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"Advocate for people's hearts, seize the moral high ground, and slap them on their backs!"

Lin Mo put his hands behind his back and started teaching sentence by sentence.

"Tomorrow, those old stubborns will definitely take the lead and say that we are competing for profits with the people."

"Don't panic, wait until they finish speaking, and then ask this in the first sentence -"

Lin Mo cleared his throat and said with emotion:

"Excuse me, my lords, is it wrong for Your Majesty's work-for-relief policy to allow the hungry victims to earn food with their own hands, have work to do, have money to earn, and live like human beings?"

"Or, in the eyes of all the dignitaries, my people in Daqian are only worthy of kneeling on the ground and begging for leftovers from the court like dogs, so they don't compete with the people for profit?"

Wang Xi was stunned when he heard this.

Lin Mo continued: "When they are anxious, they will definitely tell you something, don't compete with the people for profit, these ancient sage principles."

"You continue to ask, the sages have said this, but didn't the sages also say that the people are the most valuable, the country is second, and the king is the least important?"

"Nowadays, millions of victims in the south of the Yangtze River have been displaced and exchanged their children for food."

"You gentlemen who have read poetry and books, don't think about how to let them live, but you are here talking about competing for profits with the people!"

"Where is your benevolence and righteousness?"

"Are you worthy of the elders of Jiangnan and the people of the world?!"

Lin Mo was spitting like flying stars, and Wang Xi's blood boiled with excitement as he listened, as if he had become the peerless eloquent speaker who could compete with other scholars.

For most of the day, Lin Mo didn't teach him any profound principles. He only taught him three things: how to secretly change concepts, how to seize the moral high ground, and how to use the simplest people-oriented thinking to carry out dimensionality reduction attacks.

The next day, at the Jinluan Hall.

Everyone was waiting to see how Wang Xi, a clown, would be completely refuted by the folk scholars headed by the great scholar Zhang Chengyan.

As expected by Lin Mo, Zhang Chengyan quoted scriptures and eloquently denounced "relief for work" as a disorder of government and a bad law.

After he finished speaking, everyone looked at the trembling Wang Xi.

Wang Xi took a deep breath, remembered Lin Mo's teaching last night, and shouted out the soul question at the top of his lungs.

"Excuse me, Master Zhang!"

"Your Majesty allows the victims to have work, food, and dignity. Is it wrong?"

This voice immediately confused Zhang Chengyan.

Next, the entire court became Wang Xi's performance stage alone.

He followed Lin Mo's script exactly, sometimes filled with grief and anger, sometimes bursting into tears.

A serious debate on government policy was abruptly turned into a moral trial conference about "true benevolent government" and "hypocrisy".

He doesn't talk about the pros and cons of policies, he only talks about human lives.

He doesn't care about the gains and losses of the people, he only cares about conscience.

Zhang Chengyan and other Confucian scholars were defeated and speechless by his rogue style of play, which was completely illogical.

They have a lot of money, but they find that they have nowhere to put their efforts.

Finally, when Wang Xi pointed at their noses, cried to heaven, and shouted, "Have your consciences been eaten by dogs?" the winner was decided.

There was deathly silence in the Jinluan Hall.

The great scholar Zhang Chengyan, this old man who was highly respected among scholars and was regarded as a role model by countless scholars, had a face that turned the color of pig liver at this moment.

He stretched out a trembling finger and pointed at Wang Xi. His eyes bulged, his lips trembled, and a strange "ho ho" sound came from his throat.

"You...you..."

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