
Isn’t that Sun Chonglou?
Jiang Qingzhi's loyal servant, known as Asura.
Sun Chonglou was filled with rage and shouted, "The Confucians should die, and the Mohists should thrive!"
Damn it!
This time it was Jiang Qingzhi's turn to hit someone.
With a bang, the platform was in complete chaos.
Just as everyone was getting angry, Jiang Qingzhi lifted up the armor and showed the two holes to everyone.
"Do you know what this means?"
Jiang Qingzhi held a cigarette in his mouth, "The best thing about the Altan tribe is to send brave soldiers wearing heavy armor to charge into battle. After opening a gap, the whole army will rush in and defeat the enemy in one fell swoop. My Nine Frontiers have been defeated many times by this kind of tactics. And with this musket, when those so-called brave soldiers rush up..."
Jiang Qingzhi threw the armor on the ground, "The so-called brave soldiers have become a laughing stock."
"Jiang Qingzhi, you have evil intentions!"
Someone shouted.
"Ambition?" Jiang Qingzhi waved his hand, "Old Wang, come here."
Wang Tingxiang was also invited to watch the martial arts performance today, and came over when he heard the noise.
Jiang Qingzhi pointed at him and asked, "Do you know what Wang Tingxiang is teaching those children outside the city?"
"It's Confucianism. Wang Tingxiang was very excited. "I thought it was to teach literacy, but Chang Wei Bo said it was to teach Confucianism. I couldn't believe it, so I asked Chang Wei Bo why. Chang Wei Bo said that things in the world are never black or white. Is Confucianism good? Yes, it is used to cultivate people's hearts and educate people's hearts. It is a hundred times better than Mohism."
This!
Everyone looked at Jiang Qingzhi in disbelief. They didn't believe that he would belittle Mohism, and they even less believed that he would exalt Confucianism so much.
"Chang Wei Bo said that if we want the Ming Dynasty to be strong, we must be inclusive and seek common ground while reserving differences!"
"Seek common ground while reserving differences!" Yan Song's eyes lit up and he sighed, "We've lost!"
When Yan Song saw that the musket could penetrate armor, he was still calm, but after hearing the words "seek common ground while reserving differences", he couldn't help but sigh, "This young man! Let me..."
He thought of himself who was full of passion and devoted to the country many years ago. But many years later, he became the embodiment of treachery and a powerful official who was hated by everyone...
"I used to..." Yan Song's eyes gleamed with a gleam.
"father!"
Yan Shifan's voice pulled him back from his passion. Yan Song looked at Jiang Qingzhi with complicated eyes and shook his head slightly, "It's too late!"
"This pattern, this mind..." Zhu Xizhong shouted: "What do you think? I told you that Qingzhi would definitely slap some people in the face today."
"Let Confucianism be Confucianism, let Ming Dynasty be Ming Dynasty. Let Mohism be Mohism... When everyone in the world does their own thing well, then this Ming Dynasty will prosper."
Wang Tingxiang said loudly: "It is such a Changwei Bo that can make this old man sincerely convinced. Otherwise, no matter how high your position and power are, you will never make this old man bow down to you!"
This famous stubborn old man in the capital actually saluted Jiang Qingzhi.
"I want to join the Mohist school, please accept me as your master."
Jiang Qingzhi nodded.
Then, he looked at the crowd.
ask:
"Who has any objection?"
No one spoke.
Qiu Luan sat there blankly. At this moment, he wished he could go back to the first time he met Jiang Qing. He swore that he would give the young man the kindest smile of his life and show his most friendly side.
He raised his head and saw the young nobleman, who was smoking a cigarette and looking at those people with contempt.
Say:
"This is just the beginning!"
(End of this chapter)
