Otherwise, if I had been growing up in the Tang Dynasty, let alone competing with this old man Kong, I would probably not be able to deal with the beautiful girls in my house. Although we can't deal with them now, at least my emotional intelligence is far more than 100 percentage points higher than Fang Yiai in history.

I am very proud of this. After all, a queen, a princess, a cute maid, a female doctor who is both literary and martial, and a female Taoist priest who is about to become my wife. Well, the temptation of the Tang Dynasty version of the uniform may be Liu Shuang, the beautiful Taoist nun.

"Brother Bin Wang's words really ruined Fang. In fact, what I did was just to let scholars all over the world know the original intention of the sages. What kind of small things can be revealed? But Fang did not expect that even a great scholar like Kong Yingda would make such a low-level mistake. It is really surprising. Although Mr. Kong made small mistakes today, there are so many scholars in the world. If you understand the words of the sages, the consequences are really that Fang is worried about today..." I raised my hands, stood on a small stone, and put on an expression of worrying about the country and the people, and said with great emotion.

Seeing Luo Binwang and others swaying, they also felt deeply about my deep thoughts. "Yes, when the various schools of thought were controversial, there were no punctuation marks to separate them, so everyone could speak the text and sentences according to their wishes. In the long run, the classics of the predecessors were changed beyond recognition. If it were a scholar in the Tang Dynasty, everyone could read the people and not know it. In that case, Luo would not believe the consequences..." Luo Binwang's forehead was soaked with sweat. This was one of the four heroes in the early Tang Dynasty. It was too worrying.

I laughed and patted his shoulder: "So, we should worry about the future.

What to do in advance.”

"Young Master, what do you mean..." Aside from, the clouds were also mixed in the crowd and came up, their eyes full of brilliance: "Like my Tang Dynasty currently revising "New Shennong Bencao" to re-publish the classics of the sages?"

Luo Binwang reacted the fastest, and in the blink of an eye, he suddenly looked happy and said to me: "Brother Xianyun is very kind, young master, this is a great idea, I hope the young master will decide."

As soon as Luo Binwang said this, a hint of enlightenment flashed in the eyes of the people around him, and his eyes were staring at me with a bright look. It seemed as if he wanted to swallow me. This young master was a man, and he was not interested in the big guys, so he coughed twice: "Well, Brother Xianyun's idea is deeply loved by me, but I need to wait for Fang to consider it, and I am afraid that he will have to get the permission of His Majesty before he can move. If it is possible at that time, Fang should join hands with all his friends to publish it together."

"Young master has a life, how can we not be dead?!" Luo Binwang and the dozen elites of the Tang Dynasty newspapers behind him were all ecstatic. You should know that scholars have two willingness, one is to be an official, and the other is to do academic research. Although these people are all well-educated people who have been affected by various reasons and have not been able to enter the officialdom, this does not mean that they have lost all hope and are unwilling to do academic research. If they can truly proofread the classics of ancient sages, their reputation will inevitably be left in history in the future, and those who do not do it will be fools.

"However," I glanced at you who were about to jump up happily, and said in a deep voice: "It is important. Please remember not to disclose it in advance, otherwise, if it causes a dispute, then..."

"Even if you are lenient, you are all aware of the noble righteousness of the young master and have never been for the sake of profit. If you disturb the young master's affairs, let alone the young master's failure to come forward, even if you wait, you will make life worse than death. Don't think that you will have a future among scholars." Luo Binwang is not a kind person, and this is extremely cruel. Everyone behind him also agreed, and no one is willing to do such a stupid thing.

"Boy, you're in the limelight today, but you really offended Kong Yingda to death." The old man sat on the short couch, shaking his folding fan in his hand, and said slowly. Listening to the old man's tone and looking at his expression, you know that he was definitely not angry.

I remissed to my father with a smile and said, "Hehe, father, isn't the child so angry that he was forced by that old man Kong so he said nothing? Besides, that old man is shameless enough to be able to tell me in front of others, so he might as well pretend to be fainted."

The old man seemed to remember the scene at that time, laughed twice and felt something was wrong, so he quickly raised his face again and glared at me: "Stop talking nonsense here. If it is spread, be careful that I will discount your legs."

But my mother did not have as much concern as the old man, so she covered her mouth and laughed: "How can this child say that to Mr. Kong? No matter how, he is also our academic master of the Tang Dynasty. Is there anyone who belittles people so much?"

"Is it really a human being? Do you need to be wronged?" I said resentfully. Mr. Kong was really shameless and pretended to be unconscious and went to Chang'an City. He woke up slowly under the emergency of the Imperial Medical Office. Then, he told Uncle Li that he had no face to be an official and asked for retirement. The old man apologized for me. This made the old man Kong change his mind and half-rejected and continued to take charge of the position of Imperial College.

Well, it’s a bit shameless to say that, or my mind is too vulgar, and I always think about it badly, but the main reason is that the old guy has never left me any good impression. "By the way, Erlang, when are you going to start school?" The old man picked up the tea on the table and took a sip of it and asked me.

"I'm going to prepare for next spring. Now I'm going to prepare for the autumn exam. Those people are in a hurry to get a good exam. At this time, it's difficult to recruit students. In addition, many facilities in the mainland of the academy are not yet ready, so I'll go to the library to open it for a while to increase my popularity. In addition, I'll ask a group of people with high moral character to explain their doubts to the academy."

"Oh? Haha, it's such a good idea. But who are you going to invite? Don't forget, you just lost your face by the leader of Confucianism in my dynasty. Could it be that you still want to invite him?"

The old man looked at me with a smile and said, his eyes blinking.

Seeing the old man's expression, I felt aroused and smiled: "How can that be? That old man Kong, I dare not seek trouble for him anymore. However, I think that there are many respected seniors in my Tang Dynasty. Isn't my attainment in Confucianism the following is the same as that of this old man Kong?

Not to mention others, even fathers will definitely not be inferior to that old man Kong."

As soon as this was said, my mother slapped me in the head: "You little brat, you know how to flatter your father, but Erlang's words are not bad. Master, you are also a master who has read all kinds of schools of thought and is integrated. Our handsome guy said this. After all, our Erlang has worked hard to do something serious. You, a father, can't you be a good person?"

I am worthy of being my wise and powerful mother. As soon as I heard what I said, I knew what I wanted to do. The tacit cooperation between my mother and me is definitely better than that of the Brazilian national football team.

The old man laughed: "Stop it, just because of your mother and mother, it's okay for me to be ugly. But Erlang, your words remind me that at that time, for my father to help you secretly, there are indeed many great scholars of the Confucianism in the Tang Dynasty...hahaha."

I almost jumped up with joy and quickly gave a long salute to the old man: "Thank you, my father, for helping me."

"Nonsense, you are not my child, so I wouldn't use this old face to plead for you!

Humph, I will pay attention to me in the future. Mo Zairuo, do you know about this? "Although the old man has a stern face, I certainly understand the old man's painstaking efforts and said sincerely: "The child remembers his father's teachings."

The next day, as expected, the newspapers and magazines published the debate between me and Mr. Kong about the classics of his ancestors yesterday, and a well-known academic critic also conducted a deeper analysis on this, believing that this is not just an ordinary debate, but also involves an academic height, that is, how can scholars in the world correctly understand the thoughts and great sentiments of the ancestors.

This puzzle was left without an answer, and only a deep thought was left to scholars all over the world. Of course, this is the folk. In the court, since the autumn examination has begun and the resentment of Mr. Kong has not yet disappeared, and he still needs to preside over the autumn examination quietly, the discussion on this aspect was not formally proposed in the court, but the voice of discussion has already formed an inertia.

As for Uncle Li, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty surprisingly did not make any sound, but just directly dragged me into the palace. At this moment, I was sitting in front of him respectfully, with my eyebrows down and eyes down.
Chapter completed!