Ling Tian listened quietly to Zhu Houzhao and Wang Yangming's words.
This Confucianism is indeed very capable. Some people on the Internet have said that starting from the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, without the support of these Confucian scholars, it was basically impossible for the foreign tribes in the north to occupy the Central Plains.
No matter how powerful they are, the nomads can at most just grab a bunch of people and leave. And it is precisely because of the aristocratic families composed of these Confucian scholars that the nomads have the possibility of taking over the Central Plains.
In his previous life, Ling Tian only watched the excitement when he saw this, but now, listening to Zhu Houzhao's words, Ling Tian suddenly felt that the aliens could only take over the Central Plains with the support of a group of unscrupulous scholars.
However, these have nothing to do with him.
Ling Tian knew what he was doing. He needed fame. Without enough fame, he would not even be able to protect his own life. Under such circumstances, he had no qualifications to be an angry youth.
Now that Zhu Houzhao is not dead, those Confucians will never spread any talk of killing Zhu Houzhao.
So, if he leaves now, if those Confucian people have developed hatred for him, they will just pursue him silently.
"I am very interested in Confucian martial arts. I wonder if Mr. Yangming can explain it to me if he has time..."
After thinking for a moment, Ling Tian looked at Wang Yangming with a faint smile and said.
There is no benefit for him to leave now. The danger is still there. It is estimated that he will not gain any reputation. It is better to stay. Although the danger is also there, it is shared by Zhu Houzhao, and there are more opportunities to gain fame. Moreover, there are still
There is a Confucian master like Wang Yangming who can ask for advice on Confucian martial arts.
"Of course, Shouren will tell you everything he knows, and he will tell you everything..."
Wang Yangming laughed.
Now, with a master like Ling Tian joining, how could he be reluctant to give up some Confucian martial arts.
"That's great. With Lin Tian's help, I have a little more confidence to fight out. In the current situation, I can't just go north regardless of the situation in the south. Otherwise, without the support of food and grass, the situation in the north will soon get out of control.
, when Huma goes south and travels thousands of miles across the country, even if I keep the throne, I will be ashamed of my ancestors..."
Seeing Wang Yangming pull Ling Tian to join in with a few words, Zhu Houzhao showed a happy look on his face and then spoke.
This guy is over thirty this year, but his personality is like that of a child. He doesn't have much thought, nor any so-called airs. As for the heart of an emperor, he doesn't have the slightest bit of heart.
Moreover, Zhu Houzhao had already seen through the purpose of the Confucian rebels in the south at a glance. They did not really want to rebel, but only used this to threaten Zhu Houzhao to stay in the south.
If Zhu Houzhao returns to the north, then this fake rebellion may actually destroy the grain that is going to be shipped to the north. By then, the north will be devastated.
If Zhu Houzhao stayed in the south, then the grain would still have a chance to be transported to the north. Of course, Zhu Houzhao might be killed at any time.
These Confucian guys gave Zhu Houzhao a multiple-choice question between the stability of the north and his own life, and the latter chose the stability of the north without hesitation.
I don't know how long it will take to transport food, and how long it will take to kill Zhu Houzhao. As long as the Confucian guys can muster enough power to deal with Wang Yangming and Ling Tian, and this power, the Confucian guys can easily summon it.
"So, we have to play hide-and-seek with them, and we have to create suspicion..."
Everyone moved from the town to the woods outside. Zhu Houzhao continued to talk about his plan with Ling Tian, Wang Yangming, and the commander of the Jin Yiwei Jiang Bin.
Staying in the south would be absolutely fatal for Zhu Houzhao. Not to mention how powerful the Confucianists in the south are now, those guys would not even let Zhu Houzhao go to Jinling, which meant that Zhu Houzhao would not have much power in his hands.
Next, Zhu Houzhao could only rely on three masters, Wang Yangming, Ling Tian, Jiang Bin, and a group of Jin Yiwei elites to survive under the watchful eyes of countless Confucian masters.
This seemingly powerful force is actually unable to withstand a wave of Confucian masters sweeping through it.
Night gradually fell, and in the mountains and forests, Jiang Bin was arranging the Jinyi Guards detachment.
According to Zhu Houzhao's plan, they soon separated. Among them, Jiang Bin led the Jin Yiwei people to spread suspicions and went to Longhu Mountain, the feudal prince's palace and other places to attract the attention of Confucian experts.
Wang Yangming and Ling Tian escorted Zhu Houzhao to the Fuzhou area, where there were soldiers and horses that Wang Yangming had left behind. Although there were not many, they could collectively resist the Confucian power for a while.
There was a rebellion in the south, but if the Confucians wanted Zhu Houzhao to stay, the food transportation must continue. Therefore, regardless of whether Zhu Houzhao was killed or not, the food transportation would definitely continue.
So, what really determines the outcome of this life-and-death game is whether the Confucians kill Zhu Houzhao first or whether enough food is transported to the north first.
At least, according to Zhu Houzhao's assessment of the matter, the outcome of this game is determined in this way.
Ling Tian did not agree very much with Zhu Houzhao's judgment. After being baptized by the Internet in later generations and seeing the appearance of some Confucian people in this world, Ling Tian really did not dare to compliment the appearance of some Confucian people.
However, the protagonist of this game was Zhu Houzhao after all, so Ling Tian did not say anything to Zhu Houzhao.
Sitting quietly aside, Ling Tian opened his data panel. These days, because the prompts for gaining fame were too frequent, Ling Tian fumbled and finally turned off the prompts. Now he opened it because he wanted to see what he had now.
How much fame is needed to gather enough luck to transform and enhance the star-absorbing method?
The data panel opened, and Ling Tian looked directly at the Luck column. The numbers he saw made Ling Tian tremble.
Six thousand seven hundred points...
A total of six thousand seven hundred points...
Although after the rumors that he killed Prince Ning and wanted to kill the emperor spread, he gained fame at an alarming speed, but during the day today, he had just exhausted all the luck he had accumulated before. In just half a day,
But how is it possible to obtain more than six thousand fortunes?
Rumors, no matter how big they are, gain fame only in the first wave, and then it will become less and less. Ling Tian knows this.
At this time, he had no idea what had happened, which made his luck suddenly increase so much.
"Mr. Lin, my brother just brought back news that the Confucian people spread rumors that you are a Taoist disciple, but you turned from good to evil and incited Taoist believers to rebel in the south. Now you have kidnapped His Majesty..."
At this moment, Jiang Bin's voice suddenly came from the side.
Ling Tian was slightly stunned. This was actually the reason for his sudden increase in luck. At this moment, Ling Tian really felt like he was grateful to the Confucian person who made the decision.
Originally, he had given up hope of gaining fame by relying on Confucian framing. Who would have thought that Confucianism could not frame him for killing the emperor, but they found another way and continued to frame him to gain fame.
