Chapter 75: King Ba

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read2();　　 A gusty eagle falcon unique to the northwest of Daxia, traverses the sky of Chunhua Fortress at a very fast speed. Its dynamic vision is extremely powerful, and it can find the smallest in the farthest place. Prey.
On the wasteland north of Shenjing, the conditions are extremely difficult. Even the alien beasts are unwilling to stay here, and they have moved south into the Huwo Mountain Range. Only with the powerful predator ability, can the eagle falcon survive here. .
But even if it is as strong as it, it only hovered over the Chunhua Fortress, looking for rodents hiding in the barracks, and did not dare to fly through the gate to the sky and enter the endless mountain, because it felt the concern behind the gate. The danger of life and death.
　　 It lowered its head and looked down. It was a huge Spring Flower Academy, and then it saw a white ocean of people. It was square and square, the center of the ocean, and on the high platform, two black shadows sitting opposite each other were so abrupt.
With its superb vision, it can see every hair on the face of the old and the young. There is a huge energy hidden in the body of the old man. It is peaceful, amazing but not scary, just like sunshine. , And then it looked at the young man sitting on the other side, and the two bright red cinnabar patterns on the center of his eyebrows.
　　 Suddenly, a mighty force of heaven and earth rushed into its mind. It felt that its entire consciousness was sinking into the avenue, and its wings stopped inciting and planted directly.
　　 The old man wearing a black Confucian robe sensed its fall, raised his head, raised his hand to make a vitality, and led it to the desk in front of him, caressed with his right hand, a gentle breath entered, and then said:
　　 "His Royal Highness, I have waited for the entire Confucian School to be closed for seven days, and finally wait for you today."
　　 "Master has lived through the ages because of me, I am ashamed." Zhao Yu slightly lowered his head, apologetic and sad.
"His Royal Highness does not need to be so guilty. Since I was seventeen years old, I have joined Master’s school. Now I have more than one son. I know very well that every decision Master makes has his reason. Since Master uses his own chance of sanctification Your Highness changes our fate against the sky, then our entire Confucian school should obey the decision of his old man."
　　 At this point, the old man paused for a moment, and re-launched the awakened Gale Falcon on the desk into the air, then raised the volume and continued:
　　 "However, I and all the disciples of the entire Confucian School, at this time and here, still want to argue with your Highness."
　　 "Brother please enlighten me."
　　 Zhao Yu nodded, stood up slightly, and reached out to make a please gesture.
"Every New Year’s Eve every three years, Master would take you to see the old lady at the White Emperor Palace in Shenjing. Because Master felt that the death of the prince in the battle was ashamed of the Great Xia imperial family, so he would come to the Spring Flower Academy. Avoidance, so I often talk to His Royal Highness. He said that His Royal Highness often used unheard words, weird but concise, and it is quite meaningful after thinking about it, such as the gap between the rich and the poor, the equality of men and women, and the birth of children. It’s all the same, etc. Master often smiled and said that His Royal Highness has his own unique insights into the power of the world. Then, today, I want to represent the entire Confucian School and His Royal Highness in a debate between king and hegemon!"
　　 The benevolent is the king by virtue, and the benevolent is the king!
As we all know, the Confucianism founded by the Master advocates rule by the king, and advocates relying on morals and ethics to practice benevolence and justice, and conquer the world through benevolence and justice, while the sects headed by Bingzong believe in the pursuit of hegemony and conquer the world with supreme force and strategy. In the debate, the Hundred Schools of the Central Plains of China have had countless debates around this proposition.
　　 "His Royal Highness thought that the current Daxia Dynasty, under the regent Queen Wu, is it king or overbearing?" The old man's voice continued to sound throughout the school.
　　 "Using mountains and seas to draw sharp swords on the top to be domineering, to support the Taoist palace to promote education, to improve etiquette and teachings to follow the kingly way, and the king and hegemony simultaneously."
　　 Zhao Yu looked at the old man's clear eyes and spoke.
　　 "What does your Highness do for this?" The old man continued to ask questions.
　　 "Daxia has gradually returned to life for more than ten years, flourishing, and kind!" Zhao Yu replied with a steady voice.
　　 "What does your Royal Highness think about the kingly way, and how do you think about it?" The old man asked the core question of the proposition.
　　 Zhao Yu fell into silence, and the whole school fell into silence.
　　 After a long time, Zhao Yu's voice sounded.
"Master once asked me the same question on the day when he entered the saint. My answer at the time was I don’t know. Master laughed and said that he didn’t know. Actually, I think Master himself may not know, either. Wang, in my opinion, it is just a fight for loyalty. There are many great great ways in the world. Kingly way and overbearing way are only two ears in the great way. The great way is still lacking. Wang Bayan can represent everything, and the way is only a tool. The key lies in the human heart."
　　The old man stroked his beard, and after thinking about it, he continued to speak:
　　 "His Royal Highness is not focused on Tao, so dare to ask His Highness, if it is His Highness, what is his heart?"
"Internal kings and external hegemons, the king is more king, the hegemony is more hegemony, internally perfect the law, balance the rich and the poor, popularize education, unify written weights and measures, the whole people can cultivate the way, strengthen the military externally, emphasize the talents, and repay the blood feud ten times. Therefore, anyone who commits my great summer will be punishable even if he is far away and will never die."
　　 "What if someone disturbs his heart and shakes it arbitrarily?"
　　 The voice of the old man became louder and louder, he stood up from the desk, his eyes burning.
　　 Zhao Yu also stood upright from the desk, stunned by the weather, rising up into the sky, like a lonely phoenix of nine days, suddenly opened his closed eyes, exuding endless heavenly power.
　　 "Want, watch alone, listen alone, dominate!"
　　 While the robe was rolling and dancing, Zhao Yu's steady voice echoed in the sky, and all the Confucian disciples in the audience also stood up, their eyes drooping, not daring to look directly.
　　 The old man laughed loudly, and then bowed to Zhao Yu, and all the Confucian disciples in white bowed to the ground at the same time.
"Those who see alone are clear, those who listen alone are clever, and those who can make decisions can be the master of the world. Dongguo Lezheng, the master of Confucianism, and his 3,333 disciples, are willing to enlighten and teach for the temple. , Opening up the frontiers and expanding the territory, will not hesitate."
　　 "Third worship, worship the Lord!"
　　 "I would like to educate the temple, give benevolence, open up the territory and expand the territory, I will not hesitate!"
　　 More than three thousand disciples made vows at the same time, and their voices shook the sky, echoing in the ears of all the soldiers in the entire Chunhua Fortress, clearly and arguable.
　　At the same time, the electronic synthesis sound of the system sounded in Zhao Yu's mind.
　　 "When a powerful surrender is detected under the host, the power will be automatically increased, Confucianism!"
　　 Between the mountains and the tsunami, Zhao Yu stood alone on the high platform, frowning slightly, without saying a word.
　　 And the Shenjing less than a hundred miles away from here, the Phoenix Terrace of the Baidi Palace, the Regent King Wu Empress also stood on the high platform, the phoenix brows were slightly raised to the sky, and she looked forward, silent.
　　 Behind her stood a tall attic, which contained a large number of magical powers that all summers had dreamed of. A plump figure walked out of the attic, in white clothes like snow, and his dignified steps were full of honor.
　　 Empress Wu turned around and looked at her. She also looked at Empress Wu, her misty face gradually became clear.
　　The queen sees the queen!