Chapter 281: Wu Xiaoxian

This person is from an extraordinary background at first glance, is the little heart in his mouth really small?

In front of this Wu Xiaoxian, Zhang Yi opened the painting, although he didn't know the goods too well, but at a glance, he knew that he was very powerful, he didn't say anything, just asked Wang Sanlang to put it away, and let the little lady take a look at it at night.

"Wu Gongzi is polite." He gave a gift, and Zhang Yi didn't treat him coldly anymore, and his expression was better, but that's all.

As everyone knows, this falls in the eyes of Wu Xiaoxian, Zhang Yi's style is like this, and he has a master's style.

This is the handwriting of Mrs. Ning, who is known as a painting immortal in the dynasty!

Zhang Yi is so calm, in Wu Xiaoxian's opinion, it is rare to see such a person who does not like things, not to mention that Zhang Yi is still so talented.

After thinking about it for a while, he said to Zhang Yi.

"I don't know what Brother Zhang is doing...... What do you think of Confucianism? ”

Originally, he said that he was a scholar, but thinking that Zhang Yi didn't seem to be too kind of a scholar, even if he asked, he probably couldn't ask anything useful, and if he asked Confucianism, he probably asked Zhang Yi to say something, right?

This man is so imposing! Although the words used in the question can be regarded as humble, how could Zhang Yi not hear the non-rejection hidden under the surface? It seems that this Wu Xiaoxian's identity is not ordinary.

"The way of Confucianism, the sage is always right."

Zhang Yi's words are very meaningful, what can be tasted depends on Wu Xiaoxian himself, he does not have much opinion on Confucianism, the Confucian sage who founded Confucianism, his cause is good in Zhang Yi's opinion, and it can be regarded as clever, and it is the descendants who are corrupt.

Hearing this, Wu Xiaoxian was stunned, as if he had thought of something, but as if he hadn't realized anything, looking at Zhang Yi's unfathomable look, he smiled bitterly.

"The little brother is stupid, and I ask Brother Zhang to teach me."

Seeing this, Zhang Yi smiled incomprehensibly, looking like how you and other mortals would understand, he didn't answer Wu Xiaoxian's words, and even said that some donkey lips were not right for the horse's mouth.

"The saint carried out the ritual of the Western Zhou Dynasty, tell me, why is this?"

Caught off guard by Zhang Yi's question, Wu Xiaoxian was stunned and replied.

"Because the Western Zhou Dynasty is the beginning of rituals?"

snorted, and Zhang Yi didn't say anything about Wu Xiaoxian's statement.

"What was the purpose of Zhou Gong's six-year ritual music back then?"

Wu Xiao glanced at Zhang Yi first, as if he understood something.

"The system of etiquette and music is to distinguish the hierarchical order of distance and proximity with etiquette, and to contract and integrate with music, and the two complement each other......"

"The little brother still doesn't understand what Brother Zhang means."

Zhang Yi got up and poured a glass of wine for Wu Xiaoxian and himself, his lips and teeth were filled with the fragrance of green plum brew, and he didn't care if he really didn't understand or fake, he just opened his mouth.

"The Duke of Zhou didn't want to use drastic means to enforce the law, so he implemented all this with gentle etiquette and music, and thought that the sage also had the same original intention......" This has long been hinted at in the Confucian classics, "How many people are there in the court today who bully the weak and fear the hard?" Push it with a gentle approach? ”

In Zhang Yi's opinion, no matter what it is, the law or something else, it should keep pace with the times, and it is best to use the most suitable method for the moment, but today's Zhou people are self-contained, and Confucianism has misinterpreted a lot, and Zhang Yi doesn't want to say it.

Decay becomes inevitable.

As if he had never thought about this, Wu Xiaoxian was stunned for a long time after listening to Zhang Yi's words, as if he had lost his soul, and drank the wine that Zhang Yi poured for him in one gulp, and poured the empty cup into his mouth, the image looked like crazy.

Zhang Yi didn't care about him, he tasted the wine in his cup, secretly thinking about what kind of way this Wu Xiaoxian came from, and Zhang Yi didn't have no ideas in front of him.

This person knew at a glance that he had an extraordinary background, and Zhang Yi's original intention was to protect the little girls from infringement.

These days, he has seen all the people in Hangzhou, Zhang Yi understands that in such a feudal era, without the protection of the official family, even if he is rich, it is just empty talk, and Wang Hong's friendship with Wu Datong seems to be quite good now.

But he knew that he would always have to go up in the future, and if there was no enough force to match it, then they would be a piece of fat meat on the chopping block, and those nobles would bite if they wanted to?

Wu Xiaoxian didn't know when he came back to his senses, looking at Zhang Yi's eyes was very complicated, and he was able to analyze Confucianism and the current decaying situation so thoroughly, it can be seen that Zhang Yi is not just a person with empty knowledge, he also has a heart that is enough to match.

It's just this Zhang Yi...... Eh, it seems to be too bold, dare to say anything, it's him, Zhang Yi probably doesn't know what kind of storm his words will cause if he is in the court, looking at Zhang Yi's ignorance, Wu Xiaoxian really feels a little powerless.

If Zhang Yi knew his thoughts, he would definitely sneer, if he didn't have the kung fu to know people at all, what else would he be messing with? At a glance, Zhang Yi could see that although this guy was from an extraordinary background and a little scheming, he was still a relatively simple child on the whole, otherwise, Zhang Yi would not have eaten enough to support him, and told him so much.

"Listen to your words, it is better to read for ten years, Brother Zhang's words let the younger brother give a lot of advice, come to visit tomorrow, and please Brother Zhang Don't dislike it."

Zhang Yi was most impatient with such a crepe look, and waved his hand at him in disgust and let him take care of himself.

After Wu Xiao left first, Wang Sanlang came to Zhang Yi's side in a shy, "This Wu Gongzi seems to have a good background, but the young master wants to be good friends with him?" ”

"How so?

Raising his eyebrows in surprise, Zhang Yi didn't think when Wang Sanlang, a fool, had the ability to see people.

"Those guards and even coachmen brought by Wu Gongzi can have a tie with the small one alone."

Wang Sanlang's skills Zhang Yi knows, in Jiangning, those servants under Wang Hong, Wang Sanlang can fight one against ten.

It can be said that Wu Xiaoxian is from an extraordinary background, and it is normal for the family to be worried about lining up a few more high-level and advanced followers, but if the coachman also has such skills, then ......

Zhang Yi looked at the direction of the door, he made the right move.

"Eleven Niang, what do you think of this painting?"

Holding the painting sent by Wu Xiaoxian, after Zhang Yi put it in the hands of Shi Niang, he enjoyed stealing a fragrance on Shi Niang's cheek.

Glaring at Zhang Yi with disgust, Li Lanyi didn't say anything, and gently opened the painting that Zhang Yi brought, what could be shown to her must not be a worthless thing, Eleven Niang thought like this, and the movements in her hands were a little more careful.

But when she opened it, Shi Niang's heart still trembled, this is not like an antiquity, you can get some money.