Zhong Yao's eyes widened and he looked at Cui Yan in front of him. The anger in his heart burned fiercely. He stood up, his face turned red, and said sternly: "Alarmist! Alarmist!!" He shouted twice in succession, Cui Yan had previously established a somewhat good impression on him, but now it completely collapsed, this thief who talks nonsense!
"Perhaps it is. Letting you see the moment when our country is destroyed is our fault, and if you can't see it, I don't expect you to be grateful..."
Cui Yan said hoarsely: "I know the reason why you came all the way from Jingzhou. You are afraid that I can't teach the eldest son of the emperor well. What's wrong with the Gongyang Emperor? Xiaokang, Xiaoxian, as emperors, could they have done the same thing? Isn’t it enough? Why does it attract such hostility from you? I see, you still came here out of selfish motives, you are afraid..."
"You are not worried about your country, you are worried about your own body, because the emperor who was taught by me, Gongyang, will not tolerate your arrogance and will not allow you to act recklessly. He will ignore the family background and attach importance to the talented. Therefore, you are from a wealthy family. On the grounds of family and country, they opposed it with all their strength, as well as those children from poor families. They finally climbed to where they are now, but suddenly they forgot their roots... It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous."
"Mr. Cui is wrong. He is a filial piety, a filial piety, and a wise king through the ages. He is comparable to the people of Yao and Shun. Even if he does not cure Gongyang, it will not affect their great achievements... And what I am worried about is not that my own interests will be damaged. ..I am afraid that this endless war will bring huge disasters to the Han people...I am afraid that the emperor will be arbitrary and will no longer listen to the advice of his ministers. I am afraid that the emperor will do unwise things because of his righteousness of revenge."
Zhong Yao spoke slowly, but he did not back down from Cui Yan's scolding.
Cui Yan's words became more and more fierce. He held a sword in his hand and talked with Zhong Yao about the foundation of the Han Dynasty, the theory of the Three Worlds, and the theory of destiny. , Cui Yan had the upper hand, he spoke faster and faster, Zhong Yao gradually couldn't answer, and seemed a little short of words. It's no wonder.
Zhong Yao served as a local official and dealt with political affairs all day long. He rarely had free time to study hard. However, Cui Yan spent all day in Taixue and never forgot to study. The books in the Han Dynasty Library were his. He has almost finished reading it, and he has not even let go of some miscellaneous books. He will even read Zuo Zhuan, Gu Liang, and even some books that he thinks are very poorly written, and he will read them carefully.
In terms of knowledge storage, it is obvious that Zhong Yao is no longer Cui Yan's opponent.
Zhong Yao gradually became panicked and stammered. He no longer had the same momentum as before. Cui Yan was about to win.
Mao Jie, who was sitting in the audience, couldn't sit still. He thought that with so many great scholars coming here, they could not defeat the old man Cui Yan, but he didn't expect that the old thief Cui Yan was so eloquent. He was amazing and knowledgeable. Seeing him tell some allusions that he had never heard of, Mao Jie panicked. The great scholars from various schools who had come before were defeated one by one. If Zhong Yao was also defeated, only Zhong Yao would be left. He was left alone.
Mao Jie believed that he was no match for Zhong Yao, let alone Cui Yan. If he also lost, what would he do?
That would be a devastating blow to other schools of thought except Gongyang.
No, we absolutely cannot let this happen!
Mao Jie frowned, why don't he appear later?
No, if you don't appear on the stage, others will think that you are afraid of Cui Yan. But what if you do appear on the stage and you lose? How about you go on stage now and fight Cui Yan with Zhong Yao? No, that's it.
People will laugh at you if you do!
Seeing that Zhong Yao was about to be defeated, Mao Jie still couldn't think of any good ideas. At that moment, he felt something rushing into his arms. Mao Jie was stunned. In this night, he seemed to be a little confused.
Unsure, he lowered his head, but there was a little baby in his arms. The baby raised his head and smiled, very cute. Mao Jie looked at him and couldn't help but think of his grandson.
"Hahaha, little guy, you are... Ouch!!"
Everyone sitting around him looked over and saw that the little guy was pulling Mao Jie's beard hard. Mao Jie screamed in pain. He stood up and the little guy was also hanging on his body, with both hands.
Her legs were wrapped around his abdomen, and her little hands still didn't forget to grab his long beard. Mao Jie grabbed the little guy's shoulders and wanted to pull him away, but the doll held his beard tightly.
, it’s even more painful!
"Hurry and help me get him away, get him away!!"
Mao Jie shouted, and several Confucian scholars around him stood up and helped him take the little guy away. Mao Jie looked at the gray beard that was pulled out of the little guy's hands with distress, and asked angrily: "This is
Whose child is it?”
"My grandson, I don't know if I have any advice?"
Lu Bu, who was sitting not far away, suddenly turned his head and asked coldly.
Mao Jie was stunned, what is Lu Bu's grandson doing here? He doesn't care...wait a minute, grandson??The emperor's eldest son??
Only then did Mao Jie react, and he quickly said with a smile: "It's okay, I was just wondering whose family such a well-behaved child belongs to. It turns out to be His Royal Highness, the eldest son of the emperor. It's okay, it's okay...", as he said,
He slowly sat down. As soon as he sat down, Hu'er rushed into his arms again. Mao Jie was about to cry without tears. Looking at the eldest son of the emperor who was still pulling his beard, he even opened his mouth to dissuade him.
I don't even dare.
Over there, Lu Guozhang was looking at him with eager eyes, as if he was going to come up and kill him at any moment.
As for the watchman who maintained order, Mao Jie looked at the big fat man in the distance who was grinning at him, and felt even colder in his heart.
"Your Highness, could you please stop pulling my old minister's beard?"
"no!"
"Why?"
"They said you were going to bully my master!"
"Your Highness, I won't play, I won't go, I admit defeat, please, Your Highness, please stop pulling my old minister's beard..."
"Really?" Hu'er grabbed his long beard dubiously, but this time he really didn't pull it down. Mao Jie nodded helplessly and said: "I don't dare to deceive His Highness, it is indeed true.
Yes!" Hu'er laughed happily, quickly let go of his hand, hugged Mao Jie again, and kissed him on the face.
"Thank you. If anyone bullies you in the future, you can come to me! I live at grandpa's house!" Xiao Hu'er said before jumping away. Mao Jie watched His Highness walk away, if
He frowned thoughtfully.
Zhong Yao was finally defeated. He walked off the stage with a gloomy face. However, there was still hope. Although he lost, the old man Cui Yan was almost speechless, and there was still a hairy man on his side.
Zhong Yao sat back in his seat and looked at Mao Jie beside him. He suddenly felt that his old friend was a little weird.
Even though he knew he would lose, he still persisted for so long. He also wanted to help his old friend Cui Yan. The old man Cui Yan had been debating all day. Now he probably couldn't hold on any longer. As long as he
If Mao Jie comes on the field and is not defeated quickly, he will definitely be able to defeat Cui Yan. In this way, the rest of their schools will not appear so incompetent.
However, after he saw his old friend next to him, he suddenly felt that Mao Jie was a little weird.
Mao Jie had just been so eager to urge him to come on stage, but now he was particularly calm, indifferent, and even a little kind. He smiled and looked at Cui Yan on the stage, not knowing what he was thinking. Zhong Yao sat
After returning to his position, he was speechless. This was very strange. Zhong Yao frowned. Could it be that he was sure of victory?
Zhong Yao whispered: "Come on, he is about to die..."
Mao Jie was speechless. He stood up slowly and looked at Cui Yan on the stage. Cui Yan was not afraid. He waved rudely and invited Mao Jie to come on. This stubborn old man was not afraid at all.
"I give up!" Mao Jie said loudly.
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, and the silent atmosphere was suddenly broken. Even Cui Yan was a little surprised. He looked at Mao Jie in front of him and nodded. As for Zhong Yao, he looked at his old friend beside him blankly.
No one seemed to recognize him, except Mao Jie, who was smiling and turned a blind eye to the words around him. He sat down and looked at Hu'er sitting in Lu Bu's arms. Mao Jie blinked.
Hu'er grinned.
"Mighty Duke Cui!!" Liu Yi shouted loudly. Immediately, everyone responded, especially the imperial students, who were particularly excited. Their grand sacrificial wine actually defeated more than a dozen great Confucians. This battle will definitely...
It caused a sensation all over the world. Looking at the stubborn old man on the stage, everyone shouted over and over again. Even Lu Bu nodded in appreciation.
Hu'er, this master is pretty good.
Liu Yi hurriedly walked onto the stage, supported Cui Yan, stood up, and walked off the stage.
Hu'er was about to go over, but Lu Bu grabbed him and said, "Let your master rest for some time and don't bother him anymore..." Hu'er nodded as if he understood.
The end of one debate meant that the whole day's debate was over. Lu Bu left with Hu'er, but the scholars still seemed a little unable to sleep, so they went on their own and started talking, and many left.
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Zhong Yao walked toward the door angrily, and Mao Jie hurriedly chased after him.
"Yuan Chang! Yuan Chang!"
Mao Jie called, but Zhong Yao didn't hear it at the time and continued to walk forward. Mao Jie quickened his pace. Fortunately, he was younger than Zhong Yao and quickly walked to his side, "Yuan Chang, you
Don't be angry, I will apologize to you in person..."
"Haha, how can a despicable person like me be worshiped by you? Your Excellency is very noble. If you don't want to win without force, you will stop arguing, but you will lose my dignity!!"
, Zhong Yao said angrily.
Mao Jie shook his head and said: "Just when you were debating, someone came to me. At that time, I realized that we had forgotten a very important person..."
"who?"
"The eldest son of the emperor."
"The emperor's eldest son is young, we are doing this because we don't want him to fall into the hands of traitors!!"
"He is young, but he is a very affectionate and righteous person. Now that we are targeting his master like this, what if his master has some shortcomings?"
"Haha, are you afraid of the emperor's eldest son's future revenge?"
"You and I are not afraid, but what about our descendants?"
"My grandson is about to be born, and of course, your child is about to be born too..." Mao Jie said with a smile.
Zhong Yao snorted coldly and said nothing, but also slowed down his pace, and the two of them walked towards the inn together.
It is very strange to say that Zhong Yao is already over seventy years old. At this age, his new concubine is pregnant. Yes, at the age of more than seventy, he is going to have another child, and Zhong Yao is pregnant.
One son, named Zhong Yu, is now serving as the local governor in Jiaozhou. The eldest son is over fifty years old. At this time, it is very difficult to have another child. There is an age gap of more than fifty years between this child and his elder brother.