Five years of garrison on the border, shocked Zhu Yuanzhang who went south to inspect

Chapter 60 The Integrity Person
Zhu Tuo proposed an idea: "Knowledge can only be gained through practice."

No matter how absurd this view is, Fang Xiaoru thought about it carefully and felt that Zhu Tuo's idea was very reasonable, even beyond his understanding of things.

Fang Xiaoru was shocked, Zhu Tuo was just a little guy who didn't know the heights of the world before, but now it seems that although he acts recklessly and recklessly, in terms of knowledge, he is not much worse than those great Confucian scholars who can only talk nonsense.

A great scholar like Fang Xiaoru has never been so happy as he is today!
On weekdays, he would quarrel with others, and with just a few words, he could make the other party lose face.

But today, when he saw Zhu Tuo, he felt a fighting spirit.

Subconsciously, he regarded Zhu Tuo as a strong enemy and wanted to defeat him.

Zhu Tuo didn't know much about later philosophy, such as Hegel and Marx. He only remembered some of them, and then used his own simple understanding to piece them together.

Fang Xiaoru is proficient in Confucianism. The two of them talk to each other, and you talk to each other.

In the study, everyone had a look of fear on their faces. Some even reached out and pinched their arms: "Ouch, it hurts. Am I not dreaming?"

"Fang Shidao actually had a quarrel with King Su?"

"It looks like we can't win."

"Should we invite more great scholars?"

Fang Xiaoru had stopped teaching at this time, and he and Zhu Tuo had a heated conversation. He said loudly: "In your opinion, everything is the law of nature, so shouldn't we just sit back and wait for death and let nature take its fate?"

"how is this possible!"

Zhu Tuo perked up and said loudly: "If humans want to change the world, they must comply with the laws of nature. How to do it? This requires practice. You will not learn it on land. There is no benefit in talking empty words. "

Zhu Tuo immediately explained to Fang Xiaoru the meaning of cultivation, and also explained to him the connection between individuals, commonality and personality.

Fang Xiaoru: "..."

Zhu Tuo was still chattering on and on, explaining all his ideas for the future, but he himself couldn't quite understand what he said, and what he said was a bit messy, and some words were unclear.

But in Fang Xiaoru's ears, Zhu Tuo's words seemed to have a sense of supremacy.

The remaining students were scared to death.

"Oh my God, why didn't Fang Shijiao say anything?"

"Look, Mr. Fang is blushing!"

"Master Fang is actually sitting upright. God, he is actually more upright than us invigilators."

"Besides, why does Waiter Fang use a brush to take notes?"

Everyone is confused.

This was probably the most heated debate in the Imperial College, and it also attracted many celebrities.

Several great Confucian scholars were nearby, listening quietly.

Zhu Tuo, however, seemed unaware and continued to chat impassionedly. Moreover, his tone became more arrogant and he introduced his dialectics to a new level. Zhu Tuo didn't know what was going on. .

But others didn't understand even more. Zhu Tuoyun talked for a long time, punching out with his left fist, punching out the truth with his right fist, and punching out his own dialectical system with his right fist, giving people an unfathomable feeling.

Although Zhu Tuo's view is full of flaws, there is no flaw in it.

"Prince Su...won?"

"More than just victory? After the two of them talked, Fang Shisao had no chance to speak."

"Do you all understand what King Su said?"

Everyone shook their heads secretly.

Fang Xiaoru was defeated. Zhu Tuo's words were like steel needles, piercing into his brain and causing his brain to become confused.

But his eyes were shining brightly, and his whole body was trembling. He seemed to have touched a true meaning in the argument he had with Zhu Tuo just now.

But this path is too alternative and completely opposite to orthodox Confucian concepts.

But this path... seems to be much broader than the ideas of Confucianism.

Fang Xiaoru's mind was in confusion, his face suddenly turned pale, and he vomited a large mouthful of blood.

"Damn it! Fang Shidao was so angry that King Su was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood!"

"What's going on here, it's obviously you who said you're not as good as King Su."

"No, I think it's because His Highness Prince Su doesn't understand morality and is cunning!"

Fang Xiaoru wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, looked at Zhu Tuo, and left slowly.

He never imagined that his profound knowledge could be compared to that of Zhu Tuo.

At this time, everyone looked at Zhu Tuo again and felt something different. The sunlight shone in from the window and dragged him out of a long shadow, like a philosopher thinking about his life.

Everyone saw Zhu Tuo standing with his hands behind his hands. He looked at the sunset in the distance and frowned slightly.

What on earth is King Su thinking?

Zhu Tuo shook his head and murmured: "Damn it!
Isn't school already over? "

Under Zhu Yuanzhang's instruction, Zhu Tuo purchased a house for him in the capital. When Zhu Tuo returned home, Lu Qing was directing his servants to move tables and chairs.

Lu Qing smiled and said, "Is your Majesty sleeping in the Imperial College today?"

Roar! "

"I had a fight with Fang Xiaoru. He lost and almost spit out a mouthful of blood. I think he wanted to accept me as his disciple."

Lu Qing listened to Zhu Tuo's nonsense and couldn't help but shook his head, thinking that Your Majesty is getting more and more outrageous. Fang Xiaoru is a famous scholar. When it comes to knowledge, you don't even have Fang Xiaoru's qualifications.

Wangfu.

"Master Fang hasn't seen you for three days, what's going on?" Zhu Yunzhi couldn't help but ask Huang Zicheng.

Huang Zicheng said: "I heard from people that Xizhi (Fang Xiaoru's pen name) has been having a fever for the past three days."

"What? Is Master Fang sick?" Zhu Yunzhi, the grandson of the Emperor, was startled when he heard the words, and then frowned: "Master Fang, you were still alive and kicking a few days ago. Why do you feel uncomfortable when you arrive at the Imperial College?"

Huang Zicheng shook his head: "I don't know either."

Zhu Yunxuan said to a young father-in-law next to him: "Bring me something, I want to see Master Fang."

Zhu Yunxuan came to the Fang family with congratulatory gifts. The layout of the Fang family was very simple, with only three rooms and nothing luxurious. Zhu Yunxuan couldn't help but sigh: "Master Fang is indeed an honest person."

Zhu Yunzhi came to the backyard and saw Fang Xiaoru lying on the bed with a bloodless face and his eyes closed to rest.

Zhu Yunzhi felt a pain in his heart and said anxiously: "Why is Master Fang's condition so serious?"

The servant said: "Mr. Fang went to the Imperial College to teach a class the day before yesterday. King Su fell asleep in the school. Mr. Fang scolded him and he had a dispute with King Su.

"and then?"

"Mr. Fang was so angry that he gasped for air. After returning home, he never woke up again. He looked at the roof in a daze and muttered something to himself.

No matter what kind of exercises, it’s like being possessed by a demon, I don’t understand. "

"How could Master Fang be so angered by King Su!"

Zhu Yunzhi became angry. He stood up suddenly and said seriously: "I want to have a good talk with him."

Zhu Yunwen walked towards the Imperial College angrily, and several invigilators he met along the way greeted him.

In their opinion, Emperor Sun was humble and polite, much better than the unruly king.

Zhu Yunnu walked to Zhu Tuo's classroom and pushed the door in. He saw that Zhu Tuo was already asleep. He was so angry that he ordered someone to wake Zhu Tuo up and shouted coldly: "Prince Su, why did the head of the Fang family offend you? Why did he do this?" Make him vomit blood?"

(End of this chapter)