Han You had already believed everything Jiang Zhui said, and there was only one explanation. At least this explanation made sense.
Among hundreds of schools of thought, Confucianism finally achieved a "victory" to a certain extent. This victory does not mean that Confucianism was completely wiped out by other contemporaries. It is not impossible that descendants of a certain family or inherited descendants continue to this day.
Just when Han You had almost let down his guard, Beimen Yuyong suddenly asked: "What is yin and yang."
Jiang Zhui was stunned for a moment and said nothing.
Beimen Yuyong sneered: "You must be a member of the Yin and Yang School."
Jiang Zhui also sneered, and then was kicked in the butt by Wang Hai.
Han You couldn't figure it out, so Beimen Yuyong just sneered. You're just sneering.
Jiang chased the cricket pupa several times: "Heaven and earth, sun and moon, day and night, clear and bright, water and fire, temperature and cool, are divided into two."
Beimen Yuyong: "What is the mutual growth of the five elements?"
"Wood makes fire, fire lurks inside, fire makes earth, the heat burns the wood, the wood becomes ashes, that is, earth, fire makes earth, the earth makes gold, gold hides stone, adheres to the mountain, and grows with moisture, gathers earth to form a mountain, and a mountain must produce stone. , Metal generates water, the temperature of Shaoyin moistens and flows, metal relies on water, and forging gold can become water, metal generates water, water generates wood, because the water is warm and moist, trees grow, and water generates wood."
A group of people were stunned for a while, but only Beimen Yuyong said: "Many are better than few, so water is better than fire, essence is better than hardness, so fire is better than gold, hardness is better than softness, so gold is better than wood, and expertise is better than dispersion, so Wood defeats earth, reality defeats emptiness, homeland defeats water. The five elements produce restraint and turn it into appropriate taboo, which is right or wrong."
Jiang Zhui's face was filled with shock: "You actually understand Yin and Yang?"
"Stop talking nonsense, right or wrong."
"right."
"Metal can generate water. If there is too much water, metal will sink. If strong metal gets water, it will blunt its edge. Metal can overcome wood. If there is too much wood, metal will be lacking. When wood is weak, metal cannot be cut. It is true or false."
Jiang Zhui shook his head: "No, it will definitely be chopped off."
Beimen Yuyong finally showed a satisfied look and said to Han You: "This person knows Yin and Yang and is also familiar with the five elements. Even if he is not a member of the Yin and Yang School, he is still related to it."
Han You was stunned.
Jiang Zhui was able to speak eloquently. He understood that the problem was that this little fat guy didn't understand. Beimen Yuyong was a Confucian scholar. Confucian students who studied Confucianism had nothing to do with miscellaneous studies. This did not mean that Buddhist monks did not study hard every day. According to Buddhist scriptures, instead of studying how companies can make money and go public, isn't this a treasonous act?
"Okay." Zhou Yan pointed at Beimen Yuyong with a playful smile: "You fake Confucian scholar, you actually studied a foreign school, big fat man, you are screwed."
"Hey." Beimen Yuyong lowered his head and sighed deeply, as if to say, this is a sad story.
Han You was very curious: "You come from a famous family, with a family of poems and rituals. Why do you still learn Yin and Yang?"
"then…"
Beimen Yuyong closed his eyes in pain: "That year, I was still young and ignorant. My father locked me in the study and I was not allowed to go out. You know, I was only six years old that year. I was only six years old. My father wanted me to Read the Book of Songs well, if not, you will not be given food.”
Everyone can feel Beimen Yuyong's emotional changes, the kind of emotional changes that start from the heart.
Beimen Yuyong sighed again: "Who would have known...who would have known that the candle in the study...that candle would actually be..."
Han You's expression changed slightly.
A study room full of books, paper, and candles. This is no longer a sad story, but a disaster.
"The candle shone on the Book of Songs, shining between the lines. Only then did I realize that I was different from ordinary people. Actually..."
Han You: "Did you realize that you are nearsighted?"
Beimen Yuyong: "I discovered that I have a photographic memory."
Everyone: "..."
Beimen Yuyong sighed again: "Since then I have learned that no matter what book you read, you can remember it all after reading it once or twice, word for word. Hey, what a misfortune this is. I suddenly encountered a catastrophe, as if life had lost its fun, and I was extremely bored all day long. No matter what I read, I could never forget it. It was precisely because of this that I searched for strange books and different stories to read, and read every book I found. Even so, It still doesn’t cost much…”
Jiang Zhui, who was lying on the ground, shouted with red eyes: "This bitch deserves a beating better than me. Master, please allow me to have a life-and-death fight with him!"
Han You scolded: "I have nothing to do with you."
Jiang Zhui shouted: "I'm angry!"
Zhou Yan was also very angry: "I want to beat him."
Beimen Yuyong seemed to have anticipated everyone's reaction, and sighed for the third time: "You don't understand. Hey, if one day you also have a photographic memory, you will know my pain."
Wang Hai scolded: "You fucking still say that!"
Han You was stunned for a moment and roughly understood what Beimen Yuyong meant.
This is like a person going to Japan and South Korea to download more than a hundred movies, but only watched ten seconds... No, it's like playing a game alone. It takes an ordinary person thirty or forty hours to clear the level, but this guy takes thirty or forty seconds. He just passed the level. There are no games in the world as fast as he can play them.
Beimen Yuyong is a Confucian scholar. There are so many Confucian classics, but as he looks at them, he realizes that they are gone. This fat man is smart and can understand its meaning, and he has a photographic memory. Isn't that boring?
"This kind of pain." Beimen Yuyong shook his head and sighed: "Who can understand, who can understand."
"Fuck you uncle."
Han You kicked Beimen Yuyong on the butt. He understood, but he was still irritated when he saw this guy's dead look. The more he looked at it, the more irritated he became.
Jiang Zhui, who was lying on the ground, said pitifully: "I have already told you that I am the ancestor Zou Yan, and I really am not here to assassinate the owner of the village. You can loosen my bonds for me."
Beimen Yuyong's expression changed slightly: "After Zou Yan?"
Lu Baichuan subconsciously looked at Zhou Yan: "Your son?"
"It's Zou Yan." Beimen Yuyong explained: "Zou Yan, a native of Qi State, is the founder of the Yin Yang theory and the founder of the sect."
Everyone bowed their hands to Jiang Zhui, who was lying on the ground with a bruised nose and face, and expressed their admiration for their ancestor perfunctorily.
Jiang Zhui raised the corners of his mouth, nodded slightly, and then kicked Wang Hai again.
Lu Baichuan asked: "Isn't his surname Jiang?"
Wang Hai: "One day you were hunted down and you changed your name."
"Too."
Han You pulled Jiang Zhui up, but did not let go: "You just said you came to Beijing to find your junior brother. Your junior brother is also a remnant of miscellaneous students. Have you found him?"
Jiang Zhui sighed: "I haven't found it yet. I just sent him a letter many years ago, saying that I have found many like-minded people who can carry forward the strengths of the Hundred Schools."
"Oh, I'll go." Han You was very happy: "The ambition is not small. Why, you can defeat all the Confucian scholars in the world, just with your Yin and Yang School?"
"It has nothing to do with me. Since I was a child, I have not been very interested in recovering the lintel. I am looking for my junior brother just to give him the token in the door."
"What token?"
"In my arms, the yin and yang of the Pisces."
Wang Hai walked up and after groping roughly for a while, he suddenly took a step back.
Jiang Zhui: "Just take it out. This thing can prove that I am a descendant of Yin Yang and I am not here to assassinate the owner of the village."
Wang Hai didn't know why, but he looked at Lu Baichuan: "Not found."
"You're so stupid as to what you can find in this hasty search. It's up to me."
Lu Baichuan smiled proudly and stepped forward, but as soon as he put his hand into Jiang Zhui's arms, Wang Hai shouted: "Okay, Lu Baichuan, you crushed the token on the door."
Lu Baichuan was stunned for a moment, then turned his head, shocked.
"You can predict the future?!"
Han You lowered his head in pain. Where did Boss Zhou find such a mallet?
