Tang Xianzu probably devoted himself to drama creation after he resigned from his official position in the 26th year of Wanli. The Peony Pavilion was not released until the 45th year of Wanli.

At this time, Tang Xianzu, who was just starting out, was full of longing for the next year's Golden Bang League and the future of the peace. He didn't know that he would not become an outstanding official in the future, but would be famous for his dramas throughout the ages and be known as the East.

So he wouldn't know that the most important song in his most important representative work had been shamelessly plagiarized by Mr. Zhao on the opposite side.

‘Sorry, I didn’t mean it.’ Mr. Zhao thought to himself: ‘If I knew you were there, I would definitely attack Hongsheng and Kong Shangren…’

Therefore, Mr. Zhao said to Mr. Xiao Tang with great affection: "It doesn't matter. If you like it, I will give you this song "Zao Luo Pao".

"How is that good..." Tang Xianzu said in a hurry and trepidated manner.

"Listen to me." Mr. Zhao waved his hand and smiled: "I was drunk yesterday and I don't remember how this song came about. Moreover, I can't play the song. It's a pity that I won't write it into the play like this. Since this song was stolen from your heart, I will give it to you today. I look forward to you to write it into a complete script. The first scene must be performed in Furong Pool."

His words were so painful that he hoped not to affect the publication of "Peony Pavilion", which was an indispensable treasure of Chinese culture.

"Young master is generous and elegant, so I really feel so heartbroken." Tang Xianzu bowed deeply when he heard this, and a feeling of inexplicable emotion of losing and regaining it, and he couldn't help but shed tears again.

"The young student will definitely write it out soon, and it will no longer be too high for the young master!"

"No problem, I'll be optimistic about you." Zhao Hao smiled and helped Tang Xianzu up, feeling that just returning to the original owner was not enough to make up for the other party, so he planned to use the great prophecy to calculate a fortune for him.

Although this person has a beautiful face, his eyebrows are somewhat unruly and unruly like Li Zhi. Na Luo Rufang and He Xinyin are the same. It can be seen that one of the Taizhou Schools is counted as one, and they are all heretics.

Of course, Li, Luo, and He Ruo are considered in the fourth stage of heresy, at most, he is in the first stage, and he is still in the early stage of benign heresy.

But this was enough to make his fate difficult. If he didn't interfere, Tang Xianzu would fail the exam next year. After deeply feeling his shortcomings, he went to Jiangnan to visit famous teachers and study hard. Six years later, he became a famous talented man in the world, but he could pick up purple as purple as grass.

However, when he came to Beijing with confidence, he was too famous and was attracted by Zhang's idol and wanted to marry his daughter to him... Heavy fog wanted him to make friends with his sons. He also hinted that as long as he agreed, he would arrange the top scorer for him.

If it were ordinary people, they would naturally be unsuccessful, but the Taizhou School and Zhang Juzheng were born to be in conflict, so Xiao Tang refused.

Tang Xianzu dared to refuse Bugu's care, so he would naturally reject him in the imperial examination, and it was inevitable that he would fail. As a result, Chen Maoxue, who agreed to be friends with the little cuckoos, won the top scorer, and the second son of the Zhang family, Xiu, was the second scorer...

Three years later, Xiao Tang went to Beijing to take the exam again. Bugu still persevered and wanted him to make friends with his son without grudges. Because Jing Xiu and Mao Xiu had to take the exam this time... Tang Xianzu still refused, so he failed the exam again, and Mao Xiu won the top scorer.

Finally, he finally passed the Jinshi when he learned that Zhang Juzheng was on a journey to the west.

Mr. Zhao wants to say that you should not be so stupid in the future. What’s wrong with being friends with my future brother-in-law? Isn’t it good to take the No. 1 pick? What do I say to him as a son-in-law?

But when I thought about it, it seemed that without these setbacks in life, the greatest opera artist in the Ming Dynasty would not have been able to achieve. If he changed his life trajectory, it seemed that he would have harmed him...

Thinking of this, Zhao Hao said nothing in the end, but just patted his shoulder silently and said, "Work hard and strive to make Shakespeare called 'Tang Xianzu of the West'..."

"Yes." Tang Xianzu emphasized his head, but he couldn't help but mutter, why did the person who was so elegant in his heart suddenly expose vulgar words?

Could this be the true nature?

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At this time, Xuelang finally arrived with more than a dozen little novice monks, and he wanted to take Zhao Hao's boat to Danluo Island.

Mr. Zhao was afraid that this guy would regret it, so he ordered someone to drive the boat. Fortunately, he left early and the female historians had not yet gotten up, otherwise the eighteen-long gifts would inevitably be staged...

Because the Tang family and his son were going back to Jiangxi, the two sides had different paths. They said goodbye to each other when they left the Yulin River.

Luo Wanhua and Na He Xinyin took the Science account with Li Zhi and Zhao Hao.

As soon as Xue Lang got on the boat, he went to the cabin to take a break. He was so tired that he was busy with the Liantai Immortal Club.

Mr. Zhao also planned to sleep together... Of course, they slept separately, but were entangled by Li Zhi. He said that Luo Wanhua and He Xinyin had something to discuss with each other.

The Taizhou School does not teach the Taoist principles and rules, and no matter the age of the school, they are all called friends.

Zhao Hao knew that Li Zhi took two heretics on board the boat, not as simple as saving two boat expenses. However, he was also very interested and talked to several real enlightenment thinkers.

Although it was late autumn, the weather was sunny and there was no wind on the river. Mr. Zhao was waiting for guests on the bow deck.

After a while, Luo Rufang and He Xinyin came up. Both old men were in their fifties. The former wore Tang scarves and round necklaces, which was no different from the teacher. The latter wore short brown clogs and rolled up their trousers with high legs, revealing a pair of strong iron legs, and a patched rag hat hanging around their necks.

If it weren't for knowing that he was the famous He Daxia, Mr. Zhao would have thought it was a professional mage Liu Haizhu.

"Hey, mage...oh no, where is the hero's sword?" Mr. Zhao asked with a smile when he saw He Xinyin's expression was not kind.

"I was searched by your guards." He Xinyin said unhappily: "They are still stinging my husband's back door. Can you hide hidden weapons?"

"Sorry, sorry." Zhao Hao hurriedly compensated Gao Wu and the others for a compensation. But it was understandable. Who made He Daxia look like he was not a good person?

Besides, he is indeed a wanted criminal. The Jiangxi Censor issued a document of arresting the sea, and captured him everywhere in paintings and pictures...

If the hero knew that there were four short guns aiming at him secretly, and as long as he had any abnormal movement, he would immediately kill him, I wonder what he would feel?

"Hmph." In the past, He Xinyin had already left, but at this time he had to endure it.

Zhao Hao asked the two and Li Zhi to sit around the round table, brew kung fu tea with his own hands, and said with a smile: "I have been well-known to the Taizhou School for a long time, and I can finally ask for some advice today."

"Oh, Mr. Zhao doesn't regard us as heresy?" Luo Rufang couldn't help but ask with a smile.

"Isn't science also regarded as heresy? We have a common language." Zhao Hao brewed the tea cup in front of the three of them with a bright red tea soup.

"The single item of this gold wire iron thread cup in Ge Kiln must be thousands of taels per person, right?" He Xinyin used his thick-boned palms to play with the tea cups that were entertaining guests. What is the implication is that we have a common language?

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"Mr. Fushan is obsessed with the face." Zhao Hao couldn't help but curse, no wonder Mr. Zhang wants to kill you, this is too owed. But this person is of great use to him, and what he wants is his crazy spirit. Mr. Zhao naturally did not think it was offensive: "Didn't the Taizhou School always treat fishermen and woodcutters and merchants equally? I have never cared about whether the other party has money when making friends."

"That's right, you don't have money anyway." He Xinyin curled his lips, retorted and stopped talking.

Luo Rufang asked Zhao Hao for help, for fear that He Kuang's stinky mouth would provoke the other party, so he hurriedly took over the conversation and savored tea with Mr. Zhao in the wind.

Zhao Hao was very interested in the Taizhou School. He did not admire their wild style, but that this school was really different.

They made the world a first time and did not explain politics from the perspective of the ruling class.

The past philosophers and sages and wise men all served the ruling class. Regardless of Confucianism, Taoism and law, the ideal blueprints designed are always based on beautiful memories of ancient society. The so-called "people who govern the world are ignorant, simplicity and chaos". In short, every means to make the people become illiterate and simple red necks. The government believes in whatever it says, and completely loses the ability to think independently. The cost of social governance can be greatly reduced, and the so-called governance of the world will come.

However, the Taizhou School is completely different. They broke the mystery and aristocratic nature of the so-called "Tao", emphasizing that Tao is in the lives of the people, which is the so-called "the people's daily use is the Tao". From this, a complete set of quite complete populist and people-oriented ideas were developed.

Their "natural theory" opposes the destruction of human desires and preservation of the laws of nature, advocates respecting the legitimate physiological and psychological needs of the people. They cannot just allow themselves to make money and not let the people be greedy for money and lust.

They vigorously broke the superstition of ancient sages and scriptures, opposed the dogma of Confucius and Mencius, and advocated that "scholars should wipe out all the straw dogs of the ancients and create a world from their own hearts before they can truly benefit from it. Why would they be willing to die at the feet of others?"

They even impacted the traditional ethics of the ruler, subjects, fathers and sons, believing that everyone should be equal and that everyone should get along like friends. There is no such thing as the one who is born to obey whom, and who is born to torture whom. The so-called "no monarch and no father is not a monarch and a father"...

They also told the people that they do not need to put aside normal life and learn from the saints. Instead, saints should learn from the lives of the people. This theory will of course enhance the self-esteem and confidence of the common people, stimulate the awakening of the civilian class, and allow them to realize their own existence for the first time in thousands of years, understand their own value, and pursue their own happiness!

What is this not ideological enlightenment? What is this not ideological liberation?

What is even more valuable is that the Taizhou School also broke out from the ruthlessness of Yangming’s posthumous scholars, and taught and helped to solve doubts by practicing teachings and learning. And

For the first time, I have achieved true teaching without distinction, and I have devoted myself to teaching farmers in the fields, peddlers and civilians in the market.

When Wang Gen, the founder of the Taizhou School, gave a lecture, he wrote on the door, "This way is not about the old, the young, the noble, the humble, the wise, and the volunteer scholars will pass on it!"

He had countless disciples in his life, and among the famous disciples, there were 487 people including farmers, woodcutters, potters, salt diving, etc. These nearly 500 disciples continued to go deep into the fields, the streets, and spread his teachings that speak human language, communicate human feelings, and enlightening people throughout the country.

So Li Zhi is not an exception. He is just a representative figure of the Taizhou School. His success is based on the silent education of countless fellow disciples of the Taizhou School. His behavior of accepting female disciples is just an extension of the Taizhou School's usual advocate.
Chapter completed!