Zhang Yinian looked confused.

Xu Yan, Dinghai County? I have never heard of this person.

Han Ping, a student from Yin County who had been with Zhang Yinian, stepped forward and whispered: "I heard that this guy is the leader of the Dinghai County trial."

It would be fine if Han Ping didn't say it, but when he said it, it completely aroused Zhang Yinian's anger.

Can a mere Dinghai County test case leader be compared with his decent Yin County case leader?

Is he worthy?

Han Ping successfully turned Zhang Yinian's anger to Xu Yan in one sentence.

"I don't know how to ask Mr. Xu, the head of the case in Yin County, to ask for advice from the head of the mansion."

Xu Yan had long disliked Zhang Yinian, and he happened to bump into him by himself, so no wonder Xu Yan was rude.

"You may as well say whatever Mr. Zhang wants to say."

"Since Mr. Xu is the head of the house trial, he must be outstanding in his studies."

Zhang Yinian paused and said coldly: "I won't go and talk about this dynasty. Mr. Yangming is the largest scholar of this dynasty. Although Zhang is not talented, he luckily studied at Jishan Academy for several years. I dare to ask Mr. Xu what is the study of his heart."

This question is very cruel.

The study of the mind in Yangming in the Jiajing Dynasty had greatly developed, and Wang Yangming was also praised as a semi-saint. It can be said that scholars have more or less contact with the study of the mind.

Zhang Yinian asked Xu Yan what Xinxue was simply because he was an apprentice of Yangming Xinxue and wanted to rely on this advantage to humiliate Xu Yan.

Unexpectedly, Xu Yan replied without thinking: "There is no good or evil, and there is good or evil movement. Knowing good and evil is conscience, and doing good and eliminating evil is investigating things."

Hearing this, Zhang Yinian was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "How do you know the Four Skills of Heart Learning? This is from the Four Sentences of the King's Sect."

Xu Yan spread his hands and said, "Mr. Zhang is afraid that Mr. Xu is not aware that Xu is under Mr. Qian, right?"

Zhang Yinian changed his expression when he heard this. He was a disciple of Wang Xue, how could he not know Qian Dehong?

This is Wang Yangming's first disciple and has a very high status in the Wangxue school.

I didn't expect that the unknown Xu Yan in front of me was actually Mr. Qian's student.

Zhang Yinian suddenly felt guilty. By seniority, Xu Yan should be considered his uncle. How dare he show off his skills in front of Xu Yan?

But the harsh words had been released, so Zhang Yinian had to bite the bullet and walk to the end.

"Since that's the case, how can I explain these four sentences?"

These four sentences are the core of Yangming's mind study, but how to interpret them is the most effective skill.

Zhang Yinian threw the problem to Xu Yan, and wanted to see how good Xu Yan was.

Xu Yan thought to himself that you are playing a big axe in front of Lu Ban's door and playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong's door.

He smiled slightly and explained: "People have habitual minds and see in their minds that good and evil are in their minds. Doing good and eliminating evil lies in restoring nature in order to restore the essence of the mind. The mind has no good and no evil nature, and it is the nature of doing good and evil. From this, there is the idea of ​​distinguishing good and evil, and from this, there is the ability to do good and eliminate evil to investigate things."

After a brief pause, he then continued: "The so-called knowledge of good and evil is not about the intention of being good and evil, so as to distinguish it from knowledge. Knowledge is just the likes and dislikes in sincerity, and good must be good, and evil must be evil. Who is right and who is wrong and does not tolerate yourself is the nature of being empty and unignorant. Doing good and getting rid of evil is just to act directly, and there is naturally no mixture of good and evil. The teacher said, "It is to achieve the conscience of my heart in everything."

Xu Yan's long and long speech attracted discussions among the scholars around him.

"Young Master Xu's opinion is really unique!"

"Why can't I understand this truth!"

"Or why are you not the head of the house trial? Is Mr. Xu?"

"This Yi Nian shot himself in the foot!"

Zhang Yinian had never been so sarcastic. His face turned blue and purple, and his lips were almost bitten.

He wanted to refute and fight back, but he just couldn't think of any words available.

If you are not as good as others, you will be able to do nothing.

"I wonder if Mr. Xu is satisfied with this explanation?"

As soon as Xu Yan said this, Zhang Yinian was so angry that she shivered all over.

This son not only took away the head of the house he had obtained, but also made him make a fool of himself in public.

It's intolerable!

Zhang Yinian was eager to find his face, so he was ready to try hard.

"Young Master Xu is very knowledgeable, and Zhang admires it. I just don't know how good Mr. Xu is? Do you dare to talk to Zhang about poetry?"

Xu Yan almost laughed out loud.

What's wrong with you comparing me to poetry?

I really don't know how to write the word "death".

"please!"

Xu Yan bowed his hands and said confidently.

Zhang Yinian smiled coldly, then shook his head and said:

“It’s enough to cook the crops, and it’s enough to pick vegetables.

The bamboos are in a row, and they are spreading into the secluded house.

Bird seal script moss steps, cloud clothes and orchids.

Looking forward to the sky, the green mountains are as clean as if they are wiped.”

This poem was attached to the letter written by his uncle Zhang Shiche to his father Zhang Shiyang not long ago. No one knows it except his father Zhang Shiyang and himself.

Zhang Yinian thought this poem was excellent, so he wanted to use it to suppress Xu Yan.

A mere child, can he write poems even better than a dignified minister?

Everyone present nodded frequently when they heard this poem, thinking that it was difficult for Zhang Yinian to make such a masterpiece in such a short time.

Let’s see how Mr. Xu takes the initiative.

Enjoy, this drama is really enjoyable.

Naturally, a group of people eating melons turned their attention to Xu Yan.

Xu Yan smiled knowingly when he heard this poem.

I have only heard of cheating my father, but I have never heard of cheating my uncle.

However, it was Zhang Yinian who was unlucky and met him Xu Yan.

Logically speaking, we should be close to poetry, but Xu Yan did not intend to give Zhang Yinian a chance to compare because this guy is not worthy!

Xu Yan held one hand behind him, closed his eyes and walked up intently.

He walked six steps in a row, then opened his eyes and sang:

"The poems of Li and Du are passed down from thousands of words, but I still feel that they are not new.

There are talented people in the country who have emerged in the past, and they have been leading the way for hundreds of years."

As soon as this poem was released, the scene was completely boiling.

The meaning of this poem is simple and easy to understand, even the old woman can understand it.

The so-called poems of Li and Du have been praised by millions of people, but now they are no longer novel. There have been many talented people throughout the dynasties, and their poems will be remembered for generations.

"Young Master Xu is really a talented person. He is so domineering and confident, he is really a role model for us!"

"It is said that the poems written in this dynasty are not good and cannot be compared with Tang poetry, but it seems that Mr. Xu's poem reveals a sense of character that only Tang poetry has."

"Yes, compared to this, Mr. Zhang's song is much worse."

"It's not just a lot different. Mr. Zhang's poem is simply a vulgar thing that cannot be on the table compared to Mr. Xu's masterpieces."

"Yi Mou, Mr. Xu wrote this poem not to talk to Mr. Zhang, but to tell Mr. Zhang that he is not worthy. Tsk, killing someone is heartbroken, it is too cruel."

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost set off, Xu Yan smiled faintly and said, "Is this poem written by Xu satisfying Mr. Zhang? Oh, by the way, the poem that Mr. Zhang just read was not what he wrote, right?"

Zhang Yinian was almost collapsed, but when he heard this, he spit out blood.

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Chapter completed!