"Everyone can be Yao and Shun … This is the orthodoxy. Wenren, that Young Master Ning has the idea of Great Unity … But it is dangerous …"
In the room, Ji Kun paused for a while before he said this. This made Wenren Bu 'er have a rough idea of everyone's attitude towards Ning Yi.
When Ning Yi and Liu Dabiao were in the Tyrant's Saber Camp, they had all kinds of considerations when they made those things. Wenren Bu 'er gathered all the information and sent it to Bianliang after the city was breached. It was also because she found out that Liu Daguan seemed to be reckless, but she was actually a very smart person. It was not easy to deceive her, even for Ning Yi.
As for what kind of profound meaning was contained in those things that Ning Yi had created, he did not pay much attention to them. He believed that if it was his teacher or someone close to him, they would be able to see the whole situation. But he didn't expect that what really caught his teacher's attention was not the poem Ning Yi wrote for Liu Dabiao, or the records of his actions and words in the Tyrant's Saber Camp, but the words on the table. Although he was the leader, most of them weren't written by him.
In the Tyrant's Saber Camp, Ning Yi collected a large number of scholars who were living in fear after the fall of the enemy and gave them the task of writing articles. Then he asked them to exchange their articles for food. This action later saved a large number of scholars, and even their families were able to survive. However, even with Wenren Bu 'er's vision, the articles reported by these people were not of good quality. In his opinion, a great writer like Ning Yi naturally knew this. He collected those articles in batches. Even though he sometimes reprimanded them and didn't give them food, it was because these people had gone too far.
At that time, most of the scholars in Hangzhou thought that Ning Yi was helping the evildoer and becoming a lackey of the Tyrant's Saber Camp. However, from Wenren Bu Er's point of view, Ning Yi could be said to have endured the humiliation to carry out his mission. He had protected so many people despite the fact that it was not easy for him to protect himself. He really had the demeanor of a sage. On the other hand, this group of people were talented in literature, but they had written a perfunctory article. Liu Daguan was not stupid. If he blamed them, the pressure would naturally fall on Ning Yi.
If it was possible, Wenren Bu 'er preferred to let these people know that Ning Yi had saved their lives after the city was breached. But it was still hidden in the dark. As for the articles written by these scholars, it was not a secret. When they were written, Ning Yi had sent them to the school of the Tyrant's Saber Camp for the students to read, read, and even point out their mistakes. He had made many copies. Although the conclusions of these articles were slightly different from the current mainstream ideology, they were still based on the teachings of Confucius and Mencius. They were not considered to be reactionary writings. Wenren Bu Er had only received them in passing. However, when they reached here, Qin Siyuan paid more attention to them.
"The people are important, the country is second, and the emperor. the emperor is … is. Yi, Yi, Yi, Su. Wu is. He. Zhou Zhou City is Yi, Zhou City. But if you think about it carefully, it's incredible. " Yao Zunian said, "The ancient sages ruled the world with virtue, but what is the rule of virtue? The sages taught the people, and the people followed their teachings. No one picked up the things they left behind on the road, and no one closed their doors at night. Now that the laws are complicated, the world is getting worse. The reason why Lv Jifang and the others failed was because the villagers were not educated. But how to educate them, and how to educate them to be useful, is actually the real difficult thing … "
"You mean …" Wenren Bu Er thought for a while and looked at the papers on the table, "Are they useful?"
"Dong Weng and I think that it might really be useful in a small area." Yao Zunian nodded. "As for whether it's useful to push it to the world, it's something that even the Sages can't do, so how can we see … Of course, these articles are a little too childish … But the direction is not necessarily wrong. He had done many things in the Tyrant's Saber Camp. The selection of talents that seemed like child's play had allowed the higher-ups to cheat and even deliberately aroused public anger. The important thing was not to select talents, but to let people understand that in a circle, if you wanted something, you had to first reach out and take it. Otherwise, you would not be able to have anything. This kind of self-awareness is the rarest … "
He paused for a while and said, "And if it's just these small things, it only proves that this Young Master Ning is good at manipulating people's hearts. He has shown this ability to the fullest before. Only these articles in front of us prove that what he wants to touch is not only the hearts of people. Wenren, a person who can consider things like this is already qualified to sit and discuss with anyone. Because only these things can be passed down. This is human nature, not just the hearts of people. On the surface, the things that this Young Master Ning has done in the Tyrant's Saber Camp seem to be child's play. However, the things that are interconnected with each other are not things that a person can figure out in just one or two years … This Young Master Ning is one of us. "
Wenren Bu 'er hesitated for a while and said, "But … we talked on the way here, and he seems to not care about these things …"
"Dong Weng said the same thing." Yao Zunian laughed. "Back in Jiangning, it was said that this Young Master Ning was a little mischievous and disdainful of Confucian orthodoxy. But now it seems that I have misjudged him. The more you know, the more difficult the road ahead is, especially the idea of the Great Harmony. It's easier said than done. Since ancient times, there have been many people who were passionate in the beginning, but after seeing the affairs of the world, they became disheartened and went into seclusion. My teacher, the Duke of Hushan, was the same. There was internal strife in the officialdom, and the people were mediocre. After he resigned, he went into seclusion and no longer cared about the affairs of the world.
"This Young Master Ning is said to have been dull when he was young, and there was nothing outstanding about him. When he became an adult, he suddenly married into a merchant's family and became their son-in-law. Wenren, if it wasn't for the ups and downs of his state of mind, who would make such a choice? "
Wenren Bu 'er touched her nose and said, "Yes, I was curious about this …"
"After he married into the family, his temperament became free and easy. Obviously, he also let go of his thoughts. But after that, he either said that he didn't understand the Confucian orthodoxy, or he showed disdain and wanted to draw a clear line. Wenren, it is said that the Ning family used to be a family of scholars. He studied since he was young, and he was still a Confucian scholar until he married into the family. However, when he married into the family, he suddenly said that he had nothing to do with being a Confucian. Although he said that he lost his memory, he had been studying for more than ten years, and he had been with the Four Books and Five Classics since he was young. How could he suddenly lose it? Now that everyone in the world studies Confucius and Mencius, why does he need to show his standpoint so clearly? "
Wenren nodded and said, "… He pretended?"
"He won't admit it himself, so we don't have to ask for the truth. However, I have seen people who lost their memory. There are cases of people who were dull in the past, and suddenly became enlightened. But even if there are cases, there are traces of it. For example, this Young Master Ning is a little strange. He suddenly became enlightened, and poems were at his fingertips, but he also showed that he was not familiar with the Confucian school. He behaved as if he were two different people. Rather than saying that he became enlightened, it was more like he thought through something and suddenly became enlightened. We are not familiar with him yet, so we can only think that way. "
"If you say that marrying into his family is like becoming a monk to him, it is indeed possible." Wenren Bu 'Er frowned and thought for a while. She nodded and looked at the people around her. "Looking at Ning Liheng's behavior, there is nothing he doesn't do when he is magnanimous. Indeed, only a person who has let go of himself can do that. Based on what Master Nian said, it is indeed possible. He chose to marry into his family, and in fact, he let go of the things that originally troubled him. Then, he began to see the world again, but he no longer touched those things that originally troubled him. If it wasn't for the fact that he fell in Hangzhou …"
"If it wasn't for the fact that he fell in Hangzhou, I think he would not have taken these out." Yao Zunian continued with a smile, "We have seen his poems. The few poems he wrote were free and easy, but he himself did not have much respect for poems. When it came to the few poems he wrote for Liu Watermelon, they were imposing, lingering, and graceful, but they were all classics. If it wasn't for the fact that the facts were right in front of us, I would definitely not believe it. For a person to be able to write so many things so easily, he can only be said to be a genius. It is precisely because he wrote so well that he did not care. Perhaps it is also because of this that what he has been thinking since he was young can only be more troublesome. Other than the idea of the Great Unity, what else can make such a person act so dull all day long? "
"It is a pity that he did not have a knowledgeable teacher by his side. He missed the best time, and instead, it caused him to be stuck in a dead end. The older he gets, the more he understands the difficulties of the world. Perhaps he could not think it through, so he chose to marry into the family, and then, using the reason of amnesia, he became another person … "
Yao Zunian's somewhat sighed words formed a speculation about Ning Yi. To be honest, it was a little surprising that a young man in his twenties would think about orthodoxy to the point of giving up everything. However, the poems that Ning Yi wrote were placed in front of them, and the things that he did were far more experienced than those of his age. On the contrary, it made people feel that this matter might really be possible.
In the capital, there was no lack of geniuses, and there were always people who had seen the geniuses among geniuses. Among those present, other than Ji Kun and Wenren Buer, the other three were all called geniuses. Although it was shocking that Ning Yi was able to make an outline of the matter related to the Great Unity, it was still understandable. Because of this, even Cheng Zhouhai, who had always been somewhat cynical, was very curious about this Ning Liheng.
Outside the window, the sound of rain fell. Gradually, it was evening. Everyone was chatting, waiting for Qin Siyuan to come back. However, not long after, a housekeeper came over and said that the Old Master had already known about Wenren's arrival, but he had some matters to attend to and would be back later. He asked everyone to eat first.
That afternoon, Qin Siyuan had some matters to attend to at the Ministry of Revenue. He should have come back by now. At this moment, the room was filled with his closest aides. At this moment, Monk Jueming smiled and said, "Could it be that he was dragged to a banquet by Old Master Tang?"
The housekeeper was also familiar with everyone. He smiled and said, "I heard from the people who came to report that he was going to Little Candle Workshop."
Hearing this, everyone was a little stunned. Nowadays, the three most famous brothels in Bianliang were Fanlou, Tingyan Ju, and Little Candle Workshop. In the past, Qin Siyuan was naturally a romantic scholar. As the Right Chief Minister, he occasionally entertained guests or attended banquets. It was impossible that there were no women in the brothels. However, he himself had not been in a brothel for a long time. If it was not for some important event such as a grand literary conference, the Prime Minister of a country would not appear in a brothel. After a moment of hesitation, Yao Zunian asked softly, "Who is treating?"
The housekeeper said, "I think Young Master Sixteen is over there."
"Oh, I see." Yao Zunian understood and could not help but shake his head with a smile.
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It was raining, and the sky had darkened earlier than usual. As one of the top three buildings in the capital, Little Candle Workshop was now lit up with specks of light, like the light that gradually floated on the surface of the greenish gray sea.
Located in the middle of Bianliang, on a street that was not exactly bustling, Little Candle Workshop occupied a large area. Several gardens nearby were the property of the brothel, and on weekdays, it was a good place for people to take a break during literary conferences. Most of the most high-end brothels in Bianliang were like this. They could be lively or quiet, elegant or vulgar. After all, people who came to such places and spent money were not purely for venting their frustrations.
At this time, it was close to evening. There were one or two literary conferences being held in the courtyard of the workshop. Occasionally, the people who came in and out of the brothel were either richly dressed or wearing feather fans and silk scarves. They were accompanied by manservants or maids holding umbrellas. Occasionally, they would greet each other. Most of them showed their good manners. Whether or not they were beasts inside, most of them paid attention to their attire when they went out.
At this time, a carriage was quietly parked on the street outside of Little Candle Workshop. In the curtain of rain, the coachman sat upright like a pine tree. Although he was soaked by the heavy rain, he still did not move. His eyes were like torches as he stared at everything around him. The curtain of the carriage was thick, and several servants followed around him. One of them had already entered the brothel after receiving the order. There were many dignitaries in the capital, and this carriage was not very ostentatious. At this time, it stopped in the rain and did not attract too much attention. However, when the beautiful madam at the door came over to greet and inquire, she was waved away.
In Little Candle Workshop, the courtyards and buildings were relatively harmonious. People talked about poetry and literature, sat down to discuss Dao, or listened to talented girls sing and talked about their recent troubles. But at this time, across the curtain of rain, in the largest and most splendid courtyard, a relatively vulgar game was being carried out in a lively atmosphere. Among the lights, a distinguished voice could be heard. Even in the hustle and bustle of the four closed doors, it could still pass through the gap of the door and the curtain of rain, showing its extraordinariness.
That guy laughed and shouted.
"… * * * * * * ~ ~ ~ Little ~ Dick ~ ~ ~ Beauty! My little * * * is gone … Let's see if it's in your skirt, wahahahaha … Where are you going? You must have hidden my * * * … "
There was an indescribable lust in this voice, and it didn't seem out of place at all.
In the room, a half-naked woman was hiding in panic. The young master, who was dressed in luxurious clothes with messy clothes, pounced on her with a sinister smile.
At this time, there were many men and women in the room. At this time, many of the women were half-naked, in the arms or under the bodies of others. Of course, the brothel was filled with prostitutes. However, in such an environment, many of the women had awkward and troubled expressions on their faces. The Little Candle Workshop itself was an elegant place, and the women who had a relatively high social status were mostly talented women. Although it was not that they had never slept with someone, they were still relatively respected in most cases. It was just that they couldn't afford to offend this group of young masters. They didn't care how reserved they were, so there were always a small number of women who felt insulted. Of course, there was no one who couldn't bear it.
Of course, the young masters who followed them all had their own personalities. Some of them had already pressed the girls under their bodies and groped them with a strange smile. Some of them still kept the girls' clothes intact, or hugged them to take advantage of them and flirt with them. This was their style.
At this time, at the side of the room, a young man in his early twenties was also hugging the woman beside him and enjoying it. His hand had already reached into the woman's skirt, and the woman could only smile and struggle symbolically. Next to him, a wretched-looking man turned his head. "Hehe, look, look … It's always this Huahua Taisui who has the most fun. Haha, how about it, Brother Shao Yu, I didn't introduce you to the wrong person, did I? When I have time later, I'll introduce you …"
As he spoke, the naked man called Huahua Taisui in the room had already pulled off half of the woman's skirt while laughing. In any case, it was still difficult for the woman to accept being completely naked in front of so many people. With a sob, she tugged at her skirt and tugged at him, which made the other party even more excited and laughed even louder. The man called Shao Yu smiled and nodded, but his hand was unwilling to leave the beauty next to him. At this time, someone knocked on the door from outside.
After several knocks on the door, the man who was pulling off her skirt in the room turned his head and pointed. "Don't open the door! Hahahaha … No one is allowed to come in! I'm looking for my * * * *, what if it runs away if I open the door — "
But the door was still pushed open. The man suddenly turned his head as if alerted, looked at the door several times, and then put his hands on his waist. "Lu — Qian! I said don't open the door! Did you see that! Did you see that! Now my * * * * has run away — who is this guy, what's his background! My father is Gao Qiu — "
He shouted with his hands on his waist. The woman behind him hurriedly pulled back her skirt and put it on, at the same time hugging her chest and trying to find other clothes. At the door, a man wearing Marquis Yu's official uniform and carrying a knife walked in with his head lowered. Another servant in black cupped his hands at the crowd. Before he came in, Shao Yu quivered and let go of the woman beside him, then waved his hand and stood up. "My family, my family …" He trotted to the door.
"Your family, who are you! Hey, does anyone know who he is? My father is Gao Qiu — tell me if I can provoke him or not … "
"The nephew of the Right Prime Minister …" Lu Qian walked over and whispered in his ear.
"Uh … Qin … Elder Qin? My father seems to say that he's more powerful than Li Gang … That means I can't provoke him? Then forget it … "
He stood there with his hands on his waist dejectedly. At the door, after Qin Shao Yu said a few words to the servant, he also carefully turned his head to apologize, saying that he would go back immediately, and then quickly left with the servant. After they left, Hua Hua Taisui pointed in that direction and scolded, "Cowardly bandits! Don't call him next time … Lu Qian, get out! Close the door — "
Then he turned his head and rubbed his palms together, looking at the woman who was picking up clothes behind him with a sad face. "Hmph, little ~ chicken ~ chicken ~ what do you want to do? You want to hide my * * * again, right? I like it when you want to cry, hahaha … Hurry up and cry … "
His voice faded, but the curtain of rain was still falling. Qin Shaoyu ran out of the main entrance of the Little Candle Lane in a panic, without even opening an umbrella. He stood timidly in front of the carriage curtain for a moment until he heard someone say, "Come in." Only then did he dare to lift the curtain and go in.
A small table was placed in the spacious carriage, on both sides sat Qin Siyuan and an advisor, surrounded by piles of documents. Qin Siyuan, whose hair was half white, squinted his eyes to finish reading a document, frowned and wrote a few words on it, then put it aside. Only then did Qin Shao Yu dare to call out timidly, "Uncle, uncle …"
"The fleet heading north has arrived at Bianliang this afternoon."
Qin Siyuan glanced at him, knocked on the wall beside him, and the carriage began to move. In the slight shaking, the old man's tone was calm, not like he was cursing, but Qin Shao Yu was already flustered, "Uh, uncle, I, I … I thought it was raining heavily …" For a moment, he did not know how to explain.
"I know." Qin Siyuan nodded, "Your brother Wenren Shi has already arrived home. When you see him tonight or tomorrow, you must be more respectful and ask for his help. As for that brother Ning Yi, he should be staying at Wenhui Tower now. I had hoped that you could meet him as soon as possible. Knowing a useful person is a hundred times better than knowing those young masters. If you can learn a little, it will be of great benefit to you in the future. It's not late now, and it's on the way, I'll take you to see him. "
Qin Shaoyu's body trembled. Then, he stammered, "H-how could I let Uncle pay a visit to him? Uncle, i-it's my fault. But who do you think you are? How could you pay a visit to him first? I, I'll go to Wenhui Tower now and find brother Ning to admit my mistake, uncle … "
Qin Siyuan had a myriad of matters to attend to every day, and did not have enough discipline for his family. When Qin Shaoyu came to the capital, although he also felt the majesty of Qin Siyuan, but even more he felt the power of the Right Minister's residence. In the past, when Qin Siyuan met him and gave him a few words of advice, it was difficult for it to be of any use. But at this moment, it made Qin Shaoyu panic. He subconsciously felt that his uncle went to see Ning Yi for him. He could not help but want to get off the carriage and run to Wenhui Tower first, but he did not dare to run in front of Qin Siyuan. Qin Siyuan's face showed a trace of a smile, and he waved his hand.
"Alright, I know what I'm doing. Etiquette must be followed, but there's no need to be too pretentious. This young friend, he and I are of the same generation, speaking of the things he has done, it's not too much for you to show him the etiquette of a teacher. When we arrive at Wenhui Tower later, go in and invite him to sit in my carriage, I'll just treat it as a passing by, that's all. Be nicer to the people around him, and do your best to entertain him these few days. If you can gain his favor, it will be your fate in the future. "
Qin Shao Yu hurriedly nodded. Although he felt that it was not good for uncle to go see Ning Liheng, he felt that this uncle, who was the prime minister, had taken care of him. He was busy every day, but he really cared about his relatives. After saying that, the old man picked up another document and looked at it. Qin Shao Yu mulled over this matter. After a while, the old man put down the book, and before picking up another one, he said to him, "It's best if you don't interact with people like Gao Muen as much as possible."
Qin Shao Yu hurriedly nodded. The rain gradually lightened, and the lights in the city lit up. The carriage drove past the crowd, turned around, and gradually approached the brightly lit Wenhui Tower …
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