Although Yu Qian was a laurel crown among the officials of the Ming Dynasty, he was still limited by Zhu Xi's Neo-Confucianism, and his thoughts were restricted.
I don’t dare to think about such things as using ministers to dethrone and establish a monarch.
"The environment here is too bad and affects my thoughts. Let's move to another place."
Ji Boying's desk case.
"Change a place?"
Before Yu Qian could realize the meaning of this sentence, his pupils suddenly shrank.
Because, he found that the surrounding environment had completely changed, like a dream, but it was real.
The air that pours into your nose is no longer so smelly and smelly, but has the quiet fragrance of sandalwood, which makes people feel relaxed and calm.
Yu Qian took a closer look and saw that the layout of the surrounding area looked very much like the Imperial Academy's school, but it was different from the school in his impression.
His eyes fell on the vertical banners hanging down on the left and right, and he was attracted by the four words on them.
"There is no good or evil body, there are good and evil actions."
"Knowing good and knowing evil is conscience, doing good and eliminating evil is observing things."
Read it slowly.
Finally, my eyes focused on the four characters in front: Unity of knowledge and action.
At this moment, Yu Qian was stunned, and thunder roared in his mind.
His mind was as turbulent as an ocean.
Deep in my heart, it seems that there is a door that has been sealed for a long time and is slowly opening.
The lock that Zhu Xi's Neo-Confucianism placed on the door of his heart was broken at this moment.
Yu Qian was originally an anomaly among Ming ministers.
In the Ming Dynasty, he can be regarded as the only one who recognizes the country but not the king.
This is true for supporting Zhu Qiyu, welcoming Zhu Qizhen back, and sitting back and watching the coup. What he cares about is never the throne of Zhu Qizhen or Zhu Qiyu. All he cares about is the interests of the country.
Because only by supporting Zhu Qiyu can Shuntian be defended, because only by welcoming Zhu Qiyu back can the farce of the Tumubao Incident be completely ended and the national prestige of the Ming Dynasty restored. Only by sitting back and watching the seizure of the throne can the Ming Dynasty safely carry out the transfer of imperial power.
This is what he thinks and does. To a certain extent, this is the unity of knowledge and action.
This is why, when Yu Qian saw the "Four Sentences of Yangming" which condensed Wang Yangming's lifelong insights, he suddenly had an epiphany.
Because they are essentially the same type of people.
Take a deep breath.
Yu Qian bowed in front of the four words "unity of knowledge and action".
This is a gift for students.
Ji Boying on the side looked at this scene and couldn't help but sigh, Wang Yangming is really awesome, a saint is a saint, he can win followers with just a few words.
"Can you tell me who the great sage is who wrote these four words?"
Yu Qian asked, but his eyes were always on the four words "unity of knowledge and action".
"His name is Wang Yangming, and the school he created is the Xinxue. He is the last sage since Confucius, Mencius, and Zhuzi."
"Wang Yangming..."
Yu Qian frowned, he had never heard of this name.
"You don't know that he is normal. He was born nearly a hundred years later than you."
"If you have time in the future, Shaobao, you can come with me to visit Mr. Yangming."
Hearing this, Yu Qian's expression changed again. He subconsciously looked at Ji Boying and blurted out.
"May I ask your Excellency, what year is it here?"
Ji Boying looked at Yu Qian, who finally realized the magic and smiled.
"The Thirteenth Year of Hongwu."
As soon as he said this, Yu Qian's heart roared.
"Okay, now you can tell your answer."
The reason why Ji Boying brought Yu Qian out of the prison of Tianshun Time and Space was to let him see the Four Yangming Religions, to break away from the shackles of Zhu Xi's Neo-Confucianism, and to speak out all his thoughts.
Yu Qian took a deep breath.
He felt a little confused, but he also understood one thing. The person in front of him was most likely the legendary immortal.
Otherwise, how can we travel through time and space and walk on history.
"Tingyi, obey your order."
From the change in attitude at this moment, we can see Yu Qian's recognition of Ji Boying.
Tingyi is Yu Qian’s nickname.
"However, Tingyi needs to think about it and cannot reply to the immortal immediately."
"Hmm."
Ji Boying didn't say anything.
Even if Yu Qian's heart is open, he still needs to think carefully about the subject of a minister discussing a king, and Ji Boying doesn't want to get a casual answer.
"Tomorrow, at the end of the day, you and I will discuss it."
"There are many rooms in this building, you can choose one to spend the night."
The words just fell.
Lianxiang walked up from the side.
"Sir, please come with me."
Yu Qian did not move, but looked at Ji Boying.
"Chang Xian, I want to look around."
Yu Qian was born in the 31st year of Hongwu, which was at the end of the founding of the People's Republic of China. The myriad phenomena of the first dynasty were an irresistible temptation for any knowledgeable person.
"You can do as you please."
Ji Boying didn't stop him.
The public security in the Hongwu Dynasty was definitely the best in history. In addition, this is Yingtian Capital, so there is no need to worry about Yu Qian getting lost or being hacked.
"Thank you, Immortal."
"Sir, please follow me and change your clothes here."
Lianxiang salutes again.
"Hmm."
Yu Qian nodded. He couldn't just run around in prison uniform.
Ji Boying looked at Yu Qian leaving, turned around and went to the elegant room on the top of the pavilion.
Night, quiet and peaceful.
The full moon sets on the top of the mountain, and the golden crow rises at dawn. The first ray of morning light shines through the heavy clouds and falls on this land of the Ming Dynasty.
In the morning light, when everything is in full swing, the refreshing wind enters the house through the eaves of the windows, refreshing your nose.
Ji Boying stood beside the bed. On the bed behind him, Lianxiangxiyu was half covered with a light silk quilt, her jade feet were half hidden, and the fragrant green silk fell on the delicate clavicle. She lay on her side facing the window with her graceful figure. Her pretty little
His face is still red.
‘Oh, I haven’t slept all night again.’
Being too strong is not a good thing sometimes, and it can last a whole night.
Ji Boying took a deep breath, a new day has arrived.
Today, we will usher in the second lesson of the first emperor training class of Ming Dynasty, which is also the first practical observation lesson.
Ji Boying did not wake up Sister Lianxiang Xiyu. They were wet all night. They lost a lot of water and should have slept a little longer.
Open the door slightly.
When Ji Boying came downstairs, the first thing he saw was Yu Qian sitting in the main hall.
This person is located in Shaobao. His eyes are dark, obviously he hasn't slept all night.
"Yu Shaobao, why don't you sleep?"
Ji Boying walked down the mahogany stairs.
Yu Qian went out after hearing the reputation, with a pair of panda eyes with a hint of resentment in his eyes, thinking that the sleeping conditions in this place were not as good as those in a prison.
After all, he can ignore the screams of torture in the cell next to the prison, but he cannot ignore the voices of Yingying. After all, he is a man.
Ji Boying also realized what was going on. The room Yu Qian stayed in was right below his private room, and Sister Lianxiang Xiyu actually had some singing skills, so he smiled helplessly.
It's just that the soundproofing of the floors these days is so poor.
"After thinking about it all night, I figured out that Yu Shaobao has already prepared the answer."
"That's it, let's get started."
"After we're done, I'd like to introduce you to some old friends."
‘Old friend?’
Yu Qian was stunned. He hadn't been born yet, so where could he have old friends?