I tried my best to help Zulong, and finally got my wife

"Your Majesty, what sect do you use to attack?"

Ying Zheng was stunned, do it!

Zhang He seems to be nothing?Li Si's family also learned from Confucianism at any rate, and they are famous for Legalism.

Zhang He knows everything, he knows how to fight, he is a military strategist, he knows diplomacy, he is a strategist, he can farm land, he is a farmer...

"You know everything... the widow will give you a sect, how about calling it a miscellaneous family?"

Miscellaneous?

"My lord, it seems that the miscellaneous family already has one!"

Ying Zheng snorted coldly: "What kind of miscellaneous family are they? What the widow gave you is a legitimate miscellaneous family. From now on, you will be the patriarch of the miscellaneous family!"

Zhang He: "..."

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Chapter 138 Why Do You Feel Pain When I Punch You?

When Zhang He returned home, young Zhang Liang had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Disciple Zhang Liang, pay homage to Master."

Zhang Liang came this time, took a good gift, and now he knelt on the ground, bowing to his disciples.

All of this was arranged for him by his father. He had never met Zhang He, but he knew everything about Zhang He clearly, and he had admiration and disdain in his heart.

In his opinion, worshiping Zhang He as a master is completely unnecessary. As the Three Masters of Qilu, who hasn't seen him or read any articles?

But the father's order can't be done, even if you want to be a teacher today, you have to see Zhang He's fineness!

See if he is qualified enough to be Zhang Liang's teacher!

Zhang He stepped forward with a smile, quickly helped Zhang Liang, and said with a smile: "You are a Confucian disciple, and you are also the three masters of Qilu. Scold you for deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors."

Zhang Liang stood up, looked at Zhang He, and said with a smile, "Zi said, if three people walk together, there must be my teacher. Choose the good ones and follow them, and change the bad ones."

"A disciple worships a teacher as a teacher. This does not conflict with the teachings of Confucius. On the contrary, the disciple follows the words of the sages and does a good job of self-expression."

Zhang He nodded, as expected of Zhang Liang and Zhang Zifang, who reacted so quickly!

"In this case, so-and-so is your master, but I don't know what Zifang wants to learn from so-and-so?"

"What can a teacher teach a student?"

Zhang He was stunned for a moment, feeling that this ovary is not willing to be his disciple!

Zhang He smiled, and strolled in the living room with his hands behind his back, then looked up at the sky, pointed to the sky and said, "Someone can teach you astronomy."

Pointing to the myriad things in the world, he said, "Someone can teach you geography."

Then he continued: "Someone can teach you how to understand human harmony, understand yin and yang, understand gossip, understand strange gates, know how to hide armor, and become an expert who can strategize and win thousands of miles away."

"Someone can also teach you to understand the laws of the natural movement of the heaven and the earth, allowing you to master the power of nature... For example, why do all things only fall to the ground instead of flying to the sky...For example, if I punch you, you will not be able to fly." Why do you feel pain? Another example..."

"Why does a year have spring, summer, autumn and winter, why does a day have day and night..."

Zhang Liang was dumbfounded, and looked at it stupidly for a long time, he thought he had read all the classics in the world, although he couldn't memorize the sayings of hundreds of schools, he still had in-depth research and knew the truth.

But after listening to Zhang He's words, he felt that Zhang He's question was in a daze. Why did things fall to the ground instead of flying into the sky?

Why do I feel pain when you punch me?

There are four seasons in a year, and there is night and day in one day.

Everyone knows these reasons, but why is this so?Zhang Liang rubbed his head, feeling like he was about to collapse.

why?

Zhang He glanced at Zhang Liang who was about to go crazy, and asked indifferently: "I wonder what Zifang wants to learn?"

Zhang Liang: "..."

"Yesterday, the King of Qin canonized a certain person as the Patriarch of the Miscellaneous Family. From today on, the knowledge of a certain person will be collectively referred to as Miscellaneous Studies."

"The so-called miscellaneous scholars, all of them understand the ways of a hundred schools of thought. They adopt the goodness of Confucianism and Mohism, the key points of naming and law, and form the opinion of one family. They formulate practical and feasible strategies for governing the country, and serve for the unification of the world."

After Zhang He finished speaking, Zhang Liang frowned and said, "May I ask the teacher, isn't the miscellaneous family you are talking about just copying the head of a hundred schools? How can it be called the words of a family?"

Zhang He said: "No, no, how can Zifang say it's plagiarism?"

"This is called standing on the shoulders of giants to innovate. The words of a certain family are different from theirs. They have a higher philosophical innovation and a higher concept of governing the country."

"As the saying goes, it doesn't matter whether a cat is black or white, as long as it catches mice, it's a good cat. What does Zifang think?"

Zhang Liang pondered, although he agreed with Zhang He's point of view, he still felt that Zhang He was plagiarizing, and there was no originality at all.

But the few questions Zhang He raised drove him crazy. It was obvious that everyone knew the truth, but why was it like that?No one has ever studied it!

Zhang He was able to bring it up, which means that he has done in-depth research. Zhang Liang has been familiar with hundreds of classics since he was a child.

From today's perspective, he, Zhang Liang, has only scratched the surface, while Zhang He is the real expert.

"The student is reckless and asks the teacher for advice. The student wants to learn everything."

"Zifang, the principle of heaven and earth, how complicated and complicated, I have spent my whole life as a teacher, and I have only learned a little bit. Don't be greedy, otherwise you will lose your Dao heart and go crazy."

Zhang Liang was taken aback, and said with a smile: "Then disciple first learn why you punch me, and I feel pain!"

Zhang He glanced at Zhang Liang, and heard Zi Nu say, Zhang Liang is good at kung fu, and his swordsmanship is also superb, but in front of someone, aren't you looking for abuse?

"boom!"

whoosh...

Zhang Liang flew upside down and hit the ground fiercely, his whole body turned into shrimp, his head covered in cold sweat, thinking in his heart, Master has such a powerful internal force.

Master really understood the truth of "why do I feel so much pain when you punch me."

"Master, this disciple must learn this!"

Zhang He helped Zhang Liang up, and said with a smile, "How much pain do you feel?"

After Zhang Liang thought for a while, he said, "Master, it hurts a lot. This disciple seems to have been hit by some kind of force that has never been seen before."

Zhang He pretended to be deep, and said: "This is called force, and the effect of force is mutual. When I punch you for my master, you will fly away and feel the pain. In fact, the master also hurts!"

Zhang Liang was puzzled, and he didn't care about the pain anymore, because he caught the loophole in the teacher's sentence, stood up and debated: "Master, why did you stand still and my disciple flew away? Isn't this a contradiction?" ?”

Zhang He knew that this guy would be suspicious, and said with a smile: "Then you punch the wall with your fist and feel it, does it hurt?"

Zhang Liang: "..."

"Master, don't try, it must be because of my pain."

Zhang He said earnestly: "Just now I hit you with the hardest fist in the human body for the teacher, but the place where you bear the force is the weakest belly in the human body."

"This also involves the theory of doctors. The degree of perception of force by human nerves is different for each part... and the hardness of each part of the human body is also different. Just like when you hit a wall with your fist, your fist must be very painful. Your fist is not as hard as a wall!"

"The best example is when an egg hits a rock, who will break it?"

Zhang Liang thought carefully, and after a long time, he smiled and said, "Master, this disciple understands!"

"Disciple pays respects to master!"

"Ruzi can be taught!"

Zhang He helped Zhang Liang up, and said with a smile: "Tomorrow, I will go to your Confucian Jixia Academy with Master to discuss the great debate once every 20 years."

Zhang Liang was overjoyed. I'm afraid this big debate will be different from the past. With Master, who has learned the strengths of a hundred schools of thought, participating, it will definitely be exciting.

Moreover, this time, the younger generation of the Baijia team seemed to be very good.

"The disciple is willing to study with the master."

Zhang He nodded, and let Zhang Liang fight at that time, anyway, Zhang Liang is his disciple, as a master, how can he easily fight?

Chapter 139 Zhang He's Two King Bombs

However, in order to win the leader in the first battle, Zhang He went to Han Wangan's residence in Xianyang to invite Han Fei to join the team.

Han Fei is the representative of Legalism's [-] classics. Qin ruled the country by law, but he used miscellaneous theories to argue. spare tire.

It's not that King Qin didn't give Han Fei a chance, but Han Fei was as stubborn as an old cow and couldn't be pulled back. If Zhang He didn't persuade him several times, Han Fei would have been torn to pieces by King Qin's five horses.

But now Han Fei's family lives in a separate courtyard in Xianyang, where they eat and drink, their father is kind and their son is filial, and they live a comfortable life.

Zhang He opened the door and entered, and saw that Han Fei was holding a roll of bamboo slips in his hand, reading with great interest. Han Wangan was sitting on a chair, and the woman behind him was pinching his back.

The rest of the family members don't know where they went.

Maybe he went to farm, after all, King Qin couldn't support such a large group of people in vain.

"Han Houye is so elegant!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Han An's whole body trembled. He would never forget this voice until he died. That harmless young man was simply a nightmare in his life.

Han An stood up, then sat down again, pretending to be disdainful, and said, "Is Zhang Shangqing here to make fun of me, Han An?"

Zhang He laughed and said, "Why did Marquis Han say such a thing?"

"A certain person's visit today is a great opportunity to give Mr. Jiu a great opportunity. If Mr. Jiu is willing, he can soar into the sky and allow the entire Han family to live a rich and noble life again."

Han An glanced at Han Fei, who didn't turn his eyes, and sighed. If it weren't for this son's stubbornness, he might not be so aggrieved now.

South Korea is dead, and there is no chance to restore the country. Daqin is too powerful, and it is only a matter of time before the other five countries are swept away.

If the son becomes an official in the Qin State, why can't he reproduce the Han family's glory in the past.

pity……

Han An glanced at Zhang He, bent his body, turned around slowly, and went back to his room.

He won't worry about his son's affairs. No matter which path his son chooses, he will accompany him on the journey.

"Zhang Shangqing, please go back. I, Han Fei, will never serve the people of Qin."

Zhang He said with a smile: "Mr. Han has such a backbone!"

"Just, have you thought about your father? Have you thought about your family?"

"It's easy for you to die, and you can still leave a good reputation, but what about your family?"

"Filial piety comes first. You, Han Fei, can't even be a dutiful son. You still want to leave a good reputation? What a joke!"

Han Fei put down the bamboo slips, glanced at Zhang He, and said lightly, "This is the first time we meet Zhang Shangqing, so you don't have to provoke me, Han Fei. This kind of trick is useless to me."

Unrepentant, obstinate!Zhang He snorted coldly in his heart.

"You general, don't think highly of yourself. In this world, without you, Han Fei, the world will still run. No one is willing to shed a tear for you, except your old father Han An."

"The 20-year debate is about to start. Don't you want to be famous? When the opportunity comes, you can argue with someone if you have the guts. If you don't have the guts, just wait for King Qin's order!"

"By the way, your whole family may have to move to Lingnan."

"Death is like a lamp going out, everything vanishes into thin air..."

Zhang He turned and left without saying a word.

Han Fei's face was changing, his fists were clenched tightly, and his heart was extremely contradictory.

The hard work of his life is his theory, his idea of ​​ruling the country by law. In this troubled world, the rule of law is the best idea. Unfortunately, he did not have the opportunity to display it in South Korea, and South Korea perished.

Now if he wants to realize his ambition, there is only one way to go, and that is to become an official in Qin State. Qin State ruled the country by law and implemented his ideas. There is no doubt that as long as he is willing, King Qin can start to implement it. .

Han Fei took a deep breath, looked at Zhang He who was about to disappear, and took a step forward involuntarily.

"Zhang Shangqing, please wait..."

Zhang He snorted coldly in his heart. People like Han Fei may disregard his relatives, but they will never let his ideas and ambitions be dusted. People die like lights out. No, who would pick it up and use it.

A person with ideals and ambitions cannot let go of the ambitions in his heart.

Zhang He turned around slowly and looked at Han Fei: "Han Fei, do you have any last words? Tell me, someone will help you realize it."

Han Fei: "..."

Zhang Shangqing's mouth is really poisonous!

"I'll walk with you to Jixia Academy."

Zhang He walked into the yard again, and said with a smile: "Ninth Young Master, you can be proud of your talents, but you must not be too rigid, isn't that right!"