Zhou Maoxue bowed and continued, "Your Majesty is wise and the officials are honest, but you let Fang Zhengyi and his ilk take advantage of the situation to disrupt the Six Classics and bring chaos to the government! The fake scientific classics were promoted in the Mid-Levels Daily, and the poison has spread far and wide! The newspaper exaggerated and sensationalized, and students all over the world have no interest in learning."
"Since the founding of our country, we have followed the words of the saints and inherited the old system. In terms of the state system and laws, it is elegant and perfect, and there is nothing that can be changed! Moreover, the imperial examination is the lifeblood of the country, but now some people have evil thoughts about it and try to use scientific theories to touch the lifeblood of the country. The crude people of Dongda, who are not familiar with the Four Books, Five Classics and Six Arts, dare to squeeze out the official positions of the younger brothers and be promoted to the temple? How can this not be the decline of morals?"
"The country is in crisis and the people's customs are no longer the same. How can we take it lightly? I, Zhou, am incompetent, but I am willing to lead the way in denouncing Fang Zheng in front of the gate of the Marquis' Mansion for fifteen days. If Fang Zheng is willing to come out and argue with us within five days, admit his mistakes and repent, there is hope! Otherwise..." Zhou Maoxue quickly took out two envelopes from his sleeve.
"I have written two articles in my study at home. Although they are no more than ten thousand words, every word is as vivid as the cuckoo's cry of blood. This first letter is to the emperor. I only hope to borrow your help and present it to the emperor. It will sweep away the evil spirit and establish the foundation of my great vision!"
"The other one is a scientific pseudo-scripture, sent to the officials in the court, to return the Qingming rule to Dajing!"
"Well done, Brother Zhou!" A thunderous cheer rang out from the crowd.
The surging emotions of the crowd had greatly infected Zhou Maoxue, and his blood was boiling.
He raised his arms excitedly and shouted, "Today, I, Zhou, am here to cheer for the people of the world. I hope you, my peers, will stick with me here. If the court puts pressure on me, I, Zhou, am willing to bear the brunt! Even if I die, I only hope... to bring back the glorious era of our Dajing!!!"
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