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Chapter 171 Sitting and talking about the Tao

The moon rises and hangs in the sky. The stars around it hide, revealing the brightness of the moon plate.

The charcoal fire became even stronger, making a "crackling" sound. From time to time, oil dripped on the charcoal fire, sizzling smoke, and a rich aroma floated in the night sky.

A jar of wine has already reached the bottom, and everyone has a little bit of wine.

Fu Bi narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Xu Ping and said, "Monks were young and raised 100,000 soldiers and destroyed Jiaozhi in Tiannan. They have not achieved such military achievements in decades since their ancestors. Although we scholars, we sounded like we were there at that time."

Xu Ping smiled slightly and said distractedly: "It's just a matter of meeting. I was in Yongzhou for six years. The number of households in the state has increased by more than ten times in a few years. The roads are smooth and the business is prosperous. This is the fundamental. The people of Jiaozhi do not know the changes in the times, and they think they are just like before. They seek the court until they drive their subordinates into the invasion. It's not that I destroy Jiaozhi, but that Jiaozhi is overestimating their abilities, violates the power of the court, and destroys the imperial court! The strength of our dynasty is the fundamental, and destroying Jiaozhi is a trivial matter."

Young people are always full of romantic feelings, thinking about jumping on the frontier of horses and galloping thousands of miles. Fu Bi mentioned this topic and wanted to hear Xu Ping talk about things on the battlefield. Xu Ping's answer made him feel a little at a loss.

Xu Ping was really nothing to say. In Yongzhou, he was defending with his superior forces. If the Jiaozhi people had not been trying to kill themselves again and again, Xu Ping would have just occupied Liangzhou. Liangzhou and Guangyuanzhou were still the traditional territory of the Central Plains dynasty, but the Jiaozhi people occupied the advantage of the territory and excluded the Central Plains forces. It would not be a great contribution to regaining it.

However, the battlefield was covered with fog, and even the side of the battle could not figure out the other side, and people who were thousands of miles away could not figure out even more. People in the Central Plains only knew that this young county marquis had won a great victory in Lingnan. Except for these officials, most of the people didn't even know where Jiaozhi was, and how many people in the country did not know. The officials' eyes were another extreme. At this time, the veteran who returned from Taizong's defeat in Jiaozhi was still there, and the shadows were still there, and there were many unrealistic fantasies about Xu Ping's military achievements.

Several young people thought Xu Ping was just modest and what he said was naturally politically correct, so they all laughed together.

Li Wei, who was in Lingnan, stayed aside as a late-life person, but he just watched and didn't say anything. He had never been to the battlefield, but the scene of the whole of Yongzhou was boiling back then left a deep impression on him. No matter men, women, young and old, Han and foreigners, they all knew that they had fought with Jiaozhi in the front, and they knew what they should do for this war. The scene where the whole society was mobilized was the most precious memory, and it happened to be one and two sides with the victory on the front-line battlefield.

Ouyang Xiu said: "The current court has been in peace for a long time, the people are still extravagant, the officials are mediocre, and political affairs are just in need of such a great victory to inspire the spirit. The county marquis did not mention it, and in just two years, no one knew that Lingnan had won a great victory. Isn't that a pity!"

This is a group of young people who often discuss privately. A victory in destroying the country was not very disturbed at all. It is not that the court remembers it, but at least the energetic poems and essays were circulated, but there was nothing. It would be fine if the generals led troops to fight, but Xu Ping, who led the troops, was a first-class Jinshi, so why didn't he record it in words?

When they talk about their emotions, they really wished they could spread this supreme glory with their brilliant pens on the battlefield. They just regretted that Yongzhou was located in a remote place and had no decent talents, and they missed this opportunity.

Xu Ping just smiled and remained silent. He was so busy that he couldn't sleep at that time, so he had no feelings for him. When the war was over, his official position was almost removed. What else could he say? These people thought that it was a place to make achievements, so that was easy to deal with. Now Yongliang Road is still recruiting people on a large scale, and they are not willing to go there.

Seeing that Xu Ping was dissatisfied, everyone felt that there was something hidden inside, so it was hard to continue talking about it.

Young people need to change, and the current government is dead, which has long caused dissatisfaction among many people. These dissatisfactions eventually point to one person, Lu Yijian. In fact, it was from this year that the power of the overthrow of Lu Yijian began to accumulate and gather in the capital. A large number of literati from the shogunate of Xijing entered the museum and became the backbone of public opinion.

I felt that Xu Ping had something else to say, and they almost immediately settled the accounts on Lu Yijian.

The mutton in the farm is extremely tender, and it can show the wonderful taste when roasted. Everyone eats smoothly and drinks more and more wine. After passing the previous one, the whole atmosphere becomes much more harmonious.

Mei Yaochen, who had never spoken much, drank a glass of wine, put the wine glass aside, and sighed heavily: "Who else has the achievements of the county marquis over the years? He is also a high-ranking Jinshi, and the political achievements are outstanding, but his reputation is not good. The ministers in the court are jealous of the virtuous and capable, and suppress the backwards, which is outrageous! The county marquis is also an elder, who works silently and does not know how to create momentum for himself. Others see it, and they are also anxious for you!"

Xu Ping looked at the blue flames rising from the charcoal fire, and forced himself to hold back and didn't say anything. Are these young people looking for themselves to be the leader? They are too overestimated. At this time, the old forces have not yet shown their decline, and the new forces have not yet taken shape. How can these young people who have only read for a few years have such great confidence? Normally, they should not be honest and dormant for a few years.

Besides, where I am an elder, except for Wang Gongchen, the people here are older than me. I only passed the Jinshi earlier, became an official earlier, and I just stood up in the officialdom earlier.

Ouyang Xiudao: "It's a pity that the county marquis did not have any poetry and essays. If there could be a wonderful article recording the events in Lingnan, all scholars in the world would have longed for it, and it would not be like this now."

Xu Ping still smiled and shook his head: "The article is about life. I am still young and have too little experience. I can't understand many things. Why do I have to write them? Maybe one day, when I get the experience, the article will naturally become."

"What is the saying of the county marquis? We scholars read the articles of sages, and there is naturally a way to govern the world! Even if we are not talented, we are familiar with the books of the pre-Qin philosophers, historical records of all dynasties, and the articles of sages are even more familiar with them. From the three dynasties to the Sui and Tang Dynasties, all of which are governed by chaos in ancient and modern times. The articles of sages naturally have great ways, so how can we not write about life!"

Xu Ping looked at Ouyang Xiu and remembered that he was a person who was studying history in this generation. This statement was not too exaggerated. But if you read too much, you will know that the ancient and modern times are in chaos, and obviously you will know that the sky is high and the earth is thick.

After thinking about it, Xu Ping said: "The books of sages are naturally useful, but they are not all-encompassing, nor are they magical medicine. Times change and things change easily. Even though the principles of ancient and modern things are the same, their faces are completely different. How to distinguish them? Not understanding the world and moving the principles of the books of sages to the present is just a carving boat to seek a sword. Understanding the way to govern chaos in ancient and modern times is not difficult lies in knowing the past, but in knowing the present. Not knowing the present and not understanding the affairs of the present, how can we talk about knowing the past? If we only find the principles of governing chaos in the books of sages, it will eventually become empty."

Seeing that Ouyang Xiu looked dissatisfied, Xu Ping shook his head and stopped talking.

This is the problem of scholars, especially those who have a high self-esteem and do not have a deep understanding of the actual world, always feel that they have mastered the truth in the universe, and the ones they look down on the most are those who are honest like Xu Ping. In their opinion, how can they work so hard? As long as they use their magic pills, all difficulties will be solved. What are the difficulties!

This is not about what books you read, nor about what you read Confucian classics, but only about whether the world has praised the status of the books they read. The higher the praise, the more this arrogance is, the more contempt it is.

A thousand years ago, these scholars read Confucian classics and consciously mastered the truth in the universe. All those who could not let them display their talents were blocking stones for villains and should have been cleared to the side.

In a specific historical time, what they did was right, because after sweeping off the roadblock, there were naturally others who made up for it to do things that these people could not do, so that things would not be broken.

But as time goes by, these people themselves will become roadblocks and face the fate of being cleaned up. After the ups and downs of life, some people will eventually wake up, while others will become as stubborn as stones in the pit.

In order to prevent this fate, they always fantasize about using strict rules to fix their thoughts, and in the end they will turn their heads and find that after the rules are set, they will be useless.

A thousand years later, Confucianism was swept into the garbage dump of history. Confucianism failed, but the style of scholars would not change. They no longer buried their old papers, but went across the ocean to learn foreign things. They were still the same style. They didn't know how much foreign things they learned, and they would say a few words of foreign literature and ran back to the country, thinking that they were the saviors and looked down on anyone. As long as they were allowed to give a few orders, the country would immediately become rich and strong.

However, in the end, some people are willing to combine the principles that were dug out from the old papers with the reality of the world, and honestly work hard and be unknown. A thousand years ago, these scholars who read the books of sages said that this was their contribution. Those who were busy doing things were just martial artists, minor officials, or some fools who took your contribution and stepped on another foot.

Isn’t it the same routine a thousand years later? The mind has changed, but the routines of these scholars have not changed. And it is more beneficial than a thousand years ago. A thousand years ago, the saints cannot be expected to climb out of the grave to speak to themselves, but a thousand years later, foreigners speak for themselves.

Xu Ping was a human being in his two lives, so he has seen many such routines. How could he care about what these young people say?

The most important thing for people is to do it steadily. Those who shout that they hold the supreme truth in their hands will give them a place to call them, why bother to pay attention?

Of course, those who are sitting tonight will slowly change in their lives, and they have to change. When they reach their old age, they will still face the disdain of other young people like Xu Ping today. To be continued.
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