Just in the Middle, You Told Me This is Journey to the West

Chapter 112

Furong Garden, inner garden!

Compared with the romantic affairs of the scholars in the outer garden, the celebrities in the inner garden of Furong Garden are more professional.

In their words, they are no longer at the same level as the scholars in the outer garden.

As celebrities in Qingzhou, they have to get rid of low-level and vulgar things, learn from the great Confucians of the past dynasties and ancient sages, worry about the country and the people, and care about the government affairs of the court. All ages will be peaceful.

So they despise those literati in the Outer Garden who only care about the affairs of the court and only know about romantic affairs, and even feel that they are not qualified to be called Confucian scholars.

At best, he is just a layman who has read a few books.

This is the chain of contempt.

As long as there are classes and circles, the chain of contempt is everywhere and exists everywhere.

Just as great Confucians look down on famous scholars, famous scholars look down on scholars, scholars look down on ordinary scholars, and scholars look down on warriors and ordinary people, etc.

It is precisely because of the existence of this chain of contempt that Qingzhou celebrities in the inner garden will never talk about the ladies and sisters in a certain building or a certain place.

Most of them were discussing the recent political affairs of the court, or lamenting that the emperor was blind in a helpless tone.

Well, the emperor is blind.

If it weren't for the fact that the emperor was blind, how could he have allowed those incompetent people to sit in the court, and let such a talented and famous person like himself live among the people?

Of course, if Li Shimin can cure his eye disease, see that he is a great talent, and visit the thatched cottage three times, please come out of the mountain to become a marquis and worship the prime minister to help the country.

Then I can reluctantly agree.

This is probably the most sincere thought in the hearts of ninety-nine percent of the celebrities in the world.

At this time, in the inner garden of Furong Garden, many Qingzhou celebrities were talking about a major event that happened in Chang'an City not long ago.

"The emperor is stupid, and the treacherous officials are harming the country!"

"It's the greatest honor of my Confucian scholars to praise officials and parade through the streets in Donghuamen. Now I am trampled by a Hu monk. This is a slap in the face of our scholars in the world!"

"The emperor is stupid, the treacherous ministers harm the country, the treacherous ministers harm the country..."

In the inner garden of Furong Garden, some famous Qingzhou scholars with gray beards beat their chests and feet, and lamented loudly.

Lamenting that the emperor is fatuous, and lamenting that treacherous ministers have harmed the country.

He only hated himself for not being able to be among those three generals, otherwise the dim court would surely be restored to light.

The "Monk Hu" in his mouth naturally refers to Chen Xuanzang.

Because the Buddhist gate in the world comes from the allusion of "Lao Zi went west and turned Hu into a Buddha", many literati and common people in the Central Plains called the monks in the temple Hu monks.

"Master Qian is right, the imperial court's move is tantamount to throwing the face of my generation of scholars on the ground for that humiliating monk to trample on, humiliating my Confucian scholar like this is really an insult to gentlemen.

I, Sun Chengzhi, once again made an oath that I would never step into the officialdom of the Tang Dynasty, and would not offer a plan for the Tang court. If I violated this oath, it would be worse than letting me, Sun Chengzhi, die. "

A scholar dressed as a middle-aged Confucian scholar swore to the sky and said angrily.

When other Qingzhou celebrities heard the words, they were also filled with indignation and fought against the enemy.

"Chengzhi, good job, I support you..."

"That's right, I, Zhang Xuan, also made an oath this time, even if I am poor and poor in this life, I will not become an official in the Tang Dynasty..."

"And I, Jia Yunzhu..."

"..."

For a moment, the entire Furong Garden inner garden seemed to be a swearing-in meeting.

One by one scolded "the emperor is stupid, treacherous ministers are harming the country", while swearing that they will be incompatible with the Tang court, even if they die, they will not serve the Tang Dynasty and serve Li Shimin.

Of course, there were also some celebrities who were unmoved, sitting in a corner and watching the farce in the field with cold eyes.

In a corner of the inner garden, two young scholars looked at the scene in the field and couldn't help smiling, as if they saw something funny.

That's right, in their eyes, everything in the arena is just a farce.

Don't look at how ruthless the celebrities in the field are swearing, if there is an imperial conscript and appointment, they are guaranteed to kneel faster one by one.

"Brother Yongchang, what do you think about the monk Hu in Chang'an City?"

One of the young scholars suddenly asked.

The young scholar named Brother Yongchang paused slightly after hearing the words, and then said after considering: "Buddhism is so powerful, maybe the imperial court also has unavoidable difficulties, so it has to do so."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head to look at his friends, his heart moved, and he asked, "Does Brother Wang know why?"

The brother Wang he spoke of was named Wang Jie, and he was born in the Langya Wang family.

Of course, Wang Jie is only a descendant of the offshoot of the Wang family of Langya, not the direct line of the main line, otherwise he would not be reduced to come to Qingzhou to study.

The Wang family of Langya, one of the seven clans and five surnames, is also one of the top aristocratic families in the Tang Dynasty.

Developed in the Cao Wei and Western Jin Dynasties, established in the early years of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and reached its peak period, there is a saying that "the king and the horse share the world!"

Of course, the Langya Wang family has a very long lineage. It is said that it came from the surname Ji. The earliest founder of the clan was Chengfu, Prince Sima of Qi State in the Spring and Autumn Period.

Prince Chengfu was the second son of King Huan of Zhou. He fled to Qi State to avoid the "Zike Rebellion".

During the period of Duke Huan of Qi, he was appointed as the Grand Sima of the State of Qi due to the recommendation of Guan Zhong. After the death of Duke Huan of Qi, the prince became a descendant of his father and continued to serve as the general of the State of Qi. This is the beginning of the Langya Wang Clan.

In the Tang Dynasty, the Langya Wang family was recognized as the family of poetry and etiquette for thousands of years. From the Eastern Han Dynasty to the present, it has cultivated dozens of prime ministers represented by Wang Ji, Wang Dao, and Wang Xizhi, as well as hundreds of literati and celebrities.

Although it is not the family of sages and sages left by the hundreds of schools of thought, it is better than the family of sages and sages, and is respected by the Confucian scholars of the Tang Dynasty.

Although Wang Jie is only a collateral descendant of the Wang family of Langya, Li Yongchang thinks he can't keep up with his flattery if he is well-informed.

So he really wanted to hear Wang Jie's opinion on Chang'an Hu Seng.

When Wang Jie heard Li Yongchang's question, he didn't answer immediately. Instead, he smiled and asked, "Brother Yongchang, do you remember any other changes in the Tang court before the incident of Chang'an Hu Seng?"

"Brother Wang said that the imperial court held a water and land conference and asked the state government to recommend eminent monks to go to Chang'an City?"

"It's not just this one thing!"

Wang Jie shook his head, and then said: "Brother Yongchang, have you forgotten that before the imperial court held the land and water conference, another major event happened in the world."

Hearing this, Li Yongchang pondered for a while, and then his face revealed a look of shock, "Brother Wang is talking about the disordered luck of the dynasties in the states?"

"Could it be that this matter was caused by Buddhism?"

Thinking of this, Li Yongchang was really shocked.

Not long ago, the luck of kings in the ten states and three hundred prefectures of the Tang Dynasty was in disorder, which lasted for seven days.

During this period, it is okay to say that Qingzhou City is a state capital and county. After all, even if the luck of the dynasty is disordered, it can still deter ghosts and gods. There are also imperial troops stationed there, and there are many strong people, so they are safe and sound.

However, the county towns below the county towns, and even villages and towns and pavilions are different.

Losing the deterrence of kingly luck, in less than six or seven days, many villages and towns were attacked by ghosts and ghosts, and became places where ghosts died.

There are even rumors that during the chaotic period of the dynasty, some county towns were breached, and tens of thousands of people in the city were eaten by monsters, and countless people were killed or injured.

"How dare?"

"How dare they?"

Li Yongchang couldn't believe it.

If the fate of the dynasty is really what the Buddhists say, doesn't it mean that they have a way to break the fate of the dynasty and surpass the Tang court?

But the imperial court has nothing to do with them, they can only compromise and let them coerce?

Is such a Datang still a Datang?

In this way, even if their scholars become Sangong generals, so what, don't they want to be ranked under Buddhism?

Thinking of this, Li Yongchang felt a little chilled.

Seeing Li Yongchang's unbelievable look, Wang Jie smiled lightly and said, "Actually, this matter is not a secret. Many aristocratic families know about it, such as Qian Kangping and Master Qian!"

Wang Jie looked at the old man who was stroking his beard and smiling meaningfully.

This Master Qian is not a simple person. Although he comes from a small family, his methods are not simple at all.

Not only has he become the most prestigious celebrity in Qingzhou Mansion, but he has somehow become connected with the owner of Furong Garden.

Therefore, he was able to become the host of the Furong Poetry Association and was sought after by many literati and celebrities.

After Li Yongchang heard Wang Jie's words, he couldn't help looking at Qian Kangping, who was supported by many Qingzhou celebrities in the center, and felt that his heart had once again suffered a huge blow.

"how is this possible?"

Li Yongchang didn't want to believe it, although he already believed it a little bit in his heart.

It’s just that he still couldn’t figure it out, if Qian Kangping already knew the truth about the monk Hu in Chang’an City at 513, why did he still denounce the “faintness of the emperor and the treacherous officials who misled the country” to mislead other literati?

Is it really just to make a name for yourself?

Faced with Li Yongchang's doubts, Wang Jie smiled lightly and said, "There is no one else, each is his master."

"Everyone is the master?"

Li Yongchang frowned again, wondering what Wang Jie meant by this?

Who is this "lord" referring to?

Is it another family leader, or is it a rebellious party and a foreign race?

Seeing Li Yongchang frowning, Wang Jie couldn't help showing a smile at the corner of his mouth, and was about to say something.

Suddenly, a lazy and charming sigh sounded in his ears.

"Little guy, you've talked too much today, and you've crossed the line."

"I'll give you three days to leave Qingzhou Mansion, or stay here forever!"

"If you really want to offend Miss Ben, there is no need for your Langya Wang family to continue to exist."

The faint and charming voice made one's heart feel like being scratched by a cat, itching unbearably.

However, after hearing this, Wang Jie couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Standing there without daring to move, his mind seemed to be plunged into boundless darkness.

"Brother Wang, Brother Wang?"