The Ascension Plan of the Ancestral Star of the Shuttles

Chapter 311 Advanced Thoughts in the Feudal Era
The expressions of those so-called literati and refined scholars all changed, and none of them were afraid of talking and debating, but when they encountered such a ruthless character who would draw their swords at every turn, they could only admit that they were cowardly.

This is the best interpretation of a scholar meeting a soldier.

At that moment, they all muttered words such as "barbarian" and "reckless man" in their mouths, and stayed away from this area.

Wen Hua snorted coldly, then let go of the hilt of his sword, and sat down again.

Xu Fengnian shook his head with a broken smile. Although this guy looks a bit like him and Li Fei, it's a pity that he is still too soft-hearted.

If it was him, even if he didn't directly draw the saber just now, he would have stepped forward and slashed at him, and he would have slashed at him if he dared to say a word.

Those useless scholars who don't understand nonsense and only talk about harming the country are really worthless, chopping them up is like chopping ripe melons.

Xu Fengnian asked the poor scholar: "Do you know that little girl?"

The scholar said, "I taught her how to read."

Xu Fengnian said: "The whole family is like this, what's the use of knowing characters?"

The scholar said: "Only by reading and knowing characters can you understand and understand. If fate is hard, only self-help can have a chance of life."

Xu Fengnian's eyes flashed brightly, and he began to be a little interested in this scholar.

He then asked, "Then why don't you eat melons?"

The scholar looked down at the book in his hand, and said calmly, "I can't eat it either."

Xu Fengnian was puzzled and said, "Aren't melons for literati to eat?"

The scholar looked up at him, and said with a faint smile, "I'm not a literati, let alone an elegant scholar."

Xu Fengnian looked into his eyes and said, "Then what are you?"

The smile on the scholar's face widened, and he said, "Poor."

Xu Fengnian also laughed, and sat down beside the scholar.

The scholar's face changed slightly, he got up slowly and took a step to the side, saying: "Young master sits with me, you will be laughed at by scholars and celebrities."

Xu Fengnian said indifferently, "I'm just an idiot, and I've long been used to being laughed at."

As he spoke, he patted the stool beside him, signaling the scholar to sit down.

The scholar didn't sit down for a while, but with a smile on his face again, he said: "That young man is a bright idiot."

Xu Fengnian never lacked the spirit of self-deprecation, and said with a smile: "It's nothing but gold and jade."

After speaking, he made a move to the hand on the stone table several feet away, and a piece of watermelon flew out of nowhere and fell firmly into his palm.

The ability to control things with his mind is very easy for him now.

The scholar was very surprised, this move was beyond his cognition.

Xu Fengnian handed out the watermelon to the scholar and said, "Do you want to eat it?"

The scholar was silent, Xu Fengnian smiled and said, "Don't you dare?"

The scholar remained silent, but frowned.

Seeing this, Xu Fengnian threw the watermelon in his hand towards him.

The scholar held the book in one hand, so he could only catch it with one hand, and managed to catch it in a hurry.

Seeing Xu Fengnian pinching his own piece and gnawing his head, he sat down again, lowered his head and took a bite, feeling sweet and refreshing in his mouth.

"Are you here for the debate too?"

"Poor people are not eligible to enter the venue." After the scholar replied, he also began to gnaw on the watermelon, and he had already moved his mouth anyway, so he let go.

Xu Fengnian wondered: "Then what are you doing here?"

After swallowing the melon in his mouth, the scholar raised the book in his left hand and said, "Look at the books. Those literati often donate money and books to the monastery. If I come more often, I can ask the monk to borrow some books to read." Look."

Xu Fengnian said: "Why do you want to send money to the temple?"

A hint of sarcasm flashed across the scholar's eyes, and he said, "For money, for luck, for marriage."

Xu Fengnian directly showed the meaning of ridicule on his face, saying: "Don't ask for it from the book, but ask it in the temple."

When the scholar heard this, his expression changed, and he said: "If you can say such a thing, you are not an idiot."

Xu Fengnian smiled and didn't answer this question.

"Amitabha."

A Buddha's horn sounded by the pool, Xu Fengnian and the others turned their heads to look, and saw two middle-aged monks standing by the pool, pointing at the little girl with a smile on their faces, then turned and left.

The little girl bowed to the monk, turned around and ran to the scholar, saying, "Master asked me to pick up copper coins."

The scholar nodded with a smile, and said to her, "Go!"

The little girl ran to the pool happily, and the scholar said to Xu Fengnian: "The monks in this temple are compassionate. Although it is only a few copper coins, they can buy half a cage of steamed buns, which are food for her and grandpa for several days."

Xu Fengnian is silent, he has been traveling for three years, he has experienced this kind of life.

Although he and Lao Huang are hungry and full, at least they are adults, and they can still steal and cheat.

But this little girl's situation is obviously more difficult than theirs.

There is a gazebo behind the pool, where several pairs of scholars and ladies in luxurious clothes enjoy the cool.

Seeing the little girl who rolled up her trousers and bent over to pick up money in the pond, a boy with triangular eyes suddenly sneered and threw a watermelon at the little girl.

With a sound of "Boom", a large splash of water was splashed, and the watermelon also shattered in the pool. The drenched little girl was so frightened that she shivered and dared not pick up the copper coins anymore.

She wanted to leave the pool, but she was in a hurry in the water, and accidentally threw herself into the pool, causing bursts of laughter.

A lady with heavy make-up gloated and scolded sharply, "Little bitch, who told you to come here to pick up the wish money? Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death by the monks in the temple?"

The little girl lowered her head with red eyes and said: "The master said that it doesn't matter if you only pick up a few copper coins each time."

The woman glared and said angrily, "How dare you talk back?"

In her anger, she picked up a stone on the ground and smashed it hard.

The little girl instinctively dodged for a while, but the woman missed the hit, and immediately became very annoyed. She picked up another stone the size of an egg, and said with a grin: "If you dare to hide, if you hide again, your leg will be broken."

She threw it hard and hit the little girl's chest with a bang. The men and women around her applauded and praised the accuracy.

The little girl's thin body like a bamboo pole, how can she bear such a toss?

She shook for a while, her face was painful, but she still didn't dare to avoid it, standing in the water and crying: "I don't dare to pick it up, and I won't dare again."

The young woman picked up a few more stones with a sneer, and distributed them to friends and friends around her. It’s better to have fun alone than to have fun with others. They are going to play a game like throwing bamboo arrows into a pot together.

They didn't care at all whether the little girl's body could withstand a few throws.

For a Jiangnan Taoist, what is it to kill a little bitch who is begging?
Seeing this scene, the poor scholar rushed towards the pool, shouting, "Stop."

The scholars and ladies were stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, not only did not stop, but threw stones at the little girl in the water with more force.

The leading woman threw a stone at the scholar and shouted, "Where did you come from? How dare you stand out here."

The little girl bit her lip and dared not make a sound, but squatted in the cold spring water up to her knees, curled up.

Where is it not that the human heart is colder than water?

But the little girl, who was in extreme pain, still squeezed out a pale smile, and said to the poor scholar who stepped forward: "Brother Chen, it's okay, just hit it a few times, it won't hurt."

The scholar jumped into the water and stood in front of the little girl, with a sad face, looking at this group of noble men and women who rely on the shadow of their family and have no worries about food and clothing all their lives, their hearts are cold.

Taoist scholars in the south of the Yangtze River formed forests, and those poor families and common people in the market were all weeds and vines that grew up by attaching to the scholar's Xiumu.

It is generally accepted that it is not a big deal to cut down a few grasses, vines and miscellaneous trees.

But the scholars of the rich family are self-confident about their status, so they don't try to deliberately target ordinary people, probably because they think they are undervalued.

On the contrary, the servants and official families who are only one line above the humble family, these two families are especially bad-behaved, and they spare no effort to show off their identities.

The scholars and ladies of Baoguo Temple who made things difficult for the little beggars belonged to this category.

Wagging his tail and begging for mercy, it is good for the children of the aristocratic clan to fart, but squinting at others, even if the poor family wrote truly splendid articles, they feel vulgar.

But today, they went out without looking at the almanac.

Even people from aristocratic families are willing to kill as soon as they say it. In the eyes of Xu Fengnian and the others, these scholars and ladies from small families are no different from the humble pigs and dogs in their eyes.

When the scholar was rushing towards the pool, Li Fei, Xu Fengnian, Wen Hua, Miss Hehe all came towards this side and met by the pool.

It's not that the others are not filled with indignation, but that there is no need for so many people to come out.

When these four people came out, any one of them could take off the heads of those couples with a wave of his hand, and the others naturally didn't need to step forward.

Xu Fengnian and Wen Hua held the hilts of their swords, Miss Haha also raised her sword, Li Fei pointed her hands together, but the poor scholar's face changed, and he shouted, "No."

Several people turned their heads to look at the scholar in surprise, but the poor scholar turned his head to indicate that there was a helpless little girl standing behind him.

You guys are happy with your enmity at the moment, how can the little girl withstand their family's revenge afterward?
Xu Fengnian and the others frowned.

The group of Gaoliang disciples who were bewildered finally came back to their senses, and the woman who caused this incident took a few steps back in fright.

What kind of rude barbarian would do such a stupid thing to draw their swords at each other?How did these people enter Baoguo Temple?
Li Fei suddenly said: "Don't we have a tradition of picking up maidservants outside? The elder sister has already picked up Erqiao, and it's not too late to pick up another one."

"After the matter here is over, I will help my little sister cure her grandfather. It should be no problem to drive us a car. What are you afraid of?"

Xu Fengnian and the others relaxed their brows, and without hesitation, two sabres, one sword, and one palm force blasted into the pavilion in no particular order.

"Chi Chi Chi... Wow"

Blood was splashed everywhere in the pavilion, and all six bearing columns of the pavilion were broken.

The roof of the entire pavilion fell flat, covering the dead scholars and ladies inside, just like a tomb.

After doing this, under the dull gaze of the scholar, Li Fei jumped into the pool and raised his hand to the nervous little girl.

A green light enveloped the little girl, and the wounds on her body recovered in an instant.

The scholar stared blankly at this miraculous scene, opened his mouth to Li Fei, but didn't know what to say.

There was a hint of gratitude in his eyes, but it was more complicated and incomprehensible.

Li Fei smiled at him and said, "You don't have to be grateful, don't think that we are some kind of chivalrous knights."

"We treat those people as pigs and dogs, and kill them as soon as we say, just like they did to you and this little sister. After all, we are the same as those people."

Hearing Li Fei's extremely teasing self-mockery, the poor scholar couldn't help but laugh. He suddenly had an urge to get closer to this group of people.

At this time Er Qiao came over and said to Xu Fengnian: "Miss said, the debate has already started, it's time to pass."

Xu Fengnian nodded and asked the scholar, "What's your name?"

The scholar clasped his fists and bowed, "My servant is Chen Xiliang."

Xu Fengnian said: "Brother Chen, do you know what the topic of today's debate is?"

Chen Xiliang said: "The debate between kings and tyrants."

Xu Fengnian looked serious, and asked: "What is a king, what is an overlord?"

Chen Xiliang also said solemnly: "The one who acts benevolently with virtue is the king, and the one who acts benevolently with strength is the king."

Xu Fengnian nodded in satisfaction, and said: "Since you know, do you dare to argue with everyone? We will accompany you there, who will say that you are not qualified, I have a knife in my hand."

This is an opportunity Xu Fengnian gave Chen Xiliang, and it was also an opportunity for Beiliang.

Xu Zhihu and the group all looked at Chen Xiliang.

Chen Xiliang stared at Xu Fengnian for a moment, then suddenly turned to look at the little girl, and said, "How are you going to arrange her?"

Xu Fengnian pointed to Li Fei, and said: "My brother just said that he will help her cure her grandpa. In the future, her grandpa will help us drive the car, and she will be a maid for my sister."

"Okay, I'll go with you." Chen Xiliang made up his mind when he heard the words, and clasped his fists and said, "I haven't asked the young master's name."

Xu Fengnian said jokingly: "Xu Fengnian from Beiliang, the world's most dandy, the most domineering idiot."

Chen Xiliang looked at Xu Fengnian in a daze, and murmured: "There should be more idiots like you in the world."

Xu Fengnian smiled, pointed at the little girl and turned to Er Qiao, "Er Qiao, take good care of her."

"Yes."

……

In the square in front of the Daxiong Hall of Baoguo Temple, except for the more than a hundred celebrities who can participate in the Qushui talk about kings and hegemons, there are a total of three to four hundred onlookers, and the towers, pavilions and pavilions are full of people.

A scholar on the stage was talking eloquently to himself: "King is based on virtue, and dominance depends on strength. Although the domineering can open up fields and have a solid warehouse, he will eventually convince people with strength."

"Severe penalties, clear laws, act with authority, respect the emperor and humble ministers, so you can annex the world and become a big country."

"However, doing things like this can easily lead to a tyrannical heart. There are no relatives in the world, and all relationships are lost. The ancestral temple is in danger of collapse, and the etiquette is in danger of collapse."

"The ancient king, benevolent to the world, taught love and made him loyal, and when he did not seize the people, he had the virtue of swaying. The world is born with the way, and the people are happy."

This person's voice was cadenced and contagious, and when he said the last sentence, he spread his arms vigorously, attracting applause from all the audience.

"fart."

Amidst the applause, an extremely discordant and vulgar remark sounded, making the venue suddenly silent, and everyone looked towards the place where the voice came from.

Then I saw a group of people walking into the arena, and the ones walking in the front were three young masters with extraordinary bearing and extraordinary manners.

One of them was dressed in white Shengxue, with a long knife hanging from his waist, and his attitude was domineering.

On the left is a man in an upright green shirt with a jade flute on his waist, with a relaxed and elegant demeanor.

On the right is a man dressed in grey, holding a long sword in his hand, full of heroic spirit.

Behind the three of them, there are men and women, old and young, a large crowd, the most conspicuous of them is naturally the one in red, and almost everyone in Yangcheng recognizes them.

Xu Fengnian who said the word "fart" continued: "Let me put it in a more elegant way. What he said just now is all nonsense. Respecting the king and despising the tyrant is all nonsense."

Li Fei and Huang Longshi, who came from later generations, have the deepest understanding of this debate between king and hegemony.

In short, the Taoists in the south of the Yangtze River respect the king and despise the tyrant, which is equivalent to the Han Dynasty in another world, which dismissed hundreds of schools and only respected Confucianism.

Huaxia used 2000 years to prove Xu Fengnian's saying that "respecting the king and despising the tyrant is all nonsense".

There was a lot of discussion in the field.

"Who is this? How dare you say such wild words."

"Where did this barbarian come from? He even brought a weapon while participating in a clear talk and debate."

Seeing that everyone was glaring at him, Xu Fengnian sneered and said, "Don't all look at me, I can't talk."

Pointing to Chen Xiliang, he continued, "He spoke for me."

The scholar on the stage said with contempt on his face: "Not everyone can talk about talking and debating."

"Hoo... bang"

As soon as the scholar on the stage finished speaking, Li Fei raised his palm and slapped the edge of the platform in the air. The gravel splashed everywhere, and a large piece of the bluestone-paved platform was suddenly missing.

This move not only shocked the scholars on the stage, but also the onlookers below fell silent.

After calming all the scholars in the audience, Li Fei said to Chen Xiliang with a pleasant face: "Although you can let go of it, we will not let anyone who won't let you speak, and you will never have to speak again."

Chen Xiliang bowed to Li Fei and Xu Fengnian, then walked up to the stage calmly and stood beside the scholar.

Chen Xiliang looked at all the scholars in the audience, and said slowly: "What I want to say is very simple. If you can manage the world, righteousness will benefit. If you can help the people, the way will be meritorious. Therefore, tyranny is rooted in the king."

Huang Longshi walked to Li Fei's side and said softly, "Does the meaning of these words sound familiar?"

Li Fei smiled slightly and said, "Whether a cat is black or white, a cat that can catch mice is a good cat?"

Huang Longshi nodded and said: "Chen Xiliang, who can say such things in the feudal era, is very advanced in thinking!"

Xu Fengnian noticed that the two were whispering, although he didn't hear what they said, but seeing the expressions of the two, they obviously appreciated Chen Xiliang's words very much, which made him very comfortable.

Because he himself also believes that paying equal attention to kings and hegemons is a good strategy for managing the world and benefiting the people. It seems that Li Fei and Huang Longshi are real fellows with him.

There was an uproar in the audience.

"Full of nonsense."

"This son is a sensationalist."

"It's empty talk."

The scholar beside Chen Xiliang sneered, and said: "Using both kings and hegemons, this kind of meritorious mentality will only destroy the foundation of Confucianism. If there are only flies and dogs left in the world, we will cry in 500 years."

Anger appeared on Chen Xiliang's face, and he shouted: "If you can't take care of profits and help the people, what good is crying for 500 years? Now the people are hungry, who should they cry to?"

Li Fei and Huang Longshi nodded again and again. That's exactly the case. In the modern society of later generations, of course everyone pursues profit, and their moral values ​​are not as strong as in ancient times.

But at least the common people can eat and clothe warmly, and can live on, and there will be no more tragic scenes of starving and dying in the fields, their lives are worthless, and they even have to change their children to eat.

In later generations, even if social morality declines, the country can still ensure social stability with strict penalties, clear laws, and rule of law. Isn't this better than talking about morality on an empty stomach?

These scholars all live in the upper class. They have enough food and clothing, and live a carefree life. Naturally, they are full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, and their minds are full of kingly teachings. How can they care about the lives of the people?
(End of this chapter)