Chunyu Yue heard that Fu Su had come to the Bamboo Forest House today, so he rushed over to meet him.
However, as soon as he arrived, he saw a child talking casually in the bamboo forest.
The more I look at it, the more familiar that figure looks.
" Nineteenth Young Master?"
Chun Yuyue walked closer and recognized the child.
Why is that little tyrant here?
Moreover, from the way he handled things, one didn't need to guess his attitude toward the scholarly faction.
Now that he had found the Bamboo Forest House…
They probably came with ill intentions.
He wanted to say something but was stopped by Fu Su's gaze.
Chun Yuyue didn't say anything. He just listened to what Ying Zimo had to say.
The situation was reversed.
In the beginning, Lu Jia wanted to teach Ying Zimo Confucianism.
But now it's Ying Zimo who instilled ideas into them.
"This doesn't mean that we can't use morality to govern the country, but we must use law as the bottom line of morality. This is why we have the Qin Law.”
"And what the Confucians need to do is to constantly raise their moral standards and promote the progress of the law.”
Two thousand years later, even children knew about this.
But now, it brought an unprecedented impact.
This was because these words undoubtedly perfectly combined the words of Confucianism and Legalism.
The scholarly disciple felt his head buzzing.
The conflict between Confucianism and Legalism began during the Warring States Period.
The two families were basically in a situation where neither could convince the other.
In the court, disputes often arose because of different ideologies.
Now, he actually heard the method to fuse the two from an eight-year-old child.
There was a feeling of seeing the sun.
"Nineteenth brother, you really won't rest until you shock us with your words."
Fu Su sighed.
"Law? Morality? What is Zimo talking about? Why don't I understand?"
Ying Yinman wiped the corner of her red lips, her face full of confusion.
"Eat the persimmon well."
Fu Su looked at her speechlessly.
"Law is the bottom line of morality? Didn't that mean that Confucianism was the guide for Legalism?”
Lu Jia stood where he was, tugging at his beard.
He kept repeating this sentence.
"That's right. Otherwise, why would Prime Minister Li Si be the one to formulate the Qin law?”
Ying Zimo said with a smile.
Li Si was Xun Zi's student, so it was not a problem to say that he was a Confucian.
It was also because of this that the Qin laws he formulated were reasonable to use to govern the world.
Culture and ideology were never absolutely correct.
Instead, it was through collision, thinking, and fusion that one could continue to improve.
In his view, Legalism was just a method of Confucianism. The two were born from the same source.
Rites defined the monarch and his subjects, father and son, loyalty, filial piety, propriety and righteousness. Wasn't this another form of law?
"This…"
"Isn't Li Si a traitor of our scholarly faction?”
"Can Confucianism and Legalism coexist?"
Some of the scholarly disciples racked their brains but found that they were unable to refute.
No matter from a practical or theoretical point of view, there was no problem with this excuse.
Everyone looked at each other. They were actually defeated by a child?
Looking at the innocent Ying Zimo, their eyes were dull.
At first, they thought that he was a studious child. Who knew that what a child said would repeatedly touch on their blind spots in knowledge and even give them a way that was compatible with Confucianism and Legalism.
Who exactly was this child?
At this moment, Chun Yuyue couldn't hold it in anymore.
"Nineteenth Prince's words are enlightening.”
He walked out from behind with a sigh.
He bowed to Ying Zimo.
The scholars: "???"
Nineteenth Prince?
Isn't the Nineteenth Prince the one overseeing the country now?
Who is Ying Zimo?
He was the little devil who had killed Zhao Gao in the imperial court and raided his house. Other than the women and children, he had not even spared his sons and nephews and had destroyed Zhao Gao's entire family.
The person they were just talking about was now standing in front of them.
Instantly, the atmosphere in the bamboo forest became tense.
"Everyone, don't worry. Nineteenth brother doesn't have any other intentions. He just wants my bamboo forest, so I brought him here.”
Sensing the resentment in everyone's eyes, Fu Su smiled bitterly.
It wasn't that he was intentionally hiding it, but that his 19th brother didn't want him to say it.
"Nineteenth brother is usually very obedient, not what everyone thinks.”
Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, Fu Su explained a little more.
Then, he introduced the other members of the scholarly faction to Ying Zimo.
"Little Lord is really different from what we expected.”
Lu Jia was embarrassed.
What was he trying to do just now?
He wanted to be Nineteenth Prince's teacher?
A devilish brat wasn't scary, but a devilish brat holding power was terrifying! If the things he taught didn't satisfy this little ancestor, he might be kicked out.
Moreover, he was afraid that he would not be able to teach the Little Lord.
"Greetings, Nineteenth Highness."
The scholarly faction bowed, surprise and surprise in their eyes.
Ying Zimo spoke clearly, and he looked adorable.
It was a far cry from the little tyrant and devilish child they had imagined.
If Chun Yu Yue didn't say anything, they would have thought that he was a child from a scholarly family.
Did the world misunderstand Ying Zimo?
"Why is everyone staring at me? Am I wrong?"
Ying Zimo tilted his head in confusion.
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