Chapter 2011 Discussion Through Time (Lazy Cat Rolling and Sleeping in the Sun)

Fangzheng has been attracting attention before, after all, he is the most handsome among all the people here. But now when Ba Chou said his name, everyone was shocked, even Ji Yanran's eyes widened, looking at him in surprise.

"Could this be Mr. Fang Zheng, the famous 'Qin Sage' of the six kingdoms?"

Nima, what the hell kind of title is this.

Hearing this title, Fang's face darkened slightly. What the hell is Qin Sheng? What if you sound like a lover?

Although he complained in his heart, Fangzheng still got up and saluted everyone.

"Fang Zheng is here."

But at this moment, a man on the other side sneered and stared at him.

"I've heard of Mr. Fang's name for a long time, and it's like thunder. It's unimaginable to hear that Mr. Fang killed eight hundred horse thieves with one person and one piano."

"Oh, thank you for the compliment."

Fangzheng chuckled, and sat down directly. This kind of thick-skinned made everyone present stunned. They could hear the sarcasm and disbelief in the other party's words. They were thinking about how Fang Zheng would respond, but they didn't expect the other party to accept it like this...

However, these people were obviously fighting against each other, and soon, another person dressed as a scribe took over.

"However, Mr. Fang is so bloodthirsty, it is too contrary to heaven. I heard that Mr. Fang has killed tens of thousands of horse thieves since he traveled in the six countries. Isn't he afraid of being punished by God for such wanton killing? , Those horse thieves were only forced to do it by the people who were displaced by the war. Although they have their own faults, they are not born evil. Mr. Fang's killing spree is really disgusting."

"That's right, not to mention killing people with a zither... such absurd thing, it's unimaginable, only those rural folks would believe it..."

For a moment, everyone laughed or sneered, which made Bacchus look a bit uneasy, while Fang Zheng sat beside him eating snacks and fruits quite calmly, as if he didn't care at all.

It wasn't until everyone's criticism of Fang Zheng came to an end that Ji Yanran looked at Fang Zheng curiously.

"Why didn't Mr. Fang refute?"

"have nothing to say."

Fangzheng grabbed a grape and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Because these people aren't saying what they think."

"Mr. Fang, what does this mean?"

"It's very simple."

Facing Ji Yanran's question, Fang Zheng chuckled.

"They say I'm bloodthirsty, so if they really think so, they shouldn't say that in front of me. Are they really not afraid that I will turn around and send them to heaven?"

"Then Mr. Fang, would you do this?"

"certainly."

Fangzheng nodded again, then he narrowed his eyes and scanned the surroundings.

"I'm not the kind of idiot who just gets scolded and doesn't answer back. Since you have opinions on me, I might as well just say it. From now on, whoever dares to speak nonsense in front of me will not even want to see the sun tomorrow morning." ...Well, of course, out of politeness, I won't do it at Yahu Xiaozhu, after all, everyone Ji is not suitable for the job of collecting corpses, so I will do what I say."

As Fangzheng's voice fell, a cold murderous intent suddenly emerged, sweeping past everyone like the cold air of the twelfth lunar month, which made everyone shiver involuntarily. They opened their mouths to say something, but But instinctively unable to speak, a fear from the depths of the heart, as if encountering a natural enemy, arises spontaneously, and some people even fight their teeth involuntarily.

"Look, Master Ji, the problem has been solved."

Glancing around again, Fangzheng looked at Ji Yanran with a smile, while the latter shook his head helplessly.

"Mr. Fang's approach is a bit domineering."

"I don't think there is anything overbearing. I gave a choice, and they made a choice... If they make a choice, they have to bear the consequences."

Having said this, Fangzheng lowered his voice.

"Anyone is the same."

Hearing Fang Zheng's answer, Ji Yanran frowned slightly.

"Is it the same for Yan Ran?"

"I believe everyone in Ji will make a smart and wise choice."

Fang Zheng chuckled and leaned back on the back of the chair.

"Anyone is responsible for what he does. For example, you can say bad things about me behind your back. It doesn't matter. It's your freedom. But if you say bad things about me and I hear you, then you can say bad things about me. You deserve to be beaten up or killed outright... I think this is very fair and reasonable."

"Mr. Fang's way of speaking is very unique."

Ji Yanran was not angry because of this, on the contrary, she looked at Fangzheng curiously.

"Mr. Fang's words are quite straightforward, but unexpectedly reasonable... It's really surprising."

"If you want to reason with others, you have to speak the truth that they can understand. The same is true for educating people. We don't expect everyone in the world to be able to read poetry and books thoroughly, so there is no need for such sour words as Wenqing. If you want people to understand, understand, and abide by reason, you must go deep into the masses and tell them straightforwardly in a way that the people like to hear and see."

Hearing this, not only Ji Yanran thought about it, but even Lord Xinling and Lord Longyang showed thoughtful expressions, and soon Lord Xinling looked at Fangzheng.

"Mr. Fang's remarks are really ingenious. You have such a fantastic idea, why don't you join the Wang family and make a career out of it?"

"Because I'm not interested."

Fangzheng waved his hand. Someone with the identity of Mr. Xinling must have investigated him a long time ago, and he also knew that he had rejected the solicitation of high-level officials from other countries. Obviously, Wei Guo would not be a special one.

"Compared to this boring thing, I have more important things to do."

"boring?"

This time, not only Lord Xinling was surprised, but even Ji Yanran spoke up.

"Assisting the royal family and helping the world, is there anything more important than this? Please tell me, Mr. Fang."

"certainly."

The corners of Fangzheng's mouth curled up slightly.

"That's the inheritance of knowledge."

"knowledgeable……………"

"………inherited?"

"That's right."

Looking at the confused crowd in front of him, Fangzheng nodded.

"The world will be divided for a long time and must be united for a long time. There is no eternal dynasty, and there is no eternal kingship. What about unifying the world? After a hundred years, it will still be a pile of red dust and white dust. Human beings are progressing and society is developing. The collapse of kingship is not uncommon. , The destruction of the country is not important, but the inheritance of knowledge is precious. Knowledge will affect all aspects of us, not high-spirited speeches in court, nor intrigues among nobles."

Having said this, Fangzheng patted Bachou beside him.

"Just like this Mr. Ba Tuo Ba, the things he studies are almost useless in everyone's eyes, that is, he cannot win the favor of the king, nor can he win the favor of beautiful women, but the things he studies are the most impossible things in this world. It’s missing. To put it bluntly, this Mr. Ba’s influence in my heart is much greater than that of you all, and his name may last forever.”

"Mr. Fang's words are a bit too much."

At this time, another scribe couldn't help but speak.

"How can he be so good that he can be compared with someone like Lord Xinling? Master Ji is both civil and military, and has extraordinary beauty. Isn't he more qualified to be famous in history?"

"Well said."

Fangzheng shrugged.

"However, it is a pity that history is not up to you, nor is it up to me, and it is not even up to the king."

"Then according to Mr. Fang, who is in charge of this history?"

At this time, Mr. Longyang, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke. His voice was melodious and melodious, which sounded like a female voice. Fang Zheng glanced at him again and continued.

"Of course it's the common people."

"The people of Limin?"

"That's right."

Fangzheng nodded.

"Indeed, as the saying goes, the mouth of the people is better than the mouth of the river. Indeed, because of the persecution of the king, the historians in your court may have to praise the fatuous king, or write down the original wise king. This is also very normal. After all, historians rely on the royal family for food and dare not refuse. But who cares about what you think of a king who is thousands of miles away? They will only say that when my grandma was in the generation, the world The environment is much better than it is now, or it was much worse than it is now... And this kind of record is also the most authentic record. They will pass it down from generation to generation, and maybe even after a thousand years, they will tell My own descendants, in those years, there were constant wars here, and our ancestors did what they did..."

Having said this, Fangzheng spread his hands.

"What can you do to them? This kind of inheritance will not be cut off. The memory of the ancestors and the records of the past will continue forever. You can change the history books and set up monuments, but how do you change the folk sayings? Do you still want to Let them not open their mouths to speak, or kill them all?"

"This... this is clever talk!"

The scribe from before was also pale at the moment.

"What does this have to do with what I said earlier?"

"Okay, it's a bit far away, so let's bring the topic back and talk about the previous topic. It is true that Lord Xinling now has great power and great influence. But what about hundreds of years later? At that time, Lord Xinling still had Is it so beautiful? Or how many people will remember him? But what about Mr. Ba?"

Fangzheng patted Bachou's shoulder with a smile.

"He solved the problem of Pythagoreanism, that is to say, as long as Mr. Ba collects this solution into a book and publishes it in a volume, all people who learn this knowledge in the future will learn Mr. Ba's solution to Pythagoreanism, and naturally You know Mr. Ba's name... unless Pythagoreanism no longer exists in this world, but do you think it is possible?"

“……………………”

This time, no one spoke at last, and even Lord Xinling and Lord Longyang pondered and began to think. They have always focused on the years or decades in front of them, and they have never looked at the world from hundreds or even thousands of years like Fang Zheng.

Now that Fangzheng said this, they also began to think about this issue. Indeed, what Fang Zheng said was harsh at first, but it is not unreasonable. The famous family is indeed beautiful, but if it is said to be destroyed, it is a matter of flipping hands. But it is almost impossible to say that the whole world will not use triangles in the future.

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion. They have worked so hard, and they are not sure whether they will be famous in history in the future. And this Ba Tuo reserved a seat without saying a word?

What kind of world is this!

Thinking about it this way, the wine in the glass was no longer fragrant, and the beauties in front of them didn't bother to look at them, so they all left and went back to doubt life.

Fangzheng didn't feel guilty for disturbing the banquet at all, and planned to say goodbye with a smile, but what he didn't expect was that this Master Ji ran down directly and stopped in front of him.

"What Mr. Fang said is really enlightening. If you don't think Yanran is presumptuous, why don't you stay in this Yahu Xiaozhu and talk with Yanran at night?"