Chapter 141 Talking and Debating

"What are you thinking about? I just saw you distracted after school." Song Chunhe just opened the horse curtain and saw Su Mingjue looking thoughtful.

Su Mingjue came back to her senses after hearing this. She looked up at Song Chunhe and said, "Why did you suddenly come to this carriage?"

Song Chunhe opened his bright eyes and said, "I don't see that your carriage has not left yet. I want to ask you if you want to go to Chuiwan together."

Su Mingjue shook his head and said not very interested: "No, I have other things to do."

"What else do you have to do? The Xun exam has just finished. "A Dream of Red Mansions" has also published a new chapter. It's time to relax, why should you restrain yourself?"

Su Mingjue put her hands on her face, "You don't understand."

"Oh, I don't understand. I think you are writing. I'm confused, I really don't want to go."

Su Mingjue was worried about the letter he just read. He had no time to care about what Song Chunhe said.

Even if it weren't for the debate, it would be easier to resolve than the matter at hand. Being shy among a group of people, learning some routines from time-travel novels, and memorizing a few poems from my ancestors would make me famous.

But this old man Su just gave him a difficult problem and asked him to discuss with northern students. Is the debate so easy to discuss?

Su Mingjue was dejected. When he heard Song Chunhe's words, he was about to nod perfunctorily, but he thought of something for a moment. He asked, "What do the gentry officials in the capital do on a daily basis?

" Song Chunhe, the "gentleman official", was stunned when he heard this. For a moment, he said with contempt on his face: "A group of rotten scholars gather together every day to either write poems or throw pots." " Let's talk

and debate." "Let's talk and debate." Su Mingjue looked at him after hearing this, "Where is the conversation and debate held?" Song Chunhe

touched the car curtain and said with slight hesitation: "I'll make an appointment with Mo Jixiaxuegong."

"Does it happen every day?"

"That's not true. It happens once every ten days. I'm afraid it will happen again in two days."

Su Mingjue thought for a while and said, "Can ordinary people go in there?"

"Is that possible? , It is said that only those with some reputation or family background can enter, otherwise it will insult their reputation in the Taoist Association."

Su Mingjue looked at Song Chunhe and said: "Then can you enter?"

Song Chunhe paused, "That's pedantic. What are you doing here? Do you really want to become a famous minister?"

Su Mingjue sighed and said, "My father wrote to me and asked me to have more contact with the northern nobles."

Song Chunhe immediately looked like I understand when he heard this. His expression said, "My father is like your father. He has many demands. If you want to go, it's not impossible. A cousin of mine often goes here. I should be able to get in if I look for him."

Su Mingjue nodded, "That's troubling you."

Song Chunhe shook his head, "It's not troublesome, it's just a pity that you don't want to play with us. There will be field vacation in a few days, and we won't be together by then."

Su Mingjue said proudly. He raised his eyebrows and said: "When I come back, I will bring you something. You can tell me what you want in advance."

Song Chunhe became happy when he heard this, "In that case, I'm not welcome. I heard that the silk in the south is good. You have to bring more back to me then."

Su Mingjue nodded, "No problem."

Three

days later, Song Chunhe led Su Mingjue to Najixia Academy.

At the gate of the temple, he led a man wearing a feather fan and silk scarf to introduce to Su Mingjue: "This is my cousin, Lin Ruhai."

Su Mingjue nodded and said hello, "Hello, Mr. Lin."

Lin Ruhai nodded, "I heard what Chunhe said, "You are from the south and want to come and have a look. The previous "Cricket on National Policy" was written by you."

Su Mingjue said respectfully: "It was written on a whim by a student and could not be put on the stage."

Lin Ruhai shook his wide sleeves and did not read it . Su Mingjue glanced at him and said, "Although the Holy Emperor appreciates you quite a lot, in the eyes of us northern nobles, you really can't look down upon you."

After saying that, he glanced at Su Mingjue and said, "Since you're here, come in!"

Song Chunhe Hearing this, he looked embarrassed. He pulled Su Mingjue's sleeve and said softly: "I just said these people are very rotten and you have to come. My cousin has a lot of problems. You see, he has just come here." That's what you said."

Su Mingjue straightened up with a smile, "It doesn't matter, all literati are like this."

He followed Lin Ruhai's footsteps and asked Song Chunhe: "What is the debate about today?"

Song Chunhe thought for a long time. : "It seems to be talking about the way of governing the country with benevolence." Is

n't benevolence a Confucian theory? There is nothing to argue with. Su Mingjue walked into the palace. The more he walked, the more he felt that it would be difficult for him to achieve anything today.

I don’t know if Old Man Su recognizes that he is among a group of people, but he is trying to steal the limelight by saying a few words. If so, he can show his prominence in this symposium.

As soon as he entered the venue, Su Mingjue saw a large number of people watching. It was no exaggeration to say that the crowd was very loud. A group of people were sitting next to a stream, with wine glasses on them, which made them drink a lot. look.

After Lin Ruhai took them to their seats, he no longer cared about them, walked up to the stage, bowed to the people on the field, and then started chatting.

Su Mingjue sat calmly aside and looked around. Everyone was well-dressed and white, and they looked very elegant.

Not long after, the man standing on the stage bowed his hands and said, "To govern a country, we must use benevolence. Without benevolence, it is difficult to convince the public. This is the foundation of the country." As soon as

these words came out, the gentry in the audience marveled . Many added, and they all agreed, "Praise, the people value the king, and the country cannot be governed without benevolence."

When the man heard the praises from everyone, he stroked three strands of his beard, and said impassionedly, "Benevolence should also be the main focus of strengthening education. The country should value benevolence, and the people should also respect benevolence, and ignore killing. The style of warriors should not increase."

Su Mingjue didn't feel much at first. After all, benevolence is indeed needed, but after hearing this, he began to disagree. It is said that all that is needed to govern a country is benevolence, and nothing else matters.

He tilted his head and said to Song Chunhe: "If this is true, when the world is in turmoil, can it be influenced by benevolence?"

Song Chunhe listened to the babbling talk of this group of people, and had long lost interest. Dozing on his forehead, he listened to Su Mingjue's words. He casually agreed, "No, if all people focus on benevolence, then this country will be ruined."

The two people spoke not loudly, but because of the concept of the nobles present, Very different, particularly eye-catching. When one person heard it, he immediately asked him: "You two think that it is inappropriate to govern the country with benevolence. I don't know what their different views are." As

soon as these words came out, the others went to Su Mingjue and Song Chunhe. It seemed that Song Chunhe suddenly woke up from his drowsiness after listening to these solemn words, with a look of confusion on his face.

He pursed his lips and looked at Su Mingjue and whispered, "I seem to have gotten into trouble."

Su Mingjue shook her head at him, stood up and bowed her hands, saying: "The only way to govern a country is to govern with benevolence, you guys really can do it."