Chapter 741 I. I want to give this to you

  This time the debate lasted for two days. Similarly, it also means that Jiang Lin slept for two days.

   Shamelessly rubbed Jiu Yi's thigh, Jiang Linxing opened his eyes loosely, and when Jiang Lin woke up, he realized that the debate was just over.

In fact, Jiang Lin had deliberately fallen asleep before. After all, he was by Mo Li's side. Mo Li would definitely be nervous, and this debate is indeed like a Chinese teacher's lecture. The whole person was too sleepy, so he simply slept a hundred times. .

  Wake up, Jiang Lin thought it was going to rain, after all, there was a dark cloud above his head.

   But a closer look, it seems that these are all cultural luck

  The literary fate is the literary fate. After all, Confucian debates, the convergence of literary fate is also very normal, that is, there is a lot of literary fate.

  Jiang Lin thought that these old Confucian elders would look at him with a contemptuous look of "Such a solemn place, you actually fell asleep".

  But unexpectedly, Jiang Lin, who was resting on Jiuyi's lap, let go of his consciousness and found that all the scholars, young and old, bowed their heads, and even looked extremely embarrassed.

  Some of them are still blushing, like blushing, they want to leave, but they feel that if they leave now, it seems even more shameless.

  As for the dynasty princesses serving aside, their eyebrows and faces were exhausted, but their eyes looked at Mo Li in surprise.

  In that surprised look, Jiang Lin saw envy and inconceivability, but more of it was the endless worship.

  Han Zhe didn't say anything, he began to doubt life again, even Sikongtu's expression was extremely complicated.

  Only Mo Li cleverly knelt down beside Jiang Lin, body close to Jiang Lin, as if looking for a lean against, holding the skirt with her small hand, seeming a little shy.

  Jiang Lin looked at Jiu Yi, who blinked at Jiang Lin proudly and playfully.

  Even without Xinhu Sound Transmission, Jiang Lin immediately understood what was going on.

  It turned out that when he was asleep, Mo Li debated these people into autism.

  You won’t, is this all gone?

  Jiang Lin feels a little bit at a loss, she should look at Mo Li’s elegant demeanor, but helpless, she is nervous when she is by Mo Li’s side.

   "Dare to ask the girl, but the Wutong State Ethereal Zong Moli girl."

  An old man took a deep breath and slowly got up, breaking the silence on the scene.

  They have also heard the word Moli before. After all, after the debate of thousands of people in Wutong Prefecture, Moli is already famous, especially among the Confucian scholars, who has never heard of a "female master of Confucianism".

  However, many people regard this news as a rumor, and they dare not take it seriously. After all, in order to win the attention of others, what exaggerated things cannot be published by those reporters?

   But now, they know that it may be true. There really is a woman who has defeated ten thousand scholars.

  Now, even if Mo Li didn't show his identity from the beginning to the end, he could still guess it.

   "Yes, the junior is the ethereal Zong Moli."

  Mo Li nodded and held a gift from the younger generation.

   Hearing this woman calling herself "Mo Li", the originally silent little plain completely exploded, and she fell into discussion again.

   Those dynasty princesses looked at Mo Li's eyes with more respect and admiration, while other Confucian scholars were surprised and "sure enough", but also faintly relieved.

  It seems that they are comforting themselves: "No wonder this girl is so knowledgeable and profound. It turned out to be an arguing over ten thousand people, and it is Mo Li who is awe-inspiring. It's not too shameful to lose by yourself."

  Seeing this scene, Jiang Lin couldn't help but smile. This is not a mockery. He specializes in art. In terms of Confucianism, Jiang Lin also feels that he is not qualified to laugh at others.

The reason why    laughed was because they had "relaxed" and at the same time they had subconsciously acknowledged the existence of such a female master as Mo Li.

  Sikongtu naturally also knew this, and the old man also had the head, not knowing what he was thinking.

  "Ms Moli also needs to learn?"

  Another old man spoke.

  The debate has ended, they acquiesced that they had lost, and continued to entangle them is just to humiliate themselves.

  However, for such a young and wealthy female master, they really have a lot of questions to ask.

   "Yes." Mo Li nodded, still not noticing that Jiang Lin wakes up and Mo Li's words and deeds are all self-confident and calm, and the kind of toughness that is only a girl.

  "The girl Moli knows what it represents?"

   "Mo Li knows."

  "That"

   "Mo Li has a question, I don't know if my husband can answer it."

  Old He Zuo Yili: "Girl, please say it."

   "Who are the scholars?"

  "The girl’s problem is too big, and the old man can only pick a simple overview. It is nothing more than ‘self-cultivation, family governance, country and the world’."

   "'Self-cultivation of the family, governing the country and peace of the world'." Mo Li sighed lightly, "After all, isn't it also the cultivation of civil and martial arts for the emperor's family?"

  "."

  The old man was a little speechless.

  【Practice in civil and martial arts, awarded to the emperor's family. 】

  This sentence was the first time he heard it. He wanted to deny it, but he didn't know how to deny it.

  Because he is not a monk, but comes from the imperial system, what he ultimately learned is nothing more than entering the court as an official and displaying his skills in the emperor's house. Therefore, this little girl is not wrong.

  But, why are you so uncomfortable?

  "Mo Li doesn't think so. He has a priority in learning about Taoism, specializing in surgery, and the first as his teacher.

  Three-year-olds know that "three people must have my teacher".

   Although Mo Li is a female stream, why can’t women be teachers? "

  The old man is hesitant to speak, and he is hesitant to speak.

   And Mo Li continued: “For Mo Li, there is no need to grant the emperor’s family. What Mo Li learned is nothing more than twenty-two characters.”

   "What character?"

  "Set up the heart for the heaven and the earth,

   Make a life for the livelihood of the people.

  To continue to learn from the holy,

  Promotes peace for all generations. "

  Mo Li said a word and said it softly, but it was shocking ~ lightnovelpub.net~ All Confucian scholars were shocked.

  Even Jiang Lin was stunned on Jiuyi's thigh.

   These twenty-two characters are not taught by Jiang Lin, and Jiang Lin has not mentioned it at all. This is Mo Li's own comprehension.

  In other words, this is the Confucianism of Mo Li!

  In the sky, the sky full of literary luck couldn't be maintained under twenty-two characters, and it turned into a long ink-colored literary dragon descending from the sky, looking face to face with Mo Li.

  Slowly, Mo Li stretched out his hand, and that Molong turned into an ink-colored dragon ball for a moment, falling on Mo Li's palm.

   Then, in full view, Mo Li leaned down and stuffed Jiang Lin's arms.

   "What are you doing?"

  Jiang Lin, who woke up a long time ago, grabbed her tender wrist.

   "I, I want to give this to you."

   "Fool." Jiang Lin was taken aback, then laughed softly, "I was so domineering just now, I want to make peace for all generations."

   "But." Mo Li blinked his apricot eyes, "You are more important than peace in this world."

  (End of this chapter)