With Mr. Cai's affirmation, these scholars and juren no longer dared to underestimate Su Lin. Even though some of them were still dissatisfied with Su Lin, a little boy, they did not dare to complain about him anymore.

"Brother Fang, I didn't expect that Su Lin was really talented! Tong Sheng could write Mingzhou's poems. After a while, the "Sacred Literature" is here, I must take a closer look at it!"

Cao Cong, a juren who had despised Su Lin before, nodded and said.

"Mingzhou's poem! I haven't even written a single poem..." Fang Hui had a slight gap in his heart, but he quickly adjusted and began to think about the third question that Su Lin had just raised by Mr. Cai, "Why didn't Kong Sheng let the groom go first?"

Other students also began to think about this third question, but based on their current thoughts and talents, they could not think of this step and could not figure it out. Zhihai was confused. If no one answered this question to them, a long-term vortex of doubt would probably form in the depths of Zhihai.

Of course, this is in Mr. Cai's class. Since the third question has been raised, Mr. Cai will naturally be responsible for explaining the doubts and difficulties. After praising Su Lin, Mr. Cai got back to the point and began to explain the third level of flexibility of "Confucius's eloquence".

"In the allusion of 'Confucius', if Confucius asked the horseman to go from the beginning, even if the horseman convinced the farmer, Zigong would definitely be dissatisfied. Now, not only does Zigong have no complaints, but also gives the horseman the opportunity to show his/her performance. The sage can understand human feelings and affairs, so that people can fulfill their talents. This is the way to use people to adapt. People often use written laws to restrict others, restrict others with qualifications, and expect others with strengths. In this way, how can there be hope for success in the world?

After Mr. Cai talked about the third level of flexibility, some scholars present nodded silently, while others still didn't understand it. Seeing this, Mr. Cai smiled and said, "Everything in the world is not unchanging, so the principles and thoughts are also limited in their application. If you can master the methods of flexibility, you can add the ideas and principles you pursue to enlighten the wisdom to all the ways of doing things. However, the saints cannot fully adapt, so there will be a hundred schools of thought and sages who contend, and Confucius cannot completely convince the hundreds of schools of thought and incorporate them into Confucianism and Taoism. Therefore, if you are not very clear about the ways of flexibility for the time being, it will be fine! Just remember that you don't just stick to the old rules!"

With Mr. Cai’s words, many scholars and juren who were still puzzled were slowly let go, remembering the word "refinement" in their hearts and slowly comprehending them.

After hearing Mr. Cai's answer, Su Lin nodded with some insight and said in his heart: "The saint's words and deeds are indeed full of great thoughts and principles. In the allusion of "Confucius's Yima", Confucius is actually equivalent to the "people who hold tools". He has two tools, Zigong and the horse. In the face of the problem of horses being imprisoned by farmers, how to use these two tools requires a robot to choose! My Tao is not a weapon. To become a robot, we need to learn Confucius's ability to use people..."

When Su Lin's thoughts in Zhihai were thinking about this issue, a water tornado formed, wrapping all the water of thoughts in Zhihai into it, and the water and sky connected, causing huge waves.

"I am not a weapon! We must learn to adapt, integrate the way of adaptation into the way of unaware, and make the way of unaware wider!"

With a bang, a ray of lightning and lightning flash of enlightenment in Su Lin's wisdom, and a huge water tornado suddenly exploded. Splashes of water scattered from the sky. A ray of thought suddenly descended from the sky, shining into all the water droplets of thought, changing the structure of the water droplets.

"This...the form of the water of thought...water...fog...ice...what is going on?"

Unconsciously, after thinking about this question, Su Lin suddenly woke up, but found that the sea of ​​thought in his wisdom had actually been divided into three forms.

They are liquid water, gaseous fog, and solid ice.

"No wonder Confucius said that wise people like water. It turns out that water is the thing that knows the most about flexibility between heaven and earth. It can exist in three forms: liquid, gas and solid in nature. It follows the trend, knows flexibility, and is without holes. It can also drip water through the stone, change the landform, and flow east into the sea..."

The changes in the form of the tide of thought in Zhihai made Su Lin know that this was the effect of his gentlemanly way of integrating into the way of adaptation.

Su Lin tried to think about problems with three different mentalities, and he was surprised to find that if he used normal water, thinking about problems would be more round and full. However, if he used gaseous fog to think about problems, he could often diverge his thinking and come up with some unexpected views and conclusions. Then he used the solid ice of thought to think, but he could immediately grasp the most critical point of the problem and point directly to the key point.

"So that's how it is, it integrates the ways of flexibility. As my thinking has become more diverse, in the future, I can unconsciously study the problems and the thoughts of the scriptures... Great good! Great good!"

After understanding the role of water of three different forms of thought, Su Lin felt a surprise in his heart.

"Brother Su! Brother Su...what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that Su Lin was in a daze, Yuan Mu pushed him. Only then did Su Lin wake up completely, take his consciousness back from the sea of ​​wisdom, and smiled and said to Yuan Mu: "Brother Yuan, there is nothing else, I'm just understanding the adaptability in Mr. Cai's words. I have to say that Mr. Cai is really a good teacher! If you can listen to Mr. Cai's preaching every day, your ideological cultivation will definitely be a thousand miles a day!"

Before, Su Lin was skeptical about Mr. Cai's reputation, but now after listening to Mr. Cai's class in person, he was convinced and became like Yuan Mu before, hoping to hear Mr. Cai's lectures every day.

"Brother Su is probably joking! Mr. Cai can only listen to his class once or twice a month. If he listens it every day, Zhihai will probably explode!"

Because Su Lin accurately raised the third question that even the juren Fang Hui could not have imagined, the scholars and juren around him looked over and looked at Su Lin with admiration. This made Yuan Mu also benefit from it, and hurriedly stood next to Su Lin, straightened his back, and said to the scholars and juren beside him with a smile: "You are polite! You are polite! I am Yuan Mu, the leader of Jiyang County, Jian'an Prefecture, and I am the best friend and brother of Brother Su. We can sit together often! Yes, um..."

"Isn't it just asking a question! Maybe he's lucky, or maybe he's read the related ideas in an ancient book... What's so amazing? It's just a little boy."

The scholar Liu Shimin was still dissatisfied with Su Lin, so he ran to the scholar Lu Tong and muttered, "Brother Lu, the scholar class is always up to you, Brother Lu. Now this new-coming Tongsheng is so arrogant. Other classmates may have opinions about Brother Lu?"

"Brother Liu, how could I, Lu Tong, beg for a little boy? Humph! A young man will naturally be proud of his talent. When he really comes to the scholar class to study, he will find that Tong Sheng is only a boy boy after all. No matter how powerful Tong Sheng is, he is no match for an ordinary scholar!"

Although Lu Tong pretended to be open-minded, he glanced at Su Lin with a fierce look and smiled contemptuously: "How can the way of thinking be to write two poems and ask a few questions to be profound? I inherited the thoughts of my ancestors and wanted to be compatible with the essence of the mystery of the hundreds of schools of thoughts. How could Brother Liu compare Su Lin with me?"

Lu Tong is arrogant. As the legitimate son of the Lu family of Jian'an Prefecture and the inheritance of the family, his stage is the future territory of the Nine Kingdoms and the wild continent. The current Jian'an Prefecture is just a small stop for him to stop.

"Yes! Yes! Not to mention the others, Brother Lu, the tasks assigned by the Ministry of Agricultural Supervision every month are far from what a child like Su Lin can accomplish."

Speaking of this, Liu Shimin's eyes lit up and he smiled wickedly, "How about... Brother Lu, after this month's mission of the Agricultural Supervision Bureau was issued, he would also assign Su Lin the task of an ordinary scholar to complete it independently? Let him also taste the pain that he could not achieve, so as to curb his arrogant arrogance."

"Well! This method is very good, so it's better to let him suffer! Avoid being proud and complacent, arrogant, and not taking others seriously." Lu Tong also nodded. As the head of the scholar-teacher, he has the power to assign various tasks, which is actually equivalent to the squad leader.

In the classroom, Mr. Cai's allusions and principles were finished, and the scholars and juren were talking about it. While waiting for the monthly magazine "Saint Literature" to be delivered, they were communicating with each other and only understood the "mobility method" they had understood. Several scholars and juren wanted to get along with Su Lin, so they squeezed over and bowed:

"Brother Su is worthy of being the chief of the case and a model of genius! Even the third meaning of the allusion mentioned by Mr. Cai can point out problems, which really makes the young actor admire him!"

"I wonder if Brother Su is free tonight, so I can't ask my Qian family's Zuiyue Tower to drink and write poems and discuss the meaning of the scriptures? I'll be the host!"

"Or... Brother Su is probably a young man? I heard that the new courtesans from Huamanlou can sing and dance, and even one named Su Rushi can write poems!"

...

He really invited Su Lin to do everything, but he was attracted by Su Lin's future development prospects and wanted to win over it in advance.

But at this moment, the servant who was guarding the door outside the academy hurriedly ran in, and bowed to Mr. Cai unhappily and said directly: "Mr. Cai, it's not good. Pan Yuanshou of Jianning Prefecture Court came to the door again. Fang Yuanshou has already received them at the door. Let me come quickly to report to Mr. Cai and be prepared to deal with it!"

"What? The damn Jianning Mansion Courtyard actually chose to come to our Jian'an Mansion to provoke on the day when the "Sacred Literature" was published! Do you really think that there is no talent in my Jian'an Mansion Courtyard?"

"Last month, the scholars in Jianning Mansion wrote a poem about Dafu. After last month's "Sacred Literature", they deliberately sent a school supervisor to come over, showing off their faces!"

"Damn it! Jianning Mansion is not as good as my Jian'an Mansion, so he focused on students to write poems and lyrics. Almost every two or three months, one or two poems above the Mansion will be featured in the "Sacred Text". Now that their case capital has come to their door in person, there will be no earth-shaking works, right?"

"It's over! It's over! Last month, just a school supervisor came to laugh at him, which made our court leader half angry. Now the other party's head of Pan's head came to his door in person. Alas... Such a fuss! The reputation of our Jian'an Mansion Court is probably going to be compared by Jianning Mansion!"
Chapter completed!