Report to your majesty, the prince is courting death again

"Okay, but if you want to know my answer, Mr. Fan must first answer me, why do you study?"

Xu An stepped forward, bowed and smiled at Fan Mao.

Since you love to pretend, I will kick you from the clouds into the dust.

Fan Mao stroked his beard and laughed when he heard Xu An's words.

Hey, little fox, you want to turn against me? You are too young.

I will let you know what an arrogant answer is.

"My answer is only four words."

Fan Mao straightened his body a little and said, "I study to... educate the world!"

The whole audience was silent for a moment.

As soon as Fan Mao said this, the majestic momentum of the world for the public suddenly came to the face, and a tall and respectable figure stood in everyone's mind.

He is really worthy of being a great scholar in the literary world. This answer is domineering!

Kong Mingzhen and the great scholars in the Daqian literary world were so angry that their faces turned blue, and they wanted to spit in Fan Mao's face.

Old man, you are shameless.

Emperor Yuan Kang almost couldn't help cursing, "Old Fan, your face is thicker than the walls of my capital!"

Although it's not happy, what can I do? He is a role model for Confucian scholars in the world and has the right to say such things!

"Oh? Educate the world? It's really grand and classy, ​​but..."

Xu An gave Fan Mao a thumbs up, and then slowly turned his thumb down: "Bah, old man Fan, you really know how to flatter yourself!"

"Educate the world? How dare you use these four words?"

"The premise of educating the world is that there is no distinction between the classes. Have you done it?"

Xu An stared at Fan Mao without any politeness.

"As far as I know, your lackeys are either the sons of nobles or the descendants of famous families. The worst ones are from wealthy merchants."

"You don't have any disciples who are even half common people!"

"And the whole world of Jiuzhou is mostly common people. Without half common people as disciples, how can you say you can educate the world?"

The smile on Fan Mao's face suddenly froze.

Everyone was stunned. That was Fan Mao, but he was treated as a grandson by Xu An!

And Kong Mingzhen and Daqian, a group of great scholars in the literary world, their eyes lit up instantly.

This counterattack is good, and the counterattack is immediate. With this counterattack, Fan Mao's education of the world is a big joke.

"Teaching without distinction? Haha, what a teaching without distinction. This little guy's ideas are always so unique." Emperor Yuan Kang was excited and almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

With Xu An's counterattack, even if Xu An's answer could not calm the situation, Daqian was still undefeated on the surface.

Undefeated, so that Fan Mao did not get the upper hand, this is enough.

Qin Wenjian's face was gloomy, and even Yuwen Hu looked at Xu An with murderous eyes at this time.

Could it be that even Mr. Fan himself could not calm this guy?

Xu Xiao stood on the high platform, dancing with excitement!

Haha, worthy of being my son, not only can he defeat Qin Wenjian, but even Fan Mao can fight, amazing!

"Boy, you..."

Fan Mao was stunned for a moment before he suddenly woke up.

His face flushed, pointing at Xu An and unable to speak.

He was a great scholar in the literary world, a model of Confucian scholars in the world, and he had always been proud of his grand goal. Now he was pointed at by a prodigal son and said that he was not worthy!

And he found that he had no way to refute.

"Don't be angry yet, listen to my answer first."

Xu An looked at Fan Mao and smiled, "Your answer is four words, and my answer is a little more, four sentences! Please open your eyes and listen carefully!"

He glanced at the whole audience and said loudly:

"We, the scholars, should establish our hearts for the world, establish our lives for the people, inherit the lost knowledge of the past sages, and open peace for all generations!"

"This is my answer, and this is the mission of every scholar in the world!"

His voice was not too loud, but it was like thunder in the audience.

The whole scene was dead silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

Fan Mao was stunned, the emperor was stunned, the queen was stunned, and everyone was stunned!

If Fan Mao's answer erected a tall figure in the hearts of the people, then Xu An's answer drew a goal in their hearts.

The tall figure was unattainable, but the goal drawn was like a guiding light, pointing the way for every confused student!

In an instant, countless people in the field were shocked, and they felt that the road ahead was suddenly clear.

Why study? To establish a heart of life for the world.

Why study? To point out a road for the people of the world.

Why study? To inherit the knowledge passed down by the saints.

Why study? To open up a foundation for permanent peace for the future generations.

Compared with this, educating the world? How ridiculous!

Especially Fan Mao, who was originally furious, was now full ofShocked and stunned, all kinds of thoughts intertwined in his mind, as if a fight between justice and evil was going on!

Before this, he believed that educating the world was the greatest goal of all scholars in the world.

But he was criticized by Xu An as worthless. He was angry, unwilling, and even tried to speak ill of him.

It was not until he heard Xu An's answer that he realized that the goal he thought was extremely great was just to inherit the unique knowledge of the past sages in his answer.

It turned out that the truly insignificant one was himself!

"Hahaha... what a good one to establish a heart for heaven and earth, to establish a life for the people, to inherit the unique knowledge of the past sages, and to open peace for all generations! This should be the common goal of all scholars in the world!"

Emperor Yuan Kang stood up excitedly, his voice trembling a little.

Such a shocking answer, even if Fan Laothie was really a saint, would not dare to judge it presumptuously!

Even with these few words alone, he could see that the lifeless Daqian literary world would definitely burst into vitality.

"Mr. Fan, are you convinced by this answer?"

Emperor Yuan Kang immediately looked at Fan Mao with a smile on his face.

Old Fan, aren't you very arrogant? Come on, show me another one.

Fan Mao came back to his senses and looked at what Emperor Yuan Kang wanted to say. Finally, he sighed and said, "The literary world of Daqian is indeed full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Fan Mao admires..."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Xu An, who was standing in the field with his hands on his hips, with a complicated expression.

He Fan Mao was arrogant because of his talent, but he didn't expect that it was such a young man who made him fail.

It seems that he underestimated the world.

Fan Mao shook his head slightly, put his hands in his sleeves, and bowed heavily to Xu An: "Listening to your words is better than reading ten years of books. Young Master Xu is a great talent. Today, I, Fan Mao, am convinced of my defeat."

"Thank you for your guidance and teachings."

Hearing this, the whole audience was shocked.

Fan Mao was a great scholar in the Dongyu literary world and a role model for scholars all over the world. If he admitted defeat, it would prove that the Dongyu envoys had completely lost this trip.

Lost to a prodigal son!

"Teacher!" Qin Wenjian clenched her fists, her vision a little blurry.

She was not convinced by Xu An, but she was convinced by Xu An's answer.

The young men of the Dongyu envoys were also dejected at this time, without the previous edge.

Zhang Anshi and Qin Dehai looked at Xu An as if their eyes were poisoned at this time. They didn't expect that even Fan Mao was not his opponent.

It turned out that this prodigal son had been pretending all along. He was really talented and knew that he would win, so he dared to speak out in the Zizheng Hall to lure them into his trap.

Hateful, despicable, shameless...

Damn it, damn it!