Lin Su's gaze fell on Jiang Ruyue's face. He had heard Jiang Ruyue's name long ago, and today, he finally met the man himself.
Over fifty, he was exceptionally burly, with three long strands of beard, a dignified bearing, and an air of upright righteousness.
Jiang Ruyue bowed to all four directions and declared in a ringing voice, "It is the weighty duty of our generation to promote the Sacred Dao and pass it on. Since Yue left Lintao, I have debated the Dao in thirteen places. Wherever I went, fellow scholars waited for me and honored me, leaving Yue deeply humbled. Today, having entered the Imperial Examination Hall, I wish to discuss the Way of Filial Piety, to honor the Sacred Dao and my fellow practitioners!"
He gave a deep bow toward the upper left, another toward the upper right, then bowed downward.
First, he honored the sages. Second, he honored the imperial court. Third, he honored his fellow practitioners.
Lin Su had to admit that among those of the Literary Dao who took the Way of Filial Piety as their foundation, not the slightest flaw could be found in their etiquette.
The three bows concluded, and the Dao discussion began...
"Youzi said: Few are those who are filial to their parents and obedient to their elder brothers, yet delight in offending their superiors. None are those who do not delight in offending their superiors, yet delight in causing chaos. The gentleman attends to the root; once the root is established, the Dao is born. Filial devotion and brotherly obedience—are these not the roots of benevolence?"
He began with the Sage's Sacred Word.
What did it mean?
It meant that people who honored their parents and obeyed their elder brothers, yet enjoyed defying the ruling authorities above them, were