Chapter 259 Arrogance Linwangfu. A few days after the opening of the maternal and child home, Xuan Zeyi's letter sent to the imperial city fell into Xuan Lin's hands. The content was not much, but Xuan Lin sneered after reading it. Manager Liu was curious, so he leaned his head to take a look, and immediately cursed, "That bastard can ruin someone's marriage without fear of being kicked in the head by a donkey." He even sent a letter to the prince asking him to choose a marriage for the prince. Fortunately, the letter was blocked, otherwise he would have been in big trouble. According to the words of the matchmaker ordered by the parents, the prince is still a prince, and he cannot make the decision on marriage matters. If the prince had not forged the fortune and deceived the old emperor, there would have been several concubines, not to mention the princess. The old emperor didn't care about the prince, and was afraid that he would be involved in the prince's marriage. He had been suppressing the prince's marriage. But now that he has established a prince and the old emperor is ill in bed, the prince may have secretly taken control of the court and used the old emperor's will to give the prince It's not difficult at all to name a princess. When the time comes, the prince will ask someone to come to Lanzhou with the imperial edict and the girl. Even if the prince does not accept it and does not marry him, he will still be very unfriendly and there is no guarantee that the two of them will not get into trouble again. The two finally reconciled, and seeing that things were going smoothly, he, the matchmaker, was rejoicing. Xuan Zeyi, the killer, had come up with such a vicious idea. Wasn't this poking his lungs? "Your Majesty, we can't keep this man!" There isn't much family affection to speak of anyway, so if he keeps him here to do bad things, it's better to kill him now and save them the time and effort to defend him. Xuan Lin glanced at Manager Liu and tore up the letter in his hand, "It's not the time yet."
Nowadays, vassal kings everywhere are ready to move. He also gained real power in Lanzhou because of Sang Fu's death. However, because Wen Yunxi was in front of him to attract attention, he was inconspicuous among the vassal kings. With such good conditions, Naturally, he couldn't break the calm before the rainstorm and provoke his eldest brother, the prince. Just as Sang Fu was concerned about him, no matter how stupid the old emperor was and no matter how he disliked him, Sang Fu would still have to worry about the old emperor's face as a father. Even if Xuan Zeyi is regarded as an abandoned son, he is still an abandoned son who can use the topic to his advantage. "He is destined to be lucky, so let him live for a few more days." Manager Liu snorted coldly. He was really murderous. Xuan Lin threw the letter paper into the paper tube, picked up the pen and continued practicing calligraphy, "Have you found the person?" Manager Liu retracted his thoughts and sighed after hearing this: "My lord, you also know that the literati in Jiangnan have money, leisure and face. They enjoy traveling around the lake and reciting poems, so naturally they don't want to come to Lanzhou. Although some of them really want to , but when they heard that they were fighting against Su Qiao, they all backed down and refused to come. " Su Qiao grew up in the south of the Yangtze River. He has always been invincible when competing with others in poetry and essays since he was a child. Later, he easily became the top scholar, and now he publishes Qingzhu Weekly. Although the literati in the south of the Yangtze River disdain him for writing in vernacular, they are also self-aware. Don't dare to provoke Su Qiao at will. "Then let people go to Lizhou and Xizhou to look for him." Xuanfu Department, Cultural and Propaganda Department. "Brother Su, how can this be done?" Zhang Xuwen clutched the paper in his hand tightly, "Since ancient times, there have been no broken sentences. The literati and scholars have been taught and recited by the Master himself, allowing them to understand the meaning on their own. Even young children are enlightened. Master, you only explain the meaning after they have read it thoroughly. What you do is simply... it is simply misleading." Su Qiao himself wrote in vernacular in newspapers and just used so-called punctuation. He even added punctuation and explanations to the printed Four Books and Five Classics, which was simply unheard of. Not only did Zhang Xuwen react fiercely, but everyone else in the room also disagreed. Su Qiao was not surprised by their reactions. He put down the charcoal slowly, glanced at the faces of the six people who were staring at him, straightened his clothes and stood up. "I dare to ask you, do you use bamboo slips to write and record now?" Everyone looked at each other in confusion and did not answer. Ever since Duke Cai of the Eastern Han Dynasty improved the papermaking technique, for thousands of years, almost no one had carved bamboo slips unless the imperial court cataloged them. "Since we don't use bamboo slips to engrave words, why do we need to worry about punctuation and explanations taking up space?" Before they could refute, Su Qiao continued to ask: "Are you all nobles and grandsons of the emperor? Are you from a wealthy family? Are you a witch doctor, Taoist Buddha?" Zhang Xuwen took a deep breath and said, "Brother Su, why do you need to ask these questions?" Su Qiao walked up to them and straightened their collars casually, "You must be from a not-so-distinguished family to be here. I don't know how much money my family has spent on you since you were young, and how much money your family has spent on you. Is this why the whole family has shrunk?" Even if you don’t have enough food and clothing, it’s still quite a burden.” Su Qiao's words were stamped on them every word, one by one. Except for Zhang Xuwen who came here on his own, the other five were all sent to Lanzhou by the imperial court to teach Yu. If it weren't for their poor family background or luck, No, how could they be escorted all the way here. When I was young, I had to ask for help to find a master, give me gifts and go to school. After studying hard in a poor family, I also had to work hard to become a teacher and prepare for the scientific examination. This cost countless money and effort. Of course, the poor need not think about it. It is quite difficult for such a family to have land, land and slaves. Zhang Xuwen was still struggling. He straightened his back and said, "It is clear that you should be an official and serve the people after studying. How can you care about these gains and losses."
Hearing this big statement, Su Qiao smiled sarcastically, reasonable? Be an official and serve the people? If this were the case, there would not be so many corrupt officials in the court, and they would not form cliques for their own benefit and ignore the people. Su Qiao was not interested in arguing with them in this regard. He patted Zhang Xuwen on the shoulder, making him almost bend over. "Since you said that reading is to understand the truth, you must explain the truth clearly and break it down carefully." Let people digest it, so that we can discuss it from the same perspective, and the truth will become clearer and clearer." Someone said angrily: "The saint's words are mysterious. If you write an explanation like this, aren't you just imposing your own understanding on others?" Su Qiao smiled proudly, "I have read poetry and books since I was a child. Everyone praised me as a child prodigy and the youngest number one scholar in the dynasty. Wen Yunxi was the reincarnation of the god of medicine. I am the reincarnation of Wenquxing. If I were not born in the wrong era, I would definitely be It’s their honor and the students’ honor to be able to suppress Confucius and Mencius and let me explain their remarks.” "You! You are arrogant!" Several people were so angry that Su Qiao was speechless. They knew that Su Qiao was arrogant, but they didn't expect that he could be so arrogant. He said that he was the reincarnation of Wenquxing and thought that he was more powerful than a saint. Why didn't he Directly to God! "So what if you are arrogant? Come to me to defend yourself if you have the ability." Su Qiao scolded them. The depression of the past few days was gone, and he walked away proudly with his hands behind his back. Argue with Su Qiao? They are crazy. If they go upright, they will definitely come back foaming at the mouth. "What should I do? Do you really want him to mess around like this?" "Let's go find the prince!" Zhang Xuwen was walking at the end. As he was about to go out, a gust of wind blew off several books on Su Qiao's desk. They happened to fall at his feet. He bent down to pick them up, but accidentally saw the words on them and froze in place. land. The miracle doctor has a secret meeting with Prince Qiao?
