Chapter 471: The Philosopher Socrates on Trial
Chapter 471: The Philosopher Socrates on Trial
In particular, the young man walking in the front, although he had an ordinary appearance, had a strange temperament and was wearing strange clothes.
Moreover, he had fair skin and did not look like a working commoner. Overall he looked like an aristocrat.
Moreover, he looked like an extraordinary nobleman!
At least, looking at this young man, Plato and the others felt a little restrained.
On the stage.
The five hundred jurors, official Anytus and other accusers were all surprised.
Even in the calm eyes of the defendant Socrates, there was a flash of scrutiny, trying to figure out the identity of the young man in front of him.
At this time.
The official Anytus on the stage hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't help it and was about to say something.
As a former archon of Athens and a wealthy middle-class leather merchant, he was quite prestigious among the common people and could be said to be the mastermind behind the accusation of Socrates.
Compared with the poets Miletus and Lycan, he was naturally more daring to speak.
Anytus hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Who are you? A foreign noble?"
After these words were spoken, the eyes of the 500 jurors on the stage, Socrates and others, and the hundreds of civilians watching were all focused on the young man in white and blue clothes.
Facing all the looks, Su Xing smiled and said jokingly, "You can guess."
"Aren't you accusing this guy named Socrates for the traditional gods? You can guess who I am..."
As soon as these words were spoken, the scene suddenly became quiet. Official Anytus and others were lost in thought, and finally their scalps went numb, and an idea subconsciously popped up in their minds.
But soon, officials such as Anytus began to laugh and felt that their previous thoughts were ridiculous.
They are really crazy, otherwise how could they come up with such a bold idea.
Anitus, an official in his late 50s, laughed and said, "Young man, stop joking."
The poets Miletus and Lycan beside them nodded repeatedly.
Not far away.
The nearly seventy-year-old philosopher Socrates frowned, thinking that the young man in front of him was very strange.
Just when they had different thoughts.
Su Xing glanced at Socrates who was looking over and smiled slightly, "I came here just to watch this trial, you can continue."
Then, looking at Socrates, He said, "If it pleases me, I can forgive your sins."
As soon as these words were spoken, the scene fell silent again.
Thousands of civilians began to discuss.
"Is this young man a great noble?"
"Otherwise, how dare you say something like absolving Socrates of his sins?"
"Uh, why do I feel a little weird..."
Being a great noble was the limit of what they dared to imagine; as for the rest, they didn’t even dare to think about it.
Compared to them, officials on the stage, such as Anytus, were even more surprised and suspicious.
Is it...
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
Maybe the young man in front of him is a noble or a member of the royal family...
Officer Anytus smiled reluctantly, "Young man, you are such a joker."
The philosopher Socrates on the side did not think too much about it. He did not believe in traditional gods, but only in the gods in his heart.
So, at this moment, his thoughts were similar to those of the civilians.
At this time, the official Anytus on the stage looked at the mysterious young man for a while, but finally said nothing and looked at Socrates with cold eyes.
"Socrates, let's continue!" he said coldly.
Socrates nodded.
At this time, the main accuser, Miletus, accused Socrates of a crime.
"Socrates, you don't believe in God, but you are trying to introduce new gods. Do you plead guilty?!" The poet Miletus was filled with righteous indignation, and his infectious voice echoed throughout the court.
For a moment, people on and off the stage began to discuss in low voices, and from time to time there were sneers, thinking that Miletus was right.
Socrates naturally denied Miletus' accusation and asked, "You say I don't believe in gods, but at the same time you introduce new gods?"
"Didn't you say that I introduced a new God? Then how come I don't believe in God? Are you saying that I both believe in God and don't believe in God?"
As soon as this question was uttered, the scene fell silent, and the young poet Miletus' face froze and turned red.
"you you!"
As a young man in his twenties, he was speechless after being refuted by Socrates.
At this time, Socrates continued to ask, "You also accuse me of corrupting the young people of Athens."
Socrates asked Miletus, calmly, “Miletus, you are a young man and should know me well, so please tell me, in your opinion, who makes the youth of Athens better?
Miletus sneered, "The laws of the city-state make them better!"
Socrates further asked: "I am not asking you about the law, I am asking who enforces it and who educates the youth to make them better."
Miletus frowned and sneered subconsciously, "Of course it's the jurors, the members of the Citizens' Assembly, and all the Athenians... except you!"
Socrates was amused and said sarcastically, "Oh, so everyone can make young people better, but I am the only one who makes them worse? Isn't it the same as horses becoming better in everyone's hands, but only the grooms make them worse?"
He directly mocked Miletus' logical ability and cognitive level.
Socrates said, "Meletus, you have never seriously considered these accusations. You understand neither the gods, nor the young, nor what corruption is."
On the stage, Miletus' face became increasingly red with anger.
Is this a public accusation that he is prosecuting out of jealousy, prejudice and blind obedience rather than based on reason?
For a moment, Miletus felt that the gazes of the many jurors and civilians around him were fixed on him in a very strange way.
offstage.
Su Xing watched with interest.
In His view, the whole process was that Miletus was completely unable to refute Socrates' arguments.
In court, the poet Miletus's words became fragmented and even ignorant.
No wonder Socrates did not ask a lawyer to help him argue, but instead went on the field himself. The other side was indeed no match for him.
But it's a pity...
Su Xing shook his head.
Socrates won the argument, but he would still be found guilty.
Because whether he is ultimately guilty or not will depend on the five hundred jurors, and their votes are crucial.
The final result was not beyond Su Xing's expectations. Many jurors felt that he was arrogant, conceited, and unrepentant.
In the end, the vote to convict him was thirty votes higher.
On the stage.
Miletus said triumphantly, "So, Socrates, you are found guilty and you will be sentenced to death!"
Socrates was not too surprised to hear this.
His disciples behind him, such as Plato, were extremely anxious.
"teacher!"
"No, we do not recognize this verdict!"
They don't want the teacher to die.
only……
The result of the trial has already come out, and they cannot change the result even if they don't want to.
Socrates is doomed to die...
Just as they were thinking this.
An abrupt and interested voice brought silence to the scene.
(End of this chapter)