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

"What does it mean to tear down and start over?" Ci Song asked in confusion.

"Your father wants Tianyuan Continent to turn into a harmonious world where all living beings are equal."

Speaking of this, Ning Ping'an waved his hand and said helplessly: "I can't reveal too much to you about the specific situation. What happened back then has now become a taboo, so I keep silent."

"I understand." Ci Song nodded. From the few words Ning Ping'an said, he had already guessed what a great thing his father was going to do.

All living beings are equal, these four words sound simple, but in a world that relies on the rule of princes and nobles composed of feudal dynasties, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky, no, it should be even harder than climbing to the sky.

"After the Five Courtyard Tea Party is over, I plan to travel around the world. Are you willing to go with me?" Ning Ping'an asked.

"Of course I am willing."

Ci Song had long wanted to see what the world was like, and he could go out with his teacher to see the world, read thousands of books, and travel thousands of miles. What Ci Song lacked most now was the knowledge of the world.

"Okay, then prepare well. I believe your performance at the talent banquet will not be inferior to your father's. By the way, Mr. Yi and I have already discussed it. Starting tomorrow, you don't have to go to class with the new students. Make every effort to prepare for this Five Courtyard Tea Party.”

After saying that, Ning Pingan stood up and left Ci Song's room.

"Congratulations, teacher."

After saying goodbye to Ning Ping'an, Ci Song was about to go to bed to rest, but he found that the oil lamp in front of his desk had been lit, so he stepped forward to turn off the lamp.

But when he walked to his desk, he found that the order of the poems originally written on his desk had changed. Originally, the top one should be his ink poem, but now it turned out to be the Ming Dynasty master Mr. Yu Qian who he had just written yesterday. The "Song of Lime" written by someone has obviously been tampered with.

"Did the teacher read these poems I wrote?" However, Ci Song didn't take it to heart. Ning Ping'an was his teacher, so he just read it, and the others didn't matter anyway.

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After Ning Ping'an left Ci Song, he did not return to his residence. Instead, he went directly to the top floor of the Saint Tower. At this time, in the room, Dean Yan was hugging Meng Ruo's waist, moving intimately. Together they admired Yan Ruoci's paintings on the table.

"Dean Yan, we can make a conclusion. Everything Ci Song did before was just to disguise himself. The so-called dandy is just a facade."

After Ning Ping'an entered the door, he directly stated his conclusion.

Meng Ruo's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he was stunned for a moment, while Dean Yan nodded gently as if he already knew the answer.

"I have sent people to investigate. The evil things Ci Song did before, the final results are all good."

Dean Yan let go of Meng Ruo's hand, walked to the chair and sat down.

"Husband, what do you mean by this?"

Meng Ruo looked at her husband and Ning Pingping in confusion. Could it be that Ci Song's evil deeds were all an illusion? This is impossible?

"Madam, everything Ci Song did before was all done deliberately in order to survive. His nature is not bad." Dean Yan exhaled deeply as if he was relieved.

"I have already investigated and found that Ci Song's temperament changed drastically when he was five years old. Before the age of five, Ci Song had always been a well-behaved and law-abiding child. But after the age of five, his temperament changed drastically and he began to do many evil things. "

"The hawker he injured when he committed his first crime was the famous thief in Zhongzhou, Bu Zukong. The official seal of the governor of Zhongzhou was stolen by him." Ning Ping'an said slowly.

"Is this a coincidence?" Meng Ruo said in disbelief.

Hearing this, Ning Ping'an did not refute, but continued, "When Ci Song was seven years old, he beat Dai Changsheng, the son of Dai Zhichuan, the former governor of Zhongzhou. Everyone in Zhongzhou knew that Dai Changsheng had been suffering from illness since he was a child. Although he had already He is twelve years old, but what he is thinking is like that of a young child, and he cannot even understand a complete sentence."

"Later, Ci Song severely injured him. After being bedridden for a long time, Dai Changsheng seemed to have enlightened himself, became eloquent, and completely regained his clarity. Now, he is no different from a normal person."

After hearing this explanation, Meng Ruo also fell into deep thought, but soon she asked about the rumors about Ci Song's greed for beauty.

"Mr. Ning, how do you explain the merchant's daughter and the brothel girl?"

"The merchant's daughter was snatched away by Ci Song from another dandy, Sun Changming. Sun Changming's father had a business conflict with the merchant. If Ci Song had not snatched her away at that time, perhaps the woman would have become a A victim of business.”

"As for those brothel girls, many of them are eager for Ci Song to come to them on his own initiative." Ning Ping'an continued.

The look of confusion on Meng Ruo's face became even worse, "Why?"

"Because Ci Song has never touched these women from the beginning to the end. Although Ci Song will make many excessive demands, Ci Song will give them a sum of money that is enough to redeem themselves. Most of the women who have been touched by Ci Song They have all redeemed themselves and left the brothel.”

Dean Yan took Ning Ping'an's words and continued, "Mr. Ning and I have personally checked most of these things. Anyone who has been bullied by Ci Song will have good results in the end."

"This is why I want to determine the real reason for letting Ci Song attend the Fifth Courtyard Tea Party."

After saying that, a faint smile appeared on Dean Yan's face, "This kid has been pretending for so many years and has returned to his true nature since he came to Yan Sheng Academy. It seems that he feels that no one here can To harm him, it seems that this kid subconsciously thinks that he is safer with me than with his father. "

At this time, Meng Ruo was still in shock. She knew that her husband and Mr. Ning never lied, but what they described was completely different from the Ci Song she knew before, which made her It was hard to accept for a while.

"I went to Ci Song's room this afternoon and saw the poems he had written these days on his desk. Each poem has a different artistic conception, different feelings, and even different thoughts." Ning Pingan Huanxuan said: "One of them impressed me deeply, and it also made me really confirm that he has been pretending all these years."

"What poem?" Dean Yan asked curiously.

"Thousands of hammers carved out the mountains,

The fire burns as if it were idle.

Not afraid of being shattered into pieces,

Keep your innocence in this world. "

Ning Ping'an's voice was ups and downs, and the last line of the poem, "To leave innocence in the world," just shows that everything Ci Song did was with a clear conscience.

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