"Master, you... have you spoken just now?"

After a long time, Meng Zhong asked in surprise.

Hearing this, Zhuangzi blinked and said unconsciously: "I am not deaf or dumb, why can't I speak?"

"No." Meng Zhong shook his head and said in surprise: "I have been by your side for more than four years and have never seen you speak..."

"That's just that I don't want to speak." Zhuangzi said, stroking his beard.

"Then why are you willing to speak suddenly? Could it be that there is something wrong with unfilial disciples who don't understand?" Meng Zhong asked curiously.

Upon hearing this, Zhuangzi said lightly: "It's probably because he was angry with some unfilial disciple."

"Teacher..." Meng Zhong knew that Zhuangzi was teasing him as soon as he heard this.

Looking at Meng Zhong's helpless expression, Zhuangzi laughed and waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, sit here and talk about your experience this time... You are away and experienced many things, and I believe you have some experience."

Hearing this, Meng Zhong sat down at his usual seat, that is, Zhuangzi's right hand side, and still sat cross-legged, slowly telling his experience.

To talk about his experience in going to Teng Country this time, the major events are nothing more than "meeting Hui Ang", "meeting Wang Yan of Song", "meeting Teng Hu", and "visiting Mencius". In addition, they are all what he saw and heard in Teng Country.

When Meng Zhong mentioned Hui'an's incident, Zhuangzi nodded slightly while stroking his beard.

Among the younger generations Zhuangzi was familiar with, Hui Ann was the most outstanding, and the only one who was criticized was that he chose to assist Wang Yan of Song.

In Zhuangzi's view, Song Wang Yan was not a wise monarch.

"Since you have met King Song, what do you think?" Zhuangzi asked.

Meng Zhong thought about it carefully and said according to Hui'an's previous evaluation: "Song Wang Yan is wise and tyrannical... When he first met his disciple, he was actually quite kind, but he killed a minister named Tang Yang in front of his disciple..."

As he said that, Meng Zhongbing told Zhuangzi all the things that happened that day, and Zhuangzi shook his head when he heard it.

Of course, Zhuangzi's head shaking is targeting the minister named Tang Yang. After all, this person's remarks that "regardless of good and evil, people in the world will be afraid of the king" are really a bastard. Even if such a person has talent, he will have talent but no virtue. If he stays in the world, he will cause trouble in the future.

But even so, when Song Wangyan immediately killed Tang Yang with his own hands, it can be seen that the monarch's tyrannical character and his despise of human life.

There is a saying that when a rabbit dies, the fox is sad, and things hurt their species. Although Tang Yang killed by Wang Yan of Song today is indeed damn, judging from the situation at that time, who can guarantee that the next time Wang Yan killed his own? Although Hui Ann insists on the view that "the king will not kill me", judging from the actions of Wang Yan of Song pointing at Hui Ann with a sword at that time, Meng Zhong does not think it would be a good experience to be an official under this monarch.

"...But Brother Hui Anxian's later words made his disciples hesitate. He said that if a person lives for a lifetime, he will inevitably want to return to his hometown in the end. If the homeland no longer exists at this time, wouldn't this be a sad thing?" Meng Zhong said to Zhuangzi.

"Just like falling leaves return to their roots, leaves that leave their branches will eventually rot into the land, return the essence to the big tree and nourish the roots. The same is true for people. Zhang Yi, who is called the "real man" by the world, does not understand this principle... After half of his life, he will only have a handful of loess after his death. Why do you have to come from?"

Zhuangzi nodded slightly. Hui Ang had also told him this explanation at the beginning, so he tacitly agreed to Hui Ang assisting Wang Yan of Song.

After all, even Zhuangzi doesn't want to see his country be destroyed by other countries. After all, this is the homeland where he gave birth to him and raised him.

After that, Meng Zhong told Zhuangzi about his conversation with Teng Hu.

When Zhuangzi was surprised when he heard that Meng Zhong did not kill Teng Hu in the end. He held back his joy and asked, "Why didn't he do it?"

So Meng Zhong said that Sima Mengqing captured Teng Hu with his own life and explained: "A disciple asked me in his heart at that time, would he have avenged his brother if he continues to take revenge on his sword? Can the brother rest in peace? Not so!... If that sword is at best just for his own "happiness". For his own pleasure, he seized Uncle Meng Qing's sacrifice and contribution, what is this?"

"..." Zhuangzi listened quietly.

I have to say that Meng Zhong's answer is still far from the answer that Zhuangzi was most satisfied, but even so, Zhuangzi was very satisfied. After all, the disciple in front of him is only fifteen years old this year. It is already a great thing to think of this level at such a young age and to restrain the "human desires" in his heart.

"Don't you feel regretful?" Zhuangzi asked deliberately.

Meng Zhong shook his head and said, "My brother's revenge, Uncle Meng Qing has avenged him and killed Teng Hu, the monarch of Teng Kingdom; and the disciples saw Teng Hu, who was still thinking about the country when they were dying. Such a person should not die in the hands of his disciples as the "Song Bing"... The disciples have no regrets."

Zhuangzi nodded after hearing this and praised, "Hate breeds hatred, and hatred breeds hatred, which is a very terrible thing. In the past, a woman named Wu fought with a woman named Chu to fight for a mulberry tree. She first argued in words, and then bit and wrestled. The woman named Chu was weak and was not a match for Wu. When she returned home, she told her family about this. The family was very angry, and the next day she took revenge on the woman Wu and beat the latter. Wu was beaten.

He also informed his family about this. His family and his tribe members from the same village, and brought swords to the home of Chu Nu and killed his whole family. He learned that the Chu people were killed by the Wu people, and the generals of Chu land summoned the army to massacre the entire village where Wu Nu was located. After learning about it, the King of Wu summoned a large army to attack Chu, which finally triggered a decades-long war between Wu and Chu... And this is the hatred caused by a mulberry tree."

After a pause, Zhuangzi said again: "Which the Chu and Wu, who caused this "battle of war against mulberry", were all swallowed up by hatred, causing the family to be destroyed."

"Disciple is taught." Meng Zhong nodded thoughtfully and then said, "If one of the people could repay kindness and let go of the dispute at that time, it might not have ended like that, right?"

“Hmm?”

Zhuangzi heard some clues from his disciple's words and asked suspiciously: "Rende? Why do you have that kind of thought?"

Seeing this, Meng Zhongbing said honestly: "It's true. After Teng Hu's death, Brother Hui'an took his disciples to Zou State to visit Mencius..."

Hearing this, Zhuangzi's smile froze slightly and he said lightly: "Is this true?... Let's listen to it in detail."

Seeing this, Meng Zhong told Zhuangzi all the time when he visited Mencius, including his debate with Mencius' disciples.

It is no exaggeration to say that when he heard that Meng Zhong was speechless and accused Confucianism of "sensible" in public and the Confucian disciples were speechless, Zhuangzi was obviously over 70 years old, and he was excited and nodded and smiled, "Okay! OK! That's what it should be!"

After saying that, he turned to look at Meng Zhong.

It has to be said that although Zhuangzi always believed that Meng Zhong was extremely intelligent, he did not expect that this son could make Mencius' disciples speechless. More importantly, Meng Zhong did not simply use the debates of famous scholars to surpass Confucianism, but used the "reasonal argument" advocated by Zhuang Zhou, which was reasonable and well-founded, which made Confucianism speechless.

"How did Meng Ke react? Didn't he debate with you in person?" Zhuangzi asked with some anticipation.

Meng Zhong shook his head and said, "Mencius said that if he was thirty years younger, he would come to debate with his disciples in person. Now, he won without force, and if he lost, he would be faceless..."

"This old guy is cunning!"

Zhuangzi snorted disdainfully and said to Meng Zhong: "Everyone in the world says that Meng Ke is good at eloquence, but his general arguments are nothing. If you debate with you personally, you will just be humiliated!"

"Old guy? Isn't this right for you?"

Meng Zhong secretly glanced at Zhuangzi.

Because as far as he knows, Zhuangzi and Mencius are about the same age as Mencius, and Mencius is only two or three years older than Zhuangzi at most.

"Master Zhuang's words...a little mean."

Meng Zhong said tactfully: "I had a detailed discussion with Mencius that day, and some of Mencius's thoughts and opinions benefited a lot."

"Oh?" Zhuangzi sneered, "Has he also given you a precious wooden box?"

Obviously, this is Zhuangzi borrowing Meng Zhong's fable of mocking Mencius by mocking Confucianism's "buying a box and returning a pearl" to mock Mencius.

Meng Zhong smiled bitterly when he heard this, shook his head and said, "It's not like what Master said, Mencius just gave his disciple half a book..."

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, took out a bamboo slip from his arms and handed it to Zhuangzi and said, "Master, this is the letter that Mencius asked Brother Hui'an to give you. Brother Hui'an entrusted his disciples to pass this letter to you."

"Men Ke's letter?"

Zhuangzi frowned slightly, but he took it, spread his hands and read it roughly.

Just a glance, his brows frowned deeply, and then he asked Meng Zhong with a stern face: "Have you read this letter?"

Meng Zhong didn't understand why, shook his head and said truthfully, "Since it was Mencius's letter to you, how dare you, disciples dare to watch it secretly?"

Hearing this, Zhuangzi regained his kind expression, calmly put the bamboo slip in his hand aside, and then asked Meng Zhong, "A Zhong, what are your plans next?"

Meng Zhong replied respectfully: "In recent days, my disciples want to accompany my mother at home. After a few days, I hope to return to my master to study."

"Well." Zhuangzi nodded and said, "You have been away from home for a long time. You should really be with your mother... Okay, I won't keep you anymore. You can move the 'wooden box' that Meng Ke gave you to your residence, and then go home to accompany your mother. You should also..." He glanced at the letter from Mencius who was put aside, and then continued, "I also want to write a reply to Meng Ke."

"Yes, my disciple will leave."

Meng Zhong bowed and retreated.

Seeing the disciple leaving, Zhuangzi immediately put away the smile on his face, found a blank bamboo slip, and wrote a quick pen on the bamboo slip with anger on his face.

When Zhuang Bo happened to walk into the house, he saw Zhuangzi writing quickly, so he looked around curiously, and then he was shocked and looked surprised.

He couldn't help asking, "Teacher, who has annoyed you and asked you to write such a letter to scold him?"

"It's really hateful that Confucianism stole the 'virtue' of my Taoism and even wanted to steal my disciples from Zhuang Zhou!"

As he said that, Zhuangzi handed his letter to Zhuang Bo. Yu said angrily: "You will ask someone to send this letter to Zou State later and hand it over to that person!"

"Who is it?" Zhuang Bo asked carefully.

"Men Ke!"

Zhuangzi said angrily.

Hearing this, Uncle Zhuang subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and then looked at the letter in his hand with a terrifying expression.
Chapter completed!