"Before Zhao Yu said that you were young and frivolous, I still took it as a joke," Zhao Gou said indifferently, "Lingyun, do you really think you can be smart enough to guess everyone''s mind?"


    Ling Yun straightened up, eyes deep, and Zhao Gou look at each other, "today''s Lingyun words, your majesty think twice, if you feel against the ear, right when Lingyun fart."


    "Presumptuous!"


    Zhao Gou stops and slaps Ling Yun in the face. Ling Yun still looks at Zhao Gou calmly and bows his head. "Your Majesty''s lesson is right."


    But Zhao Gou didn''t feel Lingyun''s servility at all. He looked straight at the chills on his back. Lingtian licked the blood at the corner of his mouth, and the crowd still walked forward. Lingyun walked in the last side, with deep eyes, poisonous snake in his left eye spitting out a message, and hungry tiger in his right eye feeding. His heart was unpredictable. He remembered this slap.


    "Father King..."


    Zhao Yu and Zhao also look at each other, want to admonish.


    "He''s too smooth all the way. He''s arrogant. If he doesn''t suppress his arrogance, he''ll be more arrogant." Zhao Gou said coldly. No one to comfort Ling Yun, on the contrary, many people are willing to see Ling Yun lose power.


    Lin Tui, the commander of the imperial army who passed by Lingyun, sensed a terrible intention to kill him. But in a moment, he disappeared. Lingyun followed him calmly and said in his heart: "it seems that he will leave Beijing later."


    Don''t see Zhao Gou abdicate, his heart is unwilling!


    The tragedy of King Ling''s mansion emerged one by one in front of his eyes. His adoptive father and adoptive mother fell into a pool of blood, and all 108 people were executed. Ling Yun carried them with both hands, and went to the place where the world''s students gathered. There were luxuriant forests and bamboos, winding water and drinking cups, some talkers, some poets and painters, and some piano players.


    Only a few people, in humble places, talk in a low voice, quote scriptures, between words, either agree or disagree.


    As soon as Zhao Gou came, many students immediately knelt down and worshiped him


    "Today I invite you to come here to test your knowledge." Zhao Gou signals Gao Gonggong to read out his will. Ling Yun yawns. Qin Hui, Minister of the Ministry of war, walks up to Ling Yun and says with a low smile, "you are just a dog. Without your Majesty''s support, what arrogance do you take?"


    Ling cloud backhand a slap to throw in the past, light of say: "now know?"


    "Ling Yun!" Qin Hui said in a low voice. The people around him looked at him in surprise. Ling Yun was too rude. After the examination, he was sure to join him!


    Ling Yun took Qin Hui''s shoulder and said with a low smile: "Mr. Qin, Ling Yun has no your majesty, but my husband is easy, and Mr. Zhu forgets his old age. The vice president Anxin is my guide. Do you think I am qualified to be arrogant?"


    "Mr. Yi is a monk, and he will be restrained in the future, but I have another gentleman in Jixia school in China. I am a Confucian orthodox student," Ling Yun said in a gloomy voice. "I want you to have a bad memory. Do you think it''s simple?"


    Qin Hui said with a cool smile: "I''ve been slapped by your majesty, and I don''t see what you dare to say?"


    Ling Yun glanced at Qin Hui and slapped Qin Hui with a long look. "Ling Yun is a man of Zhao song, loyal to his majesty, loyal to Zhao song, not loyal to you, Lord Qin Hui."


    While Ling Yun and Qin Hui were still talking, Zhao Yu called out, "Ling Yun, come here for a while."


    Ling Yun answered and said, "Your Highness, wait a moment. Let me change my clothes."


    Ling Yun showed the strength of Wujing Wufu for the first time. He came and went without a trace. However, after a few breaths, he came back and changed into a white Confucian shirt. The boy is 19 years old this year. He has more meat these days. Compared with his previous emaciation, he can see the artistic conception of dust. Ling Yun smiles indifferently: "Ling Yun has a problem and wants to ask your majesty for advice."


    "Say it Zhao Gou frowned.


    Ling Yun said gently, "does your majesty want Ling Yun to face these people as a general Pingnan, or as a right doctor or as a Confucian disciple?"


    "What''s the difference?"


    "Different positions."


    Ling Yun''s humble and unassuming huidao, as a general, is different from the civil and military of Zhao and Song dynasties. As a right chief doctor, it is a dialogue between the court and the scholars of the world. As a Confucian, it is a struggle for knowledge.


    Zhao Gou''s cold face suddenly softened, "can''t the three be together?"


    "Your Majesty''s clever mind is not as good as your humble minister." Lingyun hands together in the sleeve, "in this case, that micro minister today will be presumptuous."


    Zhao Gou made a gesture of invitation. Ling Yun went to the front, bent slightly on his back, and said calmly, "scholar Ling Yun, I''ve met you... Well, students."


    "Long asked about the reputation of" imperial double walls "in the capital, Ling Yun and the rest of his life are examples of our generation," said a scholar in a gray gown, holding a folding fan. He was the 23rd in the imperial examination, and also became famous as a teenager. He was famous in the literary world of Zhaosong county. "What can brother Ling tell us?"


    Ling Yun said with a smile, "Ling Yun has a little talent. He has the cheek to exchange knowledge with you on behalf of his majesty. You are both Confucians, who have six arts and five virtues. How do we start from now on?"


    "Yes." Sun Si, the number one scholar in the imperial examination, said with a smile.


    Ling Yun narrowed his eyes, "I said, but you are the number one scholar. Don''t you have any other ideas?"


    "So what does Ling have in mind? What do you want to try, Mr. Ling Tanhualang said with a smile.


    Ling Yun grabs the gang. "I''m not good at reading, but I can memorize by rote. Of course, I can''t compare with you. But I have some experience in martial arts. Why don''t I have a fight with a scholar?"


    "What is the fighting of literati?" Sun Si asked.


    Ling Yun pointed out with a loud voice, "the six arts, five disciplines and four virtues are all sages and sages in the book. It''s best to learn well and do well. There''s nothing to see in a debate. It''s hard to compete for a high or low level. You should have a try?"


    "Lord Ling is a general of Pingnan. He is naturally much higher than us in shooting. How can he attack long with short time? Is he not asking for trouble?" Someone said aloud.


    Ling Yun nodded slightly, "that''s right. Let''s make a discussion based on the current situation of Zhao and Song dynasties. How about your Majesty''s holy formula?"


    "I have this idea long ago," Sun Si stood up. "Lord Ling and the rest of his life have written the same game theory. I have already read it well. I''m going to discuss it with Lord Ling."


    Ling Yun straightened up a little, took off the jug and took a big sip of wine. Then he straightened up and bowed to the Confucian etiquette. Then he said slowly, "as for the situation of the world, let''s talk about the strategy first, then we can start from here."


    "The original intention of the game theory is nothing more than that there have been hundreds of schools of thought in the past ten thousand years. All the Confucianists, Legalists and sages have devoted themselves to it. They set rules for the Kyushu world, bind people''s hearts, and cultivate more virtues. There are rules for doing things in this world," Ling Yun said faintly. "Wherever the Kyushu world is, the best way to carry out the Confucianism and Legalism is not only the dynasty, but also the temple of monks, If they were all within the territory of one dynasty, they would be bound by the legal system and etiquette of one dynasty. The laws of the dynasties may be different, but they all came from Confucianism and law. "


    "That''s not true," Sun Si said with a smile. "A monk''s practice is nothing more than his ascent..."


    "How many rising realms are there in the whole Kyushu world? What are you talking about? "


    "Er... I mean..."


    "What is it?" Ling Yun raised his voice abruptly. He didn''t come here to discuss knowledge. He went to sun Si and grabbed his collar. "You scholars, one by one, look at me so politely. I''m not convinced."


    Ling Yun shriveled his mouth, "why did he go to Jixia Academy in China with half of his strategy theory, and he would get a reputation. When I saw that strategy theory, it was just like that, that is, I didn''t want to write, and I just focused on sages and sages, otherwise, what would he do with Lingyun and the rest of my life?"


    "Mr. Ling misunderstood..."


    "Not so?" Ling Yun loosened sun Si''s collar, pointed to these people''s noses, and scolded, "you look like a dog. Is it useful for you to have sages and sages? When the soldiers are guarding the border and bleeding, you will write poems and lyrics in the brothel, sigh about the world, and be impassioned. You wish you could join the battlefield immediately, but you have never learned how to shoot. You are as delicate as a lady in the boudoir. What''s the point? "


    "When you were defending your country, you hid behind and drowned your worries. The rise and fall of your country made you sad. But as soon as his mother finished the war, you didn''t agree with me. Where did you disagree? It''s useless to give more rewards to a few wild men who can only fight. It''s not up to us scholars to govern the country, is it?"


    "His mother''s bleeding and sweating, you stay away. When you are enjoying your happiness, you jump out one by one. A gentleman''s six arts learn from NIMA''s six arts. It''s not bullshit. What about poetry and speed? If it''s really as powerful as what you say, I haven''t seen how powerful Zhao song has been for so many years. "


    Ling Yun, with his hands akimbo, is so fierce that he doesn''t seem to be here to discuss knowledge. It''s just like biting women and swearing. He''s insulting and polite. Zhao Yu has no face to watch, and Zhao Gou''s face is even darker.


    "Why, everyone is dumb, talking?" Ling Yun roared.


    "If you want me to say that you can walk, eat, sleep and poop in learning, you can do it all. It''s a fart to say that you can do it. Do you know what you know and do it in one?" Ling Yunyue said that he was more and more angry. Of course, he didn''t lose his mind. Most of what he said was for Zhao Gou and his Wen Chen. If you slap me, I''ll slap you in the face invisibly to see who hurts.


    Zhao Gou light said: "well, Lingyun, you go down."


    Ling Yun turned his head and asked, "isn''t that what your majesty asked me to say? It''s a tripartite position. "


    This


    The general''s tone, the Confucian''s reason, the right doctor''s consideration for the country, and Ling Yun''s words really make some sense.


    Zhao Gou''s eyes flashed a trace of unhappiness, but Ling Yun didn''t care at all, but he didn''t go on. After shaking his sleeve robe, Ling Yun said faintly: "I''m not denying that you are not good at learning, not high enough, just learning, or sages and sages. They are not put on the shelf. Scholars may not do as well as the villagers do, or from another angle, Did the sages only let some people read and learn what they did in those days? "


    "Of course not, everyone in the world can read and learn. If you can learn well, you should teach by example to those who have not learned or read," Ling Yun said sarcastically. "It''s not that the sages and sages are put on the 18th floor and can''t be learned easily. Our Confucian knowledge is not that of the friars. Just a few people can see it and say ten thousand steps back, How many of you who are reading have developed a noble spirit? "


    Ling Yun glanced at Sun Si, "just your noble spirit, I raised it when I was 13 years old. I''m stronger than you. There''s nothing to be proud of."


    After Lingyun finished, he bowed to Zhao Gou and stepped back. Only when he passed by Zhao Gou, Lingyun glanced at Zhao Gou from the corner of his eye. Zhao Gou also looked at Lingyun. Today, this person slapped, one was powerful, one took advantage of the situation, one hit on the body, one hit on the heart, and each did not lose. However, it is also doomed that this pair of monarchs and ministers will not tolerate fire and water in the future.