The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

The First Champion Chapter 242

Chapter 287

Outside Bianliang City, Yang Lin took five disciples, and a group of miscellaneous scholars raised by his own family, including veterinary experts, to a limestone workshop.

The lime workshop is located in a secluded valley across the river. On the one hand, it prevents the smoke from burning lime from affecting the surrounding residents, and on the other hand, it is convenient for logging for charcoal and limestone mining.

On the conical lime cellar, the chimneys are sealed, and only a small hole is exposed to emit thick smoke.

Several limesmiths didn't recognize them, but seeing these people crowding in front of and behind them, and the guards clearing the way, they knew that they were noble people, and they all stood by the cellar and looked at them from afar.

Wu Min, Cai Xuan and the others were also very puzzled. Why did they bring me to this kind of place if their teacher didn't give them lectures?

On the contrary, Xu Shuwei got excited again, and loudly explained to his companions that lime can be used as medicine: "If you pick coriander wisps, kudzu leaves, deer live grass, oak leaves, peony, and artemisia leaves in May, pound them with lime to make a ball like chicken eggs, and expose them to the sun. And dry, can heal sores and grow muscle."

Everyone was lacking in interest, the smell of smoke was very strong here, and the billets fired in the kiln were still emitting heat, and the ash was choking with a choking smell.

But Yang Lin turned around and asked, "Can knife and arrow wounds be healed?"

Xu Shuwei was overjoyed when he saw someone cheering him on, and he cheered up and said, "Of course."

Yang Lin kept an eye out, and continued to lead people to drill in. After a while, the owner of Limeworkshop arrived after hearing the news, rubbing his hands in obedience and not daring to go forward.

For ordinary people in this era, it's okay to let them booing on both sides of the road. It is inevitable that they will be a little timid when they meet such a big official alone.

Yang Lin stretched out his hand, and the shopkeeper nodded and bowed with a smile, and said, "Xiaomin pays homage to Shaozai."

Yang Lin said with a smile: "Today, we have no other intentions, but to visit your workshop. If the shopkeeper is free, can you show us around?"

Hearing that Yang Lin was so polite, the shopkeeper almost burst into tears, and led everyone into the kiln.

As he walked, he explained: "The craftsman digs limestone from the mountain, puts it in the kiln, spreads a layer of charcoal, and then another layer of limestone, piles it up to seven or eight layers, then seals the kiln for calcination, and the lime comes out."

After walking around, the crowd followed Yang Lin to an open space. Yang Lin found a stone and sat down on it.

The people around him no longer cared about their image, and sat down with him one after another, surrounding Yang Lin in the middle.

Picking up a stone that has not been calcined, with the lime that has cooled in his left hand, Yang Lin said to the crowd: "Look, this stone is originally extremely hard, but when it is fired into lime, it can be used to whitewash the walls. Have you ever thought about the reason for it? Do you know the reason why ordinary stones can be turned into lime, which is so useful when fired in a closed kiln?"

Everyone shook their heads like a rattle.

Yang Lin went on to say: "Investigate things to know, when you study and explore, if you understand the secrets, can you draw inferences from one instance and turn more seemingly useless things into miracles.

Insight into the world is knowledge, and before the birth of a sage, there was no Analects of Confucius in the world.Many classics have not yet been published, but at that time, a hundred schools of thought were released, schools of thought contended, and sages appeared frequently.

People of my generation who read books should come out of the books, instead of going into the books and be an old bookworm who gnaws at books by rote. Those who drop their bookbags and have nothing to say are this kind of scholars. "

Wu Min and the others half-understood, and some miscellaneous experts already patted their thighs and applauded, these words almost touched their hearts.

Yang Lin continued: "The sages write books to teach us the principles and principles of conduct, not to plan your course of conduct. Studying the Analects of Confucius and the Doctrine of the Mean all day, can you still surpass Confucius and Mencius? I have left my own academics, what is needed is for future generations to carry forward.

You have thoroughly comprehended the sage, and you have become the old man of Confucius and Mencius, so what is the use?

We already have Confucius, we don't need another one, what we need is a new sage.

If anyone can find out a way like turning stone into lime for the benefit of all peoples, then he is a new saint. "

Jia Xian, a mathematician who knows how to drive high powers, stood up and shouted like he drank fake wine, which shocked his friend Xu Shuwei who was next to him.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Jia Xian blushed, scratched his head and said, "I can't help but applaud you for your kind words, please don't blame me."

Uncle Xu tugged at his sleeve slightly, signaling him to sit down quickly and stop embarrassing himself.

Jia Xian had no reason not to be excited, and Yang Lin's words gave great encouragement to this poorly understood mathematician.And Yang Shaozai is not just talking, he has promised to write a preface for his new book and print it out.

Whether one school of theory can be passed down, whether all the things I have done in my life will be in vain, and whether I can be famous after a hundred years.

All of this comes down to whether you can write a book, or you will receive word of mouth from a young apprentice, and it will be cut off at some point.Moreover, everyone's understanding is limited, and the apprentices they receive may not have the talent in this area. Many academic researches in ancient China have been lost in this way.

Although Jia Xian was looked at very uncomfortable, he still clasped his fists deeply at Yang Lin. The latter gave him an encouraging look, which made Jia Xian very excited.

Yang Lin looked at several students and found that they were all thoughtful, even frowning.

The words of my mentor are quite different from the indoctrination I received in the past. Didn't everyone can be holy?

However, if you think about it carefully, there is indeed some truth. Since the sage wrote the book, I have never heard of a great Confucian who can become a saint.

Everyone was sitting in the valley, it was getting colder, Yang Lin said loudly: "We will stop here today, let's go back."

Taking them out for a stroll is a good exercise for these nerds. It doesn’t make sense to explain the truth to these people on the pulpit or in the study. You have to go deep into the field and reverse the deep-rooted views of these people little by little. Let him learn to think, learn to question, learn to be down-to-earth, and learn to have something to say.

A few nerds and a group of miscellaneous scholars are all a little bit exhausted. They are not Yang Lin, and they don't have Tiantian Baduanjin, Wuxingquan, ginseng soup, and Haiyan to serve them.

Yang Lin didn't want to eat a fat man in one bite, so he said loudly, "That's all for today, let's continue tomorrow."

When everyone heard this, they complained endlessly. Wu Min, Cai Xuan and others did not dare to lament, but they also looked worried.

Yang Lin laughed lightly, and cursed: "You scumbags, if you don't move, your skin will rust and grow hair. We don't need to drill the mountain tomorrow, let's go to the weaving workshop."

Now from the south of the Yangtze River, especially Suzhou, there is a kind of hydraulic spinning wheel, which is the beginning of machine work recognized by later generations.

When everyone heard that they were active in Bianliang City, they immediately turned from worry to joy, and followed Yang Lin slowly out of the deep mountain.

Yang Lin slowed down, deliberately walking at the back, looking at their backs, with relief and pride in his eyes.

Chapter 288 Went Again

In the Ministry of Internal Affairs, in a quiet room, there are only three people, Liang Shicheng, Li Bangyan, and Gao Qiu.

In the past, Wang Fu, who liked to cling to Liang Shicheng the most, is still fighting with the chieftains in the southwest, and the atmosphere in the house is a bit dull.

"The big plan to defeat Yan is an opportunity for us. If we miss this opportunity again, I'm afraid we will always be overwhelmed by Cai Jing." , Even in the face of Zhao Ji, he never lost his color.

It is beyond his expectation that he has been turned into this appearance now. Seven or eight years ago, Liang Shicheng was in the limelight, and the name of the hidden prime minister of the Song Dynasty was slowly spreading. Who would believe that a magistrate and a scholar in Yangzhou could He was pushed to this point.

"Are you guys saying something?" Seeing Gao Qi and Li Bangyan's clay statues of Bodhisattvas, with their heads bowed and not speaking, Liang Shicheng punched his thigh bitterly and asked forcefully.

Gao Qiu is the privy envoy, although most of the power is divided by Cai Bian, he is considered an important minister of the Western Mansion, he sighed and said: "En Mansion, if we attack Yan, without the support of Cai Jing and Yang Lin, our chances of winning are not great.

Now Yang Lin is in charge of Shibosi and Northwest Commercial Taxation, and Cai Jing is in charge of Yanyin and Chayin. Together, they have changed their ways to get the money into the yamen they control. open maintenance expenses.

Besides, the army, the imperial army's attack on Liao, I'm afraid it's not enough. Don't look at the Liao people losing troops in the Northeast. In the past few years, there was a military chaos in Hebei.

Tong Guan's victorious Jie army has few soldiers, and only the Western army is worthy of a battle. Now Yang Lin is in his hands and sent to Song Jiang. I am afraid that the Xifu ordered it, but it is not as good as Yang Lin's secret letter. use.

If we attack Yan rashly at this time, once we fail, the officials will definitely not forgive us lightly. "

Li Bangyan quickly echoed: "What Gao Taiwei said makes sense, we have to think long-term when dealing with Cai Jing."

After a while, Liang Shicheng sighed and said, "What is Yang Lin doing?"