“………………………………………………… I want to say something to everyone. Yesterday I watched a beheading in the east of the city and met an old man named Qian Xiwen.

I knew about him because I wanted to go over and take a look at the things that Ru You told me the day before yesterday. I was not very familiar with Qian Xiwen before, and of course I had met several times. He was a person who knew power and human nature. A few years ago, if something happened in Hangzhou, if something happened, he would have a decisive effect. Today, I want to tell everyone about this old man’s affairs."

The shade of trees swayed and swayed, and the sound of young teachers was ringing in the classroom of the academy. Of course, it was said that it was a lecture, but by this time it had become a storyteller. At this time, there were dozens of students of all sizes in the classroom, and behind the window outside the classroom, there were actually five or six students gathered there, some lying on the windowsill, some squatting on the ground to count stones, but they were also listening to what was said inside.

Since several conflicts occurred in the academy because of Mr. Ning Liheng, the students have split into several factions, including those who want to kill this man, and those who are close to him, and those who want to save this man, and more, naturally, are still neutral factions. Regardless of their likes and dislikes, when the interesting news of Mr. Ning’s lecture spread, many people were willing to come to this Class C to listen to a class "Records of the Grand Historian".

If the traditional school in the past wanted to run around freely, they would probably be beaten and scolded to death first, but now there are naturally few men who dare to take care of students in Wenlie Academy. At this time, every day when the "Records of the Grand Historian" class in Class C, more than 40 Baoning and neutral students gathered in the class... As for those who squat outside the window, they looked malicious, probably the ignorant faction who wanted to find fault. They said that they were following the idea of ​​knowing themselves and knowing their enemies and fighting to find out the truth, but after all, they were all children aged eight or nine to fifteen or sixteen. They often listened to Ning Yi's stories interestingly, and they often listened with relish. After listening to them, they showed a disdainful look.

However, the story I told today... made the atmosphere inside and outside the classroom slightly strange.

"The Qian family was originally a prominent family in Hangzhou. Their family had many senior officials. There is also a very interesting story about Qian Xiwen...... A few months ago, I just came to Hangzhou and went to Qian's mansion to visit him with the letter from my elders. I met two young people chasing him, and then picked up a red coral pen......... I got ten cents of money, but it was not a flying ticket, but a string of copper plates... It was a whole ten cents of money. It was very hard to move it. Later I asked, and I realized that this coral pen was Qian Xiwen's favorite utensil................"

There was a story about Qian Xiwen, which started with the Coral Penge, and then gradually talked about the famine a few years ago...the Poetry Conference on the Beginning of Autumn, etc. There was a slight riot in the classroom. The class was full of children, but most of them could hear the position of the story. They protected Ning Yi because they felt that Ning Yi had joined the rebels. When talking about Qian Xiwen, some of the children began to shake.

The story is about the story. At some point, two gentlemen from the academy came over in the corridor outside. Perhaps they felt that the atmosphere inside was different... They stood there and listened to a few words... and then they looked surprised and said, "Is this man crazy?"

"I don't think I'm afraid..."

The two of them listened in surprise for a while, and then another gentleman came over. After hearing a few words, they looked at each other with their two companions in surprise. They were both Confucian scholars from Hangzhou... They naturally knew Qian Xiwen's name. But at this time, Isn't it just asking for death to say such things in Fang La's territory?

Just as he was surprised, on the side of the corridor, a young man in a black short shirt seemed to be wandering and walking towards him. Although he had never seen a face before, there were guards outside the academy at this time. If you could come in at this time, you would probably know that the man in front of you was a warrior, most of whom was a lieutenant general of Fang La's army. As soon as he appeared, one of the children who were playing outside the classroom was obviously frightened. He shrank back several steps, and then seemed to discuss with his companions whether to leave.

The three Confucian scholars looked at each other and left. The young man looked at the backs of several people, then glanced at Ning Yi's classroom side. He thought for a moment, then sat down on the railing of the corridor ten feet away from the classroom, pulled a thatch and held it in his mouth, and seemed to rest here. At this distance, he could not see the movement in the classroom, but the words on both sides were always heard clearly. Soon after, the young man understood what the other party was talking about.

"The so-called defense means to die at the right time to show you. That's what the old man said. There are many smart people in this world. As far as I am concerned, I think if he wants to do more, he doesn't have to die here or come back. This old man is also a smart person. However, what he is afraid of is that when everyone is a smart person like this, others can't give appropriate examples. Everyone will say that although you gentlemen are talking about backbone and loyalty, filial piety, integrity and righteousness at all times, why do everyone run away when the other party comes over and stays, and everyone will say that Qian Xiwen, who does such a thing here, does what he does in his life in his studies for the rest of his life, is not fake."

"He and his family were dead yesterday." The gentleman named Ning Yi paused: "I hope everyone can remember such a story and remember that there is such a person. What we are going to talk about today is over. What do you think? You can say it now."

Almost before he finished speaking, a child raised his hand and stood up indignantly: "Mr. Ning, do you say this? Are you saying good people in the court? Do you want to say we are bad people?" Then someone echoed. Ning Yi, who was in front, looked lightly, and then spoke after the noise in the classroom was finished.

"Good people, bad people, are not that simple things. I can't tell you who is good people and who is bad people. I only tell you to be a human being. Today your parents asked you to come to this school to learn the Four Books and Five Classics, read books, and read history. Why? The people in the court spent their whole life reading these. You are standing in different places... but they are learning the same thing. I tell you that the things you want to learn are all in the things this old man does. I am your husband. I think you really need to learn well, so you shouldn't miss him."

"About good or bad, right or wrong, it is not that one person stands in a good place, the other person must stand in a bad place. Corrupt officials levy and pay mercy on Hua Shigang and make people suffer miserable life. You get up and kill them. This is a good thing. You study, the books will teach you, at least what I want to teach you, and that is also such a thing. What the old man does is also a good thing. What I tell you is to make you remember is that there is an old man who learns Confucianism and has his own way. He has done such things to such a level. You must also have your own persistence in the future and don't lose to him... Will you lose to him?"

The children and young people are still quite passionate after all. Ning Yi asked this and everyone shouted: "Of course not!" The voices came one after another, and even the few children outside the window were infected. But there were still people who wanted to ask simple right or wrong. Ning Yi paused for a while and looked at the crowd. "If you were children born in the ordinary season, I shouldn't have told you about these Tian Yuchang, Chen Qiu......... Some of you are too young, I shouldn't teach you too complicated right or wrong, you may not understand. But you are not children born in the ordinary season. Most of you should have experienced it. When you are fighting, your father is fighting, just like Yu Sihe, you have already gone to the battlefield, right?"

A boy about fifteen or sixteen years old raised his head.

"Then you should know that the battle is far from over. I hope you will not go to the battlefield again, but you are the generals, you must be prepared. There are many corrupt officials in the court, many hopeless people who only care about fighting for power and profit, but there are also some people, they are the same as this old man. I don't want you to become those corrupt officials who only care about plundering people's wealth, even if it's just a part."

"Since you are studying here, call me sir, I hope you all become the same people as that old man. In your life, you must have faith. When you pick up the knife, you must remember why it was picked up. Corrupt officials are unjust, so you kill officials and rebel, the world is in ruins, and you can make things happen. You must remember that you picked up the knife in order to make what you see around you better. "Those people who grow up in peacetime enter the school to learn how to be an official, or to know a little word, and copy and write a skill in the future. When you enter the school, your parents say that you are promising, but for this promising, I don't want to just learn to be intrigue and become an official. If you learn faith, it will be meaningful and truly learn what is said in this classic, history, and the books."

After saying this, there was a little silence in the classroom. Of course, some children understood it vaguely, but they were too young, and at most they could only remember it ignorantly. Many years later, they might remember someone who said this, but now they can only look at their companions around them, feeling a little confused. One of the nine-year-old children raised their hand and said timidly: "Then... sir, did we kill that old man wrong?"

"It's right." Ning Yi shook his head, "You must learn to admire the enemy and learn from the enemy in the future, but don't try to sympathize with them, especially in this way. He will never surrender, so he can only kill him. There is an enemy on the battlefield. He is very skilled in martial arts. Everyone thinks he is powerful. You also say that he is really powerful. When it comes to the fight, if you want to, he is great, if you can't bear to kill him, then you will be dead. You have to have your own persistence. The more powerful the enemy is, the taller you should use, the more you should use twelve points to kill them. However............If you have time, you can go and bury the old man's body and give him a stick of incense."

After all, the children could not feel such a complex view of good and evil. The young children now basically think that the old man is a good person and it is a pity to die. After hearing Ning Yi talk about burial and burning incense, he nodded at this time.

On the railings of the corridor outside, the young man in black was sitting spitting out the grass stems in his mouth, frowned, and left with a wandering pace...

There was nothing big about the academy. Ning Yi's lecture on Qian Xiwen alarmed the entire academy in the next one or two days. On the one hand, everyone lamented Qian Xiwen's tragicness, and on the other hand, it also caused various discussions about Ning Yi. Some admired his courage, and some felt that he was impatient in his life, but at the second half of his speech, he was somewhat surprised and wondered which side he was on.

In such an atmosphere, in addition to interacting with a group of students, Ning Yi became the most isolated person in the academy. Some people admire him, but they dare not interact with him, and some people are unhappy with him, so they just quietly watch what kind of consequences he will end up. As for outside of the academy, his lectures on this day also had some impact.

The remains of the Qian clan were subsequently formally buried. The person who handled the matter was a general named Yu Kaitai. He was the father of Yu Sihe. He did not know Ning Yi's background, but he just thought that "that gentleman taught my son very well." Several people who heard those words thought that the gentleman was despised, but after that, he did not make any random moves. It seemed that someone had secretly stopped their behavior.

Then, starting from the sixth day of the eighth month, a series of good times and auspicious days were caused by a sensation in Hangzhou City, including a Green Forest Conference composed of a large group of green forest heroes. It was planned to elect Fang La as the leader of the Tiannan Martial Arts and a deputy leader by the way. Due to the official support, it became quite popular.

Then parade, carnival, "Tribute from all over the world" sent by various uprising places and parodies, etc. In the end, it was Fang La's ceremony of becoming the emperor.

In fact, all this was confirmed half a month ago. The court team was almost formed and the news had been promoted. However, at this time, it was only officially announced that the world was the establishment of the Yongle Dynasty.
Chapter completed!