Xuande

Chapter 200 You Can't Be A Generation Scholar After All
What do I want?

This question is actually quite interesting.

Of course Liu Bei knew what he wanted, but Zheng Xuan really couldn't give him what he wanted.

He shook his head.

"He just did what he was supposed to do."

Liu Bei shook his head: "Looking at the current situation, I think time is still up to me. Yang's move may have become a laughing stock, and I can't go any further. Next, we just need to continue to do the right thing and replace it sooner or later. of."

Zheng Xuan asked: "What is the right thing?"

"Anything that can fight for a more dominant position for the school is the right thing."

Liu Bei said slowly: "They have reached the point where the donkeys are at the end of their skills, and the most likely thing to do next is to unite with Huangfusong, and even if they succeed in uniting with Huangfusong, it will not have a good ending. Huangfusong is still in Liangzhou after all. people."

"Huangfu Song..."

Zheng Xuan laughed for a while, relaxed his body, and waved his hands.

"Duke Zheng, this..."

But what I have to say is that at this moment, Liu Bei didn't think so much in his heart.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha!"

However, he has no choice.

Liu Bei said in a deep voice: "At present, except for you, no one can unify the entire school of ancient literature, and no one can calm down the opinions of all parties, and Yuan Gong can't do it either. It is indispensable to the school of ancient literature.”

Zheng Xuan pointed at Liu Bei and laughed out loud, and it took a while before he stopped laughing.

Is this little old man playing tricks on me just now?

"That is to say, as long as Zigan returns safely and is promoted to Sangong, I can leave Luoyang and return to my hometown?"

It is precisely because he knows too much that he sometimes feels pain, feels that some things he does should not be done, and that he is really a bit despicable in certain things.

During the Battle of Guandu, Yuan Cao fought for supremacy, and Yuan Shao ordered his son Yuan Tan to force Zheng Xuan to march with the army in order to gain momentum and popular support. At that time, Zheng Xuan was already ill.

"Duke Zheng, if you want to go back, I'm afraid there are too many people who don't want you to go back."

Liu Bei looked at Zheng Xuan's face and was silent for a while.

Zheng Xuan smiled and pointed to the sky outside: "In a hundred years, in a thousand years, in ten thousand years, future generations will not forget your name! Your name, Liu Xuande, will be extremely resounding! You will always live in the hearts of future generations!"

"The world is getting worse, people's hearts are not old, Xuande, I never thought that such a thing would happen to me. If I have to face such a thing for the rest of my life, I might as well go back..."

The expression on Zheng Xuan's face suddenly disappeared, and his body also became stiff, motionless.

The expression on Liu Bei's face was still very calm, so calm that even Zheng Xuan felt a little unbelievable.

"You still have a choice now. I can take you out of here, stay away from disputes, and devote yourself to academics. With your talent, in time, you will become a generation of scholars and your name will go down in history."

It's a pity that people don't have front and back eyes, and no one can predict whether they are at the end of the peace season, and no one can predict when wars will come to them.

After a while, he suddenly laughed.

"Why did Zheng Gong make such a statement?"

Liu Bei was stunned.

Then, he nodded firmly.

It is precisely because he knows that he knows that he will not be able to become a generation of Xuezong after all.

"Xuande, Xuande, do you want me to die of exhaustion in Luoyang City?"

"Xuande, it seems that you will not be able to become a generation of Xuezong after all."

"But there are still a lot of people who aren't getting what they want."

After hearing Liu Bei finish these things, Zheng Xuan's mood was obviously much lower.

All he thought of was Zheng Xuan's sad ending.

Liu Bei lowered his head and said slowly: "Duke Zheng has no regrets in his life, but if he leaves like this, many people's lives will become regrets."

Such an ending would be too cruel for such an old man who was so focused on academics.

"Since I have gone up, I have never thought about going back."

"Zheng Gong, I don't know why, when I look at the sky outside, I always feel that there is a lot of smoke and dust in the sky, blocking my vision and cutting off the sunlight. Even if I walk in the daytime, I can't see the way ahead. Can such a path make me a generation of scholars?"

If I want to be a scholar, I should not have been born on the eve of this chaotic world, but should have been born in a peaceful and prosperous age.

But no matter what, Zheng Xuan also faintly realized that Liu Bei's ambition is not simple, thinking of everything Liu Bei has done now, Zheng Xuan was deeply amazed by this young man.

Liu Bei bowed to Zheng Xuan: "At this time, you are the only acceptable leader of the Ancient Literature School. Without you, the Ancient Literature School may not be able to bridge internal disputes, and then it will not be able to concentrate on fighting the Modern Literature School."

"Xuande, I can actually understand what you said, but now I find more and more that this city is not suitable for me, it is like a cage, trapping me severely, I want to do I can't do things I don't want to do every day.

After a while, he took a deep breath, restrained his previous posture, and sat upright again.

How far can he go?
What exactly does he want to achieve?
What is his goal?
Is it just to eradicate the Jinwen school?

If I were 20 years old, the same age as you, I would accept it, and I would even be happy, but Xuande, I am 58 years old, I am already very old, I don’t care much about fame and wealth, what I want most is also Got it all. "

A generation of school sects can't hold back a steel sword even in troubled times. Facing the situation of heaven and earth falling apart, what kind of pain should Zheng Xuan feel in his heart?
Confucianism cannot save the world.

"Teacher, as the only state shepherd in the world today, all his actions are in the eyes of the world."

Liu Bei said: "Every word and deed will be remembered by others, and there will be someone with a heart to find fault with every word and deed. This is a very dangerous thing for the teacher. If the teacher wants to return to the court and be promoted to Sangong and threaten Yang Ci It is even more difficult to end Jizhou Mu’s tenure safely and make tangible achievements.”

Liu Bei turned his head and looked at the sky outside the exhibition.

Liu Bei knows.

"It does not matter."

Zheng Xuan frowned and said, "So, why will they still focus on threatening Zi?"

"Xuande is not a thing in the pool, I'm afraid I can't leave with me, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, in this world, maybe there is no need for another great Confucian from all over the world..."

Zheng Xuan laughed and said: "It's just Xuande, this road is not easy to walk. You have to face thousands of difficulties and dangers. If you take a wrong step, you will lose everything. I, an old man, can't go on this road. Are you sure you want to go?"

"Duke Zheng, there is no need for one more great Confucian in the world in this world."

A gust of wind blew by, Zheng Xuan stood up, walked to Liu Bei's side, and sighed.

Then he turned around and looked at Zheng Xuan calmly.

"It's not Bei's hope, but the trend of the times."

"Xuande, Xuande, I knew that the one who can stabilize the future of the ancient literature school is not your teacher, but you!"

Zheng Xuan stopped talking.

The old and the young were silent and confronted for a long time.

Hearing this, Zheng Xuan smiled wryly.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

After speaking, Zheng Xuan left slowly, and did not say a single word until he disappeared from Liu Bei's sight.

But what Liu Bei didn't expect was that the next day, Sun Qian and Guoyuan, who had met Liu Bei before, came to look for Liu Bei, and told Liu Bei that they hoped to join the Ministry of General Affairs.

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PS: I ate five delicious pan-fried buns this morning, so add another chapter.

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