If it weren't for the Confucian preaching, I was afraid that Xiao Yi would still be indulged in the way of the five elements of yin and yang, and he would not be able to extricate himself.

But seeing that on the high platform of Confucianism, a person with a crown and a broad belt, gorgeous clothes, a long spike sword hanging from his waist, pedaling green cloud clogs, gentle and elegant, and graceful, just standing in front of the stage, the audience has been shocked and praised: "What a handsome son!"

Compared with others, they were all ashamed and lowered their heads.

I only heard the Changqing Taoist brush his beard and said: "Yu Gongzi is no longer confused, but he is still so sunny and upright, which is really enviable." ”

That person is the Confucian jade Linfeng is also. Broken by his demeanor, no one cares how Yu Linfeng opens.

I only listened to his clear voice, the words were correct and round, and his voice was very infectious, and he said: "Confucianism is proficient in the six arts: etiquette, music, calligraphy, poetry, Yi, and Spring and Autumn. Etiquette is to be a person, music is to make peace, books are to be Taoist, poetry is to reach the meaning, easy to deify, and Spring and Autumn is righteous. Six arts in one, the word is benevolence. ”

Xiao Yi has been fascinated by the way of Confucianism for a long time, and with this opportunity, how could he miss it, he was busy waking up from the way of the five elements of yin and yang, and listened attentively, lest he reveal a word.

I only heard Yu Linfeng continue: "Confucianism emphasizes 'benevolence', benevolence, benevolence, benevolence, and benevolence...... Today, Yu gave a lecture on the word benevolence. The first question: What is benevolence? Answer: It is not as good as softness, it is not as good as rigidity, it is not insulting, and it is not afraid of being strong. ”

Xiao Yi secretly said: "Be weak and don't endure power, be upright and don't bully the weak, don't be ashamed of having no relatives, and don't be afraid of being strong." A good benevolence is what it should be like this. Unconsciously, his eyes lit up, and his heart was full of reverence.

Yu Linfeng said: "Friends or ask, the word benevolence is broad, why does Yu only talk about benevolence and virtue? In fact, there is no other, just because the world is peaceful, the people are abundant, all living beings are healthy, and there is no disaster and no worries, so that people do not want to forge ahead, reflect on ****, so as to 'adhere to virtue is not promoted, faith is not true', 'words are not faithful, deeds are not respectful', resulting in the collapse of etiquette and happiness, the world is declining, and the people's hearts are not ancient. The word benevolence, I don't know where to throw it!"

Yu Linfeng said faster and faster, and in the end, his voice was violent, majestic and intimidating, making the listener's heart tremble and feel guilty, which really had the effect of being a slap in the face.

These words explained the current situation in the world, and people of insight all nodded in agreement, but then shook their heads and sighed. Just because, everyone in the world knows that the status quo is like this, and if they want to change, they are empty and powerless, so they can only sigh in vain.

Yu Linfeng looked at all beings angrily, quite angry at him, paused, and said: "Today, Yu will tell a few stories of Confucian ancestors, hoping that everyone will hear something and wake up." ”

The first story of Yu Linfeng is the story between the sage of Confucius and Chen Cai:

Sage Kong was once trapped in the land of Chen and Cai, and did not eat for seven days. Confucius still continued to study, singing endlessly, without the slightest complaint. The disciple Zigong managed to get a stone of rice, and Yan Hui cooked rice in the earthen house. When Zigong passed by the earthen house, he found that Yan Hui was taking food, thinking that he was stealing food, and he was very angry, so he told the Confucian sage about it, and asked, "Benevolence and honesty, how can you be poor and modest?"

When Yu Linfeng asked this sentence, he looked at all the beings, and seemed to be asking everyone present.

Most people couldn't help but bow their heads and ask themselves, "I'm so hungry, will I steal food?"

Some people couldn't help but ask, "How did Sage Kong answer?"

I only listened to Yu Linfeng continue to speak: Sage Kong listened to what Zigong said, but said: "I believe in Yan Hui." After that, Jiang Yan called back and deliberately said: "I dreamed of my ancestors a few days ago, maybe the ancestors inspired us? You bring rice, and I will give it to my ancestors first." Yan Hui said, "There was dust that fell into the rice just now, and if it is left in the rice, it will not be clean, and if it is thrown away, it will be a pity." I ate it, and I ate the first bite of this meal, and I can't use it to worship my ancestors. ”

The story contains both the righteousness of Confucius and the Confucian etiquette, which is heard by the family members and is quite unimpressed. But the people are ignorant, and their attention is all on Yan Hui's virtue, and they are all very impressed.

Yu Linfeng said: "Benevolence and incorruptibility, hunger and cold will not change their temperament. The people of the world are accustomed to the days of worry-free food and clothing, and when they are hungry and cold, who can be like Yan Hui?"

Everyone was speechless and bowed their heads.

Yu Linfeng's voice was sonorous, and he said: "Yan Hui's virtue does not stop here. The sage of Confucius once said, 'A good man goes back! A spoonful of food, a scoop of drink, in the alleys, people are unbearable, and they will not change their pleasures. 'Don't be troubled by the outside world, stick to your heart, live in poverty, and ask who of you can do it?'

At this time, the scene was silent and silent. Although the cultures of the hundred schools are very different, they all agree with the virtue of Yan Hui.

Xiao Yi suddenly had an illusion, the jade wind was like a clear lotus in the turbid world, wet out of the dust, dazzling, as if suddenly, a golden breath emanated from his body, straight to Xiao Han.

"It turns out that this is the true meaning of Haoran righteousness!" Although Yu Linfeng did not perform Confucian exercises, Xiao Yi had already felt the Haoran Qi in his body from the story just now.

It is a sacred breath that penetrates deep into the bone marrow, and naturally flows from every word and deed and every action, which cannot be possessed by a dirty person.

Yu Linfeng deliberately paused for a moment to give the beings more time to reflect. However, when he opened his mouth to tell the next story, he heard an angry roar from afar, "Where are the people of the ghost family?"

Everyone was shocked and said secretly: "Who dares to disturb the Hundred Schools of Thought Conference?"

Following the prestige, I saw that in the west of the city, more than a dozen figures were attached to the seal, like wind and fire, flying rapidly.

The seal was already overwhelmed, and under the influence of the flight, it immediately flickered and crumbled, making the hearts of all onlookers tremble.

The people who came turned a blind eye, and there was no intention of slowing down, and before the people arrived, a wave of anger had filled the audience.

After a while, someone exclaimed: "It's a doctor." ”

Doctors hang pots to help the world, cure diseases and save people, whether among ordinary people or among the hundreds of schools, and enjoy a very high reputation.

In particular, the way of health care of doctors helps people live longer, which is beneficial to all human beings. Therefore, although the doctors are not as powerful as the nine major schools, they will always appear to preach at every conference on the Tao. Physicians are also one of the few schools of thought that can make all the sons and hundreds of schools of thought hear in unison.

This time, however, the physician was late and absent from the conference.

Others didn't know why, but they still thought, "I don't know if the doctor will still have the opportunity to preach." And only those who know the inside story can't help but say: "I'm afraid that today's last sermon will not be finished." ”

The medical family came to the nearest place, and the person headed by it was Sun Miaochun, an old man whom Xiao Yi was familiar with. I saw Sun Miaochun's face full of anger, his white beard flying, and he flew all the way to a place ten zhang in front of the ghost house before he stood still, and shouted: "Where is Wang Toad? (To be continued.) )