fantasy novels Chapter 704: Scholars Receiving The Task Of Enlightenment, All Saints Are One Person [Please Subscri
Chapter 704: Scholars Receiving The Task Of Enlightenment, All Saints Are One Person [Please Subscri
In the small square in front of the office building of Wanmin College of Liberal Arts, there are thirty-nine stalls divided into thirteen provinces, and each province has three corresponding stalls.
Behind the small stalls of each province, there is another large table, which is further divided according to the state capitals and is piled with fire-lacquered notebooks recording the mission of each scholar to "educate the world".
More than 7,000 scholars lined up in 39 long lines according to the province where they were born.
The ninth-grade civil servant of Wanmin Literary Academy, who was sitting in front of the stall, looked up at the scholar in front of him and asked:
"Name, state and prefecture of origin?!!"
The scholar bowed his hands slightly in salute to the civil servant in front of him, and then replied:
"I, Liu Zizhuang, was born in Jining Prefecture and Dongping Prefecture."
The civil servant's expression remained unchanged, he turned to look at the clerk behind him and shouted:
"Jining Prefecture, Dongping Prefecture, Liu Zizhuang!!!"
Immediately, a small official found the fire lacquer albums belonging to Jining Prefecture, Dongping Prefecture, and Liu Zizhuang from the large pile of fire lacquer albums at the back and handed them to the civil servants.
The civil servant took the fire paint folder, showed the name and fire paint on the fold to Liu Zizhuang in front of him, and then said:
“Please confirm that the paint on the fold is intact now?!!”
"Please confirm that the name on the brochure is yours?!!"
"If you think the paint is not intact, or if you open the folder later, you find that the name inside does not match the name on the outside, or your own name."
"Then you can go directly to the second floor of the building on the right rear and report to the Supervision Department of the School of Liberal Arts that you suspect someone is engaging in malpractice for personal gain!!!"
Liu Zizhuang nodded to express his understanding:
"Student understands, student confirms that the paint on the fold is now intact!!!"
After seeing Liu Zizhuang confirming that there was no problem with the fire paint, the civil servant handed him the fire paint booklet in his hand.
Then he put a check mark in front of Jining Prefecture, Dongping Prefecture, and Liu Zizhuang on the record sheet in front of him, indicating that the other party had received the task of [Civilizing the World].
Liu Zizhuang respectfully took his lacquer seal with both hands and stepped back to the other side to make way for the scholars behind him.
Just when Liu Zizhuang was about to return to his residence and further open the paint folder, he was suddenly tapped on the shoulder behind him, and ten cheerful voices sounded at the same time:
"Brother Liu, where are you going to educate the people?!!"
Liu Zizhuang looked sideways and found that it was a new friend he had met in the past few days. A smile appeared on his face and he responded:
423 "Brother Wang, I haven't taken it apart yet to look at it."
Wang Danchun immediately laughed and said:
"Hahaha, what are you waiting for?!!"
"Now quickly take it apart and take a look. Maybe I am not far from the place where you taught me!!!"
"If that's the case, then maybe I can go over and meet you during my free time!!!"
Hearing his friend's words, Liu Zizhuang was also moved in his heart.
If that was the case, it seemed pretty good, so I opened my own fire paint booklet to look at it.
[Liu Zizhuang, Ren, Mr. Education of Jianning Prefecture, Chong'an County, Leping Town, Qingsha, and Xiahe Village!!!]
"Brother Wang, I am the enlightenment teacher from Fujian Province, Jianning Prefecture, Chong'an County, Leping Town, Qingsha Township, and Xiahe Village. Where are you from?!!"
Liu Zizhuang looked up at his friend Wang Danchun and said expectantly.
Wang Danchun shook his head, took out the fire paint book he had opened, and said regretfully:
"I am the education teacher of Sichuan Province, Shunqing Prefecture, Nanchong County, Yingshui Town, Fengshan Township, and Potou Village. I am the same as Brother Liu and the other is north!!!"
Looking at the teaching address on Wang Danchun's fire-lacquered booklet, Liu Ziqing couldn't help but show a look of disappointment and dismay on his face.
But then Wang Danchun said calmly:
"It's okay. Although Brother Liu and I don't teach in the same area, we can still exchange letters in the future!!!"
"In the future, after you and I have each taught a common people, we will meet again at this liberal arts academy!!!"
Hearing this, Liu Zizhuang smiled again and said with the same high spirits:
"Okay!!! Brother Wang and I will work hard, see you at the Japanese Language School!!!"
The two of them were in their twenties and thirties, still young.
Although there is melancholy about parting, it is not much.
So the two people quickly put aside the matter of separation, and immediately began to study the next education task.
"I just heard from the clerk at the School of Liberal Arts that in the next half month, the Ministry of Industry and Industry will continue to arrange free carriages for me to travel to the thirteen provinces.
"We can choose to take the long-distance carriage arranged by the Ministry of Works and go directly to the place of education where we are located, or we can choose to take the long-distance carriage arranged by the Ministry of Works (bhj) to go home."
"But after returning home, there will no longer be free carriages arranged by the Ministry of Industry of the Imperial Court. I will have to wait for myself to find a way to get to the corresponding place of enlightenment."
"The specific departure time and pick-up location of the carriages going to various places are posted at the Ministry of Works. I have to go to the Ministry of Works to see them."
Wang Danchun talked about the little news he had learned with great interest.
Liu Zizhuang also said happily:
"The imperial court actually arranges free carriages for me to go directly to various places of enlightenment?!!"
“Really considerate of me!!!”
Wang Danchun also had a look of approval on his face.
If the imperial court did not arrange a free long-distance carriage for them, then their own journey to the place of enlightenment would require a considerable expenditure.
And such expenditure is a bit difficult for most scholars.
After all, the vast majority of scholars often have a prefix with the word "poor" in front of them.
"Come on, let's go over to the Ministry of Works and have a look!!!"
Wang Danchun greeted immediately, Liu Zizhuang nodded, and then the two of them walked towards the Ministry of Industry.
And scenes like Wang Danchun and Liu Zizhuang can be said to be everywhere in Wanmin College of Literature.
In the office of the dean of Wanmin College of Liberal Arts, literary saints Cang Jie and Song Lian stood in front of the huge transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, looking down condescendingly.
Watching talented scholars like Wang Danchun and Liu Zizhuang queue up to receive their mission of "Educating the World" one after another.
Then they either go in groups or go alone.
Or go to the Ministry of Industry to check the arrangements for free long-distance carriages, or go back to your inn to rest and organize for a while.
After a while, Wen Sheng Cang Jie and Song Lian sat down at the tea table by the window, drinking tea and chatting.
"Now most of the talented scholars in the world have followed the ideas of the Wen Sage and started to accept the task of [educating the world] and are preparing to educate the people of the world!!!"
"Come to think of it, the Literary Sage no longer has to worry about these talented scholars, who will be neglectful of empty talk in the future and lack of practical work and practical deeds!!!"
"I wonder if such Confucianism and such talented scholars can satisfy the literary sage?!"
Song Lian looked at Cang Jie, the literary saint in front of him, and said with a smile.
Yan Changqing picked up the teapot, made tea, and said calmly:
“In today’s world, farmers have the agricultural sage Shennong who discovered how to cultivate high-yield grains with an yield of 30 shi per mu, and doctors have the medical sage Qi Bo who raised the girdle to suppress the smallpox plague.
"The Mohist family also had the scientific saint Ban Heng who improved and invented many techniques, and even the merchants also had the business saint Fan Bai who said he could make tens of billions!!!"
"It can be said that during the Hongwu Dynasty, all the saints emerged together, vaguely recreating the scene of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods when hundreds of schools of thought contended two thousand years ago!!!"
"In addition, the Confucian "Theory of Influence between Heaven and Man" has been overturned, and the descendants of the bloodline of Confucius and Saints in the past have become traitors. Your Majesty does not seem to like Confucianism very much today!!!"
"If Confucianism does not make changes and make some real achievements, it will be beneficial to the country and the people, and it will be a great achievement that your Majesty and all the people in the world cannot refute!!!"
"Then Confucianism, let alone retaining its supremacy since Dong Wenzong's dethronement of hundreds of schools of thought and respecting Confucianism alone, would have trouble even becoming the mainstream theory of the world!!!"
Song Lian looked at the literary saint Cang Jie in front of him and said softly:
"However, the agricultural saint Shennong who discovered the cultivation of high-yield grains with an yield of thirty kilograms per mu, the medical saint Qi Bo who raised his hand to suppress the smallpox plague, the science saint Ban Heng who improved and invented many techniques, and the business saint who boasted that he could earn tens of billions Fan Baishi."
"Aren't you the one who personally overthrew the Confucian "Theory of Influence between Heaven and Man" - Literary Sage Cang Jie - Yan Changqing?!"
Yan Changqing, who was pouring tea for Song Lian, suddenly stopped moving with his hands.
Lu Wenzhao and Pei Lun, who were also standing aside, wearing masks and ready to obey orders at any time, also became nervous.
Yan Changqing slowly put down the teapot in his hand, raised his head and looked at Song Lian in front of him, then at Lu Wenzhao and Pei Lun who were standing a few steps away from them, and said with a slight smile:
"Aren't you worried that these words will reach His Majesty's ears?!!"
Lu Wenzhao and Pei Lun, as Jin Yiwei, were not only responsible for protecting their own safety, but also had the surveillance responsibility of recording Yan Changqing's daily words and deeds and sending them back to Zhu Yuanzhang for review.
Song Lian's words just now were equivalent to telling Zhu Yuanzhang that he already knew the true identities of all the Saints in the world.
Sometimes, knowing too much is not a good thing.
Song Lian also said with a free and easy expression:
"Your Majesty has a broad mind that no one can match. He would never bother with me, an old man whose coffin is buried up to his nose in dirt!!!"
After saying this, Song Lian turned to stare at Lu Wenzhao and Pei Lun and said:
"Hey, you two boys, when you send a message, remember to send back the sentence you just said completely. Don't miss it. Do you understand?!!"
Lu Wenzhao and Pei Lun were stunned when they heard this, and did not react for a while.
Seeing Song Lian talking about being free and easy while secretly taking the opportunity to compliment Zhu Yuanzhang, Yan Changqing couldn't help but smile.
After giving instructions to the two boys who might be Jin Yiwei, Song Lian just turned around to look at Yan Changqing and said seriously:
"Besides, if you tell something like this, who would believe it?!!"
Yan Changqing also gradually faded the smile on his face, thought for a while, then reached out and took off the mask on his face, glanced at Lu Wenzhao and Pei Lun at the same time and said:
"Oops, the mask won't come off!!!"
Lu Wenzhao and Pei Lun felt numb, so they could only silently write down what Yan Changqing said.
Then Yan Changqing turned to look at Song Lian and said with a gentle smile:
"Yeah, who would believe it?!"
"It is extremely difficult for ordinary people to be called saints and saints in one place!!!"
"Who dares to believe that the dignified agricultural saint Shennong, the medical saint Qi Bo, the science saint Ban Heng, the Shang saint Fan Bai, and the literary saint Cang Jie are all the same person!!!"
"There will be no records in the official history. At most, it will just be spread out in unofficial history!!!"
"And who would really believe such wild stories as 'all saints are one person'?!!"
Seeing Yan Changqing take off his mask and reveal his true face under the mask, Song Lian couldn't hide the shock on his face and murmured to himself:
“It’s actually the same person!!!”
He had dealt with Yan Changqing several times before, wearing the identity vest of Saint Shennong and Saint Qibo, and even dealt with Yan Changqing himself.
He had just discovered that the mysterious Literary Saint Cang Jie's speaking tone and appearance, as well as his appearance, looked similar to Saint Shennong, Saint Qibo, and Yan Changqing.
In addition, Shang Sheng Fan Bai knew the specific time when Wen Sheng Cang Jie appeared in Wanmin Literary Academy, and Shang Sheng Fan Bai and Ke Sheng Ban Heng were good friends.
That's why he couldn't help but ask a question, but the other party's reaction was a sudden surprise, which made his guess more certain.
And the other party didn't refute it later, which made the possibility of his guess reaching 90%.
Finally, as the other party took off his mask, his guess came true.
All the saints of the Ming Dynasty were actually the same person!!!
However, when he heard Yan Changqing's words, he shook his head and said with a bitter smile:
"Even if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it was true!!!"
"And even if I saw it with my own eyes, does it have to be true?!!"
"Perhaps His Excellency Wen Sheng deliberately made a joke on me!!!"
Yan Changqing handed Song Lian a cup of tea, then poured himself another cup of tea, saying in a calm and gentle tone:
"Yeah, this is just a little joke I made with you!!!"
"How is it possible that there are people in the world who can master the art of farming, medicine, Mohism, business, and even Confucianism at the same time, even to the point of being selected?!!"
Song Lian and Yan Changqing tacitly revealed this matter.
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