The moon is like a hook, the moon is tall under the sky, and the three of them conspire.

Lin Wenruo spoke eloquently, concisely and meaningfully.

His warm voice only came into the ears of Zhao Rong and Chen Muzhi, and once it floated out of the building, it would be shattered by the strong wind and dissipate into the night.

The rules of this Confucian-Taoist debate are simple.

There are three people on each side, one against one, three talks, and the one with the most wins wins.

Each conversation is divided into the host and the guest, and the host puts forward his views and makes remarks, and the guest questions them, which is the so-called "difficult questioning", so as to refute the other party's point of view.

The views of the two parties are opposite, or no, so whatever the host chooses, the guest must oppose.

Both sides question each other's point of view, refute each other, and argue their own point of view until the end, arguing the winner or loser.

And there will be fair referees on the field, and there are more than 100,000 people and countless Zhongnan hermits and celebrities who are good at talking, so it is useless to use strong quibbles and scoundrels.

As for how the host and guest sides of each debate are arranged.

Lin Wenruo chose the right to choose the person first, that is, the first clear talk, Lin Wenruo's side sent a person, and took the initiative to choose one of the three people in Chongxuguan to conduct a clear talk, but this person on Lin Wenruo's side will be the guest, and the person selected by Chongxuguan will be the main party, and the main side will throw out the viewpoint, and the guest side will hold the opposite.

The side of the virtual view has the right to choose the second clear talk and the right to host the third clear talk.

In the second scene, they sent one person to choose one person from Lin Wenruo's side to conduct a clear talk, they were the guest side, and the chosen person was the host party. In the third game, there is no need to choose people, there is only one person left on both sides, but the main side is the main side, and the point of view of the debate is chosen.

After talking about the rules, Lin Wenruo looked at the two of them left and right.

Chen Muzhi's face was puzzled, and the feather fan stopped, "Wen Ruo, why do you want to give Chong Xuguan the power to host twice? Just so that we can choose our own people in the first game?"

After Lin Wenruo listened, the corners of his mouth curled, and he smiled without saying a word.

Zhao Rong had been listening carefully before, but at this time, his eyelids suddenly raised, his right hand no longer patted the railing, and looked at Lin Wenruo, "Is it for Tian Ji to race horses?"

Lin Wenruo was curious: "What is Tian Ji horse racing?"

Chen Muzhi was also curious.

Zhao Rong groaned slightly, changed the background of the story, and explained it to the two in detail.

The story of Tian Ji horse racing is easy to understand, it is nothing more than three horse races, using one's own inferior horse against the opponent's superior horse, using one's own superior horse against the opponent's medium horse, and using one's own medium horse against the opponent's inferior horse. So as to achieve the purpose of making use of strengths and avoiding weaknesses, and win victory skillfully.

Chen Muzhi looked at Zhao Rong with a gaze, he was well-read, but he had never heard this story, a simple "best-of-three game" horse race could also derive this kind of beneficial truth, he couldn't help but look at Zhao Rong a few more times.

But what does it have to do with this Confucian-Taoist debate, you know, the rules are much more complicated than a simple horse race. Chen Muzhi was still puzzled, but after seeing Zhao Rong and Lin Wenruo looking at each other and smiling, it was inconvenient for him to ask more, for fear of appearing ignorant.

On this side, Zhao Rong just briefly finished the story of Tian Ji's horse racing, Lin Wenruo suddenly smiled, his eyes were bright, "Mo Ruoziyu who knows me." ”

Lin Wenruo nodded slightly, reorganized the language, and said with a smile: "Let's have a horse race too." ”

At present, it is known that the identities of two of the three people who participated in the debate between Confucianism and Taoism. One is the national teacher Lan Zhongdao, the Taoist number Qingjingzi, he must participate in the same way as me, and what is the level of Qingjingzi's Qingjingzi, it is no secret in Zhongnanguo, although he is quite fond of Qingtan, but in Luojing's Qingtan circle, it is just a lower middle level, and I have carefully checked this, and I have also collected all the manuscripts of Qingtan that he participated, it can be determined that it is not a trick, he is indeed for the three of us, the level is average. The corners of Lin Wenruo's mouth curled.

"Another person, named Zhang Dongxu, Taoist name Qing Yuanzi, is the senior brother of Qingjingzi, according to my investigation, he traveled abroad a few years ago, and then practiced in seclusion in a small country in the south, and just returned to Chongxuguan a few days ago. When this person was originally in Zhongnanguo, the level of Qing talk was very high, and the level of traveling around has also improved, but ......"

Lin Wenruo smiled faintly, "Qing Chi has browsed all the manuscripts that flowed out after he participated in the Yahui Qing Talk in Zhongnan Country, none of them were missing, and Qing Chi has also collected a lot of Qing Tan manuscripts from his Qing Tan in the past few years. His style of talking and the length of metaphysics, Qing Xuan knows it well, and he will definitely be able to beat him. ”

Zhao Rong squinted and thought about it, and felt that what Lin Wenruo said was good. In his previous life in college, he had participated in the debate team in the first two years, and he also knew about the Qingtan similar debates, and knew that if someone understood the Qingtan style in advance, mastered the language habits and knowledge loopholes, and was thoroughly studied, he would fall into an extremely passive situation.

And Gu Zhao Rong understands that Lin Wenruo is good at Ming Jing and Qing Talk, and it is indeed unfortunate to be targeted by such an opponent.

Lin Wenruo said slowly: "As for the third person who rushed to the void, we don't know for the time being, he is a mysterious old man, but now there is no need to worry. Let's plan for the worst, this old man is a high-class horse who rushes to the void, and Qing Yuanzi is a medium-class horse, and the rest of Qingjingzi is undoubtedly an inferior horse. We will deal with them in the way that Ziyu said Tian Ji horse racing. ”

Lin Wenruo stopped, and looked left and right into the eyes of Zhao Rong and Chen Muzhi, the former had a calm expression, and the latter nodded slowly.

Lin Wenruo said solemnly: "Our arrangement is that Qingchi will be brave enough to be a high-class horse, and as for a medium-class horse......"

Lin Wenruo's gaze wandered away from the two people in front of him.

Chen Muzhi smiled at the corner of his mouth, shook the feather fan gently, and looked forward to it.

Zhao Rong glanced at Lin Wenruo, who was cautious, and then turned his head to look at the rock carving in the sky.

Lin Wenruo straightened his clothes, took a step back, and saluted someone in front of him.

"Just ask Brother Ziyu!"

It's a heavy bow.

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows.

Chen Muzhi's movements froze, and his expression was very unnatural.

As far as he knew, the role of the inferior horse is to give it for nothing, and it is specially used to touch the superior horse on the opposite side of the porcelain, and there is still the kind that never returns.

Although the role of inferior horses is also very large, even the largest, after all, it is the same as the most powerful superior horse opposite, but the experience is extremely bad, and it is a person who can get on, after all, it is a loss, who wouldn't?

Chen Muzhi licked his dry lips, and his face was a little unbearable. I am a great Confucian in the world of the Zhongshan Kingdom, even the kind that is somewhat famous in the entire northern literary circle of Wangque Continent, and now he has to be the least important tool horse, the kind that may not even have the opportunity to play......

Chen Muzhi was very depressed in his heart, Rao is he thought that he had a good bearing, and he also wanted to leave with his sleeves at this moment, but Lin Wenruo had already expected his reaction.

Lin Wenruo's expression was apologetic, he grabbed Chen Muzhi's sleeve, and his tone was sincere, "Brother Muzhi, the next most important task depends on you, if we don't have you to help us drag the superior horse on the other side, we will definitely lose." The Lanxi Lin family and the Zhongshan Chen family have been friends for generations, and Brother Mu is the same as Qing Chi's brother, please be sure to help Qing Chi. ”

Lin Wenruo patted Chen Muzhi's hand, "Afterwards, if the Lanxi Lin clan is lucky enough to stay in Zhongnan Kingdom, Qingchi will have a generous reciprocation!"

After speaking, Lin Wenruo saluted again.

Chen Muzhi saw that Lin Wenruo's demeanor did not seem to be fake, and he saw that Zhao Rong was looking away expressionlessly, and did not laugh at him, Chen Muzhi sighed slightly, nodded, and reached out to help, "Wenruo, please get up quickly, why be polite, for the brother did not refuse." ”

In fact, he promised Lin Wenruo to participate in this Confucianism and Taoism debate, both the relationship between the two families, but also the idea of fame, although he does not love power, but loves fame, if he can defeat the opponent this time, and help the Lanxi Lin clan win the final victory, then his reputation will definitely be known in the mountains and mountains of several surrounding countries. It's just a pity now.

Thinking of this, Chen Muzhi sighed, and couldn't help but look at the young scholar who was leaning against the fence with his back against the fence, resting his elbows on the railing, his arms down, and looking at his head.

It's just that before he could think more about whether to take the initiative to say hello to the Confucian student, a word came with the evening breeze, which surprised him, and even Lin Wenruo was quite surprised.

"Wen Ruo, let's let Brother Mu be a medium horse. ”