At this moment, Zhao Lingfei ignored the gazes around her.
She shook her head and said bluntly:
"Sir's words... Well, the Taoist friend's words in your mouth cannot convince Concubine Ling."
Tao Yuanran smiled even more and said with a kind face: "Miss Zhao, can you tell me why?"
Liu Kongyi in the back row couldn't help but frown, glanced sideways at the woman who was attracting the most attention on the court, and looked away.
Zhao Lingfei pondered for a moment.
"Sir, it seems that you have confused one fact. Confucian scholars admire morality, justice, and etiquette. It is not because they admire it that the world loses morality, benevolence, justice, and etiquette. It is because people in the world lack morality, justice, etiquette, and etiquette that they promote it. This is why
It is Confucian scholars who are promising."
"Sir, I said before that the Xuanhuang world is gradually becoming chaotic and heading towards a world of great chaos. However, the more etiquette and music are destroyed, the more the Confucian scholars must uphold the etiquette and music, and the more the Moxia Xia must uphold chivalry!"
"This relationship cannot be ignored."
The beads in Tao Yuanran's hand stopped for a moment, his eyes showed admiration, and he looked at the woman with autumn eyes standing like a sword among the autumn leaves.
And if this Taoist gentleman knew that Concubine Zhao Ling had just wanted to clear up the confusion.
You can't help but admire this woman for her pure swordsmanship and delicate spiritual intelligence. She is worthy of being the most talented person among Xiaoyao Mansion's talented people, and her future is uncertain.
Outside the open space, a young Confucian scholar who was about to leave stared at the back of the woman on the field and rubbed his face.
He suddenly felt that he still didn't understand everything about Qingjun.
Although the two grew up together as children and had a deep love for each other, they were separated for several years and had misunderstandings for several years.
Although the jade has been returned, the misunderstanding on the wedding night has been resolved, and now I am holding each other's hand, with love in my eyes, but after all, they have only been together for a few months.
At this moment, Zhao Rong felt that there was a side to Qingjun that he had never seen before.
Well, so is Xiao Qianer.
Although he is often childish in front of Zhao Rong, but occasionally some words and actions will make his eyelids jump. How can this girl even understand this? What a wild way...
Sometimes Xiao Qian'er's cleverness can also give Zhao Rong a headache.
Therefore, it seems that there are many sides of Qingjun and Qianer that he has not seen before. It is not that they deliberately concealed anything, but that Zhao Rong has not yet explored...
He glanced at Qingjun's tall figure again, and heard her clear and decisive voice in his ears.
Zhao Rong felt that he should find a chance to talk to them when he had time...
At this moment, inside the pavilion.
Tao Yuanran nodded lightly, "Miss Zhao is right, and I am not confused at all."
He said slowly:
"People's hearts are no longer ancient, and the world is slipping into chaos. It is an indisputable fact. Because when the great road is ruined, there is benevolence and righteousness. When relatives are in discord, there is filial piety. When a country is in chaos, there are honest ministers..."
When the world begins to promote benevolence and righteousness and educate benevolence and righteousness, it is often when the world is in chaos and lacks benevolence and righteousness. Because it is unbenevolent and unjust, we promote benevolence and righteousness and educate benevolence and righteousness.
Tao Yuanran was speaking in earnest, but his words suddenly changed.
"Therefore, if you give up wisdom and arguments, the people will benefit a hundredfold; if you give up hypocrisy and deceit, the people will be filial and compassionate; if you give up cleverness and profit, there will be no thieves."
Abandon wisdom and argument, the people can get a hundred times the benefits; abandon hypocrisy, the people can restore their filial and loving nature; abandon cleverness, and thieves will naturally disappear.
The old man Nanhua Guan spoke vigorously.
"The rivers are exhausted but the valleys are empty; the hills are barren but the deeps are real. The saint is dead and the great thieves cannot afford it, and the world is peaceful for no reason! Even if you value the saint and rule the world, you will be a big thief who values profits."
The valleys with dried up streams look particularly empty, and the flattened hills and deep pools look particularly substantial.
If the saint dies, then the thieves will not rise again, and the world will be peaceful without changes. If the whole society uses the saint to govern the world, then this will also bring the greatest benefit to the thieves.
As soon as Tao Yuanran finished speaking, the entire bamboo forest suddenly stopped, and every leaf was like a nail nailed to the wooden board, motionless.
The next second.
The old man Nan Huaguan in the pavilion spoke one word at a time.
"Unless the saint dies, there will be no more robbers!"
Hua Hua Hua————
Susu————
The whole bamboo forest exploded, like an old bellows, blowing out a noisy and uneasy wind.
Fallen leaves are all over the sky, just like a goddess scattering flowers, falling one after another.
Everyone was dressed in fancy clothes and their sleeves were fluttering.
Zhao Lingfei was still stuck in place like a sharp sword.
Her silk stockings and skirt were not blown up and did not move at all. Only the purple ribbon hanging from her black hair fluttered in the wind.
Immediately, the ribbon at the flying end of 'Qingjing' faintly revealed half of its body.
Like a cat's tail, it turns into a hazy purple gas.
As it blows in the wind, it outlines the shape of the wind.
After the old man in the pavilion uttered those seemingly rebellious words, he sat motionless on the ground like a statue.
All the students present could not help but open their eyes wide and look at this Taoist gentleman who had come all the way to Wangquezhou.
Is this... calling a saint?
A saint can also disguise himself as a thief in heaven and earth?
Many students in the government were shocked.
The saints of the Xuanhuang race are those who are involved in the fate of the human race and influence the general trend of the world. They are all powerful in the seventh realm or above.
And... Taoism also has saints.
Get tougher and scold them together?
The fallen leaves, stirring in the autumn wind, rustled down again.
There seem to be more autumn leaves.
It covered the open space and fell on the shoulders of the students. At the same time, there was also a bamboo leaf with withered yellow edges and emerald green in the middle, which fell between the blue silk hair of Zhao Lingfei.
Concubine Zhao Ling was like a three-foot green sword, not moving at all.
Her beautiful eyebrows were slightly condensed, her autumn eyes were lightly closed, and her lacquer-like eyes were lowered.
He seemed to be deep in thought.
On the withered face of Tao Yuanran in the pavilion, a pair of old, dull eyes looked past the shoulders of the stunning woman with purple hair who stood quietly in the open space.
At this moment, the whole place was quiet.
No one said anything, and the students even breathed softly, fearing to disturb the conversation between the old man and the woman.
There was only the monotonous sound of falling leaves in the open space.
No, there was a little muttering.
"Hey, silly lady, what's there to argue about..."
This muttering, which seemed to belong to a man's voice, came from unknown sources. In the silent air at this time, it was amplified particularly clearly and fell into everyone's ears.
Everyone was stunned.
Tao Yuanran's smile became even wider.
Zhao Lingfei's eyes suddenly opened.
Zhao Qian'er straightened her waist, and her originally pouty little face suddenly became energetic. If it weren't for the fact that there were so many Xiaoyao Mansion disciples on the scene at this moment, and the little girl was so shy and wanted to maintain her image, she would have turned around.
Just when everyone on the field was stunned and had different expressions.
"A piece of peach land, two villages are adjacent to each other, chickens and dogs hear each other, and the people will not interact with each other until old age and death."
In the bamboo forest, there are young Confucian scholars stepping on the fallen leaves and walking forward loudly.
"Is this what the noble sect wants, a simple world without saints, no thieves, no wisdom, no desires?"
Zhao Rong walked past Liu Kongyi, passed by the sword cultivator students who turned their heads one after another, and walked to Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qian'er.
He took a step forward, turned around and raised his head, with his back to Tao Yuanran, facing his wife, who was looking at him with her lips slightly parted and staring at him, suddenly raised his hand, picked off the fallen leaves that were lost between her black hair, and shook his head gently:
"The world's wisdom has been opened, chaos is dead, and simplicity can hardly return."
Tao Yuanran smiled even more when he saw the familiar Confucian scholar outside the pavilion who had been standing at the back for a long time and listened for a long time before finally coming forward.
He turned around and smiled at everyone who came to class today:
"Everyone, this is the little fellow Taoist whom Lao Chan spoke about just now. Some of you must have heard of it. Those words about 'governing by doing nothing' were what he said when he was arguing with Lao Chan at Mount Zhongnan.
"
Tao Yuanran paused, clasped his hands and laughed, "Miss Zhao, those words you just couldn't convince me were all said by your husband."
This old Nanhuaguan man with a withered face smiled so happily for the first time today.
A Taoist gentleman is as childlike as a child.
Liu Kongyi had already stood up when Zhao Rong passed by and looked at him with complicated eyes.
Others on the field looked at the man standing very close in front of Zhao Lingfei, raising his hand to pick leaves and tidy up her hair, with different eyes.