Zhuang Zhou: "How about you come and talk to him in person?"

Chen Sheng drinks Coke tactically, and is ready to face the saint in the face!

He was indeed a little afraid of Saint Kong.

But this kind of fear is not the kind of fear of strong enemies and enemies.

It is similar to the fear that a naughty child would have to face his parents after doing something wrong.

He secretly tampered with the essence of Confucianism, of course he had his own reasons, and his reasons could be called selfless.

But no matter how legitimate the reason is, it does not mean that you can distort other people's life-long efforts.

There is a saying, although Chen Sheng does not completely agree with all the ideas of Confucianism.

But he was not absolutely opposed to Confucian culture.

In the era when Chen Sheng grew up in his previous life, Confucian culture had infiltrated into the blood of Chinese civilization over the course of history.

No one can deny that as long as you are Chinese, no matter whether you have systematically and proactively studied Confucian culture, you have passively received some influence from Confucian culture.

Of course, no culture can be without its dross and limitations of the times.

Confucian culture is naturally no exception.

Everyone also has the freedom and right to follow the program and culture they support.

But Chen Sheng has always believed that people who are completely opposed to all Confucian culture...even if they cannot be said to be either stupid or bad, they are somewhat suspected of being related to interests.

Chen Sheng's attitude towards Confucian culture determined his attitude towards Confucius.

He will not be like those Confucian scholars who regard Confucian culture as the most truthful sayings and life creeds, mindlessly worshiping the sage Confucius, saying it when he opens his mouth and saying it when he shuts up.

But he also came from the bottom of his heart, respecting Saint Kong as he respected his elders.

This kind of respect even gave him a groundless belief that even if he did something wrong, Saint Kong would not really hurt him, at most...that is, beat him up.

Yes, just like a naughty kid who dares to do something even though he knows he can't do it. The worst he can do is get beaten up in a mixed doubles match...

This may be the teaching of Confucius.

For example, no one would dare to face the First Emperor and Great Ancestor, Emperor Hongwu of the Tang Dynasty, with such a generous attitude.

It's not that these emperors are not great, but everyone knows that if they piss them off, they really dare to kill people!

…

Chen Sheng waited for a long time, but what he finally waited for was not the arrival of Saint Kong, but a roll of bamboo slips, a roll of bamboo slips that covered the sky and the sun!

I saw that roll of bamboo slips falling from the sky and slowly unfolding in the high sky of the dreamland, like a bead curtain, hanging down thousands of lines of powerful Confucian essence ink marks, covering the entire dreamland.

Look carefully, among these ink marks of Confucian essence, there is actually the meaning of "Wang Yu" such as "I know the way to your house in the morning, and I will beat you to death in the afternoon"!

Zhuang Zhou looked around and muttered speechlessly: "Isn't this deceiving one's ears and stealing the bell..."

After a pause, he said seriously: "Confucius enveloped this space with his fundamental Confucianism, isolating Yin and Yang, and confusing the five elements. All calculations and deductions cannot predict what is going on here. Those unspeakable words can be revealed.

As I said, if you have any doubts, feel free to ask, and I will tell you whatever I can. But what I say will only reach your ears. Do not mention it to a third person, otherwise, it will cause unforeseen consequences.

Foreknowledge of disaster!”

Chen Sheng nodded with a confused look on his face and signaled, "You can continue talking."

Zhuang Zhou: "Where did Confucius want to invite you to become the third ancestor of Confucianism? You know better than anyone else, so I won't mention it for now. What I want to say is that Confucius wanted to invite you to become a Han Dynasty.

It’s my business!”

"This matter is not what you think. It is an attempt to use your power as a great man to promote the essence of Confucianism. Some trivial matters are not worthy of the dignity of a humane saint, so that you, a great man, can bow down to me."

"He wants to join your Han Dynasty and become a Han minister. He wants to use your luck as a Han Dynasty to break through the realm of a saint and achieve the status of a human emperor!"

Chen Sheng was stunned for a moment. For a moment, he felt that there were too many flaws to vomit.

He looked at the thousands of ink stains floating around him again, and after pondering for two breaths, he said again: "Are you sure you can say anything?"

Zhuang Zhou stroked his beard and nodded slightly: "There are some things you can say that I, old man, cannot say. If you can't say it, I won't say it."

Chen Sheng understood clearly and went straight to the point: "The saint realm and human emperor realm you always talk about are the realms of cultivation?"

Zhuang Zhou: "Of course!"

Chen Sheng: "I just know that after cultivating the artistic conception, one becomes a master, and after a master, one becomes a great master. Does it mean that after the great master, one becomes a saint? What's the difference?"

Zhuang Zhou first nodded and agreed with his statement, and then explained: "The master establishes words, the great master performs meritorious deeds, the saint establishes virtues, words and deeds are in the same field, merits benefit the present generation, and virtues last forever!"

Chen Sheng suddenly thought about it and asked: "What is the difference between the Naya Saint Realm and the Saint Realm?"

Zhuang Zhou opened his hand, and a scroll of bamboo slips appeared out of thin air in his palm. He patted Chen Sheng's head gently and said angrily: "Are you here to learn scriptures from my old man's house?"

Chen Sheng smiled coquettishly and said, "Are you asking me to have some doubts, or are you just asking?"

After Zhuang Zhou pondered for a few breaths, he said: "Virtues are not divided into big or small, but have different orientations. It is virtue to hang a pot to help the world, it is virtue to enrich the country and bring peace to the people, it is also virtue to educate the world, and the way of heaven and humanity is the way of all living beings. I seek my own way!"

"oh……"

Chen Sheng raised his voice and looked at Zhuang Zhou with strange eyes, thinking, "No wonder you can't beat Kong Sage. You know every day that Kun is so big that it can't be stewed in a pot. How can you compare to this person who is tireless in destroying people?"

Zhuang Zhouyi raised his hand, and two bamboo slips were slapped on Chen Sheng's head: "Hey, how dare you slander your elders?"

Chen Sheng rolled his eyes at him... He actually hid, but he couldn't hide at all. There was something about this old boy!

"Let's get back to the point!"

Chen Sheng reached out and touched the eucalyptus table in front of him, and two steaming red robes appeared on the eucalyptus table. He pushed one of them towards Zhuang Zhou: "What do you mean by the realm of the human emperor? I always thought that human beings

Being an emperor is a status and profession, but is it also a state of cultivation?"

Zhuang Zhou picked up the tea cup with bright eyes and couldn't wait to take a sip, with a look of satisfaction on his face... Although this place was transformed by his power, it was actually Chen Sheng's dream. In Chen Sheng's absence,

Before realizing that this place was his home court, Zhuang Zhou could capture one or two superficial emotions from Chen Sheng's mind and turn them into physical objects. However, after Chen Sheng realized that this place was his home court, Zhuang Zhou could no longer get past Chen Sheng's mind.

Will forcefully transformed Chen Sheng's mood into a physical object.

Therefore, Chen Sheng could only take the initiative to invite him to taste this Dahongpao.

"Your point of view is not wrong."

Zhuang Zhou sipped the tea and said unhurriedly: "But do you know that before King Wen demoted himself to ninety-nine positions, there were so many emperors in the Xia and Shang dynasties, but there were still only three emperors and five emperors who could truly be called human emperors.

?”

Chen Sheng was stunned for several breaths before he asked uncertainly: "Not enough merit?"

Zhuang Zhou nodded with satisfaction: "You can teach me!"

Chen Sheng frowned and scratched his forehead, his thoughts becoming more and more confused: "Then as long as you have enough merit, can you forcibly become an emperor? Don't you need to be respected by all nine states?"

Zhuang Zhou glanced at him and muttered: "Actually, we are not sure about this. Logically speaking, all nine states need to respect each other. But obviously, you cannot give up the world to Confucius. We can only

Can find another way!"

Chen Sheng noticed a key word: "I'll wait?"

Zhuang Zhou thought for a while and said bluntly: "Confucius took the lead, my old man, Guiguzi Wang Chan, and his grandson worked together. Mencius suppressed Confucian luck on behalf of Confucius as a backup."

Good guy!

Chen Sheng called out to him, "Good guys, you have wiped out all the giants from hundreds of schools of thought, right?"

Huh?

Chen Sheng: “Where is I?”

As soon as he finished speaking, thousands of ink stains around him vibrated and glowed brightly.

Zhuang Zhou lowered his head to drink tea, but Quan pretended not to hear.

Chen Sheng suddenly said: "Oh, this can't be said, right?"

Zhuang Zhou still said nothing.

Chen Sheng followed the good example and quickly changed his mind: "Then can you tell me what kind of alternative path you have found?"

Zhuang Zhou then put down the tea cup in his hand and slowly said: "Kyuzhou is not only the Jiuzhou of you princes, but also the Jiuzhou of hundreds of families. The princes command the people of Jiuzhou, and the hundreds of families educate the people of Jiuzhou, each doing his own way and performing his own duties.

The common respect of nine states cannot be forced, but the confluence of hundreds of schools can be given a try, and Confucius was a man who lived for thousands of years and had the closest virtue to become an emperor. Moreover, he was originally a descendant of the Yin and Shang clan, and he had the legacy of the Yin and Shang...

Even if no one can achieve the status of a human emperor, even if it takes another thousand years, no one can achieve the status of a human emperor!"

"Of course, we are just giving it a try. Humanity has been declining for a long time. Like a pond that has dried up, how can the fish survive?"

Chen Sheng rubbed his temples, feeling that there was too much information and his brain was a little exhausted.

After a while, he roughly sorted out his thoughts and said: "The last two questions, first, why have you caused so many troubles? Don't tell me, you are just to open up a way forward for our Kyushu human race to practice!

"

Zhuang Zhou raised his dead eyes and glanced at him: "Why, you don't have any idea?"

Chen Sheng looked confused: "Why should I know so well?"

Zhuang Zhou: "Have you forgotten that at the beginning of the year on the shore of the East China Sea, who blocked the body of Emperor Jun for you? And who blocked Emperor Jun's distraction for you?"

"I don't want to hear that!"
To be continued...