Qin Shizhi's Confucian junior master

Chapter 82, Which School Of Lowly Confucians Are You?

When the news reached Xunzi's residence in Houshan, Zhang Cang had already arrived, and Zhang Cang was being scolded by Xunzi.

"Uncle, uncle has left." Yan Lu said with red eyes.

Xunzi, who was scolding Zhang Cang, stopped, seeing that Yan Lu's expression didn't change much, and said in a neutral tone
"I see. The funeral is conducted according to the etiquette. The brother advocates frugality. The funeral does not need to be held in a big way. The news of the brother's death will be spread. After the brother is buried, the succession ceremony of Fu Nian will be held."

"Yes, uncle." Yan Lu said.

"Let's all go, each go about his own business." Xunzi said and went back to his room with his hands behind his back, leaving the few people in the room silent.

"I'll go and inform Uncle Zhuang Nei about his opinion first." Yan Lu left after finishing speaking.

The seven evildoers under Xunzi also quietly left the room and came to the courtyard, and Han Fei's originally frivolous expression became rare and serious.

"Let's go, let's go down to see the uncle for the last time." Han Fei said.

The six people nodded in agreement and followed Han Fei to Xiaoshengxianzhuang. The bell in Xiaoshengxianzhuang represented the death of the head echoed continuously. For a while, the whole Xiaoshengxianzhuang was hung with white silk. Confucian disciples wrapped white silk around their waists. Belts all had serious faces, the old master had a high prestige in the Little Sage Manor, and was respected by everyone in the Little Sage Manor, and everyone showed sadness.

The body of the old headmaster was collected and put in the main hall to stop. Representatives from various schools of Confucianism came to pay homage. Fu Nian, as the disciple of the old headmaster, has been guarding the mourning hall. Knowing the news of the death of the old head of Confucianism, all schools and factions sent representatives to express their condolences and attend the succession ceremony of the new head of Confucianism seven days later.

During the seven days, Xiaoshengxianzhuang was filled with busyness and sorrow, and Ziyou, the representative of each faction, knew a little bit. After the seven days passed and the old head was buried, Xiaoshengxianzhuang tore off the white silk on the second day. As the bells rang one after another, everyone's eyes turned to the Confucianism Pavilion, where Fu Nian was going to accept the recognition and approval of all Confucian schools and branches, so as to inherit the position of the head of Confucianism.

Fu Nian came here early in the morning and waited, Yan Lu followed him, and some professors from Xiaoshengxian Village who were qualified to participate in this discussion had also arrived, waiting for representatives from various schools and factions to enter. As the bell rang, people from all schools and branches of Confucianism came to the Ritual Pavilion one after another, but before entering the Ritual Pavilion, the current situation of Confucian internal problems broke out.

Because of the order of entering the Ritual Pavilion, Confucianism of the Diaoqi family and Confucianism of Gongyang quarreled. Both of them are grumpy people, and they can quarrel if they are not pleasing to the eye. You say I am stubborn and respect the ancients, and I say you don’t even have your own classics. Dare to teach students, the two families quarreled and even the surrounding Confucian factions also quarreled, and there was a quarrel outside the Ritual Pavilion for a while.

Representatives of some other sects also looked at this scene with the mentality of watching a drama. Everyone is not surprised by the civil strife of Confucianism. After all, Confucianism is the number one troll. Watching these trolls spray themselves, they feel so much better.

When the quarrels continued, a light cough interrupted the quarrels. Everyone looked at the sound of the light cough. Xunzi, who was dressed in a blue linen robe and had snow-white beard, stood in the middle of the road. Behind Xunzi was Han Fei, Li Si, Fu Qiubo, Lu Jia, Mao Heng, Zhang Cang, and Ziyou were the Xunxia Seven Martial Arts Seas, and after that were representatives from various places belonging to Xunzi's lineage.

Seeing Xunzi's arrival, the quarreling families stopped their quarrel and looked at Xunzi to salute. Xunzi squinted his eyes slightly and looked at these people and said

"Which school of lowly Confucianism are you all? Here you are fighting for the order of entry, and forgetting the rules of etiquette and law?"

Faced with Xunzi's inquiry, these people all lowered their heads and dared not answer. Although they were called lowly Confucianism in public, which made them look red, they did not dare to speak. Confucians with their heads down, there is no way. This is the benefit of being backed by a big tree. Having a living sage is enough to suppress Xunzi's lineage so that the other lines dare not say a word.

Although other Confucians can't understand the face of Confucians of Xunzi's lineage, they can only endure this tone. Unless it is a former Confucian sage or a new sage they have cultivated, they must endure the contempt from Xunzi's lineage , even if Xunzi once scolded the various factions of Confucianism bloody, but they dare not say anything, they can't say it, they can't beat it, they can only endure it.

"Line up in line and enter the meeting room one by one," Xunzi said, flicking his sleeves.

"No!" Everyone shouted, and at the same time made way for Xunzi to go directly to the Ritual Pavilion.

The representatives of various families who were watching the play did not dare to watch the play anymore, and they all saluted Xunzi, which means that the Mohist school did not send anyone, otherwise the quarrel would be more serious, and the mortal enemies of Confucianism and Mohism existed as well.

Xunzi went straight to the Ritual Pavilion without looking back. Ziyou couldn't help but feel emotional when he saw these Confucians queuing honestly.

After Xunzi brought Ziyou and his party into the Yishi Pavilion, the various schools and factions that had been arguing about the order of entry also gave way one after another, letting others go first, and the Diaoqi family and Gongyangru made way for others to advance For a while, the whole Confucianism became harmonious, the love between brother and brother was vividly expressed, and the fear and respect for Xunzi was also clearly expressed.

After the farce ended, the meeting room was full of people. Fu Nian sat in the center of the hall, surrounded by representatives of various schools of Confucianism. This kind of seat was convenient for Fu Nian to debate with each school. Shonai's many professors are responsible for the justice of this dialectic.

Representatives of hundreds of schools and other countries sit outside and watch. This is an internal matter of Confucianism. Different, the goal of Confucianism is to join the WTO, and the head of Confucianism likes to study abroad, so it is very important for everyone to meet each other, and if there is a misunderstanding, it can be resolved in time.

After the simple ceremony began, the debate began, because the position of the head of Xiaoshengxianzhuang, who was read in the previous ceremony, had been determined. This time it was just a process, and most people simply asked , but when Chunyu's nature changed, Chunyu's debate on Fu Nian became fierce.

There was a little sweat on Fu Nian's forehead, and the other families and branches were silent about it. They didn't want to help, and Fu Nian's own people didn't step forward to help. This was Fu Nian's own business. Here to help Fu Nian, but the Chunyu family has been remembered by the Fu family. After this time, no matter what the result is, the Chunyu family will face the crazy attack of the Fu family.

(End of this chapter)