Confucianism is supreme? I am reciting Tang poems in another world!

"Mr. Ci, why don't you let me participate in this Great Zhou Martial Arts Competition? Didn't you say before that there is the inheritance of immortals there?"

"Yingtian, that place is indeed very good, but it is not suitable for you. Your ambition is not above the arts. As you said before, what you want to do is to rule the world and end this troubled world. The likes of immortals , is not what you pursue. If you aspire to the world, you should take the world as your own responsibility."

"But if I get the inheritance of the Immortal, I will definitely be able to end this troubled world faster."

"Inheritance is important, but character is the most important. It is easy to win the world, but it is difficult to rule the world. Even if you use absolute force to win the world, it will not last long. If you don't have a good way to govern the world, you will only get nothing. It's another troubled time, and I need you to have enough time to think about strategies for governing the world, instead of spending this year wasting on so-called opportunities. "

"It is as difficult to govern the world as it is to ascend to heaven. Today, it seems that seven kingdoms are standing in the same tripod, but there are undercurrents and the forces of various countries are intertwined. If you want to win the world, you should convince people with virtue, reason, and culture. , otherwise even if you gain the world, it will not last long."

"Then what do you think I should do?"

"You should make friends with the world's talents, integrate the talents of the seven countries, and clear up the chaos in the world. This is the best policy."

"I understand, thank you Mr. Ci for your teaching."

"Our next stop is to the birthplace of Confucianism. The roots of Confucianism originally belonged to the State of Lu, but since the State of Qi annexed the State of Lu,"

Outside the King's City of Dazhou, an ox cart carrying two young men wandered around.

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The King's City of the Great Zhou Dynasty has been garrisoned by the armies of the seven vassal states at this time, and the city has become more murderous. The merchants who originally came and went have also closed their shops. There were a lot of small frictions, and people often drew swords against each other because of disagreements.

At this moment, a banquet has been set up in the palace to welcome the young people who participated in the Great Zhou Martial Arts Competition. The Great Zhou Martial Arts Competition was a grand competition held by the royal family to select talents from all over the world. Young talents from various vassal states gathered here to represent the honor and dignity of their respective countries.

Of course, the so-called "receiving the wind and washing away the dust" is just a pretext. On top of this feast, the purpose of the royal family is not only to welcome these young talents, but also to shock them. Although the children of these vassal states are the future forces of each country, they are still young and energetic, and they will look down upon the Zhou royal family, and sometimes they will inevitably do impulsive things.

The royal family hopes that through this feast, they can see the majesty and strength of the royal family, and let them understand that the Zhou royal family is not as declining as they imagined.

At this moment, there is an old man with a kind face. His hair has turned gray, and the traces of time have left deep marks on his face. He is wearing a blue robe, sitting on a high platform, and the collar of his clothes is exquisitely embroidered. pattern, holding a folding fan in his hand, shaking it gently, giving people a sense of leisure and contentment.

"The gathering of young talents from the vassal states here really adds a bit of vitality to our royal city of Great Zhou."

The old man sighed with emotion, looking at the dozens of young talents sitting in the palace, his eyes full of emotion.

No one of the young people present dared to make any other sound. There was no other reason. This old man was the Emperor of Zhou who was about to abdicate. According to legend, Emperor Zhou was a great master of ancient cultivation. His cultivation had reached the holy realm and he was the guardian of the Zhou royal family. However, most of the reason why the Zhou royal family has been able to stand firm among these seven kingdoms over the years is because of his existence.

This emperor did not like to govern the country, but liked to practice. When he ascended the throne as emperor, the majesty of the Zhou royal family in the vassal states no longer existed, and it could even be said that it was humiliated by the major vassal states.

However, the emperor relied on his own power to create his own reputation, which made the princes and states fearful and did not dare to destroy the Great Zhou Dynasty. Unfortunately, he alone could not restore the decadence of the entire Great Zhou royal family.

"According to previous etiquette, I should not have presided over this Great Zhou Military Conference, but because of the emperor's succession, I have to show up this time, and this time I plan to pass on the emperor's position to my descendants, who are similar in age to everyone. , I hope everyone can treat him better in the future.”

Emperor Zhou gently shook his folding fan, pointed to the Crown Prince sitting next to him, and said, "His name is Ji Han. Maybe this is the first time everyone has heard of his name."

"I've met the Crown Prince." Everyone present saluted him.

"It's so disgusting to be so pretentious."

A discordant voice sounded, coming from the mouth of the prince. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking quite arrogant.

The faces of the young people present changed slightly. They had no idea that this prince would turn out to be a thorn. "What? Did I say something wrong? On the surface, you all respect my royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but in fact, in your heart, you wish that my royal family would decline soon, right?"

"What the prince said is wrong, and we have absolutely no such intention."

"Did I say it wrong? If I said it wrong, you can refute me. I would like to hear what the respect in your words means."

Ji Han was arrogant and domineering, and did not take these dozens of young talents into consideration at all. "I know you are dissatisfied. You feel that my prince is backed by Taizu, a powerful man in the holy realm, so he can be so arrogant."

"So before this banquet begins, I would like to have a martial arts show with you. Whoever defeats me today will receive ten bone refining pills as a gift."

When he said this, everyone present was stunned. Bone Refining Pills were pills that could only be refined by the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Ancient practitioners only needed to swallow ten Bone Refining Pills to enter the human realm and start the ancient practice. Although everyone in the world now practices the method of Confucius, Bone Refining Pills can also strengthen one's own bones and muscles, make the body invulnerable, and be able to carry a tripod.

"What? No one dares to fight this prince?"

Seeing that everyone was silent, Ji Han's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a mocking smile.

"How about I try?"

A leisurely voice sounded from the outermost side of the banquet hall, and a handsome young man in a gray robe came forward.

Ji Han looked up at the young man, then asked: "Which country are you from?"

"I am a disciple of the Mohist family, Ning Changsheng."

"You are a disciple of the Mohist family?"

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. The Mohist family was not averse to worldly affairs, but in this occasion that should have nothing to do with the Mohist family, they actually saw the Mohist family. Could it be that the Mohist family had chosen to support the Great Zhou royal family?

"There is no other way. Disciples of other families are different from those who are taught by their parents. We have to find a way to make a living."

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