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Seeing Gongsun Ling's question, Yan Lu secretly said: "Here we come, the strongest debate technique of the Gongsun family, a white horse is not a horse."

Zi Cong: "Everyone knows that whether it is a white horse or a black horse, they are all horses in the first place."

Gongsun Linglong: "It's wrong, it's a big mistake. How can a white horse be a horse?"

As soon as this remark came out, the people of Confucianism immediately talked about it,

"This person is stupid!"

"That's right, it's obviously asking for humiliation!"

"Yes, isn't a white horse a horse?"

Hearing the discussions of the brothers around him, Zicong nodded and said, "A white horse is not a horse, why did Mr. Gongsun say that?"

Seeing Zicong's nod, Zhang Liang secretly said: "This is the killer trick of the famous Gongsun. I don't know how many people have been defeated by this trick. Zicong has already fallen for it."

At that moment, Gongsun Linglong counted them one by one: "There are many colors of horses in this world, white, black, brown, red, yellow, gray, all kinds of 'colors', do you know about this?"

"of course I know."

Afterwards, Gongsun Linglong continued: "If your mount is a white horse, and someone borrows it for a day and gives you back a black horse the next day, and tells you that it is the same, it is a horse anyway, would you agree?"

Zi Cong was already sweating profusely at this time, he hesitated for a while and said: "This..., I cannot agree."

Seeing Zicong slowly falling into his cage, Gongsun Linglong sneered and said, "On the other hand, if someone says that a horse is equal to a white horse, or that a horse is equal to a black horse, doesn't that mean that a white horse is equal to a dark horse? Therefore, a horse is not equal to a white horse." , is that correct?"

"This..." Beads of sweat slowly flowed from his temples to his cheeks, Zicong had long since lost his self-awareness, and was completely taken away by Gongsun Linglong.

Seeing Zicong's acquiescence, Gongsun Linglong immediately concluded: "That's it. Since I said that a horse is not equal to a white horse, then I said that this white horse is not a horse. Is there anything wrong?"

In the quiet segment, Zicong slowly backed out of the trap, saying: "Uh...Mr. is wrong."

Gongsun Linglong was surprised: "Oh?"

Zi Cong slowly said: "Mr.'s reasoning seems reasonable, but it is actually absurd. Although the so-called white horse is not a horse, it sounds impeccable, but many unchanging facts in the world will not change because of the outcome of a debate. Famous scholars said: "A white horse is not a horse, but the horse will not disappear from the world because of this debate. This kind of great way of heaven and earth is the goal of Confucianism."

Gongsun Linglong covered her face with a mask and laughed very proudly: "Haha..."

Zicong asked doubtfully, "What are you laughing at, sir?"

Gongsun Linglong sarcastically said: "I laughed at Confucianism saying that they must call heaven, earth, ruler, parent and teacher, respect the ancients and respect the sages, but I have even forgotten my ancestors."

Zi Cong: "May I ask you why you made such a statement?"

Gongsun Linglong smiled and said: "There is a well-known person who once agreed with our famous saying that a white horse is not a horse. He is also a member of Confucianism, and everyone should be familiar with it."

Zi Cong subconsciously asked: "Who is it?"

Gongsun Linglong: "It's Master Kong, the patriarch of your Confucianism."

Zicong asked: "When did my Master Kong agree with the theory of the white horse?"

Gongsun Linglong proudly said: "As a scholar, I don't know my own allusions."

Arriving here, Yan Lu was startled, and secretly said: "No! This is another trap of the Gongsun family!"

I saw Gongsun Linglong pretending to sigh and said: "Oh, whatever, I will teach you again today. When the King of Chu lost a bow when he went hunting, his followers wanted to find it. The King of Chu said: "The people of Chu lost it. , Chu people got it, why bother to look for it? Is there such a thing?"

"Have."

Gongsun Linglong: "Then what did your old Confucius say when he heard it?"

Zi Cong: "The patriarch is worthy of being a master of a generation. After he learned about this, he thought that people should broaden their horizons. Everyone is equal, and there is no need to distinguish between Chu people or people from other countries. Therefore, he told the king of Chu, It’s enough to say that people who lose can gain, why should we talk about people from Chu?”

"Isn't that evidence?"

"How to say?"

Gongsun Linglong: "If Chu people are the same as people, why did Confucius correct the King of Chu? Obviously, he thinks that people of Chu and people have two different meanings, so he corrected the King of Chu, right? Since Old Master Confucius thinks that Chu people are not human beings, doesn’t that coincide with my white horse not being a horse? Brother, don’t you admit defeat?”

Zi Cong: "Oh!"

Seeing this, Yan Lu couldn't help but shook his head, the result was already clear, Zicong had already lost.

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"Clap clap..."

Just when Gongsun Linglong defeated Zi Cong with that sophistry, harsh applause resounded in the Confucian hall.Everyone looked in the direction of the applause, and saw Li Si knelt on the first seat secretly contentedly, his hands clapping non-stop.

Fu Nian, Yan and Lu frowned slightly, as for Zhang Liang, he still had an inscrutable demeanor, making one never know what he was thinking next.

After applauding, Li Si said with a smile: "Wonderful! It's really wonderful! The famous debate skills are really eye-opening!"

As soon as this remark came out, the atmosphere in the hall was suddenly suffocated. Anyone with a little brains could see that Li Si was targeting Confucianism.

Only Gongsun Linglong laughed and said: "Everyone here has become my defeated opponent, now..."

Before he finished speaking, a shocking voice interrupted from outside the hall: "Mr. Gongsun is wrong. There are still disciples in Confucianism who have not asked for advice."

"Ok?"

Hearing the sound, Xinghun immediately became interested, and raised his lowered head to look outside the door.Chu Nangong also yawned and woke up from his deep sleep, as if he was waiting for this moment to come.

Everyone looked for the sound and looked towards the door. The Confucian disciples at the door automatically moved to both sides to make way for a passage.

Looking along the aisle, I saw a black hair tied with a white ribbon, a snow-white long dress, a long white tassel tassel tied around the waist, a piece of suet white jade, and a soft smoky gauze.The eyebrows grow into the temples, the slender and gentle eyes, the straight nose bridge, and the fair skin.The man with sword-like eyebrows flying slantingly into the strands of black hair at the corner of his temple stood outside the door with one hand under his stomach and the other behind his back.

The person who came was Mu Hantian who came out of Master Xun's bamboo forest house.