Chapter 605

As the capital of the Ming Dynasty, Jinling is not only a political center, but also a cultural center.

Bookstore is one of the symbols of a cultural center. Of course, there are many Jinling.

Lin Yan and several classmates went out to buy books today. When they got to a familiar bookstore, Lin Yan asked what new books had been published recently.

The shopkeeper pointed to the position in the corner and said, "there are two books published by Xing and Bo gang. Go and read them yourself."

Lin Yan looked at it and said happily, "it's the second volume of mathematics and there's a dictionary."

The classmate disdained and said, "isn't it the square learning dictionary that has been making trouble? We can't use it."

Lin Yanmo was silent. When he was wandering around, he quietly picked up two books, paid the bill with the shopkeeper, and then put the books away.

Before leaving, the shopkeeper muttered, "it's hard to do business! This book can only be collected and sold now."

Lin Yan Daqi asked why.

The shopkeeper smiled bitterly and said, "today, many bookstores in Jinling City have been blocked by those scholars. I'm a little biased here. When I see that the momentum is wrong, I'll put away the two books, otherwise you can't get in just now."

"Why?"

Lin Yan asked for leave yesterday and knew nothing about it.

The classmate said impatiently: "yesterday our National Academy of sciences began to convene people. We didn't bother to go if you weren't here..."

Lin Yan felt that the book in his arms was heavy. He couldn't help arguing for Fang Xing: "why can't xinghebo's book be sold? Even his majesty didn't prohibit it. Why should they?"

The classmate sneered: "first it was a hot-air balloon, then it was thunder and lightning. The son didn't speak, and the strange forces confused the gods. This xinghebo would only impress the public. Of course, our generation of scholars should stand up in the face of such miscellaneous studies. Confucius said..."

Lin Yan looked blankly at his classmate's mouth turning quickly, and his heart was vaguely worried about Fang Xing.

……

Fang Xing has received the news that many bookstores in Jinling have been blocked by readers.

Huang Zhong was a little depressed and said, "uncle, someone must organize this behind, and the Imperial College is just taking a rest today, which is out of control."

Fang Xing put down the book and said with a smile, "this kind of big pen is beyond my expectation. It's trying to block my way!"

Huang Zhong frowned and said, "those students have spoken. If any bookstore dares to put these two books in a prominent position, they will mobilize the readers in Jinling to refuse to buy books here, so those bookstores have to remove the books."

The customers of the bookstore are readers, so the threat is real. Fang didn't even think of it.

"Uncle, now we have to find another way!"

Huang Zhong was also angry. He felt that the struggle between literati should be a fair confrontation, but the other party would use such indiscriminate means, which really refreshed his lower limit of cognition.

"Of course, we have to find another way out."

Fang Xing drank up the tea in the cup, put down the cup heavily, and his face was uninhibited: "paralyzed! Fortunately, Huang Yan put in a foot at that time, otherwise it would be useless to advertise now."

Huang Zhong was stunned and said in surprise, "uncle, did you mean to let Huang Yan make trouble about the new book?"

"Of course."

Fang Xing stretched out and said, "there's no problem printing mathematics in the Si Li supervisor, but I couldn't have printed the dictionary there, but I just wanted Huang Yan to advertise. Now that's the case, let's start!"

"Master, the students of the academy are coming."

"Shan Chang, we are not satisfied!"

In the front yard, 39 students and three teachers were led by Xie Jin.

Xie Jin has been out of his anger. He is now unofficial, light and bold.

"Dehua, later, I'll go to the Imperial College and ask what knowledge they teach. It's a shame to use this shameful means!"

During his time at the Academy, Tian Xiucai had long forgotten his Confucian attribute. He often "stole" Fang Xue and went home to teach his son.

At this time, when he learned that someone wanted to catch up with Jue Fang school, his old gentleman also broke out and said, "Mr. Shan, I'm going to take the students for a tooth for a tooth! Block the gate of the Imperial College!"

"Yes, Shanchang, let's give a tooth for a tooth!"

Fang woke up and glanced at them. Seeing that these students had cleaned up their bodies very neatly, he said, "today I'll give you another lesson. This lesson is called conformity psychology and incitement."

"This lesson takes a long time. It also involves the psychology of some people. For example, the siege and threat to the bookstore is a typical conformity psychology."

"The publication of Fang Xue's book is a threat to Confucianism. In the face of the threat, some people will work hard to make themselves stronger. But some people don't reflect on themselves and blindly suppress them. Confucianism, as a prominent school in the world, would have been sealed by someone if I hadn't been Xinghe Bo and TAISUN staring at it."

Fang Xing smiled here. Everyone knows what he means.

In the long monopoly career of Confucianism, I don't know how many theories have been destroyed, and Fang Xue has experienced many battles with Confucianism. Although there is no blood in the light, there are many swords and shadows in the dark.

"As a person with vested interests, scholars should be vigilant against each other. At this time, as long as someone comes forward to make a noise, it will spread like a plague. One person agrees to go, the second person, the third person..."

"From the first person, this fanatical mood will rise higher and higher. After a considerable number of people join it, the herd mentality broke out, and the plague like infection..."

Speaking of this, Fang Xing said vaguely: "past dynasties, such as... The end of the Han Dynasty."

What was there in the late Han Dynasty? There is a yellow scarf army, which destroyed the last foundation of the Han Dynasty.

Rebellion is fanatical, and emotions are contagious. Individuals will be assimilated by the emotions of the group

"Blocking the door can be done, but it's just a demonstration. It doesn't take too long, a quarter of an hour."

Fang Xing asked someone to get a long white cloth, and then wrote a line of big characters on it.

——Block the bookstore today, block it tomorrow

After poking the last few points, Fang Xing felt that today's words were written in one go, so he said proudly, "Mr. Xie, have my words improved?"

Xie Jin didn't have time to understand his words. Instead, he held out his thumb and said, "Dehua, you are too... I admire you!"

Xie Jin wanted to say that you were too insidious, but he thought that there were students around. The other party's wake-up influence was not good, so he endured it.

Tie the white cloth to the bamboo pole, and Xie Jin set out with the teachers and students.

Fang Xing also had something to do. He found a piece of paper again, wrote a few lines on it and handed it to Huang Zhong.

"Bolu worked hard, copied more copies, and then took them to Fang Wu to post."

Huang Zhong looked at it and said in surprise, "uncle, you will lose a lot!"

Fang Xing is generous on the surface, but his heart is dripping blood: "money is outside his body. For Fang Xue, Fang will lose all his money!"

At this time, Ma Xing, the Imperial College supervisor, also knew that the students were blocking the bookstore, but he thought it was a small matter. I finally got a day off. It's time to sit and talk with several friends at home. I didn't pay attention to it.

When he learned that someone was blocking the gate of the Imperial College, he couldn't help laughing and said, "who's fooling around?"

The position of the Imperial College now is extraordinary. It is much more powerful than Tsinghua University and Peking University in the future.

Those who dare to block the door in the Imperial College are mostly ignorant Xun Qi! Ma Xing thinks so.

"My Lord, I am the person of Zhixing academy, and Mr. Xie is the leader."

"Bang Dang!"

When the glass fell to the ground, Ma Xing asked with a pale face, "what did they say?"

The visitor said blankly, "without talking, he pulled a banner that said, block the bookstore today, block it tomorrow... There's nothing below."