The Confucian scholars from Jiangxi prostrated themselves one after another, and Zhu Yuanzhang was so happy that he could hardly contain it... The battle at Hukou and the burning of the warships were certainly refreshing, but after all, it was just a temporary victory or defeat on the battlefield. Although it was very important, it was just that.
That's all.
But now is the moment to lay down the overall situation and redefine the principles and rules!
The history of the superiority of scholars, farmers, businessmen, and scholars will come to an end. Looking at the world, there will no longer be a group of superior people who dare to claim to share the world with the emperor.
Tens of millions of people, hundreds of thousands of troops, and important civil and military ministers have all fundamentally become the same people.
Everything today will be recorded in history and become an important page.
In the future, if you want to formulate any ancestral precepts from the Ming Dynasty, what you say in front of you will be the core spirit of the ancestral precepts.
No matter how high it is, it is never too high.
And such an important thing cannot be without sacrifices.
Qian Tang was lucky, he became the only one.
And he is the one who is destined to be remembered by others, just like his teacher Huang Shu, the master and the apprentice finally made their names in history in a similar way. It can be regarded as luck!
Qian Tang also had a thought, should he kneel down and become a minister of King Wu?
no!
There is no hope at all.
If he becomes the first person, he is destined to suffer the consequences.
If he is not unlucky, others will not be relieved either... Yu Gaomen, his good friends who had come here after him, stood up and stabbed him.
Qian Tang didn't blame him. After all, among this group of people, there were countless people who were holding back their bad intentions and wanted to kill themselves secretly!
If Neo-Confucianism is to die, it cannot die silently; it must be buried with someone.
Just like when the Song Dynasty collapsed and Prime Minister Wen was captured in Dadu, many scholars hoped that Prime Minister Wen would die quickly and become a burial object of the Song Dynasty.
At the same time, he also preserved the dignity of the scholars and paved the way for loyalty to the new emperor.
Can I compare with Prime Minister Wen?
What are you thinking!
Stop dreaming!
His reputation lasted for eternity, so it would be good if he did not remain infamy for eternity. Qian Tang turned around with difficulty and wanted to leave, heading towards the rest of his life that was destined to be dark and humiliating.
Qian Tang almost moved forward, and the rest of the people's eyes fell on him. Some even gritted their teeth, thinking about how to make this ungrateful thing die miserably, so that King Wu and Prime Minister Zhang could both die.
Be happy...
"Wait a minute."
Zhang Ximeng suddenly stepped forward and stopped Qian Tang.
When he came over, Qian Tang was startled. Could it be that he didn't want to let him go and still wanted to kill him?
Then let's do it, maybe it would be more satisfying to be stabbed... Qian Tang looked like he was ready to kill him. Unexpectedly, Zhang Ximeng took out a book from his sleeve and handed it to him.
"Take it!"
Qian Tang was shocked, "Xiang Zhang, this?"
"This is what I wrote recently. When you return to the countryside in the future, you should read more and understand the truth. This matter will be good for you and your descendants.
They are all useful. Teach them well and let them become pillars of the future."
Qian Tang was completely stupid. What was even more stupid was that the book written by Jie Wen'an, Zhang Xiang and others was given to Qian Tang!
This, giving this thing to him is simply a waste.
Moreover, this book is almost like a talisman. With this book in hand, who dares to attack Qian Tang?
What does Zhang Xiang mean? Do you hate Qian Tang, or do you want to protect Qian Tang?
Why did I fall into the hole all of a sudden? My head was so dizzy that I couldn't figure it out at all.
These people don’t understand, but there are many high-ranking people present, such as Zhu Sheng!
The old man saw it and almost screamed!
Zhang Ximeng, you have reached the pinnacle of excellence!
At this stage of Qian Tang, the longer he lives, the more painful and torture he will be. Killing him will be easier for him.
From the perspective of punishment, it doesn't matter whether he is killed or not.
But Zhang Ximeng was even more powerful. Not only did he not kill him, he also gave him a book and asked him to continue studying and teach his children and grandchildren, and also said words of encouragement.
Qian Tang is equivalent to getting a gold medal to avoid death. The people below can no longer do anything to him, and Qian Tang also has a reason to live.
The longer a typical example like him lives, the greater the damage it will do to people in Neo-Confucianism, and it will be continuous.
They prefer Qian Tang to die generously. After all, it is a matter of knowledge. If someone is willing to fight to the death and save his life, there is always some value. Even if he resurrects in the future, it is not impossible.
But if Zhang Ximeng did this, a few years later, Qian Tang would really realize the truth and abandon Neo-Confucianism completely. In that case, Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism would really become a joke!
A similar effect is almost the same as when the last king of the country became an ordinary person. The educational effect is directly doubled!
Swinging a knife to kill someone can only give you temporary pleasure.
Only by killing one's heart with means can one live a happy life.
Zhu Sheng is now more and more optimistic about Zhang Ximeng. This young man's level has improved so quickly. It won't be long before he even knows what he is thinking.
The future life is terrible!
Zhang Ximeng ordered to go down and ask the Arch Guard Department to send two people to escort Qian Tang home.
This is a genuine escort, with no other meaning whatsoever.
"Xianggong Zhang, a gentleman from ancient times, is nothing more than this!"
Qian Tang made a great ceremony and then left.
A lonely back figure, extremely lonely and desolate, and the people who came with Qian Tang also had mixed emotions, far from being happy.
Finally, this matter has come to a conclusion, and it is logical to put Confucius, Mencius and other scholars together for sacrifice.
The important civil and military ministers accompanied Zhu Yuanzhang as they entered Bailudong Academy. Zhang Ximeng and Lao Zhu were only half a stature apart. Lao Zhu suddenly whispered: "Sir, you have taught us another lesson. Do you think we should give it to you?"
Tao An, what do you want?"
Tao An!
The Su Confucian who was driven back home because of salary issues.
"My lord, I heard some time ago that Tao An died of illness. It is said that before he died, he kept calling for superiors and cried bitterly, until he went blind from crying."
Lao Zhu was stunned, he was actually dead!
"Don't talk about him anymore."
Lao Zhu shook his head and said: "Sir, since we want to rebuild the academy, shouldn't it be called Bailudong Academy?"
This is a very real problem. This place is called Bailu Cave, and the academy is called Bailu Cave. There seems to be nothing wrong with it. After all, no one thought at first that this small academy could become the best in the world.
But things are different now. With the support of Zhu Yuanzhang and the chairmanship of Zhang Ximeng, there is no doubt that this will be one of the top universities in the world in the future.
It’s really inappropriate to still call it Bailudong Academy.
"My lord is wise, I really need to rename it, so please give me a name!"
Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned and asked him to give him a name?
It seems to be a bit difficult. He named his son Zhu Biao, and his wife said to him more than once that the name was not nice.
Now it's the school's turn, isn't this making a fool of yourself?
"Sir, how do you think we should name it?" Lao Zhu You kicked the ball back to Zhang Ximeng.
Zhang Ximeng was not easily fooled, and immediately said: "My lord, there are only a few ways to name the school. One is like Bailudong Academy and official schools in various places. It is named after the location. It is simple and easy to understand. Then
Some names are based on functions, such as martial arts, Taixue, etc. Others are named based on the philosophy and goals of running a school. In short, I hope the lord will weigh it carefully as to how to determine it."
Good guy, correct nonsense again.
The ball has returned to Lao Zhu's feet. It would be a bit embarrassing to ask others at this time.
If it wasn’t just to come up with a name, what could be so difficult about it?
Lao Zhu thought about it for a long time, calling it Xingzi County School, Jiangzhou School... neither of them seemed to work. Should Poyang Lake School teach fishing?
If we offer sacrifices to the scholars, then we call it the Hundred Schools School?
It seems inappropriate. What this school teaches is certainly not the knowledge of hundreds of schools of thought. In fact, Zhang Ximeng’s ideas are based on the knowledge of hundreds of schools of thought.
Select the beneficial things, add Zhu Jiajun's ideas, re-integrate them, and create a new knowledge.
It’s no longer enough to call it a school of hundreds of schools. All schools of thought must be united into one!
So what should it be called?
Zhu Yuanzhang was thinking about it when he suddenly remembered something, "Mr. Zhang, you said that this school will recruit children from ordinary families in the future? Is this true?"
Zhang Ximeng said: "That's true. I mean that this school should be open to the whole country and recruit talents from all over the world. Regardless of their origin, as long as they have real talent and practical knowledge, they can enter the school."
Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and said, "Isn't it true that Zhu Xi also boasted about recruiting talents from all over the world and teaching them?"
Zhang Ximeng chuckled, "Although the words are the same, the results are completely different. We have a complete official education system that can ensure a sufficient number of civilian children to enter. For example, in the school in front of us, there will be elementary schools and elementary schools below.
As long as the children of the country are five years old, they can enter elementary school. They start with literacy, and then learn simple word calculations, write articles, and understand the world... In fact, the reason why ordinary people have no chance to stand out in their lives is because they simply don't see it.
If you don't see where the road is, you will have no choice but to suffer from poverty. This education also enriches and saves the people!"
When Lao Zhu heard this, he finally took a deep breath and said, "It's just as Mr. said... equalize the land to help the people... on top of equalizing the land, we need to add a school!"
Lao Zhu suddenly thought of something, "Relieve the people, help the people... Sir, let's call this school Jimin School!"
Zhang Ximeng was startled, but he could only nod his head in agreement, "My lord is brilliant, Jimin School is indeed excellent!"
Everyone else also praised in unison, it was indeed good!
The news quickly spread outside, and the people who came with it were also shocked.
Not only the word "Jimin", but also Zhang Ximeng's other words are even more attractive... He wants to set up an elementary school and a primary school under the school to let the surrounding children enter.
That is to say, all the children in the family of those who have meritorious service in acquiring the surrounding land can enter the school.
Although the Jimin Elementary School below is not the same as Jimin School, the teachers of Jimin School cannot let the level of Jimin Elementary School be too poor, and the children of these teachers may also enter it to study... So no matter what
, even if schools are established all over the country, there will be huge differences due to location, economy, personnel, tradition...
There is no doubt that this land will become one of the top places in the world.
"I, I want to find a matchmaker. Who is willing to find me a wife? I can't wait. Our Zhang family will flourish here and flourish!"
Zhang Ziming shouted excitedly, and everyone else stared with envy.
Only the fortune teller smiled and said nothing, "I have already made an engagement, but you are still too slow."
At this time, someone coughed. It turned out to be the monk. He had already started to grow his hair and took out an invitation from the conversation.
"Ahem...remember to come over for a wedding drink!"
Zhang Ziming stupidly took the red and gold invitation and looked at the monk in front of him in disbelief with a look of horror.
You are so fast!
The monk chuckled and said, "There is nothing I can do. The poor monk is old, so the old bird can only fly first."
