Inheriting a Taoist temple, the story begins with Wu Zetian offering incense.

Chapter 370 Confucius Intends to Write a Military Treatise! [Seeking Monthly Tickets]

Uncle Ming was very thoughtful; he even hired a forklift online to unload the truck.

According to Zhou Yi's calculations, a set of modern steel lamellar armor weighs about 20 kilograms. With 60 tons of steel, it would be possible to make about 3,000 sets of full-body lamellar armor.

Regardless of the world, the oppressive feeling brought by three thousand fully armored infantrymen is extremely destructive.

Moreover, besides being fully lamellar armor, it can also be made into iron pagodas to become heavy cavalry, or strung together into breastplates to transform into light infantry... It has a wide range of uses, and it can be said that no matter how it is arranged, it is a powerful weapon.

However, considering that we now need to support seven or eight worlds, this amount of steel seems insufficient.

Uncle Ming walked over with a smile and said to Zhou Yi:
“I had never dealt with steel before and thought it would be very expensive. But after I found out the price, I immediately doubled the quantity that the customer had asked for. If it wasn’t enough, I could add more.”

Zhou Yi admires Ming Shu's spirit of reverse bargaining, but one shouldn't try to take advantage of everyone at once; it requires a gradual, long-term approach.

"I'll let you know if we need anything later. When will the statue of the Earth God arrive?"

Uncle Ming opened his phone, glanced at the notes on the calendar, and said:
"It should arrive next week, so it won't delay the consecration ceremony, right?"

"It won't be delayed. The land temple will need some simple renovations after it's finished, but we can make it in time."

While unloading the truck, Uncle Ming took a set of offerings from the truck and went to the Sanqing Hall. He earnestly worshipped the Three Pure Ones and prayed for his family. Then he went to the God of Wealth Hall and put 50,000 yuan into the donation box.

Ever since the last simulation ended, he's been thinking about this, and today he finally fulfilled his wish.

Opportunities to curry favor with the gods are rare, so he decided that every time he came, he would pay homage to the Three Pure Ones and pray for good fortune.

Not long after the armor plates were removed, Uncle Ming prepared to say goodbye and go home.

Zhou Yi asked Old Qiao and Old Lady Ji:

"Have both of you returned?"

Uncle Ming said:

“He’s gone back, but he’ll be back soon. Old Qiao plans to retire in Yiyang. His son will take over the glazed tile business, and Aunt Ji is planning to open a magic artifact workshop here and work with me to make money.”

Zhou Yi was surprised that the two of them chose to buy property in Yiyang. It seems that he will have a place to freeload meals when he goes to the city in the future.

After chatting with Old Joe and Old Lady Ji, Uncle Ming said mysteriously:

“Recently, a very famous feng shui master in the provincial capital suddenly died. His family didn’t even hold a memorial service or funeral. On the day of cremation, they just buried his ashes in a random cemetery. I asked Golden Eagle, and he said that the other party had only himself to blame and told me not to ask too many questions… Master Yi, do you know what happened?”

The Book of Changes: ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Didn't I tell you not to ask? Why are you so curious?

Zhou Yi knew even less about this matter, and shook his head, saying:
“I’m completely unfamiliar with this circle. I only know a few of you, and I don’t know anyone else.”

Uncle Ming brought this up suddenly for a reason:

"I once swindled that feng shui master out of 500,000 yuan. Do you think that guy might come looking for me in the middle of the night to settle the score?"

Zhou Yi was immediately delighted:

"They're all burned to ashes, how can they find you? Besides, a famous feng shui master can earn 500,000 like it's nothing. If you're still worried, go and pray to Zhong Kui and ask him to quickly send that person to the underworld, then naturally no one will bother you."

Upon hearing this, Uncle Ming actually went to pay his respects to the Celestial Master Zhong Kui, fearing that he might not be sincere enough and that the other party would come knocking on his door.

In fact, even if a thousand-year-old vengeful ghost passed by Ming Shu's villa, which had been jointly suppressed by the Ziwei Emperor and Wang Lingguan, it would instantly vanish, let alone come looking for trouble.

After Uncle Ming left, Wu Meiniang examined the armor plates and asked Zhou Yi:

"Master, if these armor plates are strung together with rope, does that make armor?"

Zhou Yi took a few pieces of armor, then pulled out a string used for stringing armor, and skillfully strung them together to form a piece of armor the size of a palm:
“Back in college, I helped string nail plates in the Hanfu club… The nail-stringing cord that Uncle Ming bought is pretty good; it must have been specially selected.”

Wu Zetian looked delighted:
"Your hands are so skillful, Immortal Master. May I learn from you?"

The Book of Changes says:

"Send it over there and let the court find someone to help. You are the Empress who plans everything; don't waste your time on these trivial matters."

Wu Zetian tilted her head and asked:
"Then what should we waste our time on?"

Zhou Yi felt that the Empress was becoming more and more like a little woman, so he took her hand and said:
"Do what you want to do, such as reading, studying, playing the zither, painting..."

As they were talking, Wu Meiniang opened her arms and wrapped them around Zhou Yi's neck, giving him a deep kiss without warning, until they were breathless before reluctantly pulling away.

"This is exactly what I want to do."

Zhou Yi pulled her into his arms and said softly:

"You only have fifty days left to exchange your household registration. Then you'll be a part of this world, and you won't have to carry those guiltes that don't belong to you anymore." Upon hearing this, Wu Meiniang's bright face was filled with emotion. She felt that Zhou Yi had a kind of magic, always able to say things that warmed her heart.

Meanwhile, in the world of Emperor Zhezong of the Northern Song Dynasty, Li Qingzhao rode a pink electric scooter to a shop with a courtyard in the outer city. This was the site of the mill, and the next step was to install the flour mill, photovoltaic panels, and wind turbine.

With electricity, the entire shop can be quickly modernized.

For example, installing a tankless water supply system, equipping each room with lights, installing exhaust fans in the milling room, and installing range hoods in the kitchen, etc.

In short, all kinds of household appliances can be arranged. Li Zhaozhao plans to turn this place into an industrial benchmark of the Song Dynasty and stimulate the literati and merchants of Bianliang.

Li Hang followed on his bicycle, looked around, and liked it more and more the more he looked:

"It's right next to the Caohe River, so we can fish here from now on."

Just as she finished speaking, Li Qingzhao tapped him on the head:
"The Immortal Master has always been working for the well-being of our people. You are so young, yet you don't talk about studying and only think about playing."

Li Hang scratched his head and said:

"Sister, you seem different since you came back this time."

Li Qingzhao was somewhat puzzled:
"What's different?"

"He often spaces out, suddenly giggles, talks about immortals all the time, and is keen on reading romance novels about talented scholars and beautiful women. Something's not right, very not right..."

At this point, Li Hang, as if possessed by Sherlock Holmes, said:

"Even though I'm young, I can tell... Sister, are you possessed?"

Li Qingzhao waited for her brat to utter the word "love," but after analyzing for a long time, the little rascal actually suspected he was possessed. She immediately gave him a good beating, and afterwards, she didn't forget to use her older sister's exclusive bloodline suppression technique:
"Go to the street corner and buy me some osmanthus cakes and Mozi pastries, and also get a gourd of Tumi wine. Use your own pocket money, okay? Don't think I don't know you've hidden at least five strings of cash."

After dismissing Li Hang, Li Qingzhao stood in the empty courtyard, stroking the token and sweetly saying:

"Immortal Master, Immortal Master, Zhao'er misses you. Have you missed me too?"

Inside the Hunyuan Palace, Zhou Yi was preparing lunch when he suddenly heard Li Qingzhao calling him, but she vanished in the blink of an eye.

"Why are you suddenly hallucinating? Is it because you stayed up too late playing on your phone last night?"

He took a piece of pork belly from the refrigerator, first singed the skin, washed it with warm water, then put it in a pot to boil until there was no blood, then took it out and sliced ​​it, preparing to make twice-cooked pork.

Last night, Zhao Yan and Zhao Rui watched two episodes of "A Bite of China" and immediately fell in love with Sichuan cuisine, especially the trembling twice-cooked pork, which Zhao Rui craved all night.

Since Little Fatty wanted to eat, we naturally had to make arrangements. In addition to twice-cooked pork, Zhou Yi also prepared boiled fish, stir-fried pork, and fish-flavored eggplant, among other dishes to go with rice, so that everyone could enjoy their meal.

Just as the meat was being cooked, Xi Shi came in to help. These past few days, apart from delivering some supplies to Confucius, she had been staying at Hunyuan Palace, and the progress of exchanging household registration was starting to speed up. At this rate, Xi Shi would be able to obtain her household registration here by the Spring Festival.

Xi Shi asked about Confucius's seclusion:
"Master, will the old master be deeply affected and never recover?"

Zhou Yi shook his head:

"Confucius may seem stubborn, but he is actually very insightful. The various ideas he promoted were aimed at enabling rulers to implement benevolent governance. Now that you have brought some theories of modern society, it is an opportunity for him to broaden his horizons. He will not be discouraged, but will instead learn with great eagerness... In the world you live in, a brand-new Confucianism will definitely emerge, and it may even end the Warring States period ahead of schedule."

At the same time, in the Spring and Autumn period, Confucius sat in his room, discussing with his disciples the areas where Confucianism needed improvement.

"I have always advocated benevolence and righteousness, believing that as long as the monarchs of various countries can implement benevolent governance and pay attention to etiquette, they can reach the era of Yao, Shun and Yu. Now it seems that this idea was too naive. Fortunately, we met the Lotus Fairy and were able to discover our shortcomings."

Yan Hui, as Confucius's most beloved disciple, was also deeply moved after learning about the information brought by Xi Shi:

"The Qin Emperor's burning of books and burying of scholars alive was a crime too numerous to count, but it was he who ended the Warring States period and ushered in a unified empire, which allowed the Chinese people to become a unified whole, occupy the fertile land of the Central Plains, and lay the foundation for later dynasties."

Zigong nodded and said:

"And then there's Emperor Wu of Han. According to my mentor, he was an absolute tyrant, but for China, he was a great hero throughout the ages. If he hadn't risked the nation's fate to expand its territory, the Chinese people might have been assimilated by foreign races and become barbarians!"

In the past, everyone advocated benevolence and righteousness, but it turned out that true benevolence and righteousness were created by unbenevolent people. This was like a bolt from the blue for the Confucian sages.

Confucius stood up and said:

"It seems that we have been one-sided. We have only been advocating small acts of kindness and righteousness, but have forgotten to consider the greater good from the perspective of the overall situation... The reason why the barbarians have not attacked the fertile land of China is not because they understand etiquette, but because they know that coming here means certain death!"

Since only unification can save China, then Confucianism should be modified from the perspective of the rise and fall of China.

Zilu asked:

"Does the teacher intend to help one country unify the world?"

Confucius nodded, then shook his head:
"The time is not yet ripe. Unification should happen naturally, not be deliberately guided. However, we can first write some military treatises to maintain China's dominance over the barbarians!"

Upon hearing that the book on military strategy had been written, all the disciples were dumbfounded.

A teacher who has advocated benevolence and righteousness for most of his life is actually going to write a military treatise. Isn't that a rather abrupt change of heart?
(End of this chapter)