From Joy of Life, the Tian Gang is reversed

Chapter 240 The First Step of a Saint: Human Tribulation
Balance is everywhere.

In a normal world, even in the most chaotic circumstances, there is still an underlying order.

The prosperity of the people will be miserable, and the destruction of the people will be miserable.

No matter when, it is always the ordinary people who suffer.

Those powerful clans and noble families, these upper-class people, as long as they don't choose the wrong side, are still superior people in the chaotic world. Even if they choose the wrong side and their country is destroyed, apart from the royal family and those who are not tactful enough, as long as they are flexible enough, they can live a very comfortable life.

Let's not talk about Wang Yangming in this world. The bottom line of Wang Yangming in this world is too inflexible, which has caused hundreds of thousands of wronged souls. His merits and demerits are for others to judge.

Take the Liyang Dynasty as an example. The remnants of the ancient Spring and Autumn Period have become an undeniable force in the court and an important part of the Liyang court.

So, in the end, the upper echelons of this world have always maintained a kind of unspoken rule, or rather, an unspoken order.

This set of rules and order has been in operation for hundreds or thousands of years under the maintenance of sects, aristocratic families, powerful nobles, royalty, and the three religions, and is already deeply rooted.

until today……

Confucianism, one of the three major religions, remained silent until it suddenly caused a major upheaval, overturning the established order.

Without power, Confucianism can only follow the established order and depend on those in power, coexisting with them, sharing their fortunes, complementing each other, and living in harmony.

But what about Confucianism when it gains power? Are they content to merely complement power and share it with others?

What changes and impacts will this sudden upheaval have on the fortune that has been locked away for eight hundred years? And what kind of extraordinary geniuses will it give rise to?

Nobody can say for sure.

The incident happened suddenly, and it took half a day for the news to spread throughout the world. Then, it was necessary to find someone to verify the information and finally confirm the facts, which took up most of the day.

By this time, the sky had completely darkened, dusk was fading, and night was approaching.

Outside the small valley of Wuxiang Mountain, a large crowd of people, all scholars and students of Shangyin Academy, gathered around the valley entrance. As the number of people increased, it spread outwards from the valley entrance, and by evening, the number had reached over a thousand.

Among them were scholars from the Shangyin Academy, students, and some who had even begun setting up tents and bringing bedding outside the valley entrance.

Everyone was in a state of excitement, discussing their cultivation experiences with each other. Some people with higher cultivation levels couldn't help but show off their skills, making it a very lively scene.

Near the valley entrance, Chief Minister Wang and Chief Minister Meng sat facing each other, looking at the crowd at the valley entrance with joy on their faces, but also with worry.

Compared to these simple-minded undergraduate students, they think more deeply: about rebirth.

Zhao Xun's sudden move was a momentous and joyous event for Confucianism and a major event for the world, but whether it was truly a cause for celebration remained to be seen.

How will the people of the world react? How will the royal family react? How will the court react? And how will Taoism and Buddhism react?
These are all issues that must be considered.

“Master Meng, there’s no need to worry so much. The Grand Master of Ceremonies will be here soon.”

"The Grand Master is just one person; whether he can withstand the pressure is another matter entirely," Master Meng sighed, shaking his head. "Moreover, he might not even intervene."

Yes, Grand Master Qi Yanglong might not necessarily intervene. Not only Qi Yanglong, but other top-ranking Confucian masters might also hesitate to act. Zhao Xun is too young and has no foundation in Confucianism. Suddenly creating such a large aircraft has caught them off guard. How are they supposed to cope? Moreover, he's also foul-mouthed, daring to insult even Zhang Sheng. What if they end up doing more harm than good?
It's like in his past life, a high school student suddenly developed a miracle drug that could cure all cancers, and the cost was only ten dollars. How could the bigwigs in the medical field bear that?

You should still be cautious when handling it, and check its quality beforehand!
Both chief priests were seasoned veterans of Confucian circles, so how could they not understand such principles?

But can Zhao Xun withstand it?

Bang!
As the two were worrying, a heavy footstep suddenly came from the valley entrance. Turning around, they saw a withered old monk appear at the valley entrance, walking step by step into the valley.

Two Zen Temples, by the monk Nagarjuna!

Both of them showed shock in their eyes.

This is the abbot of Ryozen-ji Temple, and he actually came in person.

The beings in the valley also saw the old monk, but they were too lowly to know what the monk's appearance represented. They simply watched him walk step by step to the valley entrance, look up at the huge character "迷" (mi, meaning confusion) on the rock, murmur a Buddhist chant, and praise, "What a fine character."

Having said that, he sat down cross-legged at the entrance of the valley, his body shimmering with golden light, which sealed off the entire entrance.

The expressions of the scholars outside the valley all changed drastically.

Immediately someone shouted, "Hey, you monk, what are you doing? Get out of the way and stop blocking the way."

"Amitabha Buddha, I am Longshu from Liangchan Temple. I have come here on behalf of Buddhism to fulfill the eight-hundred-year agreement with Confucianism. Please, Zhang Sheng, come out and meet me."

His words were like thunder, exploding in everyone's minds.

Zhang Sheng? An 800-year-old pact between Buddhism and Confucianism?

Everyone present was a sharp-minded person, and they immediately thought of the conversation between Zhao Xun and the old scholar who resembled Zhang Sheng during the day.

Could it be that Confucianism really has some kind of agreement with Taoism and Buddhism?
Is it because of this agreement that Zhang Shengcai locked up the Confucian tradition's fortune for eight hundred years?
is this real?
why?
Why did Zhang Sheng make such an agreement with both Taoism and Buddhism to monopolize the Confucian fortune for eight hundred years?

Is there really some kind of shady deal involved that we don't know about?
Just as they were wondering what was going on, the mist at the valley entrance suddenly churned up, and Zhao Xun walked out of the valley step by step through the white mist.

"Master Zhao..."

"Master Zhao..."

"Greetings, Master Zhao..."

.........

……

As Zhao Xun appeared, some young people outside the valley became excited and bowed repeatedly. Zhao Xun nodded gently and turned his gaze to the monk Longshu.

“Old monk, I’m only thirteen years old. What does what happened eight hundred years ago have to do with me? You’ve come to the wrong place. That old tortoise has gone back to Morality Forest. Go find him there.”

"Amitabha Buddha, you are mistaken, benefactor. Zhang Sheng ushered in a golden age of Confucianism and Taoism, while you, benefactor, have opened up the path of Confucian supernatural powers. You are the one who inherits the destiny of Confucianism, and by inheriting the destiny of Confucianism, you naturally also inherit the covenant between Confucianism and Buddhism..."

"Bullshit!" Zhao Xun interrupted the monk Longshu with extremely rude language. "I don't even know you, and I don't know many monks either. What agreement do I have with your Buddhist sect? As for the Confucian destiny, it's not about inheritance. The Confucian destiny belongs to the entire Confucian school, not to any one person. Although Zhang Fuyao is a Confucian sage, he has no right to overstep his bounds and monopolize the Confucian destiny. Since it doesn't belong to an individual, there's naturally no question of inheritance. I opened a new path for Confucianism, and it's normal for the Confucian destiny to choose me. It has nothing to do with Zhang Fuyao."

The old monk Nagarjuna's face darkened noticeably.

"So, you're saying you're not going to honor your promise?"

"Fulfill the contract? Fulfill my ass!" Zhao Xun sneered. "Old monk, stop talking nonsense. I don't like your old fogies who have been out of fashion for decades pretending to be polite. Show me what you've got."

(End of this chapter)