I really don't want to be a traitor

Chapter 20 Debate
Huangfusong squinted his eyes and repeatedly chewed on Fan Li's words.

"Threesomes must have my teacher? This statement is unheard of, but it is quite reasonable, and it seems to coincide with the sage's carelessness?"

Fan Li had expected this kind of reaction from him.

In this world of cultivating immortals, there are many existences that seem to be different from his previous life.

However, it's not quite the same.

For example, Kong Sheng never existed in this world.

Well, I am afraid that the Confucian scholars in this world do not know everything about Confucius.

"Excuse me, brother, who is the famous Confucian who said 'Threesomes must have my teacher'?"

Under the stands, some studious Confucian scholars took notes with pen and paper, and couldn't wait to ask Fan Li for the source.

Huangfusong's face turned red when he heard this.

Because he has never heard this sentence before.

"Is it an ancient relic that I have never read?"

Of course Huangfusong didn't believe that Fan Li's ideological realm could catch up with the sages.

Fan Li pretended to be profound and said: "When we study, we should have something to think about. Why should we borrow every sentence from others? I say this myself. Is there any problem?"

The Confucian scholars were in an uproar!
They felt that Fan Li was extremely presumptuous, and he was clearly comparing himself to a sage!
However, Fan Li's sentence "Threesomes must have my teacher" is really a great truth!

Huangfusong was even sweating on his forehead!
"I have spent my whole life studying hard, but I have never gained such experience. When I meet this person today, do I want to witness the birth of a generation of sages?"

He shook his head, suppressing his absurd thought.

The young man in front of him doesn't respect Confucianism, how can he become a sage who stands up for his words and morals?
"What little friend said, how can we prove that scholars of my generation are going to be on the same level as traffickers and pawns?" Huangfu Song asked again.

Fan Li smiled and said, "You just said that scholars can cultivate their moral integrity, manage their families, manage their country, and then bring peace to the world?"

"Exactly!" Huangfu Song said proudly.

Fan Li nodded: "May I ask who is included in the so-called world?"

Huangfusong continued to answer: "Kings, princes, scholar-bureaucrats, farmers, workers, and merchants."

Seeing that the other party had indeed fallen into the trap, Fan Li could finally get to the point.

"If you want to practice farming, you must first learn farming. May I ask Mr. Huangfu, can you learn to farm just by studying at home?"

"This……"

Huangfu Song couldn't answer.

He has read thousands of books, but what he has learned are all great principles, and what he cultivates is only awe-inspiring, and he has never even seen what a hoe looks like, so how could he know how to farm?
Fan Li continued: "If you don't even know how to farm, how can you manage agriculture? If you don't know how to build, how can you manage construction?"

Huangfusong was sweating profusely, but still couldn't answer a word.

Fan Li said loudly: "Excuse me, Mr. Huangfu, how much does the rice from our Chu country cost in the Han Dynasty? How many cents of tax do we need to pay for each piece of brocade produced in the Ming Dynasty in my country of Chu?"

After a brief pause, Fan Li ignored Huangfu Song.

He turned around and said to the people in the audience: "If you don't take agriculture, industry, and business as your teachers, how can you govern the country and bring peace to the world? If you have a lot of truth, is it possible that His Majesty will choose you to serve as officials in the court?"

Someone muttered in a low voice: "Your Majesty, you don't have to use me. If Duke Jin wants to use me, that's fine."

Fan Li almost laughed angrily, and cursed in his heart: "I don't want it either!"

Huangfu Song finally couldn't hold back anymore!
A great Confucian of his generation was rendered speechless by an unknown young man in a literary conference, and his face was completely humiliated.

"You are clearly overgeneralizing and covering up my avenue with trivial details!"

"I can see that you are not a Confucian scholar at all, so what qualifications do you have to comment on the world's scholars?"

The sound of Huangfu's pine is like a bell, which actually arouses the celestial phenomena.

The wind and clouds in the sky above Luohu Lake were stirring, and a huge sea of ​​clouds roared like a tide!

"Great Qi! It's Mr. Huangfu's Grand Qi!"

"Oh my god! Compared with this sea of ​​Qi, the Hao Ran Qi I cultivated is like a puddle of water!"

"Mr. Huangfu is worthy of being a great sage in the world. That kid doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, so he actually offends you with sophistry. He's looking for his own death!"

At this time, Huangfusong's voice seemed to be the same as before. It did not come from his mouth, but slowly came from the sea of ​​clouds in the distant horizon.

"A rich family does not need to buy fertile land, there are thousands of bells of millet in the book. There is no need to build a high hall to live in peace, there is a house of gold in the book. Don't hate no one to follow you when you go out, there are horses in the book. When you marry, don't hate the unscrupulous matchmaker, the book There is a beauty like jade in it. If a man wants to fulfill his life's ambition, he diligently reads the Six Classics in front of the window..."

With the chanting of the great Confucianism, the sea of ​​clouds in the sky changes into various scenes.

There are magnificent palaces, resplendent and resplendent, stretching across the sky.

There are singers and dancers who fiddle with silk and bamboo and dance gracefully.

There is also a fragrant chariot with precious treasures, carrying countless gold, silver and jade treasures, coming towards the Confucian scholars by the Luohu Lake.

Although it is an illusion, it has aroused everyone's motivation to make progress, and they wished to enter the palace immediately and become an official in the court!

Huangfusong looked at his 'masterpiece' and said with satisfaction: "Scholars of my generation should have this ambition, so that this life is not in vain..."

"fart!"

"The bullshit in the whole article is all stupid truth!"

A voice that was more majestic and louder than Huangfu Pine resounded throughout the world in an instant.

It was Fan Li, he was really angry!

What lakeside cultural society, what famous Confucianism in the world?
After working on it for a long time, it turned out to be a group of rice worms who pretend to be high-spirited and high-spirited garbage?

No wonder they love to say nonsense like "Everything is inferior, only reading is good"!

Huangfusong and his like are just elite self-interested elements from another world.

Of course, Fan Li is not a hermit who has no desires and no desires, and he is even a notorious power traitor of Da Chu.

But even so, he was extremely disappointed and disgusted with the Confucian scholars in front of him.

After all, the Great Chu selects officials and employs talents, at least the civil officials really have to choose from these Confucian scholars.

But I never expected such a group of people. No wonder the Chu Dynasty had been weak in the past and was overtaken by the Ming Dynasty.

"How dare you be rude to Teacher Huangfu?"

Dong Zhong in the audience was the most excited, jumping out again to dictate to Fan Li.

It's just that as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a heavy blow on his face.

Dong Zhong didn't even have time to feel the pain, he flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, hit the torso of a big locust tree, and passed out on the spot.

A slap in the face knocks out a seventh-rank Jindan Realm?

Fan Yuehua smiled and looked like it had nothing to do with him. He even secretly hid the right hand that hit people back in his sleeve.

"This "Poem of Persuading Learning" has been circulated for thousands of years, and I did not create it. You are young, do you still want to refute the words of the sages?"

Huangfusong was not angry, but rather happy with Fan Li's rude words just now.

Saying "Poetry of Persuading Learning" is farting?

Those are the words of a sage!

Who among today's scholars dares to disobey the sages?
"Apologize immediately!"

"Arrogant and rude, I advise you to bind your hands and go to the Sage Temple in the capital to kneel for three years, no, 30 years!"

"How dare you insult the sage? Report your name and history!"

Sure enough, just as Huangfu Song thought, Fan Li provoked public anger.

Fan Li stood on the stage, but he was unmoved.

He is like a high mountain, even if the breeze blows by, I will stand still.

Fan Li's whole demeanor has also changed!
All the Confucian scholars felt a sacred and solemn aura from him!

It feels like every time I go to the Temple of Sages, kneeling down to worship the ancient sages and Confucians.

"Let me teach you idiots what the ambition of a scholar is."

When Fan Li spoke, everyone fell silent, including the great Confucian Huangfu Song, who felt a sense of fear inexplicably.

"Set up your mind for the world, set up your life for the people, set up a legacy for the sages of the past, and create peace for all generations..."

(End of this chapter)