Great Military Division

Chapter 339 Your Majesty's talents are far better than mine, so I will teach you, why not!

Langya Country, Yangdu County.

Spring breeze blows.

A man dressed in black cloak was walking among the endless stream of people. His expression was dull and his eyes were dull, as if he was a walking corpse. He was out of tune with the bustling surroundings.

An already slender dress, when worn on his body, his shoulders were a little slumped, the cheekbones on his cheeks protruded obviously, the eye sockets were extremely deep, his complexion was dark yellow, and he faintly looked sick.

"Uncle Wang, the third child."

The man handed over a box made of bamboo and wood, and said weakly to the middle-aged man selling snacks on the street: "This is yesterday's meal money, and I will make up for it today."

"Not urgent."

The middle-aged man put away the five baht coins and began to put the meals prepared in advance into the boxes.

While pretending, he also said: "Zhuge Dalang, did you keep guarding the spirit for another night? Your father has been dead for two years, and you should recover."

"It's all for you to be selfish, but you still have two younger sisters and two younger brothers. They are still young and they are growing up, so they can't help making such a fuss."

That's right.

The man in front of him who was emaciated to a sickly figure was none other than Zhuge Jin, the eldest son of the Zhuge family in Langya.

Two years ago, his father, Zhuge Gui, died of overwork and illness in Taishan County.

This year Zhuge Jin was 15 years old!
Without mother or father, there were only five poor children left, and Zhuge's family suddenly fell into a desperate situation.

As the eldest brother, Zhuge Jin naturally took on the responsibility of taking care of the whole family. It was not until his uncle Zhuge Xuan returned that he managed to take care of his father's funeral. Now it is the time of mourning.

"Don't worry, Uncle Wang. I was alone at the wake last night. I have no younger siblings."

Zhugejin took the basket full of food, nodded at the middle-aged man, and was about to leave, but before he could turn around, he was interrupted by the middle-aged man:

"Wait a minute, Zhuge Dalang."

"Uncle Wang?"

"kindness."

The middle-aged man nodded, looking a bit embarrassed, but still hesitatingly said: "Well... From tomorrow, my small stall may have to move out of the city."

Zhuge Jin frowned slightly, and couldn't help being curious: "Uncle Wang, this is you."

The middle-aged man smiled lightly, and said softly: "Isn't the imperial court organizing the people to open up wasteland? Everyone is very excited, and the number of people in the city has decreased, so my small stall has to be moved outside the city."

"However, don't worry, Zhuge Dalang, even if you move out of the city, it won't be too far away from the city. If you still like Uncle Wang's cooking, just take two more steps and you will be there."

Zhuge Jin turned his head to look at the people streaming down the street.

carefully discern
The number of people in ordinary farm families has decreased by more than half, and there seem to be a lot fewer small vendors doing business on the street than yesterday. Most of the people passing by on the street are errand runners and the children of rich families in the city.

"More than half of my family's arable land this year has not been rented out."

"I heard that the imperial court has high-drum turning carts, which can ensure irrigation."

"Don't make trouble, the newly appointed county magistrate is a ruthless character."

"Isn't that right! You actually beat that young master of the Li family who made trouble half to death."

"I heard that they have all signed the responsibility letter for farming and production, and they still need to be assessed. If they fail to complete, they will be demoted."

"Agricultural Production Responsibility Letter? Could it be true?"

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Listening to the discussions of the people around, Zhuge Jin felt the changes in Yangdu County.

He turned around and stared blankly at the middle-aged man: "Uncle Wang, has our county magistrate changed in Yangdu County?"

The middle-aged man nodded: "Well, just three days ago, it seemed that he failed the assessment and was dismissed on the spot. The next day, the new county magistrate took office. I heard that he was sent directly from Nanyang. He acted vigorously and resolutely. It really is different. .”

"Look"

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man pointed at the people on the street and said softly: "How can there be any peasants in this city? They were all taken outside the city to open up wasteland."

"So, Zhuge Dalang, it's not that Uncle Wang doesn't want to be in the city, it's because he was forced to have no choice but to move the stall outside the city, not far from the newly opened Xiangxu."

"There are children going there to go to school every day. There are more people, and the business is definitely better than in the city. You know, my stall was originally used to provide breakfast for people who came to the city to sell goods. Rich people don't eat my food. .”

Zhuge Jin frowned: "Xiang Xu?"

The middle-aged man nodded: "That's right, the imperial court has equipped townships and villages with filial piety teachers to teach children under the age of ten, and the common people are all too busy opening up wasteland and can't take care of them, so they are sent here to read and write. "

"interesting."

In Zhuge Jin's dry and dim eyes, there was a gleam of light.

The middle-aged man said softly: "Zhuge Dalang, it seems that Erlang and Sanlang of your family can also go to school. You can definitely send them to Xiangxu, so that they can learn something."

Zhuge Jin shook his head: "Let's forget it, Erlang and Sanlang have been studying since they were young, and they probably have already learned the prefaces, so it's not suitable for them."

"Ouch—!"

Not only was the middle-aged man not disappointed, but he was a little pleasantly surprised: "That's a good relationship. Yesterday, Xiang Xu announced that those under the age of 15, if they pass the imperial examination, they can be the disciples of the Son of Heaven."

"Dalang!"

The middle-aged man was very excited: "You can definitely let Erlang and Sanlang try it. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you pass the preliminary examination by Master Xiaojing, not only will the travel expenses be free, but you can also get a reward of [-] coins."

However.
Zhuge Jin was not very interested in this.

He just waved his hand, said "negotiate again", and left with the basket in his hand.

But before Zhuge Jin had gone far, a voice rang out from the book store on the street: "Sponsored by the imperial court, hosted by great scholars Lu Zhi, Sima Hui, Zheng Xuan and others, the first edition of the latest Five Classics textbook has arrived at the store."

"This book is the standard of the five classics for the selection of scholars by the imperial court. It contains Lu Zhi, Sima Hui, Zheng Xuan and other great Confucian scholars, as well as the annotations of His Majesty. It is a hard copy book with high quality and low price."

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Huh?
Zhuge Jin paused suddenly.

Although he has kept his filial piety for two years, the names of Lu Zhi, Sima Hui, and Zheng Xuan are like thunder.

Even he has only heard of such characters, but has never seen them.

It is hard to imagine that the top contemporary Confucian scholars can gather together to annotate the Five Classics, and it is a paper book, which is simply a priceless treasure.

subconsciously.

Zhuge Jin stopped and turned to look at the bookstore. Within two breaths, a man in brocade clothes greeted him with a smile on his face:

"Isn't this the Dalang of Zhuge's family? Go in and see how it is. Although the new book published by the imperial court this year is only the first draft, it has won the approval of many great scholars."

"There are currently less than [-] sets in Xuzhou, and our Langya has less than [-] sets. In Yangdu County, only my book store has three sets. Once sold out, it may be out of print."

"You know, the imperial court holds a debate meeting every year, convening scholars of ancient and modern literature and scriptures from all over the world to gather in Yutang Hall, and discuss for at least four months before this edition can be published."

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Listening to the lotus-like introduction from the shopkeeper of the bookstore, Zhuge Jin entered the bookstore by accident, put the basket aside, picked up the newly bound "Chunqiu Hongru Biography", and slowly stroked the surface of the paper, feeling the soft skin-like touch .

The quality of this paper alone can be called a priceless treasure, not to mention that it is a collection of the essence of the world's great Confucianism, integrating the essence of ancient and modern, and compiling it.

I flipped through two pages casually, and sure enough, there were annotations by Sima Hui on them. The content obviously integrated the essence of ancient and modern times, and I interpreted "Spring and Autumn" from an extremely objective perspective.

"Wonderful!"

Zhuge Jin's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but praise.

Then, he casually flipped through two more pages. This time, it was the commentary of the famous Confucian Zheng Xuan, which also integrated the essence of the ancient and modern classics, and his analysis of "Spring and Autumn" was more profound than his own understanding.

"Wonderful!"

Zhuge Jin couldn't put it down, and was amazed.

Continue to read, it is a comment signed by Liu Bian, isn't this the emperor of Nanyang?

Although Zhuge Jin had kept his filial piety for two years and kept his ears to the outside world, he also knew that His Majesty the Emperor of Nanyang was the first son of the late Emperor, the one who was deposed by Dong Zhuo.

Calculating based on age, I guess he is not as old as himself, but he dares to annotate the classics and history with Zheng Xuan, Sima Hui, Lu Zhi and others?What audacity!

but
When Zhuge Jin read halfway through, she was completely stunned.

He couldn't believe it!
His majesty's commentary on the controversial points of ancient and modern textual scholars is simply perfect.

Not only is the point of entry unique, but it even contains the core ideas of the ancient and modern classics, and can perfectly integrate them and provide impartial annotations. Zhuge Jin is ashamed of himself for being knowledgeable and talented.

"It doesn't stick to ancient and modern times, it can be called ingenuity!"

"This"

Zhuge Jin's eyes were full of brilliance, and he was attracted in at once, and his face was full of capital letters and bold words in disbelief: "Is this really His Majesty's comment?"

Just when Zhuge Jin was about to continue reading, he was interrupted by the storekeeper who waved his hand, and took back the "Chunqiu Hongru Biography", closed it, and put it back in its original place:
"Zhuge Dalang, don't blame me for being stingy. This book is the first edition, and the content is not very much. If you keep reading like this, I won't be able to sell it."

"If you really like it, then buy it. The price is not too expensive, five hundred guan. The paper alone is more than five hundred guan. What's more, the content was revised by all the great scholars."

"Five hundred strings?"

Zhuge Jin was taken aback.

This price is indeed much cheaper than I imagined.

After all, the quality of this kind of paper is far better than the popular paper on the market, let alone [-] guan, it is [-] or [-] guan, and people are rushing to buy it.

"That's right!"

The shopkeeper of the book shop nodded very positively: "I heard that His Majesty has innovated papermaking technology, which not only reduces the cost of papermaking, but even greatly improves the quality of paper."

"The price of this book is not set by me privately, but the unified price of the imperial court. If various costs such as transportation are thrown away, it will not make any money at all."

"it is good!"

Without hesitation, Zhuge Jin nodded quickly: "Leave me a set of this book, and I'll go home to get the money now."

The shopkeeper of the book shop was overjoyed, and he patted his chest and promised: "Zhuge Dalang, don't worry, since you have spoken in person, I will keep this book for you, and I promise not to sell it to anyone else."

Zhuge Jin picked up the blue frame and hurried back to his mansion.

Just in time, Zhuge Liang bumped into Erlang head-on: "Brother, are you going to buy breakfast again?"

Zhuge Jin stuffed the blue frame to his younger brother: "Where is Uncle?"

Zhuge Liang looked back at the inner courtyard: "It should be in the side hall."

"it is good."

Zhuge Jin hurried to the inner courtyard and headed straight to the side hall.

as predicted.

My uncle, Zhuge Xuan, was kneeling in front of the spirit tablet, with a long expression on his face: "Did Dalang come back?"

Zhuge Jin breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward slowly, and also knelt down: "Well, I'm back."

Zhuge Xuan wiped away his tears, grabbed a stalk of millet millet, and threw it into the charcoal brazier: "From now on, don't stay up late to watch the spirit. If your body collapses, your father's spirit in heaven will be worried."

"Don't worry, uncle, my nephew won't be there in the future."

"Good! Go and have breakfast."

"uncle!"

Just when Zhuge Xuan was about to get up and leave, Zhuge Jin interrupted, stood up and cupped his hands: "Uncle, now the court gathers Zheng Xuan, Sima Hui, Lu Zhi and other great Confucians to annotate the Five Classics, and the complete set of paper books is only five hundred."

"kindness?"

Zhuge Xuan was stunned for a moment: "What are you talking about? Paper books are only five hundred guan?"

Zhuge Jin nodded: "That's right! Not only is the quality of the paper excellent, but also the content is a collection of many great scholars, and each annotation combines the essence of ancient and modern scriptures. It is really a wonderful book from ancient times."

"nephew thinks"

Zhuge Jin took a deep breath and finally made up his mind: "Nephew wants to buy a set for the second and third younger brothers and two younger sisters to study together."

"can."

Zhuge Xuan agreed without hesitation: "At your age, you are supposed to be studying. How can you give up this opportunity? Let the shopkeeper of the book store deliver the books, and the accountant can just pay the money."

Zhuge Jin was overjoyed: "Thank you uncle, my nephew will do it now."

"Don't worry, use it first"

Zhuge Jin had already left the side hall before he could say the word breakfast, and disappeared from sight: "This kid is exactly like his father, he is a bookworm."

Zhuge Xuan shook his head, his eyes were full of love and pity, he glanced back at the spirit tablet, and said from the bottom of his heart: "Don't worry, brother, I will definitely train these children into talents with my own hands."

"Yesterday, the imperial court issued an announcement that young talents from all over the world will be summoned to gather in Nanyang. Zheng Xuan, Sima Hui, Lu Zhi, and His Majesty the Emperor will give lectures in person. This is a godsend opportunity."

"Although the children's filial piety period has not yet ended, I still want to take them to Nanyang, seize this opportunity, and strive to let Erlang and Sanlang enter the young genius class."

"Of course!"

Zhugexuan breathed out, and continued: "Besides, there is another most important reason. Now the imperial court sent troops to Xuzhou, apparently to help defend Liu Dai, but in fact the target must be Zang Ba."

"If my guess is correct, it is very likely that there will be a big war in Langya this year or next year. If the children are hurt, the loss will outweigh the gain."

*****
Hanoi, Wen County.

Sima's family.

Sima Yi held the letter from his brother, and after reading it carefully, he smiled and said, "Genius youth class? Lu Zhi, Sima Hui, and Zheng Xuan are all on their own. They are all great Confucian scholars of the time."

"But what is His Majesty the Emperor of Nanyang?"

Sima Yi put down the letter, shook his head disdainfully, and completely ignored His Majesty the Emperor: "He is only two years older than me, why should he be my teacher, Sima Yi?"

"that is!"

The young Lang Simafu on the opposite side said proudly: "Second brother is talented and well versed in a hundred schools of thought. Scholars in their 50s and [-]s dare not underestimate second brother, let alone His Majesty the Emperor of Nanyang."

"Second brother!"

Sima Kui on the side held "The Legend of the Great Confucianism in the Spring and Autumn Period" in his hand, his eyes lit up.

He raised his eyes and looked at Sima Yi who was facing him: "If you say that His Majesty the Emperor of Nanyang can solve the problems that you can't solve, are you convinced?"

Sima Yi glanced at his fourth brother Sima Kui, and smiled: "Fourth brother, are you kidding me? If my second brother can't solve the problem, His Majesty the Emperor of Nanyang can solve it?"

"that is!"

Sima Fu approached him and looked at Sima Kui with great interest: "Fourth brother, are you talking about the question that the second brother debated with the lecturer a while ago?"

"kindness!"

Sima Kui nodded: "That's right! That's the question."

Sima Fu shook his head and let out a sneer: "That problem can't be solved even by lectures, let alone His Majesty the Emperor of Nanyang. It is said that even Mr. Zheng avoided talking about that problem. I'm afraid no one in this world can solve it."

"That's right!"

Sima Yi nodded affirmatively: "Ancient and modern texts have completely different interpretations on this point, and they are almost opposite. Mr. Zheng devoted himself to making annotations, but he couldn't even convince himself."

"However, He Xiu's comments are completely nonsense. Even Sima Yi, I, can find loopholes, let alone a great scholar in the world. If he wants to solve such a problem, he will have to explain it himself unless Confucius is alive."

Sima Kui handed "The Legend of the Great Confucianism in Spring and Autumn" to him: "Second Brother, if you don't believe me, read it yourself. This is a book that Big Brother sent someone to bring back for you. It contains annotations from His Majesty the Emperor."

"Oh?"

Sima Yi was taken aback.

Sima Fu was even more taken aback.

The eyes of the two of them focused on the book in unison.

After a long time, Qi Qi gasped, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Sima Yi was stunned for a long time, and said in disbelief: "This explanation seems to have some truth!"

Sima Fu, on the other hand, was astonished, and kept nodding his head in praise: "Not only does it have a certain truth, it cuts into the root of the problem from a unique angle, and integrates the essence of ancient and modern scriptures. How can it be an annotation if it is not a full study of great Confucianism?"

"Bring it!"

Sima Yi snatched "The Legend of the Great Confucianism in the Spring and Autumn Period" and read it carefully for a long time.

Even though he thought over and over according to the idea in the annotation, trying to find the loopholes, but he couldn't refute it no matter what, it was simply invulnerable.

Whoa!
Sima Yi flipped through the next question.

I found His Majesty's commentary again: "Second brother, isn't this your commentary on "Spring and Autumn" before? It seems that there is still a certain gap compared to His Majesty's commentary."

"This"

Sima Yi had an unbelievable expression on his face, staring at the words on the book, unable to calm down for a long time.

You know, the annotations made by Sima Yi are about the controversial points in the ancient and modern scriptures in today's world. He has always been proud of it, and feels that he has grasped the essence of the ancient and modern scriptures.

but now!

Right now!

Sima Yi's commentary, in front of His Majesty's commentary, seems so naive, as if one is a grand theory above the nine heavens, while the other is a self-deprecating comment below the nine earths.

The two are so different that they cannot be compared in the same day.

"Third brother, take care of me with pen and ink."

Sima Yi plunged into it all at once, his expression changed suddenly.

"Here."

Sima Fu responded, and hastily pushed the pen and ink in front of Sima Yi, and arranged the bamboo slips neatly: "Second brother, it is ready and can be copied at any time."

"it is good."

Sima Yi picked up a pen, copied His Majesty's annotations, and handed them to Sima Kui: "Fourth brother, find out the original text of these annotations, as well as the annotations of relevant people, and file them."

Sima Kui knew that his second brother's refusing to admit defeat had already surged up, so he nodded immediately: "Don't worry, I will leave it to my younger brother. I guarantee that one article will not be bad, and I will prepare everything."

"Thanks for your hard work."

After Sima Yi expressed his thanks, he immediately continued to copy.

Two hours!

It took a full two hours.

Only then did Sima Yi transcribe all of His Majesty Nanyang's annotations.

At this moment, Sima Kui and Sima Fu also found out all the famous people with the same annotation.

Sima Kui couldn't help but marvel: "Second brother, look carefully, the annotations made by His Majesty the Emperor are all those controversial points in the ancient and modern schools of classics."

"And His Majesty's commentary is a fusion of the essence of the ancient and modern Wenjing schools. It can be said that it combines the strengths of the two schools, and it is impeccable!"

"It's incredible!"

Sima Kui held the "Biography of the Great Confucianism in the Spring and Autumn Period" in his hand, and his eyes showed admiration: "If it weren't for the Confucian scholars who are proficient in ancient and modern classics, how could they have reached this level."

"Second brother!"

Sima Kui said very solemnly: "If my brother's guess is correct, His Majesty the Emperor of Nanyang is not inferior to Lu Zhi, Sima Hui and others in terms of Confucian attainments, and even surpasses them."

"That's right!"

Even Sima Fu, who was at the side, couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "The fourth brother is right, some of the notes made by His Majesty the Emperor, even Zheng Lao would avoid it, and dare not try it lightly."

"However, His Majesty's annotations are all integrated with the essence of ancient and modern classics, which can convince all the Confucian scholars in the world. No wonder this set of textbooks will be the standard for the examination."

"Second brother!"

Sima Fu took a deep breath, and reluctantly admitted: "Compared to His Majesty the Emperor of Nanyang, you are really no match. He is more than enough to be your lecturer."

"kindness!"

Sima Kui nodded: "I heard that His Majesty the Emperor of Nanyang has a photographic memory since he was a child, and he has the ability to memorize extensive knowledge, and he has read tens of thousands of books in the imperial court. Although he is young, he is proficient in hundreds of schools."

"This point can be seen from the examination topics given by His Majesty the Emperor. From the collection of classics and history, to Gewu, arithmetic, Han law, flowers, birds, fish and insects, etc., if you are not proficient in a hundred schools of thought, how can you do this?"

Sima Yi held "The Legend of the Great Confucianism in the Spring and Autumn Period" for a long time, finally heaved a sigh of relief, and said righteously: "Go, go home, pack your luggage, leave for Nanyang tomorrow, and enroll in the young genius class!"

"what?"

Sima Kui and Sima Fu were all taken aback: "Second brother, have you made your decision now?"

Sima Yi held his head up: "Your Majesty's talent and learning are far superior to mine, so why not learn from me! I despise you when you are old but have no talent; I respect you when you are young but good at all kinds of schools!"

"Haha, go, go home."

"You stay with me."

"kindness!"

　Thank you [Ma Tang] for the reward of 500 coins!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)