His answer was insufficient.  Xiaoxing furrowed her eyebrows and shook her head firmly, letting her discontent surface again.  "Many do," she said, eyes falling down to the table.  "And the State says it is the newest iteration of just and moral leadership, but... but I wonder.  The Great Sage Confucius said it, and everyone knows it-- 'The virtuous leader is like the North Star, and everything else falls into order around them.'  Virtue is supposed to be obvious to anyone who sees it-- even the people we're supposed to believe are debased."<br/><br/>There was a twinge of pain in her voice.  "I thought as you did," she went on, an ache in her heart obvious to anyone with ears.  "I thought that the State was China, and China was the State.  But how can this leadership be truly virtuous if so many people cannot see their virtue?  How can we be honest when we call ourselves Chinese if we have forgotten what made our people great in the first place?"<br/><br/>She reached out, almost pleading.  "Help me understand," Xiaoxing said, unable to suppress the twinge in her voice.  "Help me know how we're serving Heaven and Earth as our ancestors did in antiquity."