"The sage established morality, benevolence, justice, and etiquette to restrain the people, but the thieves stole the morality, benevolence, righteousness, and etiquette, and used the sage's method to enslave the people. Even the sage's wisdom was coveted, and he even stole the sage's position to rule the world."

Zhao Lingfei suddenly said: "So today in the bamboo forest, Mr. Tao said that if you do more, you will make more mistakes?"

She raised her head, her autumn eyes slightly closed, staring at the bright moon with her painted eyes, and murmured:

"According to this, if the Xuanhuang people formulate the "Xuan Emperor Law", there may be thieves who 'steal' the "Xuan Emperor Law";

"If you build the Taizong of the human race, there may be thieves who 'steal' the Taizong of the human race;"

"If you canonize a human electorate, there may be thieves who 'steal' the electorate position;"

"If Xuanding is cast in Jiuzhou, thieves may 'steal' it...even in the end..."

Concubine Zhao Ling frowned, "The position of the Great Emperor may be stolen by a thief!"

When this heavy topic was suddenly mentioned, the air seemed to freeze for a while.

Zhao Rong was noncommittal and kept silent.

For some reason, he suddenly thought of the unofficial history of a small country called Nankang that he had borrowed from the library.

After that book, Zhao Rong often went to the library to borrow books, most of which were official and unofficial histories of the Yamashita Dynasty.

In addition to reading history wisely and appreciating the customs and customs of various countries, he also saw some other 'things'.

Sometimes, Zhao Rong would light up a lamp and read at night, flipping through history books. The more he read, the more silent he became.

The window was closed, but he shuddered.

Zhao Rong then opened the book and took a closer look, searching again and again, and finally read two words between the lines.

Thief.

This Wangquezhou has hundreds of dynasties and thousands of years of history, and there have been endless robbers.

Those who steal the hook will be punished, and those who steal the country will be martyred.

Even those who compiled these history books were themselves thieves who stole the country!

However, Zhao Rong is now half a mountain man, sitting alone in a corner of a Confucian academy.

These things down the mountain seemed far away from him, and he could only glimpse them through the withered yellow leaves.

Life in Duyou City passes very slowly.

In Zhao Rong's current life, apart from studying in the academy, he spends time with his wife and Qian'er in front of him.

As for the possible big thieves on the mountain that the lady talked about, they seemed to be even more distant than the big thieves in the secular world down the mountain.

Zhao Rong did not answer his wife's question, but shook his head and continued:

"As long as a saint does not die, thieves will continue. What is really being criticized is not the saint, the saint is not bad, and the saint's method is not bad, but the evil things done by evil people using the saint's method. It is not the saint who deserves death, but the thief, but

As long as the sage's law exists, it will inevitably be used by evil people."

"Qingjun, we orthodox Confucians are actually very clear about this paradox."

Concubine Zhao Ling couldn't help but ask: "Since the Taoists brought it up first, do they have any way to deal with it?"

Zhao Rong nodded: "Fellow Tao Tao has said today that since the 'gap' caused the chaos, then the 'gap' should be covered up."

"Returning to the ancient times, abandoning the sage and wisdom, discarding the skillful and advantageous, not enlightening the sage and wisdom, and making the people ignorant. This way, the thieves will have nothing to steal, and the thieves will be in vain. If the thieves stop, the world will be peaceful."

Zhao Lingfei suddenly remembered what Zhao Rong said when he walked into the bamboo forest clearing during the day.

A piece of peach land, two villages are adjacent to each other, chickens and dogs hear each other, and the people will not interact with each other until they grow old and die. Two villages are adjacent, chickens and dogs hear each other, and the people will not interact with each other until they grow old and die.

This was probably a simple world where there were no saints or thieves in Tao Yuanran's mouth, right?

only……

Zhao Lingfei slowly shook her head, "How is it possible to go back?"

She glanced at her husband and said with emotion: "So my husband said in the daytime that the world has become wise, chaos is dead, and simplicity can never return?"

Zhao Rong nodded.

The air became quiet for a while.

Zhao Rong felt that the topic was a bit confusing, and suddenly asked: "By the way, Qingjun, there is another point here. Do you think human nature is inherently good or evil?"

Zhao Lingfei was silent for a while, staring at the man in front of her.

"I don't know the inherent good and evil of human nature. But I think that as long as there is sunshine, human nature is good, just like flowers and trees facing the sun. As long as there is the sun, they will grow towards it, and the sages are the sun... Brother Rong'er

, you are my sun."
Chapter completed!