From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

Chapter 1106

More than a dozen victims, but only one is the murderer?

Zhao Jianjia felt that it was unreasonable. Under the angry eyes of the people around her, she asked the scholar: "What's your name, what do you do in your family, what did you do, tell the truth."

The pressure was too great. Being stared at by countless people, the scholar could no longer bear it and knelt on the spot.

His voice was a little choked, and he said loudly: "Princess... No, Mr. Zhao, I... My name is Lu Zheng, my father is the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple... I, we didn't put anyone in jail!"

"They... A few of them scolded me too harshly, and I couldn't stand it, so I went back and told my family."

"My father used his connections to find trouble with their family, but he only sent people to beat them up, and definitely didn't let anyone be imprisoned or even exiled... This is absolutely impossible!"

He stuttered and clenched his fists and said: "And... How could there be more than a dozen people? I only said three classmates!"

Zhao Jianjia looked at Wang Ang.

Wang Ang immediately said: "Come here! Go and catch the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple and bring him here! I want him to explain everything in front of all the students of the Imperial Academy."

The Tiqi took action immediately, and the other students were already so angry that they cursed.

Even Yang Dongsheng, a representative of Confucian scholars, could not help but scold: "Brother Lu! Academic disputes are disputes of the great way. They are limited to the Imperial Academy and the identity of students. How can you use your family's power to suppress your classmates' parents?"

"Don't you think this is narrow-minded? Don't you think this is against the holy way?"

Lu Zheng lowered his head and tears came out.

Yang Dongsheng took a deep breath and bowed: "Mr. Zhao, we Confucian students did not know about this matter in advance, so we are really indignant when facing the provocation of students from other colleges. Now it seems that the fault is ours. Please punish us, sir."

"Please punish us, sir."

Hundreds of students from the School of Arts bowed deeply.

Zhao Jianjia said coldly: "You don't have the final say on the truth of the matter. Stand here and don't leave. When the Dali Temple Shaoqing comes, you will naturally understand."

The Jinyiwei people quickly pressed the Dali Temple Shaoqing over. This person is also a veteran. He took over after Deng Su left Beijing. Now it has been more than three years. He has done a good job. Who would have thought that he would be stabbed in the back by his own son.

Seeing this scene, he was scared and sweating profusely. He immediately shouted: "Princess, spare me! Lord Wang, spare me! I was just confused for a moment and sent gang members to beat people... I was confused..."

Wang Ang directly put the knife on his neck and said coldly: "You are still not honest in front of the Jinyiwei! Just beat people? Then why are some people imprisoned and some exiled?"

"Lord Lu, you don't want to taste the torture methods of the Jinyiwei?"

Dali The Junior Secretary of the Dali Temple said hurriedly: "Lord Wang, Lord Wang is very clear-sighted. Even if I have the courage of the sky, I dare not lie in front of so many people. Exile is a serious crime that requires layers of review and a chain of evidence. Local officials will not take such a risk to help me, a Junior Secretary of the Dali Temple. There is no need for me to spend so much money to harm people for the grudges between students!"

"Princess, I am innocent!"

Wang Ang snorted heavily and looked at Zhao Jianjia.

Zhao Jianjia said: "All the students and teachers of the Imperial Academy, you are all here and have seen everything."

"Lu Zheng should not be the biggest murderer. He only mentioned the names of three people, and his father only sent people to beat them up, but there are more than a dozen victims here, and his family was even confiscated and exiled..."

"This matter is full of strangeness. There must be a black hand behind it. The people who were just killed are the killers hidden among the students. This is enough to prove that this matter was deliberately instigated by someone."

"This is not a simple disturbance. Someone is using you to achieve an ulterior purpose, and even wants to assassinate me!"

Hearing this, the teachers and students of the Imperial Academy were panicked.

Wang Ang said at the right time: "No matter who is behind this, no matter what his purpose is, the Jinyiwei will find out the truth and will not let anyone go."

"No matter who is involved, it will be caught by the law!"

Until these words were spoken, the atmosphere on the scene eased a little. Although some students were still cursing, they were not as angry as before.

Zhao Jianjia looked at everyone and said in a deep voice: "The black hand behind the scenes must be investigated, but the conflict between Confucian scholars and other students is a fact."

"Yang Dongsheng, you specifically came to the women's school to apologize last time. Do you remember what I said to you?"

Yang Dongsheng quickly stood up and bowed, saying: "Students remember, the teacher said: Before talking about patriotism, you must first be tolerant, and before being proud of the holy way, you must first broaden your mind."

Zhao Jianjia said: "I asked you to think it through before coming to me. Have you figured it out now?"Yang Dongsheng nodded and said, "Students have figured it out. The Jin Dynasty is in a state of disrepair and the country needs to be built. It is necessary to set up other colleges. The Imperial Academy is so big that it should be able to accommodate them."

Zhao Jianjia shook her head and said, "No, you still haven't figured it out. None of you Confucian scholars have figured it out."

"You admit the necessity of their existence, but you still think they are inferior to you, and still think they are tricks, but these tricks are still somewhat useful."

The evening wind blew her long hair, and the slight coolness made Zhao Jianjia more sober.

She also knew more and more which road she was on.

She looked at everyone and said solemnly: "Speaking of respecting Confucianism, I respect Confucianism more than you do, but I don't agree with your ideas."

"Confucianism talks about self-cultivation, family management, governance, and peace in the world. You keep talking about serving the country, but in fact you can't even cultivate yourself."

"The Book of Rites records that if you keep on improving yourself, you will improve yourself every day. It means... the development of people lies in innovation. People have an enterprising spirit, are not satisfied with the status quo, keep moving forward, keep improving themselves, and keep doing their best in knowledge, wisdom, cultivation, morality and other aspects."

"Not only people, but everything in the world should be like this. The rotation of the world and the progress of history are all about enterprising, innovation, and continuous progress."

"Therefore, in ancient times, farming tools were often made of In the past, the tools were made of stone bones and wood. In the Spring and Autumn Period, the tools were made of iron and copper. Today, every household has farming tools, which have been innovated and replaced countless times. "

"Therefore, in ancient times, textiles were made of mulberry, hemp and dry grass. In the Shang and Zhou Dynasties, cotton and silk were woven with spinning wheels and shuttles. Today, there are countless textile and dyeing tools, such as silk, gauze, cotton and wool. The categories are so rich..."

"The newness of the world is only due to literature? Without your so-called strange skills, how can there be today's world?"

"If there is only literature in the world, then we can only eat raw meat and drink blood, live in caves in the mountains, have no clothes to cover our bodies, and have no shoes to cover our feet, just like wild people in the world."

When these words came out, many Confucian scholars lowered their heads, ashamed.

And those old scholars and old gentlemen also looked at each other and sighed softly.

Zhao Jianjia continued, "Reading is to understand the truth, and understanding the truth means knowing the importance of technology. Therefore, the first thing to cultivate oneself is to be humble and to abandon the arrogance in one's heart."

"In a small sense, we are all for the country; in a big sense, we are all serving the world's innovation. Who is nobler than who?"

"To be honest, without pen and ink, how can there be books? Without printing, most of you can't even read a book!"

"Tolerance of people and things is not just talk. To respect from the heart is the real self-cultivation."

The sky gradually darkened.

The wind became colder.

Hundreds of Confucian scholars lowered their heads, while thousands of other students raised their arms and shouted excitedly.

"Mr. Zhao said it well!"

"Mr. Zhao is indeed a learned man, this is a scholar, this is a great scholar."

"Yes, we don't hate such scholars, we only like them."

"Mr. Zhao, thank you for speaking for us, we don't understand the principles of those reforms, we just want to do our own things well."

Zhao Jianjia turned her head and looked at other students under the dim sky.

She said loudly: "You are talking, right? But it's too dark, I can't see you."

Wang Ang immediately asked the imperial guards to light the torches, and lights were lit everywhere in the Imperial Academy.

Zhao Jianjia's face was illuminated by the firelight. She spoke calmly, "Who stole whose money, who hit whose face, and who could see clearly when it was dark just now?"

"You also despise literature and morality. You think they are just empty talk that harms the country. In the era of reform, you think that learning literature is no longer important."

"But this world needs light! Someone needs to guide the direction!"

"The importance of literature and morality lies in the rules and regulations of the group."

"What are the rules and regulations of the group? It is benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, loyalty, filial piety, integrity, respect for the elderly and love for the young, and respect for virtue and protection of the weak."

"People need a standard and need to learn how to be a human being."

Countless people were silent and looked at her quietly.

Zhao Jianjia said softly: "The world needs reason, otherwise these fires will not become lights, but will only burn everything. Otherwise these knives will not be used to protect you, but will become weapons to kill you."

"Building bridges and roads, repairing houses and erecting pillars are related to the livelihood of the people. Will you cut corners for money?"

"There must be something to guide us, so that we can understand love, kindness, morality, and etiquette."

"Otherwise, even if we are not savages who eat raw meat and drink blood, we are savages wearing clothes."

Zhao Jianjia finally found the door and expressed his views on the two.

"Literature carries the Tao. Skills carry the art.""Without skills, literature has no place to stand, it is just an empty shell."

"Without morality, skills have no guiding light, and can only be confused in the same place."

"The two complement each other and are indispensable. There is no distinction between high and low, only different divisions of labor."

"Do you understand what I said?"

The fire flickered, the earth switched between light and darkness, and the mood of people's hearts also changed.

This moment seemed to have been frozen, and it seemed like a thousand years had passed.

Until the first person said that sentence: "Students, I have learned."

So, countless students bowed and spoke one after another.

"Students, I have learned."

"Students, I have learned."