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The next day, the third day of ministry.

Ning Caichen came to the door of a large private school, and blocked the door with tables and chairs as usual.

According to his cousin, this private school is very famous in Hangzhou, and it is the top private school besides government schools.

The students there are either rich or noble, if they preach here, the effect will be very good.

The appearance of Ning Caichen immediately caused a sensation.

Immediately, it was surrounded by people eating melons, big and small, and many people looked at the treasure chest covered by the red cloth from time to time.

In the current Hangzhou Mansion, almost most people know that there is gold hidden in this box, and they can't wait to grab it directly.

Lin Dong deliberately stood aside today and let Ning Caichen play.

After a while, more than a dozen principals of private schools in their thirties to sixties appeared in front of the door.

Ning Caichen did the same thing, and just wanted to use a single word to deal with it.

A middle-aged man in his forties waved his hand directly, and said arrogantly: "A young man, if you have the ability to discuss the Tao with real skills, don't deceive the world with demonic methods!"

In one sentence, it negates the effect of a single word.

Obviously, this private school has long been prepared.

After all, there has been a lot of uproar for two days, and some people even went to the scene to see it, so they must have come up with corresponding countermeasures long ago.

Ning Caichen didn't panic, first he calmly put away his pen, ink, 937 paper and inkstone, and then said to himself: "Brother, please come up with a question!"

At any rate, he has also been trained by Lin Dong, the master of the sub-sage Realm, and there is still a gap in his chest.

"Since you claim to be the true biography of Confucius, and if someone is not talented, let's discuss Confucius's philosophy of governing the country around the four words "government and virtue!"

This middle-aged man surnamed Zeng was quite eager, and did not wait for Ning Caichen to reply, so he started the translation work on his own.

"Government with morality, which means propriety and benevolence, can also be called enlightenment. Use etiquette and morality to educate the world, so that all people in the world can become noble and polite people, and naturally the world will be peaceful and there will be no disputes!

This is the most noble principle of governing the country, and it is also the ideal that we Confucian scholars strive for all our lives!

How to educate?

As the saying goes, the son of heaven shepherds all the people, and he works from top to bottom.

Someone in Zeng believed that the first son should be virtuous, and he should be close to virtuous ministers and far away from villains.

In this way, the court will be prosperous for all, and the river will be clear and the sea will be clean, which will have the basis of enlightenment!

Rather than saying that this is a discussion of Taoism, it is better to say that it is a personal speech of this certain person, describing his political ambitions.

The content is well-behaved, as if it is the correct answer.

Indeed, in the eyes of most Confucian scholars or courtiers, this is a very standard answer.

Even the person in charge of the private school, who seemed to be the oldest, stroked his beard lightly and nodded slightly to express his approval.

"fart!"

Ning Caichen gently waved his hand between his mouth and nose: "It stinks, it's worthless, a rotten Confucian among rotten Confucians!"

In the past, he might have recognized this statement quite a bit, but after Lin Dong's careful training, he has taken on a completely new look.

"Presumptuous, the little young man speaks rudely, speaks dirty, and pretends to be a scholar!"

Own is worthless! The man's expression changed immediately, and he yelled angrily.

At the same time, the other persons in charge of the private school also talked a lot, while praising everyone surnamed Zeng again and again, they changed to accuse Ning Caichen of speaking outrageous words.

"If all the scholars in this world are like you, it is really hopeless!"

Ning Caichen's face was calm, and his thin body was still standing upright in the face of the crowd.

"Then what's your point?"

The middle-aged man surnamed Zeng was not only dissatisfied with his mouth, but also with his heart.

For this opportunity, he did a lot of homework, so he recommended himself and had a discussion with Ning Caichen.

"I don't dare to talk about it, it's just something that doesn't happen!"

Ning Caichen slightly cupped his hands to the surrounding crowd, but only spoke out confidently.

"Guanzi. Herdsman" said: if you have a warehouse, you know etiquette; if you have enough food and clothing, you know honor and disgrace!

Simply put, only when you are full and warm are you qualified to talk about etiquette!

Your speech is flashy and without substance, and you talk about it without knowing the suffering of the people!"

Before Ning Caichen could finish speaking, the middle-aged man surnamed Zeng retorted: "Someone Zeng has cultivated and read family heirlooms [how can he not know the sufferings of the people?

In my life, I have treated people well, donated righteousness and donated money, how can I be so flashy and boastful?"

Ning (cbae) Caichen smiled and said indifferently: "Plowing and studying heirlooms? Can you tell Xiaosheng how to plow the fields?

Be kind to others? Donate money? Can you give Xiaosheng an example?"

Hearing this, the momentum of the middle-aged man with the surname Zeng faltered suddenly, and he racked his brains to recall how to plow the fields, how to treat people well, and how to donate money with righteousness.

In the end, he hesitated and replied: "Naturally, there are tenant farmers who are responsible for farming the fields. Someone in Zeng only needs to arrange for them to cultivate. If there is a natural disaster, the Zeng owner will be generous.

!"

"hehe!"

Ning Caichen smiled disdainfully: "Then the tenant farmers couldn't pay back the capital and interest, and finally sold their sons and daughters and their fields and houses, and became refugees with no fixed place to live. This is the heirloom of farming and studying!"

"You spitting blood, Zeng someone has never thought of it like that!"

The middle-aged man surnamed Zeng was so excited that his face turned red.

"But you did it before!" Ning Caichen said lightly.

As soon as this remark came out, the middle-aged man surnamed Zeng gasped for breath.

Facing the contempt of more and more onlookers, suddenly his eyes turned white, and he lay straight on the ground.

"Old man Cheng Luming, farming and reading heirlooms have been like this since ancient times, only natural disasters and man-made disasters do not forgive others, the old man is helpless!

But every time there is a catastrophe, my Minglu Academy will send people to build a good house, give good porridge, and do my best!"

The young ones are dying, and the old ones are finally on their way.

After a sentence of compassion, he said: "This is a Confucian scholar discussing Taoism, an elegant matter, please don't change the topic!"

"Can!"

Ning Caichen nodded: "Then old man, shall we continue the discussion?"

He has learned a lot from Lin Dong, and he is not at all cowardly when it comes to debate.

Cheng Luming shook his head: "Let your teacher come out!"

After speaking, a pair of cloudy eyes looked in the direction of Lin Dong.

As Ning Caichen's teacher, although he has only appeared on stage once, his identity is well known by interested people.

"Why do you need a teacher to step in, a niche is enough!"

Ning Caichen took a few steps forward. Face to face with Cheng Luming across a table.

Cheng Luming ignored it and said nothing.

In his capacity, it is taken for granted that Ning Caichen is not worthy of discussing with him, and he didn't even explain it, which shows that he is noble.

"this...!"

Ning Caichen frowned slightly.

Of course, he can also ignore the old man, but this time the discussion will not be Returned to Origin, which is a bit anticlimactic.

He could only turn his head to look at Lin Dong, to see what his Master meant, and whether he was willing to do it himself.

Lin Dong sighed, and more people came out.

This is the most annoying thing about talking about Taoism.

If your identities don't match, even if people ignore you, no one will say anything.

If he hadn't been there, Ning Caichen could forcefully use aggressive tactics.

But in the current situation, if he refuses to fight, it will make people feel scared.

Lin Dong lacked interest in this, but he still asked: "How do you want to compete?"

"Let's take the topic of politics and morality just now!" Cheng Luming said in a deep voice.

"Can!"

Lin Dong looked calm and composed, and nodded in agreement very readily. .