Thank God that he was not born in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, but was reborn in the late Eastern Han Dynasty when the current situation was turbulent but the culture was relatively enlightened...
In fact, if we follow the development of Confucian scholarship, it can be roughly divided into four stages.
Since the Han Dynasty, although Dong Zhongshu deposed hundreds of schools of thought and only respected Confucianism, at this stage, Confucianism was in a stage of exploration and improvement. Confucianism formed a faction, but it has not yet reached the peak of academics. Confucianists are improving the principles of Confucianism
Various classics, various thoughts, and various annotations have emerged in endlessly in this era. What you say makes sense, and everyone will agree. This has nothing to do with birth and fame. It has some scenes of a hundred schools of thought contending in the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods... This is Confucianism
A hundred schools of thought contend.
After five years of chaos in China, there was a confrontation between the north and the south.
With the rise of metaphysics, Buddhism gradually flourished.
Confucian culture has added many different contents.
Aristocratic families studied both Confucianism and Confucianism, Buddhism and Confucianism... After hundreds of years, the unique system of the Confucian school was finally formed, and then through the prosperous Tang Dynasty, Confucianism was carried forward. If we say that the Confucian scholars in the Han Dynasty were in a state of anxiety
Exploring and innovating, Confucianism in the prosperous Tang Dynasty had a bird's-eye view of the world and attracted all nations to come to court. The Confucian scholars at that time viewed the world with a sense of pride and arrogance.
After the prosperous Tang Dynasty, there were two Song Dynasties.
The mentality of Confucian scholars in the Song Dynasty was different from that of the Confucian scholars in the prosperous Tang and Han Dynasties.
They are hesitant and conflicted. On the one hand, they are extremely sophisticated in culture, but on the other hand, they are suppressed by foreigners in terms of national strength and military.
The intertwining of depression and pride gradually led to the prosperity of Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism.
After Yuan Dynasty, there was Ming Dynasty.
The Confucians of the Ming Dynasty were also a body of contradictions.
Extreme narrow-mindedness and extreme conceit give birth to the so-called Qingliu.
As for Qing Confucianism, it has become servile and lost the essence of the original Confucian culture.
If Cao Peng was born in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, his remarks would be despised or even ignored; if he was born in the Song Dynasty, he would be ridiculed. If he was born in the Ming Dynasty, he would be called disrespectful and a scum. Because he
His remarks touched the rights of scholar-bureaucrats to a certain extent. How dare a person who doesn’t even know a word dare to claim to be knowledgeable? Where does that leave those great Confucians who have read poetry and books?
Therefore, he must be lucky!
He was born in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, a time when the situation was turbulent but the academic atmosphere was very liberal.
Various ideas are converging and merging, so that no matter what Cao Peng says, as long as what he says makes sense, he will be valued and respected by the world.
At this time, Puyang Kai no longer asked Cao Peng with the attitude of taking a test.
He was even communicating with Cao Peng on an equal level using a tone of asking for advice...
Perhaps Cao Peng didn't know what a huge impact and changes his remarks would have on his future.
Cao Peng was enjoying the look of attention in Puyang Kai's eyes.
"A scholar must be prepared. What are you prepared for? I thought you were prepared to enjoy loneliness."
Puyang Kai was stunned for a moment and looked at Cao Peng in confusion, waiting for his explanation.
Cao Peng said: "A gentleman has something to do and something not to do. The so-called righteousness comes naturally. Zhongni lived a lonely life. Although he had three thousand disciples, he was not moved by wealth. It can be said that what he did throughout his life was
How many people can understand him? Just like what he said, among the three thousand disciples, Yan Hui may be the only one who can understand him. Besides, even Zeng Shen and Zigong, who can understand this?
However, he can still remain poor and stick to his beliefs and ideals.
So I think that the knowledge Zhongni did was for his family, country, and the world, and for all generations. If no one understands it, how can he not feel lonely?
Zhongni, after writing about the Spring and Autumn Period, once said: Those who know me are in the Spring and Autumn Period, and those who offend me are in the Spring and Autumn Period.
Five hundred years until five hundred years later, Taigong wrote historical records and included Zhongni in the family; Dong Zhongshu dismissed hundreds of schools and only respected Confucianism...
Sir, Zhongni has enjoyed five hundred years of loneliness and is recognized by others. People often say that if you have a close friend, you will die without regrets. If Zhongni has a spirit and knows that there will be people who understand him and respect him five hundred years later, will it count? A confidant? Can he be regarded as a friend? I think he will be happy even if he is in trouble."
Puyang Kai is so moved!
Deng Ji was also moved by it...
A close friend!
Pu Yangkai suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed, "If Zhongni knew better, he would definitely be even happier to have a confidant like you eight hundred years later."
There is an indescribable emotion in my heart.
Puyang Kai was always proud of being a Confucian. He studied Korean poetry and Zhou rites diligently, and considered himself a master of the Spring and Autumn Period.
Little did he know that he had to study the Spring and Autumn Annals for decades before he could truly understand them.
Those who know me are in the Spring and Autumn Period, and those who sin against me are in the Spring and Autumn Period!
What kind of loneliness is this... Kong Zhongni, even if you have three thousand disciples, who can really understand you?
At least, I didn't do it.
"This 'people don't know but are not surprised'..."
"enough!"
Pu Yangkai suddenly interrupted Cao Peng and stood up.
He bowed his hands towards Cao Peng, let out a long breath and said, "The Master said that when three people are walking together, there must be my teacher. To this day, I really understand."
"gentlemen……"
"Youxue, I'm a little tired and want to go back and have a rest. If there's anything else, let's talk about it tomorrow."
After saying that, Puyang Kai turned around and left.
Under the light, the clear back looked a little rickety.
Pu Yangkai seemed to have become much older all of a sudden, and his previously vigorous pace became a little staggering at this moment, as if he had lost his soul.
After studying for a lifetime, I found in the end that I didn’t understand Kong Zhongni at all.
If the person who said these words was Kong Rong, Zhong Yao, Zheng Xuan, or... even Deng Ji, Puyang Kai would feel better. However, these words came from a fourteen-year-old boy. If it does not count as a thorough reading, who would dare to call it a thorough reading of "Poetry" and "Lun"?
In fact, in the era of cultural explosion in later generations, when cats and dogs even dared to talk nonsense on TV, Cao Peng's words were not surprising.
Maybe, after he said this, he would be scolded and yelled at.
When he graduated from the police academy, Cao Peng bought a copy of "The Analects of Confucius" by Mr. Nan Huaijin at a bookstall. At first, it was just fun to read, but later he found that every time he read it, he would gain some insights. For this reason, he read the book "The Analects of Confucius". I read three volumes of The Analects, and I was deeply impressed by the content of the opposites. In the late Eastern Han Dynasty, books were not developed. Block printing had not yet appeared, let alone movable type printing...
Many people rely on rubbings to study.
For example, in the homes of scholar-bureaucrats, they would collect unique copies, mostly heavy scrolls of bamboo slips.
Many people may have read "Poems" but not "Lun". They have studied "Spring and Autumn" but don't know where to find "Shangshu".
Although there are people who specialize in annotating books, they are only circulated in a small area.
For example, everyone knows that Zheng Xuan, a great master of Confucian classics, annotated "Hanshu" and "Shangshu", but how many people can read it? The books are in the hands of monopolies, scholar-bureaucrats, and the extreme backwardness of information has caused many problems. , people can only read and study in a one-sided manner. For example, a reborn person like Cao Peng who has experienced the era of information explosion, his senses are definitely not understandable by people of this era.
When Cao Peng talked about "Lun", he could cite some of the contents of "Spring and Autumn" and "Shangshu".
But Puyang Kai does not have such conditions...
Rather than saying that he was defeated by Cao Peng's arguments, it would be better to say that he lost to a reborn person in the era of knowledge explosion...
Therefore, Cao Peng could not understand Puyang Kai's mood.
He was about to call out to Puyang Kai, but was stopped by a big pale hand.
"Brother-in-law? Oh, Deng Haixi."
"Bah, what kind of mistakes did you learn?"
Deng Ji's face felt a little hot and he said fiercely.
If he had previously valued Cao Peng's fantastic ideas and his grasp of the current situation, that was all.
In fact, Deng Ji did not value Cao Peng's knowledge.
How smart can a fourteen-year-old boy be?
Knowledge cannot be obtained by being clever. And just now, from what Cao Peng said, Deng Ji also felt a deep sense of frustration. Fortunately, Puyang Kai was sitting there! If Deng Ji was sitting just now
Then, I guess he is not much better than Puyang Kai at this moment.
Cao Peng changed his name to him, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
"Mr. Puyang said that etiquette is needed."
Deng Ji showed a bitter smile, rubbed Cao Peng's head, and said softly: "Afu, you don't need to listen to other people's words, just be yourself."
Why do people who can say these words care about other people's words?
In other words, Cao Peng's ability to say these words today means he has the capital to challenge those celebrities. This is strength! If you don't have the strength, it means you don't know etiquette and act recklessly; if you have the strength, it means you are pure and handsome.
Being romantic and self-admiring is the true nature...
Anyway, good or bad, it's all one mouth.
If you have real talent and learning, then it will be good no matter what; if you have no ability, you will be unlucky.
At least Deng Ji didn't dare to call himself "Deng Haixi" for a moment. It was okay if it came from other people's mouths, but when it came from Cao Peng's mouth, Deng Ji felt his face was hot!
"What's wrong with Mr. Puyang?"
"Uh...it's okay. Maybe I was scared by you. It will be fine tomorrow!"
It was not just Pu Yangkai who was frightened, Deng Ji was also a little bit shocked.
"Afu, it's night, go to bed early!"
"Okay, then I'm going to bed."
Cao Peng could tell that Deng Ji seemed to be not very interested, so he didn't ask any more questions.
After explaining to Xia Houlan, he went back to the house to rest. As for Deng Ji, he didn't want to read the official documents anymore. After entering the house, he turned off the lights and lay down.
Cao Peng was lying on the couch, with Wang Mai's almost roaring purring echoing in his ears.
He couldn't sleep, but it was not because of Wang Mai, but because of what he and Puyang Kai had just said. Vaguely, he seemed to have captured something, but for a while he couldn't quite understand what he had just said.
, what kind of magic power does it contain?
Cao Peng was not a fool. How could he not see the loss of Pu Yangkai and Deng Ji.
I was just confused at the time and couldn't think clearly.
But after calming down, he realized that Pu Yangkai and Deng Ji had obviously been hit by him.
Why was it hit?
Could it be that it was his remarks?
Cao Peng himself did not realize what impact his remarks would have on the Confucian scholars of this era. He has not had much of a sense of superiority as a time traveler. In fact, apart from his martial arts skills, he only has a deep understanding of this world.
The prophet of the times.
As the things he knew leaked out one by one, his advantages disappeared little by little.
Cao Peng knew this very well.
That's why he can't wait to push Deng Ji and Cao Ji onto the stage. When his advantage completely disappears in the future, he will at least have a barrier. In addition, he just practices martial arts diligently. When the advantage is gone, he This kind of martial arts can at least protect oneself.
But now, he seems to have found another way...
Write a book!
Cao Peng finally realized another advantage of his.
In an era of extreme information explosion, books have become extremely common. Maybe, I can put some effort into this aspect? After all, I read so many books in my previous life. Although I can’t remember too many, there are always useful things. For example, "The Analects of Confucius" 》! Isn’t it said in later generations that half of the Analects governs the world? From this, we can see the importance of this Analects... If, if I can create a school, maybe it will have a greater effect in the future. I start to recall the past life in my mind I have read the Analects of Confucius. Although I don’t remember it completely, I still have a general impression. It’s not to say that The Analects of Confucius is that good, at least there are strong personal traces in it. In this era of extreme promotion of individuality, having a strong personal imprint will definitely have good results.
The more Cao Peng thought about it, the more excited he became.
He sat up from the bed with a sigh, and his whole body became extremely excited.
However, it is not that easy to put it into practice. Not to mention whether Cao Peng could recall the entire content of "The Analects of Confucius", even if he could recall it, how should he express it? During the Eastern Han Dynasty, The Chinese language is completely different from the language of later generations. Especially in the era when the Jian'an literary style is about to rise, the character of the characters is particularly important...
Cao Peng is literate!
But it doesn't mean that he can combine those words to create a style.
That requires too high a level of literary accomplishment...Cao Peng is very aware of his level. He wants to write something that will convince others, and it also needs to have a strong personal touch, as well as the so-called Jian'an character...It is obviously impossible now. This is This is not to belittle oneself, but to understand oneself clearly.
Jian'an character?
What is that thing?
After experiencing a brief period of excitement, Cao Peng quickly calmed down.
The idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel... It seems that there is still a lot to learn and do. At least for now, he does not have the ability to write an article that can convince the world. Maybe , this idea needs to be postponed for a while.
What a shame, when he came out this time, he didn't bring out the "On" that Mr. Pound gave him.
If I had known this, I would have brought the book out. I am going to Haixi now, and I don’t know how long I will stay. I can also take this opportunity to study it carefully.
Alas, a mistake!
Just as Cao Peng was sitting in the room sighing, he suddenly heard a sharp shout coming from outside the room.
"who?"
Listening to the voice, it seems to be Zhou Cang.
He and Xia Houlan were on rotation, so Xia Houlan must have changed positions with him at this time.
Cao Peng hurriedly grabbed his clothes and rushed out of the house. Before he could rush out of the room, he heard a series of sounds of gold and iron coming from the courtyard of Gaoyang Pavilion. From time to time, they were accompanied by the neighing of war horses and a bustling crowd. , seemed particularly chaotic. Cao Peng was startled and immediately picked up the long knife.
"Afu, what happened?"
Wang Mai and Deng Fan were also awakened!
"Brother Hutou, fifth brother, there seems to be something moving outside. You should immediately protect my brother-in-law and Mr. Puyang."
"good!"
At this time, Wang Mai and Deng Fan definitely followed Cao Peng's lead. They jumped off the bed, picked up their weapons and walked out of the house.
Wang Mai rushed to protect Deng Ji, while Deng Fan was responsible for protecting Puyang Kai.
Cao Peng rushed out of the corridor and looked up.
Zhou Cangzheng was entangled with several strong men, and several guards on duty were also entangled and unable to escape for a while.
Four or five men were taking the horses out of the stables and running outside Gaoyang Pavilion.
Horse thief?
Such an idea immediately flashed through Cao Peng's mind.
The legendary horse thief!
I didn't expect that I would encounter such a thing.
Without saying a word, Cao Peng ran away with his knife and shouted: "Horse thief, don't leave!"
A young horse thief turned to look and shouted loudly: "Stop that kid!"
The two horse thieves rushed up immediately. They were holding simple weapons in their hands! One was carrying a wooden stick, and the other was carrying a rake. The two of them stopped Cao Peng, one on the left and the other on the right.
Cao Peng was talking nonsense, and the two of them waved their weapons and smashed them down at Cao Peng.
The coordination and flexibility developed in the Tiangang Formation were fully demonstrated at this time.
Cao Peng was originally running fast, but when he saw the opponent blocking him, he didn't panic. He asked him to move his steps, changed directions, and avoided the opponent's attack. At the same time, the long knife in his hand came out with a clang.
Sheath, a cold light flashed across, and the opponent's wooden stick was cut into two halves with a click. At the same time, he twisted his body like a loach, dodged the falling rake, and broke open the opponent's central palace door.
Cao Peng didn't see any unnecessary movements. His body turned like a twist, and one foot landed behind the opponent's foot. The moment the foot landed, there was a very obvious stamping movement.
Just this meal...
Cao Peng's hip bones seemed to be twisted and thrown out, knocking the horse thief flying out with a bang.
This collision contained a very strange force. Logically speaking, it was impossible to exert much force in such a small space.
But the horse thief seemed to have been hit by an invisible giant hand and flew four or five meters away.
With a bang, he fell to the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. His whole body seemed to have collapsed, and he lay motionless on the ground...
"Xiaowu!"
The horse thief, armed with two wooden sticks, screamed.
He turned his head, looked at Cao Peng and shouted: "Little beast, I will fight with you!"
"Who are you calling a bastard?"
"You little beast scolded you..."
Cao Peng laughed heartily, "That's right, you're just a beast."
"Xiao San, stop fighting and leave quickly!"
The young man shouted from behind.
Before he could finish his voice, a deep voice sounded in his ears.
"Thief, I disturbed your second master's dream, how can I let you leave like this?"
Ah-ah-
Two screams came.
When the young man turned around, he saw the two companions leading the horses lying at the doorstep.
One had his arm broken; the other had his leg broken. The companion with the broken arm looked very miserable, with the arm bone protruding from the elbow and bloody, which looked particularly terrifying. On the doorstep,
A majestic young man was staring at him with a gloomy face.
He is about the same height as a young man and has a bronze complexion.
His hair was disheveled, he was wearing a short-breasted jacket, and he was holding a shining steel knife in his hand.
"The idea pricks your hands, and the wind towel pulls you!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, the young man shouted to alert his companions.
But there was no need to wait for his reminder. Among the companions he brought, except for the horse thief who was fighting fiercely with Zhou Cang, no one was standing, and they were all lying on the ground.
Behind him, Cao Peng calmly dodged the horse thief's double sticks and suddenly rushed into the opponent's arms.
He moved his left foot, glared with his right foot, and suddenly punched with one hand, knocking the opponent to the ground.
Half-step collapse fist...
Cao Peng's punch didn't look very powerful, but it contained extremely powerful and explosive power. The horse thief looked taller and stronger than Cao Peng. However, his ribs were broken by his punch, and he lay on the ground screaming in agony.
"You can choose me or him..."
Cao Peng smiled at the young horse thief and said.
The young man's face suddenly became particularly ugly.
"I will fight with you!"
The young man threw away the horse's reins and started to attack Cao Peng.
At this moment, a white-haired old man came out and shouted at the young man, "Xiaoban, it is indeed you, the scoundrel, who is causing trouble!"
