"Confucian benevolence, what Brother Zhongdao said is quite paranoid!"

The white robe is delicate, the pace is light, and in the middle of a leisurely stroll, the young man walked up to the stage and bowed his hand: "Yingchuan Xilong, Xi Zhicai, I also want to come to debate with you students today, this Yellow Turban Rebellion, the people are also, and the thieves are also!" ”

This person is the Xi Long who met on the bank of the river before, Xi Long's demeanor is lonely, and his words are sharp: "The world knows that the yellow turban in the past, the eight states of the world, the soldiers are millions, and the tens of millions of people in the world are swept away, and the people are thieves when they are in turmoil, but human nature is good, the thief's heart can be destroyed, the people's hearts can be taught, and then the killing is fast, how can the people of the Han Dynasty come!" ”

"He is Yingchuan Opera Zhicai!"

"It is rumored that the poor family in Yingchuan Academy, the former family was poor, in order to apprentice to study medicine, kneeling in front of the academy for three days, the wind and rain remained unchanged, and finally moved the doctors of Yingchuan, worshiped into Yingchuan Academy, three years, the doctor of the academy can be argued, the proud son of the academy, the wisdom is accessible, known as the name of sanity!"

Some people pointed fingers, and the origin of the trick was clear.

"Brother Zhicai's words are sharp!" Jiang Lu said with a sigh.

"We are destined to meet thousands of miles away!"

Mu Jing's eyes sparkled, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised a calculating arc, such a talent, if he didn't start in advance, he was a little sorry for himself.

Even if he came to Taixue today and saw countless great talents in the Three Kingdoms era, Xi Zhicai was the most wanted in his heart after all, a national treasure-level talent.

"A certain Sima Fang doesn't recognize Brother Zhicai's fallacy, but thinks that Brother Zhongdao is reasonable!" On the side of the Taixue disciples, another young scholar came out, his spirit was flying, and his voice was loud: "The Yellow Turban Rebellion, chaos is in the heart of the thief, I am Confucian and benevolent, I should be for all the people in the world, and the well-being of the people is above all else, not for the thief and the heart of the woman, the thief chaos should be pacified by soldiers, killing one can be an example, and destroying the Tao and leveling the world!" ”

"Another arrogant man!"

"I know him, he is the eldest son of the Sima family in Hanoi, Sima Lang, he is only eighteen years old this year, he is already an honorary Beijing teacher, and he is a young talent!"

"Even if the situation of this Taixue is not as good as in the past, the background is unshakable!"

"It seems that this Yingchuan Academy is going to be defeated!"

The surrounding scholars began to discuss, and they cast admiring eyes for several scholars on the stage.

"The benevolence of Confucianism, benevolence is in the world, all the people are the people of the world, how can you take care of ten thousand people and give up one person......"

"The people can be taught, thieves cannot be forgiven, the heart of a thief can disrupt the order of the world, can affect the operation of the government, do not have the heart of a woman, and should be the heart of the child to stand up......"

“……”

The two sides continued to fight with their tongues, the young man was hot-blooded, the tip of his tongue was like a sword, his words were like a knife, and in the shadow of the sword, you came and went.

On a high platform.

The three big Confucians looked at this scene with a smile.

They don't take these so-called rebuttals to heart, in their hearts, the Yellow Turban Rebellion, what the chaos is is not at all, why care about the qualitative things, what they care about is these young students who are thriving in their blood, these are the rising stars of Confucianism.

"Brother Decao, your Yingchuan Academy's drama is quite stylish!"

Cai Yong stretched out his hand, touched the beautiful hair on his chin, and said with a smile: "This son's remarks are sharp and sharp, firm in his thoughts, and he is really extraordinary!" ”

"Brother Bo, this son is like this, but he has some eloquent talents, it's rare to have your praise!"

Sima Wei heard this, and looked at Xi Zhicai's eyes with a touch of softness.

"You Yingchuan have been talented recently, but unfortunately you can't come all the time!"

Lu Zhi spoke: "It is rumored that the Xun family has a son, who is the king of He Bo's reputation, Zuo Zhicai, and has the posture of staying as a marquis, I am quite curious about him!" ”

"Huh!"

Sima smiled and said: "Yingchuan Xun clan has countless celebrities, children are numerous, if his Chinese is the best in trouble, Wen Ruo's talent, he does have the posture of staying in the marquis, but unfortunately his nature is quite persistent, not moved by fame and fortune, clinging to ambitions in his heart, although he has become a teacher, but he is still not willing to go out of the career!" ”

Under the high platform, the blood of the unmath students is boiling, but the most listless is Mujing.

In his opinion, these simple remarks are better than going to a debate of college students, these readers are still stupid in reading, and they can't let go at all, the so-called freedom of speech is just a sentence, and many of them dare not say it.

"Mu Long Tu, dare to go!" At this time, Jiang Lu suddenly spoke.

"I'm going?"

Mu Jing looked at Jiang Lu and said, "You're not mistaken, look at the one on the stage, that one is not a Confucian scholar, isn't it just to sacrifice ugliness when I go up?" ”

"Your words have always been sharp, you love to be right, and you take the road of the front!"

Jiang Lu said softly: "The most important thing is that today's opportunity is rare in the world, scholars from all over the world are admiring, you are not only for the yellow scarf, should be the yellow scarf and the name of the yellow scarf, but also for yourself and famous, if the world is not famous, who is willing to follow, you have to think about the lord, if the lord can safely govern Nanyang in the future, you need the world's scholars to take refuge!" ”

"Why don't you go?" Mu Jing said strangely.

"I'm self-aware!"

Jiang Lu took it for granted and said: "There is a considerable difference between me and them, and the knowledge is far from enough, and it is just a shame to go up!" ”

"How do I feel like you're digging a hole for me, you want to dig me!" Mu Jing said suspiciously, this guy is careful, after being cheated by himself once, he wanted to pit himself once countless times, but unfortunately he was wise and smart, and he didn't give him a chance at all.

"Mu Longtu, you and I have been friends for many days, how can you question my heart so much, I am dedicated to you, and I am dedicated to the welfare of the Lord, this heart can be seen from the sun and the moon, and the world can be clear......" Jiang Lu said with a sad and indignant face.

"Yes!"

Mu Jing hurriedly stopped his tirade and said, "I'll go!" ”

There is nothing wrong with taking the initiative, at this time he needs fame, with fame can he meet Cai Yong smoothly, and only then can he have a one-in-a-thousandth chance of convincing Cai Yong, and there is one thing Jiang Lu said is right, if they can't change the definition of the yellow scarf, it will be difficult for them to recruit talents in the future.

This is an opportunity.

And who he is.

He is a thirteen-year-old freak with a soul of two thousand years, and now it is just a debate of the ancients, can he still be afraid?

"Please!"

Jiang Lu didn't say a word, and bowed down to make an inviting gesture.

"Jiang Lao'er, look at your young master's demeanor!"

Mu Jing stepped forward with a momentum of being sluggish and cold.

"Brother Longtu, this is ......" Lu Heng walked over, looked at Mu Jing's back, and frowned slightly.

In his heart, he still likes Jiang Lu, he talked to Jiang Lu, and he already felt that Jiang Lu was extraordinary, but for the young Mulong Tu, he was somewhat contemptuous, and suddenly saw that Mu Jing actually dared to walk on the high platform, he was stunned.

You must know that today's grand occasion is not only an opportunity, but also a hurdle, if you fall, your reputation will be ruined, and your career will be ruined in the future, leaving a stain on your life, and it will be difficult to get ahead.

Even if he is Lu Heng, the second son of Lu Zhi today, he does not dare to come to the stage to offer ugliness.

"The young man is ignorant, he actually wants to grandstand in such a sacred place, but he can't persuade him, I can only let him, hey!"

Jiang Lu's face changed, with an innocent look, if Mu Jing saw it, he would definitely not say a word, beat him, this guy was taking revenge, he was calculated by Mu Jing once, but he was very resentful.

On the stage, the definition of the Yellow Turban Rebellion is still being debated, more than ten scholars have already come to the stage, Yingchuan Academy is dominated by Xi Long and the young Chen Qun, and the main force of Taixue is Cai Yong's disciple, Wei Zhongdao of the honorary Beijing Master.

"So, they all think that your argument is a fallacy!"

Mu Jing appeared, a thirteen-year-old body, a thirty-year-old soul, with the momentum of battlefield killing, imitating the temperament of reading thousands of books, stepping up, walking on the high platform, childish face, lifelike eyes, indifferent, fearless in the face of everyone's gaze.

"Who is this man?"

"Such a young man, with a brilliant demeanor, I don't even know it!"

"He's provoking!"

"You dare to provoke Taixue and Yingchuan Academy at the same time, what a gut!"

“……”

The stage was a little quiet, a pair of eyes fell on Mu Jing, and the readers in the audience talked about it one after another, some admired the unfamiliar Mu Jing, some despised it, and some curious people wanted to find out his origin through the surrounding crowd.

"Who are you?" Wei Zhongdao's eyes narrowed slightly, a little coldly flickered, and asked coldly, "Why did you come to the stage?" ”

"Naturally, I will discuss it with you when I come to the stage!"

"Just you?" Wei Zhongdao said contemptuously: "How old are you this year, who is the teacher!" ”

"Nanyang Mujing, the word dragon map, self-taught, and no teacher!"

He bowed to the upper seat: "It's an honor to enter the Taixue worship today, and I hope you don't want to be surprised!" ”

"No need to be polite!"

Cai Yong looked at Mu Jing with curiosity and said.

Mu Jing continued: "Today's discussion of the Yellow Turban, all the scholars in the world can talk about it, I don't know what to say! ”

"Naturally!"

Xi Long walked out, he recognized Mu Jing, but he didn't care very much, he had always had a free and easy temperament, and he smiled and said: "The Yellow Turban Rebellion, chaos in the world, all the world's scholars, are among them, why can't you talk about it!" ”

"Then you're welcome today!"

Mu Jing stepped into the middle stage and proudly faced all the readers: "Everyone in the world says that the Yellow Turban Rebellion is chaotic in the ambition of the thief chieftain Zhang Jiao, and the people in the world are disturbed, and the chaos is in the ignorance of the people, blindly following, however, a certain heart does not approve, the Yellow Turban Rebellion is not a thief chaos, not a civil unrest, but a rebellion of the dynasty!" ”

"Nonsense!"

"Bold!"

"Speaking about the court, capital crime also!"

"This son is too presumptuous!"

Mu Jing's words caused a thousand waves, and the students glared angrily, looking at Mu Jing's figure and spewing flames, since the decline of Taixue, I really haven't seen such a bold person in Confucianism and politics.