Who Cares

Guan Suyi originally thought that she would regain a child after death, but she opened her eyes and saw a plum forest covered in black mist. Snow flakes drifting in the mist, a little illusory, but appear so real because of the sudden cold air. . Guan Suyi was stunned for a while before realizing that the black mist shrouded in everything in front of him was because he was wearing a power fence on his head. The black gauze at the edge of the power fence was blown by the cold wind, and a few snowflakes got in and fell on the tip of her nose, making her shiver for no reason.

"Miss, are you cold? The maidservant will go back to get the stove."

The crisp voice awakened Guan Suyi, who was hovering between confusion and reality. She lifted the corner of the black veil, and the hazy world immediately became clear and vivid. Her extraordinary memory tells her that this is the Meilin in the backyard of the Jueyin Temple. When the Guan family moved into Yanjing, they temporarily lived for a few days due to house repairs.

"Where's grandfather? Where's your parents?" Guan Suyi tentatively asked Ming Lan carefully. She understood that she was back, back to the past, back to the time when she first entered Yanjing, and everything has not yet begun. It is not difficult to make this judgment. The coldness of the body cannot be faked, the cold wind like a steel knife cannot be faked, the suffocation of death cannot be faked, and Minglan, who is much younger, cannot fake it.

"The old lady is attending the literary meeting in Bodhi Garden. The master and his wife went to the Beishan Pavilion to enjoy the snow and paint, and maybe they won't be able to come back in the evening." Minglan rubbed her hands, "Miss, let's go to Bodhi Garden. It's too cold here. Be careful not to freeze." She is a little girl who can't understand such an elegant thing as an appreciation of plums in the snow.

Wenhui? Guan Suyi was in a daze for a moment, then turned around and went to Bodhi Garden. Regardless of whether all this is true or not, or the refraction of the reincarnation mirror, she is willing to change from this moment on.

There are several huge braziers burning in the courtyard, and the raging flames breathe in the heat, setting off the surroundings as warm as spring. Compared with the outside world where snowflakes are flying and the cold wind is cold, it is indeed much more comfortable and lively here. A group of men gathered around the stone table to talk and talk, a few little novice monks concentrated on making tea, and the luthier bowed their heads to make the strings. The noisy and long sound of the piano gave a long and lasting meaning.

A few women stood in the water pavilion not far from the stone table, whispering to each other, laughing and playing; or leaning on a railing to look out, thinking for themselves; there were also a few pointing at the men, seeming to be discussing something. The mixed images of men and women make Guan Suyi a little nostalgic, but also a little sad. After Xu's Neo-Confucianism flourishes, such scenes will probably no longer be seen. Now they never imagined that after five or six years, Mo said that if they criticized men, they would have no chance to step out of the second door.

"The door does not go out, and the two doors do not move." This commandment traps women alive in the back house, and also traps them in one after another unfortunate marriages dominated by men. "Divorce wife" has become a reminder for women, and the "Four Books for Women" has become a soul talisman for women. You are a husband's family or a husband's ghost.

Thinking of this, Guan Suyi looked cold and walked slowly to stand beside her grandfather. She wears a power fence on her head to hide Duan Li's vulgar appearance, but she is still eye-catching with her dusty temperament. Due to the gentleman's demeanor, these people didn't ask much, just glanced at it without a trace and continued the debate.

At this time, the status of women was not low, and there were even several politicians and historians, and there were many concubines who held the power of the country. As long as someone recommends you, you can enter such a place like Wenhui. The reason why Guan Suyi wears a power fence to block her face is not because of the women's precepts, but because the world is too chaotic and bandits are rampant, so she has to protect herself.

At this time, the regime changes frequently. Today you will be the king, and tomorrow I will become the throne. The various nations will conquer each other, so a large number of people who fish in troubled waters have been born. Misfortunes can come from the sky while staying at home, let alone long-distance migration. Guan Suyi has always been cautious, not to mention her appearance, but her face is more than enough. In order not to cause trouble to her family, she is indispensable, and she is always equipped with a sharp silver hairpin for self-defense or suicide. Not only her, but men and women in troubled times are like this.

Close to the black gauze that was tossed by the wind, she bent over and stretched out her hand to add a cup of hot tea for her grandfather.

Mr. Guan studied Confucianism all his life. He was very knowledgeable, but suffered from poor eloquence. He was frequently asked questions at this literary meeting. For a while, he was red-faced and described as embarrassed. The era of fighting for hegemony has just passed. The Huo family, a descendant of the Jiuli ethnic group, ruled the five Central Plains and invited people of great patriots from all over the world to serve for the court. The literati who were familiar with poetry and books waited for such an opportunity, so they responded and gathered in Yanjing.

At this time, all the scholars had their own opinions, and they all wanted to grow up to realize their ambitions, and the phenomenon of squeezing each other out was very serious. In order to become famous, to attract the attention of the upper echelons, and to refute the views of other schools for the best interests of the teachers, they frequently hold literary conferences like today.

Guan Suyi listened quietly, slapping his emotional grandfather on the back from time to time, trying to relax him. The farther behind, the sharper the arguments of the legal scholars became, and the others gradually became unable to parry. As the backbone of the Confucian school, my grandfather has endured the most questioning.

Seeing that his grandfather was forced to a dead end, the scribes of the same school cast anxious and dissatisfied eyes at him, and Guan Suyi's lips moved slightly, as if he was pondering. Through the hazy black veil, she was staring at the very elegant and handsome middle-aged man with a goatee who was hidden in the crowd. That was Xu Guangzhi, the founder of Xu's Neo-Confucianism, who became popular in the future, and a generation of Confucianism semi-sages respected by Emperor Sheng Yuan.

Although he was still unknown at this time, Guan Suyi knew that in a few moments, when his grandfather was forced to vomit blood, he would come forward and refute all the scholars present one by one, thus establishing his own reputation. Being pragmatic and powerful like a legalist, and eloquent like a political strategist, he is also defeated by his clever tongue. It is precisely by virtue of the wonderful performance of this literary meeting that he became a representative of Confucianism in one fell swoop, and finally embarked on an official career and achieved steady progress.

Guan Suyi does not think that she has the ability to change this era, nor does she want to compete with Xu Guangzhi for winning or losing. She just doesn't want this person to step on her grandfather's position anymore, let alone watch her grandfather indulge in this failure. Depressed. In the previous life, she sat beside her grandfather and listened in the same way. She deliberately argued a few words for her grandfather. However, due to etiquette, she did not dare to say anything, until her grandfather suddenly vomited blood. What kind of etiquette in this life, what a woman's ignorance is virtue, go to hell.

Thinking of this, Guan Suyi suddenly held down the trembling left hand of his grandfather, and slowly said, "If you talk about a hundred schools of thought, you should respect Confucianism."

The scene was quiet for a while, and Xu Guangzhi, who was about to step out, walked back silently, and his icy eyes looked back and forth on the woman's black power fence.

Guan Suyi drank a sip of hot tea, unhurriedly and authentically, "The saints follow ancient rituals, treat people with courtesy, and govern the country with courtesy. Therefore, there is courtesy first, then the clan, then the township party, and the state. The heroes are all. Extinction means the unification of the state, and the patriarchal ethics and ethics are immortal, and the patriarchal ethics and ethics are immortal, and the people will obey. This is what the saint said, “I don’t know the etiquette, there is no way to stand. In the middle of the world, the people can make no mistakes..." She turned to look at the aggressive legal scholars, and continued, "The so-called legalists’ so-called'fix disputes, rejoice and fear violence', all kinds of laws and regulations are established. Based on the patriarchal and ritual education, how can it be qualified to criticize the Confucianism who respects the ancient rites. Human relations are the righteous way, and the etiquette is the foundation of Wanghua. All theories can not escape the difficulties of these two. Therefore, Confucianism, which values ​​human relations and respects ethics, is a well-deserved academic supremacy. The sage said:'The Tao is governed by the government, the public is to be punished, the people are free and shameless, the Tao is based on virtue, and the court is based on integrity, and there is shame and morality.' It is the real power of enlightenment and the way to govern the people."

As soon as she finished speaking, Confucian scholars shook their hands in applause. Xu Guangzhi looked down and pondered. He never expected that this woman was quite talented. It was really sharp to refute legalists from the basis of legislation, but it was not without flaws. He thought of countless mistakes and omissions in an instant, only to wait for the legal scholars to drive him to the end of his life and show his power again.

Old man Guan breathed a sigh of relief, and patted the back of his granddaughter's hand with relief. He had only such a granddaughter, who taught him how to be a gentleman since he was a child, and he has never fallen behind in the six arts of a gentleman. As long as she is willing to speak, it is more than enough to deal with this kind of scene.

When it comes to human relations and ethics, the scholars on the scene find it difficult. No matter how they oppose Confucianism, they dare not say that their school exists outside of human relations and ethics. Then they become heretics, or even evil schools, and they will definitely be criticized by the world.

While the others were thinking and thinking, Guan Suyi touched the tea cup and softly persuaded him, "Grandfather, take a sip of hot tea slowly. The saints said:'A gentleman is a savvy man, but he is quick to act. It’s not your fault to speak badly, it's your virtue."

After hearing this, the Confucian scholars who were dissatisfied with the old man all introspected, and their faces were ashamed. And the old man Guan was completely relieved, and smiled while stroking his beard.

Seeing his pale complexion gradually eased, Guan Suyi let go of his high-hanging heart, and said to the legal scholar who was about to stand up to refute him, "Guan Zhong changes the law to prosper, and one generation will end, and all will die; Li Li's reform will reinvigorate the Wei, a generation. Stop, Wei died; Wu Qi reformed the law to rejuvenate Chu, one generation only, Chu died; Shang Yang reformed the law to reinvigorate the Qin, and eventually unified the Central Plains to establish a hegemony, another generation stopped, and then the heroes competed, the society collapsed. The countries changed laws and tyranny died, dare to ask Everyone, why is this? Where is the eternal way of the Legalists? If you can't even answer this question, isn't it a joke that you keep trying to govern and transform the country into a strong country?"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was silent. Throughout history, reforms and reforms have indeed helped many countries to prosper, but they have also driven them to extinction very quickly. This is indeed the biggest drawback of Legalists. However, no one has said clearly what this drawback is, nor can they understand it. The woman's question was like a dagger pierced into the heart, hitting the point.

The legal scholars were dumb and embarrassed, but Guan Suyi had helped his grandfather to get up and said goodbye. The scholars hurriedly got up to send each other off, and frequently rushed to the old man, praised his family's learning origin and good education. Xu Guangzhi, who had a lot to say, saw that the rest of the people were all gone. Although he laughed on the surface, he hated it inside.

What Guan Suyi wanted was that he had nothing to say, and did not post if he had aspirations. Only then did he raise a few questions to completely confuse the essays. If Xu Guangzhi wants to become famous and embark on an official career, just look for another opportunity, but using his grandfather as a stepping stone, this life will never let him do so.

After a group of people left, the women also felt bored and left in twos and threes. A sturdy man with a fortified face turned out from behind the rockery, staring thoughtfully at the direction where Guan's grandfather and grandson had left. Following him, the white-faced, sharp-sounding old man admired, "It's not a lie to say that all the women in the Central Plains are talented and knowledgeable."

Seeing the man raised his eyebrows and laughed sarcastically, the old man's conversation turned, "But his vision is limited, and he is finally narrow." Although the master invites celebrities and intends to ask them for advice on how to govern the country, he has long thoughts in his heart. All the books on his desk are Legalist classics, and the most respected ones are also Legalist scholars, who obviously value Legalists more. And wait, the era of the philosophers and the hundred schools will soon pass, and the legalists will do their best in the future, and the reform of the law and system is imminent.

The man glanced at the old man with a smile, with a deep and mellow voice, "Send someone to check the ancestor and grandson just now." In his heart, he wondered: Where is the eternal way of the Fa School? This is indeed a problem.

The air fluctuated slightly, and after a while, the dead soldier hiding in the dark left quietly to investigate the background of Guan's family.