Through Time Chapter 287

“The Tao is natural, Old Huang, you’re right!”

Zhao Lang smiled at this point and said.

Old Daoist Huang Shi was slightly stunned, although Zhao Lang was agreeing with his words, somehow, he felt keenly that something was wrong.

So he did not answer the question.

Zhao Lang, however, did not give up and said that

“Old Huang ah, you see the doctrine of Taoism is so good, of course it should be promoted, don’t you think so?”

Old Taoist Huang Shi took Zhao Lang’s words carefully, savoured them and found nothing wrong with them.

Taoists were naturally pure and inactive, but for their own doctrines, that was still a concern.

Old Daoist Huang Shi nodded, and then spoke dryly, saying

“It’s just that no one in my Dao family is willing to take on this responsibility.”

Promoting one’s own doctrine takes a lot of time, and it is better to practise it oneself.

Zhao Lang revealed a smile at once, and

“I would be willing to help with this.”

People always have the need for spiritual support, it is a personal freedom.

Although Zhao Lang was a staunch materialist, he would not accuse much of this freedom, either.

Only, if one must believe, one’s own is naturally better.

Hearing these words, the old Taoist Huang Shi was slightly stunned that

“Gongzi Lang is willing to help? You also know Taoist doctrine?”

Zhao Lang shook his head, he only knew a Tao Te Ching, and the phrase, Tao can be the way…

Old Taoist Huang Shi was a bit confused, if you don’t understand it, what kind of help are you offering?

Seeing Old Huang’s meaning, Zhao Long smiled, it was true that he didn’t know Taoist doctrine, but he knew what the people wanted!

“Old Huang, I’ve heard that there are gods and immortals in Taoism, right?”

Old Taoist Huang Shi thought for a moment, then said that

“My Taoist family does have such a thing as attaining the Tao, but it is different from what mortals understand.”

“Attaining the Way is simply discovering and understanding a truth in the world.”

“From this the mind is enlightened, the body is just a skin, and the moment one dies is the moment one attains the path of nature.”

These few words made Zhao Lang squint his eyes, damn it, why are you Taoists more materialistic than materialism.

But it was definitely not possible to say that, it was not conducive to spreading the word.

“Old Huang ah, how can you say that, how can it work?”

“I’ll tell you a legend first.”

“Once upon a time, there was chaos in the heavens and the earth, and in it was born a creator god named Pan Gu, who, with a huge axe in his hand, opened up the heavens and opened up the earth…”

As Zhao Lang narrated, Old Daoist Huang Shi slowly opened his mouth wide.

“Don’t worry, there’s more, after the heavens opened up the earth, there was a mother god with a human head and a snake body named Nuwa…”

Soon, Zhao Lang went through several myths and legends that were widely circulated in later times, such as the Great God Pan Gu, Nuwa’s creation of man, and Quaifu chasing the sun.

These legends and stories, although all extremely simple, were listened to by Old Daoist Huang Shi with a glowing expression, he could perceive the power of them!

Only he quickly asked.

“Gongzi Lang, where did these legends, of which the old Tao has heard little, come from?”

Zhao Lang said, without blushing, without jumping.

“They are all passed down from farmer to farmer, look at this Pan Gu, isn’t he a representative of the hard work of my people in China?”

“This Nuwa, isn’t it a clear proof of the prosperity of my Chinese people?”

“This Kwa, is the very manifestation of my Chinese people’s indomitable struggle against the heavens.”

“Old Huang you are still not deep enough into the folk, you must remember that the folk have great wisdom.”

Old Daoist Huang Shi nodded thoughtfully, but soon frowned again and asked

“But what can the old Tao do?”

Zhao Lang’s eyes lit up, he was waiting for these words!

“Old Huang, you take all these myths and legends, compile them into a canon, and circulate them first.”

“Then send people from the Taoist family to walk the folklore and enlighten and dispel the difficulties, and the people will do the rest for you.”

Old Daoist Huang Shi nodded his head as he listened, only to quickly nerf to that

“My Taoist family, however, does not have so many disciples and disciples.”

Hearing this, Zhao Lang laughed even more happily, people, he had!

“That’s alright, Old Huang, you gather the various disciples of the Daoist family and compile the canon first.”

Old Daoist Huang Shi was a little embarrassed to say that

“Gongzi Lang, how can the old Dao involve others in such matters?”

Zhao Lang’s face was solemn as he said that

“O old Huang! How is this dragging others into it?”

“Think about it, at this point when it really becomes a reality later, how much fame is this? Are you not afraid that others will steal your fame?”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, old Huang, I didn’t expect you to be this kind of person.”

Old Daoist Huang Shi was a little on top of things for a while, and he certainly didn’t mean a

“How could I be such a person, Old Dao! I’ll go now…”

Old Dao was about to say that he would go and write a letter and shout for someone, but when he saw Zhao Lang’s thieving eyes, he instantly turned back to his senses!

Frowning, he asked.

“Gongzi Long, why are you so attached to the Daoists for no reason.”

Zhao Lang froze for a moment at the question, but quickly revealed a smile and said with extreme sincerity that

“It’s always better to have something from your own family.”

This was his truth.

Of course, if the Taoist family grew up in the future and these people didn’t want to run things, he would have to reluctantly help out.

Old Daoist Huang Shi took a closer look at Zhao Lang, but he could not see anything wrong.

These things, right now, seemed to be of no benefit.

I am afraid it will take ten years, or even a hundred years, to see the results.

Old Daoist Huang Shi could not help but glance at Zhao Lang, the

“Fine, in this matter, the old Dao will oblige.”

Zhao Lang smiled at once, he certainly wanted more than that.

This was only the first step in the establishment, after that there would be a transformation.

Of course, there were some things that would take hundreds, or even years, to see the results.

That would be none of his business.

Anyway, nowadays, the people of the Great Qin finally have someone to feed their hearts afterwards.

Let Tianyi send Old Huang back to rest.

Niu and the others, however, still did not return, only to have a message sent that they were pressing for information.

As for how the process went, Zhao Lang didn’t ask much.

Early the next morning.

Zhao Long saw that Old Huang had asked his servant to deliver a letter for him.

It seemed to be a letter written overnight last night.

Zhao Lang nodded in satisfaction, these old men, one by one, were quite reliable.

After a quick look outside, the morning was noticeably cleaner today.

After all, the three schools of Confucianism, law and ink had all retired, and many had left Xianyang yesterday.

It was just slightly hard for Zhao Lang, who had not reaped much benefit from such a big event.

Confucianism and law were left out, and he had intended to make too much progress himself.

The Confucians had at least given him back a group of ram Confucian students.

The Legalists, however, did not have a single hair on their backs.

He had his heart set on recruiting some Mozi disciples, but in the end, he had only met them once.

It was also discovered that his paper making and printing skills had leaked.

All in all, a blood loss.

“Alas, common sense, common sense, the world doesn’t revolve around you either.”

Zhao Lang comforted himself with a few words.

Then he was ready to go to the Tai Lieutenant’s residence.

There was not much he had to do now, to uncover and finish off that columnist Su Ying, who was hiding in the Goguryeo embassy.

And then get the 20,000 taels of gold.

Then he could go back to his farm and spend the winter happily.

Letting Erhei and the others guard the house and Zhao Lang lead the way to death, Tianyi and the others set off.

No one noticed that, not far away, a middle-aged man with a goatee was grimacing and speaking to his servant, saying

“Mei, also come to this manor?”

“Hmph, I said she found someone, but it turns out she is also the head of a family.”