I am a pirate in Ming Dynasty

Wang Gen's original name was Wang Yin. He was a young man whose family was poor and could not read. Along with his father and brother, he dried salt and became a cook. When I followed my father to Shandong for business at the age of nineteen, I visited the Confucius Temple and suddenly realized that "the Master is also a human being, and I am also a human being, and a saint can be achieved through learning."

From that time on, I studied hard and devoted myself to becoming a saint!

At the age of thirty-eight, he traveled to Shanxi to study, held the Disciple Ceremony, and studied under Wang Shouren, becoming a disciple of Yangming Xin School.

However, he has an arrogant personality, so Mr. Yangming gave him the name "Gen" in the hope that he would be quiet and thoughtful.

However, Wang Gen himself was a deviant and had many quarrels with his mentor over the way of learning. Later, when he went to Beijing to give lectures, he founded Huainan Physics, and for a time he became a disciple of many scholars.

Not only in the eyes of Confucianism, Huainan Physics was a foreign species, but also in the eyes of Mr. Yangming, Wang Gen was a deviant.

After the death of Mr. Yangming, Wang Gen was definitely the mainstay of Wang Xue.

"Junior brother, can this thing go into your eyes?" Mu Konghui asked, stroking his white beard.

After Wang Gen finished reading, he couldn't read it for a long time. He even took out several other books on the desk and read them bit by bit. Finally, he was willing to put down the book, exhaled a breath, and said with a look in his eyes: "The way to read this sentence is simply... A good way to educate all peoples.”

"This is the first time I have seen such a strange thing, but this bookstore is too arrogant. It is called 'Tianxia Shuxing'! I really don't take the people of the world seriously." Mu Konghui was full of emotions when he mentioned the name of this bookstore. He was angry, but he glanced at his junior brother from the corner of his eye: "When it comes to crazy life, he is exactly the same as his junior brother."

Wang Gen didn't look displeased at all when he put down the book in his hand. Instead, he felt proud.

"This unconventional thing deeply impressed me. To be honest, I really want to meet the person who signed it!"

"'Shuguang'? This should be a pen name used by the writer who doesn't want to reveal his real name, right?" Mu Konghui knocked on the table twice, then picked up the newspaper and read for a while, his eyes that looked slightly cloudy were revealed Bare.

"Is it a coincidence, or is this person just so arrogant?"

When Wang Gen heard this, he put down the chopsticks in his hands and asked curiously: "Brother Bo Qian, why did you say this?"

Mu Konghui put down the newspaper, pointed to the signature and said: "Look at this name, and look at the way this sentence is read. If this person did it unintentionally, it is a coincidence. If it is intentional, his 'Shuguang' is Whose 'dawn'?"

Wang Gen thought for a moment and understood the meaning. He read the newspaper again with great interest. Just as he was about to say something, a figure suddenly walked in outside the door.

"teacher!"

A young man came in at the door, carrying two wine jars in his hands.

"Hey, isn't this your favorite disciple?" Mu Konghui immediately clapped his hands and laughed.

Wang Gen looked at the visitor, with a smile on his face, and said: "Brother Bo Qian, don't say that, Zizhi is still far from perfect!"

The young man just laughed honestly when he heard this, and bowed his hands to Mu Konghui: "Uncle, please stop teasing me, you know yourself!"

"This child doesn't have Wang Ruzhi's wild demeanor at all. Your master was the first person to be unconventional back then. Even your master couldn't do anything to him." Mu Konghui sighed repeatedly.

"Ahem!" Wang Gen almost choked with a sip of wine. He turned around and glared at Mu Konghui and said, "You are a pure and good man. Brother, please don't be so frivolous."

Xu Yue shyly put the wine jar on the table and said politely: "Master, please stop teasing me. How dare you compare yourself to your mentor? His mentor's talent and learning are beyond the reach of Yue."

Mu Konghui smiled, waved his hand and said, "Come on, sit down and have something to eat together. Your teacher just happened to take out the precious wine and drink some with us."

Xu Yue just sat down. As soon as he came to the table, he was poured a lot of wine by two old guys, and his face quickly turned red.

When I was half drunk, I suddenly saw the newspaper lying on the couch, so I picked it up and read it out of curiosity. At first glance, I just thought it was very interesting, but as I continued reading, I couldn't take my eyes away anymore. I was full of alcohol. As awake as if sweating.

"Teacher, teacher, here!" Xu Yue pointed at something on the newspaper with trembling hands.

Wang Gen nodded with a smile and said to Xu Yue, "What do you think of the pronunciation of the sentence above?"

Xu Yue said with bright eyes: "This is the most holy method in the world. Having this method will be of great help to educate the world. This founder can be a teacher for future generations!"

"Yes, this article can make you a master of all ages, but what is more important?" Wang Gen continued to ask.

This stumped Xu Yue. What could be more important than educating the world? Isn't this the lifelong goal of our generation of scholars?

"Please teach me, teacher!" Xu Yue asked respectfully.

Seeing that Wang Gen was still showing off, Mu Konghui couldn't stand it anymore and said anxiously: "Your master has suddenly become a mother-in-law in the past few years, and he has no courage at all when he was young. As a disciple, you must not follow suit. "

"You said it or should I?" Wang Gen became angry, as if he wanted to eat someone.

Mu Konghui snorted lightly, turned around and started eating his wine.

Wang Gen then continued: "Since Taizu taught the world, does Zizhi know what is so difficult about common people's learning today?"

"But is it difficult to popularize it?"

"Yes, but I didn't answer the point. Although there are tens of millions of scholars nowadays, only a handful of them can really stand out. The more they have a family background, the more likely they are to stand out. This is extremely unfair to the poor children. Because The teacher is not from Zaoding, so why would he rather teach for many years than become an official in the court? To put it more noblely, being a teacher is to let more people in the world study, and the most fundamental thing is to..." Wang Genyue The more excited he gets.

"Ahem!" Mu Konghui coughed hard several times.

Wang Gen's words stopped abruptly and he sighed helplessly.

"You can figure it out yourself!"

……

As for the initiator, he is very comfortable now!

"Dear classmate Shang Qing, how do you feel as Shuguang now?" the fat man asked a little bit meanly.

Qin Shang really wanted to sneeze at him, but he was holding the newly completed manuscript "Hundred Schools of Thought" in his hand.

The fat man took it and flipped through two pages, feeling a little bored: "Your last article "Sentence Reading" had a great response. Now why do you change your career to write "Hundred Schools of History"? This kind of knowledge seems quite boring."

"If you do this, Jiangnan Newspaper will disappear from the public eye in an instant. Our Jiangnan Newspaper is extremely popular. Now many workshops are copying our newspapers. Your next newspaper will suddenly have a "Hundreds of Scholars", Brother Shang, we will pay to our death."

"Fat man, if you continue to be obsessed with money, will you sell me too?" Qin Shang sneered.

The flesh on Gao Cai's face trembled, and then he cried loudly: "Bullying people, I have never seen such a bully, asking people to make money and be good at the same time, how can you do things like this? , Poor me, Lao Gao, all of his fat body was sold to a black-hearted owner!"

"Jiangnan News, I'm sorry for you. I ruined you just after you became popular."

Qin Shang was so noisy that his brain hurt. This guy really couldn't help making a fuss.

"Okay, put away your tricks. "Hundred Schools of History" is nothing but a piece of cake. This is what makes real money." Qin Shang took out another thick book like a magic trick. Come.

The fat man's howling voice seemed to be swallowed back all at once, and he reached out and grabbed it.

On the book, the name is clearly written "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

Seeing that Gao Cai had opened the book, a smile appeared on Qin Shang's face. This was a martial arts masterpiece that would be famous for generations to come.

When it comes to the world of martial arts and the love and hatred of family, country and the world that make countless people angry, these are all deadly poisons.

As for the aforementioned "Hundred Schools of History", its original intention was not to make money, but to plant a seed of hope in this world of single thought. No matter how many readers are willing to read it, as long as Jiangnan Newspaper sells well , will eventually produce subtle effects.