Heirs of the Seven Swords of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 1247 The so-called people who are barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes
  With such an argument, it should be said that Gongsun Linglong is worthy of his surname, and he really carries out his sophistry to the end... It's no wonder that all the more sophisticated sects nowadays are unwilling to debate with famous people.

There is no benefit in winning the debate - you won't gain much face by winning against a famous person whose reputation is no longer good, and sophistry questions can't improve your knowledge and earn you no face.

On the contrary, if you lose the argument, you have to use your own fame as a stepping stone for famous people...

Returning to the topic, Gongsun Linglong, who had won seven games in a row, was proudly shaking the mask used as a folding fan in his hand, leaning next to a pure white horse, still wearing the same pretentious and coquettish look, which made the Confucian disciples present very impressed. Fire - both irritating and disturbing.

However, Gongsun Linglong didn't care about the angry glares of the Confucian disciples, she felt that she had already won.

In the seventh debate, Gongsun Linglong brought out the ancestral theory of "a white horse is not a horse"... and a white horse that she said was an ancestral white horse, and easily won the victory.

Just like her ancestor, Gongsun Long, easily defended himself, she once again regained the lost glory of the Gongsun family!

She even used the incident of King Chu's missing bow to refute the Confucian disciples!
  This moment is just like that moment!
  Gongsun Linglong is convinced that she can follow in the footsteps of her ancestors...

Let the Gongsun family be great again!

When he thought of this, Gongsun Linglong's big mouth couldn't help but curl up behind his ears.

Next, she was not going to change the topic of the debate, and made up her mind to win the victory completely by relying on the white horse and the non-horse, and let the Confucians lose to the famous experts again.

Fu Nian and his junior brother Yan Lu looked at each other, quite speechless.

To be honest, they don't have any way to break this situation...or maybe they do, but it's not convenient to use.

After so many years of research and introspection, all sects that have experienced the sophistry of famous masters have realized one truth - reasoning is the most useless behavior in the face of sophistry!
  If you want to win, you have to be more unreasonable than the famous people...or you can choose to show your fists and use physics.

Just like Gongsun Long, although he can argue against hundreds of masters, he still has to pay his dues when faced with the guards who won't argue with him.

Among the people present, whether it was the leader Fu Nian, the second oldest Yan Lu, or the third oldest Zhang Liang, they were all sure to use similar sophistry to refute Gongsun Linglong.

But no!

They can't play.

Nominally, Fu Nian is the head of the Confucian school, and Yan Lu and Zhang Liang are his equals.

But Gongsun Linglong is only the designated heir of the Gongsun family, not the leader of a famous family, there is a gap of a generation!
  There is no hierarchy among Confucianists and famous people, so Fu Nian does not need to take the airs of his elders in front of Gongsun Linglong, but if he or his junior brothers are to bully the younger ones in person, or use sophistry to bully them, then It’s impossible.

Confucianism would rather lose the argument than lose this person.

The younger disciples below did not take this into account, but Confucianism has never taught people to use tricks during debates. They are all upright.

Therefore, it is basically impossible for these disciples to think of doing this... Even if they cleverly think of using poison to fight poison to deal with Gongsun Linglong, they may not be able to figure it out for a while.

Unless the three of them give some advice...but that obviously won't work either.

So... just admit defeat?

Fu Nian didn't care about winning or losing a debate, especially a debate with a famous person.

After all, a gentleman has nothing to argue about, and debate is not an archery competition.

And to be honest, even if a disciple defeated Gongsun Linglong through sophistry, he wouldn't think it was a shameful thing.

Sophistry is, after all, a misguided approach, a trivial trick that doesn't stand up to the public eye.

He did not want his disciples to waste their energy on sophistry because of a temporary dispute.

But just when Fu Nian decided to give up the argument, Zhang Liang cast his eyes over and signaled that he didn't need to worry.

Fu Nian's brows twitched slightly.

If it was Zhang Liang... He had no doubt that his junior brother had already made arrangements that would definitely win this debate.

But Fu Nian was not very happy, because he had a vague feeling that it might not be a good thing. Perhaps Zhang Liang will set up a trap that is far more serious than losing the argument...

………………

There is an inn on the second floor of Songhai.

As Thief Zhi continued to talk, Master Ban and the others once again focused their attention on the three wooden boards in the bag left by Zhang Liang.

The focus is on the second piece, the one with a horse.

Gai Nie said in a deep voice, "It seems that this second painting should refer to today's debate."

Master Ban stroked his beard and nodded, "It seems that Mr. Zhang Liang has long known that Li Si intends to invite Gongsun Linglong to deal with Confucianism."

Although Gongsun Linglong was definitely not in Songhai when Zhang Liang left the tips, and even Li Si people probably didn't come to Songhai, the famous master was still ranked first among the hundreds of scholars. Even as the prime minister, he wanted to invite Gongsun. The actual head of the family now is not a matter of a simple sentence.

It must be done long in advance, and it is not unusual for Zhang Liang to find out the news through certain channels.

Of course, the specific source of Zhang Liang’s information is an unspeakable topic. Who knows whether it is related to...

Anyway, this is not important for now.

"Hey, stop talking about this!" Cook Ding waved his hand with dizzy eyes, "Just listening to Xiao Zhi's talk, I feel like my mind is filled with horses, horses, horses... endless horses!"

“I feel like I wouldn’t recognize a horse standing in front of me now!”

Gao Jianli answered in a solemn voice, "Although I knew it was an unreasonable sophistry at first glance, I couldn't find any way to refute her..."

The snow girl followed, "Yes, every sentence sounds reasonable at first glance, but the final conclusion is so ridiculous..."

Sledgehammer folded his arms and muttered, "Horse, horse, horse, horse... all horses!"

"I don't care whether the white horse is a horse or not. I only know one thing now!"

"What's going on?" Thief Zhi, who had gone through the whole process, was not surrounded by horses one after another at this moment, and asked with interest.

Sledgehammer stretched out a finger, "Then it's best not to see this woman!"

"I'm no longer curious about her appearance. I just want to stay away from her."

"If I really can't avoid it, I will choose to use my fist as soon as possible to stop her from opening her mouth!"

"If I let her say anything, I feel like I will be annoyed by her!"

"Uh...that makes sense!" Chef Ding scratched his head, grinned, and agreed.

Gao Jianli looked at Gai Nie at this time and said hesitantly, "Mr. Gai..."

"Commander Gao has something to say, but it's okay to say it." Gai Nie raised his hand and responded.

"Then I'm presumptuous." Gao Jianli nodded slightly and immediately asked, "I have always heard that Zongheng strategists are the best at strategies and are also eloquent and eloquent. I wonder if Mr. Gai can deal with this Gongsun Linglong?"

It sounds like Gao Jianli is looking for trouble, but he is really just curious and wants to know if there is a way to refute this theory that the white horse is not a horse.

Among all the people present, the one who is most likely to have a solution is Gai Nie, a high-ranking disciple.

Facing this question, Gai Nie showed a rare hint of embarrassment. After a long silence, he shook his head and replied:

"I can only say that if Gai had to argue with her, he would choose to admit defeat."

Gai Nie didn't say the reason, so Gao Jianli and others naturally wouldn't ask.

(End of this chapter)