Chapter 235 If I Were a Bad Official

Wei Xinglu responded quickly: "This shows that the court attaches less and less importance to the Tongzi Ke. Even though Jin Cheng said that two eight-year-old Tongzi Lang eventually became prime ministers, the court is still reducing the Tongzi Ke. This shows... This shows that, except for those two people, many of the other Tongzi Lang who became officials at a very young age are not capable of doing the job. Jin Cheng is avoiding the important issue!"

Jiang Yan praised: "That's right."

Shen Yibai was suddenly enlightened. He felt that he was extremely strong. He stood up and said, "Come on, Jincheng, let's debate for another 300 rounds!"

Jiang Yan: “…”

It started to float so quickly.

Wei Xinglu was a little more reasonable and held him back: "Don't be impulsive, Yibai. The decline of Tongzilang was told to us by Master Jiang. It's not our own ability. We don't have enough knowledge now. Even if we say this, Jincheng will definitely have other words to stop us."

Shen Yibai understood, but he was still impatient. He had a strong desire to win and thought about defeating Jin Cheng every day.

Jiang Yan picked up the book of historical figures again and said to them with a smile: "Children, read this book carefully and learn all the knowledge you need to know. Then it will not be so easy for Jin Cheng to catch you off guard by avoiding the important issues again."

Wei Xinglu nodded: "Yes, we lost yesterday because we didn't understand the imperial examination system well enough, otherwise we would have been able to argue with Jincheng for a while longer."

Shen Yibai sat back down with a thud: "Come on, give me the book. I must remember all these famous people and good officials. I'll see what nonsense Jin Cheng will say the day after tomorrow."

Wei Xinglu also said, "Then I'll take a look at the bad officials, so as not to be fooled by Jin Cheng again."

"Okay, brother, let's get started!"

When Zong Wenxiu came over with the book, he saw the two new teammates already studying head to head. Before he could smile with satisfaction, he heard Shen Yibai reading Bao Zheng's life: "Awarded the title of Li Xueshi of Longquan Pavilion."

Wei Xinglu kindly corrected his brother: "He is a scholar from Longyuan Pavilion."

Jiang Yan corrected them tiredly: "Tu (traditional Chinese for "圖"), a scholar of Longtu Pavilion."

Zong Wenxiu: “…”

Forget it, he should rely on himself.

Xiao Wenxiu was reading a book in a quiet place. He had a strong ability to empathize. He felt warm when he saw Bao Zheng being upright and upright to eliminate harm for the people; he felt distressed and regretful when he saw Zhao Gao forging a will to kill Fusu; he was inspired when he saw Zhuge Liang's unparalleled strategies to save the country and the people; he was filled with grief and anger when he saw Yue Fei being killed by Qin Hui on false charges despite his loyalty to his country.

Zhao Yin saw that his mood was changing, so he sat down and asked, "Wen Xiu, is there anything that is not going well in your studies?"

Zong Wenxiu shook his head and said, "No, I just feel sad that some good officials were harmed too badly by bad officials. I feel a little sad and regretful."

Zhao Yin sighed and said, "History cannot be reversed. We can only do our best to prevent such tragedies from happening in the future."

"Yes." Zong Wenxiu said seriously, "I will definitely not give in to my brother the day after tomorrow. A good official should not lose to a bad official, no matter what time it is."

Zhao Yin smiled and said, "Okay, I'll help you too."

On the other side, the two brothers from the bad official group sat far away.

Zong Jincheng was practicing independent thinking and deliberately did not ask Pan Hongzhi to come over to help. He Zheng was reading a book while waiting for his elder brother to come over. As a result, when he looked up, he saw Zong Jincheng coming over with a personal biography.

He looked carefully and saw the Biography of Yue Fei.

He Zheng: “…”

Suddenly I remembered that they were trying to defend the treacherous minister Qin Hui.

This made him feel unwell instantly.

He Zheng asked weakly, "Brother, do we really want to speak up for Qin Hui? He is the villain who killed Yue Fei and is a sinner who is cursed by the people for all eternity."

Zong Jincheng didn't even turn his head to look at it, and said decisively: "Of course not, who is trying to whitewash this bastard? I'm looking for why he wants to harm Yue Fei and find a way to argue with him."

"Ah?" He Zheng perked up when he heard this. "I remember when we were studying before, it was said that Yue Fei had touched Qin Hui's personal interests. It was Qin Hui's selfish nature and desire for power that led him to kill Yue Fei."

Zong Jincheng looked over and asked, "Then are selfishness and self-interest innate?"

"Ah?" He Zheng shook his head and said, "Some are born with it, some are acquired with it, what's wrong, big brother?"

Zong Jincheng frowned and said, "I was wondering, are all treacherous officials born that way? Xunzi said that human nature is evil, Mencius said that human nature is good. But I think human nature should have both good and evil. Some of these treacherous officials are born bad, while others are raised. So what caused those bad officials who were raised to be bad to become like this?"

He Zheng's eyes widened, and the door was opened by his elder brother's new idea.

He Xiaodi quickly followed up with, "Was the bad official very poor when he was a child? Was he often bullied? Was he often looked down upon by others?"

The little devil thought: "Although being bullied is indeed terrible, it shouldn't make a person lose his nature and become a bad official. But this is indeed a good starting point for debate. When we face a conflict between personal interests and collective interests, we often choose to sacrifice personal interests, but what if the one who is sacrificed every time is the same person?"

He Zheng was also exposed. He said blankly: "If I am a bad official, if everyone treats me badly, if I am the one who is sacrificed every time... then why should I be worthy of everyone?"

Holding the book, Zong Jincheng followed this line of thinking to put himself in the shoes of a bad official and began to think deeply: "If I were a bad official, I would want to live and climb up the ladder. All those who oppose me and want to kill me must die. In this way, I can rest assured that no one can threaten my position and life. How should I kill these people, these good people who are popular with the people... Open killing is definitely not an option. I have to curry favor with them. I have to get the most powerful people to join my camp. I have to sow discord between him and the loyal officials, so that the superiors will agree with me and let him take action... How do I sow discord? What do the superiors fear the most?"

He Zheng's eyes widened when he heard this. He was so scared that he stammered, "Brother, what are you talking about? Are you crazy? You're going crazy..."

Zong Jincheng's train of thought was interrupted, and he hissed, "You're too noisy."

He Zheng said anxiously, "I think you've gone a little crazy. Why are you pretending to be a bad official to kill a good official? Aren't we just here to participate in a debate?"

The little devil snorted and thought: What do you know.

This is a debate topic my mother came up with specifically to train me. It was tailor-made for me. Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle.

He patted his younger brother on the shoulder and said, "Go look up biographies of other corrupt officials and show them to me. I want to find their common points."

He Zheng's head shook like a wave drum. He said in fear, "Brother, why don't you take a break? I'm afraid you will really become a bad official and come out to kill all of us."