Xiao Hao suddenly sat upright, his disdainful smile on his face also restrained and began to become serious.↗, after all, he was a Grand Secretary of Purple Qi, and Xiao Hao dared not be careless. He especially wanted to defeat a Grand Secretary in terms of verbal words, and he could not take the wrong steps, or completely take the wrong steps. In other words, other knowledge is of course important; but it is also necessary to extract parts from Confucian classics! In this way, a perfect debate can be formed.

Use his spear to attack his shield!!!

"Mr. Kong, I heard that Confucianism values ​​etiquette and music, right?"

"Yes!" Kong Xiang did not hesitate! Let's not talk about whether there are any traps or any wrong inducement between these sentences, but this sentence itself has only one answer! Especially for Confucianism, there is only one affirmative answer!

"Then I ask again, Confucianism emphasizes filial piety and brotherhood?"

"Yes!" Kong Xiang still didn't hesitate, but suddenly he began to feel a bad feeling in his heart.

"Okay!" Xiao Hao suddenly clapped his hands and laughed, as if there had been a result, and he had defeated the other party, or he would have stepped on it a few steps. "Mr. Kong, you know that no one has died in life since ancient times; but if the father grows old, then the descendants will have to be mourned for three years. Is that right?"

"Hmm?" Kong Xiang looked at Xiao Hao, and was already a little dissatisfied. Is such a topic suitable for discussion? But he nodded, "This is filial piety, as a son, you must do it!"

"But I don't understand!" Xiao Hao's face suddenly changed, "Sage Kong valued etiquette and music. But if he had been filial for three years, how would he pay attention to etiquette and music?

If you don’t do rituals for three years, the etiquette will be broken! If you don’t do rituals for three years, the music will collapse. This is a big mistake for rituals to break down!

According to Confucianism, filial piety is the first, so where are the rituals and music placed?

Confucius said that he would use rituals and music to restore the world's great governance! But now, because of this, the rituals and music will collapse. Tsk... Mr. tells me, what should I do?"

"Loyalty and righteousness are hard to achieve both!" Kong Xiang's face began to sweat, but he still pretended to be calm.

Next to her, Xiang'er looked at Xiao Hao with admiration, her bright eyes full of admiration.

However, Princess Qingyue opened her mouth slightly and was unbelievable. The first time I heard that someone asked about Confucian classics like this! Both views were extracted from Confucian classics, rather than using hearsays, so-called social reality, etc.!

"It is difficult to achieve both loyalty and righteousness? Mr. Kong, is this saying that one thing is done?" Xiao Hao picked up the teacup and twitched his tsk.

"You need to do your own things by yourself! But the etiquette and music can be inherited by students!" Kong Xiang's face replied in an instant.

"Okay! It was the gentleman who answered this question. Then I'll ask the second question.

I heard that my father passed away and he had been mourning for three years, but why did Confucianism maintain mourning for 25 months? The first two years were 12 months each, and the third year was only one month? Is this three years? Is my math not good, please teach me!" Xiao Hao bowed his hand in a decent manner.

"Hehe..." Xiang'er couldn't help it, but she quickly covered her mouth, but her eyes were like a clear spring, dripping around; especially when she looked at Kong Xiang, she saw from her head to her feet, as if she was looking at this person, who had been hypocritical from head to toe!

"I..." At this moment, Kong Xiang was really sweating profusely, but the old man was the prime minister. When he turned his eyes, he had an answer, "This is a ceremony passed down since ancient times!"

"But I heard that Saint Kong is a real person?" Xiao Hao's words were just cursing people.

"Three thousand disciples of the Holy Master are bound to have unworthy descendants." Kong Xiang was so proud that he was willing to do anything!

"Okay!" The ridicule on Xiao Hao's face had already made Princess Qingyue next to him unable to bear it, but Xiao Hao did not stop. "I heard that Saint Kong advocated that his father would be filial for three years after his death; his mother would be filial for one year after his death! Is it because his mother is inferior to his father?"

"No!" At this moment, Kong Xiang didn't think about it. If he had been sure, he would definitely be drowned by the world's snorkel. But then, Kong Xiang's face had begun to change to the point of turning green! He was already secretly regretting in his heart, why did he come to find this little bastard!

Xiao Hao smiled, "That's because my father is more noble than my mother? So my father has to wear raw hemp and burlap for three years after his death, and my mother has to work hard for one year after his death. The linen must be cut with a knife; and the linen for the mother can be cut with scissors!

Since I was sensible, I have been thinking for eight years and I have no choice. Please teach me!"

Xiao Hao just pointed at Kong Xiang and scolded: You are ignorant!

"This... this is a ceremony passed down since ancient times!" Kong Xiang was exhausted and thought of the excuse before again.

"Hey..." Xiao Hao suddenly sighed and shook his head and said, "Sage Kong said that he knew it was impossible! I don't know how to be filial to you?"

Kong Xiang's veins were already swelling all over his body, and his joints were creaking! "Thank you, Mr. Xiao, for your teaching!"

"Hey, my mother is pregnant for ten months and has been holding her children for three years. Only then can we be the ones we are today!" Xiao Hao suddenly felt a little moved. At this time, he was not just facing Kong Xiang completely, but also had some of his own feelings.

Finally, Kong Xiang, who was in a turbulent momentum, had to surrender to Xiao Hao. What Xiao Hao borrowed was all from Confucian classics; as a Confucian scholar of Purple Qi, Kong Xiang could not argue with all his words!

Xiao Hao paused for a moment and spoke again: "Mr. Kong, I also heard that Confucianism says that being a farmer is a villain and looks down on the farmers. Is there any such thing?"

"Yes!" Kong Xiang had already given up. This allusion came from Confucius; and as a descendant of the Kong family, Kong Xiang could not doubt his ancestors! This is the academic atmosphere of this world.

"Oh, so I wonder where Mr. Kong's food comes from? Could it be that it is raised by nature? At noon, sweat drips into the soil. Who knows that every grain of food on the plate is hard! Alas..."

"I...I...Thank you, Master Xiao, for waking up!" Kong Xiang's face was already dark. He felt that the seat under his butt seemed to be a nail board!

Xiang'er was already trembling with laughter, and her little hands covered her mouth hard to prevent her from laughing out loud! Princess Qingyue was also slightly open and didn't know how to express her emotions; but she was already a little excited in her eyes. Wang Fei, the minister and student beside Xiao Hao, held a charcoal pen in her hand, constantly writing and recording what happened today, but the excitement on her body could no longer be concealed.

However, Xiao Hao put down the teacup and suddenly asked, "Mr. Kong, what if someone comes to kill me but I catch it?"

"Repay grievances with righteousness and repay kindness with virtue!" Kong Xiang was already confused at this time. But he had been the prime minister after all, and he realized it in a flash, but it was too late!

"Mr. Xie's teaching!" Xiao Hao suddenly bowed his hand, and then turned directly to Wang Fei next to him, "It's OK!"

"Okay teacher!" Wang Fei turned around and left. Soon a white-haired Confucian scholar was escorted by Xiao Hao's door. Below the white hair was a blue-black iron chain, which was clanging.

"Brush!" Kong Xiang stood up suddenly, his face changed, but suddenly he covered his face and left!
Chapter completed!