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Chapter 1009 You Are Wrong
Ye Fan pouted.

It can really hold stinky feet.

If Zao Wou-ki doesn't open his mouth, his poems just won't be popular.

As soon as people praise it, there is no other world, it's really realistic.

"Boy Ye Fan, meet the dean."

Knowing the other party's identity, he can't be disrespectful.

After all, people are still required to divination.

No matter how you look at it, you have to live with it.

"Woman Wan Shuyi, meet the principal."

"Okay, get up."

The voice fell.

The door of the cabin was wide open.

"Several people, come in and discuss the book of sages with me."

Everyone was extremely respectful, and there was a look of admiration in their eyes.

Sit down one by one, forming a circle.

Ye Fan glanced at Zao Wou-ki. Although this man is over sixty years old, he has an outstanding temperament.

He has a childlike face with white hair, piercing eyes, and three thousand white hairs, flowing down his shoulders and shining slightly.

As the saying goes, when you are old and strong, you would rather move the heart of the white head; if you are poor and stronger, you will not fall into the blue sky.

What a worldly expert with a sense of immortality!
Ye Fan spoke highly of him.

Zhao Wou-ki didn't say any nonsense.

The so-called judging criteria did not say.

Who wins and who loses, everyone will know in their hearts by then.

And in his heart, the competition is the last one.

Discovering real talents is the right way.

"The golden mean is the human nature that is neither good nor evil."

"From the perspective of human nature, it is the origin of human nature, the fundamental nature of human wisdom. In essence, it is the "critical point" expressed in modern words, and this is the "middle way" that is difficult to grasp."

"Do any of you have opinions on the golden mean? Let me share with you."

At this time, someone immediately spoke.

He was the one who contradicted Ye Fan first, his name seemed to be Liang Xitian, and he smiled slightly.

"Principal Zhao, I think moderation means being moderate and not extreme. Haste is too late, too much is too late. Therefore, it is best for us to do everything in moderation."

"Hehe, it's about the same as I thought."

A chubby man named Su Shang said, "You have to be slightly drunk with wine, and you have to look at half-bloomed flowers. Eat [-]% of your food and only talk for [-]%. This is a subtle state."

"There has never been a fundamental absolute in the world, and the golden mean can be half of the two poles, which can be regarded as a perfect solution."

Others also spoke one after another.

But there are different opinions, but the essence is the same.

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth twitched.

Lu Xun said that when we see something strong and bully, we don't want to resist.Finding a reason for yourself is "moderate".

So he doesn't think the theories mentioned by several people are correct.

Instead, it seems like an excuse to escape.

Zhao Wou-ki frowned, as if he was thinking.

After a long time, he opened his mouth to speak.

"When we talk about the golden mean, we actually give up the pursuit of the ultimate. Our golden mean is not necessarily the real golden mean."

"Then what's the dean's opinion?" Liang Xitian asked hastily.

Hearing Zao Wou-ki's explanation will definitely benefit everyone a lot.

Some of them wanted to let Zao Wou-ki do a divination.

But more people are pursuing the true way of sages.

It can be said to be thirsty for knowledge.

Zhao Wou-ki smiled slightly: "There are still people who haven't spoken, don't worry about listening to me."

Immediately, everyone turned their attention to Ye Fan and Wan Shuyi.

Wan Shuyi is a tiger made of paper, strong on the outside but dry on the inside, and has no ink in her stomach.

She instantly became tense.

Ye Fan said softly: "Just refuse to answer, find a reason for yourself and watch my performance."

"Uh-huh."

Wan Shuyi shook her head first.

"Sorry, I have no research on the way of sages, so I can't express my opinion."

"Hehe, let me just say it. How can a low-level man who can only recite poems be proficient in the way of sages?"

"That's right, if you ask me, Dean Zhao didn't even need to let them in. I'm afraid they don't understand what we're talking about."

"Oh, what a pity!"

……

Ye Fan smiled coldly.

"Just because she doesn't have an opinion doesn't mean I don't either."

"And I tell you, I not only have it, but I'm more correct than yours."

"What? Extremely arrogant."

"I have studied the way of sages and sages for more than ten years. I have experienced the sufferings of the people. I have seen it from a young age, from the smallest to the smallest. How can you compare?"

Everyone was furious.

It seems that being looked down upon by Ye Fan is their greatest shame.

Zhao Wou-ki said indifferently: "Okay, don't use your tongue. Ye Taimei, express your opinion."

Ye Fan recalled silently.

There are many ancient Chinese classics, three tombs and five classics, nine hills and eight deserts, vast like a sea of ​​smoke.

The most representative ones are the Four Books and Five Classics.

At that time, talented scholars who came to Beijing to rush for the exam hadn't read the Four Books and Five Classics, it was all nonsense.

Moderation is part of it.

Ye Fan really had to dabble a bit.

Immediately, he opened his mouth slowly: "First of all, I think what you mean by the mean is the mean of ordinary people, and it is not the way of sages at all."

In fact, the mean was not proposed by Confucius and the sages.

It's what the great sage Zhu Xi said.

But was Confucius a man of the mean?
Or, is he a mediocre person?

If there is no trouble, there is no position, so trouble stands.If you don't suffer, you don't know it, but if you seek it, you can know it.

The gentleman is magnanimous, but the villain grows sorrowful.

The scholars must not be unrelenting, and they have a long way to go.Benevolence thinks that he has the responsibility, is it not also important?After death, isn't it far?

Every sentence here can prove that he has never been moderate.

Not to mention looking for the center point of something.

How can he be moderate if he can become a sage and bring his own views into the way of life for everyone.

But why is there a golden mean in the Four Books and Five Classics?

That proves that many people have misunderstood the word zhongyong.

"Hmph, then tell me, what is the golden mean in the way of sages?" Several people showed disdain.

I look down on Ye Fan from the bottom of my heart.

I thought he was grandstanding by saying this, just to win some attention.

"Hehe, I think the golden mean should be neutralization."

"Oh? What is neutralization?" Zhao Wuji became interested.

"If it is not contained, it is medium, and if it is released reasonably, it is harmonious."

Ye Fan continued: "Of course, this is just one of the sayings, and I also think that the mean is normal."

"Everyone has an understanding of the sages. When everyone's opinions cannot be unified, a hundred schools of thought contend."

"Then I think moderation is a kind of reconciliation and compromise."

"Tch, I let you say everything, you are really amazing." Su Shang was full of contempt, and did not agree with him at all.

Ye Fan said contemptuously: "Shut up! You are just unreliable."

"It's even half of the two poles. Your words have a fatal flaw."

"If you want a compromise, you need to know the two poles. Do you and the others know everything about the two poles?"

"If you have this kind of ability, you won't be talking nonsense here."

"you……"

Su Shang jumped up against the case and stared angrily.

"You are full of vulgar words, you are not worthy of saying the way of sages, get out of the academy quickly, please don't defile the sacred place."

(End of this chapter)