I am not Yuan Shu

Chapter 17 I'm not strong yet!
When Yuan Shu used this set of boxing skills, Lu Zhi was stunned, and the onlookers were also shocked by Yuan Shu's boxing skills.

At this time, Yuan Shu did not refute Lu Zhi's argument by citing classics, but instead used common sense in a general sense to confront Lu Zhi. He directly linked the issue of whether the emperor personally welcomed the bride or not to the issues of marrying a wife or taking a concubine, indicating that not personally welcoming the bride was the same as taking a concubine.

Can the way we treat the queen be considered as taking a concubine?
Although the current queen no longer has the prestige and power that Empress Lü had, who dares to associate the queen with a concubine?
The child born by the queen is the legitimate son, and may even be the eldest son. According to the etiquette system, he is the future emperor, the crown prince. If you do this, aren't you putting the crown prince on the same level as the children born to other concubines?

Do you still want the rule that is generally accepted by everyone that the eldest son will be the heir apparent if there is a legitimate heir, and the eldest son will be the heir apparent if there is no legitimate heir?

In fact, from this perspective, Yuan Shu is actually stuck in a bug.

There were no relevant examples in the modern text classics to use as evidence for his argument, so he created one on his own and made his argument so logical and reasonable that it was difficult to refute.

If you refute him, you are refutating on the premise that the queen is a concubine. If you don't refute him, you lose.

Lu Zhi was also confused by Yuan Shu's words. He didn't know how to refute it. After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation.

But he was also unwilling to admit defeat.

So he avoided the issue and cited examples from classics to illustrate how the emperor should not personally welcome his bride to the palace to support his point of view.

However, when Yuan Shu asked about the queen mother and concubines, he dodged and did not give a direct answer.

Yuan Shu focused on this central point and asked Lu Zhi to answer this question directly.

What I brewed specially is to ask you - is the queen a concubine?
Tell me! Is the queen a concubine?

The two men's faces turned red as they argued with each other, their eyes spurting fire, their arguments were like tit-for-tat, like bandits meeting hooligans, and a passionate debate ensued, with thunder and lightning and brilliant light.

Yuan Shu and Lu Zhi argued back and forth on this issue for five incense sticks of time, but neither could completely refute the other, and both were thirsty and could not continue.

In the end, there was really no choice but to admit that the two sides were tied, and neither could completely refute the other.

After the tie was announced, the spectators burst into extremely enthusiastic cheers, paying tribute to their wonderful fight.

Lu Zhi drank a glass of water in big gulps, then looked at Yuan Shu who was also drinking the honey water in big gulps, and suddenly felt a sense of mutual understanding.

The Yuan family of Runan, with three generations of three officials, is truly a place where hidden dragons and crouching tigers are everywhere and the background is extraordinary!
With such a son, why worry about the prosperity of the family business?

Yuan Shu drank the honey water in big gulps. After two cups, he caught his breath and felt that today's debate with Lu Zhi was as intense as the previous thirty debates.

What a good opponent!
He and Lu Zhi debated from morning to noon, and have debated three times so far. Yuan Shu won once and the two were draws. If it ended here, it would naturally be considered Yuan Shu's victory.

But neither Yuan Shu nor Lu Zhi had any intention of stopping. They both felt that they still had the strength to continue fighting.

Although Lu Zhi admired and liked Yuan Shu more and more, he did not want to lose to Yuan Shu.

Yuan Shu felt that two draws in three rounds could not be considered a victory for him, so he wanted to continue debating with Lu Zhi until he won.

于是战斗继续。

The battle lasted until sunset. It was so dark that the sky was pitch black and the sun and moon were invisible. Both sides were spitting wildly. Anyone standing between them would feel as refreshed as having taken a bath.

Lu Zhi drank up the pot of water, Yuan Shu drank up the honey water he brought with him, and then drank up the pot of water brought by Xu Chong. Then they cheered themselves up and continued to argue with Lu Zhi until the sky was dark and they were about to collapse.

In the end, the two had a total of nine debates, six of which ended in a draw, one victory for Lu Zhi, and two for Yuan Shu. According to the rules, Yuan Shu won.

While panting, Lu Zhi sighed at Yuan Shu's quick wit and said that he was indeed an expert in debate. He said that he was slightly inferior and was willing to admit defeat.

However, Yuan Shu believed that most of the debates between him and Lu Zhi were draws, which could not really be considered a victory for him. Lu Zhi had a solid foundation, and he did not have the confidence to defeat Lu Zhi at the moment if the debate continued.

So the two sides agreed that this debate would be a draw, and they would wait for an opportunity to fight again to decide the winner.

The debate was extremely exciting, with both sides performing extremely well. The number of onlookers soared from more than 300 at the beginning to more than 700 later, and the Ma family mansion was packed with people inside and outside.

Every brilliant argument from both sides would be passed on to the back by people nearby, and then spread out bit by bit. Many people could not see the scene of Lu Zhi and Yuan Shu debating, nor could they hear their voices, but this did not prevent them from being fascinated.

Things were much simpler on Ma Rong's side. Disciples such as Zhao Jun and Zhang Jie ran back and forth, broadcasting the situation live to Ma Rong, so that Ma Rong knew at all times how the debate between Yuan Shu and Lu Zhi was going.

Ma Rong's brows relaxed and then furrowed. It was not for any other reason, but as he listened, he found that many of his arguments were refuted in the debate between these two outstanding disciples, and he himself could not think of a way to defend his arguments.

When the sun set, the news came that Lu Zhi and Yuan Shu had fought to a draw, and Ma Rong sighed deeply.

"I'm old and useless. In the next ten years, I'll have to rely on Zheng Kangcheng and Lu Zigan. After another ten years, I'll have to rely on the Yuan family kid."

Yuan Shu didn't know how Ma Rong viewed this matter. This high-intensity debate consumed too much of his energy. After returning to his residence, he slept for the whole day. After waking up, he ate a big meal of mutton and drank a bowl of honey water before he came to his senses.

Then, I brushed my teeth carefully.

Drinking honey water is drinking honey water, but you should also pay attention to your oral health~
From his lackey Xu Chong, Yuan Shu learned that Lu Zhi was similar to him. He had been sleeping since he returned and only woke up recently. He told everyone he met that he was not as good as Yuan Shu. Although the debate was a draw, Lu Zhi actually felt that he was the loser.

The reason is simple. He is much older than Yuan Shu and has studied with the teacher for a longer time, but he can only barely tie with Yuan Shu. If this is not losing, then what is losing?

Yuan Shu was young, but he was incredibly talented, had solid academic foundation, and was quite a gentleman. He accepted his defeat with all his heart.

Yuan Shu was silent for a while and then smiled.

"Lu Zigan is a gentleman. Nowadays, the world is in decline, and it's a good thing to have people like Lu Zigan."

"Good thing?"

Xu Chong said with an unhappy face: "That guy was so disrespectful to you, I wanted to beat him up several times." "Can you beat him?"

Yuan Shu glanced at Xu Chong's small body and said, "Compared to the others, you are considered strong, but compared to Lu Zigan, you are far behind."

Xu Chong was unconvinced when he heard this, but when he thought of Lu Zhi's eight or nine feet tall and strong body, he swallowed his saliva unconsciously, feeling that he, with his small body, was indeed no match for him.

But it is not the case now, but it may not be the case in the future!

"I'm not strong yet! When I grow strong, things will change!"

He angrily stated that he would strengthen his martial arts training in the future, eat more meat, drink more goat's milk, grow up as soon as possible, and become a super macho man.

Yuan Shu expressed his approval of this.

After all, Xu Chong's brain and knowledge are incompatible. They are as pure as white paper that has not been stained by ink. In this case, it would be nice for him to practice martial arts and become the number one fighter under his command.

Although he planned to follow the path of a famous scholar in the country, he had to be as knowledgeable as Confucius in the past, and he had to have a knife in his hand as well.

Confucius was able to travel around the countries safely with only three thousand disciples, so he... must have at least tens of thousands, right?

It's true that as long as one is famous and is willing to lower the threshold for accepting disciples, it is very easy for any Confucian scholar with a little fame and connections to accept thousands of students these days.

Given Ma Rong's fame, if he was willing to lower the threshold, let alone three thousand disciples, thirty thousand would be enough.

To put it in a positive way, this is called a school, but if the leader has any illegal intentions, this group of young men can instantly transform into a vibrant social group.

In other words, Ma Rong was old and didn't have that kind of idea. If he had had that kind of idea, he would not be called Ma Rong but would have changed his name to Ma Jiao.

But it was precisely because of this social environment that Yuan Shu saw this possibility.

People say that the Eastern Han Dynasty was divided into Three Kingdoms at the end of the century, and there were constant wars, but apart from the constant wars, there must be something else, right?
That night, after dinner, Yuan Shu was about to go find the little dancer he hadn't seen for a long time to chat about life and ideals and take some time to flirt with her, but Lu Zhi came.

As soon as Lu Zhi arrived, he apologized to Yuan Shu, saying that he really shouldn't have used his teacher's name to suppress Yuan Shu.

"This is not what a Confucian scholar or gentleman does. I have always held myself to the teachings of the ancient sages, but I did something like this on the spot. I am deeply ashamed. I hope Mr. Yuan will forgive me!"

Regardless of the age difference, Lu Zhi bowed deeply to Yuan Shu again to express his apology. Yuan Shu was moved by this and reached out to help Lu Zhi up.

"Why do you have to do this, Mr. Lu? Yuan didn't take this matter to heart."

Lu Zhi raised his head, looked at Yuan Shu's gentle expression, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Lu thought that he had read a lot of books and studied in the teacher's house for many years. He thought that his knowledge and cultivation had improved. But when he met Mr. Yuan, he found that what he had learned was so limited. What did he learn after all these years of hard study?"

Yuan Shu looked at Lu Zhi's self-deprecating face and suddenly understood something.

Old Lu couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart. Add to that the fact that he couldn't win despite trying his best in academics, he became a little autistic.

It's normal to be autistic. After all, you have met this genius. Being able to tie with him is already very good and not shameful.

Of course, Yuan Shu only thought about this in his mind and could not say it out loud, otherwise Lu Zhi’s faith in Taoism would really be broken.

"Mr. Lu's words are really too much. Although Shu has made some progress in his studies, he cannot be compared with Mr. Lu who has studied hard for many years. In this debate, Mr. Lu did not lose, and Shu did not win. Why should we be so concerned?"

"Lu is sixteen years older than Yuan Jun. I think I have learned a lot, but I am powerless to refute Yuan Jun. Isn't this a defeat without a fight?"

Lu Zhi smiled bitterly and said, "My master once said that Yuan Jun is a child prodigy, precocious and intelligent, and should not be regarded as an ordinary child. I was a little disdainful of him, but after the battle, I realized that there are always people better than you..."

As he said this, Lu Zhi let out a long sigh.

"Lu has underestimated many heroes in the world!"

"A tree cannot bear the title of hero."

Yuan Shu laughed and said, "How dare you call yourself a hero when you are less than eleven years old?"

"It's only a matter of time."

Lu Zhi shook his head and smiled, "Mr. Yuan is a natural beauty, and he comes from a prominent family. It is unknown whether he will become a general or a prime minister in the future. With such a demeanor, I can only look up to him."

Yuan Shu stood up and poured Lu Zhi a cup of honey water and placed it in front of him.

“Learning has no end, and no one dares to claim to be the best. The only thing we can do is to study hard and learn the boundless sea of knowledge. Only by studying hard can we get the true meaning of learning.”

"The sea of learning is endless and the journey is hard..."

Lu Zhi was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Yuan has realized such a truth at such a young age. He is truly a man of heaven! May I ask, Mr. Yuan, how many books have you read? Before entering Guanzhong, who did you worship as your teacher?"

Taking this as an excuse, Lu Zhi and Yuan Shu began to talk about their previous studies, telling each other how they were enlightened and how they learned. As they talked, the topic went a little off track.

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