"Yang Ming!"
"Junior brother!"
"Mr. Leshan!"
Not only Zhu Xi looked puzzled, but Mr. Heshan and the Confucian scholars behind him also looked puzzled.
They didn't understand why they needed to make compromises with the prince of a country in Qixia Town.
But Wang Leshan didn't have any intention to explain to them. He suddenly raised his hand to interrupt them.
The people behind him immediately became quiet, and it was clear that Wang Leshan still had a certain weight in the Confucian Academy.
"Okay, since you're giving me face, I can't be too ignorant."
Zhao Yan glanced at Wang Leshan leisurely, with a wicked smile on his face.
"Wang Leshan, do you want me to give you some advice?"
His words made the other party stunned, but the Confucian scholars behind him all showed angry expressions.
"Presumptuous! Mr. Leshan is a Confucian scholar! How can you, a prince, give you advice?"
"You're just a prince, do you think that having a little poetic talent means you're great?"
"The Supreme Principle, I'm afraid you, Mrs. Zhao, don't understand it at all!"
Wang Leshan turned a deaf ear to the noise behind him and just looked at Zhao Yan quietly, trying to tell whether he was joking or serious from his eyes.
"It was really noisy, so I had to sew their mouths shut."
Zhao Yan cast a cold glance at these chattering Confucian scholars.
He has a very patient temper, and the other party has made rude remarks many times without taking it into consideration.
But don't care about it, and you will never let them talk nonsense.
This sentence has already used the power of "what you say is followed by what you say".
They say it's to sew their mouths shut, but in fact it's to shut them up.
Invisible power surged towards the opposite side.
Wang Leshan, who was on the front line, obviously noticed it, but he did not make any reaction.
It seems that he also intends to teach these Confucian scholars who talk nonsense.
But Zhu Xi naturally would not sit idly by and ignore it. His face darkened and he blurted out.
“Everything is said here!”
Yan Ling's power immediately hit him back.
The two forces faced each other head-on, and there was a stalemate for a while.
Mr. Heshan saw this, immediately waved his sleeves and put his hands behind his back, and said loudly:
"Who dares to block speech!"
When he shouted, the power of Zhu Xifang's speech spirit suddenly increased greatly, and he pressed towards Zhao Yan side by side.
If this attack succeeds, at least Zhao Yan will be counterattacked by the spirit of speech, and his ability to "follow his words" will be greatly reduced.
"Speak everything, it's not just arbitrary talk! You should tell the truth of the world!"
Faced with a one-on-two situation, Zhao Yan did not panic at all.
He answered correctly calmly, and his Yanling spirit suddenly increased in strength and regained the upper hand.
For a time, the pressure on Zhu Xi and Mr. Heshan doubled.
But then, the words and spirits on both sides suddenly lost their power. Instead, they surrounded the three of them, and gradually lifted them up several feet into the air.
The two of them looked at this scene in astonishment, and naturally understood that this was a special scene that triggered "whatever you say means what you say".
When this miraculous technique is used against people who don't know how to use it, it will naturally be whatever the performer says and has ever-changing abilities.
But when two people who have mastered the art of "saying words and following them" use this move to fight against each other, once both sides say something and cannot come to a conclusion, no matter which side is stronger, this "talking game" will appear. Come.
Both parties can debate freely until the spirit of speech recognizes that one of them wins.
The losing side will receive double the backlash damage.
However, Zhu Xi has only seen such a situation once in so many years.
Very few people can trigger Yan Ling's thoughts, especially when the two of them jointly used "Yan Yi Fa Sui", and were almost pushed back by Zhao Yan.
This shows that Yan Ling actually recognizes Zhao Yan's words more.
But for some reason, Wang Leshan was also involved in the fight between the three.
"How about it? You two want to have a debate with me?"
Zhao Yan took two steps forward confidently and looked at the two great scholars with disdain.
Although the latter was briefly stunned, he was not willing to admit his cowardice easily in front of the students.
"Why not? Since the prince advocates telling the truth of the world, then what is wrong with the ancestors' advocacy of freedom of speech?"
Everything in Confucianism follows the words and deeds of the sages. In the hearts of Confucian students, the principles of the sages are of course the truth in the world.
But in Zhao Yan's opinion, that's a huge mistake.
Everyone makes mistakes, even saints.
How can we realize our true self without making mistakes again and again.
"What a joke, what you Confucian saints call freedom of speech refers to freedom of opinion. I allow you to have different opinions than mine, instead of saying random nonsense."
"Two great scholars, your students think that my poetic talent is not worth mentioning, so why not let them write some poems that are better than my own. As long as one sentence is outstanding enough, I will give up."
Zhao Yan said sharply.
Of course freedom of speech is right, but it does not mean talking without a bottom line.
Anyone can make a useful point to express themselves.
But useless nonsense is not among them.
When it comes to poetic talent in Jiuzhou, the king of Song and Qi is recognized as the most respected one.
These Confucian scholars dare to tell lies with their eyes open, and Yan Ling will certainly not recognize them.
"No, no, they just think that poetry is not as important as the principles of the sages. Has the King of Qi ever read through our Confucian classics? And does he understand its essence?"
Mr. Heshan knew that his students would definitely not be able to write poems better than Zhao Yan's, so he immediately changed the topic to Confucian ideas.
They were scriptures that had been passed down for thousands of years and had been thoroughly verified. He did not think that Zhao Yan could find any mistakes in them.
"Hey, if you tell me this, I won't be sleepy anymore."
Unexpectedly, Zhao Yan smiled.
I thought I would just fool you and let you go, but unexpectedly, you are here to seek death.
"What do you, the Luozhou School, stand for?"
"Be honest and sincere, study things to gain knowledge, uphold the principles of nature, and destroy human desires. This is the proposition of our Luozhou School. Your Majesty, you don't even know this?"
Zhu Xi smiled contemptuously.
He knew that Zhao Yan was difficult to deal with, but if it came to debating "Neo-Confucianism", they had specialized in Chinese and Western studies for ten years, so there was no reason why they couldn't be opponents.
"Okay, sincerely, I won't say more to you. Let's talk about the study of things to achieve knowledge."
Zhao Yan said, turning to look at Wang Leshan.
"Wang Leshan, you know best about studying things to achieve knowledge. Please explain."
Wang Leshan frowned slightly, wondering why Zhao Yan came to him.
On the seventh day of his stay in Zhuzhu, his serious illness was widely spread among Confucian sects. Some people regarded it as a joke, while others regarded it as an idol.
This matter has been going on for a long time, and he no longer wants to comment on it.
It is normal to only think that what the sages can do cannot be done by oneself.
However, since King Qi asked, it would be inappropriate for him not to answer, so he immediately spoke slowly.
"Studying things to achieve knowledge means that everything in the world must have its appearance and interior, and each plant and tree contains the ultimate truth. Investigating things to gain knowledge is called investigating things to achieve knowledge."
"Junior brother, I am a Confucian scholar, so why should I explain it to him?"
Wang Leshan's explanation made Zhu Xi somewhat dissatisfied.
He was originally unhappy that he turned his arm outwards, but now his behavior was even more suspected of scheming the enemy.
"Okay, since you know the meaning of studying things to achieve knowledge, do you know why you got nothing from studying bamboos, and instead fell seriously ill?"
Zhao Yan ignored Zhu Xi and only looked at Wang Leshan wholeheartedly.
“……！”
When the latter heard this, his eyes lit up.
When he first entered Luozhou College, he was overjoyed when he learned about the method of "studying things to gain knowledge".
So he took another classmate and went to "Gezhu" together.
So the two of them stared at the bamboo all day long, eager to understand the truth from the bamboo.
Although bamboo is a representative of a gentleman and an important cultural symbol, it failed to gain him anything.
That classmate quit after three days. Wang Leshan persisted for seven days, but in the end he couldn't hold on any longer and had to give up due to a serious illness.
From then on, under the guidance of Cheng Lin, he devoted himself to studying the words and deeds of the saints. He gained a lot from what he learned, and was eventually respected as a Confucian scholar.
But despite having such a reputation, he always felt that he had fallen into a misunderstanding.
Later, he met old man Tianji by chance, and after a long conversation, he chose to come to Qixia Town, just to wait for someone who could solve his doubts.
Zhao Yan's remarks today made him immediately energetic, as if he had returned to the night when he had a long conversation with Old Man Tianji.
People who can solve their own doubts...
Could it be this young prince in front of me?
"Please give me some advice, Your Majesty."
Wang Leshan solemnly held his fists in his hands and asked.
He really wanted to understand where he went wrong.
But this action allowed Zhu Xi and Mr. Heshan to break their defenses.
"Junior brother! What are you doing? He is a young boy and he is just talking nonsense!"
"Zi Yang is right, but Leshan, you are so confused!"
Not only the two of them, but also the Confucian scholars on the outside were full of disappointment when they saw Wang Leshan's actions and words of asking Zhao Yan for advice.
"He actually bowed his head to ask for advice from a prince who didn't know what he meant... Mr. Leshan..."
"Hmph, I can't help but respect him as my mentor..."
"Wang Leshan is willing to degenerate and act like a Confucian scholar!"
"That's right, don't talk about your character from now on, you are the butt of jokes."
The whispers from the outside world could be heard, but Wang Leshan didn't pay attention at all, but looked at Zhao Yan with piercing eyes.
"Okay, since you asked the question sincerely, I will tell you mercifully."
Zhao Yan's expression also became serious.
He raised his hand and pointed at the aggrieved Confucian scholars and said:
"The Luozhou School has always been about learning principles first and then doing things. Am I wrong?"
"Nothing wrong."
"So, what's the difference between what you learned and what these people learned?"
"The prince is joking. The Confucian classics are similar, so naturally they are not very different."
"If the principles of learning are all the same, why are there thousands of different kinds of people?"
Zhao Yan walked up to Wang Leshan, retracted his arm, and met the other man's fanatical eyes.
He could feel that the other party seemed to have understood something.
"this…"
"With the same sages and principles, why do some people claim to be clean and honest while others become corrupt officials? What's the difference between them?"
"Of course one of them has learned in the wrong direction."
"Then this wrong direction, did the First Sage point you to the wrong way, or did he recognize the wrong way?"
"Of course he took the wrong path."
"Since it is the Supreme Principle, why can people go astray?"
"this……"
Zhao Yan saw that he was speechless, but he still hadn't noticed the mistake. He couldn't help but sigh at the deep-rooted authority of Confucianism at present.
Even people like Wang Leshan cannot easily get out of misunderstandings.
"Everything has its own destiny, right or wrong?"
"right…"
"Why is the truth only above other people and other things? Can't it be in my heart?"
“……”
"Your mistake is that you blindly believe that the sages are not wrong, Cheng Lin is not wrong, and the core ideas of the Luozhou School are not wrong."
Seeing that he was unable to understand himself, Zhao Yan had no choice but to continue to guide him.
But what he said this time was obviously more eloquent.
"The principles of heaven are not static, and the principles of heaven for a moment will never become the ultimate principles of eternity."
"The sages have been dead for thousands of years, and the world has undergone tremendous changes. How can you guarantee that what you learn is the truth?"
"It makes sense to study things to gain knowledge, but looking at things externally will eventually lead to a dead end. You can only get the correct principles, but you can also find out the fallacies and heresies that are harmful to people."
Hearing this, the light in Wang Leshan's eyes was like substance.
There seemed to be something about him that was about to bloom. The power of heaven and earth was affected by it, and the sun was almost blocked by him.
"When examining things, you should look inward, examine your heart, and gain knowledge. What you know is your own conscience."
"If the heaven and the earth are unkind, then they naturally have no qualifications to represent the laws of heaven. Then your conscience is the greatest law of heaven in the world!"
"Heart!"
"Right now!"
"yes!"
"reason!"
Zhao Yan answered the final question word for word, and Wang Leshan's face was filled with shock.
He had wasted half his life on the road to solving doubts, and this was the first time he heard such inspiring remarks.
I felt myself trudging along the rugged path when I suddenly saw the majestic road ahead.
"I understand..."
"I understand!"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Wang Leshan suddenly laughed wildly.
Suddenly there was a strong wind between the sky and the earth, and the ground beneath my feet began to tremble.
boom!
Zhu Xi and Mr. Heshan didn't listen to a single word, and they were still waiting to refute Zhao Yan.
Unexpectedly, in Wang Leshan's laughter, the "war of words" suddenly shattered, knocking the two of them dozens of feet away.
All the power of the two spirit spirits was seen rushing towards Wang Leshan's body, while Zhao Yan's power returned to his body.
It is naturally clear who wins and who loses in this round.
But no one has ever seen the power of speech spirit absorbed by others.
Zhao Yan looked at this scene thoughtfully, vaguely understanding why.
"Who is causing trouble here?"
On the edge of the cliff, several people jumped up quickly, naturally they were the people in the Xuanji Tower.
As soon as Old Man Tianji settled down, he caught a glimpse of Wang Leshan, who had stopped laughing and closed his eyes to reflect.
"Hiss... Yang Ming is enlightened?"
"Well, there has indeed been a huge breakthrough in terms of momentum, this..."
"He has reached the realm of Confucian sage."
"It's amazing. This should be the first Confucian sage in Kyushu in a hundred years, right?"
"What's going on here?"
"Just ask King Qi and you will know."
Several people said a few words in confusion, and at this moment they noticed Zhao Yan standing opposite Wang Leshan.
But at this moment, Wang Leshan suddenly woke up from closing his eyes.
What happened next shocked everyone present.
He half-clasped his hands and bowed deeply to Zhao Yan.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for preaching to me and clearing up my doubts."
A teacher is also a person who teaches, teaches and resolves doubts...
This is the first Confucian sage in Kyushu in a hundred years.
Once you become enlightened, do you want to recognize your teacher?
