What about science?

Fang Xing has been investigating this issue, and feels that the good days are about to pass.

"Confucianism is facing a crisis, and their response will not be positive. Then we are afraid that our life will not be better in the next stage."

Xie Jin caressed his beard and smiled: "Although the old man is old, he still dares to argue in court."

Huang Zhong calmly said: "Huang has been in the Fang family since he has no worries about eating and drinking. After a long time, he will inevitably feel that he is messing around. If someone is provoking, he will naturally rush forward. The rice worms?"

He and Fang Xing looked at each other, feeling irresistible in each other's hearts, and then laughed together.

Ma Su said: "Teacher, turn around, my disciples write some letters."

Fang Xing nodded and said, "This is not to drag them in, but...this is a big battle, and no one can be spared."

Xie Jin sighed and said, "It's a big battle, and it's also an infighting. Sometimes the old man often recalls the past and thinks why one or the other? It's not my side, it must be defeated, by the way, stepped on a few feet, degrading It's a crooked way."

"Before the Qin Dynasty, a hundred schools of thought were contending at that time, and many of the things we are learning now were formed at that time. The rules of the respectable Heavenly Dharma ancestors will definitely come down. If there are a hundred schools, there will be disputes and people's minds will become dogs. Mind it!"

Huang Zhong said: "Mr. Jie, Confucianism is naturally good, it is good for unification, and it is good for reducing internal disputes."

"Yes, but the advantages are the advantages, and the disadvantages? A stagnant pool!"

Xie Jin assumed an old qualification, and no one could refute it.

"The key is that Confucianism itself does not know how to improve. Time has changed and the world has changed, and foreign enemies in the former Song Dynasty watched. What should Confucianism be like at that time?"

He didn't say the answer, but the history and humiliation of the former Song dynasty flowed through everyone's mind like flowing water.

"So what else does Confucianism do when it comes to Daming?"

Xie Jin pointed at the table with his index finger, and said emotionally: "When the Ming Dynasty was founded, the crisis was pervasive, and during the Yongle period, Tatar and Wara were still serious confession, and Jiaozhi became a place of blood for Ming. At this time, Confucianism should Do something?"

"They are still powerless. The warriors are desperate in front, and the emperor is personally conquering, so they feel wronged, but who is it in the end? It is Dehua, who has used science to create a weapon, and this has led to the brilliant and prosperous world of Ming Dynasty today. ."

...

"It was Fang Dehua's science that transformed the Ming army. Who would dare to question this would be unpredictable."

In the political affairs hall, Yang Rong pointed to the wrinkles on his forehead and said: "The official cannot sleep peacefully today, but it is not for the prince's teacher, but for the undercurrents in the court."

"Someone showed me something yesterday."

Huang Huai took out a piece of paper, raised it, and said: "This is all about the employment status of the science students. The highest is Ma Su and Li Ermao. The rest are not equal, but the momentum makes some people restless."

Yang Pu glanced at the piece of paper and said, "It's true."

The position of this statement is ambiguous.

Yang Shiqi said, "They feel uneasy when there are only a few people. This is because they have no confidence in themselves? Old man... No wonder Lord Jin is worried, it's time to improve."

"Who dares to change?"

Yang Pu whispered: "That is the abyss, and it is also the beginning of ruin."

Yang Rong glanced at him and said: "Youzi came to Shandong in a letter, saying that he heard that he wanted to establish a national foundation, and no one in Shandong opposed it. But when those people knew that Xing He Bo was going to be the prince's teacher, the undercurrents surged. what!"

Yang Shiqi smiled bitterly: "This is the new hatred and the old hatred, and the preferential treatment will be cancelled. Another scientific prince will be frightened. But he has forgotten his integrity, so what are you afraid of?"

Huang Huai sighed and said, "They have good eyes and low hands, and they do things in a mess. But the science students are organized and have more vision than them. How can you make them not afraid?"

Yang Pu said faintly: "How can you face such a situation?"

The room was silent for a long time, Yang Rong said, "I can't help but!"

...

"Your Highness, please sit down."

Maize was very upset, so he looked at Du Qian who was sitting opposite him with some emotions.

This is his classroom, and at this moment a mother and an old **** are staring at him.

So he endured it.

Du Qian wrote a king character on a large piece of paper, then turned the paper around, and said: "His Royal Highness, please see, this is the king character, please read it with your minister, Wang..."

Corn's short legs swayed on the edge of the chair, thinking of his darlings in his heart, and said casually: "Wang..."

Du Qian frowned and said, "His Royal Highness, please be more serious."

Corn raised his head and said seriously: "Wang..."

Why!

Du Qian thinks that Corn is smart, but he has no desire to learn.

So after the class, he went to see Zhu Zhanji.

This is also a privilege of the prince teacher, who can see the emperor at any time.

After seeing more emperors, everyone is deeply impressed, and promotion will naturally be given priority in the future.

"Corn not paying attention?"

"Yes, Your Majesty is a little distracted."

"I see."

Zhu Zhanji did not say anything to fight, which disappointed Du Qian.

After he retired, Zhu Zhanji went to Kunning Palace.

The emperor hadn't been here for several days, so the eunuchs and palace ladies were happy when they met, but Zhu Zhanji motioned not to say anything.

After entering Kunning Palace, turn left and heard the cheers of the child.

"Sister, your kitten can't beat my puppy."

Zhu Zhanji frowned slightly, then waved his hand, all the people following him stopped in place.

"Sister, a puppy's mouth can bite a kitten, and a kitten has only paws."

"Yes! But cats have better paws than dogs."

"Puppies are bigger than kittens, this is what the mother said."

"Um... well, a puppy is bigger than a kitten, I've seen it too."

The end-to-end voice sounds very helpless~lightnovelpub.net~Zhu Zhanji walked out half a step, and saw two children playing on the ground, and the toys were dolls of various animals.

Most of these dolls are carved from wood, and some are made of jade, not big. After smashing it once when he was a child, Hu Shanxiang made people use wood to carve many animal dolls.

"Sister, let you play."

Corn held his wood-carved puppy and handed it to Duan Duan.

Touching the top of his head, handed his kitten over.

Zhu Zhanji's gloomy face became softer, and then quietly turned back.

Then someone reported to Hu Shanxiang, but Hu Shanxiang just shook his head slightly.

"Why doesn't the empress be willing to cheer up at all?"

The bird's tail felt that the queen was too careless, almost like ruling by doing nothing, and one step further was the wooden statue.

"The empress is fine."

The grand palace lady said that Yue thinks that the bird's tail is really beautiful, she looked at that face idiotically, and said: "They said that your majesty is going to establish a prince! From now on, the mother's life will be easier."

The bird's tail has very long eyelashes, and he blinked and said, "Well, then... it will depend on whether Xing He can teach His Royal Highness well, it is better to be more powerful."

Chen Yue saw that he wanted to turn sideways, she looked away regretfully, and said: "Xing He Bo is a pedantic man. If his old man teaches His Highness, His Highness must be Ming Jun."

"shut up!"

After a low drink, Yi An appeared.

Zhenyue shrank her neck and said, "I knew it was wrong."

Yi An glanced at the bird's tail, who was bowing to beg the crime, and said: "Now this is the time to be taboo. If you talk less, you can easily become a handle, and then use this to attack the empress and your Royal Highness."

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