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   Chapter 59 058 [Fashion boss]

"Snapped!"

   Before Zheng Zhongkui finished reading the article, someone in the private room next door patted the table: "Well written, men and women should be equal, good and bad should be equal too!"

   Immediately, this person pushed the door and came out, shouting cheerfully: "Who is Zhao Ziyue? Come and drink three hundred cups!"

  Zhao Han looked up to the second floor and was startled.

  I saw this person wearing a Confucian shirt, neither the standard blue and white, nor the green that failed the scientific examination. Instead...pink as the base, and bright red, purple, green, and yellow as embellishments.

   It looks like a humanoid peacock wearing a Confucian shirt!

  Looking at its headgear again, although the small golden crown is fancy, it is still within the normal range. But the hairpin passing through the crown is actually inlaid with pearls and jade, and it walks like a woman's gait.

  Raising his hand and flicking it, the folding fan unfolded, and pictures of ladies were impressively drawn on the fan.

  In the Ming Dynasty, there were also big men in women's clothing?

   Well, it’s not really women’s clothing, strictly speaking, it’s neither male nor female.

  Zhao Han paced up to the second floor, cupped his hands and said, "My servant, Zhao Han, dare to ask your son's name."

  Seeing Zhao Han's tender face, this person couldn't help frowning: "Zhao Ziyue is so young?"

  Zhao Han asked back: "Your Excellency, you can wear different clothes, so you can't be young?"

  The man was stunned for a moment, then laughed, cupped his fists and said, "Fei Ruyi, with Changhuai, just came back from Suzhou. My outfit is very fashionable in Suzhou."

   "How many cross-dressers are there in Suzhou?" Zhao Han was quite surprised.

  Fei Ruyi said triumphantly: "Not only Suzhou, Su Song Chang Lake, there are many people in different clothes!"

  The society at the end of Ming Dynasty was very deformed.

  The north is hell, and the people suffer from food and clothing; the south is like heaven, where fashion has been born.

  On the one hand, many women are martyred by their husbands because their thoughts are imprisoned;

  Where there is oppression, there is resistance.

  Where there is confinement, there is presumptuousness.

  The slogan of equality in all industries was chanted by Wang Gen a long time ago, a hundred years ago.

  The slogan of equality between men and women was uttered by Li Zhi a long time ago, fifty years ago.

  Wang Gen and Li Zhi are both disciples and grandchildren of Wang Yangming.

  Nowadays, Zhao Han advocates the equality of all, but added the phrase "good and bad are equal".

  As long as the rebellion is not publicized, let alone the central court, even the local government is too lazy to take care of it.

  If Zhao Han becomes famous, he may even receive an official lecture invitation.

  …

  Zheng Zhongkui put down the magazine, thoughtful.

  Fei Yuanlu picked it up and looked at it. He was very angry immediately, and said angrily: "Heretics, so arrogant, how dare you call yourself Zhao Zi!"

  Zheng Zhongkui smiled back, neither agreeing nor refuting.

  Fei Yuanlu quickly rushed out of the private room, stood in the aisle and shouted: "Which one is Zhao Ziyue?"

  Zhao Han was talking to Fei Ruyi, when he heard the words, he turned around and bowed: "I report to the head of the mountain, the student is Zhao Ziyue."

  Fei Yuanlu immediately had an impression: "Are you Fei Meizhong's adopted son and Pang Weiran's student?"

   "It's a great honor for the head of the mountain to remember the students." Zhao Han responded calmly.

  Fei Yuanlu scolded: "Don't advocate fallacies and heresies, take them all and burn them!"

   Before Zhao Han could speak again, Fei Ruyi suddenly stepped forward: "Grandfather's words are wrong..."

   "The fee is like sugar!"

   Before he finished talking about this, Fei Yuanlu exploded, and roared: "What the **** are you wearing? Go home and change into something decent!"

   Well, it turned out to be the grandfather and grandson.

  Fei Ruyi was not afraid at all, and deliberately turned around twice, showing off his beautiful clothes, and said with a playful smile: "Grandfather doesn't know, this beautiful dress is also very beautiful, and Suzhou talents often wear it."

"Nonsense," Fei Yuanlu was almost dizzy, and cursed, "You shameless bastard, you said you were going to Jiangzuo to study, and after swimming for a few years, you couldn't even pass the exam, so you just learned these shit? ...I... I will beat you to death!"

  Fei Ruyi raised his hand to block the old punch, and argued with reason: "Grandfather, don't mess with ethics. If you become my father, how will my father deal with himself?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

   Instantly the whole room burst into laughter.

   But the diners on the first floor, who have been paying attention to the aisle on the second floor, are amused by the grandpa and grandson at this moment.

  Hearing laughter, Fei Yuanlu stopped immediately.

  He pretended to be nonchalant, straightened his clothes to hide his embarrassment, and yelled in a low voice: "Go into the room and say, both of you come in!"

  Fei Yuanlu returned to the private room first, Zhao Han and Fei Ruyi could only follow.

  Zheng Zhongkui got up and bowed, and the two hurriedly returned the salute. Since Fei Yuanlu was present, it was inconvenient to communicate too much.

Fei Ruyi was still confused, pulling at his clothes and saying, "Grandfather, this dress is gorgeous in color, and it's very expensive to dye. It can't be done by ordinary dyeing workshops. If you watch your grandson wear it for a few days, you will definitely feel that it is too expensive." It's pleasing to the eye."

  Fei Yuanlu couldn't hold back his anger, and growled, "You bastard, can you wear this yellow and purple?"

  Fei Ruyi shook the folding fan lightly, and said with a smile: "The sky is high and the emperor is far away, the government doesn't care, so grandfather doesn't have to worry about it."

   "Also," Fei Yuanlu pointed at his grandson's head, "What's the matter with your hairpin? Don't learn anything else, but dress like a woman!"

  Fei Ruyi explained: "Grandpa misunderstood, this is not a woman's dress, but a fashionable dress in Suzhou."

  Fashion refers to fashion.

  Fashionable, refers to cutting-edge talents.

  Fei Yuanlu couldn't hold back his anger, and roared sharply: "Suzhou, the land of evildoers!"

  Fei Ruyi muttered, "The clock in my grandfather's study seems to be made in Suzhou."

"Shut up!"

  Fei Yuanlu was short of breath, but at least he didn't die of anger on the spot.

  Zhao Han looked out the window, pursed his lips and suppressed a smile.

  Zheng Zhongkui looked down at the magazine, and he had already seen the second section "On Liaodong".

   "On Liaodong" belongs to the column series, and the author is signed "Liaodong Piff". The first issue does not talk about major principles, but only introduces the origin of the Liaodong Tartars, starting with Li Chengliang's attack on Wang Gao, and refute Nurhachi's "seven major hatreds" one by one.

   Zheng Zhongkui, like most Ming people, did not know the origin of the Liaodong Tartars. After reading this article, he finally had a clear context.

  He wants to make friends with "Liaodong people"!

   "嗙!"

   But Fei Yuanlu couldn't help but smashed out a plate, which smashed his grandson's forehead, and then the plate hit the wall and shattered.

  Fei Ruyi touched his forehead and found that it was bleeding, and immediately exclaimed: "It's going to be disfigured!"

  Fei Yuanlu yelled: "Go home and think about your mistakes behind closed doors!"

  Fei Ruyi ran out of the private room quickly, but instead of going home to think about her mistakes, she went to a doctor for treatment, fearing that her beautiful forehead would leave a scar.

  Fei Yuanlu was still angry, pointing at Zhao Han: "You are a mere child, how dare you call yourself Zhao Zi?"

  Zhao Han replied innocently, "Shan Zhang, the student did not call himself Zhao Zi, the signature of the article is Zhao Ziyue."

   "What's the difference?" Fei Yuanlu asked.

Zhao Han explained: "If you sign Zhao Zi, you are overstepping a sage. If you sign Zhao Ziyue, you are yearning for a sage. The student's surname is Zhao, and Ziyue comes from "The Analects of Confucius". For respect, always keep in mind the words of Confucius."

  Fei Yuanlu laughed angrily: "He is a sharp-tongued boy with a sharp tongue. Then tell me why you violate the Confucian principles and write something like 'all people in the world are created equal'?"

"The article has made it very clear. Since the head of the mountain still wants to ask, I am afraid that many students in the academy also have questions," Zhao Han said with a wicked smile. Take a look, and write down any questions you have. Let’s make an appointment, and the students will go to Hanzhu Mountain to accept questions from many teachers and classmates.”

  Zheng Zhongkui, who was reading a magazine, suddenly looked up at Zhao Han, thinking that this kid is really fat.

   This is to fight against the Confucianists, spread ideas to Hanzhu Mountain, sell magazines to Hanzhu Mountain, and make a big reputation by the way.

  Fei Yuanlu seemed to think of something, and his angry expression disappeared, replaced by a smile: "You are so brave, I will grant you, it depends on whether you can bear it!"

   "How about three days later?" Zhao Han selected the date.

   "Yes," Fei Yuanlu reminded again, "No matter whether the debate wins or loses, you will inevitably be criticized and become the target of public criticism. Do you know that?"

  Zhao Han clasped his hands and said, "So do what you want."

  In the middle and late Ming Dynasty, people were not afraid of deviant traditions.

  While thousands of people criticize, there will also be countless people who admire. Wang Gen and Li Zhi came here in this way.

   Li Zhi was arrested and imprisoned. Propaganda of cutting-edge ideas is just a pretext. There are three real reasons:

  First, Li Zhi wrote articles attacking Geng. He used to be a teacher in the Geng family's private school, and he was invited by Geng Tingli, so he fell out with the Geng family somehow.

  Secondly, Feng Yingjing is a fan of Li Zhi. Fans asked to meet their idol several times, but Li Zhi was unwilling to meet him, because of his bad reputation. From then on, Feng Yingjing held a grudge and turned from a fan into a black fan.

  Thirdly, Li Zhi got close to Matteo Ricci in his later years and absorbed a lot of Christian thought, so he got into trouble with many scholars.

  Thus, Geng's directional disciple, Feng Yingjing, and the Donglin Party (which had not yet formed a party at the time), joined forces to persecute Li Zhi and put him in prison.

  Even so, Emperor Wanli didn't want to do anything to him, but ordered Li Zhi to be escorted back to his hometown. Li Zhi didn't want to go back to his hometown and lose face, and because he was old and sick, he was afraid of dying of illness on the way back to Fujian, so he committed suicide directly in prison.

  Based on Li Zhi's lessons learned, Zhao Han tried his best not to engage in fixed-point attacks, and it was safer to open a map gun than to offend a villain.

  But Fei Yuanlu said that after leaving the restaurant, his anger had disappeared, and he happily went to the county to meet the boss. He wanted to take this opportunity to make a name for Hanzhu Academy and impress that boss deeply.

  In Fei Yuanlu's eyes, the outcome of the debate doesn't matter, and Zhao Han is just a tool.

   To Zhao Han, Fei Yuanlu is also a tool man.

  Using each other for the sake of fame, who cares about his etiquette?

  (end of this chapter)