At noon, the sun shines down through the trees and spills on the ground, forming spots of light. The breeze blew, the tree shook its branches, and the light spots on the ground moved with it, gradually transferring from the ground to the sergeant under the tree.

Many students stood quietly under the tree, looking at the tall brocade-clad madman in front of them refuting the great Confucian Zhende Xiu. They were originally people who came to study, but they never thought that before they had heard Zhen Dexiu finish his lecture on the scriptures and teachings of science, some people would refute Zhen Dexiu, and even criticize the late sage Zhu Laofuzi. If this person is climbing and biting indiscriminately, it is just a laugh from everyone, but listening to what he said, everything this person said has a reason, the evidence is conclusive, and it can be described as a mountain of ironclad evidence, even if Zhen Dexiu is a great Confucian, and he has studied through the past and the present, it is difficult to defend himself for Zhu Xi.

Everyone saw that Jinyi was mad and chased and beat Zhen Dexiu, with sharp words and heartfelt words, and they all sweated for Zhen Dexiu. Although this crazy student was talking about Zhendexiu, the onlookers felt frightened when they heard it, and their foreheads were sweating. Some people thought, "If I am Zhendexiu, how can I defend myself? How can I get out?"

A few old professors next to him were fascinated by what they heard, "So sharp! Good eloquence! Even if King Luo Bin scolded Wu Zhou, he may not be able to have such words!"

Suddenly, someone remembered something: "This person's words are like knives, knives and knives are deadly, the old master is old, don't let him say that he is dead!"

At this time, after Yang Yi asked a few words one after another, he said with a smile: "Mr. Zhen, the so-called truth is not clear, and the matter cannot be explained thoroughly. The students in the audience are the world's great talents, the elites of several places, in front of them, if what I said is wrong, please correct the old gentleman. ”

Yang Yi said a few words, and saw that Zhen Dexiu's eyes were wide open, his body was straight, he didn't say a word, and said with a smile: "Why is the old gentleman silent?"

"Huh?"

Yang Yi glanced at Zhendexiu, who was standing still, "This situation is a little wrong!"

At this time, several old professors had also walked in front of Zhen Dexiu, and two people were holding him by one arm, and one of the old professors said to Yang Yi: "This son, the old gentleman is too old to be hit, for the sake of him being so old, you should spare him." ”

Yang Yi stared at Zhen Dexiu, and saw that the pupils of his eyes had dilated, his face had changed color, and his body was stiff, but he had already lost his breath. Shaking his head and sighing, "It's late." At this point, I wanted to spare him, but it was too late. ”

When the old professor heard this, he didn't know what he meant, and asked, "What do you mean by being late?"

Yang Yi shook his head and said, "You'll know in a while." ”

At this time, the two old professors also sensed that something was wrong, Zhen Dexiu's body was stiff, his skin was cold, the two shouted a few times and he didn't answer, the two old professors next to him were both from the past, and they had experienced a lot of dead people, seeing this situation, their hearts were cold, and they looked at each other a few times. One of them said: "Brother Wende, you are well versed in medical science, you can try the pulse of the nose!"

The other old professor glanced at Zhen Dexiu a few times, nodded and said, "I'll take a look." Touched Zhen Dexiu's pulse, tried his snort again, then opened his eyelids and looked at it, shook his head and said: "I can't feel the pulse anymore, my pupils have been dilated, my soul has left my body, and the old gentleman has gone west!"

The old professor next to him almost fell: "This ...... How can this be good?" This Zhen Dexiu has a great reputation and prestige among scholars, and his disciples are full of disciples, and he is a leader in the literary world. Dying in the White Deer Cave at this moment can be described as a shocking event.

If this person died of illness and old age, it would have been said in the past, but today he was scolded in public, and he died of shame and anger, so that the reputation of science has plummeted, not to mention, just when the forces of science in the world blame the teachers and students of Bailu Cave, they can't resist, so they can't help but be surprised.

The two of them spoke, and they didn't hide it from everyone, and in their hearts, they were shocked, so their voices naturally became louder, and all the students in the audience could hear it clearly, and they were in an uproar.

"The old master is dead!"

"Why did you die?"

"I must have been by the fanatics on stage!"

"How do you know that you are angry and not ashamed?"

"Even if he dies of shame, it is because the words of the brocade clothes are too desperate, not to give people a chance to breathe, not to mention the old master, even if we are in his position, I am afraid that I will have a serious illness if I am said by this madness!"

The scholars in the audience talked a lot, each holding a word, but there is one point of view that is the same, the death of Zhen Dexiu is inseparable from the crazy life of the brocade clothes on the stage, the eighty-adult old and frail, and the madness on the stage is so excited, he is ashamed, angry, and angry!

Yang Yi was quite bored when he saw that Zhen Dexiu was dead: "I thought that he could be invited by the professor of the academy to preach, he must be a well-educated person with a firm mind, and he never thought that he would be so careless! This old man is psychologically fragile!"

"In order to refute him, I didn't sleep all night last night, and prepared a lot of questions, and I wanted to chase him in a row, so that he was anxious and couldn't parry left and right, so that it seemed that my means were out! But he died like this, wouldn't it be a waste of energy for me to prepare these questions?" For a while, Yang Yi felt a little punched, he thought that the other party was a sea dragon, but he didn't expect it to be a paper tiger, and he didn't say a few words on his side, so he was angry to death.

Yang Yi really put a lot of effort into refuting Zhen Dexiu. He once talked with Huang Yaoshi on Peach Blossom Island about poetry and lyrics, and evaluated the heroes of the world. Huang Yaoshi is not a Zhou ceremony, thin hole soup, a sentence that he often says on weekdays is "Is the etiquette law for my generation?" He looked down on Zhou Gong's gift and Kong Tang's trip, and Zhu Xi's set of scientific views of "preserving heavenly principles and destroying human desires" was even more scorned by him, and he didn't talk about science less.

Yang Yi listened a lot, naturally remembered a lot, so he combined some of the remarks that refuted science in later generations, coupled with his own opinions, unified into a family, at this moment to evaluate science, it is really a blood mark, a whip and a blood mark, if Zhu Xi is alive, he may still be able to parry, but Zhen Dexiu has learned from his predecessors, has no achievements, is dull and does not know changes, conformists, and never dares to violate the teacher's inheritance half a step in his daily studies, and he is more than successful and not innovative enough. Therefore, I was stunned by Yang Yi's few words of heart-wrenching, and I didn't know how to deal with it in shame. It is estimated that he is also old, his qi and blood are insufficient, and he may have hidden diseases on weekdays. At this time, he was ashamed and angry, and he died.

Seeing that Zhen Dexiu was killed by his own mouth, Yang Yi's purpose of reversing science has been half achieved.

When the master of the world of science and science was told to be poor and ashamed to die, then what face did his disciples have to spread the doctrine of Zhu Zi?

Yang Yi can be said to have uprooted the big tree of science this time, so that its branches and leaves are rotten, rotten and smelly, and no one dares to ask about it, so as to cut off the way of spreading science and carry it forward from the general surface, and this trip can also be said to be a complete merit.

got up and stepped down from the stage at the moment, and said to a few old professors on the stage who were in a daze: "This kind of false Taoism, the hypocrite's scriptures and righteousness, don't listen to it, but if you listen to it, it will mislead people's children, and it will be useless for the country and the people." "Turn around and leave.

When the people on the stage saw that he was talking about the death of a dead person, but now he was about to leave, how could they agree? An old professor with gray hair shouted: "You can't go! Although it is really common for a moral dispute to defend a case, it is still the first time that a human life has been killed in a dispute, and this is not only a dispute over reason, but also involves a lawsuit over human life.