Zhao Kuo has always had a transcendent respect for Xunzi in his heart. Compared with the young and impulsive Han Fei and Li Mu who have not yet fully evolved, it is obvious that this white-haired sage has reached his peak, which is even more impressive.
Awe.
When Xunzi rushed to Mafu, the shock he brought was unmatched by others. Confucian scholars rushed to help him, while scholars from other hundreds of schools were also looking into the distance at this moment, with their eyes full of respect.
, Zou Yan, Gongsun Long, Zhan and others are also among these people.
Zhao Kuo led his disciples to the gate. As soon as he reached the gate, Zhao Kuo locked his eyes on Xunzi. The white-haired Xunzi was now very old, but the charm in him did not weaken due to age.
, on the contrary, it is full of the flavor of an immortal, with white hair and a childish face, that's probably it.
Time seemed to have taken nothing away from him. He walked out of the oxcart with a cane and stared at Zhao Kuo in the distance. Zhao Kuo walked forward quickly and bowed.
, just now said: "Meet Xunzi!" Xunzi looked at the young man in front of him with a smile.
He really liked this young man very much. After he met this kind-hearted young man for the first time, he decided that this young man would definitely do something in the future. Obviously, Zhao Kuo did not keep him waiting for too long.
, he saw Zhao Kuo’s excellence.
Xunzi had read all the Mafu books from various countries. He read them carefully many times. He even annotated the Mafu books. You must know that only younger generations have annotated the works of their predecessors. This was Xunzi's first time.
Once, his disciples did not understand Xunzi's admiration for Zhao Kuo at all.
When Zhao Kuo invited scholars from various schools to come this time, Xunzi also came, which made everyone a little strange, because the main reason for coming here was to debate with Ma Fujun. Xunzi's preference for Zhao Kuo
, why would he come to Ma Fujun to argue?
Xunzi helped Zhao Kuo up and said with a smile: "When I met you on the road, you were still unknown to everyone. Now that we meet again, you are already a world-famous scholar. I will subdue your horse."
I have read the book many times and I have a lot of understanding in it..."
Zhao Kuo said respectfully: "I have always been looking forward to asking you for advice. I am very happy to see you..." Zhao Kuo's words were true. He was indeed looking forward to asking Xunzi some questions.
, he invited many scholars this time for the reason of asking everyone for advice.
Zhao Kuo never felt that he was better than these people. All he had was experience that was ahead of this era. What he wanted to do was to spread his experience so that everyone who wanted to save this era could have new ideas.
views can play some role.
The two walked into the horse suit chatting like this. Zhao Kuo introduced many scholars to Xunzi. Xunzi was not as arrogant as the Confucian scholars. Even when he met his mortal enemy Mohism, he smiled and saluted. Zou Yan paid his respects.
Xunzi, they knew each other and had a very good relationship.
Although each of them did not agree with each other's academic ideas, they still admired each other. Regarding Gongsun Long, Xunzi said: "If it comes to debate, no one here can beat you, but debate is originally a tool for increasing knowledge.
You’re only thinking about making your tool better, not using it to gain knowledge.”
"It's like a woodcutter who doesn't chop wood, but sharpens his ax all day long, just to make his ax sharper. The ax is indeed sharp, but the woodcutter doesn't swing it to chop wood, no matter how sharp it is.
What's the use of an axe?"
Gongsun Long said with a smile: "You are right. I was obsessed with sharpening the ax before, but never felled it. Now the ax is sharp enough, but I don't know whether it can cut down the big tree?"
Xunzi's eyes widened, and he suddenly smiled, clapped his hands, and said, "Okay!"
Regarding the performance of the farmers, Xunzi had the highest evaluation. He suddenly asked the Confucian scholars around him, "Second and third sons, are you full?"
The Confucian scholars nodded and said, "I'm full."
Xunzi then pointed to Zhan in front of him and said, "Then come and thank this man."
Zhao Kuo originally wanted to invite Xunzi into the courtyard, but Xunzi wanted to go to the study room. Zhao Kuo had no choice, so he took Xunzi into the study room with everyone watching. Xunzi found a place and sat down.
After he sat down, he motioned to Zhao Kuo to sit down as well. After Zhao Kuo sat down, Xunzi spoke.
"I heard that the unification you mentioned is to destroy other countries, eliminate their sacrifices, and destroy their culture. The process of great unification requires killing many people. Do you really think that this is the most important thing to do?
Is it a suitable method?”
"The great unification I am talking about is the best way to end the war. As long as the countries still exist, this kind of antagonism cannot be eliminated and the war will not end. Of course, as you said, under unification
Many people will die on the road, but if the war continues, it will definitely cause greater casualties."
"When Yan State attacked Zhao State, Qin State attacked Zhao State, and Qin State attacked South Korea, as you said, this was a war of great unification. If Qin State destroyed Zhao State, then great unification could be completed very quickly.
, but you still participated in the war and prevented such a great unification, why is this?"
"The reason why I fought against the Qin people in the first place was because of the Qin people's system. The Yan State did not attack the Zhao State for unification, and the Qin State did not do so. They wanted to get more slaves and more land. What I said
Unification is not about any country enslaving the other six countries, it is about everyone in the world becoming one family and not being treated differently."
"If a country destroys other countries, but cannot treat them equally, but treats the people of other countries as outsiders and slaves, using them to continuously perform corvee and pay heavy taxes, then this country cannot
If it continues, it will definitely split again."
Xunzi listened to Zhao Kuo's explanation, squinted his eyes, nodded, and then asked: "If one day... there is a country that implements your policy of unification and wants to destroy Zhao, all the Zhao people will
I hope you can save them, but these outsiders treat the people well and treat them equally, what will you do?"
Hearing Xunzi's question, Zhao Kuo was stunned. He once again thought of the Zhao State before the Battle of Changping, the trust of the Zhao people, and those requests. He frowned and did not speak for a long time.
, but Xunzi continued: "At that time, the people of Zhao will cry out your name, and your friends will fight to the death on the front line and need your help."
"Everyone hopes that you can save them, but you know that your going to fight is against the unity... What will you do?"
"I..." Zhao Kuo was silent for a long time, then raised his head and said seriously, "Then I can only say goodbye to my family, hug my friends, and rush to Changping alone to die there. If I
My existence hinders the great unification and makes the people unable to escape the disaster because of me."
"Then I can die in Changping."
When Zhao Kuo spoke like this, everyone was shocked. Zhao Kuo's disciples, guests, and even the foreign scholars all had their eyes widened at this moment. They had never thought that this would be such an answer. But Xunzi
Not surprising at all.
He nodded and pondered: "Are you willing to die for your ideals?" He pondered for a moment and then said: "But why are you in Changping?"
"Because I was meant to die there." Zhao Kuo said seriously.
Xunzi laughed and said: "I don't like Mencius very much, but I still agree with what he said about sacrificing one's life for righteousness. If you had been a hundred years earlier, you might have been Mencius's best friend."
"I was born a hundred years late and didn't get to meet Mencius, but I'm very satisfied to have met you." Zhao Kuo replied with a smile.
When Zhao Kuo spoke frankly about going to die, the scholars around him looked at him a little differently. For these people who pursue their own path, the most important thing is the belief in pursuing their own path.
Zhao Kuo's belief is obviously stronger.
For his own ideal, he can die calmly.
Regardless of whether you agree with his views or not, people like him are worthy of respect.
Xunzi asked again, but he no longer asked about the great unity, but asked about the contents of Ma Fu's book. Xunzi asked, and Zhao Kuo answered. Xunzi asked again about his confusion, and Zhao Kuo answered.
It was the purest debate again. When Xunzi took a break, a scholar immediately took his place.
"How did you draw the map you mentioned? You have never been to those places at all?"
"I asked people from all over the world, asked the barbarians who came from abroad, and compared the maps..."
"Of the five methods you mentioned for electing officials, which one do you value most?"
"What matters most to me..."
Xunzi did not interrupt the debate. He just sat aside and listened carefully. As he was listening, suddenly, he saw a young man who was recording all this quickly. Suddenly, he felt a little curious and walked quietly.
When I arrived next to him, I saw that the young man was writing quickly, recording everything quickly.
He listened to the debate between the two people, simplified and revised their dialogue without thinking, and wrote it neatly, no slower than the speaker. This ability really scared Xunzi. Xunzi looked at this person in surprise.
The young man watched him record in silence again.
It wasn't until he stopped writing and moved his wrist that Xunzi couldn't help but say: "Who are you?" The implication was naturally that he was asking where did you come from. Han Fei hated Confucians very much.
, even Xunzi can't hope to win Han Fei's love.
Han Fei glanced at him and said, "I am Ma Fujun's disciple, Han Fei."
Xunzi saw a kind of disdain in his eyes, which made Xunzi very happy. He had only seen such a look when he was young. As early as twenty years ago, he had never seen someone who dared to do this again.
Facing his own people, he smiled and asked: "Han Fei? You seem to hate me?"
"No, I like you very much."
Han Fei said calmly.
Xunzi couldn't help but laugh, and the disciple Li Si standing next to him was a little angry at this moment. He frowned and said seriously: "I heard that the more ignorant a person is, the more arrogant and smart he is.
The more humble a person is."
"No wonder you are so arrogant and reprimanding Mafu Lord's disciples in Mafu Township."
"You!! You rude person!!" Li immediately put his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, but Xunzi stopped him, just looked at Han Fei with a smile, looked him up and down, and then said: "Nothing
No wonder he is the Han Fei who said that Confucianists are the worms of the country, no wonder it is like this."
"Li Si, don't you also hate Confucians? Why do you still make things difficult for him?" Xunzi suddenly asked.
Li Si was stunned for a moment and then said: "I can't tolerate him insulting you."
"He didn't insult me. I think that he didn't hide his thoughts and expressed his attitude to me sincerely. This is the greatest respect for me. Compared with those who come to visit me on the road, in my heart
But he doesn’t take me seriously and says, “Xunzi is this person”, I prefer people like him.”
Xunzi sighed with emotion, then smiled and said to Han Fei: "I know a guest of Mr. Ma Fu, named Ge. I wonder if he is still alive? Why can't I see him now?"
Han Fei now respected Xunzi a little more. He said: "Ge Gong has a leg disease and is recuperating in the courtyard. I can take you to visit him." Xunzi then motioned to Han Fei to lead the way, and Li Si followed.
After Xunzi died, he no longer visited Han Fei.
"Si, I think you are very similar to Han Fei. You seem to have said what he said to the Confucian scholars."
Li Si shook his head and said seriously: "I am completely different from him."
Xunzi and Li Si followed Han Fei to the outside of Ge's courtyard and walked in together. Han Fei did not report anything. He and Ge were quite familiar with each other, so he led them into the inner room, where Ge was sitting quietly.
He tapped his legs lightly and saw Han Fei walking in. He was about to speak when he saw Xunzi behind him.
Ge watched for a moment, was shocked, stood up hurriedly, and said blankly: "Xunzi..."
Han Fei then said to Xunzi: "You argued with Ge Gong for several days, but you couldn't convince the other party. Everyone in the Malaysian server knows this."
Mr. Ge blushed, but fortunately his beard covered him so he couldn't see it.
Li Si looked at him doubtfully. This old man could argue with the teacher for several days and still couldn't tell the difference? How could there be so many capable people in the horse uniform? He thought for a long time and then asked: "Teacher, this
What school of thought is the old gentleman a scholar of?"
Ge glanced at him and then said: "I am the driver of the carriage door."
Xunzi raised his head and laughed.
ps: Brothers, the association was established today, and Lao Lang became the director. Hey hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, I was on the road the whole way yesterday, four hours of driving, three hours of flying (delayed), and a preparatory meeting in the evening, and I didn’t even have time to eat.
I had another day of meetings today, and I didn’t even eat, so I coded this chapter on my phone. Please forgive me. I’m really exhausted. I won’t talk anymore. I’m going to eat instant noodles.