With the Hundred Saints Bamboo Slips in front of them, Yasheng and his son did not care about anything else. They carefully picked up these bamboo slips and looked at them intently.
Zhou Meiren also picked up a bamboo slip and read it.
What she saw was a bamboo slip written by Laozi, which marked some of the principles of heaven and earth. In simple words, it explained the communication between people and the world, etc...
Zhou Meiren looked at it, fascinated, immersed in it, unable to extricate herself.
Seeing this, Ye Sheng walked aside silently and poured out all the bamboo slips.
This time he was more careful and placed them all on the ground, forming several large mountains.
After a long time, Yasheng finished reading the more than a thousand bamboo slips and said with emotion: "The wisdom of the sages is as deep as the ocean."
Just these more than a thousand bamboo slips made Ya Sheng realize a lot. When he turned around, he saw three mountains of bamboo slips piled up in the yard.
"Is this...are these all?" Zhou Yuan was shocked by the surprise and didn't know what to do.
Is this too much?
"Father-in-law, these are all." Ye Sheng said with a slight smile.
"Priceless treasures. These are priceless treasures in culture. Ye Sheng, you did a good job this time." Zhou Yuan rarely praised Ye Sheng.
Ye Sheng smiled shyly and said, "Thank you, father-in-law."
This was the first time in a long time. Even though Ye Sheng was not shocked by the honor or disgrace, he was quite happy.
"What are you going to do with these bamboo slips?" Zhou Yuan asked.
"These are the essence of the thoughts of the Hundred Saints and should not be lost. I also ask my father-in-law to copy these down and keep the original version. I will choose some suitable copies that can be passed on to promote the thoughts of the Hundred Saints." Ye Sheng smiled lightly and said.
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Zhou Yuan was stunned and asked: "Don't you keep it for yourself?"
"These cannot be completely protected in my hands. In this case, it is better to give them to my father-in-law." Ye Sheng said.
"Okay, I will definitely protect it and publicize it. Not only me, I will also invite Confucian masters to come and realize together." Zhou Yuan said in surprise.
"Father-in-law, before you spread these bamboo slips, you should break through to the realm of a saint as soon as possible." Ye Sheng advised.
Zhou Yuan calmed down, looked at Ye Sheng thoughtfully after hearing this, nodded and said: "You are right, I will first gain enlightenment and break through to the saint realm, and then spread the word to the world, so that even everyone knows that the Hundred Saint Bamboo Slips are
In my hands, they can’t ask for it or destroy it.”
Ye Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, that's right. With the confidence to protect these bamboo slips, we can ensure the spread of these bamboo slips.
"Father-in-law, in that case, we won't disturb you anymore." Ye Sheng took the initiative to say goodbye.
Zhou Yuan's heart was now on the bamboo slips, and he had no intention of leaving Ye Sheng and Zhou Meiren to have dinner and reminisce about the past, and said: "You can leave, I want to retreat."
After Zhou Yuan finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and a wave of space rippled. All the millions of bamboo slips disappeared and entered Zhou Yuan's universe in his sleeves.
Ye Sheng raised his eyebrows. His father-in-law had actually comprehended the Tao Yun of Space. It seemed that he was not weak in strength. With the help of these Hundred Saint Bamboo Slips, Ye Sheng might have one more saint to protect him in the near future.
Thinking of this, Ye Sheng did not dare to disturb Zhou Yuan and left with Zhou Meiren.
Zhou Meiren also knew her father's condition, no longer lingered on him, and turned to leave with Ye Sheng.
Only father and son Zhou Yuan and Zhou Yi were left in the whole room.
"Let's go, Zhou Yi, come with me to study the Hundred Saint Bamboo Slips. This time I will teach you well." Zhou Yuan said in a deep voice.
Zhou Yi nodded, and he and Zhou Yi obediently entered the secret room and began to retreat.
After Ye Sheng and Zhou Meiren left, the Zhou Mansion was completely closed, and a sign was hung on the door saying that the owner was in seclusion and no one was allowed to visit him.
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Handing the Hundred Saints Bamboo Slips to his father-in-law can be regarded as understanding Ye Sheng's thoughts.
It is useless for him to ask for the bamboo slips of the Hundred Saints. These bamboo slips have been introduced to the earth by him. If Ye Sheng wants to see them, he can read them at any time. He might as well give them to his father-in-law.
Ye Sheng believed that as his father-in-law made a breakthrough and became a saint in modern times, his identity would definitely become a benchmark for literati in the world. He would spread the ideas and culture of the Hundred Saints and get twice the result with half the effort.
Moreover, once Zhou Yuan breaks through, Ye Sheng will have an extra supporter, and there is no need to worry about Prince Ye being in a bad mood that day and causing trouble for him.
In the carriage going back, Ye Sheng lay in Zhou Meiren's arms, took out a handwritten letter and handed it to Zhou Meiren.
"A gift for you." Ye Sheng said.
Zhou Meiren asked in surprise: "What is this?"
"The masters' handwriting." Ye Sheng said with a slight smile.
"Isn't this thing in the hands of people from Dazhou?" Zhou Meiren said in surprise.
"If the people of Da Zhou were killed by me, wouldn't they fall into my hands?" Ye Sheng said matter-of-factly.
The eldest prince wanted to die on his own. Ye Sheng didn't want to kill him, but he provoked him several times and decided to kill him.
Ye Sheng doesn't look at the identity of the other person when he kills someone.
If I want to kill you, you will die.
This is simply more accurate than the King of Hell.
Zhou Meiren opened the operation and found that it was an article written by Bai Sheng.
In this article, each person in Baisheng wrote a paragraph, and it was combined into a handwriting. If you read it carefully, you can see the charm of Baisheng in every word.
Zhou Meiren couldn't put it down as soon as she saw it, and said: "Do you still remember?"
Ye Sheng looked at Zhou Meiren in confusion.
"When we first met, you said you wanted to give me a worldly treasure." Zhou Meiren said with a sweet smile.
Ye Sheng chuckled and said, "Didn't I give myself to you?"
Zhou Meiren gave Ye Sheng a charming look and said, "This handwritten letter will be regarded as your fulfillment of your promise."
"The handwriting of the masters can only be used for reading and understanding. It has no offensive power and no defensive ability. In your eyes, is this the most precious treasure in the world?" Ye Sheng asked curiously.
"This is an article handwritten by the Hundred Saints. If this is not a treasure in the world, what does it count?" Zhou Meiren couldn't put it down.
Ye Sheng thought about it carefully and realized that Zhou Meiren was right. This handwriting might be the only one in the world.
The Hundred Saints have long since left this world, and there are very few authentic works of theirs. The ones they have are written by one person alone. How can it be like this handwriting, where a hundred Saints wrote the same article?
"Since I have fulfilled my promise, should I be rewarded?" Ye Sheng rolled his eyes and asked.
Zhou Meiren asked: "What reward do you want?"
Ye Sheng chuckled and whispered in Zhou Meiren's ear.
Zhou Meiren's face turned red at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and she said, "Rogue."
Ye Sheng burst out laughing: "How can I be considered a gangster if I say some flirty words to my wife?"
Zhou Meiren's face turned as red as a monkey's butt, and she said, "You can make other requests."
"No, that's it. I want you to fulfill your promise tonight." Ye Sheng hugged Zhou Meiren's slender waist and said.
"You are the biggest gangster in the world, I don't want you." Zhou Meiren pouted and shook her head.
"That's not up to you." Ye Sheng said forcefully, taking Meiren Zhou home directly.