I really don't want to be a traitor

Chapter 135 Confucianism
Mr. Yichuan holds a ruler in his hand, showing his dignity without getting angry.

"You, step forward to receive the punishment."

Hearing that Mr. Yi Chuan was going to hit him, Fan Li laughed.

"Why?"

"Disrespecting the teacher and being ignorant, shouldn't one be punished?"

Fan Li smiled even more happily.

"Sir, do you think I'm ignorant? Excuse me, sir, which classics did you just say come from? And which sage's big words?"

"It's not from a classic, but a summary of my many years of experience in Confucianism." Mr. Yichuan said proudly.

Fan Li shook his head upon hearing this.

"I haven't heard the words of Mr.'s family, so how can I blame me for not learning? Could it be that Mr.'s theory has been included in Luming Academy and is a compulsory course?"

"This……!?"

Although Mr. Yichuan has great ambitions, he wants to establish a sect in the circle of Confucianism cultivators.

However, he is not yet eligible.

Even this trip to the academy to give lectures was a test for him by Luming Academy.

If the teaching effect is excellent and the students respond enthusiastically, they will often ask him to teach in the future.

If the response is mediocre, the academy will not invite him again to avoid misleading students.

"What's more, if you don't argue, you can't understand, and if you don't argue, you can't understand." Fan Li said with a smile: "If you want to write a book, do you have to rely on force to suppress people who disagree?"

"You want to argue with me?" Mr. Yichuan looked surprised.

"Bah! Brat! You are a mere Confucian cultivator, what qualifications do you have to discuss the Dao with your master?" Zhu Ziyang jumped out and said, "I will report today's matter to the head of the mountain and expel you from school!"

Mr. Yi Chuan gave Zhu Ziyang an appreciative glance, thinking that all students should be like him.

"That's it."

"If you don't argue with you, others will just treat you like an old man."

Mr. Yi Chuan said this on his lips, but he thought in his heart that when Fan Li was defeated, he would be convicted of disrupting the classroom, and expulsion would be inevitable!

"Get your pen and ink!"

Mr. Yi Chuan wanted to show his prestige, so he raised his voice a little bit.

In Luming Academy, some Confucian students who had not come to class immediately gathered together when they heard that a student dared to debate with the great Confucian scholar.

When the seats were full, someone climbed onto trees, walls, or rockeries.

After a while, thousands of people gathered!
"Have you not started yet?"

Fan Liqian waited for a long time, and when he saw Mr. Yichuan's relaxed and contented appearance, he urged him impatiently.

The scholar narrowed his eyes slightly, and estimated that there were enough Confucian scholars around to maximize the prestige effect, and finally nodded.

"let's start."

The debate between Confucianism and cultivators is by no means just a matter of words.

Both sides of the debate should write down their reasoning on paper and let the heavens sense it.

If you make a small statement and express great righteousness, the way of heaven will definitely respond.

If it is a heresy, it is possible that Heaven will either ignore it or punish it with thunder.

"You should take good care of the younger generation."

As Mr. Yi Chuan spoke, he picked up his pen and wrote.

Fan Li frowned and shook his head.

This old Confucian has no grace at all.In the face of this young man like himself, you still want to take the lead?
"Principle is the foundation of all things."

The five big characters in block letters appear vividly on the paper, and the writing force is powerful, which is really impressive.

In the next instant, a greenish light appeared on the paper.

Five regular characters jumped out of the paper, hovered in mid-air, and made the sound of bells and drums.

"Teacher's words are recognized by the Dao of Heaven, and the great light descends, accompanied by the voice of the Dao?" Zhu Ziyang exclaimed.

The Confucian scholars who were watching also nodded, thinking that Mr. Yichuan was indeed a great Confucian of his generation.

However, they were far less shocked than Zhu Ziyang.

After all, every great scholar who comes to Luming Academy to teach can achieve this level of writing skills.

There are even some that are more majestic than Mr. Yichuan's.

"Hehehe..."

Mr. Yichuan stroked his beard and smiled, quite proudly.

Fan Xin said, it's my turn?

But he didn't expect that the old master's self-cultivation was so poor that he would write again.

"Death by starvation is a small matter, but breach of integrity is a huge matter!"

"Get rid of human desires and keep the laws of nature!"

"Everything in the world can be poor, just one reason!"

On the three pieces of rice paper, there were bursts of emerald green light.

Three sentences also flew from the paper and hovered in mid-air, accompanied by the joy of silk and bamboo.

Zhu Ziyang applauded: "Teacher's most famous words can be handed down to the world!"

"Smooter."

Holy Master Hanyue said something, without deliberately suppressing the volume, and many people present could hear it.

The Confucian scholars suffocated their laughter, sometimes looked at Holy Master Hanyue, and sometimes looked at Zhu Ziyang.

Indeed, sycophants.

Although Mr. Yi Chuan proved that his level of Confucianism is quite high, but it is far from exaggerated to the point of "can be handed down", at most it can be regarded as the words of his family.

The famous sayings handed down from generation to generation can only be achieved by the sages and great Confucians of the past dynasties.

The so-called sage's words can have a myriad of effects and shake the heavens and the earth!

Where can this level be comparable?

"Young man, it's your turn." Mr. Yichuan put down his pen and looked at Fan Li with a victor's attitude.

Fan Li sighed.

Pick up the pen but never put it down.

He had wanted to write something for a long time, but he just felt a little regretful.

In troubled times, there is a shortage of talents.

Mr. Yichuan can be regarded as a talented person, but unfortunately his knowledge is limited and his achievements in the future will be limited.

Especially since his character was slightly poor, Fan Li finally lost interest in recruiting him.

"You write, kid? Don't you know how to write?" Zhu Ziyang sneered.

Fan Li didn't even bother to take a second look at this kind of sycophant.

He finally put pen to paper.

"Emancipate the mind and seek truth from facts."

Zhu Ziyang: "???"

Confucian scholars: "???"

Mr. Yichuan: "This...???"

Wise quotes are never limited to classical Chinese.

Fan Lixin said: Even if Yichuan and Zhu Ziyang are hopeless, there are still a whole academy of Confucian students, and I cannot let corrupt Confucianism put shackles on them.

What bullshit 'everything in the world can be poor is just a theory'?
It is sophistry to forcibly simplify complex issues.

Fan Li continued to write: "The sea is open to all rivers, and it is great to be tolerant."

Even if you can't comprehend all of the Three Thousand Ways, it's better than denying the existence of the Three Thousand Ways.

Fan Li originally thought that two sentences would be enough.

But he suddenly remembered four words, and added without hesitation:
"Seek common ground while reserving differences."

In the previous life, the figures of those two great men seemed to appear in front of Fan Li at this moment.

"Lady!"

"Which classic do these three sentences you wrote come from? Why have I never read it?"

Mr. Yichuan asked loudly.

Fan Li looked at him indifferently and replied: "You don't study well, do you blame me?"

"You...!?" Mr. Yichuan was so angry that he almost pulled out his ruler.

But in front of more than 1000 college students, he managed to hold back.

These three sentences by Fan Li are thought-provoking and endlessly memorable.

In particular, every sentence powerfully refutes Yichuan's remarks!
"Fortunately, nothing happened..."

As soon as Mr. Yichuan's idea came to his mind, he heard a distant bell ringing from the sky above his head.

Simple and long, across the world!
(End of this chapter)