Chapter five hundred and ninety-eight
The last Confucianism?
Stick to your inner correctness and do whatever you want to make up for your beliefs in your heart. Even if you are called a common Confucian scholar, it is different from the world and not accepted by other theories, you still have to adhere to the Confucian teachings. What is this?
Don’t forget your original intention?
Maybe there are, too.
Cheng Zhiyuan was a little moved, not because of Zeng Shen's words, but because of the attitude and persistence expressed in his words.
Zeng Shen said: "Do you know Wei Wuzun?"
"Wu Qi was also an apprentice under my descendant Zeng Shen's disciple, but my descendants did not know the famous general of the world and mistakenly expelled him. Later, under the command of Wei, under the command of Wei Wenhou, Wu Qi was appointed as the general and promoted 70,000 troops. Wu Qi practiced day and night,
Among them, 50,000 of them were called Wei Wu soldiers, and no one in the world could stop them. Qin State was defeated in Xihe and did not dare to enter the Central Plains for twenty years!"
"But then, everything changed."
Zeng Shen's tone became emotional and sad: "Wei Wuzhang also had a decline. Later generations did not know how to lead. Without those who guard the Tao and those who protect the Tao, they would not be able to continue this Tao."
"In Qi's martial arts, you should not meet the martial arts soldiers of Wei, and the martial arts soldiers of Wei, you should not meet the fierce soldiers of Qin."
Zeng Shen's tone was meaningful: "Now, the Confucian Sect is like the martial soldiers of Wei. Everyone wants to be a slap. Those who can't lead troops, those who can't train troops, those who can't fight, those who can't control, those who can't see the strategic direction clearly.
There are also people who are only good at talking.”
"This is the eight veins, this is the distinction between the various Confucians! The Mohist school was Mozi who was hiding, not knowing life and death, and the birds could not control the people below. Only then can they take care of their husbands. In the Xiang Dynasty, Deng Ling's three families divided Mo and were called Juzi.
A ridiculous thing.”
"As for the Legalists, they had never been unified. As a result, after Shang Yang, Shen Buhe and Shen Dao, the three of them died, the Legalists were unified. The Qi Legalists and Qin Legalists were not the same source, so they did not have to cling to each other.
relation."
Cheng Zhiyuan: "I shouldn't say anything to you because it doesn't make sense. You asked me if I should change. The facts should not be for you. You want to be the guardian of Confucianism, the guardian of Taoism, and the correctiveness.
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"You can't stand other theories and think that they have deviated from the original Confucian Tao, but in the midst of great struggle, I personally believe that the spirit of Confucianism should be carried forward, rather than being in form and bound by the decaying sage."
Cheng Zhiyuan gestured for a moment and it was probably a square: "The rules and regulations are always bad, just like a door. What we value is not the frame of the door, but the role played by the door."
Zeng Shen didn't speak, and was listening quietly.
Cheng Zhiyuan said: "What is the essential function of the door? Of course, it is to resist outsiders, to protect, and to 'boundary'."
"What we want are these two cores, so whether it is a wooden door, a copper door, a stone door, or an iron door, it is OK, but I don't want that frame, not that fixed, square thing."
Zeng Shen suddenly laughed: "Don't have a frame... How can there be a door without square things? The birth of all things must have its beginning. The door's initial appearance is to block the gap, so
There is something square.”
Cheng Zhiyuan shook his head: "Look, you really don't accept other opinions at all. Perhaps in some aspects, you are right. Sometimes, some cultures cannot be mixed with too much other gravel.
Inside."
"If you can't make the world agree with the spirit of Confucianism, then you can only defeat all other schools in the world. This is another pathological and perfect inheritance."
Zeng Shen said: "What you said makes sense. Maybe I am really old. I really can't see those chaotic changes. The eight veins have broken Confucianism. I deeply understand that relying on the truth cannot convince some people, for example
...Junni, who doesn't know where he is."
"It was Zhongni who created the eight veins! Now that Confucianism does not enter the country, there is no happy land on earth! How can this happen? As I said before, the Master's way is the greatest, and the country in the world is the most ugly! But now the Master has bowed down and has changed his grievances and requests for the whole world.
If you don’t come to pity, the country will still be ugly.”
"Confucianism, pitiful."
"When talking about virtue, these people are more irrelevant than me. If you say virtue has its limits, then use your fists and a knife."
Zeng Shen: "I have never agreed with Zilu's boxing to conquer people and tell moral matters, but now, Zilu has gone to the Weiguo essay official, but I have fists and knives. This is really unpredictable.
The past changes the present."
His knife pointed at Cheng Zhiyuan. Just when the tall old man stood here, he felt an unparalleled sense of oppression!
This person is not a saint, nor is he a sub-saint!
He is above the Lord Saint, and is the "Son"!
If Cheng Zhiyuan chooses to fight head-on, he will definitely have no chance of winning at this level.
"I have no chance of winning if I fight with you."
Cheng Zhiyuan was very calm: "If the Qin sword is still there, you can fight and give it a try."
"I thought too much."
Zeng Shen said lightly: "It's just a Qin sword, it hurts me, but you're going to die, don't underestimate the 'zi'."
"Now you have two choices. The first one is to persuade your teacher Xunqiu not to participate in this battle. The same is true for you. The second one is to be killed here now."
Zeng Shen's tone was unquestionable: "There are Gongyang Guliang besides the Eight Veins. I will never allow people like you to appear again. The Eight Veins are already shameful enough. If there are three more people, it will be a world of upside down!"
At this moment, Cheng Zhiyuan suddenly asked a question: "Did Zengzi really kill someone?"
Zeng Shen responded directly: "It's been killed."
"I killed the man with the same name and surname as me."
Huh?
Cheng Zhiyuan suddenly felt interesting.
Zeng Shen killed people, and it was Zeng Shen who killed them.
Zeng Shen said: "In the south of Wucheng, Lu State, Zeng Shen killed someone and fled in exile. In order to make the name clear, I went to argue with him. But he was frightened and wanted to kill me, but I took the knife.
Wiped the throat."
Cheng Zhiyuan felt that this was a new explanation, because Zeng Zi did not come back for a long time in the murder of Zeng Shen, and he did not say what happened to Zeng Shen, but just said that the rumors were so terrible that Zeng Shen's mother escaped.
Warn the world.
But it seems that in this world, Zeng Shen has not returned home for a long time, seems to have been explained.
"Why did I kill someone? I can't kill him."
Zeng Shen said: "He is just a coward. I dare not call him a gentleman of the world, but he is also a husband after all. He stands up against the sky and the earth. There is no need to kill him, a mediocre person, to taint my name, but I still killed him. Why?"
"Because he ruined my way! Zeng Shen killed someone, and from then on, Zeng Shen really killed someone!"
This sentence sounds a little confused, but Cheng Zhiyuan understands it.
The three of them became tigers, and the Yellow River was hard to see. Zeng Shen originally wanted him to surrender himself, but the other party wanted to kill him, so the idea was not clear. Since the other party took action, he would not blame him.
Such a person will never change his nature and must not be kept. If he is spared one day and he will destroy the Tao every day, then the Tao will be gone.
After Zeng Shen made the decision, he became very decisive.
The sword light of the pig killer is pressed down.
"I know you have a magical way of wandering and cannot kill you, but as long as you are still in this Confucian Confucian Conference, I will come to you day and night, so please answer me!"
Zeng Shen faced Cheng Zhiyuan.
Cheng Zhiyuan said, "You have already said that King Wu's axe should be given to the great masters."
"The ancients were respectable, but people today could be hurt. You said that great virtues are the transformation of heaven and earth, but they also wanted to argue with reason. How ridiculous is it?"
Cheng Zhiyuan faced him and said, "Don't be verbally polite. This time, Huang Yue's belonging will be the result. It depends on the efforts of all parties. Just a single killing knife... Zengzi, you can't threaten me!"
clang--!
Blood washing, hustle weapon, chopping the dragon, Bai Fanwu, and the four swords buzzing, all of which came out of the four directions. Cheng Zhiyuan raised his finger, and his spirit suddenly gathered!
Zeng Shen came to Cheng Zhiyuan in one step, and the blade roared, and four swords were swung away. The blade turned around, killing two corpses in a row. The sword light was sharp and the sword energy was broken. At this moment, the blade turned around—
Cheng Zhiyuan hit the blade with two fingers, and his essence gathered like a mountain!
Chapter completed!