Outside the library.
Zhu Bai was tightly surrounded by the Hanlin Academy.
Among them, there were new Hanlin like Wang Gen, and there were also some Hanlin who were in their thirties or forties.
Similarly, they had many questions and doubts about the study of the mind.
This was because what Wang Gen said was only a part of it.
It was not comprehensive.
"Your Highness, I have a question!"
"Your Highness, I have a question too!"
Zhu Bai, who was originally short, was instantly surrounded.
The surroundings instantly darkened, and the sky could barely be seen.
"Alright, one by one!"
Zhu Bai also hurriedly shouted.
Fortunately, everyone had regained their senses.
Only then did they calm down a little and stop making noise.
Then, Zhu Bai looked at the 'culprit' Wang Gen.
"One by one, you go first."
Wang Gen, who was pointed at, immediately revealed a happy expression.
"Make way, make way."
He squeezed over with great effort and immediately asked four or five questions in a row.
They were all explanations related to the study of the mind.
But Zhu Bai wasn't in a hurry to answer, and instead had everyone spread out a little.
He walked to the stone bench beside him and sat down to calm himself down.
Then, he said.
"Speak slowly."
Wang Gen also realized that he had lost his composure.
He cupped his hands and said slowly.
"Your Highness, it is better to be at ease than to be at ease.
How should I understand it?"
Hearing this, Zhu Bai immediately understood.
He had an idea.
"Men, serve tea!"
As soon as he finished speaking, someone immediately went to get it.
Zhu Bai's status in the Imperial Academy was rising in a straight line.
As the saying goes, the wise are the teachers.
Today, Hanlin, who was standing in the courtyard, treated Zhu Bai as half a teacher.
"He's here!"
Soon, someone brought the teapot over.
Zhu Bai passed the teacup to Wang Gen.
She let him hold on to it.
He poured the boiling hot water from the teapot into the teacup.
"Your Highness, it's full!"
Wang Gen held the teacup with both hands. The hot water was almost full.
The boiling hot air slowly rose.
But Zhu Bai seemed to not hear him and continued to pour hot water.
Until the hot water overflowed the teacup.
Wang Gen hurriedly placed the teacup on the stone table.
The fingers holding the teacup were already red from the heat.
Zhu Bai wanted to use this action to let the other party understand.
He had to learn to let go.
Just like this teacup filled with hot water, putting down one's heart and learning was the right path.
However, Wang Gen did not care about his scalded fingers.
He immediately said happily.
"Your Highness, I understand!"
Zhu Bai nodded in satisfaction.
"That's right. Only by letting go of it can we."
But before he could finish, he was interrupted by Wang Gen.
"Your Highness, you want to tell us through the overflowing teacup.
This thing was like a human heart, and a human's desire was like this boiling hot tea.
Once it exceeded its own limits, it would hurt itself!”
When Hanlin, who was beside him, heard this, he immediately understood.
"That's right!
How many people in this world were blinded by fame and fortune?
They constantly pursued high officials and marquises, but they never thought about themselves.
He had never thought about whether he was worthy or not!”
"That's true!
It was actually wrong to have nothing in one's heart.
Only by facing one's own heart could one strictly restrain one's actions!”
The books they had read before rarely mentioned the existence of the heart.
Cheng and Zhu's Confucianism emphasized the word "reason" and had always treated the heart as a useless thing.
Now that Zhu Bai had proposed the study of the heart, it seemed to have opened a brand new door for them.
He proposed a brand new path for the Hanlin Academy.
Even though this kind of thinking was contrary to the mainstream Confucianism of the Cheng and Zhu dynasties.
However, just this sentence alone could be used as the motto of a scholar.
Hearing the increasingly ridiculous explanations of the people around him, Zhu Bai hurriedly interrupted.
"Wrong, wrong.
What I mean is that you have to let go in time!
Putting down one's heart and learning was the right path!
You still have a bright future ahead of you. Don't learn these strange skills!”
Zhu Bai was helpless against Wang Gen's imagination.
The process was all wrong, but the result was all right.
He shouted helplessly again.
"I made it up. You can't believe it!
I'm only nine years old!"
Zhu Bai was a little afraid of the Hanlin Academy in front of him.
He was afraid that the knowledge of the heart would spread throughout the capital overnight.
He became the target of public criticism and was condemned by countless scholars.
However, Wang Gen and the others said seriously.
"Your Highness, you can't hide it.
You've already opened a door for us, so how can we close it immediately?
The ancients said that it was enough to ask questions in the morning and die at night.”
Hearing this, Zhu Bai only held his forehead.
He felt tired.
He was doing this for the good of Wang Gen and the others.
Insisting on the study of the heart was no different from going against the entire literary world of Ming Dynasty.
There might be some trouble in the future.
What Zhu Bai had thought of before was to find a few failed candidates to teach the study of the mind.
Then, he would let them pass it down from generation to generation, giving them time to buffer.
Everything was done in secret, and not many people would care.
After all, they were just a few Elementary Scholars who had failed to achieve their goals.
But now, the people standing in front of Zhu Bai were all Hanlin, representing the Imperial Court.
Their every move would soon spread throughout the world.
"Why don't you understand my good intentions?”
Zhu Bai felt very tired.
Since his plan had failed, he thought of another way.
He pointed at the flower bed not far away.
He said indifferently.
"Look over there."
There were flowers blooming there, but there were some weeds under the bright flowers.
Zhu Bai wanted to use this opportunity to tell them.
The study of the heart was like the weed beside the flower.
They would be eliminated very quickly.
I hope that everyone will be bright flowers and continue to study the philosophy of Cheng and Zhu.
But Wang Gen had a flash of inspiration.
"Your Highness, I understand.
You mean flowers and weeds!"
Zhu Bai nodded in satisfaction.
"That's right, the Cheng and Zhu school of thought are flowers.
The study of the heart was like weeds, without any value.
You don't want it."
However, Wang Gen interrupted him again.
"Your Highness, you used flowers and weeds to describe good and evil.
When you admire flowers, weeds are evil.
But when it came to weeds, they were good.
The so-called good and evil was just based on people's preferences!
This was the 'no good, no evil' of the School of Mind!”
The moment these words were said, the Hanlin scholars came to a realization once again.
"So this is neither good nor evil!
It's not that we can't distinguish between good and evil, but that we don't have to care about our personal preferences.
To define good and evil at will!"
"Your Highness is indeed talented!
Listening to your words is better than reading ten years of books!”
"Your Highness is right. We will remember your teachings in the future.
He would no longer use his own selfish desires to produce likes and dislikes!”
Hearing these words, Zhu Bai was completely stunned.
Every time, the process was wrong, but the result was right.
Seeing this, Zhu Bai did not dare to say a single word.
She hurriedly ran outside.
He felt that if he continued to speak, this group of Hanlin scholars would understand on their own again.
Before he left, Zhu Bai threw down a sentence.
"Up to you. Don't say that I was the one who proposed the study of the heart in the future!”
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