Wang Shouren smiled here, and there was no humor on his face: "If you can serve the king with death in danger, this is something that the sages of the past generations have the courage to do." Such a person is in line with the way of a saint, and is more worthy of praise from people all over the world. ”

"But...... Does a king need the blood of his loyal servants?

He suddenly asked.

All of a sudden, the atmosphere in the classroom became solemn.

Wang Shouren's face also returned to indifference, I have to say that he is a person who is very good at demagogy.

Fang Jifan, who had been standing quietly, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and even a pair of clear eyes had a smile, in fact, he already knew that Wang Shouren was about to press those rotten Confucians to the ground again.

It's really exciting.

What he saw in Wang Shouren was a sense of vitality, even though Wang Shouren was much older than Fang Jifan, but this vigorous vitality, Fang Jifan clearly felt it.

"No...... Need...... Want! ”

Wang Shouren replied word by word: "The Ming Dynasty does not need such loyal ministers, Your Majesty does not need such people, and the people of the world do not need their blood." What the Ming needed was someone who could stand up and fight the Tatars when the Tatars attacked. What Your Majesty needs is that when he is in danger, he will ask what to do, so that thousands of people who have received the grace of the country will enthusiastically stand up and tell Your Majesty that no Tatar can cross the border pass, and no Tatar can show off his might in my Daming border town, and His Majesty the Emperor needs Zhang Qian, and what he needs is a Confucian student like Ban Chao. ”

"When the people of the world are in danger, they need someone to stand up and tell them firmly that the Tatars are not terrible, that the Tatars also have their weaknesses, where our strengths are, where our weaknesses are, and where we can use the terrain to fight the thieves to the death. The people of the world just need someone to protect them. ”

"The people sitting here today, although they dare not say that they have received the grace of the country, they are all good families, and the days have passed, and our use is ten times more than that of ordinary people, or even a hundred times, we occupy a beautiful house, and we have slaves around us, and ordinary people must be short of breath when they see us. But if something happens, you only know how to fulfill your loyalty with blood, is it ...... Don't you think it's ridiculous? ”

Hearing this, everyone's hearts were already shocked.

Emperor Hongzhi looked at Wang Shouren with blazing eyes, and gradually felt that it was a little interesting.

This guy is so bold that he actually speculates in front of the public whether I need loyal ministers.

And in my name, I gave the answer directly.

At this time, I saw Wang Shouren shaking his head and saying: "So loyalty to the king is the way, it only exists in the heart, a person who has not read the books of the sages, if he can be loyal, then he has no way of the sages?" I think there is. Jing Ke assassinated the King of Qin, Jing Ke was loyal to Prince Dan of Yan, and with his own strength, under the protection of thousands of Qin troops, he tried to see the poor dagger and attacked and killed the King of Qin. Jing Ke is not a Confucian student, but he also has his own conscience. ”

In fact, every human being has a conscience in his heart, and those who read the books of the sages are not superior to others. And for those who have not read the books of the sages, there are many people who have done righteous deeds that are the rebirth of the saints of Confucius and will be praised. ”

"The way of a saint is in the heart. It exists in the heart, so why do you need to search up and down like the rotten Confucians. The way of the saints that exists in our hearts, we should spend our whole lives to practice it, so there is a line! A gentleman has six arts, we learn the method of fencing, the art of killing, if after learning, when facing the Tatars, do not panic, do not want to use their own blood to fulfill loyalty, but try to use their own practice of fencing, to find the flaws of the Tatars, kill them, and protect the people behind them, this is your conscience, and your practice is one. ”

"In your conscience, you don't give up the hard work of the peasants, you learn farming, learn how to make the grain in the field grow better, you record the growth of crops, write a book of agriculture, and by extension, this is also the unity of knowledge and action."

"There are 1.5 million scholars in the Ming Dynasty, 1.5 million scholars, everyone knows the way of a saint, has the heart of a saint, everyone knows benevolence, knows what loyalty and filial piety are, and knows etiquette and righteousness. If you pick out any of the 1.5 million people who read the world and ask him what benevolence is, they can shake their heads and tell you: 'The blind date between the upper and lower levels is called benevolence', but what ......about it?"

Wang Shouren stared at everyone and continued word by word: "But nine out of ten of these 1.5 million scholars know what the way of a saint is, and they also have the heart of a saint, but they sit and talk about the Tao all day long, read to death, talk about the mind, and talk about the landscape. So...... What is the use of such a person who has the way of a saint and the heart of a saint? The Tatars came, they were useless, they had to shed blood; When there was a natural disaster, the people were starving all over the land, and when people were cannibalistic, they were useless, so they made poems, saying that the people in the world were suffering from the rise and fall; When the flood floods and the earth is reduced to hell, they do not know how to build dikes or how to protect the people, and they are useless as usual. ”

“……”

Everyone was silent, feeling that they were being slapped in the face by Wang Shouren, and their faces were hot and painful.

At this time, Emperor Hongzhi was extremely shocked, and looked at Wang Shouren fixedly, looking thoughtful.

Fang Jifan stood at the door with his hands behind his back, looking at Wang Shouren with a smile......

Sure enough, he is worthy of being his protégé, as sharp as him, although some places have been deviated by him, but this mouth, that Wang Lang old man has fortunately been dead for a thousand years, and he has the ability to reincarnate in my Daming, and Wang Shouren of my family will still scold you to death again.

At this time, Wang Shouren raised his head, and under the candlelight, his thin face showed a stubborn look: "This is the person who I know the way of the sages, this is the people who have made offerings, some of them eat the king's luck, and some of them eat the people's fat and people's ointment, is this my Ming scholar's doctors?" When many people are slaughtered in border towns, when many people are not clothed, they can still close their doors, listen to what is happening outside the window, and read only the books of the sages? It's a shame! Shame on the scholars! ”

After that, Wang Shouren lowered his head and finished speaking.

He obviously didn't intend to give anyone else a chance to continue to criticize him, so he immediately gathered some clutter from the podium and prepared to leave.

In the school, everyone looked at Wang Shouren, but they were silent.

It's true...... The scolding was too harsh.

Today, Mr. Wang's words are particularly sharp.

Wang Shouren straightened the Rushan on his body and was about to leave with his feet raised.

Suddenly, someone said: "Isn't Mr. Wang also talking, if the Tatars come to the front, what is the difference between thinking about it and the scholars that Mr. Wang criticizes?" ”

All the people looked at the one who spoke.

is still the same scholar, this scholar is full of disdain, he seems to be very dissatisfied with Wang Shouren, and he also disagrees with Wang Shouren's words.

After all, someone will be ashamed if they are slapped in the face.

When someone is slapped in the face, they will be annoyed and angry.

This benevolent brother belongs to the latter.

He wasn't convinced.

What are you pretending to be, what you are saying now sounds good, aren't you also talking about it?

All of a sudden, many people suddenly came to their senses and whispered in low voices.

Many of the people who have come to listen to the lecture in the past few days have come to see potatoes, and many of them have listened to Wang Shouren's class for the first time.

Therefore, I am naturally unconvinced.

Wang Shouren ignored him and still had to raise his legs.

This man seemed to feel that he had poked Wang Shouren's sore spot, and took the opportunity to continue: "Since they are all boastful and sitting, why do they need to be so sharp? You're right, when the student sees the Tatars, he will be in a war of two forces, but what about Mr. Wang? Want...... It's not much better than me. ”

"You say a Tatar?"

Wang Shouren finally stopped, staring back at this person.

It's just that...... The gaze is cold.

But the emaciated man seemed to just ask the Confucian in a very calm tone.

Emperor Hongzhi still sat with a gentle smile, quite a bit of a good deed's mentality.

Zhu Houzhao tugged at Fang Jifan's sleeve and said in a low voice: "That kid looked at Yin Tang black, do you want to ......?"

"Don't make a fuss, it's not a cow." Fang Jifan was very embarrassed, he suddenly found that he, a loser, was becoming more and more like a mentor and friend in front of Zhu Houzhao.

And the Confucian smiled at this time and said, "You don't dare to come here, so ......"

It's just that when he said so......

Suddenly, popped!

Wang Shouren's hand slapped on the podium fiercely.

It was a wooden podium, and it was very sturdy.

But with this hard beat, a deafening sound came out.

Everyone looked at Wang Shouren in amazement.

Wang Shouren smiled slightly, and then turned around.

But at the moment when he turned around, the lectern suddenly cracked, and he fell to the ground with a bang in an instant, and in this quiet classroom, the voice was particularly harsh.

No one could have imagined that this palm ...... There is such power.

Although he has no strength, in the army, only the bravest samurai can do it.

Everyone's pupils jerked open.

Fang Jifan was dumbfounded, although he knew that Wang Shouren knew martial arts, and his force value should not be too bad, but he really never expected it...... What are you playing...... Is it the Mighty Vajra palm?

Everyone was horrified.

Even Emperor Hongzhi's side, a group of people who seemed to be scholars were suddenly nervous, as if they were facing a great enemy, as if they saw some kind of unspeakable danger from Wang Shouren's body, and they couldn't help but want to take out the short sword hidden in their long sleeves.

However, it was immediately stopped by Emperor Hongzhi with a look.

I saw Wang Shouren step by step off the podium, he didn't look back, but dropped a sentence: "If one Tatar is in front of me, it is not enough, in my opinion, I have to get twenty, so I can barely be my opponent!" ”

“……”

After dropping these words, Wang Shouren had already walked out of the door of the classroom, and in his thin body, he couldn't see that Fang had just burst out with great strength.