Chapter 741 I...I Want to Give This to You

Chapter 741 I. I want to give this to you

This time, the debate lasted for two days. Similarly, it also means that Jiang Lin slept for two days.

Shamelessly rubbing against Jiuyi's thigh, Jiang Lin opened his eyes sleepily, and when Jiang Lin woke up, he realized that the debate had just ended.

In fact, Jiang Lin fell asleep on purpose before. After all, he was next to Mo Li, so Mo Li would definitely be nervous, and this debate is indeed like a Chinese teacher giving a lecture. The whole person was so sleepy, so he just fell asleep. .

After waking up, Jiang Lin thought it was going to rain, after all, there was a dark cloud above his head.

But if you look closely, it seems that these are Wenyun

Literary movement is just literary movement. After all, Confucianism is debated, and it is very normal for there to be a gathering of literary movements. It is just that there are too many literary movements.

Jiang Lin originally thought that these Confucian elders would look at him with disdainful eyes of "such a solemn venue, you actually fell asleep".

But unexpectedly, Jiang Lin, who was resting on Jiuyi's lap, let go of his consciousness, and found that all the Confucian scholars, old and young, all lowered their heads, and even looked extremely embarrassed.

Some of them were still blushing, as if they were ashamed. They wanted to leave, but they felt that if they left now, it would be even more embarrassing.

As for the princesses of the dynasty who were serving at the side, their brows and faces were all looking at Mo Li in surprise, apart from being tired.

In those surprised gazes, Jiang Lin saw envy and incredulity, but more, it was the endless admiration.

Han Zhe stopped talking, he began to doubt his life again, and even Sikong Tu looked extremely complicated.

Only Mo Li knelt down beside Jiang Lin obediently, his body was close to Jiang Lin, as if he was looking for something to lean on, his little hands pinched the hem of his skirt, he seemed a little shy.

Jiang Lin looked at Jiuyi, who winked proudly and playfully at Jiang Lin.

Even if there was no heart lake sound transmission, Jiang Lin immediately understood what was going on.

It turned out that when he was asleep, Mo Li debated these people to the point of autism

You won't, is this gone?

Jiang Lin felt a bit at a loss, she should have seen Mo Li's demeanor, but helplessly, she was nervous when she was by Mo Li's side

"Dare to ask girl, but Miss Moli from the Kongling Sect in Wutong Prefecture."

An old man took a deep breath and stood up slowly, breaking the silence of the scene.

They have also heard the word Moli before. After all, Moli has become famous after the debate of thousands of people in Wutong Prefecture, especially among Confucian scholars, who has never heard of a "female master of Confucian grandeur".

However, many people took this news as a rumor and didn't dare to take it seriously. After all, in order to win the attention of others, what exaggerated things can't be published by those reporters?

But now, they know that that matter may be true, there is really a woman who defeated ten thousand Confucian scholars.

Now, even if Mo Li hadn't revealed his identity from the beginning to the end, he could still guess it.

"Yes, this junior is Moli of the Kongling Sect."

Mo Li nodded and held the senior salute.

Hearing that this woman called herself "Mo Li", the originally silent Xiao Pingyuan exploded and fell into discussion again.

The princesses of those dynasties looked at Mo Li with even more respect and admiration in their eyes, while the other Confucian scholars were surprised and "as expected", but also faintly relieved.

It was as if they were comforting themselves: "No wonder this young girl is so knowledgeable. It turns out that Mo Li, who has overwhelmed thousands of people, is Mo Li who is in the Grand Realm. It's not too embarrassing for me to lose."

Seeing this scene, Jiang Lin couldn't help but smile. This wasn't a mockery. He specialized in arts. In terms of Confucianism, Jiang Lin also felt that he was really not qualified to laugh at others.

The reason why they laughed was because when they "breathed a sigh of relief", they subconsciously acknowledged the existence of such a female master as Mo Li.

Sikong Tu naturally knew this too, the old man also had his head in his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Miss Moli also wants to learn?"

Another old man spoke.

The debate is over, and they acquiesce that they have lost, and continuing to entangle is just asking for humiliation.

However, they really wanted to ask a lot of questions about such an extremely young, literary wife.

"Yes." Mo Li nodded, but he still didn't notice that when Jiang Lin woke up, Mo Li's words and deeds were all confident and calm, as well as the kind of strength that only girls have.

"Then Miss Moli, do you know what it represents?"

"Mo Li knows."

"That"

"Mo Li has a question, I wonder if Mr. can answer it."

Old He Zuo bowed and said, "Miss, please tell me."

"Why are Confucian scholars?"

"The girl's problem is too big, and I can only pick a brief summary, which is nothing more than 'self-cultivation, family governance, country and world peace'."

"'Cultivate one's body, govern the family, govern the country and the world'." Mo Li sighed softly, "The ultimate peace of the world, after all, isn't it also about cultivating literary and martial arts, and awarding it to the emperor's family?"

"."

The old man was a little speechless.

[Practice the art of literature and martial arts, bestowed on the emperor's family. 】

This sentence was the first time he heard it, and he wanted to deny it, but he didn't know how to deny it.

Because he is not a monk, but comes from the imperial system, what he has learned in the end is nothing more than entering the court as an official and displaying his skills in the emperor's house, so this little girl is not wrong.

But why is he so uncomfortable?

"Mo Li doesn't think so, there is a priority in hearing the truth, there is a specialization in art, and the first one is the teacher.

A three-year-old child knows that "threesomes must have my teacher".

Although Mo Li is a class of women, why can't women be teachers? "

The old man stopped when he wanted to speak, and when he stopped, he wanted to speak.

And Mo Li continued: "For Mo Li, there is no need to grant it to the emperor's family. What Mo Li has learned in his heart is nothing more than twenty-two characters."

"What word?"

"For heaven and earth,

Live for the people.

In order to continue to learn from the saints,

Create peace for all generations. "

Mo Li whispered every word, but it was so shocking that all Confucian scholars were shocked.

Even Jiang Lin was stunned on Jiuyi's lap.

These twenty-two characters were not taught by Jiang Lin, and Jiang Lin never mentioned them at all. This was learned by Mo Li himself.

In other words, this is Moli's Confucianism and Taoism!

In the sky, the literary fortune that filled the sky couldn't hold back even under the 22 characters, it turned into a black dragon of literary fortune and descended from the sky, and looked at Mo Li face to face.

Slowly, Mo Li stretched out his hand, and that black dragon turned into a black dragon ball for a moment, and landed in Mo Li's palm.

Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Mo Li bent down and stuffed himself into Jiang Lin's arms.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Lin who woke up early grabbed her tender wrist.

"I want to give you this."

"Fool." Jiang Lin was taken aback, then laughed softly, "You were so domineering just now, and you want to bring peace to all generations."

"But." Mo Li blinked his watery almond eyes, "You are more important than the peace of this world."