Gu Xun turned his head and looked through the window at the emerald green bamboo forest outside. Although he had nothing to worry about, he immediately felt a little relieved.
Sure enough, one has to look at some green from time to time.
After alleviating the non-existent eye fatigue, Gu Xuncai responded, "Heaven has its own rules...but people can't. Seniors should understand this."
"It's just that there have been some changes in my thoughts."
"If seniors are worried that I am targeting Confucianism, there is no need to do so. Dealing with Confucianism is mainly Li Si's intention, or the emperor's intention. I have no intention of destroying Confucianism."
"Of course, I also have my own ideas."
"Haha..." Xunzi smiled and waved his hand, "The Imperial Master misunderstood, I am not worried about this."
"I've said it before, I don't care about the future of Confucianism, because I can't change anything. It doesn't matter whether the empire wants to deal with Confucianism or the quicksand wants to deal with Confucianism."
"If Zhou loses his deer, the whole world will chase him away!"
"It has been hundreds of years since the princes united and the world has been in chaos. The situation of disputes has created the glory of the contention of a hundred schools of thought."
"Many schools of thought have been born and grown in the past few hundred years, but there are also many that have perished and been destroyed in the process. If Confucianism also leads to this ending, I can only accept it."
"Asking this question is just out of curiosity. You have to understand the curiosity of a nearly 100-year-old man who is idle all day long."
"...Okay." That's what the old man said, so of course Gu Xun could only understand.
Of course, he didn't care what Xunzi knew or what he told Xunzi.
They're just trivial details that don't matter.
The general trend is the most important thing. As powerful as Confucianism or other schools of thought, they can only be carried forward by the general trend and cannot struggle.
"However, senior, I have to remind you something." Gu Xun added, "I have no intention of destroying Confucianism, but I will not protect Confucianism either."
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"The outcome of Little Saint Xian Manor probably depends on the abilities of Head Fu Nian and the others."
In response to this, Xunzi waved his hands as if he didn't care.
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"Since everyone here has been defeated, now..."
In the reception room of Little Saint Xian Manor, Gongsun Linglong waved her mask, secretly and openly peeping at the beautiful man opposite with her lewd eyes, and chuckled.
She is forcing Fu Nian, the head of Confucianism, to announce that Confucianism has lost the debate.
Of course, it is too much to say that it is force. Confucian disciples who are somewhat confident in debate have all failed, and there is no point in not admitting defeat.
Fu Nian obviously had no intention of holding on to the end. He didn't really care about winning or losing in this debate, but he just wanted to lose some face.
Although for Confucians, the issue of face is by no means a trivial matter, but in these troubled times, it may not be a bad thing to try to keep a low profile.
However, he did not admit defeat as Gongsun Linglong wanted, because of the look in Zhang Liang's eyes just now.
Since his junior brother has already made arrangements, as the head, Fu Nian cannot dismantle the situation for him first.
Zhang Liang did not hesitate for too long, and said at the right time, "Mr. Gongsun, don't be anxious, there are still Confucian disciples who want to ask for advice."
"Oh?" Gongsun Linglong's eyes lit up, wishing to release the green light. She was not angry that Zhang Liang blocked her victory, but asked excitedly, "It turns out to be Mr. Zhang San... You also want to compete with the little girl.
?"
The lines are normal, but her coquettish tone makes people feel that she is sexually harassing.
The faces of the Confucian disciples opposite turned a bit pale.
I was depressed after losing the argument, and had to face this fat piece of meat that was showing off, but in the end, this ugly guy still had to evolve!
It’s getting more and more difficult to bear!
Zhang Liang had long been accustomed to Gongsun Linglong's lethality. His expression remained unchanged and he replied with a slight smile, "Sir, I misunderstood. I'm not the one here, but I'm still a junior disciple."
With that said, Zhang Liang shouted outside, "Ziming, come in!"
Ziming?
This title aroused confusion among the Confucian disciples present.
In their impression, their sect seems to have... no one with this name, right?
Xiaoshengxianzhuang, as a Confucian holy land, naturally has a large number of disciples, but this is only a number corresponding to this era.
In fact, the total number of students is only a few hundred, which is incomparable with schools in later generations that often have tens of thousands.
At this order of magnitude, it is unrealistic to say that all Confucian disciples know each other, but the small group of people with outstanding talents and knowledge basically understand each other.
They had never heard the name Ziming before and had no impression of it.
But seeing that all the disciples who are proficient in debate were defeated, the Third Master wouldn't call in an ordinary disciple who was incompetent?
Full of doubts, these outstanding Confucian disciples remained calm on their faces, but there was more curiosity in their eyes, wondering who Zi Ming was, whom the Third Master had obviously placed high hopes on.
Fu Nian, who is at the top, has more questions in his mind than the disciples below, because he clearly knows the name of every student of Little Sage Village.
Ziming...is not from Xiaoshengxian Village at all!
But it was impossible for him to question Zhang Liang in public. He could only pretend to be nonchalant like other disciples.
Under the attention of everyone, Tianming... no, it should be said that Ziming walked in crookedly. A Confucian disciple wearing green clothes walked in carelessly and without any posture.
It can be seen that he seems to be uncomfortable with the clothes on his body and the shoes on his feet. His walking posture is completely awkward. He looks less like a Confucian disciple and more like a street wanderer.
Fu Nian frowned involuntarily when he saw it.
It doesn't matter whether this kid wins or not, Gongsun Linglong, but this outfit, this posture... He can't bear it!
But Fu Nian must endure it.
Teaching disciples a lesson in front of outsiders... Even if it is false, it cannot be done at this time.
However, Fu Nian’s reaction was greater, and Li Si’s reaction on the other side was even greater.
Ever since he entered the Little Sage Village, he has maintained a gentle smile on his face, but for the first time, he has a frown on his face.
This boy... looks so familiar!
Li Si didn't care about the inappropriate behavior of a Confucian disciple, but he felt that this face seemed a bit familiar.
But this is definitely the first time he has met this young man?
Li Si thought about it for a while, but couldn't connect Tianming's face with the portrait he had seen.
It's been a while since he saw Tianming's portrait, so he naturally forgot a lot without deliberately remembering it.
As for why he didn't remember Tianming's appearance... it's simple, because Ying Zheng didn't allow it!
Ever since Tianming appeared, Ying Zheng has been trying to catch him.
But in this matter, he maintained a considerable degree of restraint - letting as few people as possible know about Tianming's existence.
Those big-headed soldiers who only know how to obey orders don't matter, as many people know as they want, but the more extraordinary the identity of the person, the more unwilling Ying Zheng is to let them know about Tianming's existence and understand Tianming's specialness... unless he can't hide it.
Live.
This is understandable, as he is worried that others will cause trouble for him.
As Li Si's prime minister, Ying Zheng certainly couldn't completely hide it, so he knew about Tianming's existence and also knew that the emperor wanted to get this young man.
However, Ying Zheng also expressed his attitude on this matter to Li Si, so this powerful prime minister always adhered to his duty and did not dare to cross the line. He even only saw Tianming's portrait a few times.
Very familiar.
After all, the brush painting is different from the real thing, so it is not so easy to recognize.
