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"Rite!" Accompanied by Chu Nangong's words, Fusu, Jiang Chen and others stepped towards the little sage village. Fu Nian immediately sang loudly, and saw that on the steps, many Confucian disciples, all wearing dresses and solemn expressions, bowed to Fusu together.

"This is the eight dance that represents the highest etiquette!" Mr. Nan of Chu said with a stroking voice. Looking at the Confucian disciples who were respectful in their words and deeds, a smile appeared on his face.

But the famous master Gongsun Linglong smiled and asked, "Since it is the Eight-Royal Dance, why are there only six rows?"

"You, the emperor is eight, the princes are six, the officials are four, the scholars are two, and the eight qualifiers are just general terms." Chu Nangong replied in a deep voice: "Fusu is the prince, so he can only enjoy the treatment of the princes."

"Mr. Nan is indeed very knowledgeable." Jiang Chen complimented the other party without any trace, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: People who live look really different!

"Etiquette is accomplished!" As Fu Nian said, Confucian disciples lined up on both sides, revealing the passage in the middle, and welcomed this line of people who were important figures in the empire.

Everyone followed Fusu and saw beautiful mountains and rivers inside, birds singing and flowers scenting, and pavilions were everywhere, as if they were like a fairyland on earth. Even a group of people and others were extraordinary, they could not help but nodded secretly and sighed in their hearts: This Confucian holy land, the small sage village, is indeed extraordinary.

Even Fusu, the eldest son of the empire, couldn't help but praise him: "The little sage Zhuang is worthy of the Confucian scholars in the world, with a huge atmosphere and extraordinary spirit!"

"Look!" Gongsun Linglong suddenly screamed. Everyone looked around, but saw a white crane hovering above the tall building and circled around the building three times before leaving gracefully.

"The poem says that the cranes sing in Jiugao, and the sounds heard in the sky are the sounds of recruiting talents." Fusu Youran said, "If I guess correctly, this building will definitely be a place where wise men gather!"

"Young Master Gao Jian," Fu Nian's eyes flashed with admiration, and he immediately responded respectfully: "This is the hiding place of the Little Saint Sage Village."

But at this moment, Xunzi suddenly said, "Young Master, Xunqiu is old and weak and impatient, so please allow me to leave first!"

"Mr. Xun, a laborer, welcome and see him off. Fusu is already uneasy, so please give in!" Fusu spoke warmly, showing everyone's demeanor in his words.

Jiang Chen saw it and couldn't help but secretly convinced the young master Fusu.

However, Li Si frowned when he saw Xunzi leaving, and thought to himself: "The teacher is getting more and more stubborn as he gets older!"

Zhao Gao seemed to have thought of something, and a strange smile on his face, but he never thought that at this moment, his eyes and Jiang Chen's eyes collide in the air, and the strange smile on his face instantly frozen, and his original lust turned into an extremely ugly bitterness. Crying doesn't look like crying, and laughing doesn't look like laughing.

"Please, please!" Seeing the strange changes in the scene, Fu Nian quickly spoke in a deep voice. Now he only hopes that this trip will not cause any unexpected changes.

Everyone immediately walked towards Zang under the guidance of Fu Nian. Jiang Chen looked at a big tree in the garden and couldn't help but exclaim. At that moment, he sneered himself and looked at Zhao Gao with a teasing smile.

When Zhao Gao noticed Jiang Chen's gaze came, he suddenly felt a little angry, but at this moment, Jiang Chen's faint words came to his ears: "The net of heaven and earth is everywhere. It is very capable of managing a killer organization to such an extent!"

Zhao Gao's expression condensed. He looked around without a trace. Seeing that there was no change in the people around him, he didn't know where he was. This was the sound transmission technique used by Jiang Chen. After pondering for a moment, he also sent a voice reply: "Everything is for the empire!"

"I hope." Jiang Chen sent a message indifferently without any trace: "I heard that Lord Zhao has been promoted to the CRRC Mansion Order, which is really gratifying!"

"How can I be more than Jiang Shangqing's favor than Jiang Shangqing!" Zhao Gao replied with a bit of sourness: "Fang Fu joined the empire and was ranked as Shangqing."

"If you have something like me, you can enjoy this treatment." Jiang Chen said indifferently: "By the way, I forgot to tell you something. Young Master Fusu is very concerned about me, so I hope that Luowang and even those related to Luowang should not put their ideas on him, otherwise..."

"Huh?" Hearing this, Zhao Gao couldn't help but feel tight, and a strong murderous intent burst out in his eyes, but fortunately, he was still restrained. After a moment, he suppressed the murderous intent that was about to boil in his heart. Then he smiled and asked without a smile: "What else would happen?"

"I thought you would never want to know this result in your life." Jiang Chen said with a little joke: "Do you really want to know now?"

"I don't want to." After a moment of daze, Zhao Gao finally responded with gritted teeth. However, from his extremely embarrassed voice, it was not difficult to hear his resentment.

"Are you angry? Interesting." Jiang Chen smiled coldly, followed Fusu, stepped slowly, and came to the front of Hidden City.

"There are high buildings in the north, and they are in line with the clouds, which are just the portrayal of this building!" Fusu looked up at the tall buildings in front of him, and couldn't help but exclaim. After the words came, he wanted to step in, but he never thought that at this moment, he saw the giant que that Shengqi was carrying with him shining with a cold light. He was a little displeased and said, "You can wait outside, don't offend this elegant place with the killing weapon!"

"It's right." Jiang Chen chuckled, reached out and pressed the hilt of the Chilin sword on his back. Then, in the shocked eyes of everyone, the Chilin sword disappeared for no reason.

"Sumeric mustard seeds, space method?!" Chu Nangong's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but say, "Jiang Shangqing is indeed very powerful."

"I'm too much, but it's just a trick of playing tricks in the world. I can't be considered a place of elegance, so I can't be called a great power." He spoke indifferently, but Jiang Chen's words really didn't have much humility. His introverted domineeringness made people even more shocked.

Accompanied by Fu Nian and the other two, Fusu, Jiang Chen, Li Si, Zhao Gao, Xinghun, Honghou, Gongsun Linglong, and Chu Nangong and others entered Tibet one after another.

There are naturally many books in the collection. Jiang Chen looked at it and roughly estimated that there were at least 100,000 classics in this building. Although it was not as dense as the Mohist scrolls, they were made of special cloth and were all bamboo slips, but in terms of quantity, they were enough to fully exert more than one street in the Mohist school.

Jiang Chen's thoughts moved, and the moment his soul broke through the heavenly spirit, his spiritual consciousness had already wrapped all the bamboo slips in the huge treasure. He had just completed his own Taoism, which was a great opportunity to accumulate knowledge and lay the foundation for future breakthroughs.

Fusu also stepped forward and picked up a book from the bookshelf to watch it, but after just a moment, he came to the main table with a serious expression on his face.

Fu Nian and others thought it was not good, and they heard Fu Su ask in a deep voice: "After the father pacified the six kingdoms, he implemented the policy of 'written writings of the six kingdoms', and ordered the abolition of the original six kingdoms' writings and the unified use of the small seal script of the Qin Dynasty. This... Mr. Fu Nian should know this! Then why do these newly copied books still use the original six kingdoms' writings?"

Taking a deep breath and stabilizing your breath, Fu Nian immediately responded with neither humility nor arrogant words: "The purpose of Confucianism in establishing Tibetan Buddhism is to hope that all the classics of the dynasties can be fully passed on, so that they can pursue the achievements of their ancestors and benefit future generations!"

Fusu asked again: "Does Mr. Fu Nian know the intention of His Majesty the Emperor to promote the same text?"

Fu Nian responded quickly: "Your Majesty the Emperor is far-sighted, and Fu Nian dares not speculate in vain!"

"Wen is the voice of the heart. If the literature is different, the heart will be different. For the empire, this is the greatest danger!" Fusu's face was full of serious expression and said loudly: "Since King Zhuang of Chu won the title, the war has lasted for hundreds of years, and the root is the chaos of people. Seeing this deeply, the father formulated this national policy in order to return to the world. This is the only way to completely resolve the disputes in the world and benefit the people. Apart from this, it is all small matters!"

"Thank you to the teachings of the young master!" Fu Nian replied: "Fu Nian immediately asked someone to copy all the books in the building with small seal script again, but he also begs the young master to allow him to keep his original home so that he can live up to the purpose of this building!"

Fusu nodded slowly, as if he had agreed to this matter. He was about to say something, but he never thought that at this moment, he suddenly heard Zhao Gao report, "Young Master Qi, the VIP you invited has arrived!"

Hearing Zhao Gao's words, Fusu was slightly stunned. When he came back to his senses, he immediately smiled and said, "Master Xiaomeng is here, let's go and welcome her..."
Chapter completed!