The Confucianists turned around and saw that Fu Su had come along the path in the bamboo forest.
Beside him was an elegant young lady and a handsome, round-faced child.
The young girl held a persimmon in her hand and ate it happily.
As for the child, he was very calm. His eyes were bright, giving off the feeling of a little adult.
Who else could it be but Ying Zimo?
"Greetings, Your Highness Fu Su."
"Greetings, Your Highness Fu Su."
"Your Highness Fu Su, you have been closed off for a few days. We finally meet today.”
The Confucian scholars all came up to greet him.
Ever since Ying Zimo 'educated' him on the day he helped Su, he rarely talked to the Confucians anymore.
"Greetings, Young Master Fusu. Are these two your relatives?”
"Little brother, are you interested in what we are talking about?”
The person who asked the question was called Lu Jia, a great scholar of the Confucian school. He was very famous in the State of Qin and was currently a guest of Fu Su's residence.
These days, he had also noticed that Fu Su's attitude towards the Confucian scholars had changed.
He didn't know where the girl came from, but since this child was walking in front of Fu Su, he guessed that they had a close relationship.
Perhaps it was his nephew's generation.
Therefore, he put on a close relationship.
Perhaps he could take him in as a disciple and improve his relationship with Fu Su.
Fu Su was speechless.
He was the little devil that you were scolding just now and cursing to your heart's content.
But it was understandable.
Nineteenth Brother was handsome and cute, and he had a quiet and sensible scholarly aura.
It was very different from the rumors.
No one would have thought that this would be the little tyrant who killed without batting an eye.
According to some people's demonization, Nineteenth Brother should be a natural mutant, perverse and vicious.
Hmm? Why did it sound like Huhai?
In any case, he had nothing to do with the real Nineteenth Brother.
Looking at Lu Jia's earnest and friendly attitude towards Ying Zimo…
The corners of Fu Su's mouth twitched.
If you say something wrong, you might be dragged out and cut.
Zimo has even thought of where to bury you.
"Uh, actually,"
Before he could finish, Ying Zimo interrupted him with a smile,""That's right. I am indeed very interested in Confucianism and have read many books in this area. That's why I came to consult with you erudite scholars.”
His smile was bright, like a studious child.
This appearance was extremely deceptive.
Fu Su was stunned.
What was Nineteenth Brother up to? She didn't realize that Nineteenth Brother liked to tease people so much.
At this time, Ying Zimo pulled the corner of his clothes.
He whispered,
"Eldest brother, if I tell them my identity right away, how can I be reasonable?”
He felt that these scholarly disciples were still useful, but their thinking was too idealistic, and they were not practical for governing the country.
As long as it was changed a little, it could still be used.
Otherwise, the scholarly faction wouldn't have flourished in the future.
Unlike Zhao Gao, who was purely a plaything that could bring disaster to the country and people.
Fu Su was stunned.
Ying Yinman, on the other hand, hugged the persimmons and sat on one side, waving her fists twice.
He seemed to be cheering for Ying Zimo.
At this moment, the scholars all surrounded him.
"Oh? What books have you read?"
"Little kid, how old are you this year? Do you recognize all the words?"
They looked at Ying Zimo, who was sitting on the ground, and smiled.
Firstly, he could tell that this child had a close relationship with Fu Su.
Another thing was that Ying Zimo was indeed cute.
"I'm eight years old this year. I read a lot of books, but I can read.”
Ying Zimo said while counting his fingers.
"Then what do you want to ask?"
Lu Jia was interested.
From what this little child said, it seemed that he had encountered some doubts after reading a book.
He was very knowledgeable and could easily answer a child's question.
He didn't treat it as a Dao discussion.
What was the point of discussing Confucianism with a child?
"The Confucianists advocate using virtue to convince people, using etiquette to govern the country, and imitating the system of the ancients.”
"Ruling the country with benevolence, righteousness, and morality, right?”
Ying Zimo explained his understanding.
He looked at Lu Jia indifferently.
Lu Jia was stunned.
He didn't expect that Ying Zimo would be able to summarize the ideas of the scholarly faction in one go.
"I didn't expect you to be able to comprehend this level at such a young age.”
"The Confucians want to build a country where everyone understands propriety, righteousness, honesty, and shame. If everyone cultivates their moral character, there will be no more disputes.”
His tone became gentler.
This child's eyes were burning, and the words he said were not directly written in any book. From this, it could be seen that it was his own summary.
"But I have a question. Guan Zi once said that when the granaries are full, you know etiquette. When you have enough food and clothing, you know honor and disgrace. In today's world, there are countless people who don't have enough to eat or wear, so how can we make them respect morality?”
Ying Zimo curled the corners of his mouth.
He seemed to be asking for advice.
Actually, it was all soul interrogation.
"Nineteenth Brother is going to get Lu Jia involved."
Fusu hesitated.
That day, he was the one who lectured Ying Zimo, but he was lectured instead.
Now, it seemed that Mr. Lu was going to fall into the trap.
"If we want to implement the rule of men, we need everyone to have benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and faith. On this basis, we need to combine them with the power of the monarch. The last time we did this was the Zhou Dynasty, but it has already perished.”
Ying Zimo blinked his eyes.
The Zhou Dynasty had already perished…Already gone, gone
This was undoubtedly a critical hit.
The smile on Lu Jia's face froze.
He could not give an answer to this question.
That's right, if the etiquette system was perfect, then how did the Zhou Dynasty disappear?
Lu Jia thought for a while and replied,"
"This... Well, that was because King You of Zhou had lost his benevolence and virtue, and the beacon fire toyed with the vassals to fool the world. That was why the Zhou Dynasty had fallen.”
"Yes, there will always be people who lose their virtue.”
Ying Zimo was waiting for this answer."The human heart is like water. Even a saint can't guarantee that he will always be virtuous.”
"And even if he is a Saint, how can he make his will be consistent with everyone else?”
"If there's no one to rely on and it's up to someone's preferences to decide right and wrong, what if one day, the person with the right to speak loses his virtue?”
Rule by man?
Look at the Donglin Party in the future.
He was full of benevolence, righteousness, and morality, but in fact, he had done all kinds of bad things in this name.
Scholars had a sharp tongue. If there was no one to rely on, whatever they did was in line with morality.
At this point, Lu Jia had already fallen into self-doubt. The other scholarly disciples were also flushed red and speechless.
Stomp--
Stomp--
Footsteps came from behind.
Chunyu Yue walked into the bamboo forest with a puzzled expression.
Why did the child in the middle of the crowd look so familiar?
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