In the meantime, Guozi University is about to start filming...
"Your Highness the King of Chu, our Confucianism is a close companion of the royal family. The Three Cardinal Guidelines and the Five Constant Rules will last forever! Without my Confucianism, your Zhu family would not be able to secure its position!"
"Don't repay kindness with vengeance and destroy the Great Wall! What you do will only make the Great Ming Dynasty disappear forever and the country will be destroyed again!" The officials were so angry that they almost spit on Lao Liu's face.
"The Master said: 'The one who first made the figurines has no descendants?' He must be talking about you, King of Chu!"
"Hey, why are you cursing people?!" Lao Liu finally caught the opportunity to get angry. Since the old thieves were not here, he was no longer polite to them. He raised his voice and said with full arrogance:
"Children...oh no, classmates, get rid of these idle people who are yelling at Piyong!"
"Yes!" After the college students stood up, they swarmed forward and surrounded the officials.
"What are you doing?" The officials were shouted at and surrounded tightly, and their expressions suddenly changed.
"Do you know the consequences of disrespecting an official of the imperial court?!" an official scolded and said with an expression of anger.
"You don't respect the Prince of Ming Dynasty, and you still want us to respect the imperial officials?!" The college students have gone to the countryside for training, and have quarreled with local tyrants, evil gentry, and rural ladies, and their words are not inferior to those of Yan Guan.
"That's right, this is Guozi University, our place of worship!"
"We are offering wine to you to get out, so you have to get out immediately!" The college students were slandering, and their hands were not idle. They pushed and pushed the group of young and middle-aged officials, who were mainly speaking officials, out of the way.
Piyong continued to push them all the way out of the mountain gate of Guozi University.
After such a long journey, the officials were pushed out backwards, naturally in a panic.
Many officials' black gauze hats fell to the ground and were trampled to pieces by countless pairs of feet. The front of their official robes was also torn open and half hung on their chests, revealing the midfielder underneath.
They looked at each other, couldn't help but feel sad and extremely angry, and fiercely spat towards the gate of Guozi University:
"This matter is not over yet!"
"Yes, it's not over yet. Go back and write a book to impeach the King of Chu! You can't miss a book!" The officials shouted loudly and encouraged each other:
"We must also tell the world about his crimes of deceiving his teachers and destroying his ancestors and destroying our holy religion, so that all Confucius and Mencius disciples in the world can fight against him together!"
"Well said, the whole Shilin must speak out together, and his conspiracy to destroy our Holy Religion must not be allowed to succeed!"
"That's right, Chu thieves and I are at odds with each other!"
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His Royal Highness the King of Chu stood on the North Pole Pavilion in Jilong Mountain, overlooking the officials who shouted indignantly outside the mountain gate for a while, and then dispersed in an angry manner...
"Fortunately, those senior officials from the ministry are not here, otherwise things would be very serious." Song Ne said helplessly on the side.
"Those old fritters, seeing that the situation was not good, had already greased their feet so they wouldn't be embarrassed here." Lao Liu said with a smile.
"Can you still laugh? They were caught off guard today. They will definitely file a lawsuit against you later." Teacher Luo said speechlessly.
"Hmm, my brothers have all experienced this. Is it finally my turn now?" Lao Liu heard this and asked happily: "Also, Teacher Luo, are you caring about me?"
"No." Luo Guanzhong immediately denied it: "I am worried that Guozi University will also become the target of public criticism. Shouldn't it be flooded with saliva from the world?"
"So I built the university on Jiming Mountain. The terrain here is high and cannot be flooded." Lao Liu still smiled and said to his two frowning men:
"I am satisfied that school can start smoothly today without being ruined. In fact, what I am most worried about is today. Today is just like a common people's wedding. It must go smoothly without any setbacks."
As he spoke, he raised his thick eyebrows and narrowed his round eyes into a straight line:
"After today, the couple will live their lives behind closed doors. Any conflicts, fights, etc. will be nothing. Soldiers will block it, and water will cover it."
Lao Liu gave the two of them another reassurance and said: "Don't worry, I have broad shoulders and a broad back, which is perfect for keeping out the wind and rain. I won't let them affect the Guozi University."
As he spoke, he smiled at the two of them and said, "Just close the door, teach with peace of mind, and just ignore what is going on outside the window."
"Yes, Your Highness." Song Ne was slightly moved, thinking that although His Highness the King of Chu has a bad temper, he is really good at it when something happens. It is very reassuring to follow such a leader.
"I didn't expect that His Highness would also take responsibility." Luo Guanzhong said.
"I just think you are praising me." Lao Liu chuckled and said, "We still have a long way to go."
"Yes, it will definitely not be easy to fight against the scholars in the world." Song Ne nodded and said with deep feeling: "It doesn't matter that you are old because of your humble position. It's just that in the future, Your Highness will have to fight against the scholars in the world.
Accompanied by verbal and written criticism.”
"Old Song, let me ask you," Zhu Zhen glanced at Song Ne and asked, "Why are you the best scholar in the world?"
"Because scholars are all disciples of Confucius and Mencius, they have to eliminate demons and defend the Tao." Song Ne said with a wry smile: "Your Highness is the big demon king who wants to destroy the Holy Religion in their eyes."
"Hey, Old Song, I have a question for you. Who said that only disciples of Confucius and Mencius are scholars?" Zhu Zhen asked quietly.
"This..." Song Ne was stunned and said, "Isn't it always like this? If you don't read the books of sages, what kind of scholar do you call yourself?"
"Are only Confucius and Mencius considered saints?" Lao Liu asked again: "If I only read Laozi, Zhuangzhou, Mozi and Han Fei, I can't be considered a scholar?"
"This..." Song Ne smiled bitterly and said, "That's why I started by studying the Four Books and Five Classics first, and then read what His Highness said."
"Then I don't want to learn it?" Lao Liu said arrogantly: "After I learned the Thousand-Character Classic of Hundred Family Surnames, and after knowing the characters, I directly read Lao Zhuang Mo Han. What happened?"
"There is no way to read it like this..." Song Ne was always serious.
"What your Highness means is that during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, when a hundred schools of thought were contending." Teacher Luo still understood Lao Liu and continued: "Is it true that only Confucian scholars are considered scholars, and students from the other ninety-nine schools cannot be considered scholars?"
"This..." Song Ne understood now, and then fell into a downtime. After a while, he answered: "It counts before Dong Zhongshu deposes Baijia, and not after that."
"Then let the Ming Dynasty return to the state before the hundreds of schools of thought were deposed!" Lao Liu said solemnly: "Let the Ming Dynasty resume the contention of a hundred schools of thought. This is the mission of Guozi University!"
As he spoke, he ordered Luo Guanzhong in a deep voice: "Let's set up a memorial arch tomorrow and engrave these four words on it for me!"
"Yeah." Luo Guanzhong nodded and couldn't help but praise: "If we can really restore the contention of a hundred schools of thought, then the factions of scholars will be complicated. Those who study well are considered scholars! No matter which school they study."
After a pause, he smiled at Lao Liu and said, "Besides those from Confucianism, scholars from the other ninety-nine schools of thought will regard His Highness as a god."
"Right." Lao Liu said with a happy smile: "In that way, all the scholars in the world will not oppose this king together."
As he spoke, he smiled coldly and said: "In twenty years at most, I want those Confucian scholars to taste what it feels like for my family to be marginalized!"
