On the other side, the reception pavilion where Lao Si and Lao Liu greeted Lao Wu last time was crowded with famous Confucian scholars from Nanjing City. These people stretched their necks and looked at the official road to the south with longing eyes.
After noon, the black carriage they were looking forward to finally appeared on the official road where cars were passing by.
"Here it comes, here it comes!" After seeing the car coming clearly, all the scholars hurriedly rushed out of the reception pavilion and went to the official road to greet it.
"Xu..."
When the carriage stopped in front of them, all the senior scholars clasped their fists and saluted: "Welcome Taishi of the Song Dynasty."
The car door opened, and a tall, thin old man with white hair and wrinkles appeared in front of everyone. It was Song Lian and Song Qianxi, the leader of the literary world, the leader of the scholarly community, and the prince's mentor.
"Why are you all here?" Song Lian saw that many old guys in their seventies and eighties were out. This was obviously not to show respect, but because another big event had happened.
"Alas, Song Taishi didn't know something, and something big happened." His fellow countryman Dai Liang sighed: "The emperor expelled Mencius from the Confucius Temple again, and he is no longer allowed to be worshiped."
How else to put it, are literati terrible? Dai Liang did not talk about the antecedents, but directly talked about the results. This immediately highlighted the image of Boss Zhu as a coward and a tyrant.
"In order to protect Yasheng, today a censor named Chen Wenhui was beaten to death on the spot. Li Shilu, the minister of Dali Temple, threw his wat in anger and wanted to resign, but he angered the emperor and was beaten to death on the steps."
"What?" Song Lian was shocked. The last time he got the news, the situation was not so serious. How could it be like this in a blink of an eye?
Then Dai Liang and others continued with tears in their eyes: "But the other officials were not frightened. They knelt together outside Fengtian Gate and swore that if the emperor's order was not withdrawn for one day, they would keep kneeling!"
"Wu Zhuangyuan also brought the Confucian scholars from the capital to kneel and cry outside the Meridian Gate to support the officials in the palace." Another great scholar, Su Boheng, continued: "We have had people pass the news on. I believe that in the near future, all the Confucian scholars in the capital will be
They will all respond to us."
"If the emperor is still stubborn, we will mobilize all the scholars in the world to oppose him!" The third scholar, Hu Han, was older than Song Lian and the most angry.
"Yes, we have discussed it. We will go all out this time. If we don't succeed, we will be benevolent!" The other famous Confucian scholars also said with emotion: "No matter how much sacrifice we make, we will not hesitate!"
"Of course, Song Taishi has to take charge of the overall situation. We all listen to you..." There are also smooth people who don't forget to give Song Lian a high hat.
"Hey, how did it get to this point?" Song Lian sighed and said to Dai Liang, "Time waits for no one, let's talk on the way."
"That's fine." The three great scholars got on Song Lian's carriage. Song Shen, his eldest grandson who was accompanying him in the carriage, quickly got off and gave way to his seat.
Other famous Confucian scholars also got on the carriage and followed Song Lian's carriage back to the capital.
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Song Lian's carriage was very spacious, and the four old men were not crowded at all inside.
The three Dai Liangs are all from Zhejiang, and their status in the literary world is also very high.
In fact, those who came to greet Song Lian today were all famous Confucian scholars who were famous in the world. It is not an exaggeration to say that they accounted for half of the literary world of the Ming Dynasty...
This was also thanks to Boss Zhu's previous "thirsty search for talents." After the incident of someone committing suicide to avoid conquest, Zhu Yuanzhang ended up personally.
While he was writing an article angrily denounced this behavior of not eating a toast but being fined with wine, he ordered the yamen all over the world to list all the "seniors" of the Yuan Dynasty in all provinces and prefectures. Anyone who refused to come to Beijing would be kept away from him.
mind……
In desperation, Dai Liang, Su Boheng and other famous scholars had no choice but to go to Beijing obediently. No one dared to leave without the emperor's order.
As a result, Nanjing quickly became the center of Confucianism in the Ming Dynasty. Most of the world's greatest Confucians gathered here, so the energy it unleashed was the greatest.
There were no other people in the carriage, and the four old men spoke more straightforwardly.
"What does the emperor want to do?" Song Lian did not come to Beijing for the Holy Birthday Festival last year, and his eldest son was sent to Uzang as envoy. At that time, he simply thought that it was because the case of Guozixue involved his father and son, and he was being punished.
The emperor's punishment.
Now it seems that it is not that simple...
"What else can you do? It's not like you don't know. The emperor has always disliked our holy religion. In the emperor's opinion, we are the worst of the three religions, even inferior to the monks." Dai Liang said angrily: "Over the years, the emperor has been trying every means
In order to weaken us, this time the old man took advantage of the emperor's evil and set up some counting houses, and the petty officials entered the Guozi University, hoping to teach a group of grammarians to replace the Confucian scholars."
"Yes." Hu Han nodded and said, "Despite his young age, the King of Chu is a loyal believer in Legalism. He has made up his mind to summon the ghosts of the grammarians."
"What does Bowen say? Do you care about him?" Song Lian asked in a deep voice.
"Uncle Chengyi closed the door to thank guests and saw no one." Hu Han said in a dull voice, "I have made up my mind not to be concerned with worldly affairs."
"If the teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy, but he can keep his composure." Song Lian knew in his heart that the King of Chu was so deviant and had a different method, and Liu Bowen was afraid that he would be involved.
"Forget it, he's old and sick, let him go." But at this time, he couldn't be more ambitious, so he sighed and said, "Let's get back to business."
"Well, the most terrifying thing right now is that the emperor has been completely bewitched by King Chu. Otherwise, he would not dare to take action against Confucius and Mencius if he borrowed the courage of the old man."
"Sigh. If we really want him to succeed, it will be an ugly scene where the ancient scriptures are abandoned and not revised, the sacred knowledge is dark and unclear, the Confucian scholars are silent in empty rooms, and the civil servants are noisy in the court." Su Boheng said with a face full of pain:
"Could it be that our holy religion has been oppressed by lamas for nearly a hundred years, and now we want to let the Legalists take over?"
"You must never give up!" Dai Liang shouted anxiously: "It has been so difficult for more than ten years, why don't we still try our best to support it? No matter how unhappy the emperor is, we can still keep the Holy Religion intact. As long as we persist until the crown prince is in power,
Everything will be fine!”
"That's the truth." Song Lian nodded and said, "I told you when I took office, I have been operating in a miserable state for the past few years, and things will get better if I stick to it. I still make this judgment now."
"Can we still hold on?" Hu Han asked in a low voice. His words were also the common sentiment of the great scholars in the capital. Otherwise, they would not have traveled so far to pick up Song Lian.
"How can it be impossible to hold on? The holy religion has gone through many hardships, but it has survived for thousands of years. Where is this?" Song Lian first cheered the three of them up, and then asked: "What is the attitude of the Crown Prince?"
"Of course the prince is thinking of us. Not only has he saved Chen Wenhui's family, he has also been helping to persuade the emperor." Dai Liang was slightly relieved and said: "Well, fortunately the prince is my disciple of Confucius and Mencius, otherwise
There is no hope for this day."
"Yes, seeing that the Crown Prince is on our side, at least there is still hope." The other two people also nodded in agreement and praised: "It's all thanks to Tai Shigong's teachings. We can benefit a lot from today."
"Haha..." Song Lian smiled reservedly and said, "The prince is pure in nature, kind and eager to learn. He is a born benevolent king. I don't dare to take credit."
As he spoke, he said in a deep voice: "As soon as I enter the capital, I will go see him immediately. Let's hear what the prince has to say first, and then we can make a decision."
"Okay." The three of them nodded and said, "The only one who can resolve the current situation is the prince."
"We will cooperate in whatever way he needs us to cooperate."
