My father is Emperor Wu of Han, how can I be different from him?

Chapter 147 Win-win
"Young farmers grew up in the fields and knew how to catch fish and rabbits. Young merchants grew up in the market and knew how to do account books and arithmetic. Did they learn it on their own?"

Sima Tan shook his head.

"The Crown Prince grew up in the Imperial Palace. On one hand, he was taught by the Imperial Tutor and others about power, and on the other hand, His Majesty personally played out the power struggle. He was influenced by what he saw and heard every day and grew up immersed in power. His character is no longer what you would expect from an ordinary teenager."

In the study, Sima Qian was silent for a long time.

Just like when he was a child, he listened to his father Sima Tan's teachings in a leisurely manner, "When we historians record events, we should avoid bringing in personal bias."

"You said that the prince acted in a grand manner, which is not wrong, but when looking at things and people, you need to see the whole picture, so that you will not have subjective likes and dislikes when writing."

"……Yes."

Sima Qian bowed and said, "My son will remember this."

Seeing this, Sima Tan nodded gently and picked up the teacup on the table, "Since you promised Dong Zhongshu to have more contact with the prince, you can go and see the full picture yourself later."

"Your father will only give you some pointers today." As he said this, he did not drink the tea in his hand, but held it.

"A few years ago, the dignitaries in Chang'an liked to add condiments to their tea. The richer the condiments, the more prominent their status. But a few years later..."

"People are turning to drinking plain tea instead."

Sima Tan looked at the tea in the cup without chopped green onions or orange peels, and said, "A few years ago, the cooking methods were just boiling, simmering, roasting and stewing."

"Now, everyone is proud to have a feast of fried, stir-fried, sautéed, and deep-fried food at Chunfenglou. While drinking and eating, everyone will inevitably think of someone..."

Prince!

Sima Qian vaguely guessed what his father wanted to express. Sure enough, Sima Tan did not directly point out the identity of the prince, but pointed out the other party's intention.

“It’s about making a name for yourself.”

"And today's visit to Bowang Garden is to nourish the mind." Sima Tan's old voice paused, and he sighed: "The most wonderful thing is..."

"Whether it's tea or cooking, Your Majesty likes it. If I'm not mistaken, the Crown Prince has also satisfied Your Majesty with what happened in Bowang Garden today, right?"

Hear this.

Sima Qian's face tensed, with a hint of shock in his eyes, and he whispered, "The Confucianists, Legalists, and Taoists all have outstanding disciples who have been recommended to Your Majesty by the Crown Prince!"

"Hey."

Sima Tan took a sip of tea and was even more touched. "It was a gathering of hundreds of people. The prince gained fame and shared talents with your majesty."

"Advance and retreat with moderation. I have a suspicion that Zhuang Qingzhai secretly taught this method to the prince. What a pity..."

Zhuang Qingzhai didn't have that vision. If he did, he wouldn't have fallen from the position of prime minister.

As the crown prince, it is not difficult to get benefits. Countless kings and fathers have proved that the difficulty lies in how the crown prince can get benefits without angering the king.

The current prince has done it.

Not only did he not anger the emperor, he also achieved a win-win situation with the emperor...

……

Not far from Sima Mansion, also on Shangguanqian Street, in a slightly larger mansion, two people were also talking.

"Thank you for your support, doctor." Li Guangli was sitting at the bottom. He picked up a glass of wine, bowed slightly, and drank it all in one gulp.

"It's not a matter of promotion. With the person from Yilan Palace here, you are destined to achieve something in the future. I'm just giving you a hand." Doctor Ni Kuan said kindly.

The rank of Zhong Daifu is equivalent to that of 2,000 stones.

Relying on the favor accumulated by the nobles in the palace, Li Guangli got what he wanted and became a person second only to the Nine Ministers in one go.

Thanks to his recommendation, Li Guangli now holds the position of Chief Clerk and is promoted to the rank of Six Hundred Stone. He is no longer an empty title with no power or influence as before.

At the moment. Ni Kuan's words were polite, but Li Guangli couldn't really respond. His expression was as humble as ever, "Doctor, that's not right. I am very grateful for your support."

"When I went to the palace yesterday and told you about this, you were very grateful and said that you would definitely repay me in the future!"

Tsk.

It's a little too explicit.

However, considering that the other party had just entered the officialdom, Ni Kuan did not care too much. Being explicit also has its advantages. At least Ni Kuan was sure that his efforts were not in vain.

He was willing to help Li Guangli, naturally for the sake of Madam Li in the palace. It would never hurt to establish a good relationship with her in advance.

Ni Kuan's previous words were indeed somewhat polite.

But it is not groundless. With the person in Yilan Palace around, if he doesn't help Li Guangli, sooner or later someone else will.

Drinking and drinking.

Ni Kuan advised Li Guangli to be diligent in his work in the future, and Li Guangli agreed to all his requests. He also took the opportunity to ask about some matters that require attention in officialdom.

As he was talking, Li Guangli suddenly asked, "Bowang Garden is quite lively today, with many disciples from other schools entering the government."

"If I encounter them in the future, how should I deal with them?"

He said this.

The question is actually, should we be hostile to schools of thought other than Confucianism?
The reason why Li Guangli had this problem was that the senior official Ni Kuan who promoted him was a Confucian.

Ni Kuan was proficient in classics and calendar, served as a doctor, and once studied "Shangshu" with Kong Anguo.

"Ha ha ha ha."

After hearing Li Guangli's question, Ni Kuan laughed out loud and said, "Li Changshi, when you enter the officialdom in the future, remember to read and learn first, and don't take it for granted!"

He nodded at the other party twice, and Li Guangli hurriedly bowed and humbly asked for advice. Ni Kuan smiled and waved his hand, then said: "In the officialdom, the camps are not divided like this."

“Although the schools are different, due to various disputes in the officialdom, people from different schools can sometimes be in the same camp.”

"Furthermore..."

At this point, Ni Kuan stopped smiling and said seriously, "Confucianism has its own opinions. How can we easily regard it as a camp?"

This is the end of the sentence.

As for the unity of Confucianists today, under the guidance of Dong Zhongshu, who "cast a golden body", they can barely unite to face external troubles.

But upon closer inspection.

In fact, there are many factions within Confucianism, and the factions are so complicated that it is almost broken into pieces!

Because of the different understandings of the meaning of classics before and after the Qin Dynasty, they can be divided into Modern Text Confucianism and Ancient Text Confucianism.

Because of different understandings of the "Spring and Autumn Annals", the "Gongyang Zhuan", "Guliang Zhuan" and "Zuo Zhuan" were divided into three schools, each of which formed its own school.

Not to mention the Confucian doctors of the Five Classics, who, in addition to teaching the "Spring and Autumn Annals", also taught "Book of Songs", "Book of History", "Book of Rites" and "Book of Changes", each of which was a separate school.

The more you divide, the more fragmented it becomes.

What Ni Kuan said was very true, and he was speaking from the heart.

Don't forget, who was it who sent the Confucian leader Dong Zhongshu to Jiaoxi State to seek excitement?
It’s the Confucian scholar Gongsun Hong!
The internal struggles within Confucianism are far more intense than what outsiders see.

For a school like this, let alone being united in the court, it would be a blessing if they didn't fight among themselves...

"Is that so?" Li Guangli was stunned. He bowed his hands repeatedly to apologize and said, "My humble servant is shallow in knowledge. Please don't blame me, sir."

(End of this chapter)