Fantasy: Starting out as a gigolo, born a Confucian sage

Shen Wuming picked up the Yin-Yang Secret Record of Lord Changxin, brushed off the dust with his sleeve, glanced at it, and nodded quickly.

"You have such a good thing, but you are still hiding it. The Legend of the Female Heroes of Tianshan is not as good as this painting skill."

"Damn profiteer."

Shen Wuming had already eaten, and threw his chopsticks aside, and started reading a book while cursing.

This Yin-Yang Secret Record of Lord Changxin is the story of Lao Ai, Lord Changxin of the Qin Dynasty, told by the teacher.

According to legend, when he was young, he was eight feet tall and eight inches long, with a tong wheel in his pubic region, and he walked with a drag.

The following story is well known, and even a certain plot of a certain domestic classic futon is based on it.

The content of this Yin-Yang Secret Record is naturally very pleasing to the eye, and no matter the painting skills, techniques, or plot, it can be said to be wonderful.

The bald-headed old man glanced at him, snorted coldly, and began to eat noodles in silence, "By the way, give me two taels of wine next time."

"Go by yourself, it's not like I didn't give you money." Shen Wuming replied without even turning his head.

His greedy eyes quickly finished reading the Yin-Yang Secret Records of Lord Changxin, and he was about to comment on it when a voice sounded in his ear again.

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Shen Wuming blinked, what does this mean?

He thought he was reading a comic, but the system prompted... Meaning, this is actually the inheritance of the Yin-Yang Family?

Thinking of this, he turned his head and glanced at the bald-headed old man who was eating noodles. Could this be a hermit master?

Similar to the sweeping monk?

But with this appearance, it's hard for people to associate him with the mysterious Yin-Yang Family?

No matter how you look at it, it's weird!

"Hey, old man, do you know the Yin-Yang Family?" Shen Wuming asked.

The bald-headed old man was drinking noodle soup from a large bowl, half of his face buried in it, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

However, because the bowl blocked it, Shen Wuming naturally didn't see it.

The bald-headed old man put down the bowl, "I know, that's awesome, yin and yang, five elements, everything is mastered!"

"Although it is derived from a branch of Taoism, when it comes to yin and yang magic, even Taoism can't reach it!"

"There is even a method of reincarnation, which can make the dead reappear in the world... What a pity!"

At the end, the bald-headed old man sighed, as if he was reminiscing about something?

"What a pity?" Shen Wuming asked.

The old man with a bald head sighed, "It's a pity that the mountain gate was attacked by a pure scholar who had a way to the sky with his writing."

"Most of the Yin-Yang School is gone, and the remaining scattered disciples are also scattered without a trace."

"On the other hand, on Yingzhou Island across the sea, there was a Yin-Yang master named Xu Fu who left a lineage of law."

Shen Wuming listened to this history with surprise, "Pure scholar? A Confucian?"

"Yes." When the old man with a bald head said this, he looked proud, as if he was proud of it.

"Who said that pure scholars are not domineering? Writings can also reach the sky!"

Shen Wuming looked at his expression, thinking.

I thought this old man was a figure like a sweeping monk, maybe he was a senior of the Yin-Yang School.

Now it seems that he is definitely not. Whose mountain gate was destroyed, and he still has this expression when talking about it?

It should be just a coincidence that he collected these books, but he didn't know the value, and he was selling them as pornographic books.

But speaking of the pure Confucianism...

"Who says pure Confucianism is not domineering? There is also a way to reach the sky with articles!" Shen Wuming couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Sure enough, his judgment was right. Confucianism is so strong, who the hell would practice Mohism? It's so embarrassing!

...

"Who is this Shen Wuming? He published four articles in a row in the court newspaper."

"Look, the court newspaper has a total of eight pages, and seven of them are his!"

"Only the last corner is left, and the rest are shared by more than ten people, including the head of the Imperial Academy!"

The capital, the Imperial Academy.

The so-called Imperial Academy is a small group of young scholars who gather the best in the entire Northern Han Dynasty.

Taking into account all schools of thought.

The three great priests and thirty-six priests are all masters with great abilities.

All the scholars are also proficient in the studies of various schools, or are gifted geniuses, or have outstanding family backgrounds.

But even if they are knowledgeable, they have never seen such an unprecedented operation in the court newspaper.

In this issue, nearly 90% of the space was spent just to publish the article of Shen Wuming.

Who is it?

No one has heard of Shen Wuming. To be honest, he is really unknown.

"Fang Daoyuan, come and take a look. It seems that all of them are your Mohist things? Are these things very precious?"

Everyone focused their eyes on a scholar. This person was thin and had an ignorant look, but his eyes were bright.

When I walked, I didn't pay attention to the surroundings. Instead, I was pinching something with my fingers. It was not fortune-telling, but counting.

Hearing the shouts of the crowd, Fang Daoyuan raised his head.

He took the official report they handed over, and suddenly his eyes burst into an amazing light.

"This... this..."

Fang Daoyuan's hands were shaking. Others didn't know the value of it, but he knew it very well.

"Huh... This is simply... This is not something from the Mohist school, but a strategy to enrich the country and strengthen the army."

"With a few more articles like this, my Han Dynasty will unify the north and the south, and it will not be impossible to surpass the Qin Dynasty."

Fang Daoyuan's breathing became rapid, and his whole body was shaking, as if he had the hiccups.

When everyone saw him like this, they put away their doubts and their expressions became more solemn.

Who is Fang Daoyuan?

The person who is best at Mohism in the Imperial Academy.

A great craftsman of the Gongshu family, who had always been at odds with the Mohists, sighed alone after seeing Fang Daoyuan.

"If this boy was born in the Spring and Autumn Period, he would be on par with Mozi."

Mozi is Mozi.

Even Fang Daoyuan praised the content of the official newspaper so much, so it is conceivable that this thing is definitely not as simple as they see.

"But this is a bit too exaggerated, Daoyuan, take a closer look."

Some people couldn't believe it.

"Brother Daoyuan's words are not exaggerated, I even think you underestimated it."

A clear voice came from the side, and everyone turned their heads to look, and subconsciously dispersed to both sides.

"Zhongshu!"

Although Wang Zhongshu, the heir of Confucianism, was born in a poor family, he studied hard when he was young and was called a talent for the imperial court by the local governor.

Although there are hundreds of schools of thought in the Imperial Academy, there is no doubt that Confucianists are the most numerous.

And among these Confucianists, Wang Zhongshu is the leader.

"This brother Shen Wuming, his four articles are all about the art of benefiting the country and the people, and the way to rule the world!"

"The principle of dust explosion can be used in logistics, in war, and even in the safety of the people."

"The art of buoyancy testing gold is enough to make the kings and princes of all places remember his kindness and accept his favor."

"The art of building bridges with oysters and the art of cement manufacturing are closely related to the lives of the people."

Wang Zhongshu analyzed them one by one, and his words were full of praise, which made everyone a little strange.

"Is it too much praise? Is it really so amazing?" A scholar asked puzzledly.

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