Chapter 301 I Can't Kill Those Rotten Scholars?

After the last time, Zhao Lang hadn't seen his husband.

One is because I am busy, and the other is because the other party hardly shows up.

Zhao Lang probably went to listen to the Confucian debate secretly.

Zhao Lang felt a little pitiful when he thought of how the other party was cowering and sitting in the corner last time.

I don't know if my teacher saw the fact that I almost fell out with those Confucian scholars during the last Confucian debate.

Following the teacher into the room, Zhao Lang stood upright, then smiled and said,

"Teacher, are you looking for me?"

Zhao Lang muttered in his heart,

Judging by the face of my teacher, it seems that nothing good happened today.

Kong Jia looked at Zhao Lang's well-behaved appearance, and most of the original anger in his heart disappeared involuntarily.

But what should be said is still to be said, deliberately said with a straight face,

"The last time you went to Confucianism for the last debate, did you have a falling out with everyone else?"

I remembered the cold look that Zhao Lang showed in front of all the Confucian scholars last time.

He was a little worried.

If Zhao Lang didn't show up for the Confucianism debate last time, he wouldn't be so worried.

No matter how famous Su is, all he needs to do is show the printed Confucian classics!

In this way, you can kill the opponent, even if the opponent is the prince, it's the same!

Because Confucian classics can be printed on a large scale, this is something that can be passed down through the ages.

With the support of Gongyang Confucian scholars!

The suppression of his Confucian leader.

Sending Zhao Lang to the position of head of Confucianism is not without chance.

But now, apart from Gongyang, most Confucian scholars from other schools have turned to support Su.

At this time, Zhao Lang suddenly realized,

It's really for this matter, so I comforted,

"Teacher, it doesn't matter. If you fall out, you will fall out. We can teach our own students."

How could he have the leisure to engage in this kind of battle with the Confucians?

Isn't that idle panic?

It is serious to teach one's own people honestly and improve their strength.

As for these Confucian scholars, they don't know how many of them will survive the chaos two years later.

Kong Jia said angrily,

"Short-sighted! Do you know that once all Confucian scholars are killed by that Chun..."

Kong Jia changed his mouth in time,

"The way of benevolence and virtue made by a fool, if you change your mind, then it's over!"

How could Kong Jia fail to see that behind Su were a dozen or so Confucian scholars, mainly Chun Yuyue.

Hearing this, Zhao Lang still didn't care,

"Teacher, the way of benevolence is not bad."

Kong Jia was taken aback for a moment, but he still remembered that when Zhao Lang refuted Su,

"Aren't you supporting the Rams?"

Zhao Lang said carelessly,

"Teacher, even if I support the Rams, it does not prevent me from supporting Rende."

"It's just that my benevolence should be divided into internal and external, and time-sharing."

"You must be kind to your own people. Who doesn't want to live a more relaxed life?"

"But in special times, special methods must be used."

"External, of course we have to use rams. If anyone provokes us, no matter how long it has passed, no matter where they are, in this case, we will always find them!"

Zhao Lang'er's final expression became a bit ferocious.

Snapped!

"hiss!"

Zhao Lang took a sharp breath and exhaled in pain,

"Teacher, why did you hit me!"

At this time, Kong Jia said with a straight face,

"Where did you learn this robber's method!"

"How can the way of a sage become so narrow!"

Zhao Lang touched his hand and said,

"Teacher, sometimes you should be narrow-minded."

Kong Jia frowned directly, and said,

"What do you mean?!"

Anyway, we have already talked about this, Zhao Lang simply said,

"Teacher, my disciples know that a sage's vision and heart focus on the whole world!"

"That's why there is this concept of great harmony in the world."

"And the saints also have places they don't see, because not all people are human beings."

Zhao Lang knew what his teacher meant.

The theories promoted by the Chinese sages are all truly great wisdom, which is beneficial to everyone.

For example, teaching without discrimination, teaching students in accordance with their aptitude, etc.

But what these saints didn't expect was that this world is very big.

But not all people, like the people of China, inherit their wisdom and can be called human beings.

People in some places wear human skin, but inside they are wild beasts.

To deal with wild beasts, it is natural to use the method of dealing with wild beasts.

After listening to Zhao Lang's words, Kong Jia frowned slightly,

"Your words are not all fallacies, but this road is narrow after all."

Zhao Lang blinked and said,

"It's okay, I'm narrower now, and it's better for future generations to be more relaxed."

Kong Jia was amused by these words, and then said,

"You have a good idea, but what Confucianism preaches today is the great benevolence that treats everyone equally in the world!"

"At that time, your narrow-minded ram benevolence will be useless."

Zhao Lang shook his head indifferently, Qin Shihuang was the only one controlling the inside and outside of Daqin.

After the death of Qin Shihuang, whoever dares to use this kind of great benevolence regardless of internal and external.

Just wait to be divided into five horses by the remnants of the six kingdoms and the Huns.

Of course, this is not something he has to worry about.

The crater of Daqin depends on which unlucky person sits on it.

It's good for him to be a free and easy little rebel.

If this way of great benevolence can survive this troubled world...

Zhao Lang thought of something, and said with a smile,

"Teacher, in ancient times, Confucius punished Shao Zhengmao, so I can't kill those rotten Confucians?"

when!

After a muffled sound, Zhao Lang saw his teacher stand up in shock.

Zhao Lang was startled,

"Teacher, why are you so excited?"

Kong Jia said with a serious face,

"Confucius punished Shao Zhengmao, and he has been criticized to this day."

"Do you know the consequences of doing this?"

Zhao Lang blinked and said,

"Teacher, this disciple is not a murderer. He will not kill without reason. Moreover, even if these rotten scholars are handed over to disciples, they will be useful."

"Besides, this is just a disciple's idea."

Kong Jia breathed a sigh of relief.

Killing Confucian scholars who are in charge of pens will be scolded for thousands of years by these people!

"Ruru? That's an appropriate name. What do you want these people to do?"

"Even if they are used to teach children to read, I'm afraid they will be contaminated with some bad styles."

Kong Jia didn't have a good impression of Confucian scholars like Chunyu Yue.

Zhao Lang said with a smile,

"Teacher, we can use these people to teach our enemies!"

"If you can teach wolves to become sheep, it will be considered a success."

"It's a pity that this kind of talent is not easy to find for the time being, otherwise, I still have a few little Xiongnu here, so I can just try it."

Kong Jia was slightly taken aback, thought of something, and said,

"Lang'er, do you still remember my junior brother?"

"It's Su's teacher, maybe let him try."

After exhorting Zhao Lang again, Kong Jia let him leave.

Looking at Zhao Lang's back, Kong Jia sighed slightly,

"I hope Lang'er can really use these people."

Kong Jia still didn't want to, but one day, Zhao Lang took all the Gongyang Confucian scholars and raised the butcher's knife at other Confucian scholars.

Because according to his disciple's behavior style, this really happened.

And his identity can no longer be hidden.

Next summer, those books should be about the same.

When the time comes, it's time to reveal his identity and officially announce to all Confucian scholars that Zhao Lang is his disciple!