After Zheng Zongxue finished speaking, he felt both happy and uneasy.

When he looked up, he saw the emperor staring directly at him.

He was startled, became more and more uneasy, and wanted to apologize.

Unexpectedly, the emperor suddenly sighed and patted himself on the shoulder: "Zheng Qing, why don't you say you are young? Only at your age can you dare to go straight to this kind of thing instead of pretending to understand.

Confused."

Zhu Yijun was really emotional.

Zheng Zongxue was young, and he had just expressed his sincerity, asking him to speak his mind.

Turns out he actually said it!

Don't be afraid of what you say or what you mean.

Zheng Zongxue admired Confucius very much, but he believed that Confucius was a "first teacher" rather than a "sage".

Confucius's merits are based on the rituals of the states, not on being born with a flawless golden body.

Therefore, when the emperor singled out the errors in the "Book of Rites", Zheng Zongxue felt that it did not matter. He believed that Confucius was a human being and it was normal for him to make mistakes.

As long as Confucius made the "big rites" of other countries right, everything else was just minutiae, and his merits would not diminish, and he would still be his teacher to guide his life.

And reinterpreting the Book of Rites and competing for the right to speak of the classics are just a fight between Bo Xun incarnations.

Even Confucius has been dead for two thousand years. Just like Buddhism, he only lives in his heart.

There are other schools of Confucian classics, whether it is the Xinxue school that Xu Jie learned from Wang Yangming, the retro school that Wang Shizhen wanted to start over, or even the Gongyang school that went further back, they are all in a mess.

They all use Confucius's reasoning to explain themselves and seek their own benefits.

This is Zheng Zongxue's attitude, and it is also the perspective of a poor student provided to the emperor - what the emperor wants to do, they, scholars with no background, do not care about, the etiquette of the saints only exists in their own hearts.

After hearing the emperor's words, Zheng Zongxue couldn't help but shook his head: "Your Majesty, I am only twenty-eight years old, and I am still young."

Zhu Yijun actually admired this temperament: "I only hope that you will still have this temperament twenty years from now."

Zheng Zongxue suddenly laughed: "If I change my temper at that time, your Majesty can also treat me with affection and reason with me, just like you did to the leader of the king."

Zhu Yijun started laughing.

He patted this kid hard on the shoulder.

"Stop talking, you just go back to the Wanshou Palace to be on duty. I'm going to Xuanzhimen to practice martial arts."

After saying that, Zhu Yijun greeted his ministers and left Zheng Zongxue.

"His Majesty!"

When Zhu Yijun was about to leave, he heard Zheng Zongxue calling him.

He turned around in confusion and saw Zheng Zongxue bowing and saluting: "Your Majesty has devoted himself to state affairs and has not forgotten to instruct me to take good care of his body."

"I am brave enough to ask your Majesty to raise the dragon body and grow it vigorously...get married as soon as possible!"

Zhu Yijun smiled and said nothing this time.

He just waved his hand and led a group of palace people away.

It wasn't until the emperor disappeared from Zheng Zongxue's sight that Zhong Shushe suddenly felt emotional.

In a voice that only he could hear, he murmured: "Your Majesty is determined in the Three Realms. If you can achieve perfect merit and virtue, the glory of heaven will not be weaker than that of the Buddha Land."

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"Your Majesty, swordsmanship is not about hacking randomly like you."

"The so-called yin and yang must be rotated, the hands must be straight, the front feet must be bent, and the back feet must be straight."

"Strike one at a time, uncover it one by one, work hard, move forward step by step, and you will be invincible in the world!"

Lin Shaohuai, a doctor in the Arsenal Department of the Ministry of War who was also in charge of the Jingwei martial arts school, taught by words and deeds, and personally corrected the essentials of swordsmanship for the emperor.

After more than half a year, I finally got the hang of the emperor's royal horse and archery, and I can practice it on my own.

Then he added the sword technique.

Although the emperor has his own emperor's sword, which is wrapped with the four barbarians and the four seasons, he should not learn this weapon of life and death.

However, Taizu and Chengzu came first, and later there were Yingzong, Wuzong, and other ancestors who established the law. The young emperor learned swordsmanship, and it was difficult for outsiders to make irresponsible remarks.

Even the nobles, the entire Beijing camp, and even the cabinet are supportive.

Especially Zhang Juzheng - His Majesty will conduct inspections in the capital sooner or later, so it would be good to learn more about how to show off.

When Mu Zong was in the military parade, he looked like his bones had been knocked out and his marrow had been sucked out. He was struggling to put on his armor, and he really couldn't restrain the soldiers.

As soon as these words came out, Gao Yi also thought of Mu Zong's appearance and started to support him.

Of course, when the emperor practiced swordplay, the weapon was naturally not pointed.

Maybe it's for this reason that Zhu Yijun has been practicing for almost a month and he still doesn't have a general look.

The little emperor couldn't help but feel a little angry: "Mr. Lin, don't bring your clerical work habits into martial arts."

"Where did this jingle come from to fool me? It's your attitude that delayed the progress of my martial arts practice."

When Lin Shaohuai heard this, he stopped talking.

Seeing this, Luo Sigong on the side explained kindly: "Your Majesty, this is from the "Sequel to Tao Qian", a military book written by Yu Dayou, which is the first of the 140 chapters of the Sword Classic."

As soon as they finished speaking, both of them glared at Luo Sigong.

Lin Shaohuai looked at the little emperor with an apologetic smile.

cough.

Zhu Yijun coughed slightly to cover up his embarrassment.

He casually handed the unedged long sword to Luo Sigong.

"Since we mentioned the art of war, it's time to take a break and talk about business."

Zhu Yijun inadvertently changed the subject and looked at Lin Shaohuai: "Lin Qing, where are the case files of those students from Jingwei Martial Arts School that you were asked to transfer last time?"

Lin Shaohuai got off the donkey, bowed and saluted: "Your Majesty, you are on duty, I will go and get it right away."

Zhu Yijun nodded and motioned for him to go quickly, otherwise everyone would be embarrassed by what just happened.

Lin Shaohuai disappeared in the blink of an eye.

It took a while.

Only then did Lin Shaohuai return again, holding several case files in his arms and running back panting.

Zhu Yijun took the case file from his hand and read it carefully.

The emperor's martial arts training naturally required a group of sparring partners, who occasionally studied the same subject or practiced in competitions.

Most of them were selected from Jingwei martial arts, such as Luo Sigong.

Most of these students of Jingwei martial arts were nobles, and after they were officials, they naturally passed the political review and could get close to the emperor.

And Zhu Yijun can also discover some useful people in this process.

Although it is still the same as before, most of the waste is waste, but fortunately the base is large and the elimination is more frequent, so you can always find some good products.

After a year, Zhu Yijun's personal guards and the Beijing camp's officer reserve all had candidates in mind.

After reading through it roughly, Zhu Yijun divided the book into two parts.

He handed some of them to Jiang Keqian beside him and ordered: "These people will serve as guards."

After Jiang Keqian took it, he responded respectfully.

Zhu Yijun looked at Lin Shaohuai again and said, "Qing Lin, the Ministry of War sent a letter to Qi Jiguang, the governor of the four towns, last month, saying that a group of officers from the Beijing camp would be sent for further training. Has Qi Jiguang responded to the letter?"

After all, Lin Shaohuai was a doctor in the Ministry of War, so he was familiar with this business.

He quickly replied: "Reply to Your Majesty, I replied at the beginning of the month, and the quota with the Ministry of War is forty-seven."

Further studies also require official placement, and Qi Jiguang could only free up so many temporary official positions.

Zhu Yijun nodded and handed another part of the case file to Lin Shaohuai: "Send these students from the Jingwei martial arts school to Qi Jiguang along with the Jingying soldiers."

Lin Shaohuai bowed in response.

Just as he was about to reach out to pick it up, he suddenly saw the little emperor taking it back.

The little emperor seemed to think of something and waved his hand: "You can go to the Chief of Ceremonies to pick it up tomorrow."

Lin Shaohuai didn't know what was going on, so he had to stand up silently and stand aside.

Zhu Yijun thought for a while, looked at Luo Sigong, and said slowly: "Commander Luo, go tell the parents of these people, just say..."

"In this training, if the family's habits are difficult to change, they will definitely be punished."

"To prevent them from finding fault with Qi Jiguang later, I made it clear to them in advance.

"There is still time to regret before tomorrow. Once the Ministry of War takes away the case file, there will be no room for regret."

Luo Sigong nodded silently, turned and left.
To be continued...