Rise From the Humble

It was still early, and out of curiosity, Zhu Pingan leaned against the stone, took out two new books, and started reading them casually.

"Zhaijiao Qingci Jing" can be said to be an encyclopedia of Qingci. It is thick and thick. After flipping through it for a while, I gained a general understanding of Qingci although it was still unclear. I really didn’t know that Emperor Jiajing had any meaning in writing these misty things every day. Zhu Pingan curled his lips and put the "Zhai Jiao Qing Ci Jing" into his school bag, and took out another book "Zhuan Xilu".

The biography is very obscure, and it will definitely be difficult for ordinary people to understand. However, Zhu Pingan has an advantage that many people in this era do not have, and that is thousands of years of historical accumulation. Tens of millions of people have helped him study Wang Yangming's ideas for hundreds of years. Based on the foundation of his predecessors, he can get twice the result with half the effort by understanding it.

"There is no good or disgusting body, there are good and evil actions, knowing good and evil is conscience, and doing good and eliminating evil is qingwu."

Zhu Ping'an leaned against the stone while reading the biography and reciting it softly.

This is the four-line formula for learning by heart. To read Wang Yangming’s books, you must cooperate with his careful study of the four-line teaching in Tianquanqiao. However, only a handful of Wang Yangming’s true disciples knew these four lines in this dynasty, but Zhu Ping’an was an exception. , I have seen it before.

Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but be immersed in "The Record of Biography". This book seemed to have opened another world. In this world, Wang Yangming left a code to fight against the world. Different people may have different opinions on the world Wang Yangming constructed in the book. Different interpretations lead to different understandings, and a number of skills can be obtained, but only those who truly understand this code can obtain the skills to fight against the world.

The autumn wind sweeps the fallen leaves, and the fallen leaves chase the autumn wind.

By the time Zhu Ping'an came to his senses from "The Record of Biography", the entire forest had become a carnival place for wind and fallen leaves.

After patting the fallen leaves blown by the wind and plucking off the fallen leaves sticking to his face, Zhu Pingan stood up from the stone, flicked the fallen leaves at his feet, put the book into his diagonal schoolbag, and carried the black wooden board to the Walk in the direction of the inn.

People were coming and going on the street. Zhu Pingan walked slowly among the crowd with a black wooden board under his arm, recalling Yangming's Xinxue as he walked. He looked like a nerd, and seemed a little out of place compared to the people around him.

While Zhu Pingan was walking forward slowly, a carriage rolled up behind him. Pedestrians on the road dodged when they saw this, but Zhu Pingan was immersed in his own world and did not notice the carriage coming from behind.

"Hey, hey, hey, that poor scholar in front of you, get out of the way quickly, you're irresponsible if you get hit and killed."

The carriage was extremely luxuriously decorated and had a logo. The driver was a fat man with a sinewy face. He was wearing clothes with the family brand. He was pulling the reins of the horse, waving his whip, and yelling at Zhu Ping'an. .

Poor scholar?

Is that me?

Zhu Pingan stopped and turned around to see the carriage pulling the reins to stop its momentum in the distance, as well as the fat man on the carriage waving a whip and yelling at him.

"You're a poor scholar, you're looking for death. Didn't you see that it's the carriage from Mr. Zhao's house? You don't know whether to live or die!"

The fat man had a fierce look on his face and waved his riding crop in an attempt to swing it.

"Young man, if a good man doesn't suffer the immediate consequences, get out of the way." Passers-by persuaded Zhu Pingan to get out of the way, as if they were quite afraid of this carriage.

Zhu Pingan bowed his hands to the people around him who were trying to persuade him, but he still stood there without any intention of moving. After thanking the people around him, Zhu Pingan turned around and looked at the fat man who bullied others, and said lightly, "I see your Excellency is on his way. Always look both ways and be careful not to get hit."

"Why? What do you mean?" the fat man driving the car asked with a fierce look on his face.

"It's very simple. People are afraid of being famous, but pigs are afraid of being bumped into!" Zhu Ping'an said lightly with the corner of his mouth raised.

Pigs are afraid of being hit!

The people around him heard the meaning of Zhu Ping'an's accentuated words and burst into laughter.

The fat man was stunned for a long time before he realized that Zhu Pingan was laughing at him for being like a pig. So he became furious and jumped off the carriage. He flattened his sleeves and exposed his arms that were as thick as Zhu Pingan's thighs. He was about to give up in a minute. Zhu Ping'an understood the principle of a scholar meeting a soldier.

""Da Ming Law", Book 4 of the Criminal Chapter. If the common people insult the members of the living, it is an insult to the gentlemen, and they will be punished with ten sticks and a fine of three coins."

""Da Ming Code", Book 9 of the Criminal Chapter. Miscellaneous criminals and common people who humiliate living members are considered disrespectful and will be punished with thirty rods, three days of shackles, and a fine of one tael of silver."

"The twenty-fifth year of Hongwu's decree: It is strictly forbidden for common people, merchants, craftsmen, infantrymen, Yuding and handymen to wear boots. They can only wear leather boots. Only in the cold and freezing northern areas, cowhide boots with straight seams are allowed. This is illegal. Those who do so shall be punished with capital punishment.”

"Your Excellency is neither a noble nor famous. The leather boots you are wearing are made of cowhide. Well, let me think about it. What is the crime of destroying farm cattle privately?"

Zhu Pingan looked at the fat man who was so aggressive that he wanted to beat him up with a bruised nose and face. He looked at him calmly and calmly. Every time he took a step, Zhu Pingan said a crime. By the time he mentioned the last one, the fat man's momentum was already strong. The engine turned off, replaced by cold sweat on his forehead.

"You're lucky today!"

The fat man said his words in a serious tone, got on the carriage, and drove the carriage around Zhu Ping'an in a dejected manner, and rumbled away.

When the fat man drove the carriage away in despair, Zhu Ping'an also shook his head slightly, and walked slowly towards the inn with the black wooden board under his arm.

"Oh, this young man is really amazing."

"No, I was worried about him on the side. That's Liu Er in Mr. Zhao's house. He uses his power to bully others. This time he has been taught a lesson."

"What's so big about that? He's just a nerd who's lost his mind in reading."

After the fat man and Zhu Pingan left, people looked at Zhu Pingan's slow figure and whispered and talked about it.

The voices of the crowd's discussions reached Zhu Pingan's ears scatteredly. Zhu Pingan slowly raised the corners of his lips. If he hadn't seen the carriage braking in the distance, he wouldn't have stood there motionless; if he hadn't looked at the fat man. Han was so fat that he would definitely not be able to outrun him in this crowded crowd. He alone would not dare to abandon the carriage and chase him. He would not stand there stupidly and tell him about punishment and justice.

Returning to the inn, Zhu Pingan found that there were a few more people in the inn than yesterday. They should be students who came to take the scientific examination today. Each of these people are wearing student uniforms, and they feel as if they are superior to others. With their leering eyes, they are all inferior. They are only good at reading, let alone scholars. After several years of hard work, they have gained something, and now they are moving towards the ruling class. Understandable.

After Zhu Pingan came in, these scholars were a little surprised to see that Zhu Pingan was wearing student uniforms at a young age, especially Zhu Pingan, who was dressed simply and looked like he was from a poor family.

Zhu Ping'an bowed his hands to them from afar, then continued walking in with the black wooden board under his arm. When he passed the counter, he said hello to the shopkeeper who was settling accounts, and then walked to his room upstairs.

"Why should we treat each other politely with such arrogant people? It is really insulting to politeness."

The scholars sitting far away couldn't help but look sideways and shook their heads when they saw Zhu Pingan greeting the shopkeeper. They didn't treat Zhu Pingan as they did just now. They felt that Zhu Pingan was a small family and could never become a great person.