The second round.
The problem with science was…
"Filial piety to parents, loyalty to the monarch and the country, and honesty to friends.
Does it make sense?"
Towards this tricky question, the Hanlin Academy was a little stunned.
The tricky part of this problem was that these ideas were deeply rooted in people's hearts and were not easy to talk about.
After the debate.
Zhu Zhaoxiang nodded slightly.
On the Hanlin side, they were a little discouraged.
Science won the second debate.
The two sides exchanged blows.
Third round.
Could the ultimate good be explored from concrete matters?
The fourth round.
Bowen, as a means of engagement, what do you mean?
Three or four rounds of debate passed in the blink of an eye.
Hanlin and Shandong Confucian scholars, each has a victory or defeat.
On the boat.
The Hanlin Academy looked at Wang Gen.
"No, this quasi-sage is too much.
Every time we are about to win.
He would always casually say a few words, and then the Confucian scholars in Shandong would be like gods helping him.
Immediately open up a debate!"
"That's right.
We would have won long ago!"
As Hanlin, they were proud.
He believed that his knowledge was at the top of Great Ming.
However, on the opposite boat sat a top scholar.
Even if they gathered their full strength, they could barely hold on.
Ten minutes later.
The fifth debate was about to begin.
On the shore.
The scholars discussed it one after another. It was really a wonderful debate.
However, they did not waver at all towards the victor.
Even if Zhu Bai was here, the quasi-sage Zhu Zhaoxiang would definitely win.
Not to mention, Zhu Bai had yet to appear.
Someone from the tea stall asked.
"Everyone, why do you think this Xiang King Zhu Bai hasn't appeared yet?
Shouldn't the final debate be between him and the quasi-saint?”
"He should be afraid.
After all, no matter how smart he was, he was just a nine-year-old child.
How could he compare to a quasi-saint?
That's half a Saint!"
The others quickly agreed.
"The books I've been reading recently were all written by quasi-saints.
We have benefited a lot from this.”
"That's right!"
At the highest point of the restaurant behind them.
Zhu Yunwen leaned against the window and looked around.
It seemed like he wanted to find Zhu Bai.
"Imperial Grandfather, where's Twelfth Uncle?
Why can't I find it!"
Zhu Yuanzhang, who was carrying Zhu Xiong, was also looking around.
No new ships came.
Could it be that Zhu Bai was really afraid?
He stroked his beard.
"That's strange.
The fifth match is about to begin."
Zhu Biao didn't say anything.
He felt that Zhu Bai was definitely not just afraid.
However, he was nowhere to be seen.
"Imperial Father, Twelfth Brother might be watching from the side.
Didn't he bring Wu Yong out of the palace in the afternoon?”
Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang recalled this matter.
He turned around and started to look for the big guy, Wu Yong.
But he still couldn't find it.
After a cup of tea's time, the final debate began.
Wang Gen braced himself and sat at the bow of the ship.
Zhu Zhaoxiang had been waiting for a long time.
He only said lightly.
"Let's begin."
At first, Wang Gen could still use the knowledge Zhu Bai had taught him to explain.
In the middle, only Zhu Zhaoxiang was left, explaining his philosophy alone.
It was like a lecture.
The Hanlin Academy and the Shandong scholars were all listening attentively.
It was a debate between the sects.
It immediately became a lecture venue for quasi-saints.
Wang Gen's mind was spinning rapidly.
It was as if he wanted to find a loophole in the other party's words.
However, the more Wang Gen listened, the more he felt that the other party was right.
After all, he was halfway through becoming a monk.
What he had learned before was the Confucian school of thought.
"Everything in the world cannot be separated from the word reason.
There was a reason behind everything.
We Confucians are just spending our lives exploring the principles within.
This is called investigating things."
Zhu Zhaoxiang ended the fifth debate with the most classic way of studying things.
To be more precise, it was a lecture.
Only then did the Hanlin scholars regain their senses.
Wang Gen was already sighing.
The fifth debate ended before it even started.
As expected, the quasi-sage was stronger than he had imagined.
At this moment.
The boat and the riverbank became extremely quiet.
He seemed to be waiting for a result.
The scholars in the capital shook their heads.
From the bottom of their hearts, they still wanted to win.
However, the difference in strength between the two sides was too great.
Zhu Yuanzhang, who was in the restaurant, no longer looked out of the window.
He just sat quietly in front of the table.
He was deep in thought.
Zhu Yunwen never gave up.
He looked around for that familiar figure.
"I still lost."
"As expected."
"After all, he is a quasi-saint."
On the boat, Wang Gen and the other Hanlin looked at each other.
Just as he was about to admit defeat.
Suddenly, someone exclaimed.
"Look!"
It was a small boat.
They appeared on the Qinhuai River.
Its speed was extremely fast.
He headed straight for the debate.
People with good eyesight could still be faintly seen.
A small figure sat at the bow of the boat.
Zhu Yunwen, who was leaning against the window, recognized the person just by looking at the outline.
"Look, it's Twelfth Uncle!"
Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao couldn't help but walk to the window.
They all thought that the debate was coming to an end.
Scholars by the river bank.
When they saw who it was, they burst into cheers.
Xiang Wang Zhu Bai was here!
There were also people who were puzzled.
"If the quasi-sage is here, what's the use of him coming?”
Someone patted him.
"Nonsense, he's Hanlin's master.
Isn't he better than me?"
That person was enlightened!
Zhu Zhaoxiang, who was sitting at the bow of the ship, heard the cheers around him.
He slowly opened his eyes.
From the debate just now.
He could clearly feel the vigorous vitality of the study of the heart.
Compared to hundreds of years ago, it was not worth mentioning.
His current study of the heart had already made great progress.
However, Wang Gen and the others couldn't get to the crucial point.
This made Zhu Zhaoxiang feel a little unsatisfied!
"That's good!"
He looked at the boat that was getting closer and closer, and his heart was filled with joy.
Zhu Zhaoxiang sat up straight and closed his eyes to rest.
They waited for the next debate.
On the Hanlin side.
Seeing Zhu Bai arrive, each and every one of them did not have much joy.
Instead, he lowered his head.
Especially Wang Gen, in front of Zhu Bai.
He couldn't even speak.
After a long time, he cupped his hands and said.
"Sir, this disciple has caused you trouble.”
What was rare was that Zhu Bai did not reject him outright this time.
His disciple addressed him.
"The first few matches were not bad.
After learning for two months, he already had such attainments.”
Zhu Bai looked at the Hanlin in front of him and was actually delighted in his heart.
These days, he discovered a principle.
On the path of learning, if there were some like-minded people.
It felt very good.
Although he used to despise Wang Gen and the others, he didn't like them.
However, when it came to the topic of the study of the mind.
Zhu Bai could clearly feel it.
He was changing, changing a part of this world.
"Alright, leave the rest to me.”
Zhu Bai did not reprimand him. He just turned around and looked at Zhu Zhaoxiang opposite him.
The two sat down.
Everyone on the riverbank held their breath.
It was as if he was worried about affecting the debate.
Whether she could see it or not, she stared straight at the two people sitting opposite her.
"Let's begin."
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