In his previous life, Cui Xian was a PhD in Chinese Language and Literature from a prestigious university.
In this life, he has transmigrated into an impoverished family in ancient times.
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Cui Xian carried Huan Ying's frail body and walked all the way back to the house in the back mountain.
Along the way, countless Yuelu teachers and students wept and kowtowed.
White banners were hung inside and outside the mountain gate.
Mr. Ban Lin fought back tears, took out a letter, and read it to the hundreds of teachers and students in the academy: "Here, I have a letter from the headmaster for you students."
"Time is as precious as gold; do not let your decayed bones waste your spring silkworms."
"After I leave, I will close the door to visitors for fifteen days. You can all watch the osmanthus flowers bloom—"
"It is the best elegy."
"If you see someone in mourning coming to your house... tell them that I'm traveling to study with the Book of Shangshu..."
"I'll be back... around the first snowfall in a hundred years."
After hearing the contents of the letter, the students in the academy cried even louder.
What the old headmaster meant was that after his death, there would be no mourning or condolences.
The academy will be closed for fifteen days, and then everything will return to normal.
However, as the head of Yuelu Mountain, a great scholar who is a living fossil in the contemporary literary world, the spiritual and political leader of the Yuelu school, Huan Ying's death will inevitably cause a shock in the literary and official circles of Daliang.
Even the current emperor would send angels to express condolences.
Huan Ying’s death must be announced to the world as soon as possible.
And the person who is qualified to announce the death of the old dean——
Naturally, it can only be the new dean.
Inside the mourning hall.
Under the gazes of countless complicated people, the young dean Cui Xian, dressed in linen clothes, carefully straightened his clothes and kowtowed three times to the coffin.
The ceremony is over.
Cui Xian stood up and quickly wrote two letters at the desk. He stamped them with the chief's seal and said in a hoarse voice, "One letter to the Kaifeng government office, and one letter to the cabinet in the capital."
A teacher at the academy took the two letters and asked hesitantly, "Only these two?"
During his lifetime, the principal had many students all over the world.
Although I don't want my descendants to mourn and offer condolences, this is a bit too shabby.
Cui Xian's voice was very soft, but his tone was unquestionable: "Go and send it off."
Upon hearing this, the teacher nodded sadly and walked out of the mourning hall with the letter.
In the yard, there was a group of young students who looked panic-stricken and helpless.
Looking back, the new dean of youth in the mourning hall was even more immature than the students.
What made the teacher even more desperate was that the young dean was also a "classic thief" and was now being cursed and attacked by scholars all over Kaifeng.
It seems that our Yuelu is about to be finished!
The teachers and students looked at each other and understood the fear in each other's eyes.
Fortunately, there was no one else in the mourning hall besides Cui Xian.
There are also four gentlemen in charge: Ban Lin, Xun Zhang, Dong Lai and Ji Fu.
Looking at the heavy backs of the four gentlemen, everyone finally felt a little safe.
In front of the coffin.
Mr. Xun Zhang, whose mere presence made the students feel safe, felt anxious and helpless, stammering, "What should I do... What should I do..."
"Master uncle just disappeared without a trace, leaving behind a huge mess that I can't clean up!"
Ban Lin twitched his lips and said, "If you can't handle it, then I can't handle it either."
Ji Fu spread his hands and said, "I am even worse off."
After the three of them finished speaking, they looked towards Dong Lai eagerly.
Brother, if you can do it, go ahead.
Dong Lai: “…”
Damn it, no one can be relied upon.
But to be honest, Mr. Dong Lai, who is used to big scenes, feels extremely difficult at this moment.
Because Huan Ying passed the throne to Cui Xian and then suddenly passed away, the situation developed too hastily and there was a considerable variable.
In addition, Cui Xian made a mistake in his interpretation of the Book of Documents.
In the debate with Huan Ying, he also vaguely expressed the ideological seeds of "New Confucianism".
Each and every one of them is so fierce that it is difficult to choose which one is the most brutal.
Now that these are superimposed on each other, it is a terrifying effect that can be called an "explosion", which is bound to set off an all-round bloody storm.
The center of the storm will definitely fall on Yuelu Academy.
From this perspective, Huan Ying's special announcement after his death to close the mountain gate for fifteen days was also to protect Cui Xian.
The old man really has good intentions.
Dong Lai took a deep breath, and under the dumbfounded gaze of Ban Lin and the other two, he awkwardly comforted his apprentice: "As the saying goes, there is gain and loss."
"To put it bluntly, you can't have your cake and eat it too... ahem..."
To put it bluntly, it's all in vain.
The title of Yuelu Mountain Chief is a lofty political status.
Revising the Book of Documents means changing the rules for selecting officials.
The emergence of new learning is a reform of Confucian thought that continues the past and opens up the future.
The trinity is the ultimate winner.
What's more, Cui Xian also has a master who is the chief minister.
Whether it is the various schools within Confucianism, the various political parties in the officialdom, or even the aristocratic families, gentry groups, and the remnants of the various schools of thought, as long as they have a clear mind, they will do their best to push Cui Xian into the deep quagmire.
Mr. Donglai's words were a subtle advice to his apprentice to stay away from the limelight for the time being and take things slowly.
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But, it is unavoidable.
The battle in which one man declares war on the whole world has begun. Every step he takes to avoid it may lead to Cui Xian being imprisoned.
There is no return.
Therefore, he will not retreat even a single step!
"Before his death, Duke Huan atones for his sins to the saint."
Cui Xian raised his head and said something that made the four people from Donglai turn pale.
The young man standing in front of Huan Ying's funeral hall, his eyes sparkling, said seriously: "Teacher, I want to try."
"Fish, I want it."
"Bear paw, I want one too."
"The new school needs to be reformed, and the classics need to be revised. The position of dean was passed down to me by Duke Huan, so I must defend Yuelu on his behalf."
"So that Duke Huan may rest in peace in his afterlife."
His voice was not loud, but he spoke each word with great emphasis, showing the courage and determination of a young man.
Even Dong Lai, Ban Lin, and their four old bones began to boil with blood.
It’s great to be young!
"In that case, let's give it a try!"
Mr. Donglai raised his eyebrows: "The teacher will always stand behind you."
Cui Xian just laughed.
He quickly picked up his pen, wrote another letter, and handed it to Dong Lai: "At critical moments, teachers can't just stand behind students, they have to take action."
"This letter will be sent to the capital via the Imperial Household Department."
"Also, please, teacher, bring my family and my elder brother to Yuelu as soon as possible."
Kaifeng is now a "powder keg".
It could explode at any time.
Dong Lai took the letter and after reading it, he exclaimed in admiration: "Excellent! Excellent!"
Then he left in a hurry.
Ban Lin and three others:?
What's so great about it? Explain it clearly!
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Kaifeng is indeed in chaos.
It's even a mess.
Yesterday, only the bookstores were closed and the schools were on strike, and a large number of scholars were paraded through the streets as a warning to the public.
The situation escalated today. The county magistrate and the prefectural official claimed to be ill.
The two government offices were besieged.
What is even more astonishing is that in addition to scholars, there were also monks from Daxiangguo Temple participating in the parade.
It is said that it was because of the interpretation of "heart" in the debate between Cui Xian and Huan Ying yesterday, which was suspected of borrowing, plagiarizing, and distorting the Zen mind method!
The abbot of Daxiangguo Temple led hundreds of monks to sit in meditation outside the government office.
The people who didn't know the truth called it absurd.
But, there is nothing new under the sun.
Since Cui Xian finished his debate and tried to launch a new learning reform, a global campaign against him began.
The old Confucian scholars of the Kaifeng School of Ancient Classics were the first to start a group.
Daxiangguo Temple follows closely behind.
They came together, distorted the facts, exaggerated what Cui Xian had said, and accused him of all kinds of treason.
Fortunately.
Old Cui was a clever move. He printed a court bulletin overnight, recording the entire process of Cui Xian's debate, and posted it all over the city for free the next morning.
On that day, hundreds of fast horses carried the latest issue of the official bulletin to all parts of Daliang.
But, before one wave subsides, another wave arises.
The monks of Daxiangguo Temple and the old Confucian scholars who were marching did not wait for the governor to come and uphold justice for them.
But he received a letter from Yuelu Academy.
Huan Ying passed away. The new dean Cui Xian, in accordance with the old abbot's wishes, closed the temple for fifteen days and no one was required to come to pay their respects.
One stone can cause a thousand ripples.
The already turbulent situation in Kaifeng was completely out of control.
"Conspiracy! It's definitely a conspiracy!"
"The old headmaster was angered to death by the thief Cui Xian!"
"We absolutely cannot allow a thief like Jing to become the head of Yuelu Mountain."
The fire of public opinion began to spread.
With Kaifeng as the center, cities in Henan responded one after another.
All the major prefectural schools, county schools, and temples wrote to the emperor requesting that Cui Xian's academic title be abolished and that this sutra thief be appointed as the head of Yuelu Mountain.
The Henan officialdom and literary world were shaken.
Then continue.
The news spread to the capital and reached the emperor.
Huan Ying passed away.
The throne was passed to 14-year-old Cui Xian.
Cui Xian intended to revise a new version of the Book of Documents.
His interpretation of "psychology" and "reason" is truly outrageous.
All the officials in the court were impressed by the terrifying knowledge of this 14-year-old boy.
At the same time, he angrily made up his mind: This guy must be eliminated as soon as possible!
In an instant, all the ministers were outraged, and memorials impeaching Cui Xian were sent to the emperor's dragon desk like snowflakes.
That’s not all.
After observing the celestial phenomena at night, the Imperial Astronomical Observatory presented a memorial to the Emperor, which said:
The Azure Dragon breaks its horn, the White Tiger loses its eye. The Fourteenth Main Court, Heluo Qingxing!