I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

It kept raining.

It was rare for Dongcang City to rain heavily for two days in a row. The rain carried a faint pressure, and it was very uncomfortable to fall on the body. According to the sixth senior sister's judgment, it was caused by the war between the great Confucianism and the barbarian king, which changed the celestial phenomena. For this reason, the City Lord's Mansion issued a notice that residents of Dongcang City can shelter from the rain at home for non-essential tasks.

"The war is escalating." In the rain pavilion of the City Lord's Mansion, Xiang Jixuan looked at the rain curtain and sighed, "The Great Confucianism has begun to enter the war."

Chen Luo brewed tea and handed it to Xiang Jixuan: "Mr. Xiang, Junior has something he doesn't understand."

Xiang Jixuan took the bamboo tea, sniffed it, and suddenly a burst of fragrance spread through the nostrils, and the righteousness in his body was slightly lifted, Xiang Jixuan took a sip quietly, and asked: "What's the problem with Lord Hou? "

"About the Battle of Cold Winter." Chen Luo said, "Based on my observations over the past few days, I found that most of the participants in the battle were Great Confucians of the military line and the Great Confucians of the North, while the Great Confucians of the Central Plains and the South are still doing their own things."

"If Daxuan dispatched hundreds of Confucian scholars to the north, wouldn't the war in the north end in one battle?"

Xiang Jixuan smiled lightly, put the teacup on the table, and explained: "My human race has great Confucians, and the barbarians also have barbarian kings. Today I will add 500 great Confucianists, and tomorrow he will add 800 barbarian kings. If you come and go again, don't you want to start exterminating the clan again? battle?"

Speaking of this, Xiang Jixuan looked up at the sky: "Since the rise of the human race, we have been entangled with the barbarians endlessly. Today you are stronger than me, and tomorrow I will be stronger than you. This has been repeated for thousands of years."

"The so-called person who knows you best is either a confidant or a mortal enemy."

"During countless years of fighting, some rules have also been formed between humans and barbarians."

"For example, this winter battle."

"It is a war launched by the barbarians to reduce the influence of Baifeng on their barbarians. As the attacked party, our human race has to be forced to fight."

Xiang Jixuan picked up the teacup again, took a sip, and asked suddenly: "How much does Lord Hou know about the Battle of Cold Winter?"

Chen Luo nodded and said, "This is a way for the barbarians to divert their internal conflicts in order to deal with the white wind on the ice field."

Xiang Jixuan was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Although Hou Ye's statement is novel, it is also true. The white wind has reduced the harvest of the barbarians, and it needs to make up for it through the war with me, Daxuan."

"However, this is only one of the important reasons."

Chen Luo showed doubts: "One of them?"

Xiang Jixuan nodded, and then said: "The way of the barbarians is completely different from the way of heaven of my human race."

"Our practice, regardless of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, is to take the road to the sky as a bridge, and get it by ourselves. The essence of Mantian is to complete Mantian's task, and then wait for Mantian's gift."

"Thus, although my human race is weak, I carry it by myself when the sky falls, and bury it by myself when the ground sinks. Every meal, every thread, is all created by myself."

"The Master said: Heaven moves vigorously, and a gentleman strives for self-improvement. We respect the sky, but we do not fear it."

"As for the barbarians, even though they are majestic in stature and vigorous in physique, they never forget the protection of the barbarian sky in their three sentences."

"I secretly thought that Man Tian was still inferior to Cang Tian."

"It's just that the heaven gave birth to the monster race, and opened the three gates of Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism to reach the sky. But the monster race forgets its roots and lives in the southern region. It is difficult to distinguish friends from our human race. Buddhism travels far in the western region, and it does not touch the barbarians. Confucianism seems to be the only one who resists barbarism, and the Taoist sect is so anxious."

"Because the barbarian is weaker, it is eager to absorb the power of the sky to improve itself. Therefore, the annual battle of winter is a routine formed after countless wars between the human race and the barbarian race."

"Under the premise of not triggering a war of extermination between the two sides, the barbarians will fulfill the requirements of the barbarians, and the human race will ensure that they recuperate internally and prepare for the next war of extermination."

"Master Hou can read the history books carefully. In the history of wars of extermination, the number of times our human race has taken the initiative is far more than that of the barbarians."

After listening to Xiang Jixuan's description, Chen Luo knew in his heart that the essence of the barbarians' gaining power is exchange and instant, which is the same as buying and selling, so they must maintain an offensive posture at all times.

The big deal is scraping!

However, the essence of the power obtained by the human race's practice is self-acquiring and delayed, so there is always a process of accumulation.

Just let me complete the front swing, and a big move will kill you.

Thinking of the singing and dancing that he saw in Zhongjing, and the pressure that the northern border encountered year after year, Chen Luo also sighed.

The world is not peaceful, but it is inside Daxuan that is peaceful.

How can there be any quiet years, but some people are willing to spill blood on the frontier!

...

Wanren Mountain.

"Military minister, military minister..." Several great scholars walked into the meeting hall quickly, "It's done, it's done!"

Han Qingzhu heard the call, and hurried out from behind the desk, "How?"

A great Confucian looked happy: "According to the plan last time, we deliberately lured the barbarian kings to ambush with the third rank Confucianism, and then used the 'Red Cliff' combined attack method to assassinate a total of eleven barbarian kings, including a big barbarian king! "

"Mo Erdan is about to vomit blood, hahaha!"

Han Qingzhu was also overjoyed. Looking at the wounded and unstable Confucian scholars in front of him, he was startled suddenly and asked, "Where is Lu Zhi? And Zhi Changgong?"

As soon as these words came out, all the great scholars were silent for a moment, and another great scholar sighed: "Mr. Luzhi attracted three barbarian kings. After Chibi joined forces, there was still one barbarian king who had enough strength to escape and report. Mr. Luzhi blew himself up, and with them Returned together."

"To kill that second rank barbarian king, Lord Zhichang shattered his family, country and world, and he is still in a coma."

These two pieces of news made the atmosphere of the meeting hall stagnant, but then another great scholar smiled and said: "Everyone, don't be sad." "My brother said before going into battle that if something unexpected happens, he will just sacrifice his life for righteousness, and the way of a gentleman is also."

"It should be celebrated."

Everyone looked, it was one of the great Confucianists who also participated in the battle this time, Mr. Ritsu's Little Brother.

"That's right." Another Great Confucian whose breath was uncertain and obviously injured said, "In this battle, we have lost two Great Confucians and killed eleven barbarian kings under Mordan's command. This is already a great victory."

"Gentlemen, celebrate!"

"Yes, let's celebrate! Announce to the whole army that my human race's Confucianism attacked without any damage, and killed the eighteenth barbarian king! Boost the morale of our army!"

"It's not right, it's too exaggerated, and it can't bury the deeds of Mr. Luzhi and Duke Zhichang. It's better to explain the loss of Lawzhi, mourning the loss of Chief Zhi, and beheading the eighteenth barbarian king."

"Well, if that's the case, let's kill the Barbarian King Twenty-Four!"

"Seconded!"

"Seconded!"

"Seconded!"

At this time, Mr. Luzhi's Little Brother suddenly asked again: "Master Bing, the results of this battle are all due to "Three Kingdoms". What's new in our little master's book these days?" Is it something?"

Han Qingzhu said with a smile: "The manuscript has come out, and everyone came back just in time. "Three Kingdoms" has just ended a plot of seven captures and seven attacks. There is only the implication of the way of enlightenment. There is no news of comprehension of combat skills yet."

"However, Zhuge Kongming's majestic talent and strategy almost overflow the paper."

All the Confucian scholars showed joy on their faces: "Is it Zhuge Kongming who started pretending again... showing his power again?"

"Hahaha, among the Three Kingdoms, Zhuge Kongming has the style of my great Confucianism the most, so I'll go and see it now, and I'll go and see it now."

"Mr. Zhichang once said that he admired the style of Wolong the most. I may wake him up if I go to his sickbed and read aloud!"

"Wouldn't it be nice to have a great Confucian as a storyteller when we go together!"

"Let's go, let's pay our respects to Mr. Kong Ming's demeanor!"

All the great Confucian scholars walked out of the meeting hall one after another, and Han Qingzhu also smiled, went back, returned to the desk, and continued to write "Kong Ming Fu".

...

Outside Zhongjing City.

In a remote small courtyard, two old men were sitting facing each other and playing a game.

If outsiders see these two people, they will definitely be shocked.

Because it is the literary minister Yan Baichuan and the political minister Zhou Zuofeng.

Everyone in the world thinks that the two have different political views and are life-and-death rivals, but they don't know that at this stage, they have different righteousness, but they are all dedicated to the human race. Although there is a tit-for-tat confrontation, it will not affect the personal relationship between the two.

When Chen Luo went to Dongcang in the north, when Yan Baichuan left Beijing, Zhou Zuofeng, who had always been considered to dislike Chen Luo, also led all the officials out of the city to see him off. bright.

Of course, in the officialdom of Zhongjing, the two also have a collective name——

Chess double evil!

Yan Baichuan secretly brushed away a black spot from Zhou Zuofeng, and said, "Have you seen the latest Seven Captures and Seven Strategies in "Three Kingdoms"?"

Zhou Zuofeng secretly produced an extra sunspot on the chessboard with the technique of "creating something out of nothing", and said: "The way of enlightenment is very good, it gave me a new idea about the policy of the monster clan!"

Yan Baichuan once again used the technique of "not deceiving the dark room" to move a Baizi to a position, and said: "The monster clans are going to unite, but they must be subdued first!"

Zhou Zuofeng sneered, and made a move. At the same time, he used the technique of "Do not move if you are evil", fixed all the pieces on the chessboard, and said, "What are you going to use to fight? The national strength is insufficient! You will have to raise them for another thirty years!"

With a slight movement of Yan Baichuan's hand, the five virtues of "Gentleness, Courtesy, Thrift and Concession" were activated, and the virtue of "Concession" was activated, quietly breaking the magical power of "Do not move against evil". At the same time, he was still saying: "Thirty years, you mean Chen Luo's Martial Dao?"

Zhou Zuofeng nodded slightly, and placed another black stone. A sense of "non-existence" spells emanated, and invisibly erased the two white stones on the chessboard, saying: "Thirty years, a full generation, is enough for martial arts The world. If Chen Luo can open another three thousand miles to the sky within thirty years, I will be sure to subdue the Yaozu!"

"Thirty years and six thousand miles? You underestimate Chen Luo too." Yan Baichuan smiled lightly, and put down another white piece. The "virtue must have neighbors" spell was cast, and a grid next to the white piece quietly formed another one Bai Zi said, "I think Chen Luo will drive six thousand miles in ten years!"

Zhou Zuofeng frowned slightly, put down the sunspot again, activated the Confucianism of "the one who is close to the ink is black", directly dyed the white one next to him black, and said: "That's his ability. But he can write the character of Zhuge Kongming, which is really extraordinary , you get close to him and let him write faster."

"Zhuge Kongming is exactly what I am in the hall, let him write more about Kongming's deeds."

"The wind of fame!"

Yan Baichuan nodded: "Naturally. The way of enlightenment also has the demeanor of my Wenchang Pavilion!"

Not far away, Leng Hanbing and the accompanying great scholars of the prime minister looked at the two prime ministers suspiciously.

"Brother Leng, it's the first time I've seen the Prime Minister play chess so calmly!"

"Yeah, it's the first time I've seen Wen Xiang so comfortable."

"But why is there so much righteousness around them, and the phantoms of their home country and the world appear?"

The two looked at each other meaningfully, tacitly agreed, and said in unison——

"This is really a match for chess!"

...

Dongcang City.

After chatting with Xiang Jixuan, Chen Luo returned to the study.

Spread out the paper, and the title of today's update is written on it:

Chapter 91: "Sacrifice to the Lushui River, the Han Dynasty moved the division, and defeated Wuhou Shangbiao in the Central Plains"

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