Chapter 1954: Reason or Fist
What a pity, Wu Zheng is really not a filial son.
How could anyone in this world be like Wu Zheng who is like a filial son who does not stay at home all year round and serves in the high hall?
It is said that my parents are here and I don’t travel far away.
In this world, the word "filial piety" is the word "filial piety". Even if it is an emperor, he must save time and be an example of his subjects.
Wu Bochang doesn't blame his son, but in fact, he himself also has a restless heart.
The seclusion of the Wu family for ten generations is a promise, which should be enough.
But Wu Bochang didn't dare. He only dared to think and didn't dare to do it.
Wu Zheng did something he dared not do.
What kind of heaven, earth, king, parents and teachers?
What ethics and what principles?
Within six years, the two emperors and one governor were abolished. Who can compare with the past and present... Wu Bochang secretly gave his son a thumbs up.
Wu Bochang is not a pedantic scholar.
He would not bow his back for A Du, and the Wu family members of the ten generations have never been bothered to do it.
A true scholar is reasonable and not respectful!
My son’s words make sense. Although people are born unequal, why can’t they change them?
Is it just to be self-superior in front of those who do not study?
Is it just for the sake of the people who are alive and kneel down at their feet... Of course, the premise is that you must first bow to the higher-level people.
This must be unreasonable!
Wu Bochang had no centripetal force for the Ming Dynasty. No, to be precise, he had no emotion to listen to the Ming Dynasty after Zhu Di.
He only recognizes that he is a Han Chinese.
Wu Bochang agreed with his son's words: if you are born unequal, then you will be equal after birth. If you cannot achieve absolute equality, then you will be relatively equal.
Although it is impossible to clean up the dirty world, this is not a reason to not clean up... Why not let the world be relatively clean?
Wu Bochang has been teaching and educating people for this concept, even though he was facing the most famous talented literary master in Jiangnan and even the world at that time.
He never felt that he was inferior to these people.
Those who are capable are teachers.
At least, in this regard, he can learn from it.
Chen Zilong's death had a great impact on Wu Bochang.
Chen Zilong taught in the college for one year, and the two had a great time talking.
But, such a literary master can't make a turn.
Didn’t Chen Zilong understand that birth, old age, sickness and death are the laws of the world, and the country is the same. The only thing that remains unchanged is the bloodline on his body - the bloodline of the Han people!
If the bloodline remains unchanged and the nation remains undestroyed, who will become the emperor? What should we do?
After Fang Guoan took him hostage, Wu Bochang was a little depressed and he rarely taught in person.
He was also reflecting on himself.
Why is it so difficult for people to change their hearts? Isn’t this what it is since ancient times?
But Chen Zilong, Fang Guoan... and the Prime Minister Shi Zhai who would rather commit suicide, what do they want?
It shouldn't have been like this, it shouldn't have been like this... Wu Bochang couldn't figure it out.
"Master... King Lu returned to Hangzhou Prefecture... It was Xiong, Zhang and others who went to pick him up in person... The person is in the south of the city at this time!"
Song An was a little anxious. Seeing that Wu Bochang was silent all the time, he had to report it again and asked again, "Do you want to... send someone to arrest him?"
"Zheng'er... know?"
Song An hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Reasonablely... the young master should know."
"Then he has sent you a message...how to deal with this matter?"
Song An shook his head, "I sent messages several times... The young master has not responded."
Wu Bochang raised his head and thought for a while, "Since Zheng'er has no clear order, then you don't move... It's okay if you don't move, you will be invincible. People, you have to talk about some affection... If you really tear your face, then you will only be bloody and ferocious!"
Song An was really anxious, "Master, this is not a trivial matter... If King Lu is supported by them, even if the young master breaks through Shuntian Mansion... he will have to bow down and surrender... With the young master's nature, he will never fight a civil war because of that position... After six years of bloody battles, he has made wedding clothes for others... Master, you have to be the master!"
Wu Bochang smiled, and he looked at Song An lovingly, "You boy... have grown up and know how to deal with him."
Song An was so sad that Wu Bochang said something, and he couldn't help but feel a little blunt.
Wu Bochang said seriously: "The master regards you and Erhan as members of the Wu family... but the Wu family also has rules. Xiao An... Did you forget it?"
When Song An heard this, he was shocked and knelt down and said, "Xiao An knows that he is wrong... Master, Xiao An is really unwilling to accept it for the young master..."
Wu Bochang raised his hand and interrupted, "There is no better person than my father... What kind of person is Zheng'er? The master's heart is like a mirror... Xiao An, in this life, everything can be wrong, but... the heart cannot be wrong, it is wrong... I look back without a shore!"
Song An was stunned for a moment, knelt down and thought silently for a long time, then kowtowed to Wu Bochang "Xiao An has been taught... Thank you for your advice!"
Wu Bochang looked at Song An with relief, "Those who are not fighting with the world are fools, but those who are fighting with others in everything are stupid... Only smart people understand what to fight for... I think my son must be a smart person!"
Song An was a little stunned. He couldn't understand and looked at Wu Bochang in a daze, not daring to ask where.
Wu Bochang pointed at Song An and smiled and said, "The world's affairs are governed by people. This matter is not a personal grudge, but a righteousness... If there is a law to follow today... Everything is law to follow, what can I worry about?"
Song An asked in confusion, "But if King Lu ascends the throne... it is his Dharma, how can he follow it?"
"Then the fight... is to be a minister."
"This..." Song An was unwilling to accept it.
"The world is the world of the people in the world, and there are those who can do it in the world... Your young master always talks about these two sentences. He is right. This world is not the world of my Wu family. I am lucky to get it, but I lose my life!"
"But Master..."
Wu Bochang's smiling face slowly solidified. He turned around with his hands behind his back and said calmly: "But Zheng'er has another word to make me feel... refreshed and relieved. He said, if people reason with me, I will reason with others. If people don't reason with me, I will fist with him... vulgar, but it makes sense... Xiao An, since your young master can depose and establish two emperors and one governor for six years... why are you afraid of?!"
Song An opened his mouth wide and looked at Wu Bochang in surprise. Is this still his own master who is indifferent to the world?
"Those who are not fighting with the world are fools, but those who are fighting with others are fools... Only smart people understand what to fight for!"
"Please give me advice...why is it necessary to fight?"
Wu Bochang's eyes were a little strange. He looked at Song An and laughed, "Things that are reasonable are a matter of necessity!"
Song An was stunned. How to interpret this? It is a matter of controversy that is necessary to argue... and he said that he was unreasonable and talked about fists... Then, he said that he was unreasonable or fists?
Or should we talk about reason first and then fist?
Then why not talk about fists so happily?
Song An's mind was so messy that it was like a pot of porridge, and it was painful.
But there is one thing that Song An finally figured out, that is, since the young master is not in a hurry, why is he in a hurry?
Chapter completed!