Studying various schools of thought.
It wasn't as if no one in history had thought of this. The once famous School of Miscellany was one of them.
"Combining Confucianism and Mohism, combining names!" This was the core philosophy of the School of Miscellany.
"Hahaha, Mo Jiazi is overestimating himself. He wants to imitate the School of Miscellany. Doesn't he know that the once famous School of Miscellany is now gone?" Liu Yinian of the Imperial College mocked.
The professors were all familiar with history, so they naturally knew the history of the School of Miscellany. Ever since Lu Buwei, the School of Miscellany had declined even faster than the School of Mohism.
"Brother Liu is right. Kong Sheng's knowledge is the truth of heaven and earth. If we can learn one or two things in our lives, it will be enough to benefit us for the rest of our lives. There is no need to study other schools of thought," the professor said.
The professor's words represented the thoughts of most of the Confucian students in the Imperial College. They had never thought much of other schools of thought.
The School of Agriculture was just a group of bumpkins, the School of Legalism was just a group of ruthless officials, and the School of Mohism was just a group of wandering craftsmen. As for the School of Taoism, the School of Yin-Yang …
Apart from the School of the Military, which had a special status, the other schools were all suppressed by the Confucians. Even more seriously, after the Tang Dynasty, even the School of the Military was unable to escape the control of the Confucians.
The Song Dynasty generals had low status, the Ming Dynasty's military supervision system … Just talking about it was enough to make one cry.
Shen Hongcai couldn't help but shake his head and refute, "The School of Miscellany doesn't have any schools of thought. It's like water without a source or a tree without roots. Even if it flourishes for a while, it naturally won't last long. But what about the School of Mohism?"
Everyone couldn't help but shiver. The School of Mohism was different from the School of Miscellany. It had its own classics and leaders. Although it had experienced a decline, it was currently showing signs of revival. If it also studied other schools of thought, wouldn't it be even more unstoppable?
The professors of the Imperial College were immediately divided into two factions. One faction believed that studying other schools of thought was absurd and that the School of Mohism would suffer the consequences of its own actions. The example of the School of Miscellany was not far away.
The other faction, led by Shen Hongcai, believed that the School of Mohism would take a different path... The public transport system was the best example......
"Alright, what the Mo Family does is their own business. We just need to stay true to our hearts! "Kong Yingda said.
At present, the School of Mohism was only adhering to the Way of Investigating Things. It did not involve itself in politics, nor did it threaten the Confucians. But seeing the School of Mohism develop with each passing day while the Confucians remained stagnant, Kong Yingda felt somewhat worried.
"Perhaps my" Five Scriptures of Justice "has sped up," Kong Yingda thought to himself.
Kong Yingda already had plans for the compilation of the Five Classics of Justice. Since the Qin Dynasty, many Confucians had commented on the Confucian classics. This was especially so during the Wei, Jin, and Northern and Southern Dynasties, when Confucianism was split into Southern Learning and Northern Learning. During the early Tang Dynasty, Confucianism was even more divided, and they attacked each other.
When Meton came up with the punctuation marks, Kong Yingda realized that there were indeed many ambiguities in the Confucian classics. He had long since developed the idea of compiling the Five Classics of Justice.
Moreover, Kong Yingda was a descendant of Confucius, so it was perfectly justifiable for him to come forward. The Five Classics of Justice had originally been compiled in the sixteenth year of Zhenguan. Now that the School of Mohism had stimulated it, the compilation of the Five Classics of Justice had been brought forward by nearly ten years.
The path to success of the Hundred Schools of Justice had not only aroused intense discussion among the Imperial College's professors, but also among the Imperial College's students.
The group of students looked at Meton with an inexplicable expression. Originally, Meton's younger brother, Mo Jiazi, had been very out of place among the many Confucian students.
They had not expected that Meton would take a different path and cultivate the Hundred Schools of Justice, crushing everyone in terms of level.
"Cultivating the Hundred Schools of Justice, Brother Mo's breadth of mind is truly admirable!" Kong Huisuo exclaimed.
Although Meton was Mo Jiazi's younger brother and Kong Huisuo was a disciple of the orthodox Confucian school, the two of them appreciated each other and went from opposing each other to becoming close friends.
"Stones from other mountains can be used to polish jade. Every school of thought has its own unique points. With such knowledge before our eyes, why wouldn't we learn it?" Meton countered with a question.
Kong Huisuo and the other Imperial College students immediately had awkward expressions on their faces. Before this, they had wholeheartedly studied the Confucian school of thought. How could they have cared about the other schools of thought? If not for the fact that mathematics and law were compulsory subjects in the Imperial College, they probably wouldn't have even taken a look at them.
"Hmph! You're just stealing his family's knowledge, yet you're so smug about it. You're simply shameless to the extreme. "Suddenly, a sinister voice rang out.
Everyone turned to the source of the voice, only to see an Imperial College student in embroidered robes glaring at Meton viciously.
"Wei Sian! You better watch your mouth. What did you steal his family's knowledge for? "Qin Huaiyu abruptly stood up and said.
Wei Sian
When Meton heard this name, he immediately understood. Not long ago, during the battle between the Mo Family Village and the grain merchants, the Mo Family had severely offended the Wei Family. It was obvious that this person was from the Chang 'an Wei Family.
Wei Sian was a direct descendant of the Southern Wei Family, so he wasn't afraid of Qin Huaiyu. He braced himself and said, "What? Did I say something wrong? He's Mo Jiazi's younger brother, yet he entered the Imperial College to study the Confucian school of thought. At the same time, he's using the teachings of the other schools of thought to benefit the Mo Family. Furthermore, he's treasuring the teachings of the Mo Family. If this isn't shameless, then what is?"
Wei Sian's words were sophistry, but in this era, the relationship between master and disciple was very important. Meton's most important label was Mo Jiazi's younger brother. It was impossible for him to change his allegiance to the other schools of thought.
At this time, using the teachings of the other schools of thought felt a little inappropriate.
Qin Huaiyu couldn't help but feel angry. He didn't expect Wei Sian to be so insidious. He actually directly attacked Meton's identity as Mo Jiazi's younger brother.
However, Meton wasn't surprised at all. Ever since he entered the Imperial College, today's attacks were all there. He smiled and said, "Senior Wei seems dignified, but you've forgotten one thing. Kong Sheng once said that education is open to all, but he also said that it can't be imparted to the disciples of the other schools. Senior Wei seems to have taken the initiative to make a different interpretation of this statement. I heard that the Libation Lord is compiling the Five Classics of Justice. If Senior Wei can stop this task, your name will go down in history in the near future. "
Wei Sian's face suddenly turned red. He sophistry said, "Kong Sheng indeed didn't say that. You, Mo Jiazi's younger brother, have made contributions with Confucian teachings. How can you not be suspected of stealing teachings?"
Meton sneered and said, "If Senior Wei is willing, I can offer you all the classics of the School of Mo. No matter how much Senior Wei obtains from them, the School of Mo will not ask."
Wei Sian said proudly, "Kong Sheng's knowledge is enough for students to benefit for a lifetime. Who has the time to learn the teachings of the School of Mo?"
Meton shook his head and said, "Brother Wei, you come from the Wei family of the Southern City. I wonder if the Wei family of the Southern City has used the Mohist Village's curved plows, wagons, waterwheels, and wells."
Wei Sian's heart suddenly tightened. He braced himself and said, "This is a family matter. I don't participate."
"Then Senior Wei, have you eaten the delicacies of the School of Mo? Do you like stir-fried dishes?" Meton asked again.
"Has Senior Wei ridden in a four-wheeled carriage?"
"Have you eaten or used ice in summer?"
…
With every sentence Meton said, Wei Sian's head lowered a little. In the end, he covered his face and left dejectedly.
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