Lin Ke: 6
Li Chungang: 6
Butcher Zhang: 6
A maiden of sixteen?
Li Chungang would have believed she was two hundred and eighty.
After all, anyone who could have lent Li Chungang a hand when he was young was certainly no ordinary person.
After saying that, Wang Lin continued, "By the way, my dear disciple, your Reformer School is quite similar to the Eclectic School. Perhaps there will be opportunities for cooperation in the future?"
"No." Lin Ke shook his head. "The Eclectic School relies on clever shortcuts. It has nothing of its own, no guiding principle... the Reformer School should focus on reform, and my guiding principle isn't centered on any particular class, but on all under heaven."
What did "all under heaven" mean?
Some said it meant the common people.
But that was a narrow definition.
He worked not only for the common people, but also for the gentry, merchants, scholars, officials, and rulers.
Many people spoke of the common people with every breath, treating all gentry, merchants, scholars, officials, and rulers as mortal enemies.
Yet that was an extremely narrow-minded view.
Every person was human, and every person harbored greed.
Common people could fight until their heads split and blood flowed over a few coins. Neighbors in the countryside could even kill each other over an irrigation channel.
In Lin Ke's view, no class consisted entirely of bad people.
Nor was there any class that did nothing but evil.
If one considered only the majority when approaching a problem, one would inevitably fail to care for minority groups.
You liked cilantro, and I didn't. That was not a matter of right or wrong.
You liked women, and I didn't. That was not a matter of right or wrong either.
The same held true for all under