Eminent Orchid clenched his fist tightly when he thought of this.
She took a deep breath and barely managed to control the hatred in her heart. She took out two golden beads from her pocket and said in a calm tone,
"Imperial Physician Wang, I'll have to trouble you…to do your best to save Pin 'er!”
"As long as he can recover, I have other rewards!”
When Wang Qi saw the two golden pearls, his eyes immediately widened. He hurriedly knelt down and bowed.
"Please rest assured Consort Ding, this official will use all of his knowledge to save His Highness King Qi!”
Eminent Orchid nodded and handed the golden bead to him.
Amidst Wang Qi's endless gratitude, she glanced at Zhu Rong, who was curled up in the corner and trembling. She turned her head away and quickly walked out of the house.
The hatred in her eyes could no longer be suppressed!
"Zhu Lin!"
She gritted her teeth and roared hysterically,
"I want you dead, I want you dead!!”
……
It was night.
Ying Tian, Song Manor.
A room was brightly lit.
Song Lian and a group of old Confucians gathered in the candlelight and looked at the words on the paper.
"Heart is reason? No, no, justice was justice, how could it be in his heart? Nonsense! I don't agree!"
"I feel that this argument is refreshing! There was never only one explanation for the words of a Saint! Confucianism was only a school, not an absolute truth!”
"Agreed! His Highness the King of Wei's theory of conscience makes me tremble when I see it! It was as if he had grasped the right path! The last time I had this feeling was when I was reading The Analects of Confucius!”
"You can't rely on your feelings! You're not being rigorous at all!"
"If you can't rely on your feelings, then can you rely on your conscience? A conscience is a conscience!"
“……”
A bunch of people were engaged in a heated debate!
They even rolled up their sleeves and started fighting when they were anxious!
In the end, it was Song Lian who knocked on the table to temporarily stop the dispute.
"Mr. Song, who do you support?”
"Yes, Old Song will definitely have a brilliant theory!"
"Please speak!"
The group of old Confucians turned to Song Lian.
Song Lian smiled.
"His Highness the King of Wei only left a few words, but it caused such a huge argument. Doesn't this prove anything?”
He stroked his beard and said,
"If it was not worth mentioning, would I have gathered you here? Will you argue until your faces turn red?"
Everyone was stunned.
This was true…
When Song Lian said that this was what the King of Wei had said, they had initially looked down on him.
What did a little kid know?
With this contempt, he would naturally look at it with a critical gaze.
But as he looked at it…something was wrong!
The King of Wei's standard of speech was actually so high!
Even if it was just a few words and could not compare to a Saint, it was completely qualified to be compared to Zhu Xi and Cheng Yi!
This caused an intense debate!
"Your Highness the King of Wei is indeed a great talent!”
"That's right…I didn't think that there would be someone among the princes who was so intelligent! It was said that His Highness the King of Wei had been suffering from dementia for more than ten years?”
"Isn't this exactly what Mencius said? When the heavens are about to give a great responsibility to a person, they must first suffer their will, work their bones, starve their skin, empty their bodies, and disturb their actions. Therefore, they must be patient and help them in what they can't do!”
"Wu Tong comprehending the Dao? I'll find a parasol tree tomorrow…"
“……”
The Confucians broke free from the debate and were full of praise for Zhu Lin.
Regardless of whether they supported him or opposed him, they couldn't deny it.
The King of Wei, Zhu Lin, was a genius! He had the potential to write a book!
Whoosh.
Song Lian stood up.
"You asked me what I think of His Highness the King of Wei's theory.”
He said loudly,
"This old man, Song Lian, is willing to be a servant under the School of Mind!”
The Confucians were speechless.
This sentence made everyone's hearts contract!
The great scholar Song Lian was actually willing to be an attendant under the School of Mind! In other words…he had completely stood on the side of the School of Mind, waving the flag and cheering for the School of Mind!
This…was a major event that would change the world's knowledge structure!
"Mr. Song, you…"
The Confucian scholar, who still held the view of Confucianism, couldn't sit still any longer. He hurriedly stood up and said,
"Don't be so impulsive!"
"Although the Prince of Wei's theory of the mind is interesting, it's only a few words after all. It hasn't reached the point of being a school of its own!”
The other Confucian scholars who supported the Confucian school of thought also tried to persuade him.
Was Old Song crazy?
Song Lian smiled.
"This old man is impulsive? This old man made this wish because he was certain!”
He said firmly,
"Just based on His Highness the King of Wei's words of 'true knowledge comes from practice,' this old man is certain that he will be able to form his own sect in the future and become a Saint!”
"The current Prince of Wei may be just a seedling, but he is a true seedling, a true seedling that can grow into a towering tree! What I want to do is to protect and bear witness!”
Was he impulsive?
Not at all!
If Zhu Lin was an ordinary person, he might not have supported him so openly.
But Zhu Lin was a prince! He was the emperor's legitimate son, the empress's precious baby!
Old Zhu's family had produced such a small sage. How high would the Emperor push him to? He didn't even dare to think about it…
Just thinking about it made his heart surge!
He only knew that in the future, when Zhu Lin stood at the peak, as a disciple of the School of Mind, he would also follow by the side and enjoy the glory of the peak!
"Well said, Mr. Song! I'm also willing to be a servant under the School of Mind!"
"I'm also willing! Follow behind Song shi!"
"I'm willing to raise the flag for the study of the heart! I've always disliked that guy!”
“……”
In an instant, many people shouted and became Song Lian's staunch fans!
"The Song Dynasty had Confucianism, but it also perished. This shows that Confucianism isn't perfect.”
Song Lian pointed at the records on the table and instructed,
"Come on, copy His Highness the King of Wei's Theory of Good and Evil and send it to Liu Ji and Gao Qi!”
"What will they think when they see this? I can't wait…"
As he spoke, he rubbed his hands together and the corners of his mouth curled up.
" Alright, I'll head over to Liu shi's place now."
"Then I'll go to Mr. Gao Qi's place!"
"Let's go together! I can't sleep today. I have to think about it! Let's listen to the views of the masters and sects!"
"Let's go, let's go…"
That night, the streets of Yingtian Prefecture were still silent.
However, in some inner residences and taverns, a gust of wind had already stirred up! A gust of wind about the 'Heart Technique'!
At this moment, Zhu Lin was sleeping soundly at home. However, he did not know that the number of disciples who took him as their master was increasing rapidly!
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