Why do we need to know how high the sky is?

Yang Xuan felt that this was enough to satisfy him. He couldn't help but think of the so-called novels in the scrolls.

On the second floor, the man in Tsing Yi walked outside a room and was about to knock on the door.

call out!

The door opened without any wind, and then something flew out. The man in green just hit it, and he fainted with a hiccup.

When the thing fell to the ground, it turned out to be nothing.

Yang Xuan quickly stood by the door so that he could avoid the inexplicable attack.

A man's voice came from inside, and Yang Xuan felt very narcissistic.

"If the army is weak, the country will be weak. The army is the foundation of the country."

Another voice made Yang Xuan feel quite calm, "No, the foundation of a country is morality. If everyone is honest, the world will be governed!"

"It's over! It's over! It's over! Your words are over!"

"You are so quibbling..."

The debate between the two became more and more intense.

A voice outside the door said cautiously: "Actually... there are other foundations."

The two people in the room snorted coldly and looked outside the door, but there was no one there.

"Is there any other foundation? Let me tell you."

The voice outside the door was louder, "Food."

The two people in the room couldn't help laughing. The man who was judged as narcissistic by Yang Xuan stroked his beard and smiled, "Why?"

The voice outside the door became more confident, "A person with a solid warehouse knows etiquette; a person with enough food and clothing knows honor and disgrace."

This is the knowledge in the scroll, and Yang Xuan feels that it is particularly reasonable.

Why is no one talking?

Yang Xuan peeked inside and saw two men sitting blankly. Seeing him peeking his head in, they all said, "You can be my teacher!"

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Chapter completed!