Cyber Daming

It was not until the garrison hour came that the dark clouds hanging over Edo Castle gradually dispersed, and the heavy rain that had raged all night finally stopped.

The dim light of dawn illuminated the eaves and carp streamers on both sides of the long street. The neon tubes embedded in the signboards had long been extinguished, and the long street was deserted.

Wow.

The shoji door of the izakaya was opened by Nagasaki Peak. He was still wearing the blue scholar's shirt issued by the Confucius Temple, and his eyes were slightly distracted.

"The teacher said that we should always reflect on ourselves, review the past and learn the new, so let's review the chapter 'The Analects of Confucius: For Politics' on the road today."

Nagasaki Mine stood under the eaves, talking to himself, raising his hands and waving in front of him, as if he was looking for the content he was going to review.

As he pressed his finger in the air in front of him, a figure that no one else could see appeared beside him. He had a powerful figure, a bright head and a pale face, and showed an elegant yet tough temperament in his movements.

"Student Zhang Feng met Confucius."

Nagasaki Feng bowed his hands and looked extremely respectful.

"Learning without thinking is useless, thinking without learning is dangerous. Zhang Feng, do you know the meaning?"

It's past midnight now, and workshops all over Edo Castle have finished ordering and started work, so there are very few people walking on the streets, but there are quite a few people huddled on the steps of the storefronts.

Without exception, these people are all homeless people and beggars who scavenge.

Indulging in low-quality alcohol and high-risk rice dreams for a long time has completely decayed their spirits and bodies. Even the officials of the Xuanwei Division Yamen, who often have headaches about where to look for the next strong man to be sent out, will not take the idea of ​​such a person.

Only the guards occasionally pay attention to them, because they are a group that is prone to "yellow ghosts" stealing houses.

A 'yellow ghost' who comes to this world by seizing a body has a high probability of developing a rebellious mentality of revenge and destruction due to a distorted world view and a gap in status.

In the Japanese area where Honghu was completely expelled, the "Huang Liang Ghost" has jumped from a social problem to a public security problem, and is currently the main work orientation of the city's garrison.

For these people, Nagasakimine didn't even bother to look at them.

At this moment, his mind was full of thinking about how to answer the questions raised by 'Confucius' correctly and perfectly.

"Reading and thinking must go hand in hand, otherwise you will fall into confusion due to lack of practice. But if you just blindly dream and ignore study and research, you will just build a tower on sand, and you will get nothing in the end."

Nagasakimine thought for a long time and finally gave what he thought was a satisfactory answer.

"Your explanation is just a literal re-translation of my words from a thousand years ago. It's still just a simple 'learning', and it doesn't achieve a deep 'thinking'!"

The stern tone of 'Kongfuzi' made Nagasaki Mine's heart tremble, and he quickly said: "Master, please help me clear up my doubts."

"You have to learn to put old theories into the current context and understand new principles from them. This is how you review the past and learn the new."

'Confucius' talked eloquently: "Learning without thinking is useless. It is not just about thinking, but also about breaking through the shackles and awakening the sleeping genes. If you cannot be promoted to Confucianism, even if you study for life, it will be useless. Meaning will eventually fall into endless confusion.”

Nagasaki Mine had a look of surprise on his face, nodded repeatedly, and his body, taken over by the brain machine, walked quickly towards the Confucius Temple.

"Master, what does it mean to think without learning and to be in danger?"

Nagasaki Peak turned into an alley. Perhaps because of the heavy rain last night, the alley was full of water and all kinds of garbage were floating up and down. There was almost no place to step down.

In fact, there are many spacious roads to the Fourth Confucius Temple "Shaishu Tang" located in the core area of ​​the Southern District, but this narrow alley is the fastest shortcut. Nagasakimine, who had previously spent a lot of time cleaning her store, had no choice if she wanted to avoid being late.

In this complex environment, the brain computer loaded with 'Kongfuzi' no longer has the power to control Nagasaki Mine's body, and he can only take over on his own.

Nagasaki Feng held the hem of his green shirt tightly in his arms, and while carefully looking for gravel bricks to rest on, he asked: "What if I only seek promotion, but forget to study Confucian classics?" Will it bring destruction to oneself?”

"Children can be taught."

'Confucius' who was walking on the water nodded with satisfaction, "Benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and faith are the core tasks of Confucianism. If Zhang Feng, you want to become an excellent Confucian preface, you can't Depart from these five words.”

"Be kind to people of the same discipline, uphold loyalty to your classmates, and maintain respect for the Confucian clan."

"ah!"

A sudden scream interrupted 'Kong Fuzi''s words. When Nagasaki Mine jumped towards a brick exposed to sewage, his feet suddenly slipped and his body staggered.

Fortunately, Nagasaki Mine reached out in time to grab a bump on the wall next to him, thus avoiding the danger of falling into the puddle.

"call"

Nagasaki Mine exhaled with lingering fear, and was about to turn around to apologize to 'Confucius', when his pupils suddenly shrank like needles.

The tall buildings on the left and right squeezed the sky above the alleyway into a long and narrow line, and the rising morning light was completely blocked out. Nagasaki Mine's newly implanted brain computer adjusted his low-light vision by itself, and he could barely see his surroundings clearly. environment of.

As soon as you look at it, the walls are covered with large swaths of scarlet fonts, and the brush strokes are twisted. Just with the naked eye, you can see the deep hatred in the heart of the person who sprayed it, which is shocking.

[Longwu’s country is destroyed, and Jiaqi’s species is destroyed! 】

[New Deal’s butcher’s knife, kill our Japanese people! 】

[The red official robes are stained with the blood of the Japanese people, and the Confucius Temple is a cannibalistic purgatory! 】

Nagasaki Feng's whole body was ice-cold, and he quickly cut off the lessons that were going on in his computer. The 'Confucius' beside him disappeared without a trace in a burst of shaking and flickering.

He turned his head and looked at the 'bulge' he was holding in his left hand. It was the handle of a wakizashi knife. The blade pierced into the wall reflected a dazzling cold light.

In an instant, Nagasaki Mine let go of his hand as if he was electrocuted, and stepped back deeply into the pit filled with sewage.

The scarlet slogans on the walls are all written in Japanese, and every word is like a cannonball exploding in Nagasaki Mine's heart.

An icy chill spreads from the feet in the water, climbs up the torso, and spreads to the spiritual orifice at the back of the skull.

Nagasaki Peak suddenly trembled. Invisibly, a ball of flame seemed to be ignited in his heart, and the "dong-dong" heartbeat made him tremble uncontrollably.

“If you want to become a qualified Confucian scholar, you must always keep in mind ‘propriety, justice, benevolence, wisdom, and trust’.”

In the dark, Master's voice seemed to echo in his ears. Nagasaki Mine suddenly took off the student's blue shirt that he cherished so much, and wiped it away like a madman towards the red painted slogan on the wall.

The Fourth Confucius Temple in Edo Castle is called "Shaishudang". It is a large complex of buildings imitating the Ming Dynasty style. It is mainly composed of the Xianxian Hall, which worships the projections of Confucian ancestors, and the Academy, which teaches classes according to genetic merits.

The sun is rising and it's time to garrison.

According to the rules of Shaishu Tang, this is the time for morning classes.

But today, there was no sound of reading in the bookstore. Almost all the students gathered at the entrance of the school, forming neat queues in their classes.

[Warmly welcome Mr. Liu, Tongzhi of the Edo Castle Xuanwei Division, to Shaishu Hall]

A banner was hung over everyone's heads. The students standing in the back row stared closely at the shoulders of the people in front of them. Whenever the other person moved, they would immediately clap vigorously.

Surrounded by a group of teachers from the Confucius Temple, Liu Dian, wearing a Confucian scarf and an indigo t-shirt, walked out of the school.

"Mr. Liu, we still have many achievements in Shaishutang that we haven't had time to report to you. Why are we leaving now?"

Superintendent Qin, who is responsible for running the entire Shaishu Hall, followed Liu Dian step by step, sighing for a while.