What we do is nothing more than teaching and spreading the way of heaven. In this case, why should we abandon the near and seek the far away? Wouldn't it be better to respect the way of heaven?"

A sudden surge of water suddenly woke everyone up. When they looked at Liu Zongzhou again, they found that this person was slightly unfamiliar.

Is this still the master Shendu who always touches people's hearts and speaks the truth?

What he said actually broke through the barriers of Confucianism. Did even Confucius regard it as an equal?

At this time, the sun jumped out of the horizon, spreading its blood-red light all over the earth.

Liu Zongzhou stared at the bright land and chanted slowly.

"Hundreds of schools of thought were deposed to meet the emperor's wishes; Cheng and Zhu Xiansheng defeated people's hearts. The King of Qin unified Confucianism and destroyed it. In troubled times, there is no need to talk about Zhongni."

Those present were all well-educated people, and they instantly understood the profound meaning of the poem.

But just because they understood, everyone was pried open from their solidified bodies, as if they saw a brand new world.

Liu Zongzhou leaned over and picked a decaying weed, put it in his hand and stared at it for a moment, then turned back to look at everyone. He picked up the grass, smiled, and said loudly: "In the troubled times of the Spring and Autumn Period, Confucianism was not prominent; in today's troubled times, what is the use of Confucianism? Dear gentlemen,

Only the way of heaven, that is, Confucianism, can save people and ourselves."

The bright sunshine shines from the east, covering Liu Zongzhou with a layer of holy brilliance.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the weeds in his hands turned out to be full and tall, green and full of life!

Everyone's hearts and minds were cleansed, and their minds were no longer shackles. They all paid tribute to Liu Zongzhou sincerely.
Chapter completed!