"Don't panic, don't lose your etiquette." Ji Fangkong got off the car and taught.

Some young scholars were puzzled, how polite they should treat Mr. Wei?

"The sage ruled the world with etiquette first. We stick to etiquette, so he had to discuss etiquette with us. If we were not polite, we would lose our roots and stand unsteadily. How could we discuss etiquette with others? Children are restless and impatient and cannot achieve great things." Ji Fang Kong blamed with a stern face.

The older Confucian scholars all nodded and praised.

By keeping the courtesy, they stood on the ground "since ancient times".

The Confucian scholars were still quite polite. They dismounted from a distance and stood in a row to tidy up their clothes.

This is something Wei Yang likes very much.

The rules passed down by our ancestors are very useful, and he does not refuse the red tape that should be there in terms of etiquette.

However, when Xiangyang saw the behavior of those people, he knew that it would be difficult to give up today.

This is clearly prepared.

"Be careful, once these people are angry, the emperor has no way to do it." She reminded, "If you can't catch them, it's better not to spank. Literati will be afraid of picking their heads. Spanking sometimes becomes their glory. The so-called character is nothing more than this. They do not care whether they are right or wrong, but they only look at their own meanings."

Wei Yang smiled and said, "I have a common goal with them."

pull!

"What you want is to enrich the country and strengthen the soldiers and worship my ancestor Xuanyuan. What they want is that they have the final say within the world. This is a fundamental contradiction. Can you find a common basis for interests with them?" Xiangyang said contemptuously, "Look, what bad water may be in your stomach? I..."

She wanted to say that I wanted to see if you had any bad ideas, but suddenly she remembered that Princess Ning had arrived in Beiting and she had to go back to Jiangnan. Her heart hurt for a moment, and somehow she didn't want to say anything.

She wanted to be an unrestrained bird in the sky, but she knew that she did not have the ability to spread her wings and never land.

"You can't go back." Qing'er likes to go out and play with Xiangyang very much.

Two heartless children always have little tricks to get together.

Xiangyang smiled and said, "It turns out that I don't understand, but now I understand it a little. People, what status you have obtained in this life, and what price you are willing to pay. Since I am the princess of the Yue Palace, I have been so generous to me since I was a child. How many winds and frosts in the world have been blocked by the Yue Palace. Then I naturally should bear the responsibility that Princess of the Yue Palace should bear. Moreover, no matter how bad my father is, he is also my father. Now he is enemies on all sides. I can help him solve it, and I should help him solve it. What's more, I have a mother. If I don't want to return, what I should bear will become her burden," she said loudly, "Even if all this is wrong, as a child of a human being, I should share some of it."

Speaking of this, she looked at Wei Yang and said, "I just hope that on the day when we meet, you can show mercy and give me some pleasure. Don't be so mother-in-law and mother-in-law, so as not to be uncomfortable."

Feng Wu felt uncomfortable when she said this, so he hurriedly looked at Wei Yang.

"If there is one day, we will find a way to solve it." Wei Yang said, Feng Wu pinched his waist with a ruthless hand. Is it okay to say a few nice words, right?

"Ha, don't blame him. There are many people who say good-sounding when parting in this world. Since ancient times, which one has not been passed down through the ages? Only when he heard this, I felt extremely at ease. He said that he would find a way to solve it, and then he would definitely come up with a way to solve it. This is the right way." Xiangyang raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, you can go and learn the pickled splatters for a while. Feng Wu, let's go east and see the poplar. Are you going?"

Feng Wu stood up and said, "You are now becoming more and more life-threatening, and you are becoming more and more painful. Well, if you have your persistence, I won't persuade you, just look at the poplar forest."

The three of them flew away on their bodies and horses, and Wei Yang also showed some smiles on his face.

Xiangyang is also a very good girl.

But there are some things that I am afraid they can do nothing.

"It's good too." Wei Yang lay down again.

Confucian scholars came slowly, and if they didn't think about their purpose, they would be considered a scenic spot.

In the autumn wind, Confucian scholars' clothes fluttered and their skirts were flying, and the sun shone on their faces. Their faces were either clear and simple, or solemn and elegant, just like the Qin, Han, Tang and Song dynasties that have been around since ancient times, and have their own literary style.

Ding Jia's man came out and shouted loudly: "Why does the Marquis of Beiting mean so arrogant?"

Wei Yang said lazily: "Don't be busy, I'm experiencing the elegance of ancient and modern times."

Everyone saw him lying on the meadow, as lazy as Emperor Gaozu of Han saw a Confucian scholar, and he did not look at any respect for scholars. He was so angry that he heard him dare to say this. Most of the Confucian scholars immediately became angry, and even a few roads appeared in their faces. The ancient pine-patterned sword in their hands could not help but slash the guy's neck.

"Don't be rude." The Confucius stopped everyone and said calmly, "General, in ancient times, all the wise and wise worlds depended on the governance of Confucian scholars. Now in the western front, we respect the mixed studies and despise the words of Confucian sages. Students ask for advice. One of them," he took a deep breath, "Did the western front think that it has been wrong since ancient times?"

"That's right." Wei Yang sat up and waved his sleeves, "Please sit down, don't say loudly, let alone, even if you stand, are you more powerful than me? Sit down and say."

"Okay." The monk Kong stood up and asked the second one, "Since ancient times, why did the general only focus on mixed studies?"

Wei Yang thought for a while and smiled, "Please give me the third question."

"The third question is, what should we determine the Western Frontier's teachings? Miscellaneous learning is absolutely impossible. This is for use, not for heavy weight." The Kong Kong ignored the expressions of some Confucian scholars who were already shocked, and asked, "The students once heard the general comment on the Japanese, saying, 'Recently the art of governing the world and neglect the way of governing the world', and said, 'Learn Confucianism and get the art of superficiality, and abandon the essence'. It can be seen that the general is not a person who is despised Confucianism, so why don't he use the art of Confucianism and respect the art of miscellaneous learning?"

The Confucian scholars were shocked.

Didn’t you agree to fight him?

How dare you say these big words?

"Oh?" Wei Yang was also quite surprised. He knew that Zhu Fang Kong was very famous and could be regarded as a scholar who passed down from classics. But he didn't expect that he would talk about this. He was a little dazed for a while, and then he smiled for a while, "Oh!"

He understood the purpose of this person.

Not only did he want to gain the decisive position of Confucianism in the western frontier, but he also wanted to discuss these philosophical theories.

This is not what he is good at.

"The words of Mr. Zhu are deeply attracted to me." Wei Yang praised, "I often talk about Confucian scholars 'why not use me'. I rarely see Confucian scholars reflect on themselves 'why use me'. I feel comforted by the elders who can take the initiative to think about this issue. However, I also have three questions, please give me advice."

Ji Fang Kong frowned slightly. He saw Wei Yang get up to clean his clothes, and then he knelt on the ground like a Confucian scholar. He had a wide robe and big sleeves, and his young and heroic posture. The sun shone on his shoulders, as if he was a young hero coming down from the clouds, giving him a demeanor that forced him to feel disappointed.
Chapter completed!