Daming: I, Yang Xian, really govern Yang!

Queen Ma looked at Wang Yuemin with a smile on her face and said, "Did you listen to what Yang Xian said?"

Queen Ma knew Wang Yuemin, but she didn't think Wang Yuemin could say such a thing as "a woman can hold up half the sky".

"Now that he can hand over such a huge business empire as Mingji into your hands, your family is much better than mine. I remember not long after the uprising, when we were in Haozhou, Chongba Yong When I was a kid, I was asked to run around keeping accounts and doing logistics. After I was done, I was told that the man was the outsider and the woman was the housewife, and I was not allowed to get involved in things like that in the army."

The matter involved the current emperor, and Wang Yuemin didn't know how to interface.

Just like this double eight, Empress Ma is the only one in the world who dares to shout, and she is the only one who can shout.

Wang Yuemin's purpose of entering the palace has been successfully achieved.

Afterwards, Queen Ma took her hand, patted it gently, and asked her with a smile when she could have a baby.

Queen Ma said that Yang Xian was not too young, and asked the couple to work harder in this area, otherwise as they get older, the male's ability in this area will not be so strong.

She also said that with Yang Xian's current status, she would definitely be the only woman in the future. She would have a child belonging to herself and Yang Xian now, so that no matter how many women Yang Xian had in the future, her status would not be shaken.

Wang Yuemin's cheeks turned red when she thought of the ridiculous life she had spent so many nights after her marriage.

Yang Xian was indeed not young at first, but due to the nourishment of merit points, his body is now younger and stronger than that of an eighteen-year-old boy.

Being able to talk to Wang Yuemin about such thoughtful things shows that Queen Ma really cares about her.

In these years, although Wang Yuemin stayed in the capital as a hostage, he has been living in the palace.

But instead of looking at her strangely, Queen Ma regarded her as her own daughter.

If not for fate, Wang Yuemin might have become her daughter-in-law.

This has nothing to do with her and Zhu Xi's personal will. As long as Yang Xian doesn't appear, Mobei will be defeated by him.

In order to win over Wang Baobao, Zhu Yuanzhang would definitely promote this marriage.

Lao Zhu most likes to have his son enter into a political marriage.

At that time, the tragedy in history will happen again.

the other side.

After Yang Xian and Zhu Biao arrived in the capital, they did not go directly to the palace.

Instead, he first went to the Daming Newspaper office, called the newspaper editor, and then called a painter.

"Yang Qing, what are you doing?" Zhu Biao had a puzzled look on his face.

"go home."

Ganqing said so much along the way, but you didn't listen at all.

Now your Duke Yang's mansion has been surrounded by that group of scholars.

Zhu Biao had an anxious look on his face.

"The truth in this world will only become clearer with more debate. Now I want to see what those rotten scholars are capable of." Yang Xian raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

After that, he led these people straight to the direction of Yang Guogong's Mansion.

"Now, a large number of excited scholars have gathered in front of Duke Yang's Mansion. They are all going to you, Yang Qing. If you go there rashly like this, you may be in danger." Zhu Biao said anxiously.

If something happens to Yang Xian, what will Ming Dynasty do?

You must know that with the excitement and excitement of those scholars now, it is not surprising to do anything.

"Although there are thousands of people, I will go." Yang Xian said with a smile.

Zhu Biao was secretly anxious. Seeing that Yang Xian had made up his mind, he quickly followed him, and at the same time asked his men to dispatch troops and horses with his order.

For Yang Xian, how could these scholars who could not carry it on their shoulders pose any threat to him.

He can beat ten thousand of these weak chickens with one hand!

In front of Duke Yang's Mansion.

Fang Xiaoru, who was guarding here, suddenly noticed a commotion behind the team. He turned around with a puzzled look on his face.

I saw the crowd behind them suddenly parting ways to make way for people to walk.

The man they had been cursing every day these days was now standing in front of them.

But they had to take the initiative to make way for him.

This scene is beyond ridiculous.

Because the current prince, Zhu Biao, was standing next to Yang Xian, walking side by side with him to the Duke's Mansion.

Behind Yang Xian and Zhu Biao were several copy editors and painters from the Ming Dynasty newspaper. These people had never seen such a battle before. There were black crows all around, and countless pairs of eyes stared at them.

This pressure is really not something that ordinary people can bear.

The newspaper staff just lowered their heads and followed Yang Xian and the others. They looked at Yang Xian's back with an expression of admiration in their eyes.

In this way, Yang Xian and the others walked until they reached the gate of Yang Guogong's mansion, and then they were blocked by Fang Xiaoru.

Fang Xiaoru is a person who accepts death. He does not care about his reputation during life and after death. He even doesn't care about his life.

At this point, although he is a corrupt scholar, he is also a pure corrupt scholar.

Those scholars who stood behind him and cheered for him a moment ago were all silent at this time.

It was because among the visitors was Prince Zhu Biao, who would later become the Ming Emperor.

In the eyes of some of them, Confucianism is just a tool.

Especially civil servants like Li Shanchang and Hu Weiyong who came up from the war years, they are not supporters of Confucianism.

But they are extremely typical scholar-bureaucrats.

They know that only Cheng and Zhu Lixue can allow themselves and their family to gain the greatest benefits in this world.

That's why this riot was started.

And like Song Lian before and Fang Xiaoru now, these corrupt scholars who were deceived by Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism are just tools to be used.

Perhaps in their own world, they are fire-raisers who speak out for Confucianism.

Fang Xiaoru first gave a standard salute to Prince Zhu Biao, then stood up, stared at Yang Xian, and said: "Yang Guogong was also born in the Imperial Academy back then, and even studied under Mr. Bowen. Now he is so shameless and polite. , if Mr. Bowen, who is already an official, knows what you are doing now, I am afraid he will regret accepting you as a student."

Yang Xian smiled and said: "You guys smashed up a serious store in broad daylight, and not only that, you directly injured a little girl in the store. I don't know who asked the scholar to sweep the floor!"

"I wonder which saint taught the strong to bully the weak?" Yang Xian's words made Fang Xiaoru speechless for a moment.

You know, the fault does lie with them.

Originally, Fang Xiaoru only asked them to destroy the store, but he never thought that those people got angry and seriously injured a little girl.

Of course, in the eyes of scholars like them, women are just accessories, and if they are beaten, they are beaten, and it is no big deal.

But now that Yang Xian brings it to the table, it is not a glorious thing after all.

The old god Yang Xian was here, and he said to the staff of the Ming Dynasty newspaper behind him: "Write down everything that happened today, and draw it exactly as it is."

"Yes, my lord!"

The staff of Daming Newspaper started working immediately.

"Facing the questioning of Duke Yang, Fang Xiaoru was speechless and speechless."

Fang Xiaoru looked at the sentence written by the newspaper staff, his face was livid, and he said loudly: "Of course it is our fault to hit people. We will pay whatever the treatment costs. But the reason why Brother Zhang and the others are so excited is also Everything happens for a reason.”

"Zhu Ziyan, it is a small thing to starve to death, but a big thing to be disrespected! You openly sell such private things as women's clothes in a shop. What do you think of etiquette in doing so? Brother Zhang and the others are doing it because they are really I was so angry that I accidentally hit someone."

"Zhuzi also said that there is an order of honor and inferiority between men and women, and it is common sense that couples should promote and follow the etiquette. Yang Guogong, you opened a textile factory and a clothing factory, and used money to induce those women to show up and work to make money. This is against etiquette and has certain consequences. It's immoral. It's the law of heaven and earth and the law of human ethics that husbands sing and wives follow each other. But now you let so many housewives leave their husbands."

In the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Xi was already called Zhuzi by scholars and was regarded as a saint, whose status was second only to Confucius and Mencius.

I heard someone equate Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism with Confucianism.

Opening and closing one's mouth is like Zhu Ziyan.

Yang Xian laughed angrily.

Yang Xian looked at Fang Xiaoru and sneered.

"Do you understand Confucianism? People like you who are ignorant and only talk about Confucianism are qualified to talk about Confucianism?!"

"Is Zhu Xi worthy of representing Confucianism?"

"You dare to insult the saint?!" Fang Xiaoru stared at Yang Xian. He really couldn't imagine that Yang Xian, as a scholar, would dare to do this.

You must know that Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism is now in power, and the scholars gathered in front of Yang Guogong's mansion at this moment are all Zhu Xi's disciples and grandsons.

They openly insulted Zhu Xi. These people alone were enough to make Yang Xian infamy for thousands of years.

But Fang Xiaoru didn't know that Yang Xian had never paid attention to Zhu Xi at all.

"I insulted Zhu Xi, what kind of saint is he?"

"If you want to be a saint, you must at least be able to unite knowledge and action."

Yang Xian looked at Fang Xiaoru and asked: "Preserve the laws of nature and destroy human desires. This is what Zhu Xi said."

"Of course it's what Zhu Zi said." Fang Xiaoru puffed up his chest and said proudly.

The highest category of Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism in the Song Dynasty was Tianli, which was the source of all things. They have three obediences, four virtues, seven virtues, and eight virtues, and do not imprison women; they use the rule of king, king, minister, father, father, son, and the three cardinal principles and five principles to bind women: men are superior to women and women are inferior. It is even said that "men and women have an order of dignity, and couples should follow the etiquette. This is common sense." This is a view that attacks women.

Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism believes that people should follow the laws of nature. In a person's life, anything a woman can pursue but not get will be called human desire. So whether it is inheritance rights or women's personal ownership of life, it is considered that they should not exist even before marriage, so the relationship between men and women will be regarded as absolute asceticism. Women can also become so-called appendages of men.

If this guy Zhu Xi lived in modern times, he would be a proper rebooter.

Unlike those guys who are really obsessed with sex bars, what he talks about is this set of theories, but when it comes to himself, it is completely different.

Yang Xian raised the corner of his mouth slightly and asked: "Then Zhu Xi said that he would destroy human desires according to the laws of heaven, how did he act?!"

"Zhu Xi, whom you regard as a saint, still kept a concubine at the age of sixty, so it was okay to take a concubine. But instead of finding a girl from a normal family, he actually married two young and beautiful nuns by force. What do you call Zhu Xi's heavenly principle? It probably doesn’t include this.”

"My daughter-in-law has been a widow for many years, but she still gives birth to a fat and white boy. What should I call my grandson Zhu Xi?!"

"Is this how the desire to destroy people in his words is destroyed?"

Fang Xiaoru's eyes turned red when he heard Yang Xian clutching Zhu Xi's painful foot.

"You, you're talking nonsense!"

"How dare you, a polite and polite guy who sells women's obscene clothes openly, dare to humiliate Zhu Zi like this?!"

Yang Xian smiled and said, "Is he the only one worthy of being called Zhu Zi?"

"You have been studying since childhood, but you don't even have the basic ability to distinguish right from wrong. You treat people like Zhu Xi, who talk about morality day and night, but only do things like male thieves and female prostitutes, as a saint."

"If it's not that you have one missing pair of eyes, it means that you are also the same person as him, which is understandable."

Brother Xun, a later generation, once commented on Zhu Xi by saying that he was "full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, but full of men stealing and women prostitutes".

Cruel officials kill people according to law, while post-Confucian people kill people according to reason, and even cannibalism!

This principle is Zhu Cheng Neo-Confucianism.

Real Confucianism is not this!

the other side.

While Yang Xian was chatting with the Confucian scholars in front of the Duke's Mansion, a debate also took place in the palace.

"Yue Min just told me about the female workers in the Jiangnan Textile Factory. I heard that Zhongba is going to close the factory and let all the female workers go home?" While Zhu Yuanzhang was eating, Empress Ma suddenly asked while holding the soles of her shoes. road.

"There is such a thing, and it was Mr. Li who proposed it." Zhu Yuanzhang replied casually.

"Chongba, you are not doing this right." Queen Ma said directly.

Zhu Yuanzhang realized that something seemed wrong in the atmosphere. He put down the porridge bowl in his hand, looked back at Queen Ma, and said with a smile: "Sister, I think what Mr. Li said is actually not a problem. This has been said in the ethical code since ancient times. , we can’t have any problems here.”

Ma Xiuying put down the half-filled shoe soles in her hands, raised her head and stared at Zhu Yuanzhang without fear and asked: "When you first revolted in Haozhou City, who asked me to manage the accounts?"

"And those weapons and food in your army, who asked me to count and distribute them."

"After that, we and I took the lead in making clothes for the military dependents and women. What did you soldiers wear at that time?"

"Without us cooking, what would you sergeants eat at that time?"

"Now that you have become the emperor, and our Ming Dynasty is rich and has no shortage of anything, why are you talking about ethical principles?"

"Why didn't you think of this then?"

"Chongba, you can't forget your roots as a human being."

"There is another thing, if it is really true, it will not change due to changes in time and occasions."

"Now we don't lack anything, but those families must have their reasons for letting women come out to work."

"You can't let people starve to death just because of some moral code." (End of Chapter)