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Zicong sat down and said calmly, "Sir, please come up with a question."

At this time, Confucian scholars gave way one after another, and a white horse was brought in from outside. When Yan Lu saw this white horse, his heart skipped a beat: Gongsun's white horse...not good!He could almost tell what Gongsun Linglong was going to ask next.

Gongsun Linglong caressed the white horse very much, "This white horse is a family heirloom passed down from generation to generation in my Gongsun family, so let's use this as the title, how about it?"

Zicong nodded, "Okay, let's use horses as the topic."

But Gongsun Linglong said: "Wrong, the theme is the white horse."

Zi Cong was puzzled, "Mr. said that this horse is the subject, and I also agree to use the horse as the subject. What's wrong?"

Gongsun Linglong emphasized again: "This debate is about white horses, not horses."

Zicong asked: "For Mr. Gongsun, is there a difference between a white horse and a horse?"

Gongsun Linglong asked back: "For Xiongtai, is there no difference between a white horse and a horse?"

Zicong said calmly: "Everyone knows that whether it is a white horse or a dark horse, they are all horses in the first place."

Gongsun Linglong waved her hand, "It's wrong, it's a big mistake. How can a white horse be a horse?"

The people present were in an uproar, what does this mean?Could it be that the people of Gongsun's family are crazy?But Qin Fu raised his eyebrows. A white horse is not a horse. Is this the essence of the sophistry of the Gongsun family?

Zicong asked: "A white horse is not a horse, why did Mr. Gongsun say that?"

Gongsun Linglong said: "There are many colors of horses in this world, such as white, black, brown, red, yellow, and gray. Do you know about this?"

Zi Cong nodded, "Of course I know."

Gongsun Linglong said again: "If your mount is a white horse, and someone borrows it for a day and gives you back a black horse the next day, and tells you that it is the same, it is a horse anyway, would you agree?"

Zi Cong thought for a while, "This...uh, I can't agree."

"Conversely, if someone says that a horse is equal to a white horse, or that a horse is equal to a black horse, doesn't that mean that a white horse is equal to a black horse? So, a horse is not equal to a white horse, is this correct?"

Seeing the trick, Zi Cong was speechless, "This..."

Gongsun Linglong smiled, "That's it. Since I said that a horse is not equal to a white horse, then I said that this white horse is not a horse. Is there anything wrong?"

Zi Cong stuck: "Uh..."

A white horse is not a horse... This famous Gongsun is really not to be underestimated. Although she clearly knows that her words are fallacious, but thinking about it from her perspective, she can't find the problem. How will Zi Cong get through this difficulty?

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☆, 20 white horses are not horses

Zicong was silent for a while, and finally said: "Mr. is wrong."

Gongsun Linglong raised her eyebrows, "Oh?"

Zicong said: "Mr.'s reasoning seems to be reasonable, but it is actually absurd. Although the so-called white horse is not a horse, it sounds impeccable, but many unchanging facts in the world will not change because of the outcome of a debate. He said conclusively: a white horse is not a horse, but the horse will not disappear from the world because of this debate, and this kind of avenue of heaven and earth is the goal of Confucianism’s cultivation of words.”

"That's right, what Zicong said is right!" The people beside him echoed in a low voice, no matter how Gongsun Linglong argues, the truth of the world will not change.

Gongsun Linglong laughed loudly when she heard Zicong's defense, but ignored the eyes of others. This smile made others baffled.

Zicong asked: "What are you laughing at, sir?"

Gongsun Linglong said with a sarcastic smile: "I laughed at Confucianism saying that they must call heaven and earth monarchs, relatives and teachers, respect the ancients and respect the sages, but I have even forgotten my ancestors!"

Zicong frowned, "May I ask why you made such a statement?"

Gongsun Linglong said: "There is a well-known person who once agreed with our famous saying that a white horse is not a horse. He is also a Confucian, and everyone should be familiar with it."

"Who is it?" Zicong carefully searched for such a person in his memory, but he couldn't think of who it was for a long time.

"It's Master Kong, the patriarch of your Confucianism!"

Zicong's tone finally couldn't keep calm, and he sped up his speech, "When did my Mr. Kong agree with the white horse?"

Gongsun Linglong waved her hand, "As a scholar, I don't know my own allusions. Alas, let me teach you again today. When the King of Chu lost a bow when he went hunting, his followers wanted to find it. Said: Chu people lost it, Chu people got it, why bother to look for it? Is there such a thing?"

After thinking about it, indeed, "Yes."

"Then what did your Master Kong say when he heard it?"

Zicong replied: "The patriarch is worthy of being a master of a generation. After he learned about this, he thought that people should broaden their horizons. Everyone is equal. There is no need to distinguish between Chu people or people from other countries. Therefore, he told the king of Chu , it’s enough to say that people lose what they gain, so why talk about Chu people?”

Gongsun Linglong smiled, "Isn't this the proof?"

"How to say?" Zi Cong has not yet reacted.

"If Chu people are the same as humans, why did Confucius correct the King of Chu? Obviously, he thought that Chu people and people have two different meanings, so he corrected the King of Chu, right? Since Confucius If you think Chu people are not human beings, wouldn’t that coincide with my white horse not being a horse? Brother, don’t you admit defeat?”

Zi Cong realized that he had nothing to say, so he could only sigh helplessly.

In the silence, there was a burst of applause. It turned out to be Li Si. Fu Nian, he came today to embarrass Confucianism.And now, it seems that the goal has been achieved.Little Shengxian Zhuang regards himself as a sage, and if this matter gets out, they will definitely lose face.

"Everyone here has become my defeated opponent, now..." Gongsun Linglong looked around contemptuously.

Qin Fu clenched one hand into a fist, these bastards... put their hands on the wheel and wanted to get out, but Zhang Liang was held down in time, she gritted her teeth and snorted.

"Sir, you are wrong. There are still disciples in Confucianism who have never asked for advice." Holding Qin Fu down, Zhang Liang spoke loudly.

"Huh?" Gongsun Linglong watched Zhang Liang get out of his seat and sit in front of her, and immediately smiled, "It turns out that Mr. Confucianism is the third-in-charge ovary, and he is really handsome and talented!"

Qin Fu grinds his teeth, dead fat woman.

"Where is it, Zifang is a Confucianist, so he is a disciple with stupid qualifications." Zhang Liang said modestly.

"You and I are going to compete with each other today, you have to show your real skills!" Gongsun Linglong did not forget to wink, "Don't just see her as a beautiful and weak woman and feel sorry for her." She also pretended to be charming. Poor looking.

"Okay, then you're welcome." Suppressing the hair on his back, Zhang Liang's voice trembled, and he asked, "What's the topic?"

"Then why not use the white horse as the topic, how about it?" To deal with Zhang Liang, even Gongsun Linglong may not be sure of the general debate skills, so it is better to use the white horse directly.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Liang stopped when he heard that the subject was still about horses, "Sir, please wait a moment." He waved to a young boy who had just arrived, "Ziming, come here!"

A sound of footsteps came in, and he sighed in boredom. With this sound, Qin Fu's mouth opened slightly. How did Zhang Liang get this child in? Unfortunately, this child has inherited the position of Mohist giant. Tianming, who was born in Beijing, has now transformed into a Confucian disciple Ziming!

Tianming's tone was so arrogant that he almost went to the sky, and he was still reluctant, "Why me again, every time you meet such an easy opponent, you just push it to me, there is no challenge at all!"

A drop of sweat dripped from the back of Zhang Liang's head, isn't that what was written in the lines?But since he said so, he just took the opportunity to vent his anger, "I have wronged you, I will definitely find you a stronger opponent next time!"

"Okay, next time you have to find me a decent opponent." Tianming walked over and sat down on the seat, not well dressed, loose, like a few A piece of cloth is barely hanging on the body.

Seeing Zhang Liang sitting back, Qin Fu muttered, "What are you doing!"

"What the hell are you doing!" Even Yan Lu on the side couldn't help asking, he had never seen this child in Confucianism, where did he come from?

Zhang Liang smiled mysteriously and remained silent.

Qin Fu pouted, cut his mouth, and actually sent Tianming to Li Si, in case something went wrong, he would be responsible, huh?

Tianming sat on the mat in a carefree manner, without a serious look, and his tone naturally lacked the humility of Confucianism, "They all said that I had the least education, and every time they encountered weak opponents, they would send me out. You must also be the least educated in your place?" The one who said this looked at Gongsun Linglong opposite him with a sympathetic look.

Gongsun Linglong had originally prepared the "wonderful enjoyment" of arguing with Zhang Liang, but looking at the wild child in front of her who didn't know which ravine ran out of it, and who even spoke rudely to herself, she couldn't get angry , but above the high hall, he could only bear with it, forced a smile on his face, and didn't make any rebuttals.