Chapter 84: Confucian conservative ideas should have been swept into the garbage dump long ago the other side.
Zhu Fang doubtfully asked Zhu Biao's concerns: "Mr. Lin!"
"Isn't it a little bad to bully the weak and use the big to bully the small?"
Zhu Xi glanced at Lin Che opposite him and said in a weak voice: "I think that the Ming Dynasty is a kingdom of heaven, a state of etiquette, and all the surrounding small countries pay tribute and become vassals. If we want to do it, we must pay attention to each master's reputation!"
"By sending troops without any reason, wouldn't our Ming Dynasty be just like those barbarian and bandit countries?"
"Sir, look..."
The voice did not fall.
Snapped! Lin Che slapped the table, with great dissatisfaction written on her face.
"I think you still claim to be from the Humen family."
"How can you say this?"
"What does it mean to be a master without a name? What does it mean to be a country of robbers?"
"If you can't speak, just shut up. If you say this, you deserve a beating!"
"You still want to participate in the Northern Expedition and become a general. If you have such thoughts about the Northern Expedition, don't think about it. Your old man will put you in jail to reflect. It's too easy for you."
"If I were your father, I would not ask you to reflect, but I would tear your mouth apart!"
Faced with Lin Che's sudden anger, Zhu Zhendun felt at a loss as he didn't know how he had offended the other party.
"Uh…"
Zhu Xiang shrank his neck after being scolded, and repeatedly begged for mercy: "Ouch...Mr. Lin, calm down."
"It's not like you don't know, Zhu Ping. We don't have any ink in our stomach, so we don't have any sense of what we say."
"We were wrong. How could we be robbers? China is a country of etiquette. It's always the barbarians who come to rob us..."
Before he could flatter him again, Lin Che raised her hand and interrupted him:
"That's right!"
"You got it right this time!"
"Since the rituals and music have long been ruined, why don't you wake up?"
"To put it bluntly, the etiquette and music system left by the Central Plains civilization is simply self-deception. And what you said about 'teachers are famous' is not all Confucianism."
"It might have been of some use back then, but now times have changed. If we still use the old system from a thousand years ago to constrain the world, isn't this going backwards in history?"
Lin Che straightened her body and said seriously:
"What does it mean to be famous as a disciple?"
"I hit you, you feel hurt, and you fight back. Is this what you call being a master?"
"How can there be such a reason in the world?"
"The Chinese nation is a country of etiquette. Yes, it has been influenced by thousands of years of culture, but external satisfaction will not care so much!"
"If I want to rob you of your gold and silver, I will rob you of your gold and silver. If I want to rob you of your food, I will rob you of your food. If I want to rob you of your woman, I will rob your woman!"
"You go and talk to them about etiquette? Teach them that this is wrong and ask them to return what they took away. Is this what you mean?"
The words fall.
Silence as death.
Zhu Ming here was silent.
Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao on the other side also looked a little ugly.
Lin Che's sharp words pierced into everyone's hearts like a sharp sword.
Lin Che's words sounded unpleasant, but they were the truth.
Although Meng Yuan in the north was driven out of the Central Plains, he still came out from time to time to rob the Ming Dynasty's border gates, grabbing gold, silver, food, and women, and disturbing the Ming Dynasty.
Compared with the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties, the Japanese pirates that have appeared along the long coastline in recent years are not much better.
These Japanese pirates took advantage of the loopholes in the defense of the Ming Dynasty coastline and repeatedly attacked coastal residents. They robbed and ran away, so they would not reason with you.
Think about this.
Zhu Yuanzhang's face turned ugly and he slammed his fist on the table:
"Damn Confucianism!"
"This set of ideas has restricted people's thoughts for thousands of years, and it is really harmful."
Hearing this, Zhu Biao also sighed heavily.
Zhu Biao studied Confucian classics and history from masters such as Song Lian since he was a child. He was deeply influenced by Confucianism and highly respected it.
But after hearing Lin Che's sharp criticism, Zhu Biao's mind was shaken.
He even reflected on what Lin Che said about whether it was necessary to continue to pass on Confucianism, which had been passed down for more than 1000 years. …
"Definitely not!"
Zhu Ming clenched his huge fists tightly and said seriously:
"I understand!"
"For thousands of years, the Chinese nation has been too passive. Most of the time, it has been passively being beaten and passively fighting back."
"I have never understood what it means to be prepared for danger in times of peace. I allowed the barbarians to become bigger and stronger. When I look back, it will be too late to take action."
Zhu Xiang gritted his teeth with a look of regret on his face: "The Central Plains dynasty has been raising tigers in this way without knowing it. It wasn't until the tigers attacked that they knew how to fight back."
"But this tiger has already started eating people."
"These are etiquette inherited from Confucianism, what use do we in China use them?"
"This Confucian system is simply harmful."
Hear this.
Lin Che nodded slightly, asking this stubborn donkey to turn around, it was not easy!
Lin Che took the initiative to raise the wine cup, touched it with the other party, and praised:
"Yes, exactly!"
"You finally figured it out, it's not easy!"
"There are countless treacheries in small countries, and there are even more cases of dogs biting their owners."
"But the result!"
"In order to show the so-called great power's demeanor, you bite me and I beat you. If you submit and become my vassal, I will keep you as a dog. When you are fattened, you will come back to bite me."
"It goes round and round, over and over again."
"Is it necessary to do this? What are the benefits to the Central Plains Dynasty?"
Lin Che snorted disdainfully and said with disdain:
"What is the true style of a great country?"
"It's never a face-saving project to recruit a few younger brothers and collect some tributes."
"But, no matter when and where, as long as you hear Hua Xia's honorable name, you will be in awe!"
"You're doing one thing on the surface and another on the other, but you don't agree with your words and your heart?"
"Okay! We will beat you until you are convinced."
The shocking words made Zhu Ming's blood boil.
I saw him raising his arms and saying boldly: "What Mr. Lin said is absolutely true!"
"Since the Ming Dynasty stands at the watershed of millennium changes, we can no longer be cowardly!"
“We must take the initiative to seek change!”
"Otherwise, not only the Ming Dynasty will perish, but even the Chinese nation may cease to exist. How can we talk about the soaring dragon?"
Zhu Xi shook his shoulders, and his fists clenched loudly.
"Thank you, Mr. Lin, for the tip!"
"You say!"
"Who shall we do first?"
Seeing him eager to try, Lin Che laughed dumbly:
"For whom?"
"Fuck you!"
"I've made you look like the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty. Can you take charge of this? We are just here drinking and bragging, but you still take it seriously!"
After a pause, Lin Che said with some sadness: "In short, the descendants of Yan and Huang have only one shortcoming: they have such a good temper!"
"As long as you don't let others poop on you, you can endure it again and again!"
"What is a gentleman? What is the overall situation? When you are soft-spoken, you are not a gentleman, but when you are strong enough, the overall situation must be taken care of!"
"The old Confucian ideas should have been knocked to the ground, kicked a few times, and swept into the garbage heap."
"What age are you now, are you still reasonable?"
"The range of artillery is the principle of Ming Dynasty!"
(End of this chapter)