Yan Hui pushed open the gate of Haoran Hall and walked in first, and the other hundred representatives also followed, not worried about the traps at all. Unless Confucius is crazy, he will kill the representatives of the hundred schools of thought. Even if there is a trap, the representatives of the hundred schools of thought who are in the treasure are confident that they can get out safely.

Everyone walked into the hall and found that it was a space of its own, and the space happened to accommodate more than 100 people, which neither seemed empty nor crowded.

Many people nodded faintly, good means, the size of the space will change with the number of people coming in, it is really worthy of the Confucian Confucius Institute.

The delegates all found their seats and sat down.

Legalist Li Kui said solemnly: "Mr. Yan Hui, shouldn't we give an explanation, in the book of Confucianism and Taoism, slander the sons of my hundred schools, belittle my hundred schools of inheritance, and what else is said that a hundred schools of thought return to Confucianism, it is really ridiculous." ”

Su Qin, the Zongheng family, said unhappily: "Hundred schools of thought return to Confucianism, is it that I will bow and salute when I see Mr. Yan Hui in the future, and call him Master Yan." ”

Yan Hui hurriedly said: "Misunderstanding! This is a misunderstanding, this is definitely not what Confucianism means. ”

The farmer Xu Guizhu said unhappily: "It also directly points to the name of the teacher, and also says that the method of cultivation is guided by Confucianism.

My peasant family is inheriting the Shennong Taoist system, where do I need your guidance to cultivate? Are you even more powerful than the Shennong Emperor?"

Mo Poultry Shenzi sneered: "You also named the moment, really my Mo family is easy to bully?"

Miscellaneous Liu An nodded and said, "That's right, the name of Miscellaneous Master Lu is also mentioned in the book." ”

Yan Hui hurriedly smiled and said, "Misunderstanding, this is all a misunderstanding." This is all written by Zhang Mingxuan, and has nothing to do with my Confucian views. ”

The Yin and Yang family Gongqiao Sheng said with a smile: "It is written in the book, and this content is the meaning of your Confucianism, and the final interpretation right belongs to Confucianism." ”

Yan Hui smiled bitterly: "This is all deliberate by him, and I don't understand what the final interpretation right is!"

Legalist Li Kui said: "Mr. Yan Hui, let me ask you, did you let you write this book?"

Yan Hui nodded and said, "I asked Zhang Gongzi to write it, but ......"

Su Qin, a longitudinal and horizontal family, interrupted with a smile and said: "Mr. Yan Hui, you asked you to write this book, and now the final interpretation right also belongs to Confucianism, do you want to give us an explanation." ”

Yan Hui said with a wry smile: "I asked me to write the book, but I don't know what it is written at all! Who would have thought that he told this big lie, not only defiling your hundred schools of thought but also trapping Confucianism." ”

Baijia really doesn't know the truth of the matter? Not necessarily, there are big figures behind Baijia, Zhang Mingxuan's identity background, and even temperament, everyone is clear, what Yan Hui said is true, Zhang Mingxuan really dares to do this kind of thing.

But does anyone dare to go to Zhang Mingxuan to settle accounts? No, they can be sure that they will drive the treasure to Tianmen Mountain, and they are afraid that Zhang Mingxuan will carry the Qingping sword and take people to chop it to pieces, and the persimmon still has to find a soft pinch, and the honest person is easy to bully.

Compared with Zhang Mingxuan, Confucianism is a soft persimmon and an honest man. Besides, what is the benefit of finding Zhang Mingxuan? As far as the hundred schools of thought are concerned, only by suppressing Confucianism can the interests be the greatest.

Liu An, a miscellaneous family, said angrily: "Now the whole world knows that my hundred schools are your Confucian disciples, are Confucian vassals, and hundreds of schools are Confucian, and Confucianism and Taoism are holy."

How does it feel to step on the bones of my hundred schools and ascend to a high position? Hmph!"

Yan Hui stammered and said, "This, this is really not our intention. ”

Su Qin, a longitudinal and horizontal family, touched the lines of the chessboard and whispered: "If Confucianism is gone, will the slander against my hundred schools be gone?"

The soldier Sun Bin said with a smile: "War is the fastest and best way to solve the problem. ”

Yan Hui's face changed, and he said, "Everyone, slow down." ”

Yan Hui's face changed, and he sighed helplessly, they didn't listen to the explanation at all, so they could only carry this black pot for Zhang Mingxuan, and his face turned black and said: "I'm going to ask Master Confucius, and I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation." ”

Su Qin nodded and smiled and said, "Good!"

Liu An of the miscellaneous family smiled and said, "Sir, go quickly, take us to ask the master." ”

Yan Hui nodded to everyone with a wry smile, hurriedly walked outside, and after walking out of the door, he instructed the Confucian students outside the door to send good tea into the main hall.

Yan Hui hurriedly walked into his residence and came to the side room, where a portrait of Confucius was hung, and an offering table was placed under the portrait, and only an incense burner was placed on the offering table.

Yan Hui took out three sticks of sandalwood from the offering table, clasped them in his hand, and the sandalwood spontaneously combusted out of thin air.

Yan Hui held sandalwood in his hand and bowed three times, and said sincerely: "Disciple Yan Hui, ask to see the master." "Speak, put sandalwood into the censer, and stand with your hands down.

Time passed little by little, but Confucius did not respond for a long time, and a bad feeling rose in Yan Hui's heart.

Until the three incense sticks were burned, Confucius still did not respond.

Yan Hui raised his head and licked his dry lips, and said to himself, "The master must have fallen asleep, and he didn't hear it just now." ”

Picking up a large handful of incense from the offering table, spontaneously combusting in an instant, Yan Hui bowed three times and said sincerely: "Disciple Yan Hui asks to see the master, now that a hundred families come to the door, it will be over if you don't appear in the Confucius Institute again!"

Yan Hui inserted sandalwood into the incense burner, and watched the wisps of fragrance rise with anticipation.

After another period of time, the sandalwood burned more than half, and Yan Hui's eyes changed from hope to despair, master, you have something to say!

In an inexplicable space, Confucius was sitting in the void, and said with a smile: "This is a matter for your younger generation, how can I interfere?

Yan Hui waited for a long time, but there was no response, he took out his mobile phone, found the name of the master, and clicked on the video with trembling fingers, this is the last resort.

The mobile phone rings didi, in the sound of the mobile phone didi, every "drop" is hope and despair, which is extremely tiring, and finally the mobile phone automatically hangs up, and no one answers.

Yan Hui put away his phone and walked out, the master should be in retreat, and he definitely didn't mean to ignore me

Yan Hui walked back to the Haoran Hall with a smile on his face, and the representatives of the hundred schools who were talking and laughing instantly became cold, and they all turned their heads to look at Yan Hui.

Yan Hui hugged his fists and smiled: "I've kept you waiting for a long time." ”

Liu An of the miscellaneous family said with a smile: "Mr. Yan Hui has been going for a long time. ”

Yan Hui smiled: "Master Confucius attaches great importance to the problems you feedback, so I said a few more words. ”

The Legalist Li Kui said, "What words has the master handed down?"

Yan Hui said tentatively: "If I say: Master Confucius said that this incident was a misunderstanding, you should all go back!

Su Qin of the Zongheng family smiled angrily and said: "Poured a basin of dirty water on my hundred families, how can it be a misunderstanding?

The representatives of the hundred schools also looked at Yan Hui with unhappy faces, and even Liu An, who had been smiling, put away his smile and looked at Yan Hui fixedly.

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