Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 148 Confucianism on politics

The buildings of Taixue are built in a vertical and horizontal way, three vertical and three horizontal, and the place where the middle meets is the main courtyard of Taixue.

In the compound.

There is an open platform, surrounded by stone steps, arched left and right, enter from the gate, look at the past, this place is not only spacious and bright, but also grand and elegant, enough to accommodate thousands of people to gather together.

Mu Jing and Jiang Lu entered the compound side by side. At this moment, four to five thousand scholars had already gathered in the compound. There were many figures and crowds of people. They saluted each other in twos and threes and were polite to each other. The scene was quite lively.

"Such a magnificent scene, the fortune of scholars is also rare in the world!"

Seeing this scene, Jiang Lu was very excited. As a serious scholar, he is a turkey who has not yet left Jingzhou. Although Jingzhou is also a place with strong academics, there are not thousands of scholars who gather together to discuss politics. so spectacular.

In the world, only in the capital, above the Taixue, can such a scene appear.

"Actually, it's about the same as our university!"

Mu Jing's gaze scanned left and right, seeing the excitement, enthusiasm, and even a little uneasy tension on the faces of each scholar, somewhat confused in his heart, and muttered to himself: "The opening ceremony of our university is much worse than this one." It's much more lively!"

The meaning between the two cannot be compared.

In this era, transportation is inconvenient, and there are very few scholars. It is impossible to see the scene where so many scholars can gather.

"I heard yesterday that Taixue is no longer the same as it used to be. Now it seems that I am too superficial. Now Taixue, even though the prosperity is not as prosperous as it was then, but the theory of learning is not as good as it was then!"

Jiang Lu said.

"Brother, you don't know anything!" A young man on the left, wearing a blue robe, is handsome, and he is familiar with himself, talking eloquently: "If there were a thousand people participating in the Confucianism discussion in the past month, It's already a grand occasion, Taixue, after all, it will no longer be as prosperous as it used to be!"

"Then why are there so many scholars participating today?" Mu Jing asked.

"Today is different!"

The young man in the blue robe said: "I heard that the students of Yingchuan Academy want to discuss politics with the students of the Imperial Academy. Since the decline of the Imperial Academy, there have been frequent private schools all over the world. They all want to replace the position of the Imperial Academy in the Confucian school. Yingchuan Academy He is even the best among them, and today's discussion is bound to be a battle between dragons and tigers, and the scholars in the capital will miss it, and they will naturally come here one after another!"

"So it is!" Jiang Lu's eyes flashed a bright light: "To be able to witness such a theory, today's trip is not in vain!"

Confucianism discussing politics, this is a grand meeting of Confucianism, usually discussed by classmates, it is even more difficult to witness two academy students discussing at the same time, no wonder so many scholars are extremely excited, even Jiang Lu at this moment Also quite excited.

"Yingchuan Academy?"

Mujing's eyes also brightened, it was a cradle of talent that was more brilliant than any academy in the history of the Three Kingdoms.

"My next Lu Heng, whose name is Boyu, is from Zhuo County. I haven't asked the names of the two brothers yet!"

The blue-robed youth took the initiative to bow his hands in salute, and got acquainted with the two of them.

"Lingling Jiang Lu, Jiang Haoming!"

Jiang Lu was the first to return the salute, and said with a smile, "Brother Bo Yu is so polite!"

Mujing followed suit, folded his hands horizontally and arched them, slightly bowed his body, and returned the gift with his name: "Nanyang Mujing, styled Longtu, Brother Boyu, you are so polite!"

"So the two of you are from Jingzhou!"

Lu Heng smiled when he heard the words, and said: "The land of Jingzhou is full of outstanding people and spirits, and there are many heroes. I think the two of you are also very talented!"

"We are just peasants in the countryside. We haven't left school yet. We are traveling around the world to gain knowledge, so that we can go on official careers in the future. After we enter the capital, we will come to see the magnificent scenery of Taixue. It just happens to be such a magnificent scene, which is extremely rare. !"

Jiang Lu said it very modestly: "Brother Boyu came from Youzhou, and he must have come here to study!"

"That's right. Although I have been crowned for three years, my official career is difficult. If I don't have extraordinary knowledge and reputation, it's hard to do it. I study hard behind closed doors. It's better to study all over the world!" Lu Heng said.

When it comes to talking to scholars, Mu Jing, a handsome young man who comes from a business background and smells like copper, is not as good as Jiang Lu, a serious scholar, and the two chatted quickly, quite harmoniously.

"Clang clang clang!!!"

At this time, a bronze bell hanging on the stage was struck three times, indicating that this Confucianism discussion on politics was about to begin.

On the high platform, right in front is a row of desks, under three bamboo cattail pads, on which drinks, fruits, and some snacks are already placed, and there are two rows on the left and right, with several seats, but the desks are empty.

Three great Confucian scholars came out from the inner hall. They were all wearing plain Confucian robes and crowns. .

"We will meet Cai Jijiu!"

A group of scholars began to salute one after another, and most of them worshiped Cai Yong in the middle. Maybe Cai Yong didn't have enough official position in the court, and he was in charge of Taixue at that time, and he had a higher reputation among scholars.

"He is Cai Yong!"

Mu Jing's eyes were fixed on Cai Yong, the great scholar who was sitting in the middle, flickering slightly.

This is a goal he wants to conquer today.

"We pay our respects to Mr. Shuijing!"

At this time, many scholars also began to salute a young scholar on the left of Cai Yong.

"Who is he?" Mu Jing also saluted along with everyone, but he was a little suspicious about this person.

Mr. Water Mirror?

It seems that there was only one Mr. Shui Jing in the Eastern Han Dynasty.

"He is Mr. Shui Jing, Sima Wei!"

Hearing this, Jiang Lu replied in a low voice: "He should be a doctor of Yingchuan Academy, and a great Confucian who is famous in Jingzhou and Yuzhou. You must not be disrespectful!"

Under the sacrificial wine is the doctor.

A doctor is the teacher of future generations.

The doctor of Yingchuan Academy, that is, the great Confucian who came to represent Yingchuan Academy, Sima Wei, is also a famous Confucian in the world today, named Mr. Shui Jing.

"It really is him!" Mu Jing frowned.

Isn't Sima Wei the one who established Lumenshan Academy?

Why does it represent Yingchuan Academy?

In fact, what he didn't know was that Sima Wei himself was famous as a great Confucian in Yingchuan, and he only came to Jingzhou later to establish the reading system of Lumen Mountain, and educated the world-famous Wolong Zhuge Liang and Fengchu Pangtong.

"We pay our respects to Master Shangshu!"

Some people even saluted the tall and mighty old man on the right of Cai Yong who was incompatible with Confucianism.

"Shangshu?"

Mu Jing's eyes brightened slightly.

This Lu Zhi, the Minister of the Dynasty, had a rank of one thousand shi, and his status was not comparable to that of Sangong and Jiuqing, but he was very important in his position. He was in charge of the emperor's memorials and cashiers, and he was also a close minister of the emperor.

After the three great Confucian scholars ascended the throne, the entire Taixue main courtyard began to become quiet, and thousands of scholars around paid attention and listened to the teachings.

This is the power of great Confucianism among scholars.

As the host, the Taixue Jijiu, and the official of the imperial court with a rank of six hundred shi, Cai Yong spoke first, stood up, and faced the eyes of all the scholars, some thin figure was tall and straight, although his temples were white, he was full of energy, and he didn't look too good. He was only in his fifth decade, and his voice was very loud: "The way of Confucianism lies in the theory. Everyone can discuss it, and the world can discuss it. The truth lies in it. If you talk about it, it will be clear. If you don't care about it, you will be biased. Today's theory is about the chaos of the Yellow Turban. No matter who it is, everyone can come to the stage to discuss!"

"On the Yellow Turban Rebellion?"

"This proposition is difficult!"

"All the yellow scarves in the world are rebels. The world has already come to a conclusion, so what can we say about it!"

"The Yellow Turban Rebellion has had a great impact, and it has already shaken the foundation of my great man. It is also a good thing to be vigilant for future generations and to be sensible for the predecessors!"

"But this propositional theory, will it arouse the wrath of the court!"

"Scholars of my generation are dedicated to the world, so why not talk about it!"

"..."

When the students heard the words, they whispered to each other and began to discuss in low voices.

"Yellow Turban Rebellion?" Hearing this, Mu Jing in the crowd couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, showing a meaningful smile.

This Cai Yong has courage.

He still dares to talk about such a sensitive topic as the Yellow Turban, so don't underestimate it!
"So-and-so, a disciple of the Taixue, Yuan Hong, would like to be the first to inspire you!"

A young man in white robes and brocade clothes, well-dressed and elegant, walked up to the stage, knelt down, and said loudly: "The Yellow Turban Rebellion is a rebellion of thieves, and the thieves cannot be trusted. The only way to stop killing is to kill them. , the world will prosper!"

"It's him!"

Lu Heng, a young man standing beside Mujing, frowned slightly.

"Who is he?"

Mu Jing asked.

"The third son of Yuan He, Prime Minister of Pengcheng, a son of the Yuan family in Runan. He is famous for his character. He is not good at flattering the elders of the family. He even has complaints about the Yuan family. He has some prestige among the younger generation of scholars!" Lu Heng said.

"A disciple of the Yuan family?" Mu Jing narrowed his eyes slightly and sized up this person, who seemed to be very upright.

"No!"

At this time, someone sat on the seat on the right. This is a refined young man who has not yet reached the crown and is in full bloom: "A certain Yingchuan Chen Qun thought that the Yellow Turban Rebellion was a civil disturbance, and the people can be chaotic. The same can be suppressed, but the king cannot be killed. The people of the world are all the people of the big man. The mistakes of the people should not be killed and flattened. They should be educated in the way of sages and sages. The world!"

"Young Chen Qun!"

"The proud son of Yingchuan Academy really has insights!"

"Well said, how can the way of sages kill people!"

Many scholars clapped their hands and made friends.

"What Brother Chen said, Zhongdao thinks, some are not advisable!" Wearing Taixue costumes, a handsome young man stepped up, knelt down and did it, and said with eloquence: "The Yellow Turban Rebellion swept the world. Like locusts, how many innocent people have suffered, such evil deeds, is it just the chaos of the people, this is the ambition of the thief, the source of the turmoil in the world, if it is necessary to kill it, kill it, leveling one person can save the world, why not do it!"

"He's done it all!"

"This is wonderful!"

"That's Cai Jijiu's disciple, a famous young talent in the capital, Wei Zhongdao of the Hedong Wei family!"

"Wei Zhongdao's debate is unparalleled in the world!"

Many people couldn't help shouting when they saw this person appearing on the stage.

"Wei Zhongdao?"

Mujing's ears are sharp, and after hearing a lot of discussions, the corners of his mouth couldn't help curling up, with a sarcastic smile: "He's more handsome than me, who I thought he was, it turned out to be that short-lived species!"

Wei Zhongdao was famous in history. He was not only Cai Yong's disciple, but also his son-in-law. It's a pity that such a good young man died young in the end, leaving behind a famous widow who is known as the most talented woman in the Three Kingdoms. Cai Wenji, Cai Yan.

(End of this chapter)