I am not Yuan Shu

Chapter 20 The Future Saint The Former Saint

Lu Zhi seemed to have figured out something, but it also seemed like he had figured out nothing.

The reason for saying this is that three days after Lu Zhi planted the tree, he caught a fever and a cold. If germs can be considered an achievement, then Lu Zhi can barely be considered to have gained something.

But the main purpose of his tree does not seem to have been achieved.

Anyway, when Yuan Shu found out that this guy was sick, he was talking nonsense. Yuan Shu listened carefully and found out that it was probably some trivial matters about family matters, which had little to do with being an emperor.

Yuan Shu sighed slightly, thinking that Lu Zhi's understanding was limited.

During these three days, Lu Zhi walked around the tree non-stop, staring hard and studying every leaf that fell from the tree. He watched while eating, resting and even sleeping on a mat spread under the tree. He managed to hold on in such a chilly day.

No matter how Yuan Shu tried to persuade him, he refused to listen and insisted that if one's heart was not sincere, there would be no gain, and if there was no gain, there would be no way to prove whether the pursuit of knowledge through investigation of things was true.

Yuan Shu had no choice but to add a few more quilts for him and put a heater next to him to keep him warm.

But it was of little use, as Lu Zhi caught a cold and had a fever as expected.

So Yuan Shu could only let him take medicine and rest in his dormitory, and called someone to treat him. Then he kept sighing that it was hard to say what kind of fate a person has.

A person with a high level of comprehension can create earth-shaking changes with just a single move, and may even carve out an emperor's throne.

People who lack understanding will gain nothing even if they sacrifice their lives.

It seems that Lu Zhi is not destined to be emperor. Things like investigating things and seeking knowledge have to be done by Yuan himself.

The news of Lu Zhi's illness reached Ma Rong, and Ma Rong came soon.

He didn't come alone, he brought three other people with him.

Three women.

Two of them were the two sons of the Ma family who were molested by Yuan Shu while they were warming the bed that night.

The other one is Xiuxiu, the little dancer that Yuan Shu hooked up with.

Before this, Ma Rong had not paid any attention to Yuan Shu for a long time.

Yuan Shu thought that Lao Ma had not gotten over the hurdle in his heart and needed some time to adapt, so he did not take the initiative to show off in front of Ma Rong.

Finally, the old horse people came.

Not only did he come, he also brought three pretty girls with him.

Yuan Shu was very surprised.

"Teacher, what are you doing?"

"Come to visit the patient."

Ma Rong glared at Yuan Shu and said, "I heard that after you and Zigan had a deep conversation, Zigan started staring at a tree like a madman. He ate and lived here, and ended up catching a cold and having a high fever. You made my best disciple like this. It's all your fault!"

"Teacher, I swear to God, I am innocent."

Yuan Shu immediately gave the French military salute to show his innocence.

"Mr. Lu wanted to do this himself. I only gave him a suggestion, but he insisted on trying it. I told him it was not feasible, but he insisted on trying it. I couldn't stop him. What else could I do? I gave him two thicker quilts. All I had to do was warm his bed myself."

"You kid... you are too straightforward and inflexible. You must have said something evil to deceive him!"

Ma Rong sat down next to Lu Zhi, reached out and touched Lu Zhi's forehead, and said coldly: "What did you say to Zi Gan? How could you let Zi Gan go to this extent?"

"The disciple told him some of his insights and so on."

Yuan Shu said innocently, "Mr. Lu lamented that the country was declining and the morals of the world were going downhill. I said that this was because people had lost their ideals. To regain their ideals, we must follow our conscience, realize the unity of knowledge and action, achieve the unity of knowledge and action, and reshape the spirit of scholars."

Yuan Shu briefly summarized his conversation with Lu Zhi.

This aroused Ma Rong's strong interest.

"To follow conscience? To unite knowledge and action?"

Ma Rong became interested and asked curiously, "What exactly is it? Tell me in detail so that I can hear it."

Yuan Shu nodded and told Ma Rong about his conversation with Lu Zhi.

After hearing this, Ma Rong remained silent for a long time. Then, he looked at Yuan Shu with an inhuman look.

"You kid, are you really not a monster?"

Yuan Shu was afraid that he would lose his human identity, so he immediately gave the French military salute.

"The legitimate son of the Yuan family, absolutely genuine. Moreover, teacher, have you ever seen such a handsome monster as my disciple?"

"Puch..."

Before Ma Rong could express his speechlessness, the little dancer Xiuxiu who was following behind him couldn't help but laugh out loud. Ma Rong glared at her and told the three of them to go out together and not get in the way.

After Xiuxiu and the other two left, Ma Rong looked at Yuan Shu again.

"Have you ever told anyone about the technique you mentioned? Or did anyone teach you?"

"No, it is purely the result of my understanding from reading a lot of books and witnessing the strange current situation of my family. It was not taught by anyone else. As for who has said it, it was only Mr. Lu and Master, no one else."

Yuan Shu smiled and said, "Teacher always says that I am a natural talent. I must have something to be worthy of these four words, right?"

“It’s not a question of whether you can afford it or not.”

Ma Rong pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "I now suspect that the term 'gifted by nature' is not enough to describe you. I should use a completely new term to describe you."

Yuan Shu touched his head, shamelessly borrowed the credit from Wang Yangming and accepted the praise from Ma Rong.

"Teacher is so complimentary."

"This is not just a compliment." Ma Rong said seriously, "Your so-called becoming a sage is indeed a crazy statement, but it is not that no one has tried. The former Grand Commandant Yang Zhen was called the Confucius of Guanxi because of his profound knowledge and was regarded as a sage of Guanxi, but he did not have a good ending."

"I think it's because Commandant Yang didn't really delve into the reasons why Confucianism gradually declined, right?"

Yuan Shu said slowly: "Teacher, I have read a lot of books. Although I am young, I have a lot of knowledge. I don't think there is anything wrong with my views and practices. At least this is something that our predecessors have never tried. If our predecessors haven't tried it, how can we know it is wrong?
Becoming a sage, rebuilding the spiritual foundation, allowing scholars to have goals to strive for again, and actually seeing the results, thereby inspiring everyone to work harder and finally establish a world of great harmony, isn't this the right thing to do?
Studying should not be for fame, fortune and position. The most fundamental meaning of studying is to become a sage. It is only because of spiritual collapse and shattered ideals that people are eroded by material desires and become slaves to fame, fortune and position. Studying has become a way to become an official. This is wrong!
In today's situation, first the relatives of the emperor abused their power, then the eunuchs messed up the government, local officials were corrupt, refugees were everywhere, and wars were raging everywhere. The real solution is not to treat the symptoms but to reshape the spirit of scholars and return to the path of studying to become sages. "

Ma Rong stared at Yuan Shu in a daze, and then looked him up and down carefully, as if he wanted to get to know him all over again.

After a long while, he asked a question.

"Shu, do you really think that everyone can become a saint?"

Yuan Shu nodded firmly.

“Learning is to make people become saints. Even if one cannot become a saint in terms of knowledge due to limited talent, as long as one stays on the path to becoming a saint throughout his life and does not deviate from it, his heart will become that of a saint! With a bright heart, how can he not be considered a saint?”

Ma Rong had nothing to say.

Just now, for a moment, he felt that he saw a glimmer of light from his little disciple.

He couldn't see clearly, his cloudy old eyes made it impossible for him to see clearly, but he could feel that glimmer of light, which made him feel very strange.

But soon, he felt that he was not strange anymore.

In the past, Confucius was determined to study at the age of fifteen, and my disciple has the heart to become a sage when he is only ten years old. In the future, he will definitely become a sage.

For some reason, Ma Rong suddenly became so confident, and the confusion and pain that had lingered in his heart for decades suddenly seemed to disappear without a trace, as if they had never existed.

So, in Yuan Shu's eyes, he saw Ma Rong looking at him, first seriously, confused, and incredulous, and finally, he revealed a very brilliant smile like a blooming chrysanthemum.

what's wrong?

Is the old man enlightened?

Become a Buddha instantly?
Are the relics going to explode?

Yuan Shu stared at Lao Ma, fearing that he would die on the spot if they disagreed with him.

However, it is obvious that Lao Ma has not practiced enough and has not reached that level.

After laughing for a long time, Ma Rong just reached out and touched Yuan Shu's head.

All the resentment in his heart dissipated, decades of burden were gone, decades of shame were gone, everything was gone.

"Great, great. It's worth it that I lived to be eighty-seven years old despite the world's criticism. In the end, I got to see the future saint with my own eyes. Hahahahahaha, hahahahahahaha, I have no regrets in this life, no regrets in this life!"

Old Ma laughed so hard that he almost couldn't breathe. It was Yuan Shu who patted his chest to help him breathe more smoothly.

But it must be said that Yuan Shu still benefited a lot from Lao Ma's words.

The future saint.

Hehehe, are you talking about me?

It must be me, that's right.

There was still some time before Mr. Wang Yangming was born, and he is no longer around, so the person being referred to must be Yuan himself.

Ma Rong was probably tired of laughing and had no energy left, so he asked someone to help him go back.

Before leaving, Lao Ma pointed at the three pretty girls who had been standing outside the house waiting.

"You have been coveting them for a long time, right? Then I will give them to you as you wish and take care of your daily life."

Yuan Shu looked at the three beautiful young girls and was immediately overjoyed.

"Teacher, do you really mean what you said?"

"I dare not speak rashly in front of the future saint."

Ma Rong laughed and said, "But would a saint be so lustful? You are only ten years old, and you are already so lusty of beauty. I don't know how you will have many wives and concubines in the future. This doesn't seem like what a saint would do."

Faced with Lao Ma's ridicule, Yuan Shu immediately straightened up and refuted.

"A saint is also a human being, and being human means lust. Food and sex are human nature, and this is human nature, which cannot be avoided. But my heart is bright, and I only do what I think is right. Lust is not wrong, but being unrestrained is wrong. As long as you know how to control yourself, how can you not be lustful?"

"Good! Good!"

Ma Rong nodded and pointed at Yuan Shu: "Shu, from today on, you are my Ma Rong's disciple! Ma's disciple! You are allowed to represent me as a teacher and give lectures to all the students!"

Yuan Shu was very happy because he had three little beauties. He was stunned when he heard this.

He looked at Ma Rong in disbelief.

"Teacher, are you serious?"

"It's true, very true, just as I believe you are a future saint."

Ma Rong smiled, turned around, and slowly left with the help of people around him.

As he walked, he smiled happily, as if he had gotten some great bargain.

Then, a passage of words floated into Yuan Shu's ears.

"So, saints are also human beings...hahahaha...hahahahahaha..."

He walked away laughing, his laughter never stopping.

Yuan Shu looked at his departing back, and in a trance, he felt that Ma Rong seemed to have figured out something, and then he felt light-hearted.

He even felt as if he saw a saint gradually moving away.

(End of this chapter)