"There are only a dozen or so grandmasters in the world. Five of them are on stage now. Yan Shannong is still writing books in Ji'an, Jiangxi. Pang Song never leaves Tianguan Academy..."

"Monk, I really can't think of which master this is."

Monk Lianchi sat next to Zhang Siduan and shook his head gently.

Hearing this, Zhang Siduan was surprised and said: "The great monk travels all over the world and you don't even know it?"

The great monk clasped his hands together and said, "It means the opportunity has not come yet. When that person comes, you and I will know who it is."

Zhang Siduan nodded, becoming more and more curious.

He was increasingly glad that he was not too lazy to come like his nephew.

Now this literary conference is becoming more and more exciting.

The three major sects of Wang Xue, Qian and Wang from the Wang family in Zhejiang, Xue Yingqi from the Nanzhong family, and Li Zhi from Wang Gen's family in Taizhou all gathered together.

That's all. It's not an exaggeration to say that Wang Xue's grand gathering is not uncommon.

But together with Yuan Hongyu, the Cheng-Zhu Zhengtong, and Wang Shizhen, the scholarly leader who came to the forefront by relying on his fame.

That can be called a meeting of the wind and clouds.

Now there is another grandmaster figure who has never appeared before.

The great Buddhist monk in the audience, Zhan Ruoshui, is the direct descendant of Hongyuan...

Wang, Zhu, Lu, Buddha, Za, and other Taoists all gathered together in one place. It really lived up to the phrase "Academic Seminar of the Ming Dynasty" at the door.

…

While everyone in the audience was whispering to each other, there was an extra chair on the stage.

However, it is slightly smaller than the original seat.

This is what Qian Dehong strongly advocates - he is not very convinced.

Qian Dehong looked at Wang Shizhen with a solemn expression: "This article has many aspects, but it is only a summary and does not express a theory or pioneering work. It should not be equated with me."

"If this person can speak out his insights by then, he can be replaced by a position equal to mine."

Discussing the Tao is more than just academic skills.

At the same time, it also pays attention to momentum and competition.

If a person is placed alongside himself in an article before he appears, then there will be no argument for what follows.

So if there is some superficial effort, you have to fight if you should.

Wang Shizhen looked at this small chair and felt that it seemed more suitable for a teenager's body shape. Otherwise, it would be a bit funny to sit on it empty.

Of course, it was also because there was no competition for seats in the passes ordered by the emperor, so he was too lazy to argue with Qian Dehong.

Wang Shizhen waved his hand and dusted off his green robe, and said earnestly: "Mr. Qian has become a prime minister. This is about discussing knowledge, not about arranging the seats of scholars and how to fight for seats."

Scholars who are well versed in observing public grievances are naturally not weak when it comes to satirizing people.

Qian Dehong was not good at writing, but he was very straightforward. He snorted coldly: "This is not what Leader Wang said when he ranked people based on their seniority within the alliance and frequently expelled them from the party."

Wang Shizhen smiled casually: "Association is association, and learning is learning. Don't confuse Qian Gong."

Qian Dehong was seriously ill and became increasingly unable to control his thoughts.

I just felt uncomfortable because of Wang Shizhen's shamelessness.

Wang Ji was silent for a long time, then suddenly interjected: "Leader Wang has not revealed yet who wrote the article just recited."

He cares more about who this grandmaster is than Wang Shizhen who wants to gain fame.

Is he an old friend who is knowledgeable and diligent?

Or is it some hidden pioneer?

You can't be like Li Zhi, who is a junior who came out of nowhere, right?

Especially the strange vernacular style of this article gave Wang Ji a bad feeling.

This strange feeling has driven Wang Ji to ask Wang Shizhen several times who wrote that article.

Hearing this, Xue Yingqi also raised his head from deep thought and looked at Wang Shizhen.

When Wang Shizhen saw that everyone was looking at him, she laughed lightly and said, "You will know when people come."

Xue Yingqi suddenly sighed: "With such knowledge, why bother to cover it up and let it fall into place?"

Li Zhi knocked on the handle of the chair with his finger. It made a clicking sound, attracting everyone's attention: "This is what Mr. Li wanted to say. Mr. Xue is so knowledgeable, why should he start a battle of xinxing before it even begins?" , to suppress the momentum of the rest?"

Xue Yingqi was ruthlessly exposed and couldn't help but feel dumb.

Li Zhi is right, he does intend to suppress others' momentum in order to prepare for a confrontation in advance.

This is also a helpless move.

After reading the article just now, the pressure and urgency in his heart arose spontaneously, making it difficult for him to ignore.

In particular, with this extremely advanced vision, what kind of doctrine do you hold?

At this time, Yuan Hongyu also interjected: "This man's skills are so advanced that Mr. Xue should not let his efforts go to waste."

Different from Wang Ji's "I" as the standard and unrestrained behavior, Zhu Xi's direct transmission of Neo-Confucianism is just like this.

Xue Yingqi smiled implicitly and did not answer.

Wang Shizhen was nearby and was about to open her mouth to smooth things over.

Just then.

There was a commotion outside the venue.

The Jinyi guards carried knives and swords, and the Jinwu guards held ceremonial guards and filed in.

Three whips sounded suddenly.

Snap!

Snap!

Snap!

A high-pitched voice sounded, with a precise singing voice.

"The emperor is here! The officials and gentry welcome him! The common people prostrate themselves!"

Everyone present looked shocked.

The emperor is here?

Guards in royal robes poured in, clean whips were used to clear the way, and servants called the names. The emperor was really here!

This is a cultural gathering, what is the emperor doing here?

This is a question that most people have.

Everyone in the museum looked at each other in shock.

Occasionally, my eyes are solemn and my thoughts are full of thoughts.

There are only a few people who have not changed their expressions and have already expected it.

Of course, all the emotions were in their hearts, and their bodies moved very quickly, and they walked out of the venue one after another and greeted each other outside the door.

…

It's true that the officials and gentry greet you respectfully, but the common people's prostrate greeting is just a routine call.

But among the dozens of people invited today, there are really no ordinary people.

Qian Dehong and Wang Ji both held official positions among the six ministers; Xue Yingqi served as deputy envoy of the Chasi Department; Yuan Hongyu was the Minister of Taichang Temple during the Longqing period, a high-ranking official wearing a scarlet robe.

Which of the other Hanlin editors, economics bureau washmen, and Jinke Jinshi have no official status?

Even the great monk Lianchi is a Buddha who has been conferred the rank of enlightenment by Seng Lu Si.

This is the portrait of users who participate in philosophical discussions. If they are not both independent and knowledgeable, how can they do such unfounded knowledge?

Therefore, when Zhu Yijun came outside the venue and saw these people, he felt that he was not participating in a folk cultural meeting, but inspecting the yamen of some department.

He frowned and looked at Zhou Ziyi: "Zhou Qing, isn't the Economic Affairs Bureau on duty today?"

Many scholars came to the door, and naturally they wanted to clear the place for the Jin Yiwei to provide security.

While Zhu Yijun was waiting to enter the palace, he could not avoid showing off his imperial power.

Zhou Ziyi hurriedly explained: "Your Majesty, the concubine of the Shimiao passed away and was absent from the court for three days. Today, the Economic Affairs Bureau is not on duty."

Zhu Yijun said oh before he remembered that he had been absent from court for the past two days.

He thought about it and couldn't help but tell him: "Discussing Taoism is a good thing, and you can't let your duty fall behind."

Zhou Ziyi made no mistake but was given a lesson. He felt a little aggrieved for no reason, and he resigned himself to it.

Zhu Yijun ignored him and looked at the monk Lianchi: "The great monk Lianchi came all the way from Hangzhou. Why don't you come to the palace later to give lectures to my mother?"

A widowed woman like Queen Mother Li worships Buddhism, which is a belief that nothing can change.
To be continued...