The Great Seminary

Chapter 220 The Reckless Person
The man in the horsehide skirt remained composed, his face bearing the enigmatic, almost mocking expression characteristic of a nobleman.

But seeing Zhang Gui raise his hand and project the image so smoothly and naturally, summoning mist and wind.

His expression immediately turned serious.

Just then, a gentle, soft female voice suddenly rang out.

“You audacious madman, what do you take ‘Xianhezhai’ for? How dare you act so presumptuously?”

Countless nobles and members of imperial families have come here to study and seek knowledge.

It is an array so vast that it is like a net that cannot be cast in the sky. Anyone who is not extremely powerful will fall into its trap, losing their body, mind, and spirit.

Divine techniques and skills must not be used.

You'd better not embarrass yourself.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Gui emerged slowly from the thick fog, looking embarrassed.

The horse-hide skirt turned its head to look at Zhen Ciyun, who looked serene not far away, and then at Zhang Gui.

A strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, you'd better not embarrass yourself, you sharp-tongued young man."

"Please excuse my foolishness, please forgive my naive and inexperienced students."

I am Sir Winter from 'Civilization Vanguard City' on Dragon Head Island in the Outer Wilderness Ocean.

A scholar from Xihezhou and a merchant who deeply believed in the Eastern philosophical saying, "Reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles."

This time, we came to the capital of the Yuanshan Dynasty, the most powerful and wealthy empire in the Eastern Continent, to do business.

I overheard that His Majesty the Eternal Ironwood, who rules this great nation, recently took in a great scholar from the enemy state of Ming and Song.

They even built an academy for him and personally sent students over, which made them very curious.

"Let's invite a newly acquainted friend,"

As he said this, he glanced subconsciously at the spot where Zheng Changgong Baoyin had just been standing, only to find that he had already made a hasty escape.

"It seems my new friend has left."

What was supposed to be a mundane journey of satisfying curiosity with money turned into something complicated due to an unexpected turn of events.

It was only right that he left.

However, you all must have heard him say his name when you were drinking and having fun in the 'sealed space' just now.

Please forget about it…

Listening to Zhang Gui's unbridled nonsense, the woman in the horsehide skirt pulled a bead the size of a quail egg from her waist and splashed a cup of sake at him.
The wine instantly evaporated and turned into a curtain of water.

"What you did is not a small matter, but in my eyes it's not a big deal either."

I don't have time to verify how much of your nonsense is true and how much is false.

I'll just ask you one question: In your opinion, who is superior, our Eternal Heaven of Yuanshan or the Ming and Song emperors?

Upon hearing this, Zhang Gui blinked and asked seriously in return:
"Personally, I think that if His Majesty Changsheng Tiemu of the Yuanshan Empire is an incomparably strong lion..."

Emperor Hezheng of the Ming-Song Empire was like a lion who thought he was a lion, but has now been exposed as a lion dog.

Do you think these two are comparable?

The woman in the horsehide skirt froze, then scrutinized Zhang Gui several times.
"You're not really a scholar from the West, are you?"

"Of course it's true."

"No matter who you are."

That comparison of a 'lion and a poodle' is enough to erase any offense I might have suffered.

"But you'd better watch out for the wrath of my Ming and Song classmates around me; they don't look too happy right now."

"It's not their fault."

After all, the weak in this world must band together to survive, so each of them has a preconceived collective stance.

This kind of 'collective stance' has inertia.

Even if their rational understanding reveals that the leader of their 'group' is an idiot, they still cannot immediately accept it from an emotional perspective.

But it doesn't matter, because assuming they're not stupid, they'll eventually figure it out.

After all, reality is more powerful than people.

The woman in the horsehide skirt paused for a moment, then a look of admiration appeared on her face.
"I've been trying to explain this to these Ming and Song people for so many days, but I can't seem to get it right. You've explained it so clearly in one go."

He is truly a young man of great wisdom.

"If he stays in our Yuanshan, he might become the strategist and national advisor of the Eternal Heaven in the future."

Zhang Gui himself was a master of empty promises and a champion of motivational speeches, and he immediately gave a wise, faint smile.
"In the ancient history of Xihezhou, which dates back to an unknown period, there once lived a great dynasty called Macedonian Bird."

His first emperor, Alexander the Great, was an enlightened and great ruler who valued talent.

Once he heard of a wise scholar named Diogenes, who was born into a wealthy merchant family but later gave up his vast fortune.

They lived in a large wooden barrel and made a living by begging.

He spends his days basking in the sun, catching lice, and contemplating the question of humanity's survival.

So one day, Alexander the Great found Diogenes and said to him:
'Sage Diogenes, I know you are a very wise scholar, and I hope to recruit you to serve me.'

Since you don't need wealth, then please tell me what you want.

Whether it's vast lands, stunning beauties, or immense power, just tell me what you need.

I will give them to you immediately.

After hearing this, Diogenes, lying in the barrel, lifted his eyelids slightly and told Alexander...

"Then please stand to the side and don't block my sunlight."

At this point, he touched his chest with his hand and performed a Western-style curtsy.

"Honorable Lady Yuanshan, when I was a merchant, you would have been willing to serve me once for a mere ten thousand taels of gold."

But when I am a scholar, please forgive my bluntness.

Even someone as great as His Majesty the Immortal Ironwood, do you think he can be compared to the sun, which nourishes all things in the world?

The horsehide skirt was rendered speechless.

Suddenly, he smashed the jade cup in his hand to the ground.
"You bunch of bullshit wise men and philosophers from the West, all you do is 'tell stories' and annoy people."

"It's all from the same lineage, isn't it!"

No, no, no.

In fact, ancient sages in the East also liked to use simple and easy-to-understand stories to enlighten the wisdom of ordinary people.

For example, Confucius, the great sage who said, "If Heaven had not given birth to this son, the world would have remained in eternal darkness," and Zhuangzi, the sage who said, "Free and unfettered like a butterfly, a butterfly's life is like a human being..."

"Alright, no wonder even someone as magnanimous as my uncle would sometimes flip the table and stomp his feet because of the nonsense spouted by those imperial advisors."

You people are infuriating.

They insult people indirectly and then try to justify themselves, and it's so hard to fight them. It's outrageous!
It's spilled, it's spilled.

"Otherwise, Mr. Huaihe will come back in a huff, and I'll get scolded!"

With a sullen face, the horse-hide skirt carefully put away the wine-stained pearl.

Then, glaring at Zhang Gui, he tossed him a domino about half an inch square.

"Sir Winter, listen to me."

I am Princess Bojijin Temuron, the elder sister of the supreme and eternal Heaven of the Yuanshan Empire, and Princess Heshuo Baoshan Angyue.

Although you have a malicious and wicked tongue, and a cunning and arrogant mind, you do have some knowledge.

Your Western philosophy and logic do have some merit.

If you ever have the idea of ​​'mastering both literary and martial arts to serve the emperor,' feel free to bring these dominoes to me.

It's not just during the Ming and Song dynasties that there were gentle and graceful women from the East Asia; the beautiful girls of the vast grasslands understood this style just as well.

(End of this chapter)