The Qin Dynasty opened the Hengqu Four Sentences, sweeping away all the schools of thought

Confucianism, Xiaoshengxian Village.

The place where Xunzi practiced meditation in seclusion was filled with sparse bamboo shadows and the aroma of tea. The once young Zifang is now dressed in a green robe, with firm eyes and a gentle and gentlemanly appearance.

An old man and a young man are playing chess against each other.

"Teacher's chess skills have reached the master level. I am willing to admit defeat." Zhang Liang bowed and admitted defeat.

"Zifang, don't be too modest. With your intelligence and talent, I'm afraid it won't be long before I can no longer be your opponent." Xunzi stroked his long beard with a smile. Perhaps because of winning the game, he seemed to be in a very good mood. "Zifang, you have been my disciple for five years, right?"

"Yes, teacher." Zhang Liang replied respectfully.

"At your age now, it's time for you to get married and start a family." Xunzi pondered for a moment, "Your second brother sent me a message a few days ago, saying that he met a wonderful woman with a beauty that could make the moon and flowers ashamed. She is well-educated and talented, and he plans to introduce this woman to you."

"Now that we calculate the time, it's almost time."

"Isn't Senior Brother Han Fei also unmarried?" Zhang Liang's face turned red with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Master, Senior Brother Han Fei has arrived at the school with his guests." A little boy came to report.

"Zifang, let's go. Accompany me and see what tricks your senior brother is trying to play." Xunzi stood up with a smile and walked towards the school slowly.

"I am Han Fei, the disciple, and I am honored to meet you, teacher." Han Fei bowed respectfully.

Xunzi nodded slightly and looked Han Fei up and down. "I haven't seen you for a few years. You seem to be more majestic."

"Ziliang meets Senior Brother Han Fei." Zhang Liang took the initiative to greet him. He was very happy to meet him again after not seeing him for several years.

Han Fei felt guilty and walked quickly to Zhang Liang, nodding with satisfaction. "Gentle, elegant, and a gentleman."

Han Fei has always treated Zhang Liang as his younger brother, but at this moment a thought flashed through his mind: if only Zifang was a girl, she would be the perfect wife in his mind.

Shaking off the absurd thoughts in his mind, Han Fei began to introduce Gongsun Linglong to Zhang Liang, just as Su Xuan had introduced her to him at the beginning.

Gongsun Linglong stood at the back of the alley, looking at Han Fei's gentle and handsome appearance, and was extremely satisfied.

"Ms. Gongsun is a famous scholar, good at debate, and has always admired Confucianism. She has come from afar to study and discuss." He looked at Fu Nian and Yan Lu, "Please ask my senior and junior brothers to help Ziliang test whether Miss Gongsun has real talent and knowledge."

Zhang Liang frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong.

"I cannot show my true face to you at the moment, please forgive me." She stood behind a screen and said in a serious tone, "I have three questions. I would like one of you, Mr. Yan Lu or Mr. Zhang Liang, to answer each of them."

"Suppose there is a race between a rabbit and a tortoise. The rabbit is ten times faster than the tortoise. The tortoise starts 100 meters ahead and the rabbit is chasing behind. Can the rabbit catch up with the tortoise?"

Yan Lu took the lead and asked, "How many meters is the total distance of the race?"

Gongsun Linglong smiled slightly and casually said a number, "Five hundred meters."

"In this way, the rabbit can catch up with the tortoise." Yan Lu answered affirmatively.

"No," Gongsun Linglong argued, "In a race, the pursuer must reach the starting point of the pursued. Only when they are at the same position can they be considered as having caught up. Do you agree with me, Mr. Yan Lu?"

Yan Lu nodded.

Gongsun Linglong smiled and said, "When the rabbit reaches the turtle's position, the turtle must move forward a certain distance. Suppose this distance is ten meters. Does the rabbit need to reach the turtle's starting point to catch up with it?"

"In this way, there will be a constant new starting point, so the rabbit will never catch up with the tortoise."

Yan Lu frowned and thought for a long time, but he couldn't think of any way to refute. Finally, he sighed and admitted defeat.

In the first debate, Gongsun Linglong won.

"I believe that the sky and the earth are low, and the mountains and the marshes are flat. Do you agree?" Gongsun Linglong began the second debate.

Fu Nian thought for a moment and said in a deep voice, "Sir, there is no point in debating this question. The saying that the sky is low and the earth is low, and the mountains are flat and the marshes are flat, is just relative. When you stand at different angles, you will see different things. When we stand here, we see the sky and the earth. When we stand on the endless plain, we see the sky and the earth connected. When we stand upside down, what we see is completely opposite to what we usually see."

"Within a certain range, what you said is indeed true, and I agree with your point of view."

"Beyond this scope, Fu Nian does not agree with your point of view."

"Confucianism really has many talented people. I lost this debate." Gongsun Linglong was convinced of her defeat. Although this was a debate, it was actually a trap. If the debaters directly answered that they agreed or disagreed, they would lose the debate directly.

The so-called debate usually has a fixed structural framework, and this consciousness will also be formed in the minds of the contestants. There are very few people who can jump out of the framework. As a senior brother of Confucianism, it is normal for Fu Nian to have this ability.

"This is the last debate. Please help me solve my doubts, Mr. Zhang Liang." Gongsun Linglong's voice came out.

"May I ask, sir, for a woman, which of the two is more important, beauty, talent, or character?"

"It's talent and moral character." Zhang Liang answered without hesitation.

"Sir, do you judge people by their appearance?" Gongsun Linglong asked again.

"No." Zhang Liang shook his head slightly.

"Mr. Zhang Liang, what do you think of me?" Gongsun Linglong asked immediately.

"Ms. Gongsun is naturally very smart..." Zhang Liang sensed something was wrong and said hesitantly, "Sir, you don't seem to be debating?"

Gongsun Linglong stared at Zhang Liang intently. If this were an anime, she would have stars in her eyes and be infatuated with him.

"Mr. Zhang Liang is really good at talking." She said delicately, "I'm sure his tongue identification skills are also very impressive."

"Hard, white, and stone can only be combined with two of them, but not all of them at the same time. Do you agree with me?"

This is the famous theory of hardness and whiteness. Zhang Liang pondered for a moment and then said, "Hardness and whiteness, when you look at it with your eyes, you feel its whiteness, so it is called white stone. When you touch it with your body, you feel its hardness, so it is called hard stone. The so-called separation of whiteness and hardness, in fact, is to separate vision and touch, and have two completely different properties..."

Gongsun Linglong looked at Zhang Liang with loving eyes, as if she was looking at her ideal husband. As for the debate, she had long forgotten about it.

When Zhang Liang finished his speech, she chuckled and said, "Mr. Zhang Liang, you are right. I have lost this argument."

"Brother Han Fei has agreed to let me study Confucianism for a period of time. I hope Mr. Zhang Liang will give me more guidance in the future."

She walked slowly out of the curtain with lotus steps, took off her mask, twisted her fingers lightly, and said shyly, "My name is Gongsun Linglong, and I am honored to meet Mr. Zhang Liang."

Zhang Liang was struck by lightning. He turned around and saw that Han Fei had already run away. He smiled bitterly and said, "Miss Gongsun... is really as beautiful as a flower."

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