Kyoto, Great Wei.
The vault of heaven is like ink.
All light has disappeared, except for a beam of light that still remains in the Great Wei Palace of Literature.
This beam of light was the Sacred Steps Platform.
Xu Qingnian stood on the ninth step, sitting cross-legged.
Everyone was looking at him.
At this moment, Xu Qingnian was like a saint who had attained enlightenment.
Everyone knew that after today, Xu Qingnian would have a title in the literary world, a title that no one could discredit.
‘The New Saint of the Future’
In the Great Wei Palace of Literature, the vain shadow of Zhu Sheng made a bow towards Xu Qingnian, no one knew what this bow meant.
But this obeisance laid the foundation for Xu Qingnian’s prestige.
After this event, who in the world does not know the ruler?
Who would dare to trouble Xu Qingnian, not to mention the other literati?
There were once people who dared to ridicule Xu Qingnian with the idea that he did not have such talent, but now, even saints worshipped Xu Qingnian.
Who would dare to despise an existence that even saints respect? And who would dare to slander?
Even the great scholars of heaven and earth could not slander and humiliate Xu Qingnian.
a*suming that the Taiping Poetry Competition was to start in a few days, the great talents of the ten kingdoms would not dare to be even half as arrogant, or even whatever Xu Qingnian said.
This is the prestige of a saint, the underpinnings of a saint.
In particular, Xu Qingnian is very likely to be the new saint of the future, the second saint of Great Wei, although this is not particularly likely, after all, the saint of literature is of extraordinary significance, but it is not difficult to become a half-saint, is it?
Isn’t a half-saint a saint?
A living half-saint, and it was likely that Xu Qingnian would reach half-sainthood within forty years, such a person would mean so much to Confucianism, the ruler of Confucianism in the world.
Prince Huai Ning was stunned speechless.
He had indeed not expected that Xu Qingnian would not only not be killed by the Holy Will, but that he would be recognised by Zhu Sheng and even receive a bow from him.
In the past, he could have used some means, in a big way, to tear his face off from the Empress and attack and kill Xu Qingnian.
But now he couldn’t. Once he killed Xu Qingnian, the literati of the world would not spare himself, and his own generations would be struck by thunder.
Xu Qingnian …… It has become a climate, ah.
He was filled with remorse in his eyes, he regretted, extremely regretted, regretted why he did not kill Xu Qingnian before today.
He was too scrupulous himself.
Now that Xu Qingnian has completely formed a climate, it would be too difficult to move Xu Qingnian again, as difficult as the sky.
If you don’t get rid of Xu Qingnian, Wei will gradually return to its heyday, and if that’s the case, you’ll be watching a tiger cub grow up.
Unfortunately, what could be done with more remorse? There was no more hope for him.
He was not the only one.
Pengru, Sun Jing’an and Yan Lei were truly desperate.
But he had lost all his face, his wisdom had been misplaced and he had made a huge mistake, creating a great enemy for the Zhu Sheng lineage.
But he was not angry about this, what he was angry about was why Zhu Sheng had bowed to Xu Qingnian. Why was that? It was impossible. The Vermilion Saint was the Saint of All Saints, what was Xu Qingnian? Was Xu Qingnian worthy?
He was not even qualified to lift Zhu Sheng’s shoes.
Unlike Peng Ru’s thoughts, Yan Lei and Sun Jing’an were in a state of complete and utter fear and anxiety, as they had never thought that Xu Qingnian could actually be enriched by the Holy Will.
This was unbelievable.
But when they had calmed down, the only emotions the two of them now had left were ‘fear’ and ‘despair’.
They had promised Xu Qingnian before that if Xu Qingnian could prove himself innocent, they would abolish their Confucian status.
When they said this, they did say it with some anger, plus the confidence that Peng Ru gave them, so the two agreed to do it.
Available at …… Available at …… But what they didn’t expect was that Xu Qingnian would be able to do so.
Then wouldn’t it be the end of themselves next?
Thinking of this, the two men could not help but become even more fearful.
They believed that Xu Qingnian would definitely let them abolish their Confucian status, but if they were really allowed to do so, would they be willing to do so? Definitely not.
It had taken Yan Lei sixty years to reach the Great Confucian realm.
It took Sun Jing’an 55 years to reach Confucianism.
If they were really deprived of their Confucian status, then they might as well die.
They wanted to open their mouths and beg Xu Qingnian for forgiveness, but the words were in their hearts, but they couldn’t say them.
The main thing was that Xu Qingnian was sitting up there, silent all the time, which made people feel strange.
I don’t know what Xu Qingnian was trying to do here.
And just when the crowd was silent.
Xu Qingnian suddenly opened his eyes.
His voice rang out.
“I am Xu Qingnian.”
“Today I write a book and become a Confucian.”
A vast voice rang out.
Xu Qingnian’s voice, at this moment, was incomparably loud, spreading throughout the entire capital of Great Wei.
When this voice resounded.
Great Wei’s Kyoto.
As if ten thousand waves had been raised, the entire Kyoto was completely boiling.
If we say that Xu Qingnian had proved himself innocent before, the people were worried and scared, they could not easily meet a good official, and if they really lost it like this.
It would indeed be extremely difficult to bear.
But now, Xu Qingnian has proved his position as a great scholar and has written a book to become a scholar, so how can the whole of Wei’s Kyoto not boil over?
Not to mention the people.
The most excited people were the literati of Wei.
They looked at Xu Qingnian with bewildered eyes.
Before and after, Xu Qingnian had only enrolled in school for half a year.
Qi cultivation! Enlightenment! Body cultivation!
It had only taken Xu Qingnian three months.
To clarify her mind! Establishing words! Write a book!
It only took Xu Qingnian another three months.
Half a year before and after, Xu Qingnian is going to become a great scholar today? How fast is this cultivation speed? How can it be so exaggerated and outrageous?
Can you give us a chance?
The Great Wei literati were completely convinced.
Before the seventh grade, they could care less about Xu Qingnian’s speed of advancement, so what if it was three grades in three months? Even if it was three grades in a month, it would be useless.
The reason is that by the time you reach the seventh rank, you need to have a clear intention, and if you can’t have a clear intention, you will only be the eighth rank in your life.
And even after you have made your will clear, you have to make a speech that is recognised by heaven and earth, or by the people, or by society, otherwise, it is of no use.
After you have established your words, the most difficult thing is actually to write a book.
The book that you write must be read by the whole world, and the world must understand the contents of your book, otherwise it is of no use.
Otherwise, if you can just write a book and become a great scholar, then everyone will be a great scholar.
Among the crowd.
Hua Xinyun looked at Xu Qingnian in a daze.
He had an extremely complicated look in his eyes.
He was now a seventh-ranked Ming Yi, so he could have made his speech a long time ago, but he only intended to do so on the day of the imperial examination.
Xu Qingnian was a sixth-ranked Confucian, and he did not care because he could make a statement at any time if he wanted to.
But today, Xu Qingnian writes a book, and once he succeeds, it will be …… The fifth-ranking Confucian.
A twenty year old great Confucian.
Ancient and modern exchanges ……. The first person to do so.
The first person in the history of the world to do so is the first person in the history of the world to do so.
Is he really the new saint of the future?
Why!
The new saint, why not me, Hua Xinyun.
What was going on in Hua Xinyun’s heart, only he knew, but he would not be too happy.
As for Peng Ru and the others, they all opened their eyes wide and looked at Xu Qingnian.
He had just received the Sacred Will and had entered the Fifth Grade Great Confucian realm directly.
He did not want Xu Qingnian to succeed in entering the rank, but he could not stop him.
One wrong step, one wrong step! One mistake at a time!
At this moment, Peng Ru felt a sweetness in his throat, he knew it was his heart burning with anxiety, and blood was about to spurt out, but he pressed it back hard.
As for Yan Lei and Sun Jing’an’s faces, they looked even more ugly.
If Xu Qingnian became a great Confucian, he would be their equal, so it was even more unlikely that Xu Qingnian would let them go later.
At this moment, the two men were like people who were about to die, waiting chronically for their deaths, and their hearts were incomparably tormented.
At the same time, they were deeply remorseful, regretting why they had provoked Xu Qingnian, why they had provoked Xu Qingnian.
Not far away.
When the Shang Shu of Great Wei saw this scene again, they all could not help but clench their fists. Chen Zhengru looked at Xu Qingnian, his eyes full of appreciation and admiration.
Gu Yan and the others also had an indescribable feeling. They were already old and had long since lost that fervent blood in their bodies, but Xu Qingnian had brought it to them.
In the lineage of martial generals, the Duke of An looked at Xu Qingnian and could not help but feel deeply emotional.
“Heaven will not give birth to me Xu Qingnian, Confucianism is like a long night, from now on, the martial arts officials’ lineage, no matter what, must befriend Xu Qingnian, do you understand?”
Duke An used his true qi to transmit his voice to inform every martial official.
What Xu Qingnian had done today had stiffened his status in the hearts of all the people by more than one degree?
Once, Xu Qingnian was a clever man and a man of blood in their hearts, and they liked Xu Qingnian’s cleverness as well as his bloodiness.
But these were all character likes, they could only say that they thought you were a good person and were willing to make friends with you.
But now it was different.
Xu Qingnian had already shown his true strength, the future prime minister of Great Wei and the future sage of Confucianism.
With these two titles alone, offending Xu Qingnian would undoubtedly be seeking death.
As for how the future Prime Minister of Great Wei had arrived at his title? Do we still need to think about that? Based on what Xu Qingnian has done today, who will take the position of Prime Minister of Wei in the future if not Xu Qingnian?
Would it be possible to let Chen Zhengru, an old man, occupy the position and not step down?
Meanwhile.
In the capital of Wei.
Inside the Shouren Academy.
Chen Xinghe looked at the ink-coloured sky without saying a word.
He did not go to the Great Wei Palace of Literature, not because he did not want to see it, but because he trusted his senior brother and he did not want to get involved for fear that he would say the wrong thing, after all, he knew a thing or two about this matter in the first place.
It would be a tragedy if he didn’t help and instead harmed his junior brother.
He was glad to see what was happening in the Great Wei Palace of Literature, but he was also able to see what was happening in the heavenly dome of the sky with the casting of the mirror, and he was both glad and impressed by the fact that his junior brother was really a great talent.
Now, when he heard Xu Qingnian’s writings about becoming a Confucian, Chen Xinghe was inexplicably frozen.
“Senior brother, senior brother, can’t you wait for me?”
After a long time, Chen Xinghe said what was on his mind, he was really a bit uncomfortable, stuck at the tenth grade and delayed in breaking through.
He should have broken through a long time ago, but it was because Xu Qingnian was breaking through one at a time, causing his mind to collapse.
But luckily, Xu Qingnian was his own senior brother no matter what, which was good, very good.
Peach Blossom Nunnery.
Zhang Ruhui looked in the direction of the Great Wei Palace of Literature, he clenched his fists in excitement, just now he lost his temper straight away and shouted Xu Xin Sheng a few times.
And throughout the Peach Blossom Nunnery, almost all the women looked towards the Great Wei Wen Gong, their eyes filled with adoration.
Some women even surrounded Luo Baiyi, excited beyond measure, saying.
“Sister Baiyi, Sister Baiyi, my sister really envies you for being favoured by Duke Xu.”
“Yes, yes, we are really envious, if I could get half of Prince Xu’s favour, my sister I would be willing to die.”
“Sister Baiyi, is this Duke Xu gentle?”
They opened their mouths and surrounded Baiyi, asking all sorts of questions about Xu Qingyi.
But Luo Baiyi was a little embarra*sed, because she didn’t know Xu Qingnian well, having only met him twice, and the first time was extremely odd, and the second time was a little ……. The second time was a bit odd.
But in any case, when she saw Zhu Sheng’s shadow pay homage to Xu Qingnian, she also got excited, she was serene in nature, but she couldn’t help but stand up at that moment.
Now that Xu Qingnian had even written a book and become a Confucian, she was even more excited and thrilled, but she could not do what other women did.
But her gaze was full of unspeakable excitement.
Inside the Peach Blossom Nunnery, on the ground floor.
Wang Ru pointed to the Great Wei Palace of Literature outside the window and said in an extremely excited tone.
“Xu Shouren, who is a close friend of mine, a close friend of mine, Wang, he will be certified as a great scholar today, he is the new saint of Great Wei.”
“The new saint of our Great Wei.”
Wang Ru was trembling with excitement, although his relationship with Xu Qingnian was not extremely good, it was still quite good and he had some friendship.
To have a friendship with a great Confucian, a twenty-year-old great Confucian, a future new saint of Wei, was a great honour.
All the literati around him were indeed envious, and some even took the initiative to befriend Wang Ru, hoping that he would introduce them to Xu Qingnian sometime.
This was not the only thing.
All the people up and down Wei were excited.
They were all excited.
A twenty-year-old great Confucian, a being recognised by the saints, the future new saint of Great Wei, was taking this crucial step under their gaze, and they were witnessing this piece of history.
Thousands of years from now, perhaps they too will be mentioned, perhaps in a few words, but they are literally remembered.
This is the pomp and circumstance.
A pomp not seen in Great Wei since the defeat of the Northern Expedition.
But among the Palace of Literature.
The voice of Pengru rang out.
“Write a book and become a Confucian!”
“The book of writings needs the approval of all the people, and he will not become a great Confucian today.”
Peng Ru’s voice, instead of speaking out, informed some people through the Confucian divine power.
Among them were Sun Jing’an and Yan Lei.
After the two heard this again, they could not help but react.
Yes, Xu Qingnian had written a book.
He said he was writing a book, but what kind of book was he writing? Even if he had written a book, what would it be? To become a great Confucian, one needs to be recognized by the people, and what book can be directly recognized by the people?
Even if it is a book on spirituality, it needs some time to be promoted and pa*sed on by word of mouth, so that someone can explain the truth of it and make people understand it.
Otherwise, it is almost impossible to write a book and become a Confucian.
The two men were relieved by Peng Ru’s words.
As long as Xu Qingnian did not become a great Confucian, they would be able to escape.
After all, if they were really forced to abolish their Confucian status, the Great Wei Palace of Literature would not agree to it, and they would just be embarra*sed later.
But even if they were to be humiliated, it would be better than losing their Confucian status, right?
It was at this moment that Xu Qingnian’s voice rang out again.
Xu Qingnian’s voice rang out again.
“Today, I, Xu, have received the holy will and have gained some insight, so I have written a thousand-character essay.”
“For the people of the world, I will write a work of literacy and enlightenment, so that all the people of Wei will be like dragons.”
Xu Qingnian opened his mouth, and this was his fifth grade book.
The Thousand Character Cla*sic!
The reason why he chose the Thousand Character Cla*sic was not a spur of the moment, but something that Xu Qingnian had considered long ago.
He needed to educate the people and gain public opinion. His own clear intention was to learn and establish his words for the people, while writing a book was still for the people.
The Thousand Character Cla*sic, the book of enlightenment for schoolchildren, allows more people to become literate, to read and to have knowledge.
Xu Qingnian, of course, made the complete change, which he had been studying before.
There are many allusions in the Thousand Character Cla*sic, and Xu Qingnian added the Great Wei allusions and Confucianism to it.
Otherwise, there are parts written on that would not flow at all.
And this!
This is the book of Xu Qingnian’s writings.
This sound rang out.
It spread to every corner of Great Wei’s Kyoto.
In the next moment, Xu Qingnian spoke again, reciting the Thousand Character Cla*sic.
“Heaven and Earth, the Universe.”
“The sun and the moon are in full bloom, the stars and the stars are in the sky.”
“Cold comes and goes, autumn harvests and winter hides.”
Xu Qingnian’s voice was not loud, but it could be heard throughout Kyoto.
Each word recited by Xu Qingnian turned into a golden ray of light that rushed towards the vault of heaven, piercing the endless darkness.
Originally, it seemed as if eternal night was approaching, but at this moment, Great Wei’s Kyoto was blossoming with light.
The golden ancient characters, each one like a small sun, hung above the vault of the sky, reflecting brilliance.
And Xu Qingnian’s voice continued to spread.
This time, it was no longer just in the capital of Great Wei.
Instead, it spread to all the surrounding counties and provinces.
This is not just a book, but a book of enlightenment for readers. Children must begin to learn to read and write, but what to read and write is a question.
Every place has its own literacy book, and the teachers usually divide it up according to their own preferences.
However, most of these literacy books are individual words.
Xu Qingnian’s recitation of the Thousand Character Cla*sic is different, with four words in its entirety, neatly counterpointed, clearly organised and well-written, not only allowing children to become literate, but also to understand some truths.
For example, the meaning of “Autumn Harvest and Winter Storage” is to harvest grain in autumn and store it in winter, using simple things to tell about different things.
It includes some Great Wei allusions, Confucian and Taoist allusions, which are both literate and explicit, and Xu Qingnian also has the selfish intention of writing his own individual allusions in it, not so much because he needs talent, but because he needs public opinion.
Of course the main thing is also appropriateness, rhyming and counterpoint is not a problem, otherwise Xu Qingnian would not have deliberately forced it.
Humanities, history, allusions, farming, rituals, horticulture, geography, and so on are all in there, and they have all been perfectly revised.
This is what makes the Thousand Character Cla*sic so cla*sic.
Otherwise just literacy alone, the Great Wei did not know how many books there were.
The Thousand Character Cla*sic written by Xu Qingnian today is to compile this unified literacy book for the people of the world, which uses most of the words that can be used for general knowledge.
Not only can children learn them, but adults can learn them too, just a little slower.
One after another, the golden script flew into the sky.
At the same time, the rolling Yangtze River-like Hao Rang Qi appeared again, this time together with the 3,000-mile Talent Qi.
This time, however, Xu Qingnian did not stop these Talent Qi from entering his body, for he needed them to break through to the Great Confucian realm.
The terrifying talent qi gushed into Xu Qingnian’s body like a galaxy falling downwards.
At this moment, Xu Qingnian was like a dry sponge, frantically absorbing the Talent Qi.
And his aura became stronger and stronger, more and more terrifying.
There was a huge difference between a sixth-ranked Zheng Confucian and a fifth-ranked Da Confucian.
Although the difference was only one grade, the difference was a hundred thousand miles.
If Xu Qingnian was certified as a fifth-grade Confucian, then fourth-grade demons would all be mere ants in his eyes, except for third-grade demons, who might still be able to compete with Xu Qingnian.
This is the innate power of Confucianism.
What’s more, by reaching the fifth grade, Xu Qingnian would have the power of the Saint of Words, reaching up to the heavens, no longer needing to ask for the Holy Will, just open his mouth, and the Holy Will would sense it.
Of course, the saint’s will will still have to judge itself after it has sensed it, whether it has coalesced or not.
But this point alone is already a watershed difference.
With a single word, one can exterminate a demon.
With a single anger, one can put down a demon.
The talent qi that rolled into his body like a yellow river was actually not just absorbed by Xu Qingnian alone.
All the Saint Weapon embryos were absorbing this constant stream of Talent Qi.
They had to metamorphose until they reached the Great Confucian Weapon.
In line with their own realm.
And Xu Qingnian kept chanting the Thousand Character Text.
Until the end.
“Lone and ignorant, foolish and cynical. It is said that the one who speaks to help, is not a helper.”
When the last sentence of the Thousand Character Verse was recited.
Above the vault of heaven.
The thousand-character text transformed into a thousand small suns, like golden stars, sweeping away all darkness.
In this moment, the Great Wei Heavenly Vault, the wind and waves were calm, and all darkness, completely disappeared.
And then.
A golden writing shimmered and glowed above the vault of heaven, but the next moment, an incredible scene appeared.
A stream of public opinion flew up from the ground and surged into the golden words.
Above the dome of the sky, a real star, flickering and glowing, shot out beams of starlight, all surging into the words.
The world was curious, not knowing what was going on.
But among the Great Wei Palace of Literature, there were countless people with wide eyes.
The first person to speak was Peng Ru.
He spoke again, pointing at the thousand-character text on the vault of heaven, his voice almost trembling.
“Absolute …… Absolute …… Absolute divine Book!”
His already pale face became even paler as his fingers trembled and his eyes were filled with incredulity.
Today, the shock Xu Qingnian had given him was simply too much.
Writing a book to become a Confucian, Xu Qingnian had directly written a supreme divine book.
This is simply ……. There is no one before or after him.
“Quoting the scriptures, astronomy and geography, Confucianism and Daoism, the Great Wei Canon, and the saints’ canon, all in it, both literate and clear, this book should be a cla*sic ah.”
“The allusions to the saints of the five generations are all in it, and the counterpoint is neat, so if the people of the world read it for enlightenment, they will respect the saints even more.”
“Good, good, good, this thousand-character text has allusions, farming, geography, astronomy, food, living, and so on, and it can also rhyme so neatly, it should be a divine book.”
“The stars shape the words, public opinion carries them, this is a divine book, this book will influence the world’s readers.”
“Xu Shouren, to write a supreme divine book, this ……. I am afraid that even a sage cannot do it.”
“If we only talk about the realm of the fifth grade, indeed, no saint has done it in the past and present, the stars shape the words, public opinion carries them, among the rumors, the signs of the supreme divine book, Xu Shouren, when the talent of ten thousand ages ah.”
“The sages have said that those who write books, whose words are shaped by the stars and carried by public opinion, are the books of heaven and earth; the stars are the heavens and the people are the earth; and the books of heaven and earth are the supreme divine books, invisible to the ancient and modern worlds.
“Xu Shouren, just how much more can he surprise us? He can even write a divine book… Good, good, good, a sage is coming out of Wei.
Amongst the Palace of Literature, many great scholars spoke up, they were not great scholars of the Zhu Sheng lineage, but great scholars of the Palace of Literature.
When they saw Xu Qingnian’s supreme divine book, what they naturally felt was shock, excitement and exceptional excitement. Xu Qingnian’s thousand-character text was so extraordinary that they could see it right away.
They could see at a glance that the meaning of this thousand-character text was not just as simple as rhyming neatly and being literate, but contained many truths and incorporated everything in the world.
A supreme divine book, a supreme divine book, a supreme divine book.
They were shocked and excited.
The sages had mentioned it, but it was unclear whether it existed or not.
But today, Xu Qingnian’s Thousand Character Writings are indeed in line with all the characteristics of the Absolute Divine Books.
The stars shape the words, public opinion carries them, both for heaven and earth, and it is called the divine book.
And for the great scholars of the Zhu Sheng lineage, they now had only two words to express their feelings.
Astonishment.
Stunned.
Stunned.
He regretted that he should not have been like this, that he should not have attacked Xu Qingnian for practising a different art.
He had never expected that Xu Qingnian would not only turn his defeat into victory, but that he would also win in such an exaggerated manner.
He won the resonance of holy intent, received the worship of Zhu Sheng, wrote a divine text, and became a great scholar of the world.
Each of these events, when placed in the hands of any one person, could have shaken the world of literature.
How much more so when all four of these events were combined in one person?
People were already completely numb.
Completely and utterly numb.
To put it bluntly, even if Xu Qingnian were to become a saint right now, I’m afraid that people wouldn’t feel anything, because being strong to a degree would give people an unreal feeling.
Solely, as the thousand-word text on the dome of the sky fell down like a star.
After it was lost into Xu Qingnian’s body, all the visions were slowly dissipating.
Xu Qingnian sat on the Sacred Steps platform and branded the Thousand Character Essay into his body, which was his fifth-grade essay.
As for the literary device, Xu Qingnian had also thought of it, coalescing a tablet and inscribing the Thousand Character Essay on it, the Public Opinion Tablet.
This was not just for targeting demons, but for some great scholars, to suppress some great scholars with the public opinion of the world, or some people who attempted to rebel.
Nowadays, Xu Qingnian no longer needs to enter the Heaven and Earth Palace of Literature to condense the holy weapon.
With a single thought, the Sacred Weapons were formed.
There were six Sacred Weapons in total, all of which were absorbing a constant stream of Talent Qi.
In this way, it would be of great help to him.
Just after Xu Qingnian had finished forming the sacred weapons, the thousand-word text was also successfully printed.
Boom!
With Xu Qingnian at the centre, a huge wave of Qi spread out as far as the entire capital of Great Wei.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
In the middle of the Palace of Literature, nine bells rang out, the resonance of the Great Wei Sacred Weapons.
Xu Qingnian’s entire aura rose steeply at this moment, as he crossed the critical step to reach the realm of the Great Confucian.
The Vast Righteous Qi within his body also transformed into the Great Confucian Literary Qi.
A fearsome aura pervaded, Xu Qingnian was not an ordinary great Confucian, but a supreme great Confucian.
In one fell swoop, he surpa*sed Sun Jing’an, Yan Lei, Chen Zhengru, Chen Xin, Zhou Min and other great scholars.
Apart from the Great Confucians of Heaven and Earth, no one could suppress Xu Qingnian by half a point.
“Congratulations to Lord Xu!”
“All hail Lord Xu!”
“We congratulate the new future saint, who has been certified as a great Confucian.”
“Students pay their respects to Great Confucian Xu.”
When Xu Qingnian attained the position of Great Confucian, the people knelt towards Xu Qingnian in unison, congratulating him on his achievement of the position of Great Confucian.
Some merchants and dignitaries congratulated Xu Qingnian on achieving the position of great scholar.
As for the scholars, they called themselves students and worshipped Xu Qingnian.
A great scholar was worthy of calling himself a student, even if Xu Qingnian was only twenty years old.
But so what?
The Great Confucian was recognised by Heaven and Earth, not by them, nor by the Palace of Literature.
It is Heaven and Earth.
No one could be greater than Heaven and Earth.
“You’re welcome.”
On the Sacred Steps platform, Xu Qingnian returned a bow towards the crowd, a ceremonial humility.
All the visions and light, as well as the aura that belonged to his supreme great scholar, were all internalised.
The next moment, Xu Qingnian’s gaze fell on Sun Jing’an and Yan Lei.
He had become a great scholar, and Xu Qingnian would not need to be respected. The three of them had tried their best to put themselves to death, and there was no reason not to take revenge.
Feeling Xu Qingnian’s gaze, Sun Jing’an and Yan Lei were no longer half as arrogant as before, and they even subconsciously stood behind Pengru, not daring to look directly at Xu Qingnian.
“Sun Jing’an, Yan Lei.”
“What are you two waiting for?”
Xu Qingnian’s voice rang out, his gaze cold as it landed on the two of them.
The two of them were silent, slightly silent.
The crowd also instantly understood what Xu Qingnian was trying to do.
But no one was willing to speak up to help the two of them, for no other reason than the fact that they were indeed hateful and had deliberately tried to harm Xu Qingnian, and it was reasonable for Xu Qingnian to repay their grievances with straightforwardness.
For a while, many eyes were cast over, and there was even some gloating in their eyes.
They were happy to see this scene, and there were even people who were worried that Xu Qingnian had forgotten about it, or that he had become a great Confucian unwilling to take it into account.
Now that they saw Xu Qingnian take the initiative at the first opportunity, the crowd was relieved.
Xu Qingnian was still the same Xu Qingnian.
Sun Jing’an and Yan Lei did not speak, they really did not know what to say.
And Peng Ru, who was standing in front of them, spoke up.
“Little friend Xu, this is a misunderstanding, I know that you have hatred in your heart, but the Great Wei Palace of Literature is willing to compensate you, you have just attained the rank of great Confucian, you should stabilize your realm, there are sage’s handbooks in the Palace of Literature, I would like to borrow them for you to read.”
Although Peng Ru could not believe all this, as a great Confucian of Heaven and Earth, he was able to adjust his mentality very quickly.
The sage’s handwritten notes.
This is a very precious thing, even the Great Wei Palace of Literature does not have many of them, indeed it is worth a lot of money.
But did Xu Qingnian care?
He did not care.
He had his own way of heart learning and naturally did not need to borrow from the scholarship of others, so it would be fine if he viewed it, but as a price, Xu Qingnian did not need it.
“Pengru.”
“One, today I have already certified the realm of great Confucianism, the word little friend is not appropriate.”
“Before approaching the Palace of Literature, I asked Sun Jing’an and Yan Lei three times, willing to make a big deal out of a small one.”
“But they both refused to listen to my advice and insisted that I should prove my innocence, and now that I have proved my innocence, I am now told that everything is just a misunderstanding.”
“Pengru! Is this the style of the Zhu Sheng lineage?”
Xu Qingnian spoke, his cold intent full.
An hour ago.
He had asked the two again and again that this matter could be made small and trivial.
But did these two people agree?
They didn’t?
Why not? Because they were firm that they would die if they stepped into the Palace of Literature.
And for two people who wanted to put themselves to death, would Xu Qingnian let them go?
Not to mention the saint’s handwritten note, even if it was the saint’s own handwriting, Xu Qingnian would not agree to it.
“Xu Ru, the old man is also responsible for this matter.”
“How about this, two copies of the saint’s handwritten notes, may I?”
Peng Ru continued to speak, still bargaining.
“This Confucian said, no need for handwritten notes, just a justice.”
Xu Qingnian said coldly.
“Xu Ru, today you have been blessed by a disaster, you have obtained the Holy Will in the Palace of Literature, and you have even achieved the status of a great Confucian, you have already obtained something that many people will never get in their lifetime.”
“Just don’t be aggressive.”
Peng Ru spoke, and his words made Xu Qingnian want to laugh indeed.
What did it mean to get a blessing out of a disaster? To obtain the Holy Will was to sacrifice Chao Ge and Broken Evil, causing the two to fall asleep, while one would next have to walk down this path alone.
And as for becoming a great Confucian? The Thousand Character Cla*sic is dead? It’s not something you wrote yourself? How did it come to Peng Yuan’s mouth as if it was something they had enjoined upon themselves?
“Peng Ru, you say I am aggressive, then I would like to ask, if this Confucian really practises a different art and is found out by the Great Wei Palace of Literature, will you let me go?”
“Would they both let me go?”
Xu Qingnian took a step towards the front, and the aura of a great Confucian instantly erupted, like a mountain torrent, suppressing Sun Jing’an and Yan Lei.
When these words were uttered, Peng Ru was silent, for he could not say, no.
If he were to say this, he would really be laughed at by the world.
“Xu Ru, no matter what, your ability to certify as a great Confucian today has something to do with the two of us, although we were at fault first, but after all, it is a foreign art that is involved.”
“As a great Confucian, it is only reasonable for us to conduct a strict investigation.”
“In this matter, I can apologise to you, and Pengru is willing to give you the sage’s handbook, what more do you want?”
Sun Jing’an could not help but speak up, he was not angry and abusive, but a kind of timid opening, explaining himself and forcing a reason.
“Joke.”
“Involved in a foreign art? Without any evidence, someone says that this Confucian practises a foreign art and this Confucian has to cooperate with the investigation? Then if every day there is a person who says that this Confucian practises a different art, does this Confucian have to testify against himself every day?”
“Sun Jing’an, as a great Confucian, since you dare to speak, you dare to behave.”
Xu Qingnian’s voice was like thunder and his eyes were cold and incomparable.
For a moment, Sun Jing’an hid behind, he did not dare to speak, nor did he even dare to look directly at Xu Qingnian.
“Xu Ru.”
“Let’s stop here.”
“After all, they are the great Confucians of Great Wei, if they really abolish the Confucian position, it would be a great loss to Great Wei, and a great loss to the Palace of Literature, the only ones who would benefit would be the enemy countries and the demons.”
At this moment, Peng Ru spoke up again, even going so far as to press Xu Qingnian with the country’s world.
When this was said, many people were a little annoyed.
This was really shameless.
When they started forcing Xu Qingnian to come to the Palace of Literature, he asked three times not to make a big deal out of it, but it was Sun Jing’an and Yan Lei who had to force Xu Qingnian to prove his innocence.
Now they have succeeded in proving their innocence.
The result is that they are cheating, especially this Pengru, who, on the basis of being a great Confucian of heaven and earth, directly does not even want to have a face.
The military officials of the Ministry of War and so on, in particular, could not help but curse out, these old things, they are really shameless.
And at that moment, suddenly, Xu Qingnian’s voice rang out.
“To your mother.”
Xu Qingnian shouted, and as this voice rang out, it caused everyone to freeze.
A great Confucian in the hall, even burst out foul language, this ……. This was unprecedented.
“Xu Ru, you are unbridled.”
Peng Ru opened his mouth, and he looked at Xu Qingnian somewhat incredulously.
As a great Confucian, he actually said such vulgar words directly, this ……. This …… This was really degrading.
“Put your mother.”
“Old, immortal thing, I am calling you Pengru, I am giving you face, you are really leaning on old people here.”
“The whole thing, it was you who pushed me, from the beginning, to force me to prove my innocence, you old thing, you don’t read the sage’s book in the Palace of Literature, to understand life and death, and run out to make a fool of yourself.”
“And with two people who have no Confucian virtue at all, are you ashamed of yourself?”
“Seeing that your time is coming, I tolerated you before, but I didn’t expect you to give up your face.”
“Do you still think you can overpower me, Xu Qingnian?”
“Today, I, Xu, will let you know why I am called Wan Gu Mad Sheng.”
“Eight gates of the capital soldiers will listen to the order.”
“Blockade the Great Wei Palace of Literature, within one incense stick, if Sun Jing’an and Yan Lei do not abolish their positions as Confucians, they will be executed on the spot, including Peng Yuan.”
“Those who dare to disobey the order will be killed without pardon!”
Xu Qingnian’s voice was like thunder, and at this moment he took out the Great Wei Dragon Talisman and dispatched the military to work.
You like to play rogue, don’t you?
Then today I will play with you what it means to be a real scoundrel.
The Great Wei Dragon Talisman appeared.
The six ministers bowed one after another, especially Zhou Yan, the Minister of War, who spoke out loud.
“Minister! Receive the decree!”
With these words, Zhou Yan moved straight away and went to dispatch the eight gates of the capital army, he was very excited and already looked at this group of great scholars with great displeasure, but of course he also knew that Xu Qingnian was scaring them again.
At the same time, the state princes and lords also laughed, Xu Qingnian is still the same Xu Qingnian, he can’t take any loss, good, good, very good.
As for the people, they all clenched their fists in excitement, they had already hated it so much, now Xu Qingnian’s angry rebuke coupled with such a domineering style, how could they not be happy?
This was the way to deal with such a shameless thing.
If you don’t eat the wine, then let them know what it means to be a madman of the ages.
“Xu Qingnian.”
“How dare you speak such treacherous words.”
“You, this is …….”
Peng Ru trembled, he did not expect Xu Qingnian to dare to be so treacherous.
He even dared to say that he wanted to kill Ru.
This was a great humiliation in the sky.
It was also a treacherous statement.
But Xu Qingnian did not bother to look at Peng Yuan.
“Defying the saints right?”
“One sentence, talking over and over, are you tired of it?”
“Peng Yuan.”
“Sun Jing’an.”
“Yan Lei.”
“You all should know the style of Xu Mou, right? Even the Sheriff King died under Xu Mou’s sword, you don’t think that Xu Mou wouldn’t dare to kill Ru, do you?”
Xu Qingnian spoke coldly.
Just as soon as these words were spoken, Prince Huai Ning couldn’t help but cough.
Hearing this, how could Prince Huaining maintain his composure.
“If you cough, get lost and go back, don’t cough here, Prince Huaining, your slander of Xu for cultivating foreign arts is not completely over, go and receive your punishment yourself.”
“Don’t look at me with such eyes, remember, Xu Mou is already a great Confucian, if you have the guts, you can move Xu Mou.”
Xu Qingnian scolded unceremoniously.
This guy was no good either, scolding and scolding, what did he want?
“Humph!”
Prince Huai Ning flicked his sleeve, he did not call out to Xu Qingnian, instead he just left.
The next moment.
The eight gates of capital soldiers appeared and surrounded the Great Wei Palace of Literature.
One by one, they were in a murderous mood.
The scene instantly stiffened beyond recognition.
Xu Qingnian’s eyes did indeed reveal killing intent as well.
A quarter of an hour.
If you don’t abolish your Confucian position.
He Xu Qingnian …… I dare to kill a Confucian.
