As soon as this news came out, the Xinxue disciples who were temporarily staying in Quzhou Prefecture were all cheered up and immediately came to see Mr. Yangming!
Zhang Taiyue arranged military matters and came quickly.
As the master of Xinxue, Mr. Yangming took off the Holy Power and made Xinxue a prominent school in the world, ushering in a prosperous period of Xinxue.
Although the Holy Power has fallen, no one dares to ignore his existence, especially after Zhu Zi returns. I am afraid that only Mr. Yangming can compete with him!
In a temporarily constructed academy.
Wang Yun is in charge.
Yang Fan and Nie Bao served on the left and right respectively.
Nie Bao said with a face full of reluctance: "Master, is it true that there is no chance to concentrate on learning the Holy Power again?"
Wang Yun smiled faintly: "The holy power has been dispersed, and the study of mind has become a thing of the past. Naturally, it is impossible to condense it again."
"well."
Nie Bao sighed.
Even though he had already received the answer from his master once, when he heard it again, he still felt uneasy after all!
The period of prosperity of Xin Xue was too short, and before it could even occupy the position of the most prominent school in the world and completely expel Neo-Confucianism, it had already fallen from the holy power. How could he be willing to accept this?
Wang Yun, however, showed an extremely open-minded attitude: "Little Leopard, you are so obsessed with your appearance! Do you still remember the Four Secrets of Learning from the Heart?"
"of course I remember."
Nie Bao recited it like a primary school student, "There is no good or disgusting body, and there are good and evil actions. Knowing good and evil is conscience, and doing good and eliminating evil is observing things."
Wang Yun said softly: "The purpose of the study of the mind is to lead to conscience! Only by having selfless desires in the heart can we see the principles of heaven! Holy power is not my power alone, but the power of all living beings! Everyone can become a saint, and this is the true holy power!
I was wrong at the time too! I didn’t know this until the Holy Power was dispersed!"
"However, everyone can become a saint, but it is impossible to achieve it!"
Yang Fan on the side couldn't help but said aloud.
Wang Yun turned to look at him: "So what? If you can't do it, why don't you just do it?"
"..."
Yang Fan couldn't help but choked.
Wang Yun's eyes turned around the two disciples, and then he said slowly: "Don't let your hearts be occupied by selfishness and material desires! As the saying goes, if you can't do something, you should seek others for yourself. Your hearts are confused.
The principles in my heart are no longer pure."
"Yes, Master!"
Yang Fan and Nie Bao looked at each other and responded quickly.
Wang Yun nodded: "Little Leopard, go and call everyone outside! I just have some time, so I can also check everyone's homework!"
"Yes, Master."
When Nie Bao heard this, he retreated.
Only Wang Yun and Yang Fan were left in the yard.
Wang Yun turned his head and looked at Yang Fan, only to feel that there was a natural feeling in him, as if he was a self-contained entity with countless mysteries inherent in him.
For a moment, even he couldn't see clearly what state the other party was in.
"Master?"
Being scrutinized by Wang Yun like this, Yang Fan felt a little anxious.
Seemingly sensing Yang Fan's uneasiness, Wang Yun couldn't help shaking his head and laughing: "If I didn't know your details, I would have thought you were facing a certain sage!"
"The first saints among all the disciples?"
Yang Fan looked surprised.
Wang Yun said: "That's right! It seems that your understanding of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism has gone a step further. Perhaps, you really have a chance to follow the path of the ancient sages!"
Yang Fan couldn't help but ask: "Master, what is the way of the saints?"
"Schools from all walks of life wrote books one after another and recruited disciples! A situation where hundreds of schools of thought contended and stars were shining brightly! It was the most prosperous period of literature in ancient times! At that time, people's wisdom was enlightened, and everyone was like a dragon! The long river of literature was
Hanging above the ceiling, the light of wisdom covers the sky like clouds..."
There was a hint of yearning in Wang Yun's eyes.
Everyone can become a saint.
This is also what he hopes for!
However, he knew that he could not follow this path. Even though he had thoroughly studied other schools of thought, including Buddhist and Taoist classics, his roots were still in Confucianism!
Moreover, Tao and Buddha have been separated from the long river of literature and Tao, and they do not have a foundation that can carry the power of the three schools.
After all, when he was a saint, if he wanted to get involved, he would be disturbed by those sitting at the source of the long river, let alone now?
Unless he has the power to overturn the entire river!
"My heart is still not strong enough to break out of the rut!"
Wang Yun sighed in his heart.
Shaking his head and throwing all the distracting thoughts behind him, he looked at the disciple he had accepted by chance and said: "You have a great destiny, but you must remember that a narrow mind is the root of disaster, and an open mind is the root of blessing.
Door."
"Students are taught."
Yang Fan quickly responded.
At this time, Nie Bao had already attracted the Xin Xue disciples to come in.
A group of people came to pay homage to Mr. Yang Ming.
Wang Yun nodded, naturally seeing their worries and fears. After all, these people would inevitably be affected by the fall of the Holy Power of Heart Learning.
There are many people with implicit resentment among them.
However, Wang Yun didn't care and received these people gently.
Yang Fan saw Zhang Taiyue outside the door from a distance. He did not enter the hospital, but waited outside. Yang Fan's heart moved and he walked out.
"Uncle, why don't you go in?"
"I've met my great uncle."
Zhang Taiyue bowed slightly and then replied, "There are some matters for which I need to see Mr. Yangming alone."
"I see."
Yang Fan nodded.
Just when he wanted to talk, Liu Rushi and others came over one after another, so he had no choice but to go over and lead them into the courtyard.
As soon as he came in, he found that Wang Yun had already started lecturing.
The gentle voice is like a gurgling stream and a continuous spring rain, slowly flowing through people's hearts. A group of Xinxue disciples sat cross-legged on the ground and listened carefully.
Yang Fan gestured to silence, and asked Liu Rushi and others to sit behind and listen.
Unknowingly, the apricot forest next to it changed. It had luxuriant branches and leaves, and a huge canopy hung over the small courtyard. It only took a moment for the apricots to bloom and bear fruit.
The air is filled with the faint aroma of apricots.
The sound of the holy way filled the whole courtyard.
At this moment, Yang Fan felt that his mind and thoughts were more comfortable than ever before. The confusion and troubles that had once plagued him seemed to be easily solved at this time.
Wang Yun finished his lecture and everyone was still awake.
He took the initiative to walk out of the small courtyard.
As soon as he came out, Zhang Taiyue stepped forward: "Greetings to Mr. Yangming!"
While talking, he took out a volume of imperial edict.
"This is what His Majesty ordered me to forward to Sir."
Wang Yun nodded, took it, and glanced at the words on the imperial edict: "I will accept this matter. As long as I am here, Zhu Zi will not have the opportunity to get involved in the imperial power! However, I will not participate in other matters.
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"It's enough for you to take action against Zhu Zi! As for other matters, students don't dare to trouble Mr. Yangming!"
Zhang Taiyue couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
Because he knew that with Mr. Yangming taking action, the situation in King Ning's rebellion was settled.