I really don't want to be a traitor

Chapter 19 The Great Confucian
Fan Li's voice was not loud, and he took it for granted that no one could hear him.

However, the high-pitched and resonant voice in the sky was furious!

"Who is it? How dare you belittle my Confucian sect?"

Everyone who participated in the literary meeting was shocked in an instant!
The scene fell into a dead silence, and some people looked around with angry eyes, trying to find the sinner who offended the Confucianism!

The waterside pavilion where Fan Li was located had gauze curtains to isolate the inside and outside.

Those ordinary guests didn't pay attention to the waterside pavilion, because they all knew that those who are entitled to exclusive use of the waterside pavilion must have extremely noble status.

"Moo~~~!"

A cow brayed in the sky.

Fan Li felt puzzled, someone really boasted about Niubi?
However, all the Confucian scholars at the literary meeting were excited, looking up to the sky, and applauding!
In the distance in the sky, I saw a green bull flying towards Luohu, stepping on the auspicious clouds.

On the back of the cow was an old man with white hair and beard.

"Is this Confucius descending to earth?" Fan Li couldn't help complaining.

Of course the person who came was not Confucius, but he must be a great Confucian, and he had a very high reputation among the scholars of Great Chu.

"Students meet the teacher!"

In the crowd, Fan Li heard a familiar voice.

He looked around and saw that it was Dong Zhong, who claimed to be 'the most talented man in Jiangbei', leading a group of young Confucian scholars to kneel on the ground and perform the great ceremony of teacher and student.

As for the other Confucian scholars, they all bowed and saluted.

"Meet Mr. Huangfu."

Fan Li finally knew the identity of the visitor.

The other party was just used by Dong Zhong to decorate the front, the great Confucianism, Huangfu Song.

Huangfu Song came through the sound transmission through the air, and came riding a bull through the air, obviously he has extremely high cultivation.

The green cow landed, and Huangfusong got off the cow's back with a straight face.

The great scholar opened his mouth and said: "Everything is inferior, only reading is superior!"

The sound is loud and clear!

Not to mention that Fan Li could hear clearly, even the water surface of Luohu Lake was shaken by layers of ripples.

"it is good!"

Dong Zhong took the lead in applauding as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

After him, countless young Confucian scholars clapped their hands and applauded!
In the waterside pavilion, Fan Li rolled his eyes.

Is this the level of the number one talent in Jiangbei?
This is the same as "Looking at the picturesque scenery, I wanted to write poems and present them to the world."However, I have no culture, so I can only lie, the waves are so big, there is no difference!
"Which friend belittled my Confucianism just now? Please come out, the old man wants to chat with you." Huangfu Song said loudly.

Fan Li stayed in the pavilion.

Is he afraid?

of course not.

As the most powerful official in Da Chu, someone who could bully even the emperor, how could he be afraid of an old scholar like Huangfu Song?

Fan Li was just thinking that he was not the only one in the water pavilion.

Princess Changle did not show up, but she must be watching the show.

"This bitch doesn't look like a good person. She hides and hides. With my high cultivation, I can't detect her in the water pavilion with a bigger fart?"

The more Fan Li thought about it, the more unhappy he became. With a cold snort, he finally walked outside the waterside pavilion.

Hiding the head and showing the tail?

This is not his style!
"Look, it's the water pavilion!"

When the veil was lifted and Fan Li came into everyone's sight, he immediately became the focus of everyone's attention!
"He...why..."

Dong Zhong, the most talented man in Jiangbei, pointed at Fan Li in stunned silence, and then looked at Fan Yuehua next to him.

Isn't he nobody?

How could it come out of the water pavilion?
Even his teacher Huangfusong is not qualified to use that water pavilion.

Dong Zhong blushed, remembering that he had refused to give the badge to Fan Li before, in fact, he had deliberately prevented him from participating in the cultural gathering.

Now it seems that he is the distinguished guest, and it is not uncommon for him to get a badge for an ordinary seat.

"Um?!"

Huangfusong saw Fan Li's appearance clearly and was secretly surprised, he didn't expect such a handsome young man.

He was far away in the world, and like everyone else, although he knew that Fan Li, the Prime Minister of Chu, was very young, he had never seen him.

"This... little friend?" Huangfu suppressed his anger and restrained his words a little. "It was you just now who compared my Confucian sect to farmers, craftsmen and the like?"

"Yes."

Fan Li nodded without denying it.

Everyone was in an uproar, and Dong Zhong was even a little gloating about his misfortune.

He secretly glanced at Fan Yuehua beside him, hoping to see a look of disappointment on Fairy Yuehua's face.

Unfortunately, Dong Zhong himself was disappointed.

Fan Yuehua looked up at Fan Li, with undisguised joy and admiration on his face!

The great Confucian Huangfu Song said nothing, but turned around and walked to the stage.

The young Confucian scholars exclaimed!
The stage of the Luohu Literary Society was specially prepared for literary debates and discussions.

As for Huangfusong, a famous Confucian who has been famous for many years and has many peaches and plums, he no longer needs to go on stage to argue with others, he only needs to be a spectator.

Only young Confucian scholars hope to perform on stage and strive to be favored by a famous Confucian and then be accepted as a disciple.

Dong Zhong was like this, he was accepted by Huangfusong after his outstanding performance in the last Luohu Wenhui.

"Since I despise Confucianism, please come up to the stage and argue with me." Huangfusong said sternly.

At this time, the Luohu Wenhui has not yet fully started, many guests have not yet arrived, and many seats are still vacant.

Seeing that the old man was entangled, Fan Li didn't bother to be polite, and jumped onto the stage directly.

"Oh? My little friend is only in the body-refining realm?"

Huangfusong's cultivation was profound and he was already in the first-level state of becoming a god. Of course, he could see through Fan Li's strength at a glance.

However, his voice was quite quiet, as if he was speaking deliberately for everyone to hear.

"Hahaha! A cultivator in the body-refining realm? You simply don't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth!"

"The brat is so arrogant that he deserves to be in the same rank as Mr. Huangfu at the level of physical training? Why don't you hurry up and step down?"

"Physical Refining Realm? Is this kind of strength worthy of participating in the Luohu Cultural Association?"

Huangfu Song attracted a group of Confucian scholars to laugh at Fan Li, and Dong Zhong was the loudest among them!

But just a moment after Dong Zhong was excited, he noticed that Fan Yuehua next to him suddenly had a cold face.

She even clenched her fists, as if she was ready to hit someone?
Fan Yuehua stuns Dachu with her beauty, but her cultivation strength is often ignored.

Especially Dong Zhong didn't know that compared with his teacher Huangfusong, Fan Yuehua's cultivation level was only one rank.

And in a real fight, Fan Yuehua may not have the ability to leapfrog and kill!
After all, her surname is Fan!

"What's wrong with the body training state? Did you invite me to the stage to debate or fight?" Fan Li asked coldly.

Huangfu Song looked down on Fan Li already, even though he came out of the water pavilion.

"Debate, of course."

"The old man would like to ask my friend, just now you belittled Confucianism, have you never heard of the principle that all things are inferior and only reading is high?"

Fan Li nodded: "Of course I have."

He shook his head again: "But I don't agree."

"Oh?" Huangfu Song looked unhappy.

Scholars want face the most, especially a Confucian like him who has read thousands of volumes of books. He absolutely does not allow anyone to belittle a scholar.

"Why?" Huangfu Song asked.

Fan Li knew that although the Luohu Literary Society was a debate, it would never accept strong words and meaningless sophistry.

You can only quote the classics, or refute the other party with subtle words.

"Because the three of us are together, there must be my teacher." Fan Li said.

(End of this chapter)