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1460 The battle between the schools

 "In the toilet? All at once?"

It is estimated that even Tang Jian did not expect that this comment full of his bad taste would soon be sent to Chang'an along with Xiao Han's "Song under the Sai".

Then, somehow, this comment "accidentally" spread from the court to the people.

All of a sudden, it caused quite a stir among some groups dominated by literati.

"It's an insult to politeness!"

"How could such a beautiful sentence be born in a filthy place!"

Just as the city was filled with celebrations and countless people took to the streets to celebrate the victory of the Turkic Army, there was a plainly decorated courtyard in the western suburbs of the capital.

Several "old acquaintances" of Cheng Yaojin were beating their chests and accusing an old man in ordinary clothes of Xiao Han, as if this man was so heinous that he should be thrown into a manure pit and succumb to death.

In the yard, the old man who was surrounded was very old! His thin face was full of wrinkles left by the baptism of time, his nose was soft and flat, his teeth were almost gone, and there was no hair visible on the top of his head, only one under his chin.

A sparse beard is gray.

Originally, this kind of appearance should give people a very funny look, but in this old man's body, it seems to be extremely harmonious! No matter who it is, at a glance, what they will see is the energy overflowing from the inside out.

Elegance and calmness!

There are poems and books in his belly, and he is full of energy! This is the best way to describe the old man!

"Haha, boy from the Zheng family, you said that poetry should not be born in a filthy place. Then you burned incense to cleanse your hands, polished your pen and polished your ink. Have you ever written such a good line as 'The bow and knife are covered with heavy snow'?"

After a long time, after several angry old men had finished venting their anger, the old man finally spoke with a smile, his voice soft and gentle, without any hint of old age.

"This... junior has never written this before!" Old Man Zheng was a little stunned and blushed when the old man pointed it out.

Although he was extremely disdainful of the actions of those Sanyuan County Marquises, when it came to this poem, he asked himself that he had written countless things in his life, but none of them could match it.

The old man blinked and seemed very pleased with Mr. Zheng's honesty. He smiled and shook his head and said: "Lotus comes from sludge, but the sludge has not contaminated the lotus at all! When people walk by the lotus pond, they see the graceful lotuses.

You don’t care about the mud at the bottom of the pond. If that’s the case, where do you think the poems come from?”

"I..." Old Man Zheng was ashamed and speechless. When the other old man beside him saw this, he couldn't help but jumped out: "Old Ancestor, the lotus you mentioned is the gentleman among the flowers, but Xiao Han... he himself is

What a dandy! Moreover, this guy behaves badly, has a perverse temper, and steals a high position! He kills people like crazy and is outraged by both humans and gods!"

"Behaving badly and having a perverse temper? Are humans and gods angry? I have lived here in Chang'an for many years and I don't even know. You are far away in Shandong, how did you know about it?"

Seeing the man who jumped out eagerly, the smile on the old man's face gradually disappeared, and a pair of eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate the soul looked at him quietly.

"We...are..." The man hesitated under these eyes and did not answer for a while.

Seeing the appearance of these people, the old man frowned slightly and sighed: "I heard that after you traveled all the way from Shandong to Chang'an, the first thing you did was to find an opportunity to enter the palace?"

"Ahem... We heard that this son was killing people wantonly on the grassland, so we wanted to go to the palace to admonish His Majesty and recall this son to avoid causing trouble again! However, we were framed by this son's accomplices and suffered some injuries.

, it’s even more deplorable that the person who framed me has not been found yet!”

When this matter was mentioned suddenly, several old men immediately felt a burst of shame and anger!

How noble are their status in the family? How many of them have ever been beaten like this before? Moreover, after a severe beating, they were even accused of indecent assault! This is simply more vicious than physical injuries!

During those days of recuperation, several people didn’t know how they survived!

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Just when Mr. Zheng and others were thinking back to that time, gnashing their teeth with hatred and wishing to tear Cheng Yaojin alive, the old man in front of them suddenly laughed, and he looked extremely happy.

"Ancestor, what are you doing?" Several old men came back to their senses in shock and all looked at the old man.

However, the old man still laughed and waved his hands to several people: "It's okay. I just think that man did a good job, but he hit you a little too lightly and didn't wake you up! If I see him, I must tell him well.

He said, hit harder next time! Well, wake up all you bastards!"

"ah???"

Hearing this sentence, Mr. Zheng and others were all petrified! It felt like their brains were a little hard to turn. Could it be that this ancestor of his was an old fool? His elbows were turned outward?

"Ah what? Did I say something wrong?"

At this time, the old man suddenly stopped smiling, pointed at a few people and yelled: "Have you guys stayed at home for too long, and have you even thrown your brains at home? Go and admonish His Majesty, why are you admonishing the Emperor?"

That Xiao Han gave up his comfort and went to the outside of the Great Wall in person, this is great loyalty! Risking his life and death to rescue his compatriots, this is great benevolence! Using three hundred men to fight thousands of enemies, this is great courage! If he is surrounded by the enemy, he never abandons him, this is great justice.

!

You are going to sue him in front of His Majesty for such a loyal, brave and righteous man?! If I were fifty years younger, I wouldn’t have had that man hit you. I would have chopped you with my sword first, saving you from bringing trouble to your family!”

"Loyalty, bravery, benevolence and righteousness?" Several old men were completely confused now. Even if they were sprayed in the face by Tumo Xingzi, no one took action to wipe it off.

They really didn't expect that as the most influential ancestor in the Shandong clan and a saint in the hearts of scholars all over the world! The old man actually spoke so highly of the Marquis of Sanyuan County!

You know, when this old ancestor faced Yang Guang, he didn't even say a word of praise, which made the arrogant Sui Emperor so angry that he left the court for three days and never called the old man again!

"But... my ancestors, this son is still opening a college in Jiangnan and spreading Mohist doctrines. I, a Confucian disciple, went there and suffered all the humiliation."

In the end, someone couldn't help but say what he had been holding in his heart.

As soon as these words came out, everything was explained.

It turns out that it’s not that they dislike Xiao Han, let alone some so-called righteousness!

Everything comes from the most fundamental contradiction between them and Xiao Han, which is also the contradiction between Confucianism and Mohism!

They regarded Xiao Han as the spokesperson of the Mo family, so they hated him so much and wanted to knock him down so much!

Somewhat surprisingly, after hearing these words, the old man didn't show any surprise. He just stood quietly in the courtyard, looking through several juniors with different looks, and finally looked at a persimmon tree in the corner.

.

The leaves of this tree have long since withered, leaving only the messy branches stretching towards the sky, as if they are asking for something or accusing them of something.


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