Chapter 301 I can’t kill those rotten scholars?

Zhao Lang has not seen his husband since last time.

One is because I am busy, and the other is because the other party hardly shows up.

Zhao Lang probably secretly listened to the Confucian debate.

Zhao Lang felt a little pitiful when he thought of the way the other party cowered and sat in the corner last time.

I don’t know if my teacher saw that I almost had a falling out with those Confucian scholars during the last Confucian debate.

After following the teacher into the room, Zhao Lang stood up neatly, then showed a smile and said,

"Teacher, are you looking for me?"

Zhao Lang murmured in his heart,

Judging from the look on my teacher's face, it seems like nothing good happened today.

Seeing Zhao Lang's well-behaved look, Kong Jia couldn't help but feel most of the anger in his heart disappear.

But I still have to say what needs to be said, deliberately saying it with a straight face,

"The last time you went to the Confucian debate, you had a falling out with everyone else?"

I remembered the cold look Zhao Lang showed in front of all the Confucian scholars last time.

He was a little worried.

If Zhao Lang had not shown up at the last Confucian debate, he would not have been so worried.

No matter how high Su's reputation is, he only needs to produce printed Confucian classics!

In this way, you can kill the opponent, even if the opponent is a prince, it will be the same!

Because Confucian classics can be printed on a large scale, this is something that can be passed down through the ages.

Again, support from Confucian scholar Gongyang!

He, the Confucian leader, suppressed him.

It is not impossible to send Zhao Lang to the position of Confucian leader.

But now, except for Gongyang, most Confucian scholars from other schools have turned to support Su.

At this time, Zhao Lang suddenly realized that he was really doing this, so he comforted him,

"Teacher, it doesn't matter. If you have a falling out, it's a falling out. We can just teach our own students."

How can he have the leisure now to engage in such a fight with the Confucians?

Isn't that idle panic?

The only serious thing is to teach your own people honestly and improve their strength.

As for these Confucian scholars, they don’t know how many of them will survive the great chaos two years later.

Kong Jia said angrily,

"Short-sighted! Do you know that all Confucian scholars will be fooled by Na Chun..."

Kong Jia changed his mouth in time,

"The benevolent act of a fool changes his mind, and that's the end of it!"

How could Kong Jia not see that behind Su were a dozen Confucian scholars, mainly Chun Yuyue.

Hearing this, Zhao Lang still didn't take it seriously.

"Teacher, the way of benevolence is not bad."

Kong Jia was startled for a moment, but he still remembered when Zhao Lang refuted Su,

"Don't you support the Rams?"

Zhao Lang said carelessly,

"Teacher, my support of Gongyang does not prevent me from supporting Rende."

"It's just that my benevolence must be divided into internal and external parts, and at different times."

"You must be kind to your own people. Who doesn't want to live a relaxed and happy life?"

"But in special times, special methods must be used."

"For the outside world, of course we have to use rams. If anyone provokes us, no matter how long it takes, no matter where they are, we will always find them back in this situation!"

Zhao Lang'er's last expression became a bit ferocious.

Snapped!

"hiss!"

Zhao Lang took a deep breath and exclaimed in pain,

"Teacher, why are you hitting me?"

Kong Jia said with a straight face at this time,

"Where did you learn this bandit's technique?"

"How can the way of a saint become so narrow!"

Zhao Lang touched his hand and said,

"Teacher, sometimes you should be a little more narrow-minded."

Kong Jia frowned directly and said,

"What do you mean?!"

Anyway, we have already talked about this, so Zhao Lang simply said,

"Teacher, I know that a saint's vision and mind focus on the whole world!"

“That’s why we have this concept of world harmony.”

"There are also things that saints cannot see, because not all people are human."

Zhao Lang knew what his teacher meant.

The theories promoted by the Chinese sages are truly great wisdom and are beneficial to everyone.

For example, teaching without distinction, teaching students in accordance with their aptitude, etc.

But what these saints did not expect was that the world was very big.

But not all people, like the people of China, inherit their wisdom and can be called human beings.

In some places, people are dressed in human skin, but inside they are beasts.

To deal with wild beasts, you must naturally use the same methods as wild beasts.

After listening to Zhao Lang's words, Kong Jia frowned slightly.

"Not all your words are false, but this road is a bit narrow after all."

Zhao Lang blinked and said,

"It doesn't matter, I'm a little more narrow-minded now, and it's okay for future generations to be a little more lenient."

Kong Jia was amused by these words, and then said,

"You think well, but what Confucianism preaches now is the great benevolence of treating everyone equally in the world!"

"At that time, your narrow-minded benevolence will be of no use."

Zhao Lang shook his head disapprovingly. Now Qin Shihuang alone is the one who controls both inside and outside the Qin Dynasty.

After the death of Qin Shihuang, who would dare to use this kind of benevolence that does not distinguish between internal and external?

Just wait to be torn into pieces by the remnants of the Six Kingdoms and the Huns and barbarians.

Of course, this isn't something he has to worry about.

The crater of Daqin depends on which unlucky guy gets to sit on it.

He just needs to be a happy little rebel.

If this great benevolent person can still survive this troubled world...

Zhao Lang thought of something and said with a smile,

"Teacher, in ancient times Confucius killed Shaozhengmao, but I can't kill those corrupt Confucians?"

when!

There was a muffled sound, and Zhao Lang saw his teacher standing up with a look of shock on his face.

Zhao Lang was shocked.

"Teacher, why are you so excited?"

Kong Jia said with an extremely serious face,
To be continued...