Chapter 642: Lectures at the Imperial AcademyHe knew very well that the Imperial Master was a very important person, so he secretly gathered several other clansmen who were also dissatisfied with Lin Che, and on a deserted night, they took action. But they had no idea that the seemingly immortal state teacher in front of them had already been alert to their conspiracy. At the moment they took action, Lin Che drew out the dagger from his waist like lightning. It was not made of vanadium iron, but a hidden weapon he developed on his own, combining Taoism and ingenuity, and named it Star Rain. “Haha, Lin Che, don’t even think about escaping from our Five Finger Mountain.” Zheng Li grinned grimly, thinking that everything was under control. Lin Che showed no fear, took a sip of tea and said, "Zheng Li, your move is too low-level, how can you expect me to praise you?" The next moment, there was a series of crisp crackling sounds, and Zheng Li's men were entangled by the star rain like ghosts. The sword tip accurately swept away the weapons in their hands. These star rains seemed to have life. Under Lin Che's control, they formed a large net that bound Zheng Li and others. Zheng Li was unwilling to admit defeat, and he shouted while struggling, "Lin Che, you are forcing me to use my trump card." Before he finished speaking, a dark shadow appeared beside Lin Che. But it was Zheng Li's killer who had not been exposed. A master who was well versed in the art of assassination, he was extremely fast, and the dagger in his hand flashed with a cold light as he went straight for Lin Che's vitals.

However, a scene that no one present had ever seen happened. Lin Che did not move, but the assassin's movements were stagnant like a dream, as if he was being pulled by an invisible hand. It turned out that Lin Che had already used the surrounding environment to set up a secret formation to block everyone's movements. “Zheng Li, do you have any other means?” Lin Che’s eyes were full of amusement. It was a kind of confidence in his skills and his control over the situation. Faced with a situation where he had no way to retreat, Zheng Li’s face finally revealed real fear. “Lin Che, I, I give up. This is all because I’m afraid of you. I’m afraid that you’ll take away everything from me.” Lin Che sighed softly, his brows slightly relaxed, causing the assassin to tremble and instantly regain his freedom. Then he said lightly: "Zheng Li, you are only afraid of losing, but never know how to fight for it. This is your sorrow. Today, let it all end." In the court, Zhu Yuanzhang received a secret report from the imperial teacher and learned the cause of the whole incident. He couldn't help but admire Lin Che's wisdom and broad-mindedness even more. When he summoned Lin Che, he saw Lin Che bowing calmly as always. "Your Majesty, the matter has been resolved. I hope Your Majesty will deal with it." Zhu Yuanzhang knew Lin Che's intention very well. He knew that the dignity and authority of the imperial teacher in the court must be maintained, so he decisively issued an order to exile Zheng Li and others to the border, and repeatedly instructed Lin Che. "Master, you have made great contributions in this matter. I will keep it in mind." In the dead of night, Lin Che stood alone in the study, twisting his beard with his hands, looking across the windowsill, as if he was deep in thought, and at the same time, he seemed to be waiting for the next storm to come. As the lights came on, the reputation of the imperial master for his integrity and self-discipline spread throughout the Ming Dynasty. The fate of those conspirators became a lesson that was passed down throughout the court. Lin Che once again confirmed his unshakable position in the Ming Dynasty with his wisdom and majesty. Lin Che secretly decided that from now on, he would be more careful in examining every person and every action around him. On the spring-filled streets of Beijing, the sycamore trees in the academy have sprouted crisp new leaves. A controversy over the interpretation of ancient books has caused a stir in the Ming Dynasty's Confucian classics community. Scholars sit in a circle in the courtyard, arguing one after another. Everyone insists on his or her own opinion and no one is willing to give in. They explain everything from the length of Gongyang Chunqiu to the authenticity of the Book of Documents, which has caused this group of Confucian scholars to argue endlessly. "When giving lectures in an academy, we should treat the wise man's philosophical words with honest debate. How can we engage in verbal disputes just to attract attention?" An elderly scholar raised his voice, but unfortunately there was no response from the crowd. At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang received reports from court officials and was quite troubled. Confucian classics are the outline of the country. If this trend goes uncorrected over time, it will affect the country. It is reasonable and he needs to take action to calm the people's hearts. Thinking about this, he summoned the national teacher Ling Chi to the palace to discuss the matter. The Imperial Master, dressed in a blue shirt with his clothes fluttering in the wind, walked into the Imperial Study. Zhu Yuanzhang stepped forward with a solemn expression: "I know you are well-educated. Today, the scholars in the court have been arguing endlessly, which has caused instability in the court and the country. I want to borrow your talent to calm down the disputes." Lin Che replied in a calm voice, "Your Majesty, the dispute in the academy is a dispute over knowledge. If it is not handled properly, it will cause trouble. It is better to let me try to solve this dilemma." Zhu Yuanzhang was not surprised to hear this. He knew that Lin Che always won by surprise, and he felt relieved: "Okay, I'll do as you say." In the next few days, notices appeared on the low-profile bulletin boards in the streets of the capital that Lin Che would hold a lecture on ancient books at the Imperial College. The news spread to every corner of the capital, and everyone from scholars to common people was excited. Finally the day of the lecture arrived, the gate of the Imperial College was crowded with people, everyone wanted to see the elegance of the Imperial Master in person, everyone stood and dressed simply, even at this moment the scholar's spirit overshadowed the martial arts, books and swords, Imperial Master Lin Chean sat in a high position in the lecture hall, all eyes were focused on her under the packed seats. He looked around, cleared his throat, and began to speak slowly. Lin Che's voice was soft and deep. He first talked about the historical inheritance of the Book of Documents, explaining why this book could be passed down through the ages and was praised by countless scholars. Then he mentioned the different interpretations of Gongyang Chunqiu.

Read the error-free version at 69shuba! 6=9+shu_ba is the first to publish this novel. He saw through Qiu Hao and quoted from classics, not only explaining the controversy but also offering his own interpretation. The science students, the academy and even the lay disciples all looked solemn, some bowed their heads in thought, some nodded in thought. Lin Che's explanation of each classic was beneficial, without imposing his own interpretation, but also making people feel suddenly enlightened. "There is no good or bad in learning. Only with sincerity in the heart can one see the true intention." Lin Che's words were all cultured and sharp, making people unconsciously convinced. “The key to interpreting ancient books is not how much you read, but whether every word is brilliant.” Listening to Lin Che's explanation, the originally tense Confucian academic community gradually calmed down, and the scholars' eyes of thinking gradually replaced the arguments. When I was speaking at the climax, Lin Che waved his hand and smiled: "Everyone, books teach people knowledge, but only when knowledge is practiced properly can the true meaning of knowledge be revealed." Everyone cheered in unison. The original controversy disappeared and was resolved in the erudition of the national teacher. After the lecture, the scholars bowed to Lin Che to express their gratitude. The national teacher in his simple blue shirt was elegant and seemed extraordinary. From the capital to the countryside, everyone praised Lin Che's magnanimity and knowledge. Even the illiterate people listened with relish. (End of this chapter)