In early February, Wang Ben of Wancheng was seriously ill and could not survive alone. Here in Xiangyang, Heifu looked at the guy in front of him who was wearing a Chu uniform and claiming to be his "old friend" and joked:
"Isn't this Shu Sun Tong? What kind of wind brings you here?"
Shusun Tong bowed flatteringly and said with a smile: "You villain, you naturally come here looking for the wind of benevolence and righteousness!"
Shusun Tong was indeed an old acquaintance of Heifu. The two had met in Huaiyang more than ten years ago. Later, Shusun Tong entered Xianyang as a doctor and Heifu was transferred as a county lieutenant, so he had almost never seen him again.
Hei Fu asked someone to sit down and asked, "Why are you dressed like this? Where is your high-gown Confucian uniform?"
Shusun Tong bowed and said: "At the beginning of the thirty-seventh year, after the Fusu Incident, Xianyang vigorously liquidated the eldest son's party, indiscriminately, all the Mohists were killed, and the Confucianists were also implicated and all were imprisoned. I ran early to avoid it.
A few months after returning to Lu, I heard that Marquis Wu Zhong was raising troops in the south, and he came immediately. The troops were in chaos, and they were tossed all the way, and they only arrived recently..."
It's quite a distance from Ludi to Jianghan, but it takes more than half a year? No one would believe this.
Heifu didn't expose it and took a sip of tea: "So, you are here to join the Northern Expeditionary Army?"
Shusun Channel: "A small person is like running water, no, a small drop of water, I wish to return to the sea!"
Heifu smiled: "It's a pity that you are late. There is no shortage of Confucian scholars in our army!"
Lu Jia was a disciple of Xunzi's Lanling school, Sui He was a wild disciple, but this uncle Sun Tong was a disciple of the Confucian family, the eighth grandson of Confucius, Kong Yu!
Heifu didn't like Lu Ru. As early as when Qin Shihuang consecrated Zen to Mount Tai, he saw clearly the faces of these people. They talked about etiquette on weekdays, but couldn't do anything when it came to matters.
Just like what Li Taibai mocked in his poem: "The old man Lu talked about the Five Classics, and his white hair was dead. When he asked about economic policy, he was as confused as falling smoke." This is basically the image of this group of people.
What's more, Lu Jia and Sui He can roll up their sleeves and guest lobby at any time. Lu Jia also won Bashu for Heifu. This uncle Sun Tong, in addition to eating a few more bowls of rice in the army, should be the master of documents.
What else can I do?
Hei Fu then asked casually: "Where is your master? Where are you?"
Shusun Tong did not hide anything and said: "Master and Zhang Er have an old relationship. Now Zhang Er claims to be the prime minister of Wei, so he surrendered to the false king of Wei and was named Lord Wentong and Grand Tutor."
This descendant of Confucius was really good at taking refuge in others. He immediately defected to Zhang Er, who regarded Hei Fu as his enemy.
Hei Fu shook his head and basically sentenced Lu Ru to death: "The title of king here is much more valuable. It cannot be obtained only by those who have made great achievements. Then why don't you follow your master and go to Wei to work as an official?
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But Shusun Tong was solemn: "To be honest with you, although Jun Jun is my master, he is old and lives in Lu. He really doesn't know the changes of the times. How can he join the rebels? In this world situation, Wu Zhong must be the last one.
The Hou will rule the world again and settle the world!"
"This guy has a very sensitive sense of smell. If I can win the bet, why don't you want to put two eggs in two baskets?" Heifu thought to himself that this Shusun Tong is indeed not like ordinary Lu Ru, but he still showed disdain and laughed and cursed:
"Although you and I are old acquaintances, it is useless to rely on flattery. Not everyone wants to come to the Northern Expeditionary Army, and everyone can stay. There is no need for useless people here. Tell me, what can you do in our army?
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Shusun Tong smiled and said: "Junhou, can you ask someone to bring the utensils brought by the villain? You will know the use of the villain at a glance!"
But Hei Fu was not polite to him at all, and waved his hand: "You are not disabled, you have hands and feet, and you have no official position here. Go and move it by yourself!"
Ordinary arrogant Confucian scholars, seeing Hei Fu being so rude, would have stood up long ago, waved their sleeves, snorted and left proudly.
But Shusun Tong didn't feel dissatisfied at all, and actually went out with a playful smile and brought him in as a treasure.
Heifu straightened up and looked. When the linen was untied, a pottery vessel was revealed. It had three legs and a wide belly. It looked like a tripod, but it didn't quite look like it...
Heifu asked him: "What is this?"
"This is Hulian." Shusun said:
"In the past, Zigong asked Confucius, "What's the point of giving it?" Confucius said, "It's a female utensil." He said, "What utensil is it?" He said, "Hulian."
He explained: "I dare to tell you that among the ritual vessels, there is a kind of Hulian, which is placed in the ancestral temple. It is made of jade and decorated with jade. It is the most precious and beautiful. Confucius means that Zigong's
Talent, no matter what you do, you can succeed, literary talent is excellent, enough to bring glory to the country, just like the hulian in the utensils."
Heifu sneered: "How can you compare yourself to Zigong? Why have you been in Xianyang for more than ten years, except when you were discussing the emperor's title, but not a single incident came to my ears?"
Shusun Tong smiled and said: "Your Majesty's words are very true. Zigong, that is Hu Lian made of jade, and I am Hu Lian made of pottery. Although we are both Hu Lian, the materials are very different."
Heifu suddenly became happy: "After going around and around, you can tell me, what is the use of this Tao Hulian?"
Shusun Tong pointed to the earthenware and said: "This pottery Hulian does not necessarily have to contain food or be presented in the ancestral temple. It can be used for anything. It can do what the tripod can do and what the gui can do."
Do it for me. Your Majesty, this little guy is just relying on it to cook rice and porridge!"
"So from now on, if the prince wants to use it to hold wine, he can hold it, and if he wants to hold water, he can hold it. Even if he wants to use it as a drowning pot, this vessel can be filled with joy!"
There was a pop, but the guards in the room laughed, and looked at the Confucian scholar with eyes full of contempt.
Heifu glared at the bodyguard: "I don't have the bad habit of taking off the Confucian scholar's crown to drown him in a basin."
"It is natural for a prince to be courteous and courteous to a corporal."
Shusun Tong didn't pay attention to the looks of others, and bowed again: "The prince is fighting for the world with arrows and stones, how can Shusun Tong Ning fight? Therefore, he cannot be a man who kills generals and holds flags, but he is a poor clerk and a young boy in charge of food. Shusun Tong
All can serve!"
Hei Fu was finally convinced by this man, shook his head and said: "Shusun Tong, Shusun Tong, you are truly the most shameless Confucian scholar I have ever seen."
"Your Majesty."
Shusun Tong raised his head, with a smile that seemed to hide some helplessness: "The poem says, Ye Ye is shaking with electricity, making you restless. Hundreds of rivers are boiling, and mountain tombs are collapsing. High banks are valleys, and deep valleys are mausoleums. Those who mourn today, Hu
No punishment?"
"Qin destroyed the six kingdoms and banned the poems and books. Now the world is in chaos again. In the past ten years, the world has collapsed and the earth has changed too much. Those who want to lose face, those who cannot advance with the times, are not
He is dead and about to die. But Shusun Tong, no matter how shameless he is, must live on and continue the teachings of Confucius!"
Heifu nodded slightly, and many thoughts came to his mind. He now understood the difference between Shusun Tong and ordinary Lu Ru.
He inherited one of the most important core characteristics of Confucianism, which is flexibility!
Mozi once arranged such a story for the sake of black Confucianism:
Kong was trapped between Chen and Cai, and there were no grains of rice in the soup made with quinoa leaves. On the tenth day, Zilu steamed a piglet, and Kong ate it without asking where the meat came from; he also stripped off other people's clothes.
Confucius drank the wine without asking where it came from. Later when Duke Ai of Lu came to welcome Confucius, he refused to sit on the table if it was not laid out right, and he did not eat the meat if it was not cut right.
At this time, Zilu couldn't stand it anymore and came in to ask for instructions: "Master, why do you behave in the opposite way to Chen Caishi?"
But Confucius said: "You! I tell you, you and I were anxious for survival at that time, but now you and I are eager for righteousness!"
At the end of the article, Mozi criticized this: "When you are hungry and destitute, you will not hesitate to take extravagant things to survive; when you are full, you will use hypocritical behavior to cover up yourself. Is there any greater evil and deceit than this?
?This is Confucianism!”
Hundreds of schools of thought have hacked other schools of thought, and they are all jokers. This story may have been arranged by Mo Zhai.
However, as an enemy, Mozi also pointed out the biggest characteristics of the Confucian scholars in one sentence, the fundamental reason why they were able to win in the contention of a hundred schools of thought and eventually become bigger and stronger:
It's not benevolence.
It's not loyalty and filial piety.
Not even poetry, books, rituals and music.
It’s a workaround!
Sometimes it is a change with a bottom line, and sometimes it is a change without a bottom line.
Going forward, isn't the entire school the "Tao Hulian" as Shu Suntong said? Compared with the real Hulian in ancient times, the shape is the same, but the material is very different.
It can be placed in an elegant hall as a ritual vessel, or it can be placed in ordinary people's homes for cooking porridge and meat, which is extremely friendly to the people.
For rulers, this utensil is really useful. They can hold wine if they want, water if they want. Even when they are in decline, in order to survive, they can also hold the excrement and urine of barbarian kings.
No matter what is inside, good or bad, as long as this layer of skin is not replaced, he can still call himself a "Confucian".
But in fact, the disciples and grandsons who call themselves Confucianism have long had little relationship with the real great masters such as Confucius, Mencius and Xunze.
Even if two thousand years later, all the rituals, music, poems and books are ancient, they can still be decorated and whitewashed, put on a layer of "New Confucianism", forcibly linked to scientific theories, and continue to engage in Chinese studies!
"fine."
"It's a good thing..."
Heifu nodded. He was also a pragmatic person and did not despise Shusun Tong because of this, and he would not let his inner thoughts affect his judgment of reality.
Shusun Tong really has his uses.
Hei Fu clasped his hands and said, "In that case, Shusun Tong, then you can stay here for the time being."
Shusun Tong was overjoyed and bowed again: "Thank you so much, sir!"
Hei Fu asked him to get up: "Let me ask you, according to Confucian etiquette, can your Hulian vessel be used at a funeral?"
Shusun Tong said without hesitation: "If the prince says it can be done, then it can be done!"
This was the standard answer. Heifu laughed loudly: "Da Shan, I happen to be holding a funeral for three people. You will be the one to preside over all the etiquette!"
"What Confucians are best at is funeral rites. Leave them to villains to keep them safe and sound."
Shusun Tongfu asked: "May I ask the prince, who is buried? With what ceremony should he be buried?"
Heifu said: "The etiquette of a prince, the etiquette of a prince, the etiquette of a high official."
Shusun Tong was stunned: "Those three people are..."
Heifu said: "They are Gongzi Gao, the second son of Qin Shihuang."
"This is Wu Xinhou Feng Wuze."
"There is still one……"
Heifu smiled and said: "My old colleague in Jiangzhou County died for not surrendering, but he was wrongly accused and slandered by the treacherous officials in Xianyang, the Feng Jie brothers!"
Lao Hei was heartbroken and said: "To kill the whole family is such an injustice in the world! I want to rectify the injustice for him and for the Feng family!"
