I, the queen and the father, start with a deer as a horse

Not just Chang'an City.

The entire Daqian, but the Wu Kingdom, Zhou Kingdom, and Yan Kingdom outside the Dagan are all very popular!

I heard that in less than half a year, hundreds of thousands of copies were sold.

Hundreds of thousands of copies!

How many people must have seen this confusing dross!

It's just... the ceremony is broken and the music is broken!

That treacherous prime minister, Fang Xiu, didn't even want his face in order to earn such a penny!

hateful!

It's abominable!

Cheng Zhengdao looked at the newspaper in his hand and thought about it more and more, and finally he couldn't restrain the anger in his heart, and smashed it on the table with a bang.

Biquge

"no!"

"The old man impeached by himself, and his words are light, His Majesty will definitely not take it seriously!"

"We need to find more people to impeach with this old man!"

"The old man doesn't believe it anymore, how can Dagan lose his etiquette!"

Chapter 165 Get the old man out of the Imperial College!

Although the matter of etiquette is not something that he, the Imperial College, should be involved in offering sacrifices to wine.

However, as the only few great Confucians in Daqian.

Cheng Zhengdao believes that in addition to studying Confucian classics and teaching Guozijian students, he should follow the teachings of sages and maintain the order of ritual and music.

We must not let those words of "promoting chaos" and "teaching robbers" spread among the people!

Think of this.

Cheng Zhengdao felt more and more that the burden on his shoulders was heavy, and a sense of mission emerged spontaneously.

He didn't hesitate any longer, got up and left Nuan Pavilion, intending to go to the yamen of the Ministry of Rites, find several ministers of the Ministry of Rites, and have a good discussion on how to impeach Fang Xiu, the treacherous prime minister who has brought disaster to the country and the people!

Just walked out of the warm pavilion.

The head-on will catch up with the bitter cold wind.

A chill swept over him, making him shiver uncontrollably.

Immediately afterwards, the students' discussions came from the side.

"It's not yet the beginning of winter, and the weather is so cold. I don't know why."

"The weather is unpredictable and it's normal. You just have to prepare in advance and buy more charcoal for storage. If you buy it later, the price will definitely rise."

When a taller student heard this, he looked helpless and sighed:

"You don't have to wait for a while. The servants of my family went to buy charcoal today, and the price has already risen to forty Wen a catty."

Another fatter student said in surprise:

"Forty Wen a catty, why not grab it?"

The tall student sighed:

"Hey... I heard that this charcoal is quite cumbersome to burn, and it's more expensive, but it's normal."

The overweight student said badly:

"It's all an excuse! It's nothing more than the charcoal seller's lust for profit, taking the opportunity to make huge profits!"

As soon as this word comes out.

The tall student fell into silence and said after a long time:

"Brother Liu hasn't read the latest issue of "Dagan Monthly" yesterday, has he?"

The fat student surnamed Liu was slightly taken aback, and replied, "I haven't seen it yet, what's the matter?"

"Bai Yushi wrote a poem a few days ago, and it was published on it, and he said it like a charcoal seller."

"Read and listen."

The tall student looked at him, and said word by word:

"The face is dusty and smoky, and the temples are gray and black.

Where can I get the money from selling charcoal?The clothes on the body and the food in the mouth.

Poor shirt is single, worrying about charcoal and wishing it will be cold.

A foot of snow outside the city at night, Xiao drove a charcoal cart through the ice ruts. "

Poor shirt is bare, worrying about charcoal and cheap wishing the weather is cold...

The fat student read it twice gently, with a look of trance in his eyes.

Immediately, his expression was a little ashamed, and he stopped talking.

He was born in a family, his father was the servant of the Ministry of Rites, even in Chang'an City, he lived a very wealthy life, he lived in a house that he had entered several times, grilled by charcoal fire, and opened his mouth with clothes and hands.

They treat the poor people living at the bottom with such malice, thinking that they are greedy for profit and making huge profits, but they never thought that they sell charcoal just for the clothes on their bodies.

"Bai Yushi is in a high position, but he is worried about the common people. Some time ago, he even donated all his salary for this year. It is really admirable."

"This poem is also very well done, and it makes people feel empathy when they hear it."

The tall student was talking, when he suddenly heard footsteps from the side.

The two turned their heads and saw a familiar figure.

Hurry up salute:

"Students have met Lord Jijiu!"

Cheng Zhengdao looked at them with deep eyes, waved his hands, and asked:

"The poem you read just now was published in Dagan Monthly?"

The tall student nodded and replied, "Yes."

Cheng Zhengdao was silent for a while, thinking of something, he frowned slightly, looked at the two of them, and asked calmly, "Do you also read the Dagan Monthly Daily?"

The two students looked at each other, they didn't quite understand the meaning of Master Jijiu's question, after thinking about it, they answered truthfully.

"Students only watch it occasionally."

Cheng Zhengdao frowned, and asked again: "In addition to poetry, can you read the script?"

The two students thought to themselves: The most attractive thing about Dagan Monthly is the storybook, what else can you read if you don't read the storybook.

He hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and replied:

"Occasionally."

In fact, I read it every day, and the content of every storybook and every issue has not been left behind.

The two of them were not the only ones immersed in these scriptures.

Throughout the Imperial College, older students watch it on weekdays.

Even a few doctors occasionally read it, and sometimes discussed the content with them.

Of course, these words must never be said in front of Lord Jijiu, or they will inevitably be reprimanded.

The two thought so.

Then I heard Lord Jijiu snorted coldly, and said coldly:

"You don't have enough time to study the classics of Confucian sages, how can you be so lazy and read those meaningless scriptures!"

The two reprimanded hurriedly saluted:

"Students know their mistakes!"

Cheng Zhengdao looked at them, feeling a cloud of anger welling up in his heart, and reprimanded angrily:

"In the past, there was no Dagan Monthly, and the students of Guozijian were all devoted to learning, studying Confucian classics assiduously, and comprehending the truth of sages!"

"Since this Daqian monthly magazine came out, let's see how tired and lazy you all look! It's simply deviant! Going astray!"

The two students wanted to refute that they only read the scripts in their spare time to relax. How could they be deviant and go astray?

But seeing Cheng Zhengdao so angry, he was afraid and dared not refute.

Cheng Zhengdao reprimanded him, still feeling uncomfortable, and said loudly:

"From today onwards, all the students of the Imperial Academy are not allowed to read the Dagan Monthly! If the old man finds out, I will expel the Imperial Academy immediately!"

The two students were slightly taken aback, they both showed astonishment, subconsciously looked at Cheng Zhengdao, and said in a low voice: "Just reading the script, it won't lead to the abolition of the Imperial College."

When Cheng Zhengdao heard this, he glared at them and said angrily:

"Guozijian is a place for the imperial court to cultivate outstanding talents who cultivate themselves and govern the country and the world!"

"If you don't concentrate on abolishing the Imperial College for scholars, why not?"

Hearing this, the two students were afraid of offending Lord Jijiu, so they didn't dare to speak anymore, they lowered their heads and said nothing.

Seeing this, Cheng Zhengdao wanted to say something more, but at this moment, a clear voice came from beside him.

"Students don't understand the relationship between self-cultivation, governing the country, and the world and the scriptures, and why they can't cultivate themselves, govern the country, and the world after reading the scriptures."

As soon as these words came out, the two students were both breathless and subconsciously looked behind them.

There.

A young man in a gray robe stood on the spot, holding a stone in his hand, looking towards this side with piercing eyes.

"It really is Qin Shouyang!"

"In the entire Imperial College, he is the only one who dares to ask such a question at this time!"

Cheng Zhengdao showed anger, and was about to lose his temper, when he turned his head and saw Qin Shouyang, but swallowed back the original scolding.

Frowning slightly, he said calmly:

"The sage said: After knowing things well, you will know them; if you know them, you will be sincere; if you are sincere, you will be sincere; if you have a righteous heart, you will cultivate yourself;

"If you are obsessed with the storybook, where will you find the time to delve into the classics of the saints? If you don't delve into the classics of the saints, how can you find them later?"

This sentence means that only by studying everything can we gain knowledge.

After acquiring knowledge, one can cultivate character, govern the country well, and make the world peaceful.

Qin Shouyang walked up to Cheng Zhengdao, with no expression on his face, and replied:

"Students don't agree with what the teacher said."

Cheng Zhengdao frowned even tighter, but he didn't reprimand, just looked at him.

Qin Shouyang continued: "Students, remember, Mr. once said that everything in the world has a reason. If so, why can we only know it by studying the classics of sages? Isn't the storybook not all things? Is there no reason in the storybook?"

Hearing this, Cheng Zhengdao was slightly taken aback, and was about to say something, but before he could speak, he heard Qin Shouyang eloquently say:

"Sir, you should know that students are investigating things, and students are also investigating this script, such as "Water Margin", there is a reason for it.

Song Jiang's behavior allows students to understand the way that a gentleman must be modest, and the story of Lu Junyi allows students to understand what is the virtue of wealth.

In addition, everything described in the scriptures also corresponds to what the sage said, water can carry a boat, and it can also overturn it..."

Qin Shouyang was still eloquent.

Cheng Zhengdao finally couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, and scolded:

"What nonsense!"

"Don't see, don't listen to, don't speak, don't move... This is the way of a gentleman, but what is written in the Water Margin?

Among other things, let's just say that Wu Song, who is clearly a bloodthirsty man without a king and husband, has been molded into a heroic image. Isn't this to confuse the foolish people and lure them into evil? "

"The sage said: The country will lose its way, and heaven will send out disasters first to condemn it..."

"In my opinion, the reason why this year's winter is so cold is because Fang Xiu's treacherous connivance of Dagan Monthly, which promotes chaos, has caused God's wrath!"