After coming down from the court, the edict that shocked people's hearts just now, as well as the news about Zhang Julu sweeping the world and rebelling, still makes it difficult for Lu Zhi to recover.
He returned to his residence, picked up his pen and polished it, but he couldn't write for a long time. He was so upset.
Snap!
Throwing down the pen and paper in his hand, looking at the ink splashing and dotted with ink marks, Lu looked sullen and couldn't help scolding out of thin air:
"Zhang Julu, Zhang Julu, you!"
"You have gone astray, you!"
While his heart and lungs were heaving, Lu Zhi sighed. Then he seemed to remember something, took off his court clothes, changed his clothes, and hurried away to the Imperial College.
This time when Zhang Julu was on the rise in Taiping Road, Huangfu Zhen assumed the position of commander and ordered the three armies to attack Guangzong directly in order to quell the unrest on Taiping Road. Lu Zhi could not avoid it and also led all the troops.
The emperor knew that he had a good relationship with Zhang Julu nearly ten years ago, so he could barely use him this time regardless of the past grudges.
But Zheng Xiu, who was Zhang Julu’s literary teacher, ignored him for the moment because he hadn’t thought of it yet.
If the situation is really urgent, even if the teacher from ten years ago is reminded of the emperor, he may not be able to avoid being punished!
Therefore, you have to inform them in advance so that they can prepare in advance.
Otherwise, even if he is the first person in Confucian classics in the world, and even has some signs of establishing a Confucian lineage and shaping the reputation of his family, with his stubborn temperament, he may not be able to withstand the wrath of the emperor!
When he arrived at the threshold of Imperial College, Lu Zhi looked complicated and paused.
He glanced at the forty-six towering literary monuments, and then looked at the steps where the young man had stood ten years ago. In a daze, Lu Zhi seemed to have traveled through time.
At this moment, the energetic voice of inquiry echoed in his ears:
"How many percent of the people in the world do you think this group of scholars who ride in good cars and study literature can account for?"
Recalling scenes from the past, Lu Zhi's original reprimand and anger towards Zhang Julu turned into questioning his own soul at some point.
"I want all the people in the world to have enough food and clothing."
"Why are you going here?"
"Cure and remove disease."
After leaving Tai'an and arriving in Youzhou, the young man who aspired to the world has not changed. Now ten years have passed, and the young man who was once was baptized by wind and frost, and is now nearly thirty years old.
The only thing that remains unchanged seems to be that childhood thought?
He had his own foundation, called Taiping Road, and seemed to have found his ideal destination.
But it happened that it was the rebellion of the Great Yan Imperial Court!
He raised his arms and called for the world to follow, and millions of believers followed him even to the death. The sky is dead and Huang Tianli is standing. Yan Zuo has declined and peace has flourished.
What a treasonous and unethical banner this is, yet it makes people’s blood surge!
In Lu Zhi's eyes, it made him feel sad and regretful.
Walking into Taixue, I arrived in front of a wooden house where Zheng Xiu lived.
In the past, when Zheng Xiu sensed his approach, he would push the door open and come to greet him.
But today, the grey-robed scribe who used to talk and laugh no longer came out.
After waiting for a while, only one student, who seemed to be a disciple of Taixue, pushed open the wooden house and happened to see Lu Zhi stopping outside the door. He couldn't help but said in surprise:
"But in front of Mr. Lu?"
"Teacher Zheng Xiu has been away from Beijing for a long time. His old man asked his disciples to wait here, saying that Duke Lu would come to look for him soon."
"By the way, here is a letter written by Master Zheng to Mr. Lu!"
The student who was holding a book and was about to go to Taixue to attend a lecture stepped out of the threshold halfway, took it back again, took out a lacquered envelope from the slightly dim wooden house, and handed it to the waiting person.
Lu Zhi is here.
Then, after bowing respectfully, he left in a hurry.
Lu Zhi was left stunned. He looked at the envelope in his hand for a moment, and then realized that his worries about Zheng Xiu were just unfounded worries.
He didn't even say hello, but he had already left Tai'an.
In addition, his family is in Jingxiang, which is even more remote. Now that he has left Tai'an, he can be regarded as worry-free.
Come to think of it, it's not too bad.
"That's all, go ahead and go."
"It's not a bad thing to leave this place of right and wrong."
Lu Zhi looked complicated.
How could he not know that Tai'an, the current capital of Great Yan, has long become a dragon's pond and a tiger's den?
But eating the emperor's salary is a matter of loyalty to the emperor.
I have served the Great Yan for half my life, served the emperor and reached the rank of Jiuqing. How could I betray my trust and abandon the great Yan for four hundred years without caring about it?
As for Zhang Julu of Taiping Road,
Lu Zhi looked struggling. After a long time, he shook his head and opened the envelope in his hand.
Ordinary letters contain familiar handwriting:
[Brother Lu, seeing words is like meeting.]
[First of all, I am leaving this letter to express my apology. I thought that if I asked you to resign, you would stop me? So I might as well leave first, so as not to have you to dissuade me. 】
[The above is just a joke. In fact, I have been thinking about leaving this time for a long time. 】
[Zhang Julu is my disciple. I personally taught him what his temperament is and what he does. In the past ten years, I have paid more attention to him than you have paid to him.]
[You are so high up in a temple that your eyes are blinded by what you can see. Even if you are idle at home and see the misery all over the world, what you are thinking about in your heart is that you hope that this great flame can emerge as a hero again, clean up the mountains and rivers, and restore the grandeur of the past?
】
[In the past, I concentrated on studying knowledge and didn’t pay much attention to it, which is what you think. 】
[But after I accepted Zhang Julu as my disciple, over the past ten years, I have asked myself, and I have never forgotten the few words that boy once mentioned to me.]
[Just a few sentences, but they are like spring thunder, making me unforgettable every time I dream about it at midnight, and even make Wen Xin moved. 】
[Establish a mind for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for all people, carry on the unique knowledge for the past saints, and create peace for all generations? Is there really anyone in the world who can reach this level? If he can reach this level, wouldn't he be an ancient saint, a disciple of hundreds of schools of thought?】
【I don’t know if this is the case for my disciple Zhang Julu.】
【But, I think I should do something, for the sake of this world, and for the unbearable thought that still exists in my heart.】
[I don’t know when I will return. I hope you will take good care of me.]
【Zheng Xiu, stay.】
There were only a few hundred words in the letter, but it made Lu Zhi unable to recover for a long time. After a long while, he sighed softly:
"Zheng Xiu, Zheng Xiu, if you want to go, how can I stop you?"
"It's just that I, Lu Zhi, have to go to this scene, and I have to go!"
"A man is born between heaven and earth, why is he in such a dilemma?!"
After a long time, he finally gave up and left.
But in his expression, it was hard to conceal his loneliness.
Runan, Yuan family!
As the most prosperous noble family in Yuzhou, its prestige in Dayan can be said to be prosperous.
The fourth generation was prominent, and the three princes emerged one after another among the four generations.
How many outstanding disciples are proud to be apprenticed to the Yuan family?
This is enough to show the great reputation of the Yuan family.
But today, the famous Yuan family welcomed a guest.
While discussing with this guest, Yuan Heng, the head of the Yuan family, had a dark face.
He couldn't help but feel horrified when he looked at the gray-clothed scribes sitting opposite each other who had a strong aura of Confucianism and Taoism, almost a family of their own, and whose faint literary thoughts turned into a vast and immeasurable sun.
How could this old guy who had wasted half his life in Tai'an make such rapid progress in just a few short years?!
If he hadn't known that this person was Zheng Xiu, Yuan Heng might have thought that he was one of the scholars who created an eternal cultural tradition and was born according to the destiny of heaven!
Of course, he didn't know why Zheng Xiu could make another breakthrough and become the true No. 1 cultivator of cultural background in the world.
But Zheng Xiu knew that he relied on some fate from his apprentice.
Perhaps it is not entirely right to focus on the vast scriptures.
Only the unity of knowledge and action can achieve true results.
Knocking on the desk in front of him, the gray-clothed scribe said calmly:
"I don't know, Mr. Yuan, but he wants to use his power to wipe out the people of Taiping Dao in Yuzhou?"
Looking at Yuan Heng in front of him, who was about to answer, the scribe emphasized his tone again before he could speak:
"I know that Mr. Yuan has a distinguished family, but Mr. Yuan, you should think about it carefully."
"After all, the four generations and the three princes spread all over the world. Wouldn't it be too sad if the huge courtyards of the Four Generations and Three Dukes were reduced to the status of a handful of people?"
Zheng Xiu's words seemed unintentional, but the moment he tapped his fingertips on the desk, Yuan Heng's figure suddenly swayed, and then he looked confused, and it took him a moment to regain consciousness.
But after he came to his senses, Yuan Heng felt a chill all over his body.
He is also a second-level scholar with a literary heart!
But, at that moment, was he affected by this gray-clothed scribe?
How can this be?!
Thinking of this, Yuan Heng was shocked and jealous. He immediately slapped the case and said angrily:
"Zheng Xiu, what do you mean?!"
"Could it be that you also want to help the Taiping rebels and go against my will during the Great Heat?!"
