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Chapter 182 The Great Confucian Liu Zongzhou

In addition to Wang Xuejun's direct line, even the young emperor proposed that Liu Zongzhou be the chief examiner.

This shows that there are still some thoughts within this court. There is a faint opposition, or to put it more or less, it is a force that is in conflict with one's own.

Here, Zhu Jianshen, the Minister of Rites, danced the most.

Should he be able to die now?

In the end, after careful consideration, Wang Xuejun shook his head and denied his thoughts: "It won't be the time."

Since it is not suitable to kill those who secretly oppose themselves, it should be forbearance.

Especially at this time, the little emperor also stood up and proposed Liu Zongzhou. This is enough to show that the little emperor is not simple. You can't even kill the little emperor together.

Not good for the overall situation.

OK, that’s Liu Zongzhou.

But where is Liu Zongzhou now?

Because the most famous scholar in the world looked down on this small court at first, he never hangs with it here. Instead, he hangs with the Southern Ming Dynasty.

Liu Zongzhou was regarded as a gentleman with profound knowledge and good character during the Tianqi and Chongzhen periods of the late Ming Dynasty.

He and Huang Daozhou are highly admired by Donglin and Fushe people.

Because of his disciples, he was highly praised by Huang Zongxi, a great scholar who was recognized throughout the world.

As the wind reaches, people often have an illusion that as long as the gentlemen of Liu and Huang are in charge of the government, the Ming Empire will have the hope of revival.

In fact, Liu Zongzhou and Huang Daozhou are professors, teaching and educating people, and studying knowledge are OK, but they are really not the pillars of governing the country.

They are paranoid about "adhering to the right" and cannot achieve change; they dare to offend their opinions but do not understand the truth; they are strict in discipline, but they are useless to the world.

In terms of pedanticity and narrow-mindedness, Liu Zongzhou was even worse than Huang Daozhou, and reached the point of being pedantic and being extreme for the sake of being pedantic and extreme for the sake of being extreme.

What he pursued throughout his life was a kind of self-perfection. Because this "perfection" is self-centered, it often seems pretentious and artificial.

For example, at that time, the Chongzhen Dynasty was in a turbulent period and urgently needed talents to assist in politics.

This great scholar in the world was regarded as a life-saving straw for helping the building, and he was invited to the court several times.

However, in order to show that he had "shamed" to advance and retreat, Liu Zongzhou even threw the Confucian creed that "the king has a destiny, not waiting for the emperor" behind his head. He started from being appointed as the fourth-rank official, Shaoqing of Taipu Temple, who "must be resigned three or four times before he could be in trouble."

Considering the traffic conditions at that time, the messenger shuttled across the road. After following it for a year, he went to Beijing to work gracefully.

This is really a bit too much.

This is just as the saying goes, "I meet a slow doctor when I am in a hurry." If you want to rely on such a person to save the crisis, it is no different from seeking fish from a tree.

After the establishment of the Hongguang regime, his behavior was also extremely strange.

When he was appointed as the Zuodu Censor, the way to deal with everything was just one word, kill.

At that time, Lu Zhenfei, the general leader of the army, placed his family outside Nanjing. Because of this, Liu Zongzhou ignored Lu Zhenfei as the only pro-war faction to resist the Qing Dynasty at that time, and wrote a letter saying that "it can be killed."

For Gao Jie and Liu Zeqing, who hold heavy troops and has a new title with a "support" of establishing a policy, has no power to kill. He does not see the facts clearly and still writes a letter to him strongly, and can be killed.

For Zuo Liangyu, the only barrier to the west of Nanjing, is still possible to be cut off.

I was really puzzled and killed. Then who would lead the troops to resist the foreign captives? With these scholars?

But Liu Zongzhou was too famous, and the group of party members he followed helped fuel the fire.

Inside and outside the court, no matter how big or small the soldiers were, they were shouting and killing.

When is this time? I still don’t know who is trying to win over the troops.

Not to mention restoring mountains and rivers, but you have to save your life.

So the court and the court were in conflict, the outside town was in conflict, the party was in conflict, and the doors were in a big way.

In the end, everyone who led the troops was in danger and was disheartened by the court. All those who should surrender and those who should not surrender were surrendered.

The ending is that everyone will be together and will be happy.

He fled to Hangzhou and defected to King Lu, but King Lu ran away. The last little force of this small court also fled to death.

At that time, Liu Zongzhou took out his backbone - a hunger strike and buried him for the Ming Dynasty.

As a result, I was hungry on the sixth day, but I suddenly regretted it and opened my eyes to eat.

At that time, the disciple advised him that he would starve to death and be honest with the full name.

As a result, he shook his head: "In these five days of fasting, I have been sitting in a small temple every day, and there is nothing in my heart. Haoran flows with the heaven and earth. There is nothing in it, and everything is something that is human desire."

What people say is that there is nothing wrong in the world, it is all created by you with desires.

Now the Qing Dynasty occupied Hangzhou, and according to the old man's wishes, it is still a cloud of clouds.

As a result, Dorgon's hair shaving order finally hurt his nerves.

This doesn't work, absolutely not.

So, with this final persistence, Master Liu Zongzhou took a boat to Yangzhou not long ago and lived in his disciple's home.

When Liu Zongzhou arrived in Yangzhou, it was a grand occasion in Shilin, and everyone rushed to visit him.

Only Wang Xuejun did not go. The emperor valued his identity and, according to the rules, he was enclosed in this small Forbidden City from now on and could not go.

As a result, they were criticized by the scholars outside.

It can be seen how famous Liu Zongzhou was at that time.

Now, officials have proposed that Liu Zongzhou be the chief examiner, which is of course worthy of his reputation.

Well, then I will appoint Liu Zongzhou as the Minister of Rites and serve as the chief examiner of this term.

So, Wang Xuejun sent an old eunuch to summon him.

Of course, Liu Zongzhou, in accordance with the rule that he must follow the rules, postponed it at that time.

He sent a doctor from the Ministry of Rites to summon him,

Re-produced.

He then sent the Minister of Rites to summon him.

If nothing unexpected happens, please report it again.

The fourth time, he directly sent the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet Zhu Jianshen to summon him.

Moreover, the team summoned was organized in a very large scale, and it was a perfect attitude of the emperor and the regent seeking talented people and respecting the virtuous and humble people.

Faced with Zhu Jianshen's bitter thoughts and such a proud and contemptuous show, Liu Zongzhou did not raise his eyelids and said lightly: "I am old and sick, so it's useless. Please come back."

Zhu Jianshen came back in shame.

Wang Xuejun smiled and looked forward to him. Everyone knew clearly who Liu Zongzhou was waiting for.

Wang Xuejun said generously: "Okay, then I'll come to my house myself. This time, I will definitely invite the great scholar Su Lao."

This time, Wang Xuejun made full preparations, and brought many gifts with him, including a large bag of gifts, and even went with the princess and his wife.

As they swayed along the way, Yangzhou was almost deserted. Wang Xuejun's reputation as a virtuous and honest man was spread to the world and abroad for a time, and everyone on earth knew about it.

When I came to Liu Zongzhou's mansion and came in to pay my respects, Liu Zongzhou was already dressed neatly and had brand new shoes and socks, just like he wanted to get in the car with you immediately.

But Wang Xuejun said, "The weather is good today."

Such an opening remark made everyone in the main hall stagger. Why don’t you talk about the serious matter?

Before everyone could understand, Wang Xuejun ran the train all the way, from the weather, to the rivers and rain, to the plants and trees in spring, to the flowers in autumn in the future, but he just didn't talk about serious things.

This made everyone outside think that the Regent was working hard and Liu Zongzhou continued to control it.

People gradually became dissatisfied with Liu Zongzhou. It was almost the same, but if you continue to control it, you would be shameless.

Seeing that it was getting late, Liu Zongzhou couldn't help it anymore. He coughed and interrupted Wang Xuejun's mist in the clouds and mountains: "I'm taking the time to visit the humble house in my busy schedule, I don't know what's important."

Then he stared at Wang Xuejun with eager eyes, which meant: "Say, say, I have done a lot of money. As long as you say it again, I will leave you. Didn't see that, am I even ready to cover the snakeskin bag?"

Wang Xuejun said that he had dry mouth and tongue. Now he seemed to remember the serious matter, so he said humbly: "I heard that Mr. Husband was in good health and was deeply worried. You are the leader of Confucianism in the Ming Dynasty and the banner, so you can't collapse. So Xiao Wang and his wife specially brought to Mr. Husband and others, and asked Mr. Husband to take care of his health and do their best for the country in the future."

Then.

Then Liu Zongzhou looked at Wang Xuejun's back as he shook his head with regret, and looked at the ginseng and deer antler, Dali Pills and Dog Skin Plaster, and the secret recipe that passed down from the Wang family's ancestral white radish and water were messed up in the wind.

At that time, an old blood blew out, pointed at Wang Xuejun's back, and roared tremblingly: "You won't kick it in the first place, you won't play according to the routine."
Chapter completed!
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