"That's it..." Xiao Hua always believed in what he said after hearing people's advice to have a full meal. He thought for a while, "Then put down the greetings. You told Xiao E that I have guests here, so it's not convenient to meet people!"

Xiao E was delighted, smiled sweetly at Xiao Hua, put the prayer letter on the desk, and hurried out.

Although Fu Zhiwen wanted to know who the person was? This was obviously Xiao Hua's private matter. Since Xiao Hua did not intend to open the golden greeting, Fu Zhiwen moved his eyes away from the golden greeting and looked at the bidding meeting.

The bidding will be lively as if it is the same as the market. Although there are no pawns and peddlers, the veins are rising, and the furious old men are like old beggars who are pointing around the vegetable stall. Where is there any kind of politeness? Where is there any etiquette? It is as if the beauty of their first love was suddenly revealed in front of everyone, and they are trying their best to hide it! However, Xiao Hua looked at it and felt a little sad again! Yes, secular people often say that there are only two words in this world, either fame or profit! All other things are born for fame and fortune. If these two words are combined into one, another word, that is profit. The world is bustling for profit, and the world is bustling for profit, which is exactly that!

Similarly, in the eyes of monks, there are two words: either merit or longevity. Other people are born for this "merit" practice! This "merit" is naturally cultivation, realm, and strength! This "life" is also life, life limit, and life limit, which is the immortality that monks want to pursue! If the two words "merit" are combined into one, it is a "life". The monks in the world have countless methods, killing people, robbing people, intrigue, and selfishness, aren't they all for strength? And have strength. Isn't it for their own longevity? It can also be said that the world is for longevity, and the world is for longevity!

However, these corrupt scholars who seem to be unchanged are certainly relying on their seniority, and they are certainly making mistakes with nothing to do, but what they stick to... is also the thought in their hearts! This thought is inherited by Confucianism. The essence of Confucianism and the true meaning of Confucianism!

"Maybe the Tao Shan, who has never had any cultivation, can be compared with what they have!" Seeing these corrupt scholars, Xiao Hua couldn't help but think of Tao Shan. When he arrived at the Seven Yang Temple tonight, Tao Shan's meticulous etiquette and neat and decent Taoist robe left a deep impression on Xiao Hua.

"This...maybe it is the last pride of these so-called corrupt scholars and their last struggle!" Xiao Hua looked at the old men who were already a little hoarse and panting, and thought to himself, "In this torrent of the public's pursuit of profit, some of the so-called persistence can only be considered pedantic and can only be supported by hard work. These decent things that are trying hard to maintain can only make people laugh if others perform like actors! Perhaps... Such Confucian scholars are the hope of the Taoist sect?"

Thinking of Xiao E's ridicule of these corrupt scholars just now, Xiao Hua understood that the previous inheritance of Confucianism might have declined. The Taoist sect's cultivation method, which they have always been ridiculed, has gradually appeared. Even if there are only some signs now, it is obvious that the essence of the Taoist sect's cultivation... has been implanted into the hearts of the new generation of Confucianism.

It was another half-meal exercise. A few white-haired corrupt scholars collapsed on the ground. After all, they were old and their bodies could no longer support their rainbow-like ideals. A few young E of the Mingyue Palace walked over and served hot tea and pastries. But. How could these old people use the pastries in the Mingyue Palace? What is the difference between this and the food given by pity? The old man's face turned white, and his big sleeves in the Confucian costume waved the whole pastry and hot water hit the ground. He stepped on it and slowly left with a staggering pace!

Looking at these lonely backs, the entire Mingyue Palace was filled with silence. Others might not have thought much from Xiao Hua, but the actions of these old men pointing to the hearts of the people were probably to make them feel ashamed and a kind of unspeakable shame.

"Oh..." To Xiao Hua's surprise, Fu Zhiwen next to him looked at these old people, and an inexplicable expression appeared in his eyes. He sighed deeply, and his tone obviously had a heavy meaning.

"Young Master Fu?" Xiao Huaqi said, "Can you... do you have other ideas about these corrupt scholars?"

"Hehe, fellow Taoist Xiao also knows corrupt scholars?" Fu Zhiwen smiled faintly, "I don't just have some ideas, and I'm deeply hurting!"

"I'm deeply hurt?" Xiao Hua was even more puzzled, "Can you tell me?"

"I'm really sorry, Fellow Daoist Xiao, this is my privacy, so it's not easy to laugh at!" Fu Zhiwen shook his head, "However, I say I'm deeply hurting, but this "harm" is still "love", but this "love" is too heavy and too old-fashioned!"

Xiao Hua looked at Fu Zhiwen's complicated expression thoughtfully and smiled: "As long as it is love, that's good. Whether it is old-fashioned or heavy, it's better to have it than not! And this is love, it's the most selfless thing in the world. Mr. Fu, cherish it!"

"Yes, I understand!" Fu Zhiwen nodded, "I love and blame him deeply, that's exactly how it is!"

Speaking of this, Fu Zhiwen would not say much, and Xiao Hua did not ask much. He looked down at the bottom. He was very curious about these four scripts at this time. This was the handwriting of the great scholars in the founding sect. What would it look like?

"Dear immortal friends..." Yu Linfeng smiled bitterly at this time, "I actually understand the painstaking efforts of these old men. The previous scripts are indeed the handwriting of ancient great scholars, and should not be used as ordinary scripts. Of course, I also took out these scripts here separately to show respect! Moreover, my scripts are a place to bid for. Since I can get this script, it means that these scripts... can be bid for. Moreover, my scripts are the most grand and great practice method in the world. I cannot stick to the rules. I can only innovate at every moment and maintain fresh water flow. This can ensure the solid status of my scripts in the three continents!"

"Forget it, I don't say much. The people around the world are talking about it, and the young actor silently sticks to his original heart. The young actor is the host of the bidding club at this time, so he must succeed in hosting the bidding club!" Yu Linfeng pointed the previous scripts again and said with a wry smile, "In addition, what Xiaosheng wants to say is that the handwriting in these scripts... although it is also left by my Confucian scholar, it is not the great scholar mentioned by the seniors just now. For example, the script on the left is the word "Fa" written by the great scholar Han Cheng, a great scholar of the Legalists. Think about it, if it is really written by the writings of the great scholars who started the sect, then... it is the calligraphy under the world. Not to mention that I can't afford to bid for Zhaixing Tower, even if I want to bid... I have to stay at the end!"

"Haha, don't be resentful to me!" A monk smiled and said, "What the old man said makes sense, what you did at Zhaixing Tower is reasonable, and there is no complete right or wrong in this world! The immortal friend should open this old Mr. Han's calligraphy and look at it!"

"Yes, Yu Xianyou, please open Mr. Han's calligraphy quickly. I'm not waiting for it anymore!" Many people began to shout, and more people looked eagerly at the other three scripts. They wanted to know who the calligraphy of the great scholars who were bidding out for Zhaixing Tower?

"Wait a moment, the young master needs to notify the official family of the Tongzhu Kingdom. The handwriting of this great scholar is too loud..." Yu Linfeng said, making a gesture to a corner of the Mingyue Palace, where a woman in the palace dress was hurried.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao~" Upstairs, Fu Zhiwen explained to Xiao Hua again, "This Legalist is a tribe of Confucianism. Because he advocates governing the country by law, "no distinction between relatives and alienation, no distinction between nobles and humbleness, and one breaks the law, he is called the Legalist. Guan Zhong and Zichan, a famous ancient figure, were the pioneers of the Legalist. Li Kui, Shang Yang, Shen Buhe, and Shen Dao, etc., founded the Legalist school. In the end, Han Fei combined Shang Yang's "law" and Shen Dao's "strategy" to gather the great achievements of the Legalist thoughts and the theory of the Legalist.

Therefore, Han Fei is considered a great scholar of the Legalists who opened the sect and established the sect. He was honored as "Zi" and was known as Han Feizi. (Note: In the future, the Hundred Schools of Thoughts, Tanhua will not list the names for his ancestors alone, but follow history. However, remember that this is just a name, and there is no need to take the rest seriously.) In addition to senior Han Feizi, the representative figures of the Legalists include Li Si and Shang Yang. As for senior Han Cheng... they are descendants of senior Han Feizi. As for the generation of descendants, I don’t know much about it!”

"In addition to the Legalists, what other ninety-nine schools are there?" Xiao Hua finally couldn't help asking.

Fu Zhiwen smiled and waved his hand and said, "Fellow Taoists misunderstood. These hundred schools of thought are just to describe the fact that there are many schools, many and complex. It is not really a hundred schools. Well, to be honest, according to historical records, there were many theories that did not establish sects back then, more than one hundred? Thousands are more than one hundred!"

"The Confucian scholars are so prosperous?" Xiao Hua was really amazed.

"In addition to the Legalists, the most famous schools are Confucianism, Mohism, military genius, famous genius, Yin-Yang genius, Zongheng, Miscellaneous genius, Farmers, Novelists and Fangji genius..." Fu Zhiwen said simply, "Even if these simple and famous schools are divided one by one, I am afraid that fellow Taoist Xiao will be confused when he hears it. Why don't you see what books to buy here in Mingyue Palace? How do you explain to fellow Taoist slowly?"

"Haha, very good~" Xiao Hua nodded. To be honest, he just heard about the Legalists, "Don't distinguish between relatives and alienation, no distinction between nobles and lows, and just break the law." Xiao Hua was so immense. He was a real Taoist monk. Although he had some knowledge of Confucianism, he really had no attainment in what theory and poetry. How could he understand it? It would be better to listen to the stories of the top ten imperial instruments...
Chapter completed!