Chapter 188: People are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of bumping into each other
It was still early, and out of curiosity, Zhu Pingan leaned against the stone, took out two new books, and started reading them casually.
"Zhaijiao Qingci Jing" can be said to be an encyclopedia of Qingci. It is thick and thick. After flipping through it for a while, I gained a general understanding of Qingci although it was still unclear. I really didn’t know that Emperor Jiajing had any meaning in writing these misty things every day. Zhu Pingan curled his lips and put the "Zhaijiao Qingci Jing" into his school bag, and took out another book "Chuan Xilu".
The biographies are very obscure, and it will definitely be difficult for ordinary people to understand. However, Zhu Pingan has an advantage that many people in this era do not have, and that is thousands of years of historical accumulation. Tens of millions of people have helped him study Wang Yangming's ideas for hundreds of years. Based on the foundation of his predecessors, he can get twice the result with half the effort by understanding it.
“There is no good or disgusting body, there are good and evil actions, knowing good and evil is conscience, doing good and eliminating evil is observing things.”
Zhu Ping'an leaned against the stone while reading the biography and reciting it softly.
This is the four-line formula for learning by heart. To read Wang Yangming’s books, you must cooperate with his careful study of the four-line teaching in Tianquanqiao. However, these four-line formula are only known to a very small number of Wang Yangming’s true disciples in this dynasty. But Zhu Pingan is an exception. He has seen it before.
Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but be immersed in "The Record of Biography". This book seemed to have opened another world. In this world, Wang Yangming left a code to fight against the world. He was very interested in the world that Wang Yangming built in the book , different people may have different interpretations, different understandings, and obtain certain skills, but only those who truly understand this code can obtain the skills to fight against the world.
The autumn wind sweeps away the fallen leaves, and the fallen leaves chase the autumn wind.
By the time Zhu Ping'an came back to his senses from "The Record of Biography", the entire forest had become a carnival place for wind and fallen leaves.
After patting the fallen leaves blown by the wind and plucking off the fallen leaves sticking to his face, Zhu Pingan stood up from the stone, flicked the fallen leaves at his feet, put the book into his diagonal school bag, and carried the black wooden board to the Walk in the direction of the inn.
There were people coming and going on the street. Zhu Pingan walked slowly among the crowd with a black wooden board under his arm, recalling Yangming Xinxue as he walked. He looked like a nerd, and seemed a little out of place compared to the people around him.
While Zhu Pingan was walking forward slowly, a carriage rolled up from behind. Pedestrians on the road dodged when they saw this, but Zhu Pingan was immersed in his own world and did not notice the person coming from behind. carriage.
"Hey, hey, hey, that poor scholar in front of you, get out of the way quickly, you are irresponsible if you get hit and killed."
The carriage is extremely luxuriously decorated and has a logo, and the driver is a A fat man with a sinewy face, wearing clothes with family branding, pulled the horse's reins, waved his whip, and yelled at Zhu Ping'an.
Poor scholar?
Are you talking about me?
Zhu Pingan stopped and turned around to see the carriage pulling the reins to stop its momentum in the distance, as well as the fat man on the carriage waving a whip and yelling at him.
"You poor scholar, you are looking for death. Didn't you see that it's the carriage from Mr. Zhao's house? You don't know whether to live or die!"
The fat man had a fierce look on his face and waved his riding whip as if he was about to swing it. .
"Young man, if a hero doesn't suffer the immediate consequences, get out of the way." Passers-by persuaded Zhu Pingan to get out of the way, as if they were quite afraid of this carriage.
Zhu Pingan bowed his hands to the people around him who were trying to persuade him, but he still stood there with no intention of moving. After thanking the people around him, Zhu Pingan turned around and looked at the fat man who bullied others, and said lightly: , "I think you must look both ways when you are on the road. Be careful not to get hit."
"Why? What do you mean?" the fat man driving the car asked with a fierce look.
"It's very simple. People are afraid of being famous, but pigs are afraid of being bumped into!" Zhu Ping'an said lightly with the corner of his mouth raised.
Pigs are afraid of being hit!
The people around him heard the meaning of Zhu Ping'an's accentuated words and burst into laughter.
The fat man was stunned for a long time before he realized that Zhu Pingan was laughing at him for being like a pig, so he became furious and jumped off the carriage. He flattened his sleeves, revealing his arms as thick as Zhu Pingan's thighs, and looked at him. It will take every minute for Zhu Ping'an to understand the meaning of a scholar meeting a soldier.
"The Laws of the Ming Dynasty, Book 4 of the Criminal Chapter. If the common people insult the members of the living, it is an insult to the gentlemen, and they will be punished with ten sticks and a fine of three coins of silver."
" "Da Ming Code", Book 9 of the Criminal Chapter Miscellaneous criminals and common people who humiliate living members are disrespectful and should be punished with thirty rods and shackles. Three days, and a fine of one tael of silver.” In the cold and freezing northern regions, cowhide boots with straight seams are allowed, and offenders will be punished with death.”
"Your Excellency is neither a noble nor a distinguished person. The leather boots you are wearing are, oh, still made of cowhide. Well, let me think about it. What is the crime of destroying farm cattle privately?"
Zhu Ping'an looked at the menacing demand. He beat himself up like a fat man with a bruised nose and face, and looked at him calmly. Every time he took a step, Zhu Pingan said a crime. When he mentioned the last one, the fat man's momentum had long since died out, and it was replaced by Cold sweat on forehead.
"You're lucky today!"
The fat man said his words in a stern voice, got into the carriage, and drove the carriage around Zhu Ping'an in a dejected manner, and drove away.
When the fat man drove the carriage away in despair, Zhu Ping'an also shook his head slightly, and walked slowly towards the inn with the black wooden board under his arm.
"Oh, this young man is really amazing."
"No, I was sweating for him on the side. That's Liu Er in Mr. Zhao's house. He uses his power to bully others. This This time it was a lesson to him.”< br>
"What's that big of a deal? He's just a nerd who's stupid about reading."
After the fat man and Zhu Pingan left, people looked at Zhu Pingan's slow figure and whispered, There was a lot of discussion.
The voices of the crowd's discussions reached Zhu Pingan's ears scatteredly. Zhu Pingan slowly raised the corners of his lips. If he hadn't seen the carriage braking in the distance, he wouldn't have stood there motionless. ; If he hadn’t looked at how fat the fat man was, he would definitely not have been able to outrun him in this crowded crowd. He alone would not have dared to leave the carriage and chase him. He would not have stood there stupidly and said anything to him. What's the point?
Returning to the inn, Zhu Pingan found that there were a few more people in the inn than yesterday. They should be students who came to take the scientific examination today. Each of these people are wearing student uniforms, and they feel as if they are superior to others. With their leering eyes, they are all inferior. They are only good at reading, let alone scholars. After several years of hard work, they have gained something, and now they are moving towards the ruling class. Understandable.
After Zhu Pingan came in, these scholars were a little surprised to see that Zhu Pingan was wearing student uniforms at a young age, especially Zhu Pingan, who was dressed simply and looked like he was from a poor family.
Zhu Ping'an bowed his hands to them from afar, then continued walking inside with the black wooden board under his arm. When passing by the counter, he said hello to the shopkeeper who was settling accounts, and then went to his room upstairs. Go.
"Why should we treat each other politely with such a stinky person? It is really insulting to politeness."
The scholars sitting in the distance saw Zhu Ping'an greeting the shopkeeper. He couldn't help but look sideways and shook his head, and he didn't treat Zhu Pingan as he did before. He felt that Zhu Pingan was a petty person and could never become a great person. (End of chapter)