Kong Zhongzi chuckled when he heard this and said seriously: "It's not really beautiful. Every Holy Lord has this as his goal!"
"The Holy Court cultivates the Way of Literature, and the imperial court cultivates the Way of Luck. There will inevitably be conflicts between the two. Therefore, if we want peace in the world, the Way of the Imperial Court must fall!"
"This is a battle of orthodoxy!"
"Now in the Dayan court, eight golden dragons of luck have gathered together. The struggle for orthodoxy will reappear in the human world, and the spiritual realm will be a competition ground..."
Kong Zhongzi knew that 'Yilin' had always worked behind closed doors and was unfamiliar with everything in the outside world.
He planned to instill some ideas into 'Yi Lin'.
This can prevent him from becoming sympathetic to Lin Yi in the future and having the idea of paying homage to the imperial court.
"I have read some books, which say...the people are the most valuable, the country is the second most important, and the king is the least important!"
Lin Yi looked at Kong Zhongzi and said, "So, the people should be the most important. As long as everything the court does is for the people, why fight?"
"..."
Kong Zhongzi's face suddenly turned pale and he said: "Which book are you reading? Confusing, ridiculous words!"
"Burn it quickly, this book will regret it!"
"We scholars, with the ultimate goal of becoming a saint, ask about immortality. How can we waste our energy on those mortals?"
"What can they bring to us? They... It is only because God has shown mercy to us that he allowed these people to come into the world and enrich the cultivation career of our literati."
"We have to rely on them to provide food, clothing, housing, food, drinks and entertainment!"
"Yi Lin, you must remember that we, the bachelors, are the masters of this world. The birth of the imperial court should have been a tool for us to control the people."
"The imperial court intends to go against heaven's will, suppress the academy, and cut off our literary future. From now on, our practice will depend on the imperial power. Are you willing?"
Lin Yi's eyelids jumped.
He resisted the urge to curse Kong Zhongzi.
Damn your motherfucker!
At this time, Lin Yi also deeply felt the values of the Bachelor of the Holy Academy.
Self-enjoyment, I am the only one in the world.
What kind of scholar is this? If you don't study for the people, what's the difference between this and the group of humane Taoists who have extraordinary power and can follow their desires?
It's just that one has the power to master the 'Tao'.
One is to master the power of 'wen'.
"Holy Lord, what is the ultimate goal of our study and practice? Power? What can we do with the power of a saint after we master it?"
Lin Yi suppressed the anger in his heart and looked at Kong Zhongzi calmly.
"Become a saint, invincible in the world, travel in the universe, and live forever! This is the ultimate goal of our practice, and the Way of Literature is a way of practice mastered by our Holy Academy. Once lost, how can we still strive for immortality?"
Holy Master Kong said sternly.
He knew that it was difficult for Yi Lin to accept it for a while, but this was the reality.
He didn't want to say these words.
But Yi Lin is not someone else. He must understand these things and understand them deeply.
Lin Yi clenched his fists under his sleeves. He stared at Kong Zhongzi and said, "We literary monks are immortal. What about the tens of millions of people on the mainland?"
"How many saints have there been in Shengwen Continent throughout the ages?"
"The books I read tell me that what we literary monks can do with the God-given literary mind is to become stronger and then use our power to protect and protect the weak."
"Instead of treating them like ants after you become stronger!"
"Holy Lord, spring is not spring when a single flower blooms, but spring when a hundred flowers bloom! In the Holy Continent, it is precisely because of these tens of millions of people that the world is so colorful."
"Maybe now, we are lucky to have Wenxin, but three generations later... maybe we are ordinary people!"
Lin is also fighting.
He could not accept Kong Zhongzi's three views, so he did not agree with it.
Lin could not forget the hopeful faces in the disaster-stricken areas of the two southern provinces.
The people of Dayan who still have a positive heart in desperate situations.
"No!"
Kong Zhongzi shook his head and said: "The ancestor of the Holy Lord is Sage Kong... There has never been a disciple without a literary heart."
Lin also remained silent.
Kong Zhongzi looked at Lin Yi and said seriously: "Yi Lin, you are a person who has the qualifications to become a saint. You should understand the truth that becoming a saint is difficult. Your energy should be focused on studying and practicing. You don't have time. To guard, to protect those mortals, and to worry about their affairs."
"Of course, it's not that the Holy Academy doesn't support scholars of letters to protect those mortals. After all, in many things, we still need their efforts and service for us."
"Burning those books that mess with your literary mind will only hinder your practice!"
What an ugly face!
Lin Yi raised his head, looked directly at Kong Zhongzi, and said in a deep voice: "Can such a holy courtyard be worthy of the word 'presiding over the country'?"
"Why shouldn't it be appropriate for the Holy Academy to control the imperial court, control Dayan, and control the world?" Kong Zhongzi asked.
Lin also didn't expect that Kong Zhongzi could still explain "zhengguo" in this way.
Sure enough, cultural people are different.
Lin Yi looked at Kong Zhongzi and said, "Does the Holy Master know the purpose of Taishan Academy?"
Kong Zhongzi raised his eyebrows slightly. He really didn't know this, so he asked, "Tell me about it?"
"I'm afraid that the Holy Lord will make fun of me, so let's talk about it tomorrow!" Lin Yi did not say it out loud.
Because once it is spoken, with Confucius's intelligence, he can understand it instantly.
Kong Zhongzi was actually not very interested in the purpose of Taishan Academy.
Because sooner or later the purpose of Taishan Academy will become the purpose of Holy Academy.
Then there was silence in the bamboo hut.
Lin Yi gently studied the ink.
Kong Zhongzi also knew that his brainwashing plan today had failed temporarily.
There was nothing that could be done about it. Lin Yi actually read a book banned by the imperial court. This idea was very dangerous.
The reason why the imperial court said that the people are the most precious is also for its own interests and for the sake of the national destiny.
If the fate of the country has nothing to do with the people, do you think Dayan Emperor Lin Yunhong still cares about the people of Dayan?
"Yi Lin, teacher, I won't disturb you anymore when you study and practice calligraphy!"
Kong Zhongzi didn't say anything more, haste makes waste, but before leaving, he turned to look at Lin Yi and said: "You must come to the Holy Meeting tomorrow, and a new Holy Son will be selected then..."
He regarded Lin Yi as a candidate for the Holy Son.
Only Lin Yi truly entered the core of the Holy Court and enjoyed the benefits brought by the Holy Son's resources.
His heart naturally turned towards the Holy Court.
"Holy Master, please forgive the students for not sending it away!" Lin Yidao.
Kong Zhongzi left the bamboo hut.
Wait until he is completely gone.
Lin Yi punched the desk and said in a deep voice: "If the Tao is different and we don't work together, the Holy Court will not fall, and the world will not tolerate it!"
"Tomorrow's Holy Meeting will be the first battle in the orthodoxy battle."
"There are tens of millions of people standing behind me. From now on, the order of heaven and earth must belong to me!"
Lin Yi is never afraid of facing strong enemies.
Behind him stood the Dayan court and the entire Dayan people. This was his fearless courage!
"Just wait! Tomorrow's Holy Assembly will be the beginning of the Holy Court stepping down from the altar."
Lin Yi picked up his pen and made a big stroke on the rice paper: "The heaven and the earth are unkind and treat all things like mutt dogs. The saints are unkind and treat the common people like mutt dogs!"
Boom!
When the pen was written, a thunderous thunder sounded in the sky above Taishan Academy, as if the sky was opening.
Lin Yi only felt that Wen's heart trembled, Wen Palace was in turmoil, and Haoran's righteousness quickly changed qualitatively in Wen Palace...
A ball of golden light enveloped the forest, suspended in the bamboo hut.
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