For all the officials of the Ming Dynasty, it was very difficult to enter the big door of the cabinet chief's house, but there were still many people coming to visit every day.
There were officials in the court who could see the situation clearly, but they were not many. Under such circumstances, many people thought that Han Yu, the chief minister of the cabinet, was very remarkable.
Although people have many opinions about Han Yu and his reputation is not very good, in this world, you regard something as more important than life, but it may be worthless to others.
Many people think that Han Yu is not a good person and do not want to associate with him; but many people think that this kind of Han Yu is the best.
There were really a lot of people wanting to visit Han Yu's house.
Among them, three young men were not very conspicuous. They mingled in the crowd, looking around with expressions of curiosity and amazement.
"As expected of the cabinet's chief minister, it's really lively." Song Yingxing said with emotion.
"Being surrounded by people, having high command of the government, and holding the power of life and death in one's hands, this is what makes officialdom addictive. Once you become an official, it is difficult to let go of the power in your hands. There are really very few people in this world who can do this." Zhang Yu said with a smile, but his face was calm, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said.
Song Yingsheng, who was standing aside, glanced at Zhang Yu and said seriously, "I've told you several times, don't be so extreme."
"Becoming an official may not be about these things. Many people do it because they want to do something practical for the people, to realize their ambitions, to do something for the country, and to live up to the sage books they have read."
"Your thoughts are so extreme that they will sooner or later affect your behavior. If your behavior is also extreme, something bad will happen." After saying this, Song Yingsheng looked at Zhang Yu and said in a deep tone: "Read the Buddhist scriptures when you have a chance."
"You know very well that I can't concentrate on it." Zhang Yu said with a smile, without any change on his face, as if he didn't take Song Yingsheng's words to heart at all.
Seeing Song Yingsheng glaring at him, Zhang Yu had no choice but to change his words and said, "There definitely are people like you mentioned, and I believe you, Song Yingsheng, are one of them."
"But this is a filthy world, full of chaos. I now find Xunzi's teachings more plausible. Human nature is inherently evil, and whether it's reading or laws, they're simply meant to suppress this evil."
"Why do people need to study? Because reading can enlighten people. Why should we enlighten people? If people were inherently kind, then there would be no need to study, and the world would be free of such filth."
"Because human nature is inherently evil, people are born with all sorts of desires. Because we need to eat to survive, we have a desire to eat. When we're hungry, we want to be full. When we're full, we want to eat well. When we're eating well, we want to eat whatever we want. This is what we call insatiable desires."
Song Yingsheng looked at Zhang Yu helplessly. Among the three of them, only Zhang Yu could say such words.
Zhang Yu, who also studied Guanxue, didn't know why he had taken the subject the wrong way. Ever since the incident involving Xunzi, he had been moving more and more in this direction.
This made Song Yingsheng very worried, and he didn't know whether it was right or wrong to bring Zhang Yu to see Han Yu today.
Three people had already arrived at the hallway and handed over the visiting cards in their hands.
Obviously someone must have given instructions, so when the gatekeeper saw the three people's visiting cards, the expression on his face instantly brightened up, and he quickly made a gesture to invite the three people in.
This made people outside a little confused. These three people didn't seem to have any background, so how come they were welcomed in?
Judging from their attire, they were not high-ranking officials, but ordinary scholars. Looking at the clothes they wore, it was clear they were not high-end goods, and the price was probably not expensive, so they were not from wealthy families.
Although these people were confused, no one dared to ask.
As the saying goes, there is a seventh-rank official guarding the prime minister's door. They dare not offend the gatekeeper, so they can only doubt it in their hearts.
After the Song brothers and Zhang Yu were brought in, they were quickly taken to a reception room.
The decoration inside the house was not very luxurious, but it looked very elegant. There were a few paintings hanging on the wall, but they were not the works of famous artists.
Although there were a few familiar names, they were mostly officials of the current dynasty. Clearly, this was a gift from someone. If you ask, there must be some story behind this.
"Look here." Zhang Yu walked to the front of the bookshelf and said while looking at a calligraphy hanging there.
The two Song brothers hurried over and found that there was indeed a calligraphy hanging there, but there was no signature.
However, the three of them were all scholars and had seen Han Yu's calligraphy, so they could tell at a glance that the calligraphy was written by Han Yu himself.
“Practice is the sole criterion for testing truth.”
Seeing these big words in front of him, a smile suddenly appeared on Zhang Yu's face.
He suddenly felt that things were becoming interesting, and perhaps it was really time for him to realize his ambitions.
Naturally, the three of them were familiar with this sentence, because it was said by His Majesty.
This statement caused a lot of controversy at the time, but now it is regarded as the truth by many people.
Of course, some people are dissatisfied with this, but they dare not express their doubts publicly.
"Do you think my handwriting is good?" Han Yu walked out with a smile.
After hearing the words, Song Yingsheng and the other two turned around and saw Han Yu looking at them with a smile. They bowed and said, "Disciple greets you, Lord."
"You haven't entered officialdom yet, and this isn't the imperial court, so relax a bit." Han Yu smiled, gestured for invitation, and said, "Let's sit down and talk."
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