Chapter 014: Point at my nose and scold me
Before Li Shanchang could calm down, Chen Biao was surrounded by two great scholars.
After the two great writers introduced themselves, Chen Biao was dumbfounded.
Song Lian? A big shot who can be included in Chinese textbooks?!
Although I don’t know which minister in the early Ming Dynasty was named Song Lian, I have memorized a text written by an ancient person named Song Lian.
Ye Zheng? Descendant of Mr. Shui Xin?!
I know Mr. Shui Xin very well!
The "Chen Biao" who integrated the present life memory into his family was a businessman.
Modern Chinese merchants differ from those in that they too have a long history of ideological guidance and historical roots. On their bookshelves, Chinese merchants are bound to hold many philosophical ideologies inherited from ancient times.
"Confucian businessman" is the biggest feature.
When ordinary people in later generations mention Wenzhou, the first thing that comes to mind is probably the ghost story of "Wenzhou Leather Shoe City Boss". But for businessmen in China, they must think of "Zhejiang businessmen".
Zhejiang businessmen are typical Confucian businessmen, and their origin is the Zhejiang School.
When China was facing a century of disaster, some people gave up their pens to join the army, while others gave up their pens to join business.
In the chaos of war, the people also need food, clothing, shelter and transportation. The military's logistics require unemployment insurance, and purchasing military equipment and weapons from abroad requires money.
There were big capitalists who took advantage of this opportunity to collude with both domestic and foreign forces to exploit the people's wealth and work together with the corrupt party and the Japanese invaders, and there were also true patriotic national entrepreneurs who adhered to the original intention of the Zhejiang East School of "applying economics to the world".
As the son of an entrepreneur, Chen Biao's family background was not good, but he was a must-read for books about the Zhejiang School. This led to the fact that the child prodigy Chen Biao did not know the name of Zhu Yuanzhang's deceased prince, but was familiar with the teachings of the Zhejiang School.
Chen Biao really wanted to continue playing dumb.
But opposite him is the descendant of Mr. Shui Xin of the Zhejiang School.
Chen Biao knew that he should find an excuse to leave now, and then ask Uncle Li how he should deal with these two overly enthusiastic writers.
But the other party had first-hand information about the Zhejiang School, not the "Zhedong School Helps You Become the Richest Man" that he read thousands of years later, which had been passed down through many hands and even the author himself didn't know what it was.
It's like seeing people who distort Confucian works every day, and meeting Confucius and his 3,000 disciples in person, it's hard to resist laughing - "Hey, Sage Confucius, do you know what terrible things the future Duke Yansheng of the Kong family did?"
After all, eating melons is the nature that the Chinese ancestors have engraved into the souls and blood of their descendants .
Chen Biao hesitated for a while because of his nature of just wanting to watch the show, but Ye Zheng and Song Lian had already surrounded him.
Chen Biao looked up, feeling that these two great writers were like human traffickers preparing to snatch a child.
This is not an illusion, Ye Zheng and Song Lian really want to "snatch the child."
In ancient times, great writers who achieved fame, even those whose names were recorded in later Chinese textbooks, were all child prodigies. A photographic memory at three, poetry at four, and essays at five were all standard features.
And these (expletive) are all based on the lunar age.
If Chen Biao had not revealed his talent in business and had not said some shocking words derived from later generations' thoughts, his current level of talent would be far greater than that of Song Lian and others.
At least he can't compose poetry or articles now.
But what Chen Biao said to Chang Yuchun on the street revealed his precocious nature, which was different from other child prodigies.
Scholars all hope to have outstanding disciples. If their disciples go down in history, the halo of their teachers will naturally shine even brighter.
Chen Biao, at such a young age, possessed a heart that cared for the people and helped the world. Even if such a child was a little foolish, he would be valued by a great sage. Moreover, judging by Li Shanchang and his companions' intention to have Chen Biao serve as an instructor for others, it was clear that Chen Biao possessed not only a virtuous character but also considerable talent.
How could such a student not attract competition?
Of course, great scholars like Ye Zheng and Song Lian were very proud and would not directly compete for students. They just wanted to chat with Chen Biao first, test his knowledge, and then show off their own abilities.
Jiang Taigong fishes, and those who are willing to take the bait will be caught.
They pretended to be optimistic about Chen Biao and revealed their identities and abilities. Considering the situation that the second generation of generals under Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't even find a teacher to teach them, wouldn't the head of the Chen family kneel down and hand Chen Biao over to him?
The only problem is…
Ye Zheng and Song Lian looked at each other.
Song Lian felt that he had a great advantage, and Ye Zheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Chen Biao finally couldn't bear his curiosity anymore: "Mr. Ye, are you really the descendant of Mr. Shui Xin?"
Song Lian's heart skipped a beat, and Ye Zheng's eyes lit up.
Ye Chen glanced at Wang Xi with pride. Look, my Ye family is still the strongest.
Wang Xi rolled his eyes at Ye Chen. Ha, traitor.
When Li Shanchang saw this scene, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
If Chen Biao were his son, Li Shanchang, he would have immediately bowed down to Chen Biao. It didn't matter which of these great men of letters was their teacher.
But this is Marshal Zhu’s divine boy son!
It’s okay to call him a fairy boy, but we also have to hide his identity!
Now that Marshal Zhu is not in Yingtian, what should I do?
That's right! Go find the Marshal's wife!
Li Shanchang quickly winked at Li Baoer.
Li Baoer was stunned.
Li Shanchang coughed lightly.
Li Baoer continued to be in a daze.
Li Shanchang: "..."
Isn't this kid usually quite clever? What's wrong with him now?
Li Baoer was stunned when she heard Chen Biao and Ye Zheng chatting.
He has always been very interested in economics and infrastructure, but he is still studying the Four Books and Five Classics. He has not had time to learn this knowledge systematically and can only learn it by reading books on his own.
The Yongjia School to which Ye Zheng belongs is very good at this.
Ye Zheng and Chen Biao talked to each other and answered many of Li Baoer's doubts when he was studying on his own. He was so fascinated by what he heard that he wanted to take out his little notebook to take notes immediately.
Chen Biao was a little secretive and basically just asked questions without answering them.
Ye Zheng, in order to first accept a disciple before Song Lian and secondly to show off his knowledge to Li Shanchang before Song Lian did, practically gave him all he knew. Furthermore, Ye Zheng had been teaching ignorant children in rural villages, and his lectures were profound and easy to understand, so even those with no prior knowledge could listen with great interest.
Song Lian sighed in his heart, and intuitively felt that his apprentice was about to lose. He silently sat back in the chair, and asked Ye Zheng and Chen Biao to sit down with him, and sighed silently in his heart.
Wang Xi glared at his senior brother with disappointment and immediately joined the discussion.
Scholars are often arrogant, and those with fame and talent are even more arrogant. Wang Xi no longer cares about taking in a disciple. He just wants to save face in front of the Ye brothers and snatch at least half a disciple back.
Song Lian rubbed his nose and had no choice but to follow his junior brother's wishes and show his talent. Otherwise, given his junior brother's temper, he might be angry with him for the rest of his life because of this matter.
Li Shanchang first glared at Li Baoer, who didn't notice his expression at all, and made an excuse to leave temporarily. After going to the hall, he told someone to tell Madam Ma what happened today, and then he personally returned to the hall with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
Zhu Wenzhong, what are you standing there for? Come and record what they say with me!
Li Baoer nodded vigorously and said, "Oh oh oh oh, record it."
The eight scholars present smiled faintly. Rather than the flattery, the fact that Li Shanchang and the young man were grinding ink and taking notes without saying a word made them feel more respected.
Ye Zheng's three disciples asked, "Could you lend us some writing brushes?"
Li Baoer nodded vigorously, then shook her head vigorously: "It's not borrow, use, use, use as you please...ah, am I being impolite to say this? What should scholars say?"
Ye Zheng's three disciples couldn't help but laugh: "Little brother, don't be too nervous. Some of us are engaged in farming, some are engaged in commerce, and some are engaged in judging and mediating disputes. None of us can be considered serious scholars."
Li Baoer's stuttering finally got better.
He scratched his head embarrassedly and distributed the pens and ink to three young writers to take notes together.
On the other side, Mrs. Ma learned about this.
She put down the rattle she was using to tease her third son, thought for a moment, and then smiled, "I understand. Tell Mr. Li not to worry. Biao'er is very proud and he won't easily become your disciple."
As long as Biaoer doesn't become his disciple on the spot, the rest of the matter will be easy to resolve.
After the messenger left, Mrs. Ma sighed , her expression showing both pride and worry.
What made her proud was, of course, that Chen Biao's excellence was recognized by great writers, but what she was worried about was the prophecy that he would "return to his position only when he reached the age of twenty."
There are still more than ten years left, and Biaoer is so smart, can they really hide it?
Mrs. Ma shook her head, suppressed her worries, got up and went to the study to write a letter to Zhu Yuanzhang.
Mrs. Ma knew Chen Biao very well.
When the messenger quietly told Li Shanchang what Mrs. Ma said, Ye Zheng and others were taking a break, drinking tea to moisten their throats, and asked Chen Biao if he had any master.
Although Chen Biao mostly asked questions, his knowledge was very limited, but the questions he raised were sharp and pointed, which gave us a glimpse of his ability.
While several great writers present admired Chen Biao even more, they were also a little worried about whether this child had already been taught by a great sage.
It is normal for them to ask about the inheritance of their teachers when they meet younger generations. They are not anxious or pushy at all.
Yes, that's it.
Chen Biao hesitated for a moment, gnashed his teeth, jumped off the chair, and said, "I don't have a master, and I don't want one in the future."
Song Lian and others were extremely surprised, and Li Shanchang was so shocked that he dropped his pen.
Song Lian frowned: "Why?"
Chen Biao considered his words and decided to act a little arrogantly.
After observation, Chen Biao has realized that Mr. Shui Xin's descendants and the big names in Chinese language books have shown signs of accepting him as their apprentice.
It’s actually nothing to expose his reputation as a child prodigy rather than a divine child.
There are few geniuses around ordinary people, but looking across the country and throughout Chinese history, there are countless genius prodigies.
Look at the geniuses in history books. They could recite poems at the age of three, write essays at the age of four, debate scriptures at the age of five, ascend the throne and become great rulers at the age of six or seven, hold high positions at the age of eight or nine, and become generals or prime ministers at the age of eleven or twelve.
Even the so-called "camera memory" golden finger in later novels is almost standard equipment for the top three scholars in every dynasty.
Without the ability to remember everything he saw, how could you win the championship?
Chen Biao's father, Chen Guorui, said that as long as Chen Biao kept his mouth shut, no matter how clever he appeared, Marshal Zhu wouldn't be afraid of him. At most, he would train Chen Biao to be the Marshal's eldest son's right-hand man. (Chen Biao: And when the crown prince dies, my whole family will be buried with him, right?)
Although Chen Biao often complained and blamed Chen Guorui for being naive, honest, and naive, his father should still be more familiar with the rules of this feudal society than he is. Chen Biao believed in Chen Guorui.
However, Chen Biao suffered from indirect persecution mania, thinking that Zhu Yuanzhang might not be able to tolerate these great writers accepting him as their disciple.
Zhu Yuanzhang had no famous scholars under his command. When a few great scholars finally arrived, Zhu Yuanzhang would definitely assign them to be teachers for his eldest son, who was hidden away in the Zhu family.
This was also part of building momentum for the future crown prince. The future crown prince's identity could remain secret, but his reputation had to be built up first, otherwise it would be difficult to convince the public.
As a result, when these great scholars arrived, they rushed to accept the sons of Zhu Yuanzhang's subordinates as their apprentices. What kind of thing was this? Even if they later accepted Prince Zhu as their apprentice, would Chen Biao be worthy of being Prince Zhu's senior brother?
He has a (mute) on it.
Future ministers would more or less resort to self-deprecation to save their own skin. Chen Biao, knowing that his reputation as a genius would be difficult to conceal from his father's outspokenness, decided to engage in some self-deprecation that would be serious in the eyes of others but insignificant to Zhu Yuanzhang.
For example, arrogance, disrespect for predecessors, and isolation from orthodox literati.
Chen Biao bowed, his expression was very humble, but his tone was very arrogant.
"I've watched the Hundred Schools of Thought in the pre-Qin period. Confucianism and Mohism cursed each other every day, Mohism and Taoism would fight whenever they met, and Taoism and Legalism were disgusted with each other... Even within Confucianism, those with different paths would call each other "low-class Confucians."
"But they argued and fought back and forth, but never thought of destroying the other party's Taoism. Instead, they tried to persuade the other party, even if it was with fists."
Chen Biao sneered and continued arrogantly.
"The Master said, 'When three people walk together, one of them must be my teacher.'" Confucius discussed the Dao with great sages from different traditions, absorbing their essence. Although I am humble, I have observed the various schools of thought: the Mohists valued the virtuous, the Taoists nurtured the people, the Legalists used laws and regulations to restrain the people, and there were also the agriculturalists, the military strategists, the diplomats... Each school has its merits, but each also has its flaws."
"If it were the pre-Qin period, I could study various schools of thought, learning from their strengths and overcoming my weaknesses. But now, the era of the Hundred Schools of Thought in the pre-Qin period is long gone. Schools of thought have become cliques, just like aristocratic families. Becoming a disciple is like becoming a leader, and one must only respect the master's teachings. If one also believes that the teachings of the opposing faction are correct, then one is a traitor to the master and is punishable by death."
"I just want to learn, not to worship a master. I don't want to give up my own thinking just because someone is my teacher. So I'd rather learn on my own. Even if I work in isolation, I probably won't achieve much in the future, but I have no regrets at having a free and easy life."
Everyone had mixed expressions. Li Shanchang had already covered his chest, his body swaying.
As expected of our immortal young master, he is so arrogant!
Li Shanchang swallowed a mouthful of blood, forced himself to put on an extremely ugly smile, and prepared to stop the furious scholar and let Biaoer run away quickly.
As expected of Master Biao, he was a carbon copy of Marshal Zhu. He was already prepared to lose this group of scholars again.
Chen Biao raised his head, his eyes sparkling.
Come on, scold me, come on, I’m ready to be scolded!
Song Lian was shocked for a moment, then he sighed slowly and slammed his hand on the table.
"good!"
Chen Biao's pretended arrogant expression froze.
ha?!!!
