"Confucian scholars should know how to adapt, otherwise they would be corrupt scholars who mislead the country and things! Even if the principles and ideas are correct, they should distinguish between occasions and objects, otherwise they may not work. Mr. Cai is indeed a good teacher! Just a short allusion and a few sentences of answering questions will make people feel a sudden enlightenment and a clear idea."

By carefully digesting Mr. Cai’s words word by word, Su Lin also felt that the sea of ​​thoughts in the Zhikou was surging and benefiting a lot.

Learn to be flexible and do not use the principle of death to deal with unpredictable life. Especially in the Confucian and Taoist world where thought is the highest power, every Confucian scholar has his own way of thinking that he insists on and pursues. He also needs to learn to be flexible and use and understand the way of thinking flexibly, rather than just sticking to the superficial meaning.

"Teacher, the students have questions, too!"

Just as Su Lin nodded unconsciously while digesting the "flexible" principles that Mr. Cai had just said, another juren student stood up and asked, "If Zigong did not say those elegant principles from the beginning, but also used the words said by the groom, could he convince the farmer?"

As soon as the juren student asked the question, a "whirlpool of doubt" seemed to have been scraped in the classroom. This question resonated with him. Almost all the students present followed his questions, and in his sea of ​​wisdom, the water of thought collided with each other and thought about this problem.

"Yes! If Zigong knew how to adapt and used these words to convince the farmer, would he succeed?"

Su Lin didn't think of this question before, but when he was raised by this juren, he immediately drew a big question mark in his mind.

"Su Lin, this is the distant son and nephew of the Grand Tutor Fang Zhengxin, the eldest son of the Fang family of Jian'an Prefecture, and the famous talented juren Fang Hui. He is only nineteen years old this year and is already the first juren in high school. He is the number one talent in Jian'an Prefecture! It is said that the remarks of Han Feizi, a semi-saint of the Legalist family, are wise."

Yuan Mu whispered to Su Lin when he looked at the juren Fang Hui.

"Fang Hui, this question is very good! It means that you can put yourself in your shoes and rebuild the scene in your own wisdom and make bold assumptions."

This time, Mr. Cai did not answer this question immediately. He first nodded and praised the juren Fang Hui, and then asked the students present: "What do you think? If Zigong also used the words of the groom to convince the farmer, is it feasible?"

"It's feasible! The gentleman said before that when talking to a rough man, you must learn to be flexible and not use big principles. Zigong used to say big principles that farmers couldn't understand, so the farmer didn't know why. And if Zigong also used the words of the groom, he would definitely be able to convince the groom."

"Yes! Sir, if Zigong used that same thing, he would definitely be able to convince the farmer to release the horse."

“This is natural…”

...

Almost all the students thought this should be done, but Mr. Cai smiled, shook his head, turned to the juren Fang Hui, and asked, "Fang Hui, since you can raise such a question, you must have some thoughts in your mind and tell me your opinion."

"Sir! The students think that although the groom's words are reasonable, if they say these words from Zigong, the farmers will probably not accept them." As soon as Fang Hui finished speaking, the students around him got up one after another.

However, because Fang Hui was the leader, no student dared to refute him in public. Instead, after a few words, he listened to him continue to say it.

"Because Zigong and the farmer have too far apart in their knowledge and cultivation, they have long been far apart from each other. Even if Zigong says this, the farmer will turn a blind eye to hearing it."

As soon as Fang Hui finished explaining, Mr. Cai nodded with satisfaction and praise, "Fang Hui said it well. The difference between identity knowledge and cultivation often leads to different effects of the same words from different people. To put it bluntly, can the effect of a monarch's words be the same as that of ordinary people? This is also a principle that needs to be adapted, not only to be adapted to the object, but also to be adapted to the change of the identity and status of the speaker."

As soon as Mr. Cai finished speaking, the students gained a lot. They didn't say anything, trying hard to grasp the momentary insights and make up for the shortcomings of their own thoughts.

An allusion actually has a dual meaning of flexibility. Mr. Cai’s teaching method really opened Su Lin’s eyes. He couldn’t help but savor this allusion again in his mind.

In Su Lin's sea of ​​wisdom, the tide of thought surged, forming a huge vortex, constantly using thoughts to deduce the allusion of "Confucius's spy horse". Even the holy bricks and stones that were deposited in the depths of the sea of ​​wisdom melted into the tide of thought, quickly knocking down and calculating.

"Huh? It seems... this allusion has a deeper meaning..."

With a flash of inspiration, Su Lin seemed to have grasped the most critical thoughts and principles of this allusion, but it was a little bit worse. So he looked at Mr. Cai on the podium in confusion. At this time, Mr. Cai looked at the students and said, "What we want to explain today is the allusion of 'Confucius', which tells the principle of flexibility. I hope you will become a Confucian scholar who knows how to adapt, rather than a pedantic corrupt scholar. However, besides the two questions just now, have you ever had any doubts to ask?"

Looking at the more than 100 juren and scholars present again, Mr. Cai asked with a smile.

However, the scholars and Juren present already felt that these two questions were enough for them to understand for several days, so how could they have the energy and thoughts to come up with the third question? Even the Juren Fang Hui shook his head lightly. He felt that he had digged the allusion of "Confucius Yima" so deeply that there were no other problems.

"Why……"

Seeing that the scholars and juren present had no questions, Mr. Cai on the podium sighed and stopped talking. When he was about to finish the class, Su Lin's voice suddenly sounded in the corner of the classroom, "Sir! The student has a question!"

Almost all scholars and juren looked towards this corner. They were very curious about who was there after two questions. They had a third question. You should know that this question cannot be a simple question, but must be a question containing thoughts and principles.

However, when these scholars saw Su Lin's childhood costumes and Su Lin's natural face, they shook their heads with contempt.

"A mere child who just passed the exam dared to ask questions about such profound allusions? Overestimating one's own ability! He must be a sensational person, trying to use this method to attract our attention!"

"Authentic! Even Fang Hui and Fang Juren couldn't think of other problems. How could he, a little boy, raise thoughtful questions?"

"It looks like a student, I guess he is the first student who just passed the exam this year. I thought that if I had a few talents in my heart, I could be outstanding among our group of scholars and juren?"

...

Originally, these scholars and juren still expressed admiration and surprise expressions, wanting to see who could raise a third question. However, Su Lin's identity as a child of Tongsheng disappointed them. In their opinion, a mere boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, even if he was a genius, he could not compare with these scholars and juren.

Even they can’t raise allusions about ideological issues, how can this child succeed?

"Haha! Who am I talking about? It turns out that it is Su Lin, the leader of the genius case in Fengle County this time!"

Among these scholars, one of them actually recognized Su Linlai. He was the 18-year-old Liu Shimin, the scholar of the Dong family who originally wanted to betroth Dong Zijin. Because Su Lin passed the exam, his in-laws and the Dong family failed, he was always jealous of Su Lin. Now he met Su Lin again in the courtyard, and it was still the same scene. Naturally, he did not forget to ridicule Su Linlai sarcastically:

"But, Su Lin! This is the courthouse. You boys are considered to be studying in an extraordinary way. You can only be considered as attending the interview. You are not allowed to ask questions in the classroom. Not to mention Mr. Cai's class, Lu Tong and Fang Hui were both scholars and scholars, so they are qualified to ask questions. You are a little boy, and you may not have read the meaning of the various scholars well. What qualifications do you have to ask questions to Mr. Cai?"

"If you have a puzzled question, you should naturally ask. Didn't you see Mr. Cai sigh because no one asked? At this time, why should you stick to the rules that children cannot ask questions in class? This is also a kind of adaptation!"

Although Su Lin could not recognize this scholar Liu Shimin, he could feel deep hostility from his words and retorted seriously without hesitation.

"you……"

Liu Shimin originally wanted to ridicule Su Lin in front of all scholars and juren, but he was choked by Su Lin's words and could not refute Su Lin at all.

Because Mr. Cai just talked about the allusion of "Confucius's casual horse" and was talking about the "flexible" way. Liu Shimin never expected that Su Lin would apply what he learned so quickly and used the flexible way to refute him, which made Liu Shimin only stare at him and had no way to refute him.
Chapter completed!