The Confucian disciples suddenly looked strange when they saw their little uncle with a bad reputation coming on the stage. No one here had been frightened by the reputation of this little uncle, but they all breathed a sigh of relief.
In the Little Saint's Villa, you can say that the young master is bad or unruly, but you cannot say that the young master is bad. This is a rule that all disciples remember.
Gongsun Long looked at Fu Nian.
"Junior brother Ziyou is indeed my uncle's disciple, and he is also the youngest. He has lived in seclusion with his uncle in the Little Sage Manor since he was a child, so his reputation is not known." Fu Nian stood up and explained.
After Fu Nian's words, everyone withdrew their gaze, looking forward to whether this direct descendant of Master Xun could defeat this famous master.
"My lord, Gongsun Bai, I studied under Mr. Gongsun Long, the head of the family. What do you have to say?" Gongsun Bai was not arrogant. Instead, he was very humble and took the initiative to let Ziyou choose.
"I heard that there was a debate among famous people, saying: A white horse is not a horse? My nephew lost on this issue yesterday. How should we continue today?" Ziyou said softly.
"Of course." Gongsun Bai was stunned for a moment and continued.
As soon as he heard the topic of a white horse and a non-horse, Gongsun Long couldn't help but become serious, because it was he who proposed this topic, and he was also looking forward to what method Ziyou would use to solve his problem.
This debate question can also be regarded as one of his trump cards.
Gongsun Long signaled his disciples to bring Ta Xue over, and soon a snow-white horse came to the high platform.
"This is the heirloom of my Gongsun family, the white horse treading on the snow." Gongsun Bai said.
"It is indeed a good horse." Ziyou looked at the white horse with a smile on his face.
When the Confucian disciples in the audience saw the familiar smile on Ziyou's face, their expressions suddenly became even weirder, especially Ziguan, who was whispering to Fu Nian
"Uncle Junior is eyeing this white horse."
After finishing speaking, Ziguan looked at Mingjia with a trace of pity in his eyes. As far as he knew, the thing that their junior uncle was eyeing had never escaped from his hands.
Fu Nian's face darkened and he was speechless.
"Mr. Ziyou is wrong. Taxue is clearly a white horse, not a horse." Gongsun Bai said.
"You are right, Ta Xue is indeed not a horse, but a white horse." Ziyou looked at Ta Xue and nodded with satisfaction and said, "It is said that this horse is an heirloom of your Gongsun family, right?"
Seeing Ziyou admitting that a white horse is not a horse, the Confucian disciples in the audience suddenly became nervous. This is how Ziguan lost the debate yesterday.
Gongsun Long was not only not happy when he saw Ziyou falling into the trap, but also a little nervous, always feeling that something was moving away from him.
"Yes, it has been handed down eight generations ago. It was captured by the teacher when he was young." Gongsun Bai said.
"In other words, this horse belongs to Gongsun Longzi." Ziyou said. As the head of a famous family, Gongsun Long deserves to be called his son.
"What you said is absolutely true." Gongsun Bai didn't know what Ziyou was going to say, but he still followed Ziyou's words.
After saying that, Ziyou was about to step forward and take Ta Xue away. Gongsun Bai didn't understand what Ziyou was going to do, so he immediately stopped him.
"Brother, what are you going to do?"
"Take back what belongs to my Confucian family?" Ziyou said with innocent eyes.
"Treading Snow is a property of my Gongsun family. When did it become a Confucian property?"
"Nonsense, this horse is clearly owned by my teacher Xun Fuzi, how can it belong to your Gongsun family?" Ziyou said instantly with righteous indignation.
"This..." Gongsun Bai saw Ziyou say this and immediately understood Ziyou's thoughts. At the same time, he thought, is this rogue method really the true inheritance of Master Xun?
Everyone present was stunned when these words came out, especially Gongsun Long, but after thinking about it, he also understood that Ziyou wanted to use each other's spear to fight the other's shield.
A very powerful boy, but his methods are a bit rogue. Was this man really taught by Xun Kuang? Gongsun Long thought.
But the faces of the Confucian disciples showed an expression of relief. Sure enough, the little master uncle was still the same little master uncle.
"Your Excellency, what's your explanation?" Gongsun Baipi said with a smile. He actually wanted to know what Ziyou's explanation was.
"The white horse on the snow is not a horse. It belongs to Gongsun Longzi, not to the Gongsun family. In this way, Gongsun Longzi is one of the disciples, and Xunfuzi is also one of the disciples. Gongsun Longzi is also one of the disciples. Longzi is equal to one of the disciples, Master Xun is equal to one of the disciples, then Gongsun Longzi is equal to Master Xun, so Treading Snow is naturally my teacher's property, why not if I take him away?" Ziyou asked in return.
"Interesting boy." The six-fingered black man looked at Ziyou who was lying with his eyes open and said with a smile. Although everyone knew that Ziyou was lying, it still made sense according to the white horse and non-horse debate.
"Will this person really be my competitor in the future?" The girl looked at Chi Songzi in confusion. She really couldn't think of why she would have to compete with such a person who was no different from a bandit in the future.
"Don't underestimate anyone, don't judge a person by simple behavior. Among all the scholars, there is no simple person, they are all human beings." Chisongzi said with emotion.
In such war-torn times, some of those who survived to become scholars were simple, but the descendants of each family tried their best to beautify their own sages.
Just when everyone was waiting for Gongsun Bai's answer? Unless you say that Gongsun Longzi is not one of the disciples, then you will belittle your teacher and become a person who will do whatever it takes to win or lose. Will you still have the face to appear in front of the world in the future?
"No, how can my teacher Gongsun Longzi be compared with Master Xun? My teacher is a senior official of Zhao State, and Master Xun was once a senior official of Chu State. How can they be equal?" Gongsun Bai has not been cheated in vain these years. of.
In today's terms, "white horse is not a horse" is a kind of sophistry, which separates the conceptual categories of things. To put it simply, what Gongsun Long said is that white horses are not equal to horses, not that white horses are not horses.
"They are both human beings, so why are they different?" Ziyou said.
"Of course the two are different. One governs the people in the north, and the other governs the people in the south. Their loyal monarchs are also different. How can they be compared?" Gongsun Bai said.
"I admire your talent, and even more, your courage." Ziyou bowed to Gongsun Bai inexplicably.
"What do you think?"
"Your Excellency actually said in public that the officials of Zhao State and the officials of Chu State are inhuman. Shouldn't it be called a bold act?" Ziyou said in a loud voice.
"That's not what I meant." Gongsun Bai explained. After saying that, he froze and couldn't help but reveal a wry smile on his face. He was waiting for him here.
"What do you mean? The people of Zhao and Chu are both human beings, so the white horse should also be a horse," Ziyou said.
Hearing the debate between Ziyou and Gongsun Bai, many people looked confused, but some people already understood. Gongsun Long even sighed helplessly. Chu people are not human beings, and white horses are not horses. Gongsun Bai is not the loser. Theory, but the application of potential.
"Interesting, this use of force is more like Gui Gu's method." The Six-fingered Black Man said while looking at Ziyou on the high platform.
On the other side, the Yin and Yang family looked at Zi You with curiosity. Their representative was Chu Nan Gong.
"It seems that I won, sister." Concubine Yan said with a narrow smile on her face. They had just made a bet on who would win between Ziyou and Gongsun Bai, and Yueshen lost.
Chu Nan Gong coughed lightly, and the Moon Goddess and Concubine Yan stopped joking and continued to maintain their posture.
"I'm willing to admit defeat." Although Luna was unwilling to accept it, she had to admit it.
"I lose." Gongsun Bai bowed to Ziyou.
"Accept." Ziyou returned the greeting.
"Win, win!!" The Confucian disciples whispered excitedly when they saw Ziyou winning.
Many melon-eating people don't understand why Gongsun Bai gave up, but what is certain is that Confucian came back and firmly remembered Zi You on the stage.
