From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

Noon, Xiangyang City.

A man in a clean black shirt and a scholar in a green shirt walked out of the palace together.

Cui Nan bought two candied snacks on the roadside and traveled a hundred or eighty miles overnight, which almost made the weak scholar faint. However, everything was still under control. One of the book boys threw a punch to Tianxiang before his death, which was considered to have fulfilled the original agreement. They were willing to do it and owed nothing to each other.

"Three taels of silver."

Seeing that the scholar had an extraordinary demeanor and a pale face as if he was about to die, the peddler quietly raised the price a little.

Cui Nan felt a little pain in his heart for a moment, but still took out the silver, handed over the money with one hand and the goods with the other. He tasted a piece and found it quite sweet.

"Merchants are profit-oriented, so life in your hometown must not be easy." Jiang Yuan said later.

"More than that, even the founder of the business community has no hope of success." Cui Nan laughed again and said, "Profit is the harmony of righteousness. It is used to settle down and to promote virtue. Profit is the ultimate goal of benevolence and righteousness. Only by pursuing profit can one make life stable and thus cultivate higher virtues. The highest profit is also the highest benevolence and righteousness. The two are one and the same. For example, if the emperor wants to pursue the highest profit, he must reduce taxes and levies, and ensure that officials are well governed and the people are safe.

I have never thought that we must choose between profit and benevolence. This is also one of the foundations of practical learning. However, old scholars always think that learning will become tainted if it is stained with "profit". Confucianism still has to be cautious about the affairs of the dynasty. After all, the world at that time was very different from that of today. All knowledge in this regard is based on wise rulers and virtuous ministers. Once the ruler is not wise and the ministers are not virtuous, it will be a mess. Of course, Confucianism also knows this and has never cared much about the changes of dynasties in the mountains. "

When Cui Nan started talking about academic subjects, he became able to talk nonstop even though he was a talkative guy.

"When I was young, I was arrogant. When I saw people secretly raising prices, I couldn't help but point it out and make some sarcastic remarks. The matter became a big deal at the time, and the store couldn't continue to operate. I was criticized by thousands of people. I won't go into details about the consequences, but in short, the shopkeeper's sick father who was bedridden had no money for medicine. In the end, you still had to step in to clean up the mess, but I still felt indignant. It was obvious that I did nothing wrong. It was indeed the other party who cheated me first.

Is it good intention to reveal the deception? Of course it is. But is it bad consequence to cut off people's medicine money? Of course it is. Good intention leads to bad result. Am I right or wrong?"

Cui Nan's smile softened. "I was right, but the problem is that I was only half right. The vendor was wrong, but he was also only half wrong. You can't be right all the time, and you can't let the wrong go either. So Mr. went to the government and had the vendor beaten with more than a dozen boards. Then he paid for all the medicine himself. As a result, our group of brothers ate steamed buns for half a month, and Mr. held a piece of fermented bean curd in his mouth for a long time, but he didn't do the disgusting thing of spitting it out to taste it again.

There is no absolute right or wrong, so interests and righteousness are not absolute either. Cutting them in half and setting them in opposition to each other is too narrow-minded. From that time on, I felt that I should look at things from a different perspective. The mainstream Confucianism advocates virtue, and especially praises the stories of certain sages, who live in a humble alley with only a basket of rice and a pot of water to drink, but are still happy. But what if his father is sick? How can the child pay for private school? Relying on a basket of rice and a pot of water? It is impossible. It is arrogant to demand that everyone be a sage.

Leading people with benefits and reconciling them with justice is one of the basic tones of doing things. It is neither biased towards profiteering nor towards suffering. There are few ways to have both in the world, so there is a meaning for the existence of saints and sages. "

Behind the two of them, Wu Huoyue's brows tightened and relaxed from time to time, and he asked:
"Mr. Cui, if there are two roads with one person and ten thousand people on each, and the carriage is bound to run over one of them, what would you choose if you were the one driving the carriage?"

Cui Nan looked gentle and replied, "You really have evil intentions. The word 'inevitable' comes first, which means that the person who asked the question made the mistake first. This involves the order of our context. If you are helpless and can only follow the rules, then you are actually considering whether to save one person or ten thousand people. Don't think that you killed the people on the road, because it is not your fault. On the contrary, both of your choices are right. You have the opportunity to patch up the worst result. Isn't it worth celebrating? As for how to do it specifically, how to distinguish between right and more right, it depends on the individual, the situation, the relationship, and the value. I tell you my answer, you will probably think I am indifferent. In short, any choice is fine. Since you are not wrong, the accusations of people who make different choices are like rootless duckweed, and you don't need to care about it." Wu Huoyue asked again, "What if you save everyone on both roads, or replace the person lying down yourself."

Cui Nan lost interest in talking to her.

Jiang Yuan turned around with a calm expression, "Putting your hopes on a loophole in the rules, thinking that the person who set the question is an idiot, and trying to be clever to deceive yourself, if you have this kind of thought, it's better not to ask, think, or answer. This question itself is based on the fact that the person who set the question has an absolute power advantage over you. You are stronger than the person who set the question, so why answer? The problem is that there will always be a person who set the question who is stronger than you. Sooner or later, you will have no choice but to fall into the quagmire of what is called a loophole but is actually a trap. When you see Lu in the future, just be a coward and see if I have time to pass the sword to you."

Seeing that someone was still willing to talk, Wu Huoyue breathed a sigh of relief, then asked bravely:
"What if it's Master?"

Cui Nan smiled when he heard this, and said with a strange smile, "Your master is a careless person. This question doesn't fall on his mind. The person who asks the question gives the question in the last second, and your master throws the answer in the person's face in the next second. Although he has a lot of thoughts, he doesn't think about it at all, and there are answers as soon as there is a question. As for what he thinks, it is probably just random thoughts. Any cultivator will envy him. It is really different from deliberately suppressing others."

While chatting along the way, Cui Nan realized that someone quite recognized this disciple, but just didn't want to teach him because it was too troublesome, so he simply held his nose and answered all the questions.

Walking out of the street, Wu Huoyue had unknowingly reached the bottleneck of the Vajra Realm. A first-grade martial artist focuses on the soul, and the loopholes and weaknesses therein are repaired one by one, gradually feeding back to the body, until he reaches the Half-Step Finger Profound.

“Fight, communicate your body and soul and you’ll get over it.” Cui Nan wiped the sweat from his forehead. If it weren’t for his vague memory, he was sure that his complete self would not have such good patience. He should have been worried when he saw a fool, so he didn’t even look at him.

“Too pulpy.”

Jiang Yuan grabbed his disciple's head and forcibly beat him back to the initial stage of Vajra.

"Thank you, Master, Mr. Cui." Wu Huoyue clasped his fists seriously.

"A white complexion can conceal a hundred flaws." Cui Nan shook his head and laughed. The four words "respect teachers and honor learning" are really better than any kind of clumsiness.

In the center of Xiangyang City, the arenas set up by various major sects are extremely lively. This is the front line against Western Chu and Southern Tang. A large number of people from the martial arts world have poured in. However, twenty years ago, the martial arts world was still helping Western Chu resist Li Yang. Now the orthodoxy of the two is reversed, involving a mysterious fate and destiny.

(End of this chapter)