Daming: I really don’t want to be an emperor!

But Kong Ne still found a reason. We are saving the country in a roundabout way and we are sleeping on straw and tasting gall!

It's not some kind of surrender from the world.

“I thought that as a descendant of a saint, you would have something profound to say when you came to the stage and faced all the philosophers. I didn’t expect you to say something so absurd. I have something to say, and all philosophers should listen carefully.

During the time of Yuan Taizu and Yuan Ruizong, the Han dynasty was in decline, foreign races caused disasters, ancestral temples were overturned, and the country was in turmoil.

After Bayan, Hama, Ahama and others rose up one after another, bringing chaos to the world and bringing suffering to the people.

As a result, in the temple, rotten wood are officials, between the steps of the palace, beasts eat the salary, people with wolves and dogs are in power, and servile people are in power.

As a result, the sacred artifacts of the country were lost and thousands of people suffered. At this time of national crisis, what did Yanshenggong do? I have always known the origin of Yanshenggong.

"The Lord Yansheng has lived in Qufu for generations. He was first conferred a title by Emperor Renzong of Song. He should have assisted the emperor and the country, and made the Song Dynasty prosperous. But why did he surrender to the Yuan dogs and write letters of surrender? The Lord's crimes are so grave that they cannot be tolerated by heaven and earth!"

Liu Sanwu was holding a loud speaker in his hand, looking like he was giving orders about the country.

"Liu Sanwu! You are a heretic!"

Liu Sanwu's words directly broke Kong Ne's defense, and Kong Ne stood up in anger.

Liu Sanwu sneered and stood up angrily, holding a loudspeaker in one hand and pointing at Kong Ne with the other.

"Shut up! You shameless, immoral, incompetent, and idle old thief! Haven't you heard that all the scholars in the world are willing to eat your flesh alive? Fortunately, God's will has not ended for China, and Emperor Hongwu has succeeded to the throne of Purple Mountain. Since you are a flattering minister, you can only hide your head and live a simple life. How dare you claim to be destined in front of hundreds of schools? White-haired man! Old thief with a gray beard! When you die in the nine springs in the future, how can you face Confucius and Mencius?"

Liu Sanwu was firing on all cylinders, as if he was possessed by Prime Minister Zhuge Liang, and he was angry with everything, including the heavens, the earth, and the air.

"I...I...you..." Kong Ne covered his chest with his hands, as if he was about to have a heart attack.

Liu Sanwu continued to rebuke, "You flatterer, you have lived for thirty-four years in vain, and have never done anything good in your life. You can only talk nonsense and help the thieves to do evil. You are a dog with a broken spine, and you dare to bark in front of the hundred families? I have never seen such a shameless person!"

At the age of thirty-four, he is old enough to be a grandfather, so you can call him an old man. There is nothing wrong in calling him an old thief.

"You...Puff..." Kong Ne spat out a mouthful of blood and fell backwards.

"Derivative Public!"

Several great scholars rushed to the debate stage, helped Kong Ne up, and pinched his Ren Zhong point.

"Liu Sanwu, you are so insolent! Today, I will represent Confucianism and have a debate with you!"

The great scholar Xu Miao stood up and was about to debate with Liu Sanwu.

Liu Sanwu readily agreed, "Sure! I'll let you come up with the questions."

"No need. My Confucianism is the leader among all schools of thought. We are the sages of the world. Why should we give way to the lesser schools? I'll let you set the questions!"

Xu Miao was wearing a Confucian robe and looked gentle and elegant, but at this moment he was filled with grief and anger.

Liu Sanwu was not polite, "Okay! My topic is that the ancient sage Confucius founded Confucianism, which uses the Six Arts as the basic teaching content, including the six subjects of etiquette, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and mathematics. It covers all aspects of morality, intelligence, and physical fitness, and is used to cultivate gentlemen with both moral integrity and talent, and elegant demeanor. Therefore, it is also called the Six Arts of Gentlemen, right?"

"Yes."

Xu Miao nodded, this statement was irrefutable.

Liu Sanwu nodded, "Okay, then I would like to ask Xu Daru, how many of the rituals, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy and mathematics do you know?"

"I……"

Xu Miao was so choked by these words that he almost choked on his own saliva.

It's okay for me to read and write, but forget it if I'm asked to ride a horse or shoot arrows.

"Haha, you who betray your ancestors and clan, are you worthy of being called the descendant of a saint? How dare you take on the responsibility of educating people? You are simply misleading the country and the people. Get out of here now!

If Confucianism had not interrupted my martial nature, if all the scholars in the world could pacify the world with their pens and conquer the world with their horses, how could the Central Plains have a chance to rule the country?"

Liu Sanwu was not polite at all today.

Xu Miao was defeated in one round.

Another great Confucian stood up, "Liu Sanwu, you are too arrogant! My Confucianism has been educating people for thousands of years, and its achievements are unparalleled! What's wrong with having made mistakes? None of us are saints, and no one is without mistakes. My Confucianism has made achievements for thousands of years, and it can't erase a single mistake? Ridiculous!"