Entering the Palace to Meet the Saint

Author: Potato Sweet Potato Pie

Entering the Palace to Meet the Saint

Zhu Youtang was obviously silent again. He went through the sieve in his mind and found that everything was correct. That Xia Yuan did have a disciple named Wang Shouren. He was currently overseeing politics for the Ministry of Industry and was also the lecturer of Wang Hua in the East Palace.

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Zhu Youtang sent people to check these.

After thinking for a while, he asked: "The previous knowledge and action are unified, and the mind is the reason."

"This person also suggested it."

"Then what are the problems with these studies that make you wait to take leave?"

In response, Wang Hua could only smile bitterly, "Your Majesty, it's not that there is a problem, but that there is no problem, and it goes against Cheng and Zhu's principles. I couldn't figure it out for a while, so I just asked for leave."

Speaking of which, once this scholar passed the imperial examination and entered the officialdom, he no longer valued knowledge as much as before.

As the masters in Zhan Shifu, their daily duty was to teach the prince to read, so naturally they had to review the classics and history collections all the time to avoid showing timidity when teaching.

When faced with such a difficult problem, I certainly wanted to take a break and take a break, but I also really wanted to think it through clearly.

As for Li Dongyang, the chief minister of the cabinet, he has been in high and low officialdom for decades and thinks about national decisions every day. He may not pay attention to such issues at all, so he simply wants to take leave.

And the reason for taking leave was hard to explain. He said he wanted to pick a cemetery for himself.

"Your Majesty, if there is no problem with these knowledge, doesn't it mean that Cheng Zhu is wrong?"

Wang Hua had a worried look on his face, "The imperial examination candidates of the Ming Dynasty are based on Cheng and Zhu. If this knowledge is circulated, scholars all over the world will not know what trouble will happen."

After hearing this, Zhu Youtang obviously anticipated the possible situation and couldn't help asking: "What should Wang Qing do about this matter?"

"Your Majesty, in accordance with my opinion, either the country will change its course and abolish Cheng and Zhu. From now on, the imperial examination will be based on this new learning."

When it came to abolishing Cheng Zhu, Wang Hua's expression was dull and showed no fluctuation. "Either your Majesty will ban these learnings and pretend that they have never appeared."

After a pause, he added: "But I think the latter may not help."

"Why is it useless?" Zhu Youtang couldn't help but frown.

Wang Hua couldn't help but raise his eyes when he heard this and glanced at Emperor Hongzhi, "Because of the prince."

When he heard the word "prince", Zhu Youtang instantly understood that since Xia Yuan proposed this knowledge, and he was teaching the prince to read, it was inevitable, no, he would definitely learn these ideas from him.

To put it bluntly, he will die sooner or later, and the throne will fall to the prince sooner or later.

When he passes away and the prince ascends the throne, it seems obvious where the Ming Dynasty's imperial examinations will go.

He rubbed the armrest of the seat, unable to make up his mind for a moment. After pondering for a long time, Zhu Youtang finally hesitated and said: "In my opinion, even if the unity of knowledge and action is right and Cheng Zhu's view is wrong, it doesn't matter.

As for the quarrel going to the point of deposing Cheng Zhu, right?"

"Please forgive me for speaking out boldly. If Cheng and Zhu are wrong, how can they be regarded as saints?"

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Zhu Youtang opened his mouth to say something, but was speechless. Yes, he is a sage, how can he make mistakes?

In other words, since you, Cheng Zhu, have been moved to the saint's temple to enjoy worship, then you must pray that your knowledge will not be found wrong, otherwise you will have no choice but to step down from the holy throne.

The people raised there are wise people, not idle people.

After a long silence, Zhu Youtang spoke up: "Wang Qing, please go down now and let me think about it for a moment or two."

"That minister will retire first."

Wang Hua bowed and saluted, and was about to leave when he was stopped again, "Hey, are you going to be on duty at Zhan Shifu now, or are you going back to recuperate?"

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Hearing this question, Wang Hua also fell silent, "Your Majesty, it seems that I have nothing to do if I go to Zhan Shifu."

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Okay, that seems to be the case.

After Wang Hua exited, Zhu Youtang lowered his eyes to read the article on the imperial case, and suddenly shouted: "Xiao Banban."

Xiao Jing, who was standing outside the Nuan Pavilion, hurried in after hearing the words. He was recovering well. Now there was only a layer of scabbed scars left on his forehead. As soon as he came in, he respectfully asked: "My slave is here, what do you want, Your Majesty?"

Order."

In the early morning, Xia Yuan was sleeping on a recliner, basking in the sun, and enjoying a wasteful life. Suddenly, a group of uninvited guests came to the house and told him that they were going to the palace to meet the Holy Spirit.

To put it simply, it means entering the palace to see the emperor.

The emperor was not someone who could be seen casually. Xia Yuan first took a bath and put on a special white suit before getting on the carriage.

Eunuch Xiao, who came to deliver the edict, was also sitting in the carriage. He gave him careful instructions along the way, from how to walk after entering the palace gate to how to pay homage when meeting the emperor. Everything was detailed, and a lot of palace etiquette was packed in.

Came over.

The carriage stopped slowly when it arrived outside Donghua Gate. There was a stone monument here, commonly known as the Dismounting Monument.

Although it is said to be dismounting, it is not limited to dismounting. Military generals dismount, civil servants dismount sedans, and carriages are not allowed. In short, you cannot take any means of transportation, and you must walk in.

After getting off the carriage, Xia Yuan stared at the magnificent palace wall in front of him. It seemed to be similar to what he had seen in his previous life, but there were no winding tadpole inscriptions on the plaque, which was very comfortable.

"Mr. Xia, please remember our instructions and don't behave inappropriately before you, otherwise you will be held accountable."

Xiao Jing whispered something, and then led the way, leading Xia Yuan inside.

He might be very excited to let others see the emperor, but Xia Yuan didn't have any ripples in his heart, and he was even stable.

People in this era are more or less superstitious. They think that the emperor is the real dragon and the emperor, the son of heaven. No matter what it is, the emperor is sacred anyway.

But Xia Yuan knew that the emperor was also a human being, and there was nothing sacred about him, except that his reincarnation skills were truly outstanding.

Along the way, Xia Yuan abided by the etiquette and lowered his head in silence. Although he did not recognize the emperor's sanctity, he recognized the emperor's authority. In a feudal dynasty that pays attention to etiquette, being disrespectful will really be punished.

If you don't want to be punished, then just be honest.

Forbidden City, Qianqing Palace.

As the emperor's bedroom, the Qianqing Palace also shouldered the functions of the emperor handling government affairs, receiving ministers, and even held small court meetings here.

"Master, please wait here and let us go in and report."

Seeing the other party bowing inside to report, Xia Yuan stood still outside Qianqing Palace, silently gathering his mood.

To be honest, he was still confused at the moment. What did the emperor want to do with him?

After thinking for a while, he lowered his head and looked at the white robe he was wearing. The clothes were soft and made of supple material, and quite comfortable to wear. Wouldn't he want to take them back after meeting the emperor later?

After all, he is the emperor, so he shouldn't be so stingy.

While he was thinking wildly, the palace door opened and Xiao Jing came out with broken steps, "Young Master, please let me in."

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Xia Yuan nodded wordlessly, then took a deep breath and stepped in.
Chapter completed!