The quiet night is sinking, the light is floating in the sky, and the cold moon is melting.
After the heavy snowfall, the clouds opened and the moon appeared. This night was, after all, a sleepless night for many people in Taixuanjing.
It was already late at night, and the Seventh Prince was still sitting in a small pavilion in the clan. The pavilion was unique, with scenery emerging one after another. There was not much grace and splendor, but instead it showed a kind of wonderful silence.
The Seventh Prince would meditate and read in this quiet pavilion every night. He did not say a word while reading every night, he was so content that he seemed to be completely integrated with this quiet pavilion.
But tonight, the Seventh Prince didn't seem to be in the mood to study.
A stack of classics on the jade case were put aside by him.
Placed right in front is Lu Jing’s Sanqianyan!
Since noon today, the Seventh Prince has been sitting in this quiet pavilion. Apart from strolling around the Bamboo Tower with his teacher, all he has ever seen is this thin page of paper.
Even though the Seventh Prince deeply felt that Lu Jing was bound to follow the path of the Fourth Master, after seeing Lu Jing's Three Thousand Words, this prince who had read hundreds of classics had to admit...
Many of the propositions in Lu Jing's article are quite in line with his wishes.
For example... among all living things, human beings are the most precious!
But at the same time, there were many things in this article that made the Seventh Prince deeply disgusted.
For example, in this article, there are many references to the blood and tears of ordinary people between the lines.
The blood and tears of small people are the fuel that catalyzes the prosperity of the country in terms of Legalism. In order to achieve unification, above the small people, there must be people with great evil and powerful women to restrain and manage them.
, the people at the bottom should also accept the unreasonable status quo.
In this way, the people will become weaker and weaker, but they will also become more and more obedient to the rule of the powerful, truly condensing all the power of a country into one place.
This is also the reason why the Seventh Prince planted a towering locust tree, watered it with the blood and tears of ordinary people, and eventually covered the entire Dafu.
"If everyone in the world reads all the three thousand words of Lu Jing, and the most precious thoughts are born in their thoughts, it will not be a good thing for Dafu after all."
The eyes of the Seventh Prince flickered, and he looked up to the sky. In the eyes, a prosperous and dazzling fairy city seemed to be reflected...
Ming Yujing!
Ming Yu Jing is looming, and there is also a moon hanging high in the sky, but there are thousands of palaces like a chess game, and fish and dragons are hanging high in the sky.
Although the seventh prince still could not clearly see the immortal city at this time, when he looked at the sky and saw the majesty behind the dots of stars and moon, his eyes became more determined.
"Man is the most precious thing, but now the spiritual tide is about to rise, and the mortal world has long since fallen apart. If we can't unite the power of the world and frighten the fish and dragons from the sky, all the people in this world will be just ants after all."
The seventh prince converged his gaze, but looked back at the vast Taixuan Capital outside Zhuzhong Palace.
"Singlely speaking, nowadays, there may be nobles among people, but the ministers and the common people cannot be called noble. Lu Jing... wants to start a new business with this theory."
He rarely murmured to himself: "If this turns out to be a prosperous era, if the world is unified, and the world looks at the sky and the land... I will definitely govern the country with the principle of valuing people."
The seventh prince closed his eyes and sat quietly under the moonlight.
After enough tea time, the familiar female official in purple came to see the seventh prince.
"Two months have passed, and the Sophora Gang has entered Taixuan Capital again. After the establishment of the government, although the Sophora Gang cannot supervise hundreds of officials, it can supervise all industries and merchants. It still needs to be like a locust tree, taking deep roots and spreading throughout the world.
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Although Taixuanjing is the last place where the Sophora Clan sowed its seeds, it will become the root of the Sophora japonica tree."
The Seventh Prince lowered his head and ordered, "Everyone in the world knows that Linshan Ghost, the second leader of the Huai Gang, has the ability to control gods and ghosts, so let him use gods and ghosts to kill Lu Jing."
The female official in Zhuzhong calmed down and was respectful.
She received the order and was about to retreat, but the Seventh Prince suddenly waved her to stay.
Immediately he picked up the cypress pen on the table and wrote two lines on a page.
"Don't underestimate it, give it your all."
There was a gleam of fire in the eyes of the female officer Zhuzhong, she stepped forward to take the page, and then left.
Merely eight characters
, which is enough to prove that the Seventh Prince attaches great importance to Lu Jing. If you think about it carefully, if you include the first assassination by the Black Stone Hall of the Huai Gang in Kongshan Alley, the Seventh Prince has assassinated Lu Jing three times.
During these three times, the seventh prince never underestimated Lu Jing.
When killing Lu Jing on the sacred mountain outside Xuandu, he sent a six-level divine fire bhikkhu and even a seven-level killing puppet!
When Lu Jing was forcibly killed on Yanglu Street, there were even two divine fires, a General Xiao Lou, and twelve dead soldiers of the Chu family.
At the same time, there were more than ten monks hiding in the darkness, and even the great monks of the Chu family were dispatched to stop Nan Fengmian...
At the time of these two assassinations, Lu Jing was just a cultivator, enough to see the Seventh Prince's handiwork.
It's just that... Lu Jing, a library gentleman who seemed to have no background, had an unpredictable background, which caused heavy losses to the Seventh Prince's lineage.
"If I had to choose again, I might not be your enemy. Even if your ways and mine are contrary to each other, I would just settle down and wait until I win, and then I will see you again."
The seventh prince watched the female official Zhuzhong leave, and then looked at Lu Jing Sanqianyan: "It's just that now, although you have never joined the imperial brother's army, you have become the biggest hidden danger in this general struggle..."
Regarding the situation, the mood, and the concept, the Seventh Prince cannot just sit back and watch Lu Jing grow stronger.
In the battle between heaven and dragon, the battle of ideas, many times one step is taken, but there is no turning back.
Because of this, the Seventh Prince had clearly informed the Huai Gang and asked the second leader of the Huai Gang to kill Lu Jing with the magic of ghosts and gods, but he still stood up, walked out of the pavilion, and walked towards a pavilion.
In the pavilions and courtyards, the moon is as cool as water.
The old man who described dry grass has not yet fallen asleep.
The door to his house was opened, the cart was pushed under the eaves, and the old man looked at the hazy night in silence.
Until the Seventh Prince entered the pavilion courtyard and saluted him. The old man was not surprised. He even turned his head and said to the Seventh Prince: "There is a talisman of Yin-Yang Thunder and Great Law on the table. I got the talisman from my master. The talisman is
The ink comes from a drop of blood essence of my senior brother. There are hundreds of thunders in it. When blended into the law of thunder, it can be transformed into a thunder god.
This is not a malevolent talisman of yin and yang. You use the talisman to sacrifice and pay homage to the thunder of law as a prince. The thunder of law can be strengthened by three to five points day and night, and the god of thunder will also suppress the thunder of law and strengthen the thunder.
.”
The Seventh Prince looked sideways and saw a yellow talisman placed on the carved sandalwood table in the room.
Yin Yang Thunder Law Talisman...
The Seventh Prince settled his mind...but the old man beside him shook his head slightly: "You value Lu Jing too much. He is like a prince, turning into your obsession. If he keeps the rules, his courage will be even greater. To you, he is a
A bad thing."
The Seventh Prince respectfully bowed to the old man, his expression unchanged, and said: "Since the student has great ambitions in his heart, he has a pair of eyes that must look up at the Ming Yujing in the sky, and also look down at the opponents in this world.
Although Lu Jing only cultivated his true form, but as Zhong Yubai said, he cannot be judged by common sense. I used the magic talisman to worship the thunder of law, strengthen the thunder of law, and the god in the thunder fell into it... It is enough
It eliminates the possibility of Lu Jing enforcing the law."
The old man seemed a little tired, but he also seemed to think that it was a good thing that the Seventh Prince valued his opponent so much.
"This is what an emperor should do. When it comes to moving mountains, cutting off rivers, and reclaiming seas, the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength. And since Lu Jing can write about people being valued, he is not some weak rabbit."
The seventh prince picked up the talisman, walked out of this pavilion that was obviously Chaoge style, and headed to his palace.
His expression has become much calmer.
The reason is that the talisman in his hand comes from his husband.
And your teacher is the leader of Fu Dao, one of the nine top leaders in the world.
The ink that constructs the runes is... Han Xintai, the Imperial Master of the Northern Qin Dynasty!
It is precisely because of the drastic reforms of the Legalist Han Xintai that the Northern Qin Dynasty now has the power to conquer the world with its iron arm and iron horse.
The seventh prince walked alone in the Bamboo Tower, entered the palace, and offered sacrifices to the Thunder of Law with his bloodline.
The talisman burned, and the seventh prince sat in the palace, watching a halo of thunder disappear into the sky.
It was hard to sleep that night, and the seventh prince did not fall asleep. He looked outside the palace like an old man with no legs.
Within a few moments, a spiritual thought came quietly, and the old man's aged voice fell into the seventh prince's mind again.
"The prince of Qi also wanted to curse Lu Jing to death using the magic method used by his two sons."
A mere sentence came.
The Seventh Prince looked more calm: "After this incident, I will write to the Holy Lord and angrily reprimand Gu Chenxiao for using the method of holding demons to kill me, Da Futianjiao."
For Da Fu, it was actually a good thing for the Prince of Qi to take action.
Even if Lu Jing doesn't die from the magic of controlling demons, how should he control the thunder of law that manifests as the thunder officer in the sky after being cursed to death?
This night in Hengshan Mansion.
Gu Chenxiao was in the secret room. In front of him, the bones of women seemed to have formed an altar.
Beside him, a huge mirror was flashing with light, illuminating an even more horrifying sight of bones.
What is reflected in the mirror is the palace of bones built by Gu Chenxiao in Qi State.
In the Bone Palace of Qi State, a woman with the same pale complexion was closing her eyes. Behind the woman, a ferocious monster could be seen faintly, laughing crazily.
Next to Gu Chenxiao, there was another man with bloody eyes.
The man's appearance was 40-50% similar to that of the woman in the White Bone Palace of Qi State. It was as if a dragon and a phoenix were born from the same offspring.
Behind the man were Du Gui and Yu Hu, who had followed Gu Chenxiao to Shihua Pavilion.
"Xiao Gu, Xiao Ming uses the Palace of Bones, the many bones in this secret room, and the essence and blood of four monks, and uses a third-grade netherworld fire to cast the curse of holding the demon... Then he can hold the law in Lu Jing
When the time comes, let him kill himself with his demonic thoughts."
Gu Chenxiao's bright red robe was covered with ghostly figures.
Fan Yuan on the side lowered his head and remained silent.
"Xiao Gu, Xiao Ming, you two must do your best and never hold back."
Gu Chenxiao's eyes were excited and he urged again and again.
Netherworld flames burst out from the body of the Yuanshen monk named Xiaogu, and he frowned, as if he was suffering from great pain.
This kind of pain is even more severe than the slaves who were tortured by Gu Chenxiao and Xiaogu on weekdays, inspiring the evil thoughts in their hearts.
"Xiao Gu, after this, I will send you back to Qi State. The four countries around Qi State will let you wander around as you like. If you want to practice your flags and turn them into ghostly and creepy will-o'-the-wisps, you will be allowed to do so.
"
As Gu Chenxiao spoke, he stretched out his hand, and there was an extremely weak sword energy lingering between his fingers.
"Lu Jing insulted me with his support of the light sword in Taixuan Palace, but he will have to reap the consequences."
Gu Chenxiao flicked his fingers, and the extremely thin wisp of Fuguang Sword Qi flew into the will-o'-the-wisp that Xiao Gu had burned before he was alive.
"Lu Jing's biggest reliance is the Fuguang Sword Qi and his life-long awe-inspiring Qi.
That being the case... I want to see if the Fuguang Sword Qi is swallowed up by darkness and the seventeen-year-old library gentleman's awe-inspiring Qi can block the demon-holding method!"
Gu Chenxiao smiled while stroking his hands. Under the weak light, his face looked like an evil ghost.
...
Zhenbei Duhu Mansion, Anxu Mansion.
Night, suburbs.
Princess Chong'an's carriage was parked on a desolate mountain.
The strong wind blows and there is no rain, and the sky and the earth are almost like loess!
Si Wanyu, Princess of Chong'an, stood on the mountain, looking down at this desolate place.
The sky is filled with loess, and the top of this mountain is connected to the empty wilderness, as vast as the sea, as far as the eye can see.
This place is already so desolate, and the mighty wind blows by, but it never brings any life, only the charming dust.
And go further north, past the entire Zhenbei Protectorate, to the three prefectures of Chong'an, where... it is even more desolate.
Si Wanyu's beauty belies the past and present, and her appearance is peerless. However, standing in this desolate place, the desolation of the world overwhelms her beauty, revealing unprecedented magnificence.
"Every year, the bones of battles are buried in the wilderness, and Pu Tao enters Taixuan."
Behind Si Wanyu, there was an old man wearing a Taoist robe, with a long beard, and the whisk in his hand was quite old.
This Taoist sighed: "I walked all the way north from Zhenwu Mountain and passed through many prosperous and charming places. Until I headed northwest, I saw the sky full of corpses and the desolation of the world."
Si Wanyu was already far away from Taixuan, but he still missed Taixuan and his daughter in his heart.
"Taoist Master Guanyang, do you really want to go with me to the Three Prefectures of Chong'an to meet the Eastern God?"
Si Wanyu said: "Dongshen always keeps his promises. If you enter the three states of Chong'an and want to come back, I'm afraid it will be difficult."
Guanyangzi didn't seem to care about this, and only said: "The reason why I went down to Zhenwu Mountain was because I wanted to see the princess and convey the wishes of the mountain master.
But along the way, Guanyang felt in his heart that if he could do something for the world in the rest of his life, he would be worthy of his pursuit of the Tao."
When Si Wanyu heard Guanyangzi's words, she still didn't understand. She turned her head, her face full of mature charm, and it was not an exaggeration to say that she would conquer a country or a city.
"Master Zhenwu ordered you to pass on his wish to me, but the Taoist priest has been following my carriage for many days, but he has never brought out his wish."
Si Wanyu asked: "Every time I ask about the Taoist priest, he always says that the time has not come yet, but I don't know what is engraved on the Ruyi Shang?"
Are you still looking for a good time before you can tell me?"
Guanyangzi had a bitter look on his face, and there was also some embarrassment on his old face: "The mountain master only asked me to go down the mountain to find the princess. When I see the princess, I will naturally see Ruyi when the time comes.
But to this day, there is still no trace of Ruyi, and I am also quite puzzled."
Si Wanyu was just curious and asked, and he was not greedy about Ruyi whose effect was unknown.
Looking at Guanyangzi's expression at this time, she also knew that Guanyangzi, who was famous for his calligraphy and painting, was indeed very helpless.
"The owner of the mountain has lived for many years and always likes to solve these riddles."
Guanyangzi sighed inwardly.
At this time, it was getting brighter.
A ray of rising sun breaks through the continuous loess mountains. The red sun rises in the east, the rays of the sun are first dyed, and the thousands of miles of loess adds charm.
At this moment, in Taixuan Capital, Lu Jing walked out of Kongshan Alley and headed to Taixuan Palace.
Guanyangzi, who was also looking up at the morning sun... suddenly his expression changed.
But he saw the dust in his hand fluttering slightly, the morning breeze blew by, and the wave of light surged in. The brilliance of the sunrise beads in the distance actually burst out with streaks of white light.
Guanyangzi dances with the whisk, and white light gathers.
Si Wanyu and even the many Chong'an Sanzhou monks who were resting around the carriage also turned their eyes and looked at the white light in the distance.
The white light gradually gets closer.
Guanyangzi bathed in these white lights, and then slowly held his hand towards the void. When he held his hand in the void, the white light suddenly collapsed into a ball, and after the dazzling brilliance...
Si Wanyu saw a white Dao Ruyi in Guanyangzi's hand.
There are cloud shapes at both ends of Ruyi, and there is a little circle in the center, which emits fluorescent light and looks quite magical.
Si Wanyu was looking at Ruyi.
Holding the Ruyi Guanyang Zi in his hand, his expression suddenly changed.
"Princess...the sky and the earth see the sun, and the sun shines brightly, revealing the secrets of the heavens."
Guanyangzi's face was a little solemn, and his gaze shifted from Ruyi in his hand to Si Wanyu: "Princess... not long after, a disaster will come to you, and you may... die."
Princess Chong'an's beautiful eyes moved slightly, but her face was very calm. She just smiled and said: "I am the mistress of the three states of Chong'an. There are countless people in the world who want to kill me. I have also experienced countless injuries for a long time.
And just this time on the way to Chong'an and the Three Prefectures, the assassins had already killed hundreds of people.
Taoist priest, if we only talk about disasters, I’m afraid it’s not the same thing, right?”
Si Wanyu is not boasting!
There are countless strong men in the three states of Chong'an, including eleven pawns and nineteen generals of Chong'an!
But there have always been only three people who are the real souls of Chong'an Sanzhou.
Even the halberd flying across the sky can stop thousands of troops.
King Chong'an, Princess Si Wanyu of Chong'an whose spirit is as bright as the moon, and Prince Yu Dongshen, the crown prince of Chong'an who now commands the army of the three states of Chong'an, is dressed in silver armor and once shot a wolf with a spear!
Si Wanyu suffered countless assassinations and experienced countless disasters.
Guanyangzi Ruyi revealed a secret, but Si Wanyu didn't care.
But Guan Yangzi shook his head solemnly and handed the Ruyi in his hand to Si Wanyu.
Si Wanyu did not hesitate, stretched out his white jade hand and took Ruyi.
You get it as you wish, and in an instant...
Si Wanyu suddenly saw a scene...an unimaginable image.
The sun is shining high in the sky, and seven big stars are shining in the sky. The world has been dyed in blood.
Bloody world and underground...
Si Wanyu saw his own body!
She is still dressed in luxurious clothes, and her face is as bright as the sun rising in the morning glow, and as bright as a flower emerging from Lubo.
The only difference was that in that scene, he had his eyes open, lying under the hanging sun, lying dead in a pool of blood.
A strong sense of reality came over her and fell into the thoughts of her soul, causing her soul to suddenly give off a strong warning sign!
"Death calamity..."
Even Si Wanyu, who was accustomed to seeing the world, could not hide her shock. In the scenery of Tianji, she also saw countless corpses, densely packed and spread out three feet away from him.
Si Wanyu couldn't see the appearance of these people clearly, but Si Wanyu knew that these people were here to kill her!
"Zhenwu Mountain has its own secrets, and sent Guanyangzi down the mountain in person to deliver this wish to me. Is this... my death?"
Si Wanyu frowned and was thinking a lot.
Guanyangzi remained silent for a long time, and then sighed.
The secret of heaven can be revealed, but it is indeed extremely difficult to seize it and change it.
Under the fate of the gods, Si Wanyu was most likely to be completely destroyed due to the death disaster. The loss of a core person would definitely be a huge loss for the three states of Chong'an.
"The master of the mountain has secrets. I am the one who transmits the secrets. The secrets revealed are related to the princess herself. Please don't let the secrets leak out. Otherwise, it will be a big disaster for the master of the mountain, you and me."
From now on, when the spring thunder rings, there will be a backlash."
After a long time, Guanyangzi said sincerely: "The destiny has arrived. If you want to change the destiny and seize life, I'm afraid..."
There was a lot of pity in this Taoist's eyes.
But Si Wanyu, who had Ruyi in hand, suddenly changed his expression slightly.
Because as the morning sun rose higher and higher, time gradually passed. As Si Wanyu raised his eyes, the sun fell on Ruyi, but the celestial scene underwent many changes.
"Who is that...?"
Si Wanyu tried his best to perceive the scene reflected by Ruyi.
She vaguely saw a vague figure gradually approaching under the sun.
Every time he took a step, the bloody light receded.
Every time he took a step, a bright sun appeared on the sky that was originally covered by dark clouds, illuminating the world.
The man walked slowly, but he had the aura of a master, as if he could drink away all darkness and cut away all injustices!
Guanyangzi also saw Si Wanyu's expression.
His spiritual thoughts circulated and fell into the Yu Ruyi, and his eyes were filled with surprise immediately.
"Is this person himself a secret, or... someone who changes the secret?"
Guanyangzi's spiritual thoughts continue to circulate, wanting to see more clearly.
However, the figure of that person was always so blurry and could not be seen clearly at all.
"The secret came, and the mountain master hurriedly ordered me to come down from the mountain. I was afraid that this death disaster would come soon."
Guanyangzi opened his mouth and speculated: "This man came and went alone. Then the blood light receded, and the blazing sun rose into the sky, illuminating the heavenly scene.
This means that this person must be an unparalleled being who can cut off the calamity of death. Even if his cultivation has never stepped into Pure Yang or Tianfu, he must be a person who has perfected the seven realms, has nine stars in a row, and has nine aspects to maintain his body.
There are actually not many people like this in the vast world..."
he
At this point, he paused for a moment: "Is it Su Houcang of Dazhu Kingdom, King Xuan of Wei? Is it the Great Human Buddha of Daleiyin Temple? Or is it the Dharmakaya of King Guandong of the East..."
"The mountain master ordered me to pass on the secrets of heaven to Princess Chong'an. Isn't this person the mountain master himself?"
Princess Chong'an lowered her head, wondering what she was thinking.
After a long time, Princess Chong'an suddenly let out a sigh, and the figures in the scene became somewhat clearer.
——
When the morning sun rose, Lu Jing was already dressed in white and headed to Taixuan Palace.
He made a special trip to buy a sword box, wiped the black sandalwood sword carefully, put it into the sword box, and carefully stored it in the Yunkong pattern.
The immortal blood in the black sandalwood sword and the sword energy of the two Mr. Dao Si have been exhausted.
But this sword accompanied Lu Jing for many days and allowed Lu Jing to escape from many dangerous situations.
Now, this black sandalwood sword can finally rest for a while. This sword is Mr. Fourth's sword and is extremely precious in Lu Jing's heart. Even though he now has two third-grade swords, he not only plans to carry them with him and clean them all the time.
, it can also be regarded as a remembrance of people in the past.
And today.
Lu Jing wore the wind-calling and rain-calling treasures on his waist and headed towards Taixuan Palace.
At his waist, the white rain-calling sword seems to be accumulating clouds and mist, and the black wind-calling sword seems to be causing all kinds of troubles.
Storms, clouds and mist persist in the landscape itself...
Many people on the street saw Lu Jing early and subconsciously wanted to salute Lu Jing, but suddenly found that Lu Jing today seemed very different from Lu Jing on weekdays.
Lu Jing is usually quite amiable and treats others kindly.
At this moment, Lu Jing had an awe-inspiring aura about him, as if he was carrying clouds and mist, brewing a violent wind. As soon as the thunder sounded, there would be heavy rain and a storm.
"It's like Mr. Lu Jing...is bound to win?"
Many scholars on the street couldn't help but have these thoughts in their hearts when they saw Lu Jing.
In front of Taixuan Palace, there will naturally be Diao Si waiting for you.
Lu Jing had already prepared in his heart, but he never thought that the person waiting for him today was not the ordinary Tsing Yi Diao Temple, but another famous person in front of the palace.
"Kodenoji Temple."
Lu Jing saluted him.
The old-looking Diao Si dressed in red in front of him is the Canglong Diao Si whom Emperor Chongtian trusted and loved the most.
Canglong Diao Temple smiled at Lu Jing, bowed and said, "Sir, you won two rankings, and now you are about to enter the third ranking. There is no need to salute this old slave."
He spoke very slowly and seemed out of breath.
But for some unknown reason, in Lu Jing's eyes, the old Diao Si's aura was as deep as the abyss, and his soul felt like a blue dragon dancing in the sky.
This feeling disappeared in just an instant. Lu Jing followed behind Canglong Diao Si's body calmly.
The two of them walked into Taixuan Palace without saying a word.
Lu Jing was not the only one on the imperial road in Taixuan Palace. Of course, the most numerous people were the courtiers. Today, there was no court meeting due to the announcement of the results in front of the palace. These courtiers can also go to court later.
In addition to them, there were many scholars who were taking part in the scribes. They could vaguely see Yuanshen and the participants in the two martial arts trials. Even walking in front of them was Xu Xingzhi, who had never drawn his sword in the martial arts trials.
Taixuan Palace is extremely vast. They walked all the way to the Xuantai in front of the palace. After walking for a long time, they saw the Xuantai in front of the palace from a distance.
Both sides of the Xuantai in front of the palace and the many palaces and pavilions were filled with people.
Many people stood at a high place, crossing the Xuantai gate in front of the palace, and their eyes fell on the road in the palace.
Lu Jing walked step by step with Canglong Diao Temple. In just a moment, countless people's eyes fell on Lu Jing.
Even Xu Xingzhi turned his head and looked at Lu Jing carefully.
"I have read the three thousand words written by my husband."
Looking at the Xuantai in front of the palace, Canglong Diao Si, who had always been silent, suddenly spoke. He turned his head, and a hint of... a stiff smile appeared on his face.
"Mr. Lu Jing, this old slave is quite curious. In your article, you mentioned how precious mortals are, especially the immortals in heaven.
…
However, leaving aside the immortals in the sky, there are many ghosts and gods in the world, and there are also demons hiding in the world. The teacher said that human beings are more valuable than all living things. How can we not respect the immortals, ghosts, gods and demons?"
Gao Diaoji asked.
Xu Xingzhi, who was walking not far ahead, twitched his ears, and his mind couldn't help but dwell behind him, wanting to hear Lu Jing's answer.
Lu Jing did not hesitate, just smiled and said: "There are many ghosts, gods and demons in the world, and there are also immortals in the sky.
It’s just...what benefits do immortals, ghosts, gods, and demons have to humans? Ji Yuanzhi’s book Zhi Shen mentions that ghosts, gods, and demons are divided into good and evil. Some protect mortals, and some harm mortals. We should stay away from them. I also agree with Ji.
The views of the great Confucians.
But... Lu Jing was born as a human being, with mortal blood flowing through his body, so he naturally had to stand on the human side.
I say that people are valuable not only in the past, but also in the present, and even more so in the future.”
Lu Jing said as he walked, his tone was orderly: "If I thought that ghosts, gods, demons and immortals were superior to mortals, I wouldn't have those three thousand words."
"Now that Lu Jing has his own opinions, if possible, I really want to take a look at the final world under the theory of human dignity."
Lu Jingyu sighed.
At this time, he was very close to the Xuantai in front of the palace, and countless people in the Xuantai in front of the palace and even the Taiqian Palace had heard Lu Jing's words.
Emperor Chongtian sat on the throne and did not say much. Most people were deep in thought.
Nan Heyu, Ye Sheyu, Shengzi, Princess Anqing, Princess Xianyou... and even the crown prince behind a beaded curtain in a pavilion, all their eyes fell on the road in the palace.
Xu Xingzhi, who was walking in front, stopped when he heard Lu Jing's words.
Lu Jing walked a dozen steps forward, and Xu Xingzhi, who was waiting for him, saluted Lu Jing.
The son of a champion general who had been fighting enemies at the border for more than ten years, after saluting, asked: "Mr. Lu Jing, I wonder what kind of world is this in your mind?"
"The ideal final world should be a leaderless group of dragons, a sign of good fortune."
Lu Jing was thinking like this... But this is Taixuan Palace, the residence of the Holy Lord, and the core of Dafu, so naturally he cannot say such things.
But Lu Jing had longing in his heart, so he returned the greeting to Xu Xingzhi.
Everyone here listened attentively, and even the many people standing in the clouds in the palace showed some interest on their faces.
"In the end, heaven and earth will probably be like human beings as strong as dragons; human spirit as ghosts and gods; human power as powerful as immortals!
From a mortal place, you can also... look down at the sky."
Lu Jing's voice was not loud, but it seemed to be enough to pierce the sky.
Xu Xingzhi, who was tall but had an ordinary face, lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and asked, "Sir, is this your ambition?"
Lu Jing was about to answer.
In the distance, there is Zheng Yuandao: "The ambitions of young people are always so shallow. Although their thoughts are wild and unconstrained, they cannot be implemented."
The voice of Zheng Yuan, the Minister of Justice, came from behind.
As indifferent as before, he passed Lu Jing and Xu Xingzhi and headed towards Taiqian Hall.
Lu Jing smiled at Xu Xingzhi and said, "The most precious thing about a young man is that he doesn't know the heights of the world.
Those who have old ambitions have lost all their courage and cannot see the heights. If they can't even see, how can they get down to where they are?"
Lu Jing was obviously only seventeen years old, but he stood in front of Xu Xingzhi, who was in his twenties, and spoke softly... but he was like a gentleman full of hope and preaching, teaching Xu Xingzhi.
Xu Xingzhi... and many people in the palace also lowered their heads and thought after hearing what Lu Jing said.
If you can't even see it, how can you put it into practice?
Lu Jing saw a world where everyone was like a dragon, everyone was like a ghost, and everyone was like an immortal. Perhaps this was what made him extraordinary.
Zheng Yuan, who was walking in front, couldn't help but frown when he heard Lu Jing's words and was about to turn around to refute.
But Lu Jing said to Xu Xingzhi again: "A young man's ambition should actually be more ambitious.
Although Lu Jing is young, he is also a pioneer in teaching and educating people.
born.
From the perspective of a teacher, I actually hope that all the young people in the world can..."
"Two feet kick over the earthly road, one shoulder carries all the sorrows of the past and present."
The road to the palace and the platform in front of the palace suddenly fell into silence.
When many young people heard this sentence, their hearts suddenly agitated. Coupled with the genius Lu Jing's suggestion that everyone is like a dragon, they felt more and more that Mr. Lu Jing was indeed virtuous and knowledgeable.
Among the young people in the world, it is indeed a great blessing to have such a library gentleman.
Xu Xingzhi, who had always killed thousands of enemies and was arrogant and arrogant, frowned and thought. After a long time, he suddenly bowed like Lu Jing and said, "Sir, let me teach you."
Not far away, the scholars who heard Lu Jing's words of encouragement also stopped and saluted Lu Jing.
Two feet kick over the worldly road, one shoulder carries all the sorrows of the past and present...
This sentence was recited by walking people and spread to more people's ears.
Among them there are many young people, many young people with young ambitions, middle-aged people, and even old people.
As they chewed on these wishes for the young people in the world, they couldn't help but turn around and salute Lu Jing.
There is neither flattery nor falsehood in the etiquette, but rather direct and heartfelt gratitude.
The mountains stand tall and the scenery stops. Although it cannot be reached, Lu Jing, who is longing for me, can write three thousand words about people. There is no other reason, just because he is indeed a true scholar.
Zheng Yuan, who originally wanted to refute Lu Jing, had already turned his head and walked quickly towards Taiqian Hall. While being angry, he couldn't help but ask himself...
Can the shoulders of a young man bear all the sorrows of the past and present?
ps (no charge): The update time has been unstable in the past two days, but it has not been interrupted because the author, as the regional person in charge, was sent to the checkpoint to be on duty. He has been in the outdoor tent 24 hours a day in the winter. It is very helpless.
I took out my notebook, my typing hands were so cold, and my already slow speed suddenly dropped again.
Fortunately, the plot of this plot has already been written in detail, and the plot and other aspects have already been designed, which can ensure continuous updates. However, the update time is a bit fluctuating, I hope you can bear with it. (It will definitely happen when I watch it at 8 or 9 in the morning.)
I hope that our small place in the northwest can respond to the big policy as soon as possible and remove all these stuck points. The author is already numb.
People speak softly, and many things cannot be done according to their own wishes, T﹏T.
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