Ran Zhongkang was desperate, and Fu Su was even more desperate!
"This, this is real?"
"This Young Master's understanding of the scholarly faction is actually wrong?”
"Teacher Chun Yu lied to me?"
Fu Su's mind went blank as if he had been struck by lightning.
The scholarly faction was actually an army?
Among them, there was even a fierce general like Gong Liangru and a marshal like Ran Qiu?
The rulers of the various countries treated Confucius with courtesy because they were afraid of the military might of the Confucians?
Ever since Fu Su was born, he had been working hard to learn Confucianism and become a gentleman.
If all of this was true, then wouldn't it mean that Fu Su's persistence for so many years was all wrong?
What was the meaning of his life?
What was the value of what he had learned?
All of this had caused a serious psychological impact on Fu Su!
……
At the same time, outside the tent.
Sun Yang and Zhou Yan, the two great scholars, came over in high spirits.
"I wonder how Ying Yuren managed to convince Kong Daru and Ran Daru to come to the army!”
"Hmph, Ying Yuren must have deceived the two great scholars. This Sun will definitely expose Ying Yuren's disguise!”
"That's right, that's right. How could a gentleman like Ran Da Ru be deceived by that shameless villain!”
"Three years ago, I visited Great Scholar Ran and learned a lot. Now, I finally have the chance to listen to Great Scholar Ran speak about Confucianism!”
Even though Sun Yang and Zhou Yan were both great scholars of the Confucian school.
However, his position in the Confucian school was far inferior to Ran Zhongkang.
If Confucius was the godfather of the circle, then Ran Zhongkang was the top heavenly king.
On the other hand, Sun Yang and Zhou Yan were merely B-list celebrities.
Therefore, when they heard that Ran Zhongkang had come to the army, the two of them immediately went to visit him.
If Ran Zhongkang thought highly of the two of them and praised them, their status would instantly rise to a higher level!
However, just as they reached the vicinity of the tent, Sun Yang and Zhou Yan heard an angry roar.
"How is this possible!"
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"
Zhou Yan frowned slightly." This voice... It sounds like Master Fusu?"”
"What happened inside?"
As he spoke, Zhou Yan quickened his pace and was about to enter the tent.
However, Sun Yang stopped Zhou Yan and spoke in a low voice.
"If you and I go in now, what can we hear?”
"Brother Zhou, listen outside first."
Zhou Yan hesitated.
After all, eavesdropping was completely against Confucian etiquette.
However, when he thought about how they were eavesdropping on the arrogant and rude Ying Yuren, the psychological pressure instantly disappeared.
"Okay, then let's listen!"
Inside the tent.
Fu Su was on the verge of collapse.
However, Ying Yuren did not give up on destroying Fu Su's worldview.
"After Confucius died, Confucianism was divided into eight schools.”
"The School of Lacquer Carving inherited the martial arts of Confucius.”
"The Great Scholar Beigong Hei and the Great Scholar Meng Shiji have successfully assassinated the monarch of a country many times.”
"The great scholar Youruo also has a 300-man extermination team under him.”
"During the war between Wu and Lu, Youruo led this army to attack Wu's 50,000 strong army at night and returned with a great victory.”
Ying Yuren suddenly stood up and approached Fu Su, shouting in a deep voice.
"This is the true Confucian school!"
"Kill a person every ten steps, leave no trace for a thousand miles.”
"This is a true Confucian scholar!"
"Big brother, have you comprehended it?"
A loud shout startled Fu Su.
Fu Su widened his eyes and looked at Ying Yuren doubtfully.
"Killing a person every ten steps, leaving no trace for a thousand miles, this is what a Confucian scholar should be like?”
"Could it be that the Confucianism that this foolish brother has learned is wrong?”
"Second Brother just received the true teachings of Confucius?”
Ying Yuren humbly waved his hand.
"Eldest Brother, you flatter me."
"How can this foolish brother be considered to have inherited all of Confucius 'teachings?”
"Compared to Confucius, this foolish brother is still far from him!”
" Do you know that the Master said: When I was fifteen years old, I was determined to learn; when I was thirty, I was independent; when I was forty, I was not confused; when I was fifty, I knew the destiny; when I was sixty, my ears were obedient; when I was seventy, I did as I pleased, and did not exceed the rules?”
Fu Su looked at Ying Yuren in confusion.
"Isn't Confucius talking about his own learning and cultivation process?”
Ying Yuren shook his finger.
"No, no, Chunyu Yue was just fooling you!”
"Confucius is right. When I face fifteen people, I don't care at all. I can learn while beating them up.”
"Only thirty people are qualified for me to stand up and fight.”
Fu Su was speechless.
Fu Su wanted to refute.
But suddenly, he remembered the Confucius that Ying Yuren was talking about.
For a person who could lift the national gate, this seemed very reasonable?
Fu Su unconsciously exclaimed in a low voice.
"Confucius 'martial arts are so powerful?"
"Twenty to thirty people ganging up on him, and he's not even worthy of standing up?”
"But Confucius also said that at 40, there is no doubt.”
"It seems that even Confucius would be confused when facing forty enemies!”
Ying Yuren was delighted.
Fu Su had actually started to think according to his own train of thought?
The brainwashing was about to succeed!
Ying Yuren immediately decided to increase his strength.
"Eldest Brother is underestimating Confucius too much.”
"40 without doubt means that if I were to face 40 people, I would beat them until they doubted their lives.”
Fu Su looked at Ying Yuren in shock.
"Is that so?"
Ying Yuren nodded firmly.
"That's it!"
"As for knowing destiny at fifty, it's the same.”
"When I face fifty people, I'll get excited. I'll beat them until they cry and cry!”
"Even his disciples would be terrified to see such a tragic sight and would want to stop Confucius.”
"But this is too difficult!"
Fu Su asked subconsciously.
"They are all disciples of Confucius."
"How difficult would it be to persuade Confucius to stop?”
Ying Yuren pointed at the Analects of Confucius on the table.
"Confucius said it very clearly.”
"I need more than 60 people to say nice things to me before I can stop!”
"When the number of people is small and the good words are not enough, Confucius simply can't stop.”
Ran Zhongkang was shocked.
Sun Yang and Zhou Yan were shocked as well.
Good heavens, this was Confucius?
This was probably a coward!
Fu Su muttered involuntarily.
"Confucius is actually so tyrannical?"
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