"Dalang, why is the more I listened, the more confused I became?" When he went back, Jiang Xing'er sat in the carriage and asked.

Jiang Xing'er is also qualified to be confused, but poor Si'er's eyes are not only confused. Although Si'er also knows a lot of words, she is still young. Zheng Lang talks with Feng Yuan and just clicks it. It is impossible to argue again and again. It is not because she is afraid that she can't explain clearly, but because she looks down on Feng Yuan.

Therefore, Jiang Xing'er becomes less and less able to understand.

Sier nodded and said, "Yes, it's so mysterious, it's even more mysterious than listening to a monk chanting scriptures."

"Confucianism is not mysterious, but what is needed is Taoism and Buddhism," Zheng Lang said not Taoism and Buddhism, but became the two religions of Taoism and Buddhism, which had a strong sense of sarcasm. It was not that Taoism and Buddhism were not good, but that it was ridiculed by Confucianism. It was precisely because Taoism and Buddhism had rigorous theories that it finally developed and jumped from one family to a religion. But what about Confucianism?

It was originally very fragmented, but repeatedly misinterpreted the interpretation. Although the rulers designated it as the religion of the country, their influence in the hearts of the people has never been used to practice the two teachings of Taoism and Buddhism from the beginning.

As for Xuanyu, is it really mysterious as long as the various Confucian ideas are combined and explained in an outline? However, the Confucian scholars themselves become more and more mysterious as they speak, just like benevolence and politeness.

Return to the inn and continue reading and writing.

But this matter was spread again.

It was reported from Mrs. Xia Qiong. The historical general Xia Qiong criticized it as useless. That was a little too much. This person has literary talent and martial arts. He is also a very good talent. He just used some very bad methods to promote his position. But he could not knock him to the ground in one go. If that were the case, what would be Ouyang Xiu and Han Qi do that in his later years?

But his casualness does give people a lot of verbal points, such as his life, and he likes to eat stone bell porridge. This thing is poisonous. Every morning, when he wakes up, his whole body is as cold as ice. He has to be snuggled by a beautiful little girl... to restore his normal body and muscle energy. For example, when he travels, he puts two luxurious carriages together, and covers them with a brocade note worth thousands of taels of silver to form an extra-long luxury version of the long RV... Xia La lay inside and sways across the market.

But his official position, this... his salary was reduced, and his intelligence, he could manage it a little bit, which was enough to allow him to live a luxurious life. And the other person was Kou Zhun, who lived an extremely luxurious life, even better than Xia Shu.

But the Qingliu Minister didn't like his yin romance... so he made a friendly accusation of his lifestyle...

That day... Zheng Lang accidentally said that passage in the palace, which made Xia La's heart. So he suddenly felt good. After returning home, he told his wife what happened. Mrs. Xia is also an amazing talented woman. She writes good handwriting and can write poems and articles. Her parents' family is very big, so Lao Xia is usually a little afraid.

This is a very fun thing. After Xia La returned home... he treated it as a strange thing and said it to Mrs. Xia. Mrs. Xia has a good memory and when she visited her... she also said it. So the matter spread from the boudoir to the outside.

In fact, Zheng Lang didn't need Zheng Lang. The great Confucianism of the Song Dynasty was about to begin soon. Although Zheng Lang did not take advantage of the advantages of his descendants and looked at it for so long, this reform of Confucianism was also a grand event in the literary world. However, it happened step by step, not as abrupt as Zheng Lang.

At this time, how many disciples came to the city of Jing [王陈陈陈]? I was shocked when I heard it. But Feng Yuan didn't tell me what he could say?

But I was quickly attracted by another thing.

The old lady wanted to worship the Taimiao. It was beyond reproach. The old lady has made many contributions to the Song Dynasty. It is not impossible to worship the ancestors of the Zhao family. But the old lady was very strange. She ordered to wear the emperor's Yanfu to enter the Zhao family's Taimiao.

The imperial edict was issued, chaos was in chaos.

First, Yan Shu held the "Zhou Guan" and read the queen above to persuade him. The old lady refused to listen. Then she went to Xue Kui and held the scepter and asked, "On the day of the empress dowager's visit, should she worship the man or daughter?"

Don't make a mistake, old lady, you are still the daughter-in-law of the Zhao family, so you have to be more disciplined.

As the ministers agreed, the old lady refused to listen, but she slightly reduced some of her costumes and still walked into the Taimiao in the Emperor Yan suit.

The whole city was in an uproar.

Xing'er had heard of it and asked nervously: "The Queen Mother doesn't want anything else, right?"

"What do you think?" Zheng Lang knocked her little head. The old lady mostly made her son's little movements speechless. She used such a move to make a small counterattack to see who was the one in the world! But this mother and son, such a big thing, was a joke. It was not the secret and strange palace dispute, but it was like two children in the family.

So Lu Yijian didn't make any sound this time.

Isn’t it just a piece of clothing? If the old lady doesn’t wear it, isn’t she the master of the Song Dynasty in the past ten years? If she wears it, she still can’t become the emperor.

Xue Kui made a big deal. It doesn't matter. But next year Xue Kui did something very disgusting, which is one of the few things that Zheng Lang was embarrassed about. He didn't know whether it was right or wrong, nor whether he should stop it, or how to stop it. Although the old lady threw him into the Kaifeng Prison, it was strictly speaking a favor.

After writing the characters, he took Jiang Xing'er and Si'er, and drove to the Kaifeng Prefecture Office in a carriage.

There were many scholars looking sideways. But at this time, Zheng Lang's eyes were a little surprised. If you talk about words, poems or paintings, it was just an elegant thing, but when it came to the core of Confucianism, the quality was completely different.

At the beginning, one can also talk about the conflicts between the truth, but later benevolence and righteousness, and then the etiquette of Feng's mansion, all of them are the core of Confucianism, and one dares to say that nearly half of the "Shangshu" is a false chapter. Whether it is right or wrong, just by virtue of this talent and courage, it is not comparable to that of oneself.

When he arrived at Kaifeng Prefecture, he handed the characters to Cheng Lin, and Cheng Lin breathed a sigh of relief. The boy's reputation became more and more powerful, and he was under pressure. Who stole these characters? He actually checked them for a long time without any clues.

Now that these manuscripts are written, they can also attract attention and relieve stress on the walls of Xiangguo Temple.

The words handed over by Zheng Lang were not only manuscripts, but also some Confucian classics. However, the special quality of Xiangguo Temple was destined to not transcend the secular world. Moreover, these manuscripts would bring more popularity to Xiangguo Temple. Cheng Lin persuaded him, and several great monks from Xiangguo Temple agreed half-swer.

This is gone, right? Cheng Chun thought so.

If you want to copy the characters, you will get the characters after copying them yourself. Then the value of the characters will decrease, and the quality of the cases will also decrease. But unexpectedly, things will come again.

As the end of the year approached, Zheng Lang bought this gift and asked Uncle Song to take it back and give it to several empresses. He continued to study, and there was no hurry now, and he would have to wait for next year to happen. But when he woke up that morning, Manager Yan ran in with a sad face and said, "Zheng Jieyuan, something is wrong again."

"What's the matter?" Li Lang was puzzled.

"Come here." He brought Zheng Lang to the back. There was Jianguan Yan's own residence. He had his own son and daughter-in-law. On the left was a house where the servant lived, and on the right was a small garden. It was not big, and he was carrying some Huaye casually. There were two houses beside the garden. One of them was transformed by Jianguan Yan and changed it into a small study room for his grandson to study with peace of mind.

However, at this time, there were many servants in front of the study, and his grandson was also sad and stood at the door of the study and didn't know what to do.

"What happened?"

"Come in." Zheng Lang was led into the study room, with two rows of bookshelves, with some books on it. There was a desk next to the window, which was similar to Zheng Lang's house. However, it was not as big as Zheng Lang's room, but it was just a simple study room. Unlike Zheng Lang's house, it was not only a study room, but also a bedroom. There was a big cabinet in the corner, with an iron chain on the cabinet and a large lock, but at this time the lock was smashed, the cabinet door was opened, and the inside was empty.

"This is……"

…”

"Zheng Jieyuan, put the handwriting you gave to my boy in this cabinet so that my little brother... Sun Xianshi would take it out and copy it."

Zheng’s Sweat, who is this? He has stolen all the words.

"Why not report to the official?"

"Needless to say, there is an insider, I don't know what will happen if I report to the official?" Manager Yan's face wrinkled together.

"Not necessarily. When I gave you those manuscripts, I just took out the representative ones. People who knew about this matter were not many. If you were interested, you would also know that my manuscripts were in your home. Therefore, you should report to the official."

If this person is not caught, he will not be at ease. He cannot tell that he will fall asleep in the middle of the night that day, and then his body will sweat. With the hazy moon, he saw a few people standing in the room and searching everywhere. Maybe he pointed at himself with a knife and did not let himself shout. That's so cunning!

Manager Yan was unsure of his mind, and after hearing this, he said, "Okay."

Cheng Lin came over with the yamen run over again, and was also amused and crying. This thief was not only brave, but also overdoing it. But this time there were finally clues. Because there were not many people who knew where these manuscripts were placed, and there were not necessarily internal ghosts. If you think about the whereabouts of knowledge, you must trap the people in the Yan family's backyard. So he interrogated the Yan family and finally found a clue. The day before yesterday, a little maid from the Yan family's inner house went shopping, and halfway through a middle-aged beauty who was very beautiful. The maid said sorry, and that beauty was not blamed. Suddenly, you are the maid from the inn where Zheng Jieyuan lived?

This matter is so tingly, the little maid repeatedly said yes.

So the two started talking, and were trapped by this beautiful manuscript and said that there were more words placed in the cabinet in the study room.

After saying that, my face turned pale and I kept explaining it, but I didn't know.

"You are unintentional and have nothing to do with you." Cheng Lin said. Even without this little maid, the thief also had many ways to get information.

But it may not be related to this... Meifu, and continue to be tried, but there is no clue that makes people suspicious. Cheng Lin called Zheng Lang over, told the story, and then said: "Is there still a female flying thief?"

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Chapter completed!