After returning to the Yang Residence, Yang Sichen collected his emotions and started writing the so-called introductory textbook. Ever since Yang Sichen decided to leave the Ming Dynasty and establish his country in Australia, he realized a very serious problem-- In this era, there were many so-called scholars who could recite poems, but there were too few who truly understood science and had a broad vision. It was good to use these people to defend the country, but it was really too difficult to use them as the main body to establish a country overseas. At least in this era, Gu Yanwu's thoughts had yet to spread. Loyalty to the country was still the mainstream. The Yang family started off as a pirate, so they didn't care about serving the country. However, with just a few hundred people from the Yang family, the possibility of establishing a country overseas in a short period of time was very slim.
On the one hand, they could form an alliance with other merchants and pirates to develop and benefit together. On the other hand, he also had to cultivate his own trusted aides. At the very least, they had to have the ability to balance the other people in this interest alliance.
He couldn't rely too much on the existing private schools and government schools to cultivate his own strength. After all, these educational institutions taught him that all things were inferior except for studying. They taught him to be loyal to the monarch and serve the country. This was exactly the opposite of the modern national system that Yang Sichen hoped to establish!
Yang Sichen felt that the Confucian doctrine needed to be revised. In the new Confucian doctrine, the emphasis was on the people. The object of loyalty had changed from the king to the nation and the country. The four classes of scholars, farmers, businessmen, and businessmen had to be equal.
The new Confucian doctrine also had to change the old Confucian interpretation of the original book. For example, the interpretation of the monarch, minister, father, son and son. The old Confucians believed that this sentence meant that the king would always be the king, the courtiers must always submit, the father would always be the father, and the son must obey regardless of right or wrong. The new Confucianists could explain that a ruler must first act like a ruler, and only then would a subject be able to fulfill his duties. A father must set an example for a son to be a good son. This was exactly the same as Zhu Xi's saying," The monarch regards his subjects as his brothers, and the subjects regard the monarch as their confidants; The monarch regards the minister as a dog or a horse, and the minister regards the monarch as a countryman. The monarch regards the courtiers as dirt, and the courtiers regard the monarch as enemies.”They corresponded to each other. In fact, the abolition of the absolute power of the monarch over the subjects naturally abolished the absolute power of the government over the common people. The relationship between people was re-regulated by the law of equal rights and obligations.
However, Yang Sichen could only think about these things in his heart. If he said it out loud, he would lose his head. Yang Sichen cherished his life very much. After all, he had lived for two lifetimes and was still a virgin.
For this purpose, Yang Sichen could only take it one step at a time. He first wrote a scientific enlightenment course under the banner of understanding things, then established a school overseas to promote his theory and cultivate his own talents.
Fortunately, this era did not have the Manchu policy of obscuring the people. The social atmosphere was still relatively open, and there was naturally no appalling literary prison. As long as it did not affect the imperial power or incite a rebellion, anything was fine.
Yang Sichen racked his brains to recall the contents of the science textbooks in his elementary school and wrote them in relatively common words…After a busy afternoon, he only wrote about ten pages.
Rubbing his sore wrist, Yang Sichen looked at what he had written and thought with a bitter smile," It seemed that compiling a book was not something an ordinary person could do. This teaching material would probably take two to three days…
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On the eighth and ninth day of the lunar new year, they would go to the temple to offer incense and visit the temple fair. This was Song Jiang's tradition.
The Yang family was no exception. On the morning of the eighth day, Old Master Yang took the whole family to the Fahua Temple outside Song Jiang City to offer incense.
Old Master Yang rode the horse while Yang Sichen, his mother, and sister sat in the carriage. After leaving the Yang Residence, Yang Sichen realized that the streets outside were filled with traffic. His own carriage couldn't run at all, so he could only slowly squeeze forward with the crowd. Yang Sichen shook his head and thought," Fine, if he encountered a traffic jam in this era, he wondered if he would be stuck in traffic for an entire day like in the future…
However, Yang Sichen quickly remembered," The cities of this era were not as big as the cities of the later era. Even if there was a huge traffic jam, the convoy would not be stuck for a few miles, right? Sure enough, after a quarter of an hour, the Yang Family's carriage left the city gate.
After leaving the city, Yang Sichen could feel that the carriage was obviously speeding up. He lifted the curtain of the window and saw his father riding on the horse. His left hand was holding the reins loosely, and his right hand was holding the whip. His body was leaning forward slightly, and his feet were stepping on the stirrups. He looked quite dashing. From the back, he looked like a young master in his twenties. He turned around to look at his mother, only to find that her mother was staring at his father's back from the corner of her eyes in a daze. When she met Yang Sichen's probing gaze, she quickly turned her head to the side and started chatting with her two younger sisters. Yang Sichen's lips curled up, and he lowered the curtain. He sat down obediently and thought," I must learn how to ride a horse when I get back! Only a playboy had the capital to pick up girls!!
After sitting for a while, he felt bored, so he concentrated on circulating his true qi. Yang Sichen's Internal Strength was not bad. In just two months, he was able to circulate his True Qi through the meridians of his entire body. After a few months, he would be able to circulate his True Qi and combine his Internal Strength with his current martial arts. According to Zijuan, if it reached this level, it would be considered a small success. If an ordinary person wanted to reach this level, it would probably take three years.
After an hour, Yang Sichen felt the carriage begin to slow down. He withdrew his True Qi into his dantian and opened his eyes. He lifted the curtain with his hand and looked outside curiously.
Yang Sichen saw the Mahavira Hall of Fahua Monastery on the mountain. The location of Fahua Temple was very good. There was a small mountain that was about 30 feet tall in a radius of more than ten miles. There were also two streams on the mountain that flowed continuously all year round. It could be said that there were mountains and water. It was a rare treasure land with good feng shui.
At this time, Fahua Temple was very lively. There was a heavy traffic at the entrance. People were coming to offer incense, worship Buddha, set up stalls, carry loads, play tricks, and pick bags among the crowd. People of all walks of life gathered. The two sides of the road at the entrance of the temple were even more lively. Some residents of a certain place or clan gathered together and invited opera troupes, dance troupes, and juggling troupes to set up a stage to sing opera. They carried the gods and paraded through the streets. Fire forks opened the way, and bricks covered the roof. The audience beside them cheered as if they were risking their lives.
When the carriage stopped, Yang Sichen jumped down first and helped his mother and two younger sisters down. At this moment, Yang Xingrun also tied up his horse and walked over.
Zheng Shi was already four months pregnant, and her belly was already showing a little. Yang Xingrun and his father were also embarrassed to trouble Zheng Shi to take care of the two lively little girls. The father and son looked at each other and nodded at each other. Yang Xingrun went forward to support Madam Zheng while Yang Sichen held his sister's hand. The family entered the main entrance of Fahua Temple and walked along the stone steps towards the main hall of Fahua Temple.
After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, they arrived in front of the main hall. The first entrance of Fahua Monastery was the Hall of Heavenly Kings. The first thing Yang Sichen saw upon entering the Hall of Heavenly Kings was the Maitreya Bodhisattva worshiped in the center. On the left and right of the Hall of Heavenly Kings were the bell and drum towers. After passing through the Heaven King Hall, it was the Great Buddha Hall in the middle, where the Buddha of the Three Worlds was worshipped. He continued to walk forward from the Great Buddha Hall and arrived at the Yuantong Hall. Yuantong Hall is also known as Guanyin Hall. There are 11 bronze statues of Guanyin in the hall. The last entrance of the temple was the Hall of Healing, where the Namo Medicine Buddha was worshipped.
There were not many people in the hall, but the incense offerings were very good. The whole family was not Buddhist believers, nor did they worship Buddha. Old Master Yang only gave ten taels of silver as tribute money and then helped Madam Zheng to the backyard of the monastery with the little monk leading the way. Yang Sichen held his two sisters 'hands and followed behind, but his eyes looked around from time to time.
In fact, the degree of religious belief of the Han people in ancient China was very low." The child does not speak, strange forces confuse the gods " and " respect ghosts and gods and stay away from them." There was a joke that said that when Westerners made a wish to God, they had to thank God if it came true. If it didn't come true, it was God's test for them and they needed to be more devout. The Chinese people prayed to the gods and Buddhas, but it was business. They first made a wish, and only after the wish was fulfilled did they offer the tribute. If it didn't come true, they wouldn't even give a single tribute. They would even jump up and down and scold," This deity isn't effective at all. Let's go, everyone can go to another temple to pray. That deity is even more effective." The Han Chinese rated the gods based on their spirituality and treated religion with complete practicality. Therefore, later generations of Western Sinologists said that the Han Chinese had no religious beliefs at all.
A divination master beside him saw Yang Sichen approaching and his eyes lit up. He waved at Yang Sichen and said,""Little benefactor, seeing that you're looking around, there must be a knot in your heart. Why don't you ask for a divination? Whether you believe it or not, you can be at ease."
Yang Sichen was just about to lead his two younger sisters to follow his parents when he heard the divination master's shout. He stopped in his tracks and turned around to meet the divination master's gaze. This divination master had a white beard and white eyebrows. He had a kind face and was probably in his sixties. He wore a gray robe and sat cross-legged on a couch. In front of him was a long table with only two divination tubes and a tea set.
Yang Sichen squatted down and pulled his two sisters in front of him. He smiled and said,""Little Sister Wen, Little Sister Jing, Big Brother wants to talk to this master. Can you go play with Father and Mother for a while? Brother will come over in a while." The two little girls nodded and ran away. Yang Sichen watched as the two little girls ran to Madam Zheng's side and held her hand before walking over to the divination master. When the divination master saw this, his eyes revealed a hint of admiration.
Yang Sichen didn't believe it, and he couldn't refute it either. He closed his eyes and shook the cigarette with a nonchalant heart. Suddenly, a cigarette fell out. Yang Sichen thought that he couldn't count this, so he only wrote down the number, shook it again, and took out two more. Looking closely, it was still the same one.
After the divination master finished reading the divination, he said,"" Winning the lottery, Shen Gong: Biting gold to explore the crypt, people walk half the mountain, the sun holds the mountain, the steep mountains and cliffs are not safe; Looking up to heaven for protection, this body is still in the morgue.”Yang Sichen had a vague understanding of this fortune. It sounded as if Cheng Yaojin had accidentally obtained the imperial robe and had been the Demon King for three years. Grandmaster smiled and explained on behalf of Yang Sichen: "This hexagram shows that gold is found in the sand, and that people are in danger. Everything is a sign of nobility. Little benefactor has already passed a calamity, so you just need to relax.”
When Yang Sichen heard this, he couldn't help but look up at the divination master and said,""Thank you for your kind words, Grandmaster. In the future, if you achieve what you say, I will definitely not forget your advice.”With that, he took out a silver ingot that weighed five taels and handed it to the divination master. The divination master didn't stand on ceremony and took the silver ingot and stuffed it into his sleeve pocket.
Yang Sichen didn't mind. He cupped his hands at the divination master and chased after his family to the backyard of Fahua Temple.
When he entered the backyard of Fahua Temple, he found that the backyard was actually a different world. Green mountains and green trees were hidden, the stream in front of the door was murmuring, the horses on the slope were mooing, the cows were mooing, and the dogs were barking. The vegetable garden outside the house was connected by crisscrossing paths. The garden was covered with flowers and plants, the swing was exquisite, and the Cuju field was played. Upstairs, he watched the lake scenery, admired the gingko in the pavilion, listened to the bell of the mountain temple, and smelled the fragrance of orchids and flowers in the room.
What a beautiful painting of countryside and mountains! Yang Sichen couldn't help but praise. Old Master Yang and Madam Zheng followed the crowd into the corridor and sat down to rest. The two little girls climbed out of the corridor, ran into the vegetable garden, and ran towards the swing. Seeing this, Yang Sichen shook his head with a bitter smile. He quickly turned over the corridor and chased after the two little girls. When the two little girls saw their brother chasing after them, they ran along the ridge and separated. Yang Sichen grabbed one, but he missed the other. When he grabbed the other, the other ran away…Seeing this, Yang Sichen let go and ran after the two little girls. In any case, it was fine as long as nothing happened. When the other children saw this, they climbed out of the corridor to play with the two little girls. Seeing this, many servants and maids quickly jumped out of the corridor and followed behind the young masters and young ladies, afraid that something would happen.
Old Master Yang and Madam Zheng looked at the children running wildly in the vegetable field and didn't know whether to laugh or cry-these two girls had been spoiled too wild by themselves.
After a quarter of an hour, Old Master Yang couldn't stand it anymore. He jumped out of the corridor and ran towards Siwen. Yang Sichen also ran towards Sijing. The two little girls, who had been running crazily for a while, saw that they could not hide anymore. In addition, they were tired of running, so they simply stopped running. They sat on the ground and started splashing on the spot, immediately scaring the two of them. When the two of them finally carried the two little devils back to the corridor, the surrounding people had already burst into laughter. The family did not dare to stay in the corridor any longer. They hurriedly left the corridor and entered the small courtyard that they had decided on beforehand.
Old Master Yang smiled and explained,"According to the rules of Fahua Temple, this vegetarian dish must be finished. Otherwise, it would be disrespectful to the Buddha." Therefore, this portion is made according to the head. Our family can just finish it.”After saying that, she picked up her chopsticks and placed a piece of tofu in Madam Zheng's bowl. Then, she picked up the bowl and began to eat.
Seeing this, Yang Sichen glanced at the two little girls. Seeing that they were eating, he picked up his bowl and started eating. The two little devils were obviously very hungry. They only cared about eating rice throughout the meal. They did not speak or be mischievous.
After dinner, Madam Zheng brought the two little devils into the house to rest. Old Master Yang sat down at the stone table outside the house to rest. Yang Sichen was strolling around the backyard.
In the afternoon, Old Master Yang accompanied Madam Zheng in the house to talk while the two little devils continued to run around the temple. This was hard on Yang Sichen. He had to watch over the two of them and not let anything happen to them. He also had to prevent the two little devils from playing pranks from time to time.
Just as he was about to leave, a young monk called out to Yang Sichen and handed him a thick envelope, saying that it was from the divination master. Yang Sichen had been tired for the entire afternoon, so he didn't think too much about it. He thanked the little monk, tucked the envelope into his pocket, and followed his parents down the mountain listlessly.
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