Wang Li was speechless.
Liu Gan:Д?
All the bodyguards were speechless.Д?)ノ
Hearing this, everyone was in an uproar.
"Benevolence is the technique to split a person into two?”
"Ren, is that what you mean?"
"Young Master, we are indeed not well-educated, but we are not fools!”
Those who could become Young Master's personal guards were not cultured, but they were not just boorish men.
Even if they were illiterate when they came, someone would naturally teach them how to read.
However, no one had ever taught them that benevolence was a technique that divided people into two!
Ying Yuren frowned and scolded sternly.
"Silence!"
"If you dare to make any more noise and disrupt the class, you will be punished with ten strokes of the rod!”
His eyes swept across the entire place, and the soldiers who were still clamoring just now instantly turned into obedient quails.
Ying Yuren picked up a wooden stick and wrote a big 'benevolence' character on the ground.
"What is benevolence?"
"Left '', right''!"
"Isn't this splitting a person into two?”
Looking at the large 'benevolence' character on the ground, the group of bodyguards were all stunned.
"Seems like it's true?"
"Just by looking at this font, I can't see the meaning of benevolence, right?”
"Could it be that we were deceived by the judicial officials who teach?”
"It's very possible! Our Young Master is a Confucian scholar, so he definitely understands benevolence the most!”
Ying Yuren nodded in satisfaction when he saw that the group of bodyguards had accepted his point of view.
"Alright, silence."
"After understanding the meaning of the word 'benevolence,' the words just now are easier to understand.”
"The Master said: I want to be benevolent, and this benevolence has come!”
"What do you mean?"
Hachi answered tentatively.
"Confucius said,'I want to divide a person into two, and I want to practice the technique of dividing a person into two to the extreme.”
Ying Yuren could not help but clap his hands.
"Perfect!"
"As expected of my hundred generals, you really have talent!”
Even Ying Yuren couldn't think of a more perfect explanation.
If this was not considered talent, then what was talent?
Hachi scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.
"When I was learning calligraphy, the judge who taught me said that I was stupid.”
Ying Yuren said seriously,"You're not stupid, you just learned a theory that doesn't suit you."”
"The scholarly faction is the most suitable for you.”
"I have high hopes for you!"
"Are you willing to join the scholarly faction and become a Confucian scholar?”
Eight Husband was a little conflicted.
He could tolerate the Confucian scholar's obedience, but to ask him to behave himself?
That was too torturous!
However, looking at Ying Yuren's expectant gaze, Bafu nodded in the end.
"I'm willing!"
Ying Yuren nodded in satisfaction.
"Very good."
"When you are familiar with the technique of dividing a person into two and are familiar with the Analects of Confucius, I will take you in as my disciple.”
Ba Fu widened his eyes in disbelief.
"Young Master, is it true?"
Ying Yuren smiled and said,"When did this Young Master say such nonsense?"”
Ba Fu suddenly stood up and shouted with high fighting spirit.
"Young Master, I will study hard and become your disciple as soon as possible!”
The fortune teller and the other personal guards also became excited.
There was a time limit for personal guards.
After the deadline, they would have to return to their respective homes.
With their resume and titles, they could be small officials in their hometown.
However, his future was locked and it was difficult to advance.
However, if they could become Ying Yuren's disciples, they would be able to follow him forever.
At that time, would there be less opportunities for him to make a meteoric rise?
Compared to his future, the torture of being a Confucian scholar was nothing!
"Young Master, I will also practice the 'benevolence' technique!”
"I want to be your disciple too!"
"Young Master, I've wanted to enter the Confucian school and become a scholar since I was young. Please fulfill my dream!”
Ying Yuren laughed heartily when he saw the group of soldiers cheering.
"Good!"
"Very good!"
"If you wish to join the scholarly faction, you will need to work hard.”
"This Young Master is waiting to take all of you in!”
As he spoke, Ying Yuren's heart burned.
Confucius had 3,000 thugs…no, 3,000 disciples, who followed him everywhere.
Ying Yuren also wanted to nurture 3,000 disciples to revive the scholarly faction with him!
And the hundred personal guards, including Ba Fu, were the embryonic form of the three thousand disciples!
After slightly calming the emotions of his personal soldiers, Ying Yuren began to teach seriously.
The personal guards listened piously.
Liu Gan looked at Wang Li blankly.
"General, is this the scholarly faction?"
"Aren't the Confucians supposed to follow the rules and stick to the old ways?”
"Is Young Master Yuren really a disciple of the Confucians and not a descendant of the militarists?”
Wang Li was even more confused than Liu Gan.
"I don't know either."
"This scholarly faction is completely different from the scholarly faction that I understand.”
"How did it become a doctrine that advocates splitting people into two and is good at marching and fighting?”
Listening to Ying Yuren talk about the Analects of Confucius, Wang Li felt like his worldview was about to shatter.
Shaking his head, Wang Li tried to guess.
"Perhaps it's because Young Master Yuren was angered by Sun Yang and the other great scholars.”
"Is that why you're distorting the Confucian school of thought today to vent your anger?”
"That's very possible!" Liu Gan suddenly understood.
However, reality told Wang Li and Liu Gan that Ying Yuren really wasn't just venting his anger.
The next day, when the sky had just lit up, Ying Yuren brought his personal guards and began to forcefully march.
After arriving at the camp, Ying Yuren held the Analects of Confucius in his hands and taught all the soldiers.
After three days of this, Ying Yuren's troops had completed the journey from Mount Tai to Di County!
Three days later.
Looking at Di County under the night sky, Ying Yuren ordered in a deep voice.
"Diviner, take this Young Master's visiting card and inform the great scholar Kong Zhe to seek an audience.”
"Set up camp and rest for three days.”
"Three days later, we will enter the county!"
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