Chapter 4855 The drunkard’s intention
If only yin does not arise, if only yang does not grow, this is called the way of heaven.
Deposing hundreds of schools of thought and only respecting Confucianism played a decisive role in the unification of culture at a certain moment, and historical achievements cannot be denied. However, blindly condoning, relying on, and even favoring Confucianism's "self-centeredness" will form a shackles on social development. Confucianism will nip all doctrines other than his own in the bud and seal the entire society in place to facilitate his rule.
The reason why Confucianism can stand out in the "Hundred Schools of Thought Contest" is not only because it is beneficial to the ruling class, but also because of the excellence of its theory. However, as the "exclusive respect for Confucianism" has developed over thousands of years, its core has already changed from being inclusive and in line with the times. Jujin has become "ruling for the sake of ruling", willing to become the lackeys of the ruling class because they themselves have become the ruling class...
Fortunately, in this era, Confucian scholars have not yet been imprisoned or blocked by Confucianism. Their eyes are still watching the world, their blood has not yet cooled, their thoughts are still pursuing progress, and they will not regard anything other than Confucianism as Things are regarded as "heresies"...
The Confucians of this era were powerful and proud. They welcomed "heresies" to challenge them, and then either surrendered, absorbed, or destroyed them until only themselves were left in the world.
Yan Silu stood in front of the crusher for a long time. He didn't know whether he was observing why the corn kernels turned into crumbs when they came out of the opening below, or whether he was thinking about Fang Jun's words. After a long time, he nodded and pointed. Pointing to the bags filled with corn crumbs piled aside, he said to a servant behind him: "Take a bag and eat this when we go back at night."
When people are young, they don’t know what propriety, justice and shame are, and they often feel shameless; when they get old, they have already understood etiquette, justice and integrity, and they become more shameless and shameless; as long as they live in the middle years, they take propriety, justice and integrity too seriously and would rather suffer than lose. face.
The old man thought the corn crumbs were very good, so he took them away without asking Fang Jun for them, and he didn't care whether Fang Jun gave them to him or not.
"At the age of seventy, one should follow one's heart and do not break the rules." It's not that he doesn't follow the rules, but that the rules are all in his heart. No one thinks that he doesn't follow the rules. This is the state of life...
Of course, Fang Jun would not refuse to give. To have someone like Yan Silu come and take away a bag of corn was something that all the nobles in Chang'an City dreamed of, so he quickly called the other servants of the Yan family and asked them to get more. Get some bags.
However, when he helped the old man come out of the rice mill, he still warned him: "The texture of corn is hard and it is difficult to soften even if it is cooked for a long time. The old man's gastrointestinal function is not good and he must not eat too much. Just try it. It's better to eat more." Eat something easy to digest, otherwise if something goes wrong because of eating corn crumbs, I will become a sinner of the Tang Dynasty and will be punished by the Confucian scholars in the world!"
"Haha, your second roommate is also scared?"
Snow powder was still flying in the sky, but there was no wind in the mountains and it was not cold at all. The old man was in high spirits and waved his hand for the bullock cart to follow. He walked slowly along the mountain road with Fang Jun's support.
Fang Jun had not walked freely in the mountains for a long time. He only felt that the air was cold and the snow was vast, which was very comfortable: "Whether you are afraid or not depends on your own heart. When you have a clear conscience, you can talk and laugh calmly and be calm even if a thousand people say it. But if you do If you feel guilty about something you have done wrong, you will naturally feel sad when you meet others.”
"Huh? At such a young age, your level is actually not low."
Yan Silu turned to look at him, slightly surprised: "Your father is good at strategizing, but because of his rigorous nature, he is always scheming, and his level is just that. You are better than your father. He is able to find new ways and pursue the way of the world with extraordinary skills and tricks. He is also able to be inclusive and open-minded, and deserves the praise of the outstanding people in the world."
"Oh, you can just say this here. Don't say it in front of others. This junior is ashamed."
"Do you still know how to be humble? There are many advantages."
"It's really not modesty. The younger generation has only gained a little on the small path of studying nature. It is far away from the real 'investigation of things to achieve knowledge'. In Confucianism, it is not even a sentence of 'the last learner'. I also have it in my life." There is no limit to knowledge, and there is no limit to learning. ”
Yan Silu became more and more surprised and simply stopped: "Have you also studied Zhuangzi? It's amazing. But there is something puzzling to me. My father once said, 'Teach a woman when she first comes to teach a baby', which means that children should be educated from the time they are babies. At the beginning, the baby has no independent consciousness at that time. As long as he implements correct thoughts, he will easily become a talented person. If he waits for him to grow up If you try to educate yourself later, if you often have conflicting thoughts and rebellious intentions, it will be too late by then. But when you were young, you were arrogant and unlearned, and when you were young, you suddenly changed completely. How can we teach you to walk on the right path, have a pure heart, and love the people like a son? ”
Yan Silu was very puzzled by Fang Jun's life trajectory. There is such a thing as "the prodigal son turning back", but the fact that "gold cannot be exchanged" shows that the probability of it happening is extremely low, and what's more, "Fang Er gave a hammer" in the first place "
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The name "Chang'an Pest" is well-known far and wide. Because he and Fang Xuanling were colleagues, he also paid attention to it. He felt that this child must be useless and would never have any future.
The Yan family is not only the best in Confucianism, but also second to none in terms of experience in education. After all, it is the first family in the world to give birth to "Family Instructions". How can it be possible to turn things around and change things with a child he considers "waste"? Waste into treasure?
But the facts made him have strong doubts about the education method he had learned all his life. This "waste" child not only "turned waste into treasure", but even turned into a rare treasure that shines brightly and is unique in the world...
He felt that there must be something unknown happening, which led to Fang Jun's completely different life trajectory.
Fang Jun laughed when he heard this. This was not the first time someone had asked him something like this. What else could he say?
"I am a bright pearl, which has been locked up by the dust for a long time. Once the dust is gone, the light shines through thousands of mountains and rivers... Maybe my mind was blinded by the dust in the past, but suddenly it opened up one day by chance..."
"Haha..."
Yan Silu glanced at Fang Jun: "These four Buddhist verses are pretty good. Where did you hear them?"
"Would you believe it if I said that someone could hear it in my sleep?"
Yan Silu was annoyed, reached out and patted Fang Jun on the back of the head, and said dissatisfied: "You bastard, you are taking advantage of me for fun, right? Believe it or not, when your father comes back to Chang'an someday, I will file a lawsuit and let your father take the family home." I can’t deal with you?”
Fang Jun laughed: "That will disappoint you. In our family, my mother is more powerful than the family..."
"Hey! You bastard, you're planning on your own mother, right?"
He laughed as he said it. "The wife is afraid of his wife" is not a sarcastic comment at the moment, but it is a good talk. Who doesn't want to have a good wife who comes from a noble family, who is also a good wife who manages the family well and adheres to principles?
That was a strange woman that even Emperor Taizong praised and respected...
The old man and the young man walked along the mountain road for a while. Although Yan Silu was in good spirits, he was too old and weak in physical strength. After a few steps, he stopped panting, rushed behind and waved his hand for the bullock cart to come up, and then said to him Fang Jun said: "Okay, it's boring to accompany this old man like me. I have to go back, otherwise the evildoers in my family will come out of the city to look for me again."
I don’t know how shocked it would be for outsiders to hear that Brother Yan Shigu was called an “evil obstacle”...
Fang Jun said respectfully: "Then you might as well come to the Zhuangzi for a stroll in your free time. It's snowing today and the weather is wrong. If the weather is good and it's market day, the Zhuangzi will be very lively, with everything to eat and play."
Yan Silu put his hands on his hands and smiled and said: "I am an old man with a strong yin spirit. I like lively places the most, so I will go shopping when the weather is nice."
When the bullock cart arrived, Fang Jun helped Yan Silu wait for the car to enter the carriage. The old man waved to Fang Jun casually as a farewell, and the bullock cart turned around on the road and walked slowly down the mountain.
Fang Jun bowed and said goodbye to each other by the roadside. He didn't straighten up until the ox cart turned a corner and disappeared into the wind and snow.
The soldiers brought the horse, Fang Jun pulled the reins and climbed onto the horse, passing through the falling snowflakes directly into Zhuangzi. He called the steward Lu Cheng over and asked carefully about corn selection and seed saving. He was relieved when he saw that there were no omissions in the arrangements and the selected seeds had been stored in the cellar.
Nowadays, there is a lack of scientific means to artificially cultivate seeds, so we can only adopt the most traditional and primitive but effective method - selecting the best from the best. If the seeds are reproduced from generation to generation, there is a high probability that genetic mutations will occur and they will become more... It is more productive and more disease resistant.
After noon, Fang Jun, wearing a fur coat and a mink hat, rode a horse and led a dog to the mountains to hunt some muntjacs and rabbits. When he came back, he skinned and dismantled the bones and stewed them in a large pot, and cooked them with the soldiers. They gathered together without any barriers, had a hearty meal, lay on the hot kang and slept for a while. It was not until evening that they packed up and braved the increasingly heavy wind and snow to return to Chang'an City.
After entering the city, he did not go home, but went directly to the palace.
In the imperial study, the monarch and his ministers sat opposite each other.
Looking at Fang Jun's ears that were red from the cold, Li Chengqian frowned and said, "You are not young now, and you are an important minister of the court. You should know that a gentleman does not stand behind a dangerous wall, how can you rush on the road in the wind and snow? What if something unexpected happens?”
Riding a horse on a snowy day is the most dangerous. The snow on the road is trampled by horses and horses and is as hard as ice, making it easy to slip. Moreover, the falling snow covers the potholes on the road, causing the horse to most likely stumble. Once the horse falls while riding, the consequences can be as little as Broken bones and tendons can lead to death.
Therefore, most people travel in snowy days by car instead of riding horses...
Fang Jun smiled: "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. Please pay attention to it in the future. But today I left the city to go to Lishan Farm, and I happened to meet Yan Silu on the way..."
"Yan Silu?" Li Chengqian was stunned for a moment, looked at Fang Jun, understood, and sighed: "How could they possibly invite this person? Why does the Langya Yan family need to be involved here?"