At the beginning, Qin Shi Huang traveled to my home

“Secondly, the family property is divided to protect Wang Zhengyi’s property.

The property was divided in the presence of Wang's disciples, his wife, members of the Wang family, and local officials.

And at Huang Wan's request, Huang Wan's custody was first determined.

In addition, there were three contracts for the division of property belonging to Wang Zhengyi, one for the clan, one for Zhang's mother and son, and one for the fosterer Huang Wan.

When Wang Zhengyi comes of age, the property will be given to him.

This move also greatly protected Wang Zhengyi's inheritance rights.

Alas, Wang's disciples and Huang Wan have also put a lot of effort into this. It was originally a family matter, but now it has become like that. Alas," Li Wu shook his head and sighed.

Wang Yangming wiped away his tears and felt very upset.

"In September of the 39th year of the Jiajing reign, Zhang asked the court to show sympathy to the Saint Wang. Perhaps it was because of the disciples of the Wang family, or perhaps it was because Emperor Shizong himself felt guilty, so he allowed Wang Zhengyi to be a student of the Imperial Academy.

In November, Emperor Shizong of the Ming Dynasty appointed Wang Zhengyi as the deputy captain of the left base of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

Your grandson, Saint Wang, that is, Wang Chengxue, the son of Wang Zhengyi, is a student of the Imperial Academy.

And your adopted son, Wang Zhengxian, was once appointed as the chief ceremonial officer of the royal palace because of his meritorious service in donating chestnuts.

In the 45th year of Jiajing, after Emperor Muzong of the Ming Dynasty ascended the throne, Saint Wang was finally rehabilitated at the request of Wang's disciples, the chief minister Xu Jie and others.

Saint Wang, you were posthumously conferred the title of Marquis of Xinjian and given the posthumous name Wencheng.

Later, your newly created earldom was restored, and passed down to your descendants.

The title of Xinji Earl, which had been discontinued for more than 40 years, has finally returned to the hands of your descendants, Saint Wang.

Of course, Wang’s disciples also made great efforts in this regard.

They have never given up on redressing Saint Wang and always believed in you, Saint Wang."

Wang Yangming was so moved when he heard this that he stood up and bowed in front of him, saying, "Boan would like to thank you all for your help."

The Wang Sect disciples in front of the sky curtain shook their heads and shouted, "No, no, no, no." How could the teacher worship them?

This is absolutely not allowed.

"Saint Wang, please sit down," Li Wu also stood up and asked Wang Yangming to sit down.

"Saint Wang, you have established virtues, made achievements, and made great contributions in your life, and you have finally become a saint.

After your death, Saint Wang, the School of Mind was continuously developed and promoted by your disciples and became a prominent school of thought of the generation.

Saint Wang, your thoughts are popular in China, the Korean Peninsula, Southeast Asia and other places.

Countless politicians, thinkers and people of noble character and lofty ideals regard you, Saint Wang, as your spiritual idol and pay homage to Yangming's Philosophy of Mind.

Saint Wang, you did it, your dream came true. This is the end of my story about you, Saint Wang. Here is your little story about you, Saint Wang. "Wang Yangming wanted to be a saint, and he finally succeeded. Who knows how much effort and hardship he put in?

"Please tell me, little immortal," Wang Yangming had wiped away his tears and had a smile on his face. Hearing that he had achieved such an achievement, what else could he be dissatisfied with?

But, alas, it’s a pity for the child.

Things that are happening now have not happened yet, but he knows that things will definitely be different, and his future path will be different.

"Now let me tell you a little story about you, Saint Wang.

Seniors, please don't be polite. Come eat. We will go out to play later. I promise to satisfy the three seniors," Li Wu raised her chin, looking a little proud. She had already thought about where to go.

The three of them couldn't help but become curious. They were naturally very curious about the future.

"I wonder where we are going on this trip, little immortal?" Confucius asked.

Li Wu smiled and said, "This is your hobby, Kong Fuzi. Let's go racing."

The three of them looked at each other. Could this racing car be similar to their horse racing?

"It's actually just a very small racing track. Adults and children can play there. It's not very dangerous." If it were a large-scale racing track, it would require professional racers. People like them who are not even amateurs would never dare to play there. It would be better for them to just watch.

They could only play racing cars that even children could play. It was too dangerous. Li Wu didn't dare to take her ancestors to play, and she herself didn't dare to play it.

"I see. That sounds quite interesting," Confucius was already impatient. He loved archery and chariot driving the most.

So I am quite interested in this car of later generations.

"Now let me tell you a little story about Saint Wang.

It is said that your disciple Wang Ji, Saint Wang, was bold and unrestrained when he was young.

He goes in and out of bars and casinos every day.

Saint Wang, you have wanted to get to know him for a long time, but there has never been any chance.

So Saint Wang ordered his disciples to practice various gambling skills, singing and drinking every day.

Then he sent a disciple to secretly follow Wang Ji to a tavern.

Tell Wang Ji that he wants to make a bet with him.

Wang Ji said with some disdain: Do corrupt scholars also gamble?

Your disciple, Saint Wang, said: We gamble every day under your tutelage.

This shocked Wang Ji, and he asked to see Saint Wang.

After meeting you, Saint Wang, Wang Ji immediately expressed his willingness to be your disciple.

Wang Ji eventually became the founder of the "Zhejiang School" among the seven schools of Wang's school.

Who would have thought that Saint Wang would do this when recruiting a disciple? This disciple is indeed not easy to recruit," Li Wu covered his mouth and laughed, but he was not wrong about the person, this Wang Ji was definitely capable.

Wang Yangming also laughed.

"It is indeed difficult to accept this disciple. Confucius, are you right?" Wang Yangming asked Confucius, and Confucius nodded, "Indeed."

"Once, Saint Wang, you saw a monk sitting in a temple.

According to insiders, this monk has been sitting in meditation without speaking or seeing for three years.

Saint Wang, you just smiled and walked around the monk a few times, just like what a Taoist priest would do before catching a ghost.

Finally, Saint Wang, you stood in front of the monk, looked at him carefully, and suddenly shouted, "What is this monk talking about all day? What is he watching all day?"

This sentence is the legendary Zen wisdom of Zen monks.

The so-called Zen clues are to use words, actions or things containing secrets to imply the teachings, allowing the recipient to gain enlightenment.

I don’t know whether it was your Zen wisdom, Saint Wang, that touched the monk or your loud voice, Saint Wang, that scared the monk.

In short, the monk opened his eyes in panic and exclaimed, "Ouch!"

Saint Wang, you stared at the monk and asked: Who else is at home?

The monk replied: And my old mother.

Saint Wang, you asked again: Do you miss her?

The monk remained silent. There was absolute silence, so quiet that you could hear the sound of sweat on his head.

Finally, the monk broke the silence and said in a guilty tone: How can I not miss you!

"Saint Wang, what were you thinking at that time?" Li Wu couldn't help laughing, and she could even picture the scene in her mind.

Several pairs of eyes looked at him. Wang Yangming felt guilty and coughed twice, saying, "Just curious."

The others were speechless. Well, if they were them, they would also be a little curious.

"Saint Wang, I will only tell you these two stories. Actually, there are many more. I won't finish them all, or I won't know when I will finish talking."