After leaving Zuiyang Tower, Wang Xu looked confused as he looked at the poetry gold coupon in his hand.
Pretending to be cool is fun for a while, but the consequences are unpredictable.
The demon clan has always had the habit of assassinating human elites, especially elites like him who have not yet grown up and may cause major damage to the demon clan in the future.
Now, I am just a young scholar. Once the demon clan makes a move, I will definitely not be able to stop him. I don't want to be the son-in-law of a wealthy family. Do I really want to hide in a Taoist temple to avoid disaster?
To be honest, Wang Xu did not want to be associated with religious people. After Dong Zhongshu deposed hundreds of schools of thought, successive dynasties only respected Confucianism. If he had a deep relationship with Buddhism and Taoism, he would inevitably be criticized, which would be detrimental to his future development.
But thinking about it, he couldn't survive this wave of disaster. If he wanted to avoid the disaster, he had to resort to external help.
The aristocratic families, the Buddhist and Taoist families, the government, and the Confucius Temple are the only ones who have the ability and the possibility to help him tide over the difficulties.
A wealthy family will only help if they marry him. If the Buddhist and Taoist families are too involved, they will be criticized. If you turn to the government, you will inevitably become a pawn. If you seek help from the Confucius Temple, you will inevitably pay a price. It is very difficult to choose.
After all, these prices are difficult for Wang Xu to accept.
Take the government and the Confucius Temple as an example. The former requires him to be loyal to the imperial court, while the latter requires him to enter the battlefield of the two races and fight for the human race after gaining merit.
Wang Xu had no intention of entering the court and becoming an official. He only wanted to become a Jinshi, an unfettered wild crane, write articles, copy poems, and gain enough fame. He would first become a great Confucian, and later a sage, and establish his reputation
, establish virtue, establish conduct, and stand shoulder to shoulder with the Three Saints.
Entering the court as an official will tie him up for a lot of time, and he will inevitably fall into the whirlpool of party strife.
A person's time is limited. He has to be an official, fight in the party, raise his reputation, and write books and biographies. He doesn't know how to do everything, so he can't cover everything.
The same goes for seeking help from the Confucius Temple. The Confucius Temple is dominated by the descendants of Confucius, Mencius, and the Seventy-Two Sages. It governs Confucianism. Its main function is to fight against monsters and barbarians. It has a transcendent status and heavy responsibilities, and it is indifferent to the change of dynasties.
Their only concern is the struggle for hegemony among the four tribes. They can seek help from the Confucius Temple. Although they can survive the crisis, they must guard the border as their responsibility.
In Wang Xu's plan, only if he becomes a great scholar will he go to Liangjie Mountain to show off his skills.
If you go as a scholar or a Jinshi, it will be difficult for you to get the right to speak out. If you go, you may not be able to come back.
Don't you see, the Jinshi and Confucian scholars who go to guard Liangjie Mountain often stay there for the rest of their lives and can only come back after they are sixty years old.
Wang Xu admires these people. Without the efforts of these people, there would be no peace in Kyushu.
But asking him to abandon his small family to serve everyone is not that noble, and it will take him a lot of time just like entering the government.
If we have this time, it is better to become a great Confucian as soon as possible and gain a certain right to speak.
After all, the sharpening of the sword will not waste the time of chopping wood, and the Confucian scholar is the first step for him to fully explode. Before that, what he needs is to accumulate, accumulate, and accumulate again. Anything that has nothing to do with accumulation is a waste for him.
time.
"If you are an ordinary scholar, you would like to be in the sight of the Confucius Temple and go to Liangjie Mountain to practice, but for me, this is not worth the gain. It is difficult to do, it is really difficult to do. If I were a Jinshi now, no, even if I just promoted people, I would not be able to do it.
It’s so difficult now.”
Wang Xu tossed the golden coupon of poetry in his hand, the literary light floated, the literary spirit was vertical and horizontal, and a golden book emerged.
This book has no title, and every page is a golden poem.
The first article reads: In this world, only gold is valuable, and God does not care about buying young boys.
The second article reads: There is beauty like jade in the book, and there is a golden house of freedom in the book.
The third chapter reads: From a distance, the mountains are colored, but up close, the water is silent.
The fourth article reads: Who knows that every meal on the plate is hard work.
Whoosh!!
The appearance of the nameless golden book immediately caused the poetry gold coupon in Wang Xu's hand to merge into the nameless golden book just like a drop of water blending into the ocean.
In an instant, a fifth page was added to the nameless golden book, which read: "Recalling Jiangnan·Yangzhou is the most remembered."
"What a nameless golden book. If I can copy hundreds of famous poems and bind a complete collection of Wang Xu's poems, the nameless golden book will immediately become a literary treasure. In the future, when I become a literary saint,
This is my enlightenment book, which is comparable to the imperial weapons of the Tianwu world, the true spirit witchcraft of the wizard world, and the innate spiritual treasures of the immortal world."
Looking at the nameless golden book in Wen Guangzhong, Wang Xu finally felt a little better.
No matter how many difficulties there are now, as long as he gets through them, a bright road will be waiting for him in the future.
Speaking of difficulties, the hundred years of sainthood in the Confucian world are much less than the catastrophes faced by warriors, immortals, Buddhists, wizards, and gods in other worlds.
No matter how hard it is, it is only a mere hundred years. Within a hundred years, if you don't become a saint, you will turn into bones. Compared with other power systems, which can take tens of thousands or millions of years to accumulate and improve, the Wen Dao system is already easy and difficult for beginners.
Competing for literary talents may not be friendly to others. In the long history of Confucianism, there was only one Confucius.
But for Wang Xu, all he has to do is copy, copy, copy, this place is simply the gospel for time travellers.
"Hey, how did I get here!"
With things in mind, Wang Xu sat on the carriage and wandered aimlessly. Unexpectedly, he arrived at the door of the Water Transport Envoy's Mansion.
Looking from a distance, Zhang Xiaomei, dressed in men's clothing, was walking out, jumping up and down and looking in a good mood.
Wang Xu saw Zhang Xiaomei, and Zhang Xiaomei also saw him, and was stunned when he was far away.
The next second she reacted, Zhang Xiaomei's face was filled with joy and she ran towards me: "Master Wang, are you here to play with me?"
"Well"
Of course Wang Xu did not come to see Zhang Xiaomei. Although Zhang Xiaomei's father was the fourth-grade water transport envoy and a popular figure in the eyes of the emperor, in fact Zhang Minghuai's knowledge was average, he was a good official, and his strength was only average among Jinshi.
With Zhang Huaiming's strength and the background of the governor of the Caoyun Mansion, there is absolutely no way he can stop the demon clan's assassination. Taking refuge here will only implicate the Zhang family.
"That's it"
Seeing the hesitation on Wang Xu's face, Zhang Xiaomei knew that Wang Xu was not here to see her, and was probably just passing by.
But soon, Zhang Xiaomei forgot the unhappiness in her heart and said happily: "Next month is the Chinese Valentine's Day, and many people are preparing for the Chinese Valentine's Day Poetry Party. I heard someone said that the seven daughters of the West Lake Dragon Lord came of age this year, and they plan to celebrate the Chinese Valentine's Day on Chinese Valentine's Day.
Let’s make it a little lively and invite readers to come and attend the meeting.
If you are chosen, gold, silver and jewels will be easy to come by, and glory and wealth will be within easy reach. Young Master, you are so talented and have so many poems in the south of the Yangtze River. If you go there, you will definitely be able to add a lot of color to the Poetry Society. If you catch the eye of the West Lake Dragon Lord, then
The benefits are endless.”
"Qixi Festival Poetry Party, Dragon King of West Lake!"
Hearing this statement, Wang Xu's heart moved.
The human race and the dragon race are allies, and they jointly resist the demon and barbarian tribes. Most of the waters within the human race's territory are guarded by dragon kings.
For example, on the major canals, there is the Canal Dragon Lord, the West Lake has the West Lake Dragon Lord, the Poyang Lake has the Poyang Dragon Lord, the Dongting Lake has the Dongting Dragon Lord, the Yangtze River has the Yangtze River Dragon Lord, the Yellow River has the Yellow River Dragon Lord, and each major river basin has a dragon clan coordinator.
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In the land of Yangzhou, the leader is the Dragon King of West Lake. He is the top giant of the water tribe in the Jiangnan water town. It is said that he was born in the East China Sea and is the younger brother of the Dragon King of the East China Sea. His strength is unfathomable, even with Jingzhou Dongting, which is the land of Jiangnan.
Long Jun is also a bit weaker than him in terms of title.
Under the Dragon Lord of West Lake, the water-dividing generals, water-fixing marshals, water-controlling generals, and water-controlling commanders are all fifth-level water tribes.
Needless to say, even if the West Lake Dragon Lord is not a sixth-level demon god, he is probably a quasi-demon god who is almost the same. Otherwise, he would not be able to command the Jiangnan Water Tribe.
"If you can get the protection of the Dragon King of West Lake, you won't have to worry about the assassination by the demon clan. Likewise, you won't be criticized like if you join the temple, and you won't be used as a weapon like if you join the government and seek shelter from the Confucius Temple.
More importantly, it is June now, Chinese Valentine's Day is on July 7th, and the scientific examination is at the end of August, so the time is staggered.
Now rush to the West Lake, stay in the Water Mansion in the name of participating in the poetry meeting, and win the first place in the Chinese Valentine's Day poetry meeting held by the Dragon Lord of the West Lake. Please ask the Dragon Lord to send people to protect you, and this dangerous situation can be solved safely."
Wang Xu's thoughts changed, his eyes brightened, and he had a way to break the situation.