Tiantang Splendid

Chapter 1386 Against Confucianism?
Yuming swayed at the top of the child's head, his eyes were full of kindness, and he praised: "At such a young age, he has outstanding talent and a sincere heart. Given time, he will achieve extraordinary achievements. Good boy, not bad, not bad."

The child happily crossed his hands and saluted: "Thank you, grandpa, for your compliment."

Yuming laughed loudly, looked at Fang Jun who was smiling and silent beside him, and said sincerely: "Erlang usually seems to act recklessly, but in fact he has a beautiful heart. , is enough to go down in history. The so-called peaches and plums are silent, and the world is self-made, and it is just like this."

Trees such as peaches and plums can't speak, and they never advertise themselves, but peaches and plums have actually bloomed beautiful flowers and produced sweet fruits, serving people silently, so there is no need to brag. The people who come down will be frequent, and the fields under the trees will naturally make a way, and people will praise and sing them.

Trying to be practical in doing things, and not pretending to be false, is called "the peaches and plums don't talk", just like Fang Jun who runs schools and compiles books silently, but never flaunts the pragmatic spirit of bragging.

Fang Jun was really proud, and was about to speak when he heard a commotion in the yard.

"Old Tietou, is Erlang at your house?"

"Are you stupid, you don't even need to ask? Didn't you see Erlang's horse tied at the door?"

"Erlang, are you there?"

"Yesterday, a certain man hunted deer roe in the mountains, and he was not willing to eat it, so I specially brought it for you to try."

"My mother-in-law picked a lot of mountain mushrooms after the rain. They are the most delicious. I specially used them to honor you."

"Erlang, how can the old iron man know how to cook? Why don't you go to my house to eat, my mother-in-law is a master at cooking wild game!"

The old man who was cooking in the kitchen was suddenly furious, he walked out of the main room with a spatula in his hand, stood at the door and shouted: "I have invited a nobleman, why should you wait for the noise? Erlang stayed for dinner because of the old man's sake. You wait for one or two to come forward and pry the corner of Lao Tzu's wall, can't you find it?"

The man outside the door suddenly said in a sly voice: "Look at what you said, Erlang is the benefactor of everyone in our village, not just your own benefactor, right? The benefactor is here, and we naturally want to treat him well, just your old arm Old leg, what should I do if I wait too long for my benefactor?"

The old man yelled: "Get out of your mother! Little bastard, when your mother gave birth to you, it was difficult to give birth. If I hadn't walked thirty miles of mountain roads with my old woman on my back, you bastard would have died a long time ago!" Reincarnated! Why didn’t you dislike my old arms and legs back then?”

The person outside the door was speechless, and could only murmur: "You always say that's what happened in the past, and the hero doesn't mention the bravery in the past... Alas, don't fight, don't fight, you are the village leader, you said it Is it okay?"

Fang Jun was sitting in the main room. Hearing these words, he hurried out of the door, and saw more than a dozen peasants, old and young, crowding the door, each with wild game in their hands, and the old iron man was holding the pot angrily. He knocked on a man's head with a shovel, stopped him quickly, cupped his fists and said with a smile: "You guys are so kind, I am ashamed. I have nothing to do today, and I happened to meet the old iron man, so I came to his house for a meal. If I have time in the future , How about going to bother you at home again?"

"Then Erlang, you have to accept these things from us. They are not worth much, but they are all rare things."

Fang Jun smiled and said: "We all know that XX is a glutton. How can you refuse such delicious food? Let's put it here, let the old iron man clean it up, everyone, go home quickly, and you have to eat it after eating." Go to the field and work, don't delay farming."

Only then did the villagers put down the things they were carrying, and took their leave one after another.

There was a lot of things piled up at the door, and the old iron man was cursing and swearing. He was very displeased with the villagers' behavior of "prying the corner of the wall", but his subordinates quickly moved all the things into the house, and the little grandson helped him.

After a while, a few clean-cut women and pretty girls from the neighbors came over. They greeted Fang Jun first, then got into the kitchen and drove the old iron man out, occupying the kitchen.Although the old iron man worked in a restaurant in the city when he was young, how can he serve his benefactor after all when he is old?
A pot of tea was drunk until the taste was gone, and the food was finally served on the table.

There are no delicacies, but authentic farm meals, full of fragrance.

Fang Jun disliked the gloomy interior of the main room, and the yard was crowded with chickens and ducks, so he put the table under a big willow tree by the roadside at the door, found a stone as a stool, sat down and devoured the meal.

A large pot of stewed wild pheasant, oily roe deer meat, delicious mountain mushrooms, fried yellow chickens, homemade fruit wine, yellow corn rice, Fang Jun has a big appetite, gobble it up, where? Has the demeanor of a half-family child?

Yuming's was much more elegant, eating food slowly, having a drink with Old Tietou from time to time, snatching a chicken leg from under Fang Jun's chopsticks and stuffing it into a child's bowl.

The child sweetly said "Thank you, Grandpa", looked up at Fang Jun, and saw Fang Jun staring at the pheasant leg in his bowl, muttering, "What are you looking at? Don't eat it anymore!" I'll grab it for you." The child was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head, and bit off a large piece of the chicken leg with a "owwow", the corner of his mouth was dripping with oil...

Full of wine and food, Fang Jun and Yuming sat under the willow tree with a big tea bowl to digest their food. The son of the old iron man was dying of hunger in the field, but he didn't see his father delivering the food for a long time. Daughter-in-law come back and have a look.

When the woman saw Fang Jun as a guest at her house, she was frightened to death, and wanted to go to the field to call her man back, but Fang Jun stopped him.Old Tietou put the leftovers in a basket and asked her to take her to eat in the field before leaving.

"It's been a long time since I ate so comfortably."

Fang Jun squinted his eyes, took a sip of tea, looked at the whole piece of farmland and the blue hills not far away, and said comfortably.

"The children of the aristocratic family are dandy by nature, even if they come out with one or two prospects, they still have their own rich clothes and food, and they pay attention to the style of the aristocratic family. There are very few people who are as approachable as Erlang."

Yuming sighed in admiration.

Fang Jun curled his lips, thinking that my buddy was a peasant child in his previous life, even if he became a child of an aristocratic family in this life.

"Erlang said before that he only cared about the construction process of the college. The old man thought it was a process of cultivating talents from all walks of life, so he agreed. But thinking about it now, I always feel that it is a bit superficial. I didn't really understand Erlang's intentions. I don't know. Can you explain to the old man?"

He felt that Fang Jun's intentions seemed to be deeper, but he couldn't figure it out, it was like a stick in his throat.

Fang Jun thought for a while and asked, "What is the most reasonable thing in the world?"

This issue has already been discussed, and Yu Ming frowned slightly, puzzled by Fang Jun's meaning: "The most reasonable thing in the world is the way of balance."

There is heaven above and earth below, qi is divided into yin and yang, people are divided into men and women, where there is left there must be right, where there is good there must be evil, where there is right there must be evil, this is the way of balance, and everything in the world is like this.

If all things are out of balance, the world will be overturned and there will be no existence from ancient times.

"Then you always think that Confucianism is the only one, is it a long-term way?"

Yuming was taken aback. The last time he talked about the way of balance, he was discussing that once the academy is completed, it will become the dominant one and become an existence that threatens the imperial power and disrupts the balance of the court.How did this suddenly turn to Confucianism?
However, according to the theory of balance, there are indeed hidden dangers in the situation where Confucianism dominates.

"Dong Zhongshu dismissed all schools of thought and only respected Confucianism, which indeed allowed the Han Dynasty to quickly unify its thinking and achieved the hegemony of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. However, if things go on like this, Confucianism dominates, and the other schools of thought are all suppressed, and there is no one to contend with. Lost the way of heaven."

"You don't want to be an enemy of the entire Confucianism?"

Yuming was terrified, looking at Fang Jun as if looking at a lunatic.

Fang Jun was speechless, looking at Yuming as if looking at a fool: "I would do such a sticky thing?"

Yuming thought for a while, and said, "It's very similar."

Fang Jun: "..."

Yuming pondered for a while, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "You want to subtly support an existence that can compete with Confucianism?"

Confucianism is the dominant family, and it is true that it has lost the way of nature. In the past, it will inevitably lead to internal struggles, corruption, and even the retrogression and extremes of theories and theories. If it is true, it will definitely cause great disasters!
Fang Jun really wanted to pry open the old man's head and see what deviant things were inside... Confronting the whole Confucianism, what's the difference between courting death?
Not to mention anything else, Fang Xuanling, who is a disciple of Confucianism and a person with vested interests, will be the first to kill him...

(End of this chapter)