Yuelu Academy, even if the sky is clear, the eyes of every returning Confucian student of science are covered with a layer of ashes.

What to do? Where should science go from here? Is there a road ahead?

They can't see clearly, because once faith collapses, then the fear will be infinitely magnified.

Those who were able to go to Orange Island to debate academics with Li Boyan were all Confucian scholars who swore to follow obscure scholars even if science was reduced to pseudo-science. Their goal is to become holy and preach the Tao, but the preaching is broken by Li Boyan, and they are naturally confused.

The students of Nanbei Zhai stood on the riverbank one after another, waiting for their teachers and fellow disciples to return, and even Hui Weng, Yang Jian and Cai Yuanding sat in front of the stone gate, waiting for this Yuelu meeting related to the "life and death" of science.

When Li Boyan showed them the cells, after they saw it with their own eyes, what qi reason, what heart is the universe, has become a ridiculous and generous point of view.

The merchant ship sailed leisurely to the shore port.

Cai Yuanding stroked his beard and said: "In this debate, I study all factions and work together, how can I lose to Li Boyan, this kid, I was negligent and was exploited by him, and now we are united, and we will definitely return with a big victory." ”

Zhu Xi squinted his eyes and looked at the merchant ship, but his old eyes were dizzy, and he could only see that the ship was coming, and the figures on it were blurred.

The bachelors of science who were cheering on the shore, seeing Fu Guang and Huang Gan standing on the bow of the boat, and Li Guichen who was talking about something with Zhao Ruyu again, couldn't stop the excitement in their hearts, it's only been two years, is science going to rise again?

"Huh! Mr! ”

"Mountain chief, here! Over here! ”

Many people waved their hands and beckoned to the figure that had become clear. They may not know that science has failed, and it has been a mess. Yongjia Xinxue's strongest business model has not yet been sacrificed, and it has returned in this method of teaching people and the human nature of all things.

Fuguang saw the cheers on the shore, and tears flowed unconsciously, he is a sinner of science, why, why let him see the so-called cells! Why is there such a rice seed! His nails were deeply embedded in the wooden railing, and when he finally saw the smiling faces of the students, the fear in his heart was infinitely magnified.

Lord Yama, let me die!

All the Confucian students on the ship were in a daze and pondering.

In this way, Fu Hanqing kicked on the board of the boat, pouted his buttocks, rolled and jumped off the boat.

The contemplative silence of the people on board was broken.

The jubilant students also stopped abruptly, looking at the splash with horror.

Li Boyan was also stunned, the wine glass in his hand slipped down, and hurriedly shouted: "I'll strangle, if you want to die, you will be pulled on me!" "This Nima's, this Fu Hanqing died on his boat, even if he wanted to commit suicide by jumping into the river, it would be rumored in the world that he was forced to death by Li Boyan, and this sin would be a big one.

Li Boyan roared: "Save people!" ”

The people on the shore also shouted: "Mr. Fu! ”

The old man was dizzy, but when he heard the suddenness of the people on the shore, he stood up tremblingly, and said with a shocked expression: "Han Qing, what's wrong with Han Qing?" ”

The boatman who was familiar with the water on the boat jumped into the Xiangjiang River and dragged the splashing Fuguang up, Li Boyan lay on the railing and looked down, and saw that the boatman had already picked up the pen, and breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, the water flow of the Xiangjiang River was gentle, otherwise the pen was washed away by the water.

"Don't save me! Let me die! ”

The boatman had already held up Fuguang, but this fool kept trying to break free from the boatman's hand, so that the boatman was a little unable to deal with it. Kang Shuaibo jumped into the river, knocked out Fu Guang, who was still dying, and shouted upward: "Put the rope!" ”

With the concerted efforts of the people on the boat, Fuguang, who jumped into the river, was finally fished onto the boat. coughed twice, it seems that he was not drowning, but was knocked to death by Kang Shuaibo. Otherwise, Li Boyan would have wanted to use his feet to do cardiopulmonary resuscitation on him.

"Whoever wants to jump into the river, don't look for bad luck on my boat, stay away!" Li Boyan was afraid that someone would jump into the river, so he directly pulled this face and scolded, "Such a big person, can't you stand such a little setback?" Isn't it just to correct your wrong three views, you will die or live, you are really dead! ”

The people on the boat were silent, and they were no longer able to debate with Li Boyan about what was right and wrong. The boat slowly landed, Fu Guang was carried off the boat, and the students of Yuelu Academy surrounded them excitedly.

Zhao Ruyu just wanted to explain something, but was stopped by Li Boyan.

"Sir, let them be quiet."

Zhao Ruyu stopped, watched a Confucian on the ship give birth to the ship, and sighed: "Bo Yan, this is too cruel for them. ”

"Does the gentleman think it's cruel? This is the progress of the Great Song Dynasty, the dross will not go, the decay of the Great Song Dynasty literary circle, even if you can't see anything now, will slowly decay in the future, eating away at the entire Han Dynasty! ”

Zhao Ruyu watched hundreds of people hurriedly follow into the academy and said, "But science, it's just like that!" ”

Li Boyan smiled: "Mr. is serious. Rigaku is not dead, but back to his original position. ”

Zhou Bi, who was listening quietly, raised his eyebrows, looked at Li Boyan, who was just showing his edge, and said, "How do you understand what Da Lang said?" ”

"Confucianism is not a study of the world, and it is already misguided if you want to collect what you have learned and make science an all-encompassing Mahayana science. Let science return to the humanities, this is the best destination. ”

Zhao Ruyu muttered: "Return to the humanities." Bo Yan, did you not think about the destruction of science from the beginning? ”

"Sir, why did I ever say that I was going to let the science of science perish?"

"I'm not blind with the words on your white silk."

Li Boyan looked at Yue Lu, who was closed at the gate of the courtyard, showed a mouthful of big white teeth, and said: "I just want to let the obscure Weng, all the Confucian scholars, and the saint in my heart disappear and perish." ”

Lu You put the cat on the deck, let the little orange with a somewhat bloated body lazily lie on the deck to blow the wind, and said, "Da Lang's words are a bit profound. ”

"Esoteric? In a discipline, there can be sages, and there can be people with lofty ideals who go forward and succeed, but the only thing that cannot be is the deified saint. This point, Yongjia Xinxue does not. Only if there is no so-called saint in this science, then he can have infinite peaks, and there will be countless successors, standing on the shoulders of giants, looking up at the starry sky, instead of bowing to saints. ”

Zhou Zichong smiled and asked, "Don't you worship Confucius?" ”

"Heaven does not give birth to Zhongni, and eternity is as long as night. But what the Master advocates is benevolence, and for example, today's Confucian scholars, do they advocate the Master or benevolence? ”

Zhao Ruyu's eyes were like torches, and he had already set off turbulent waves in his heart.

"Do we advocate the Master, or do we advocate benevolence? Bo Yan, ......"

"Huh?"

Zhao Ruyu said slowly: "You don't have a word yet, right?" ”

"Sir, I'm only fifteen years old."

A few people trembled in their hearts again, fifteen years old, how could the words he said be more philosophical than the seventy-five-year-old Confucian student?

Zhao Ruyu said: "I think you are already an adult, Lu Xun, the prime minister of the Three Kingdoms, the word is Boyan, your name is Boyan, and its alias is Lu Yi. ”

Speaker? Fortunately, I don't have the surname Chen......

Li Boyan bowed his hand and said, "Thank you, Mr. for the word." ”