Outside the pavilion.
Elder General Xue had been praising Chu Wei and Chang Yuyan for their youthfulness, and Xue Yuan stood to the side, looking at the people in the pavilion with his hands behind his back.
Chang Yuyan suddenly smiled and said, "Jiuyao, have you read that article by the Holy Lord?"
Xue Yuan lazily said, "Look."
"This method is really marvelous," Chang Yuyan sighed, "a small thing, can play the sentence reading, if this benefits the people of the world, where in the world there will still be people who do not know how to read?"
Xue Yuan did not speak. Chang Yuyan took a few steps forward and walked to his side, covering her hand and whispering, "Jiu Yao, is this method really what Tai Fu Li came up with?"
Only then did Xue Yuan lift his eyelids and reward him with a look, "What are you trying to say."
"This method is good, but it's not popular," Chang Yuyan said, "Not to mention other things, let's just talk about the words of the saints, different readings of the sentences can turn the words of the saints into different meanings. To put it bluntly, this is a cover to satisfy one's own selfish desires, and the gentleman of my clan has used the words of the saints as a pretext for his own profit. How many times have the words of saints been misinterpreted since ancient times? No one knows whether this is right or wrong, and each side has its own version of the words, so if we really want to use this method, which school of assertion should we follow? What's more, it's not just the words of the sages, there are many holy books in the world, if every book used this method, then wouldn't people of all races and factions hate it to the bone?"
Xue Yuan's eyes flashed, "If this is really what Tai Fu Li came up with?"
Chang Yuyan let out a laugh and gloated, "That can really be the great scholar of today who has the heart of the world, I can't compare to that, I can't compare to that even if I write more verses."
"You don't write poetry for the sake of the world, you write it to anger your father and the clan, for fame and profit," Xue Yuan, "I see that you have read so many words of the sages and fed them all to the stomach of a dog."
"This is the upper beam is not correct, the lower beam is crooked," Chang Yuyan is calm, "Teach me to read the teacher also only hang these words on the mouth, not in the heart. The court officials are even a mouthful of curved paths, they only need to arbitrarily change a word, change the sentence reading method, is to stand on the righteousness, want to say what you can say. The people in the muddy water are no better than anyone else, do you think it is easy to promote this thing out? I'm just afraid that once it's spread out, it'll touch the public's wrath."
Xue Yuan laughed a little and said, "That's why the saint called you with Lord Chu."
Chang Yuyan was stunned.
What is favorable to the choleric is not favorable to the upper class, it is natural to use the upper class to fight the upper class, the saint wants to use the power to fight, the choleric and the people only need to wave the flag behind the back.
Chu Wei and Chang Yuyin come from official families, and have the talent and fame in the body, is the unswerving royalist party, they do not come out Xue Yuan feel pity.
Xue Yuan looked at him with a smile, went up and stepped aside, grabbed one of Li's boys, and asked about his Li's youngest son.
Chang Yuyan froze for a while before slowly following, "The youngest son of the Li family, named Li Huan, I do know this person."
The boy said warily, "Yes, this lord is right."
Xue Yuan let go of the boy and looked towards the gazebo. The saint had already finished speaking with Li Bao, and the old man looked haggard as he was helped down by the servants, the collar of his shirt was already wet with sweat.
Gu Yuanbai glanced downwards from the pavilion and happened to meet his eyes. The corners of his lips hooked slightly and he turned to the bystanders, "All come and sit by me."
Several people came forward, Xue Yuan was obviously at the farthest, but in three steps and two steps, he quickly brushed past the crowd and leaped onto the steps, sitting beside the Holy Emperor and lowering his voice: "Are you tired?"
Gu Yuanbai said, "It's still okay."
Xue Yuan thought for a moment, "Your Majesty recognizes Li Huan, the youngest son of the Li family?"
Gu Yuanbai snorted coldly, "With a face but no brain, just a dumbass."
The saint would rarely speak so harshly, even that brainless thing Xue Lin, Gu Yuanbai was poised after being frightened by the wolf. Xue Yuan changed the topic as if nothing had happened, but he was even more concerned in his heart.
Gu Yuanbai, on the other hand, looked at the two young talents, "The two Secretaries, the matter of punctuation marks is a matter of great importance, concerning the safety of the Taifu, you must not publicize this matter now."
Chang Yuyan and Chu Wei both nodded.
The saint commanded a few more things, the two remembered them one by one, and retired, Chu Wei suddenly blessed to the heart, out of the pavilion will look back, but in the hidden fence between, saw Xue Yuan placed in the saint's back of the hand.
Five fingers were spread apart, strong and powerful, and placed intimately between the Holy Lord's loins.
Chu Wei looked at this glance for a long time, some bewilderment between his handsome eyebrows, when Chang Yuyan was puzzled and wanted to turn back to look together, Chu Wei suddenly returned to his senses, avoiding the general forward and walking quickly, "Brother Chang, we should go."
Chang Yuyan noticed nothing and said, "Good."
*
Five days later a day of morning court, the group of ministers finished deliberating, but the saint did not dispersed the morning court, but emotionally general talk about the saint's words.
"I am touched by the benevolence of the Sage Confucius," said the Sage, "the words of the Sage Confucius are all heirlooms. The people admire my Daheng for its many talents and for its self-restraint, and the role of the sage's words in this cannot be ignored."
The Confucian greats in the dynasty could not help but show a self-effacing look.
His Majesty's words turned, "I often feel that I can't let the people of the world can learn the words of the saints, and my Tai Fu also has this concern as I generally do. Li Bao is the world's great Confucian scholar, studying the reasoning of the Confucian sages for decades, he is now older, but in order to allow the people of the world to listen to the words of the sages, can let the world's readers to learn the sages' learning, then came up with a good way."
"Men," said the saint, "invite my Tai Fu to court."
The Hundred Officials did not expect such a scene, they turned their heads towards the back and looked surprised.
Li Bao, the long gray-haired Imperial Master, walked step by step into the great hall.
He was old, and his body had aged with him. If there had been some ambition when he was young, it had now long been extinguished by his weakened life. But a literati's quest to remain famous in history, even Li Po could not escape.
Longevity in the annals of history is highly acclaimed by posterity.
With death and family prosperity looming behind him, every word from His Holiness poked at Li Po's heart.
Li Po leaned on his crutches, shivering with each step. His eyes traced over the crimson palace carpet under his feet, the opulent palace was still as majestic and tall as it used to be, and on the golden pillars were dragons and phoenixes Pantheon with twelve coats of arms.
He slowly looked around at the officers.
They were all wearing official robes, and they were all still able to walk. The dark-colored official robes were added to their bodies, and in the silence was a sunken and oppressive majesty.
These are the people the sages told Li Po to deal with.
Many of them had come to Li Bao's residence to ask him to correct his articles, and many of these people were increasingly famous talents and great scholars, representatives of various schools of thought.
Li Po withdrew his eyes from them and finally made his way to the front of the great hall, where he threw away his crutches and knelt down trembling.
"I, Li Bao, pay my respects to Your Majesty!"
"Rise," Gu Yuanbai said, "Someone come, help Tai Fu to rise."
After Li Bao was helped to stand up by the eunuchs, he held up a pile of thick paper in his hands, "Your Majesty, this is what I want to offer!"
The eunuch stepped forward to receive it, Gu Yuanbai casually pulled out one and looked at it, the corners of his mouth tugged, looking at Li Baobao's eyes more and more gently, and he turned his head sideways to the eunuch and said, "Hand these over to the hands of all the ministers."
Five eunuchs came out from the side in a row, and in a moment called these papers to the hands of the ministers. Hundreds of officials, either puzzled or curious, looked down and read it, then their hearts shrank, not daring to believe.
Li Bao took a few big breaths, and in the midst of His Majesty's gaze, he spoke one by one about the function of these punctuation marks.
Gu Yuanbai nodded his head every now and then with a look of extreme approval and appreciation.
What was on the paper was not Gu Yuanbai's Cao Filthy Argument written that day, but rather two paragraphs from the Strategies of the Warring States that Li Bao himself had tried to write out using punctuation marks.
Two paragraphs are few and far between, succinct but they say it all.
When Li Bao finished his explanation, the entire hall was so quiet that it seemed as if there was still an aftertaste present.
Someone was so shocked that they uttered, "How does this work?!"
"How can this not work?" The saint lightly looked at him, "I think Li Qing said well, the method is also good, with this method, the people of the world can no longer spend effort and time to learn sentence reading, in the ten thousand people have the benefit of the things, is not it exactly what the Confucius sage said that there is no class without teaching?"
The questioner was dumbfounded.
Li Bao's lips trembled, "What Your Majesty said is extremely true! This method, this method ...... I implore Your Majesty to use this method for sentence reading to popularize the people!"
The hundred officials were in an uproar at these words.
One by one, the officials stood out in an impassioned manner, saying loudly with the emperor that they could not, but if they were asked why they could not, they could not say anything else. Some of the court's humble officials were torn, but before they stepped forward, some of the ministers who had spoken to the emperor some days before, resolutely stepped forward.
The whole courtroom was as noisy as a food market.
Gu Yuanbai looked at the bottom of the hundred officials do not want the slightest image, some people have even rolled up their sleeves rose to the face red, the Confucian saint said the etiquette are thrown to the back of the head, look at it, this is full of benevolent, righteous, polite, wise and trustworthy officials.
It is not the saints they value at all, but the fame and fortune represented behind the saints.
The sky is the limit, and the sky is the limit.
It is not true that there are no purely Confucian scholars, but those who sink or sink in the officialdom seldom can still keep their original mind.
The saint propped up the dragon chair and slowly got up, the eunuch beside him shouted, "Silence--"
The hundred officials seemed to have just reacted to the fact that this was above the great hall, and they abruptly closed their mouths, their faces white.
Gu Yuanbai descended from the steps step by step, pointing at the chaotic group of officials, anger hidden within his calm, "Look at you all! In vain, you have read so many holy books, look at the way you are now! What's the difference between you and the city's shrews!"
"What is this sleeve rolled up for? Is it to fight to the death in front of me!" Gu Yuanbai's face was finally no longer calm, and anger burned furiously in his brows, "Ridiculous! Ridiculous to the extreme!"
The faces of the officials who were angrily scolded by His Holiness pointing at their noses went white and then red with shame.
"Full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, full of mouth for the country and the people, I see you guys like this feel ridiculous," Gu Yuanbai heavy a cold snort, chest is still violently rising and falling, "you guys say it's not good, then say it's not good where, I see you guys are not think it's not good, it's your own selfishness, looking at the Tai Fu brought these punctuation marks, what you see in your eyes is not the words of the saints, not the people of the world, it's the 'power' word of power and the 'profit' word of fame and fortune that you are only willing to see!"
Hundred officials breathing stagnation, anxious and panicked kneeling, uneven dozen muffled sounds, cold sweat soaked through the spine, fearful: "I do not dare!"
"Don't dare?" Gu Yuanbai looked at them grimly, "Then talk to me. Secretary Huang, Secretary Zhou, where is the Minister? Where are the Nine Ministers? All stand out for me and tell me where exactly Tai Fu's method is bad, where it can't be used!"
The heavy minister was silent.
Gu Yuanbai said, "Say ah?"
The Minister of the Household was the first to come forward, "I think there is nothing wrong, available, naturally available."