"I thought you would kill him!"

Looking at Huang Zunsu's back as he walked off the boat, Fang Mengshi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ha, I'm not going to kill a child with a young age. It's just that I don't know that people's hearts are sinister and are encouraged by the old foxes to be a dead soldier."

Yang Feng said.

This is indeed a dead man.

He was young, enthusiastic, and indeed had a little brain. He felt that he was carrying a sacred mission. When he was encouraged by old foxes like Song Yingchang, he immediately felt that he had the responsibility to make a big splash. He never thought that such a task would risk his life. History books do record many such famous officials, but also record many of them being pulled down by the tyrants.

Yang Dashuai won't argue with a hot-headed high school student.

Of course, it was mainly to cut him down and destroy the atmosphere.

"You, why don't you like Confucianism?"

Fang Mengshi asked.

By the way, her grandfather is a great scholar.

But her grandfather belongs to Wang Yangming's system.

"Confucianism is just a kind of thought, and it is also a kind of thought of people two thousand years ago. The times are moving forward rather than stopping. Why do I, a good young man in the new era, like the thought of people two thousand years ago? My steps are moving forward, why do I circle around in the circle drawn by people two thousand years ago?

Confucius' thoughts were limited by society two thousand years ago.

What did it look like two thousand years ago?

People two thousand years ago could not even smelter iron or even cotton coats. Even if they went abroad, their writing was different. Ninety-nine percent of people could not read. Compared with now, they could say that no one could compare to them. Even if the Emperor Zhou emperor had never eaten stir-fry, he could say that there was no one to eat on the table behind you. I could pretend to be a god by Confucius when I was in Confucius. People like Yang Hu could be regarded as heavenly soldiers and generals by then.

So, do we actually regard the thoughts of a person at that time as the way of sages and as the norm for everyone’s behavior?

Isn't it embarrassing?"

Yang Dashuai said with a flintlock rifle.

"But, the way of sages makes sense after all."

Fang Mengshi said weakly.

"Well, the core idea of ​​Confucianism is etiquette. As for benevolence and righteousness, don't put it on Confucianism. None of the various schools of thought teaches people the great treason and evil. Confucius' core idea is etiquette. In the troubled times of disputes among the nations, use etiquette as a rule to restrict chaos and ensure a bottom line. I even hope that those monarchs will abide by this set of rules and eventually form the order they designed. This is also the reason why Confucianism was later loved by the emperors.

If everyone abides by this rule, then the emperor will of course always be the emperor, and there is no need to worry about being usurped by the throne.

Then the next level continues.

So what is the end result, everything solidifies, like flowing water forming ice.

Not moving anymore.

Well, we have a perfect sample not far away.

Before you saw those Indians who were not too dark, or even brown, whose world was so perfect, they called caste system. A long time ago, the foreign races that were conquered there, and then conquered them established a system, Brahmin priests, Kshatrian secular nobles, civilians of Vaishya conquerors, civilians of Shudra conquerors, and Dalit untouchables.

Level one is higher than level one.

Absolutely clear levels and absolutely abide by the rules.

You cannot stay in the same room, eat at the same table, or drink water from the same well together. Intermarriage is strictly prohibited for people of different castes.

Even low castes dare to get close to high castes and can be hacked to death.

Generations.

Always like this.

The king, the minister, the father, the son."

Yang Feng said.

"But Confucianism is not like this."

Fang Mengshi said.

"Because our ancients called out that the generals, prime ministers, kings and princes more than a thousand years ago, because our people have a strong spirit of resistance and reject any solidified society. When solidified to a certain extent, they will raise and lift the table. Confucianism had to constantly modify it and then adapt to our nation with too many troublemakers. After all, after lifting the table, they will hang tree branches, and they have never gained real power of rule. They are just relying on the existence of the king.

but……

Do you think Confucian gentry don’t want it?

They just don’t have the ability, which doesn’t mean they don’t want to!

Zhu Xi's judgment on tenants to sue landlords is contrary to the rules. What is the essential difference between this and Indian untouchables who can be cut to death when they are close to high castes?

At most the first point of the former is.

But its original intention is to maintain a solid hierarchy system, so that the landlords will always be the landlords and the tenant will always be the tenant.

The ruling class loves such a system to death.”

Yang Feng said.

"I talk nonsense, my father and ancestors are both Confucian scholars, how can I be like what you said?"

Fang Mengshi said angrily.

"I'm very clear. Our nation has too many troublemakers. Confucian scholars can only constantly modify it to avoid being hung on a tree branch after lifting the table one day. The modification has long been unrecognizable. Your grandfather is a disciple of Xinxue, but he is just a disciple of Xinxue, but he is afraid of hanging a tree branch, so he is thinking about how to continue to modify Confucianism. In fact, Confucianism is not the same as before. In particular, Xinxue is just a basket with Confucian leather. Everyone throws their own private goods into it.

Do you dare say that Confucius recognized Wang Gen as a Confucian?

With his violent temper, seeing such a Confucian person, do you believe it or not and just draw your sword and kill it?"

Yang Feng said.

"All nonsense!"

Fang Mengshi turned around angrily and stopped listening to his nonsense.

"Wait a minute, you are like that to me, do you have to be responsible for me too? Do you want to leave?"

Yang Feng said, pulling her sleeve.

Fang Mengshi was stunned for a moment, and instantly realized what it meant to be responsible. Then her pretty face turned red, she gritted her teeth and raised her feet and kicked him.

But he kicked the ball in vain and fell into his arms again.

Yang Dashuai kissed her on the mouth at a very fast speed. Before she could wake up from her confusion, she pushed her to the maid and jumped directly to the shore...

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Then there was his laughter.

Yang Dashuai continued his next journey, and he was traveling along the Hangzhou-Ningbo Canal to travel to Jiangnan with his beauty.

As for the gentry looking at him silently, like a group of wild dogs watching the Tyrannosaurus rex stalking at their territory. Not only did they not dare to do anything unusual, but when his eyes turned to him, they immediately lay down and shook their tails respectfully. For example, clearing the waterway for him, preparing everything for him at the dock, and even the gifts given to Fang Mengshi were prepared, as if she had already regarded her as Mrs. Yang.

Yang Dashuai and his party arrived in Hangzhou like this, and then continued to move forward into the canal.

Finally he arrived in Wuzhen.

This is the frontier fortress of the Red Turban Army.

But here he received an unexpected news...

"Is Li Rusong dead?"

He unexpectedly looked at Wang Gui, the commander of the Huzhou garrison who came to greet him, who was also the commander of the Sixth Army of the Beijing Camp.

"Returning to the Grand Marshal, the Liaodong memorial transferred from the capital, governor of Liaodong and North Korean military affairs, and the Nuergan Strategic Envoy Guangning Bo Li Rusong was ambushed and killed in Anzhou, North Korea."

Wang Gui said.

"Japanese army?"

Yang Feng said.

Li Rusong had defeated the Japanese army that attacked Kuandian Liubao, and led his army to capture Yizhou. The main force of the Japanese army went north from Pyongyang to Anzhou. The two sides had been fighting between Anzhou and Yizhou for a while, but Li Rusong attacked the Japanese army's defense, and the latter's defense ability was still very strong. It was not until this year after the coastal thawed, Li Rusong bought twenty heavy artillery from the capital, and then began to blow the Japanese army's castles one by one.

Last month, he bombarded Anzhou City with cannons and defeated the Japanese army again in Anzhou.

He had been deploying an attack on Pyongyang before.

"It's not sure. The memorial said that he was ambushed by the Japanese army, but our merchants in Zhenjiang received news from the army that they were shot behind the back. At that time, the Japanese army tried to counterattack Anzhou. The two armies fought in the mountainous areas north of Shunchuan. The Japanese army was defeated and retreated. Li Rusong led his army to pursue him. It is said that he, a commander, did not need to pursue him personally, but Li Rusong seemed to like to do this. Later, he was ambushed and killed in a mountain called Songgufeng. The body he carried back was shot behind him.

He was wearing a new type of plate armor. The Japanese army's bird guns could not be penetrated, and the only thing he could be penetrated was the turtledove guns on our side.

At present, Li Chengliang has taken over his son. Li Chengliang’s public news is that the Japanese army used smuggled turtle dove guns to attack Li Rusong, but rumors in the army were done by his own insiders.”

Wang Gui said.

Some Shuntian Prefectures are merchants in Liaodong, especially Zhenjiang City, because they sell more grain and military supplies to Li Rusong, and they all set sail from Tianjin and went directly.

"Insider, that's right."

Yang Feng sneered.

Indeed, that's right.

What about a feudal state!

It would be strange if there was no such thing inside.

The Liaodong generals are not truly united, but the others cannot beat Li Rusong and have to accept him as the boss, but it would be nonsense to say that no one wants to replace him.

Which one doesn't want to replace it?

"Let Your Majesty issue an order to use Li Chengliang as the governor of Liaodong North Korean military affairs, Nuer will serve as the military envoy, and Li Rusong's son will inherit the title. When will Li Chengliang not be able to do it, he will give it to his grandson? As for how to posthumous gifts to Li Rusong, let His Majesty take care of it. He will have to worry about such a big deal."

Yang Feng said.

If Li Rusong dies, he will die.

This will avoid embarrassing when attacking Liaodong in the future.

In fact, he has lived for several more months. In history, he died in April, and it is said that he was also attacked by his own people. Now it is almost July. In his style, this day is sooner or later. This guy likes to lead his troops to charge and get into battle and cannon. By the way, even Yang rarely does this. The era of cold weapons really boosts morale, but it has reached the era of turtledove guns and red cannons. It is a bit of a death to charge into battle in person.

Besides, this has nothing to do with him. Liaodong has already given it to the Li family. It is Li Chengliang who will take action himself to deal with the inner demons.

"Songgufeng, he died in a good place."

Then he muttered to himself.
Chapter completed!