“Everyone can become a Yao or Shun... This is the lineage of the Dao, Wenren. That young master Ning has a grand vision... but it's also somewhat dangerous...”

Inside the room, Ji Kun paused slightly before speaking these words, which allowed Wenren Bu'er to roughly understand everyone's attitude towards Ning Yi. Search: \(¨Complete¨Book¨God¨Station¨) to read excellent literature for free.

Back in the Tyrant Saber Camp, there were naturally various considerations behind what Ning Yi and Liu Dabiao had done. Wenren Bu'er had gathered and sent all the information to Bianliang after the city was captured because he knew after investigation that Liu Xigua, although appearing reckless, was actually a very clever person. It wouldn't be easy to deceive her, even for Ning Yi.

Wenren Bu'er didn't pay much attention to the deeper meaning of what Ning Yi had done. He originally believed that his teacher or someone close to his teacher would see the clues in the entire situation. However, he hadn't expected that what truly caught his teacher's attention wasn't the poems Ning Yi had written to Liu Dabiao or the records of his various actions and words in the Tyrant Saber Camp, but rather these writings on the table, which, although led by him, were mostly not from his hand.

Back in the Tyrant Saber Camp, Ning Yi had gathered a large number of scholars who were living in fear after the fall of the city and gave them the task of writing articles in exchange for food. This measure later preserved a large number of scholars, and even their families were able to survive as a result. However, even in Wenren Bu'er's eyes, the articles these people returned were of very little quality. In his opinion, Ning Yi, as a great literary figure, naturally knew this very well. He collected the articles batch by batch, and even when he sometimes scolded people and didn't give them food, it was really because these guys had gone too far.

At that time, most of the Hangzhou scholars felt that Ning Yi was helping the wicked do evil and had become a lackey of the Tyrant Saber Camp. But in Wenren Bu'er's view, Ning Yi could be said to be enduring humiliation and bearing a heavy burden. He protected so many people even when preserving himself wasn't easy, and he truly had the demeanor of a sage. On the other hand, these guys themselves were talented in writing, but they wrote articles in a perfunctory manner. Liu Xigua wasn't an idiot. If she blamed them, the pressure would naturally be on Ning Yi.

If possible, Wenren Bu'er would have preferred to have these people recognize Ning Yi's life-saving grace after the city was captured, but later all of this had to be hidden in the darkness, not to be said openly. As for the articles written by these scholars, they weren't much of a secret. When they wrote them, Ning Yi sent them to the Tyrant Saber Camp's school for the students to read, recite, and even point out what was wrong. Many copies were made. Although the conclusions of these articles deviated slightly from the current mainstream ideology, their intention was still based on Confucianism and Mencius, and they weren't considered reactionary writings. Wenren Bu'er collected and sent them over just as a matter of course. But here, they had caused Qin Siwon to pay attention.

"The people are the most important, the state comes next, and the ruler is the least... Everyone can become a Yao or Shun, or perhaps use nine, 'Seeing a group of dragons without a head is auspicious'... These things might just be venting grievances on the rebel side. But thinking carefully, they are extraordinary." Yao Zunian opened his mouth and said, "The ancient sages ruled the world with virtue, but what is virtuous governance? The sages educated the people, and the people followed their teachings, so people didn't pick up lost articles on the road, and doors weren't closed at night. Now the laws are cumbersome, but the world is getting worse. The reason why what Lü Jifang and others did failed was simply because the villagers weren't educated. But how to educate them, and how to educate them to be useful, is actually the real difficulty..."

"Master Yao means..." Wenren Bu'er thought for a moment, looking at the articles on the table, "These are useful?"

"Master Qin and I think that within a small range, they may really be useful." Yao Zunian nodded. "As for whether they can be applied to the whole world, how can we see what even the saints couldn't do... Of course, these articles are really too childish... But the direction may not be wrong. In the Tyrant Saber Camp, he did many things. Those seemingly childish selections of the worthy and able allowed the higher-ups to cheat, and even deliberately tried to arouse public anger. The important thing wasn't to really select the worthy and able, but to let people understand that in a circle, if you want something, you must first reach out and take it, otherwise you will definitely not have anything. This kind of awareness is the most rare..."

He paused for a moment: "And if it's just these small things, it can only prove that this young master Ning is skilled at manipulating people's hearts. He had already demonstrated this ability to the fullest before. But only these articles in front of us prove that what he wants to touch is not just people's hearts. Wenren, a person who can consider things to this point is worthy of sitting down and discussing the Dao with anyone. Because only these things can pass down the lineage of the Dao. This is already human nature, not just people's hearts. What this young master Ning did in the Tyrant Saber Camp seems somewhat childish on the surface, but the interlocking elements within it are definitely not something a person can figure out in a year or two... This young master Ning is one of us."

Wenren Bu'er hesitated for a moment: "But... we also talked about it along the way. He seems to disapprove of these things..."

"Master Qin also said the same thing." Yao Zunian laughed. "Back in Jiangning, it was said that this young master Ning's temperament was somewhat lazy, and he disdained Confucianism and the lineage of the Dao. But now, thinking about it, we were wrong about him. The more you know, the more you realize how difficult the road is. Especially the grand vision, how easy is it to talk about? Since ancient times, there have been countless people who initially had enthusiasm, then saw the affairs of the world, became disheartened, and went into seclusion in the mountains. My teacher, Master Hushan, was also like this back then. Political infighting, the world was mediocre. After he resigned from his official position and went into seclusion, he no longer asked about worldly affairs."

"This young master Ning is said to have been dull when he was young, with no outstanding qualities. Later, when he became an adult, he suddenly became a Son-in-Law in a merchant's family. Wenren, if there wasn't a big ups and downs in his mood, who would make such a choice?"

Wenren Bu'er touched his nose: "Well, I was also curious about this..."

"After he became a Son-in-Law, his temperament became free and unrestrained, obviously letting go of what he had in mind. But after that, regarding Confucianism and the lineage of the Dao, he either said he didn't understand or showed disdain, wanting to draw a clear line. Wenren, it is said that this Ning family used to be a family of scholars, and he had been studying hard since he was a child. Until he became a Son-in-Law, he was still a Confucian scholar. But when he became a Son-in-Law, he suddenly said that he had nothing to do with the identity of a Confucian scholar. Although he claimed to have lost his memory, how can a person who has been reading books for more than ten years, almost since childhood, and has been with the Four Books and Five Classics, suddenly lose it? Now everyone in the world reads Confucius and Mencius, so why does he need to make his position so clear?"

Wenren nodded: "...He's pretending?"

"He won't admit it himself. We don't need to ask about it. But I have also seen people who have lost their memory. It is also possible for someone who used to be dull to suddenly become enlightened. But even if there is such a thing, there are traces to follow before and after. Like this young master Ning, it's really a bit strange. He suddenly became enlightened, and his poems came easily, but he said that he wasn't familiar with Confucianism. His behavior before and after is like two completely different people. Rather than saying he was enlightened, it's more like he figured something out and suddenly became enlightened. We are not yet familiar with him, so we can only think like this."

"If becoming a Son-in-Law is like becoming a monk to him, it is indeed possible." Wenren Bu'er frowned and thought for a moment, then nodded, looking at the people around him, "Observing Ning Liheng's actions, he does whatever it takes under great ambition. Only a person who has let go can do it. What Master Yao said makes it really possible. He chose to become a Son-in-Law, actually putting down what was originally troubling him. Then he began to look at the world again. But he no longer touched those things that originally troubled him. If he hadn't fallen in Hangzhou..."

"If he hadn't fallen in Hangzhou, I don't think he would have taken these things out again." Yao Zunian smiled and continued, "We have seen his poems and lyrics. The few he wrote himself are grand and unrestrained, and come easily. But he himself doesn't respect poetry and lyrics very much. As for the few written to Liu Xigua, some are grand, and some are tender and tactful, but they are still classics. If the facts weren't in front of me, I would absolutely not believe it. A person who can write so many things so easily can only be said to be a genius. Because he writes so well, he doesn't care about it anymore. Perhaps because of this, what he has thought about since he was a child can only be a more thought-provoking question. Besides the grand vision, what else can make such a person look dull all day long."

"It's just a pity that he didn't have a teacher with matching knowledge by his side. He missed the best time and instead let him get into a dead end. The older he gets, the more he experiences the difficulties of the world. He may not be able to figure it out, so he chose to become a Son-in-Law and then became another person with the reason of memory loss..."

In Yao Zunian's somewhat sighing words, a speculation about Ning Yi was formed. Honestly, it's a bit shocking to say that a young man in his twenties would think about the lineage of the Dao to the point of giving up everything. However, the poems and lyrics Ning Yi had written were in front of them, and the things he had done were far more experienced than those of his peers. On the contrary, it made people feel that this might really be possible.

In the capital, geniuses are not lacking, and geniuses among geniuses have always been seen. Among those present, except for Ji Kun and Wenren Bu'er, the other three have been called geniuses. Ning Yi was able to make an outline of things related to "Great Harmony," which, although shocking, was still understandable. Because of this, even Cheng Zhouhai, who was always somewhat cynical, seemed quite curious about this Ning Liheng.

Outside the window, the sound of rain was gentle, gradually approaching evening. Everyone chatted and waited for Qin Siwon to come back. However, soon after, a steward came over and said that the master had already learned about Wenren's arrival, but he had something to do and would be back later, so everyone should eat first.

Qin Siwon had gone to the Ministry of Revenue that afternoon. He was supposed to come back at this time. The people in the room were all his closest staff. At this time, the monk Jueming smiled and said, "Could it be that he was pulled away by Tang Qinso to attend a banquet?"

The steward was also familiar with everyone and said with a smile, "According to the people who came back to report, he is preparing to go to Little Candle Lane."

When he said this, everyone was a little stunned. The three most famous brothels in Bianliang today are Fan Lou, Tingyan Residence, and Little Candle Lane. Qin Siwon was naturally a romantic scholar in the past. After becoming the Right Chancellor, it was of course impossible not to have prostitutes when entertaining guests or participating in banquets, but he himself hadn't gone there for a long time. Unless it was an important event like a grand literary gathering, the prime minister of a country wouldn't necessarily appear in a brothel again. After hesitating, Yao Zunian asked in a low voice, "Who is the host?"

The steward said, "It seems that the Sixteenth Young Master is there."

"Oh, I understand." Yao Zunian understood and couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

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The rain was falling, and it was getting dark earlier than usual. As one of the three major buildings in the capital, Little Candle Lane, the lights were now gradually lighting up, like lights gradually floating on the surface of the water in a blue-gray sea.

Located in the center of Bianliang City, but not in a prosperous area, Little Candle Lane occupies a large area, and the nearby gardens are all properties of the brothel, a good place for everyone to take a break from literary gatherings on weekdays. Most of the most high-end brothels in Bianliang are like this, they can be lively or quiet, elegant or vulgar. After all, people who come to this kind of place spend money, not just to vent their desires.

At this time, near dusk, there were one or two literary gatherings being held in the courtyards of the brothel. Occasionally, people went in and out of the brothel, either in rich clothes or with feather fans and silk scarves, with servants or maids holding umbrellas. They would occasionally greet each other, all showing good cultivation. Regardless of whether they are beasts inside, they will mostly pay attention to their appearance when they go out.

A carriage was quietly parked on the side of the street outside Little Candle Lane. In the rain, the coachman sat upright like a pine tree. Although he was soaked by the heavy rain, he remained motionless, his eyes fixed on the behavior around him. The curtains of the carriage hung thickly, and several servants followed around. One of them had already entered the brothel gate after hearing the instructions. There were many dignitaries in the capital, and the carriage's ostentation was not the greatest. It didn't attract too much attention parked in the rain at this time. However, the beautiful madam at the door, based on the principle of not neglecting anyone, came over to greet and inquire and was waved away.

In Little Candle Lane, the courtyards and buildings were still relatively harmonious, talking about poetry and literature, sitting and discussing the Dao, or listening to talented women singing songs, and talking to them about recent troubles. However, today, across the rain, in one of the largest and most magnificent courtyards, a lively atmosphere was taking place with some relatively vulgar games. In the lights, a voice stood out from the crowd. Even in the noisy sound after the four doors were closed, it could penetrate the door seams and the rain, showing its extraordinary nature.

That guy was laughing and shouting.

"...Cock~~~Little~Cock~~~Beauty! My Little~Cock is gone... See if it's in your skirt, Wahahahaha... Where do you want to run, you must have hidden my Cock..."

In this voice, there was an unspeakable [censored]. Under such a tone, it felt harmonious.

In the room, the half-naked woman was frantically avoiding him. The young master in luxurious clothes and disheveled clothes pounced on her with a lewd smile...

At this time, there were many men and women in the room. Many women had already taken off half of their clothes and were being held in their arms or pressed under their bodies. Of course, there were prostitutes in the brothel, but in this environment, many women still had embarrassed and difficult expressions on their faces. Little Candle Lane itself is a more elegant place, and the women with relatively higher prices mostly take the talented women route. Although they have slept with people, they are mostly respected. However, the young masters who came here cannot be offended, and they don't care about your restraint, so a small number of women feel insulted. Of course, no one will be unable to bear it.

The young masters who followed along also had their own personalities. Some had simply pressed the women under their bodies, grinning and groping around. Some still kept the other party's clothes intact, or hugged them and flirted with them, teasing them. This was their mood.

At this time, on one side of the room, a young man in his early twenties was also hugging the woman next to him and burying his head in enjoyment. His hand had already reached into the other party's skirt, and the woman could only smile, making a symbolic struggle. A man with a wretched appearance next to him turned his head and said, "Hehe, look, look... This dandy always plays the most openly, haha, how is it, Brother Shaoyu, your brother didn't introduce you to the wrong person, right? When you have time later, your brother will introduce you..."

While speaking, the dandy in the room had already pulled off half of the woman's skirt with a loud laugh. In any case, being completely naked in front of so many people made the woman a little unacceptable. With a crying voice, she grabbed the skirt and tugged with the other party. This made the other party even more excited and laughed even louder. The man here, called Shaoyu, smiled and nodded, but his hand was unwilling to leave the beautiful woman next to him. At this time, someone knocked on the door outside.

The door was knocked several times. The man in the room who was pulling the skirt turned his head and pointed, "Don't open the door! Hahahaha... No one is allowed to come in! I'm looking for my Cock, what if it runs away when the door is opened--"

But the door was still pushed open. The man suddenly turned his head alertly, looking at the door several times, and then put his hands on his hips, "Lu--Qian! I said don't open the door! Did you see that! Did you see that! Damn it! Now my Cock is gone--who is this guy? What's his background! My father is Gao Qiu--"

He shouted there with his hands on his hips. The woman behind him quickly pulled back her skirt and put it on, while hugging her chest and trying to find other clothes. A man with a knife in the official uniform of Yuhou walked in with his head lowered. Another black-clothed servant bowed his hands to everyone. Before he could come in, Qin Shaoyu here was shocked, released the woman next to him, and then waved his hand and stood up, "My family, my family..." He trotted towards the door.

"Your family, who are you! Hey, who knows who he is? My father is Gao Qiu--tell me if I can afford to offend..."

"The Right Chancellor's nephew..." Lu Qian whispered in his ear as he walked over.

"Uh...Old man Qin? My father seems to say he's more powerful than Li Gang... Then I can't afford to offend him? Then never mind..."

He stood there with his hands on his hips with a dejected look. Over there at the door, after Qin Shaoyu said a few words to the servant, he also looked back apologetically, saying that he was going back immediately, and quickly left with the servant. After the people left, this dandy pointed at that side and scolded, "Cowardly scum! Don't call him next time... Lu Qian, why don't you go out quickly! Close the door--"

Then he turned his head and rubbed his fists at the crying woman who was picking up her clothes in the back, "Hmph, Little~Cock~ what do you want to do? Do you want to hide my Cock again, right? I like you crying, hahahaha... Hurry up and cry..."

The voice gradually faded, and the rain was still falling. Qin Shaoyu ran out of the main gate of Little Candle Lane in a panic, without even holding an umbrella. He stood in front of the car curtain timidly for a while, and heard someone inside say, "Come in." Only then did he dare to lift the car curtain and go up.

A small table was placed in the relatively spacious carriage. Qin Siwon and a following advisor were sitting on both sides. There were stacks of documents around. Qin Siwon, with half-white hair, squinted and finished reading one, frowned and wrote a few words on it, and put it aside. Only then did Qin Shaoyu dare to call out timidly, "Uncle, Uncle..."

"The northbound fleet has arrived in Bianliang this afternoon."

Qin Siwon glanced at him, tapped the car wall next to him, and the carriage started to move. In the slight shaking, the old man's tone was flat, not like scolding, but Qin Shaoyu was already panicking, "Uh, Uncle, I, I... I thought it was raining heavily..." He didn't know how to explain for a moment.

"I know." Qin Siwon nodded. "Your Wenren cousin has already arrived at home. When you see him tonight or tomorrow, be more respectful and ask him for advice. As for that Ning Yi, Ning cousin, he should already be staying at Wenhui Tower. I originally hoped that you could meet at the first time. Knowing a useful person is a hundred times better than knowing those young masters. If you can learn a little, it will be of great benefit to your future work. Now it's not too late. It's on the way, so I'll take you to see him."

Qin Shaoyu's body shook, and then he stuttered, "How, how can I let you, Uncle, visit him? Uncle, it, it's my fault, but what kind of status do you have? How can you visit him first? I, I'll go to Wenhui Tower to apologize to Cousin Ning, Uncle..."

Qin Siwon was busy with official affairs every day, and after all, he didn't have enough discipline for his family members. Qin Shaoyu came to the capital and felt Qin Siwon's majesty, but more of it, he felt the power of the Right Chancellor's mansion. In the past, Qin Siwon gave him a few pointers when he met him, but after all, it was difficult to have any effect. Only at this time did Qin Shaoyu panic, subconsciously feeling that his uncle was going to see that Ning Yi for his sake. He couldn't help but want to get out of the car and run to Wenhui Tower first, but after all, he didn't dare to run in front of Qin Siwon. Only then did a smile appear on Qin Siwon's face, and he waved his hand.

"Alright, I know what to do. Etiquette is important, but you don't need to be too affected. I treat this little friend as an equal. To say what he has done, it's not too much for you to treat him with the etiquette of a teacher. When you arrive at Wenhui Tower later, you go in and ask him to sit in my carriage. I'm just passing by. You should be nice to the people around him, and do your best to entertain him these few days. If you can gain his favor, it will be your fate in the future."

Qin Shaoyu nodded quickly. Although he always felt that it was not good for his uncle to visit Ning Liheng, he felt even more that this uncle, who was the prime minister, was taking care of him. He was busy with official affairs every day, but he was really thinking about his relatives. After saying those words, the old man picked up another document and looked at it. Qin Shaoyu chewed on this matter. After a while, the old man put down the book and said to him before picking up another one, "Try to have as little contact with Gao Mu'en and those people as possible."

Qin Shaoyu nodded quickly. The rain gradually subsided, and the lights in the city lit up one by one. The carriage drove through the crowd, turned the corner, and gradually approached the brightly lit Wenhui Tower...

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