Confucianism is supreme? I am reciting Tang poems in another world!

In the capital city of South Korea, the Wenyuan is located on the edge of the city, remote and quiet. The ancient brick walls of the courtyard have been eroded by the years, and the moonlight shines on the bluestone road, covering it with a mysterious veil.

In a courtyard of this literary college, a young man was sitting quietly cross-legged on a futon. His eyes were closed and his expression was focused, as if he was having a conversation with some mysterious force. He held a round bead in his hand. This round bead was not an ordinary thing, but the legendary orb of cultural fortune.

This jewel of cultural fortune was once dim and dull, like an ordinary stone. But at this moment, it exudes a faint light, dazzling, and seems to contain endless talent. The young man could feel that the fluctuation of talent emanating from this literary fortune orb was getting stronger and stronger, as if a magical power was being awakened.

"Who is that middle-aged man?"

The young man was filled with doubts. He once witnessed with his own eyes that the middle-aged man easily took away the Wen Yun Orb from his hand, but then returned it to him. All of this made the young man feel puzzled and confused.

"Since he has discovered the Wen Yun Orb in my hand, why did he return it to me?"

The young man pondered this question over and over in his mind. He understood what this gem of literary fortune meant to literati, and no one could control their desire for it.

"Furthermore, this Wen Yun Orb seems to have inspired the power of the middle-aged man. Now the talent provided by the Wen Yun Orb alone has allowed me to condense a bit of talent. Now I am only half a step away from breaking through to the realm of Juren. Compared with I will definitely gain a foothold in the liberal arts academy in the future, and if I have the opportunity, I will definitely take revenge on Confucianism.”

The young man took the Wen Yun Orb into his own body, and then began to continue practicing. He was the young man who Ci Song, Ning Ping'an and others rescued on Zhujian Mountain. The young man who owned the "high imitation" Wen Yun Orb, Zhang Wuru, he Previously, he was forced into desperation by the lecturers of Confucian Taibo Lecture Hall. In order to avenge his enemies in the future, he resolutely chose to join Legalism, which was extremely opposed to Confucianism, and became a Legalist disciple.

At this moment, he was sitting on the futon, and the talents gathered in his body were constantly washing over his limbs, making his body stronger and stronger. He believed that in a few years, he would be able to go to Tabor Lecture Hall and take revenge with his own hands.

"Legalism emphasizes on governing the country to ensure peace, governing the country by law, and stopping chaos with punishment. It is even more dismissive of eloquent scholars like Confucianism, and even regards them as a scourge. These ideas coincide with mine. Today Confucianism has long needed to change, and I will be an important figure in making Confucianism change.”

Zhang Wuru secretly swore in his heart that he knew deeply that although Confucianism was powerful, today's Confucianism was no longer the original Confucianism. They only knew how to pursue talents, but they had forgotten the true spiritual core of Confucianism.

And the reason why he has this confidence is naturally because of the Wen Yun Orb in his hand. This object is the most precious treasure in the hands of Kong Sheng. It is said that when Kong Sheng broke through the saints, he borrowed the power of the Wen Yun Orb. It can be said that As long as you possess the Wen Yun Orb and use its power to practice, the so-called realm barrier does not exist at all.

But he didn't know that the Wen Yun Orb in his hand was just an imitation refined by Ning Ping'an, and it was just a semi-holy treasure that sealed some of the Wen Yun Orb's aura.

"Taiber Lecture Hall, when I break through the Imperial Academy, that will be the day you are destroyed."

. . . . . .

"What? The Wei family was wiped out overnight?"

In the Taiwei's mansion, after Taiwei Mo heard the news, he stood up from the Taishi chair with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Lieutenant, this matter is absolutely true. There were more than 300 people in the Wei family, and no one was spared. They were all brutally killed. This matter should be..."

"What should it be? Say it quickly!"

Captain Mo looked at his son Mo Quan with an anxious look on his face. He had just negotiated a cooperation with Mr. Wei a few days ago. The plan had not yet been implemented, but the Wei family was wiped out?

He knows the strength of the Wei Mansion. Even if the royal family takes action in person, it is not easy to destroy the Wei Mansion. Who is it that has such terrifying strength?

"This matter should be the work of the Ci Family General's Mansion, and it has received the royal family's permission." Mo Quan sighed slightly and expressed his guess.

When Taiwei Mo heard the words "Ci General's Mansion", his expression turned very bad, "It's the Ci Family's General Mansion again? Aren't they and the Wei Mansion not at odds with each other?"

"Father, a tragedy occurred in Cuiyuan Building yesterday. The entire river south of the city was covered with broken limbs. It is said that they were all guarded by the Wei Mansion, and the young master from the Wei Mansion also died in Cuiyuan Building. among.”

"And the initiator of this incident is none other than the young general Ci Song, a poet who just returned from outside."

"What?"

After hearing this, Taiwei Mo had a look of shock on his face, but his body fell directly back on the Taishi chair. He looked at his son with wide eyes, then tried hard to control his emotions and tone, and asked softly: "What kind of cultivation is this boy Ci Song doing now?"

"There is something in Yao'er's family book that says that now Ci Song is only one step away from breaking through to the realm of Jinshi." Mo Quan replied.

"Yao'er also said that on the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month this year, it will be the day when Ci Song will be crowned weak, and it will also be the time when she and Ci Song will get married. At that time, Ci Song will marry Yao'er with secular etiquette."

"What? Yao'er really wants to marry him?"

Upon hearing this, Captain Mo slammed the table and shouted loudly: "This is absolutely not allowed! How can I, the daughter of the Mo family, marry a dandy?"

"Father, you personally decided this matter back then, and Yao'er and Ci Song have a deep relationship. If we try to stop it by force, it may be counterproductive," Mo Quan replied.

"Hmph! The so-called engagement is just a trade-off to help me get through the trough period of the court. Yao'er is the daughter of my Mo family. It is impossible for her to marry Ci Song? I will never allow this!"

Seeing that Captain Mo was still resolute, Mo Quan took a deep breath and replied: "Yao'er said in her letter that if you, father, interfere with her marriage again, the relationship between father and grandson will be broken. That's all.

Yao'er also said that her grandfather personally betrothed her to Ci Song Dynasty. If her father dared to regret the marriage, he would never set foot in the Taiwei Mansion again. "

"Hmph! Is she threatening me? She actually threatened me, my grandfather, for a dandy?"

After hearing this, Taiwei Mo became extremely angry. He knew that his granddaughter had been smart and had her own ideas since she was a child, but she was the daughter of the Mo Mansion, and he, Mo Yun, was the head of the Mo Mansion. Lord, Mo Yao should listen to himself.

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