Speaking of the Confucian school's ability to teach people, it could be considered second to none among the Hundred Schools of Thought.
The founder of the scholarly faction, Second Elder Kong, had the title of an " instructor " in the evaluation of later generations.
The Confucians were also very knowledgeable about education.
As the leader of the current generation of the scholarly faction, Chunyu Yue was also a great teacher.
If he was not skilled enough, he would not have been able to fool Fu Su into becoming a cripple.
The scholarly faction's method of teaching students according to their aptitude had been played out by him.
Chun Yuyue had his own way of judging a student's talent and personality.
He had used this method on other young masters before.
Today, he planned to test it out on Zhao Yan.
After thinking for a while, Chunyu Yue pointed outside the window.
"The garden in the Little Lord's palace is filled with beautiful flowers. If the Little Lord were to pick a flower, what would he choose?”
When Zhao Yan heard this question, he couldn't help but look at Chunyu Yue with a dumbfounded expression.
Good heavens, why does it smell like chicken soup?
Was Chunyu Yue trying to judge his personality through this question?
Zhao Yan instantly understood Chunyu Yue's motive.
Zhao Yan felt a little bored.
So be it if you want to give a lecture, why are you playing tricks with me!
Since you don't want me to feel comfortable, I'll do something for you!
Thinking of this, Zhao Yan looked at Chunyu Yue and asked,"Sir, why should I choose a flower?”
"It's just a hypothesis. Let's say you need to pick a flower."”
"But I'm not a little lady who doesn't like flowers.”Zhao Yan mumbled.
"Then let's say you want to choose a flower and give it to His Majesty.”Chunyu Yue's face darkened.
"Father doesn't like flowers either, so why should I give them to him?" Zhao Yan retorted.”
"You don't need to care about why you picked the flower. You just need to follow your heart and answer directly.”
Chun Yuyue was getting impatient.
Chunyu Yue had asked this question to many people.
But everyone's answer was surprisingly consistent.
They would choose the most beautiful flower in the garden.
In Chun Yu Yue's opinion, Zhao Yan was no exception.
After all, no matter how smart he was, he was still a three-year-old child. There was no doubt that he would make a choice based on his love for beauty.
Chunyu Yue had already thought it through. Once Zhao Yan made that choice, he would tell Zhao Yan that the wind would destroy the tree that stood out in the forest.
It wasn't without reason that the Confucians spoke of the golden mean.
Zhao Yan finally nodded. Then, he smiled and said,"If you insist that I pick a flower, I will definitely pick the ugliest flower I see at first glance!”
Hearing this, Chunyu Yue couldn't help but be stunned.
Why aren't you playing by the rules?
Anyone who asked someone to pick a flower would want to pick a beautiful one first.
However, Zhao Yan said that he wanted to pick the ugliest flower.
This was not the brain of a normal person!
"Why did the Little Lord choose to do this?" Chunyu Yue asked subconsciously.”
"Because I don't need trash in my garden!”
Zhao Yan replied matter-of-factly,"In my garden, as a flower, if it can't even be beautiful, what's the point of having it? This kind of trash, throwing away one flower meant one less flower.”
Chunyu Yue's face instantly turned red.
Zhao Yan's answer was logically impeccable.
However, if that was the answer, how was he going to teach him?
At that moment, Chun Yuyue only felt a suffocating feeling in his chest. He couldn't go up or down, making him feel like vomiting blood.
"Sir, is there a deeper meaning behind your question?”
What was even more infuriating was that Zhao Yan was actually tilting his head and blinking at Chunyu Yue.
This was a fatal blow to Chunyu Yue.
"You're really rotten wood that can't be carved!" Chunyu Yue said angrily.”
After saying that, he didn't want to stay here anymore. He actually flicked his sleeve and left.
Zhao Yan looked at Chunyu Yue's back, his face filled with a look that did not match his age.
You want to give me chicken soup? Let's make up for the two thousand years of lessons first!
Sigh, what a pity.
To be honest, Zhao Yan felt that he was getting along well with Chunyu Yue when they met today. Weren't the two of them interacting quite well just now?
He had shown his photographic memory, thinking that Chun Yuyue would be able to show him some special skills and let him learn a thing or two.
In the end, this was it?
Ding! During the exchange with Chunyu Yue, you have allowed him to break through his defense. You have received the title of 'Verbal Conqueror'. You have been rewarded with a pair of exquisite binoculars.
He actually got a reward from Chunyu Yue?
Zhao Yan was a little confused.
Of course, he knew the meaning behind Chunyu Yue's question.
However, Zhao Yan did not fall for Chunyu Yue's trick.
In fact, Zhao Yan knew very well why Brother Zheng asked Chunyu Yue to teach Zhao Yan.
He just wanted to temper himself.
As for learning Confucianism?
Forget it. Brother Zheng already had a son who was crippled by the scholarly faction, so why would he take the initiative to send another son into the tiger's mouth?
However, he had only teased Chunyu Yue a little, and he had actually obtained a huge reward. This was something that even Zhao Yan had not expected.
What defense did I break?
Zhao Yan couldn't understand, but he was happy.
Chunyu Yue's personality was too strange.
It was no wonder that at such an old age, he was so hated by people.
This guy seemed to be in a somewhat abnormal mental state.
He had thought that Chunyu Yue would be a good teacher, but now it seemed like it was better to forget about it.
For a moment, Zhao Yan's desire to give Chunyu Yue the least respect faded.
What Zhao Yan didn't know was that the system's reward was not without reason.
When Chun Yu Yue was young, he often fought against Left Prime Minister Li Si in the imperial court, and most of the time, he was not at a disadvantage.
For this reason alone, Chunyu Yue was the king of words. Giving him the title of the Confucian Sect's Defensive Tower wasn't too much!
Even someone like Li Si found it difficult to suppress Chunyu Yue in a fair match, which showed how difficult it was to break through his defense.
Zhao Yan had unintentionally accomplished such a feat. It was indeed a remarkable achievement.
Unknowingly, the sun was setting.
In the Qilin Palace, Brother Zheng ended his busy day.
He put down the memorial and stood up to stretch his sore neck.
Then, Brother Zheng asked Dunruo, who had come to the Qilin Palace and reported to him as usual,"It's Zhao Yan's first class today. Did anything happen?”
Dun Ruo nodded and said directly,"Visitor Pushe entered the palace early this morning, but he left in anger after teaching Little Lord for less than four hours.”
When Brother Zheng heard this, he could not help but frown.
Wang Jian suggested that Chun Yuyue be Zhao Yan's teacher's hand, but Brother Zheng was originally unwilling.
Thinking about it, it was normal.
Fu Su was the young master that Brother Zheng valued the most. Brother Zheng handed Fu Su to Chunyu Yue.
He didn't expect that Chunyu Yue would be able to fool Fu Su so easily. He was already giving him face by saying that he was brainwashing Fu Su, but he was basically changing Fu Su's head!
After that, Fu Su, who had been obedient since he was young and respected Brother Zheng greatly, actually went against Brother Zheng several times and even openly supported the enfeoffment system.
With this lesson, when Brother Zheng considered letting Chunyu Yue teach his son again, he was naturally unwilling.
However, Chunyu Yue was indeed the only person who was qualified to be Zhao Yan's teacher.
Furthermore, Wang Jian had repeatedly promised that he would keep an eye on Zhao Yan and would not let Zhao Yan be fooled by Chunyu Yue.
Brother Zheng reluctantly agreed.
Just as Zhao Yan thought, Brother Zheng wanted him to learn because he wanted to temper him. He really didn't expect him to learn anything.
Even though he was wary of Chunyu Yue, he was still a little happy to hear that Chunyu Yue had been driven away by Zhao Yan on the first day of class.
Brother Zheng could not help but laugh.
It turned out that he had been worried about the wrong person!
With Zhao Yan's ability to cause trouble, was he worried that he would be brainwashed by Chun Yuyue?
It was already good enough that Chunyu Yue didn't get angry at him.
After all, he was already in his seventies.
"To be specific!" Brother Zheng said lightly.
Hence, Dunruo recounted everything that had happened in Zhao Yan's palace.
Brother Zheng's expression was a little complicated.
He slowly closed his eyes and imagined the little figure in his mind saying to Chunyu Yue," I don't need trash in my garden."
When he opened his eyes again, Brother Zheng smiled and said,""This child is like me!"
Dun Ruo looked at Brother Zheng in surprise.
This was the first time he had heard a certain young master's evaluation like this from Brother Zheng.
That was because Dun Ruo didn't know what Brother Zheng was thinking. If he knew, it wouldn't be as simple as being surprised.
After saying that, Brother Zheng added in his heart,"My son has the bearing of an emperor!"
On this day, the more Chun Yu returned home, the angrier he got.
Previously, he heard that Young Master Yan had a mischievous personality and played around in the palace all day long, causing chaos. He didn't believe it.
But after coming into contact with it once, he firmly believed in it.
In Chunyu Yue's eyes, Zhao Yan was smart, but he was definitely a troublesome student.
Initially, he wanted to take things slowly, but now it seemed that it was not suitable to do so.
A serious illness needs a strong medicine!
Chunyu Yue decided to change his strategy and act like a strict teacher!
No matter what, he still had to live.
Chunyu Yue arrived at the palace before the sun rose the next day.
Today, Zhao Yan didn't let Chunyu Yue wait. Instead, he sat in the school early.
Illusion!
After yesterday's incident, Chunyu Yue had never been afraid of using the worst possible method to speculate about Zhao Yan.
He entered with a straight face. After a simple greeting, he took out his book and began to teach Zhao Yan.
Today, he was still talking about the "Xue Er" from the Analects of Confucius.
As the first chapter of the Analects of Confucius, Xue Er had already been thoroughly explained by the Confucians of later generations.
Although Chun Yuyue was a Confucian scholar, he didn't have many predecessors to refer to.
Therefore, although the content of his lecture was not bad, it was nothing new to Zhao Yan.
Zhao Yan couldn't take it in at all. He even wanted to sleep.
After all, it was in class, so he couldn't go too far.
He secretly took out the binoculars that the system had rewarded him yesterday and started fiddling with them under the table.
This pair of binoculars was called " exquisite " by the system. The workmanship was indeed not bad.
It had a metallic texture to it, as if it was a military product.
This kind of thing with industrial beauty was a great pleasure even if it was just played with in his hand.
Just as Zhao Yan was engrossed in his game, someone knocked on his table.
Zhao Yan raised his head and saw Chunyu Yue standing in front of him with a dark expression. He had even reached out his hand to him.
"What is the item in Young Master's hand? Can I broaden my horizons?”
Chunyu Yue's tone carried a hint of mockery.
Zhao Yan took out the binoculars and handed them to Chunyu Yue.
He wasn't afraid that Chunyu Yue would confiscate it or destroy the telescope.
Chunyu Yue placed the binoculars in his hand and carefully examined them for a moment before putting them aside.
"This item is quite exquisite, but don't forget that playing with things can ruin one's ambition. It was better not to taint such an item that was full of craftsmanship!”
Hearing Chunyu Yue's words, Zhao Yan was instantly displeased.
"Oh?" he asked. Could it be that Teacher thinks that the Mo Family is a bunch of people who are obsessed with things and lose their ambition?”
Chun Yuyue was stunned. He didn't expect Zhao Yan to dare to refute him.
His expression darkened.
Zhao Yan's question was very tricky.
Mohism and Confucianism were known as the two great schools of thought.
Under the shadow of the powerful Legalism, the relationship between the Confucian and Mohist families had always been good, and it was equivalent to a group gathering to warm up.
Moreover, as a big shot of the scholarly faction, Chunyu Yue had to be even more careful with his words and actions regarding other sects.
He thought for a moment and said,
"Young Master, you're wrong! What I said was that the matter of craftsmen was a small matter. When did I mention the Mo family? Although the Mohist School used craftsmen as their skills, they still adhered to the Mohist scriptures and took the words of the sages as their Dao. This was the foundation, so how could it be a waste of time?”
Zhao Yan shook his head and said,"I think what Sir said is wrong.”
Chunyu Yue's expression changed slightly. In his entire life, this was the first time he had seen a student who couldn't even be considered as a disciple who dared to refute his teacher.
Especially when the student was a three-year-old child and the teacher was him.
The damage was not great, but it was extremely insulting!
Chun Yuyue suppressed his anger and asked,"Then what does Young Master think?"
Zhao Yan didn't care what Chun Yuyue thought. He said directly,"Teacher believes that Dao is more important than techniques. The most important thing for the Mohist school is the classics and books passed down. However, I feel that the most important thing about the Mo family is their craftsmanship, which is also the little technique that Sir mentioned.”
Zhao Yan said as he pointed at the copper mirror on the table that was used to drink water.
"Take this bronze ware as an example. If it wasn't made by a craftsman, it wouldn't have been planted in the ground, let alone jumped out of a book! You and I drink water, what kind of tools do we use?”
Chunyu Yue retorted,"Yan Hui said that one basket of food and one ladle of water! Does Young Master think that without bronze ware, one cannot drink water?”
Zhao Yan could not help but laugh.
The gourd was split in half.
Chun Yuyue reacted quickly, but this was actually a trap that Zhao Yan had dug for him.
Didn't Zhao Yan know the saying 'a basket of food, a ladle of drink'?
Your scholarly faction is indeed very particular and unyielding.
But I guarantee that you won't be able to answer the next question!
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