With the spread of the news that the second session of the Hundred Lectures was about to be held, the wind of debate in the Yitong School Palace suddenly flourished, and the students spontaneously launched a debate regardless of location and topic, and the sound of Lang Lang could be heard in almost every corner of the entire school palace.

Yao Ruoyu, who wore a human skin mask, walked through several teaching buildings, and finally came to the Mandarin Duck Lake on the east side of the school palace.

Yao Ruoyu, who goes by the pseudonym "Lu Xun", was sitting next to four young men and women at this time, listening to the four of them debating the "civil and military dispute".

"Military generals fight the world, literati rule the world, this is the same law since ancient times, now I have a large Wen sitting in Sichuan and Chongqing, and there is no need to worry about the disaster of the army in the short term, so it is natural to need to re-write and suppress the military. ”

"Otherwise, although my Dawen is prosperous on the surface, but there are barbarians in the north and south, and the Great Song Dynasty in the east is said to be the master of my Dawen, but the so-called side of the couch will not allow others to snore, who knows when they will have thoughts about us, if they don't have heavy troops, in the future, foreign thieves will knock on the door, how can we resist the enemy?"

"I don't know if Brother Chen has ever heard the phrase 'the generals will not be subject to foreign military orders'? These six commanders lead the army to sit on one side, once they support their own troops, it will be like the situation of the princes dividing and ignoring the kingdom at the weekend, how to solve it at that time?"

"Then in Brother Liu's opinion, how can this matter be resolved?"

"It's simple! Change the commander once a year, change the town general every six months, and change the battalion commander once a month, so as to ensure that the military generals cannot hold the military power for a long time, and can also prevent them from turning the national army into a private army. ”

Hearing this, Yao Ruoyu couldn't bear it a little, and laughed out loud, and the person who spoke before was suddenly dissatisfied, and said unhappily: "Is this brother laughing at me?"

Waving his hand, Yao Ruo smiled foolishly: "No." ”

"Since it's an argument, naturally everyone can speak their minds freely, so why should Brother Liu be angry?" another young scribe nodded at Yao Ruoyu with a foolish smile and said, "If this brother Tai has any ideas, he can speak up. ”

Pursing his lips, Yao Ruo smiled foolishly: "How can you say it, the iron-beaten camp, the flowing general, do you know what the consequences will be?"

Several people were stunned when they heard this, and the scribe surnamed Liu frowned and said, "Naturally, it can reduce his control over the army and prevent them from rebelling." ”

Shaking his head, Yao Ruoyu looked at the other three, the scribe surnamed Chen seemed to think of something, and hesitated: "In this way, I am afraid that the combat effectiveness of the army will be greatly reduced......"

Spreading out his hand, Yao Ruo smiled foolishly: "It is true that my Dawen sits on Sichuan and Chongqing, and I can attack and retreat, and I don't need to worry about foreign military disasters in the short term, but sooner or later I will have to face the attack of Nanban and Mongolia, if my Dawen army is weak at that time, how can I resist their offensive?"

"So the prince doesn't plan to recuperate in peace in the past two years, but continues to fight the army?"

Suddenly, a person asked softly beside him, Yao Ruoyu looked back, and when he saw the person coming, he first raised his eyebrows, and then said with a smile: "What is the meaning of reckless military force?

"This is a move that will bring disaster to the country," the person who came said lightly with a cold face, "not respecting Confucianism, but advocating the competition of hundreds of schools of thought, will only shake the foundation of the country." ”

With a slight shake of his fingers, Yao Ruoyu sneered, "Why do you have to respect Confucianism?"

"Since the Han Dynasty, successive kings have emphasized Confucianism and Confucianism, and there have been countless prosperous dynasties ......"

Before the visitor finished speaking, Yao Ruoyu had already laughed and said: "Then why is the Han Dynasty dying and the Great Song Dynasty standing now?"

Without waiting for the man to refute, Yao Ruoyu smiled again: "Confucianism, what is Confucianism? What people need is Confucianism, does Brother Li think that the current Confucian teachings are what people need?"

The person who came said angrily: "Isn't it? With the efforts of my Confucian scholars, my Great Song Dynasty ranks first among the major Chinese dynasties, and its military, financial, and national strength are all the first in the world, so can't it prove the importance of my Confucianism?"

"Is it? Then why are there still countless poor people in the Song Dynasty? There are still countless displaced people?" his eyes were slightly sharp, Yao Ruoyu sneered, "For the sake of personal gain, do not hesitate to cause trouble, officials and bandits collude, is this kind of thing still less on the desk of your criminal department Shangshu?"

Without listening carefully to the argument between the two, several men and women around them all looked at Yao Ruoyu in astonishment, because if they heard correctly, the person who came just now called him "Wang Ye", and there seemed to be only one person in the entire Dawen city-state who was qualified to be called "Wang Ye".

"His Royal Highness King Wen!" the four male and female students hurriedly stood up and bowed their hands.

With a cold face, Yao Ruoyu waved his hand to signal that the four of them didn't need to be polite, stood up and looked at the person who came, and said coldly: "I remember that Zhuang Yuanlang didn't be an official in the Ministry of Rites?

The person who came was handsome, dressed in white, carrying the Confucian treasure Taixue sword, and his temperament was as transcendent as a fairy, and it was Li Yuezhou, the descendant of Confucian Confucius.

Glancing at the four people next to him, Li Yuezhou said indifferently: "I have something to say to the prince." ”

Yao Ruoyu raised her eyebrows, looking like she was listening.

Li Yuezhou frowned slightly, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Can you take a step to speak?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Yao Ruoyu waved his hand to the four students next to him, left Yuanyang Lake with Li Yuezhou, walked slowly along the lake-shaded greenway, and soon came to the door of the doctoral building.

Standing in front of the steps outside the door, Yao Ruoyu turned to look at Li Yuezhou, and said with a smile: "Yes, say it." ”

Unexpectedly, Yao Ruoyu didn't plan to let him enter the door at all, Li Yuezhou frowned and said, "This is the prince's hospitality?"

Yao Ruoyu spread out his hand and said with a smile: "Brother Li also said, that's hospitality, Brother Li is menacing, I don't know if I thought it was the enemy who came to the door, how dare this king let Brother Li enter, after all, there are still a lot of valuable things inside, if it is broken, I am afraid that Brother Li's money will not be able to pay for it, right?"

Li Yuezhou is a humble gentleman, and since his debut, he has been in contact with important ministers of the imperial court, and the most unfortunate is also the son of an official eunuch.

Slowly exhaling a few times, Li Yuezhou calmed down and said solemnly: "Li asked King Wen on behalf of my Confucian sect, how can I give up and continue to hold a hundred forums?"

"Oh?" Yao Ruoyu looked at him with interest and said with a smile, "So are you scared?"

"Lord Wang, this is scraping my flesh and blood of the Great Song Dynasty!"

With a cold look in his eyes, the hilt of the sword exposed behind Li Yuezhou's left shoulder trembled slightly, and there was a burst of sword roars: "Attract a large number of literati to Sichuan and Chongqing with the theory of a hundred schools, come to you with a batch of literature, and I will have a group less in the Great Song Dynasty, does the prince know the consequences of your doing this?"

Yao Ruo said foolishly: "Isn't the consequence that from now on the Great Song Dynasty will be your Confucian hall, and there are no people from other schools, you can toss the Great Song Dynasty as much as you want, isn't it just in line with your wishes?"

"The prince is really benevolent," Li Yuezhou laughed angrily, "Do you think that by doing this, you can shake the foundation of my Confucianism? My Confucianism is the school of heaven's chosen dragon support, and if you do this, you will only become the biggest Confucian enemy of my Confucianism for more than a thousand years!"

"I like this name, it's cool. ”

Smacking his lips, Yao Ruoyu's smile slowly retracted, and a coercion rose from his body, pressing the corners of Li Yuezhou's eyes twitching slightly.

"Back then, the King of Shu wanted to seize my Sichuan and Shu foundation, and it was your Confucian sect who took the lead in responding and taking the lead in targeting my Dawen. ”

"So, either you bow your heads first and admit your mistakes, or you and I continue to fight to the death. ”

Li Yuezhou's face turned pale, and he said angrily: "Do you think that with you, a great literary city-state, you are qualified to fight with my Confucian sect?"

"Try it!" Yao Ruoyu shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "The foundation of my great literature has never been your Confucianism, but thousands of people in Sichuan and Chongqing...... Excuse me, you guys are a piece of!"

Hearing the last five words, Li Yuezhou suddenly shouted angrily, and the Taixue sword behind him suddenly came out of its sheath half a foot, and the dense golden ancient seal appeared out of thin air around him, accompanied by the surging righteousness, turned into a majestic momentum that rushed straight into the sky, and was about to rush the heavens and the earth.

"Here, it's Dawen. ”

With a chuckle in his mouth, Yao Ruoyu's eyes were slightly sharp, and the Haoran righteousness that had filled the sky before collapsed, Li Yuezhoujun's face turned red, and he took a few steps back in embarrassment, and a stream of blood spurted out when he opened his mouth.

Although Li Yuezhou has already stepped into the Seven Realms with half a foot, which is not much different from Yao Ruoyu's current skills, but the realms of the two can be said to be very different, Yao Ruoyu is just a thought, and Li Yuezhou's Haoran righteousness with the blessing of the golden ancient seal will be crushed.

Under the pressure of the majestic sword, Li Yuezhou raised his hand with difficulty to wipe away the blood from the corner of his lips, gritted his teeth and said: "What is given today, Li remembers it in his heart, and he will definitely return it twice in the future." ”

"Li Yuezhou, don't force me to kill you!" his eyes narrowed slightly, Yao Ruo looked at him with a foolish smile, "Do you think I killed you, what can you Confucians do to me? Mongolia and Nanban are eyeing you outside, and the national strength of the Great Song Dynasty has not yet recovered, do you think that the current Great Song Dynasty will crusade against my Dawen city-state for you alone?"

Rao is Li Yuezhou has always been humble and polite, and his chest almost exploded at this time, but he was afraid of Yao Ruoyu's fierce sword pressure that enveloped him at that moment, and finally suppressed the angry rebuke that was about to blurt out, and he turned his head and left with a flick of his sleeves.

Seeing Li Yuezhou disappear at the end of the street, Yao Ruoyu suddenly looked up, after using the end of the sword path as a medium, he could clearly see the phantoms of the broken golden ancient seals, which were left over after being crushed by himself before.

With a movement of his mind, the Ending Sword Domain quietly unfolded, engulfing all those fragmented ancient seal phantoms, turning into wisps of pale golden spiritual light and quietly submerging into the spiritual sea under his soul's feet.

"It is worthy of the personal inheritance of Kong Sheng, and the heroic righteousness blessed by this golden ancient seal is several times richer than Zhao Tianjiao's. ”

Feeling the imprint of the ancient seal written by Kong Sheng himself, the corners of Yao Ruoyu's lips showed a little smile, because he thought of the idea he had when he studied the method cultivated by the Confucian Haoran Righteousness because he had rebuilt the Five Realms, that ...... A method that is enough to cut off the foundation of Confucianism for more than a thousand years!