I have a role in the heavens

Xu Qi'an's eyes suddenly lit up and he gave Xu Zisheng a thumbs up. He was really an open-minded person. He fulfilled everything he promised, and he was a noble person that he could rely on.

Xu Qi'an didn't have much pursuit of power and status at this time. His only hobby was admiring beautiful women, talking with them all night long, and communicating with them.

"Thank you so much, Sir!"

Xu Qi'an finally no longer has to be a boy. After all, Si Tianjian won't accept a boy of his age, and there is no use in keeping his pure Yang body.

"Your family has just escaped from the catastrophe, so I won't delay your reunion. If you have anything to do in the future, you can go to the Marquis Wu'an Mansion!"

Xu Zisheng still admires Xu Qi'an. Xu Qi'an is a person of great nurturing value. Even if he cannot be accepted as his subordinate, he can still build good relationships and achieve high returns with low investment.

Xu Zisheng left slowly under the gaze of Xu Qi'an's family. Only when his back disappeared from everyone's eyes did Xu Zhiping quickly ask Xu Qi'an.

"Ning Yan, who is this noble man just now? He actually dared to say so boldly that he would give me the position of Sword Guard Qianhu!"

Xu Zhiping had been with the Imperial Guards for a long time, so he didn't know how rare it was to be in the position of Qianhu. Don't look at the fact that there was only one rank difference between Baihu and Qianhu, but he was promoted from a low-level official to a middle-level official, and his status was greatly improved.

"This is the second son of the current Marquis Wu'an, the number one scholar in the dynasty, Xu Zisheng!"

Xu Qian withdrew his gaze, explained to his second uncle, and even told him some of the things.

"It turns out it's him, the literary star of Dafeng and the Confucian and Taoist genius Xu Zisheng!"

Xu Zhiping, as a member of the sword guard family, naturally knew Xu Zisheng's name like thunder, and said with a look of amazement.

"This is a big man. Many people think that he will become a general or a minister in the future and become a pillar of the Dafeng. His reputation is extremely resounding. Even His Majesty today praises him as a talent!"

Xu Zhiping exclaimed with a look on his face, "You should be like Xu Zisheng when you have a son. This sentence is very loud in Dafeng Capital."

Xu Zhiping's son Xu Xinnian was not qualified to practice martial arts. He sent his son to Yunlu Academy to study knowledge and practice Confucianism. This was influenced by Xu Zisheng's abandonment of martial arts and his pursuit of literature.

"Is he so famous?"

Xu Qian asked in surprise, looking at his second uncle and others.

"Of course, Xu Zisheng is the number one genius in Kyoto, and countless people admire him!"

The elegant and refined Xu Lingyue couldn't help but interjected, with a look of admiration on her face. What girl doesn't have a child? Xu Zisheng is the dream lover of many girls in Dafeng Kyoto.

Xu Qi'an looked at the longing and admiration on his little cabbage's face, and realized how famous Xu Zisheng's reputation was. He was known to everyone, young and old, and was the dream lover of hundreds of millions of girls. , I am a time traveler, but I can't even compare to someone else's fingernail, which is really a bit embarrassing.

After overthrowing Zhou Xianping, the Minister of Household Affairs, Xu Zisheng once again regained his former leisure. He has also become comfortable with the work of the Ministry of Justice. He has a lot of free time every day, has nothing to do, and listens to music more often. Almost all Everyone knows about Xu Zisheng's little hobby, but he is quite clean and never stays overnight. He only enjoys singing and dancing, tasting delicious food and wine, and momentarily admiring those broad-minded beauties and courtesans.

Xu Zisheng got tired of playing this day and remembered a place that he had never been to. He got interested and walked out of Kyoto and said in a deep voice.

"I take one step at a time, my speed is amazing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Zisheng took a step forward and appeared a hundred feet away. As long as a scholar boasts enough, there is nothing in the world that is impossible.

The training system in this world is very interesting. Except for the martial artist who is brave and ruthless and rough, the other training systems all have their own mysteries and strange methods, which are surprising.

However, the path of martial arts also has its own advantages, that is, it is powerful in combat and is one of the earliest cultivation systems.

Martial arts has been continuously explored and perfected by countless generations. Although various cultivation systems in the world can jump out of the Three Realms, they are still within the Five Elements.

Only vulgar warriors are in the Three Realms and not in the Five Elements. The Wufu system is different from all other systems. When the major systems reach a high level, some can modify the rules at will; some can turn stones into gold and manipulate the earth, wind, water, and fire; some can condense luck and use the power of all living beings; some can directly borrow the power of heaven and earth. force. ,

Only martial artists do not interact with heaven and earth, they only cultivate themselves, and all the magic comes from themselves. It is precisely because of this characteristic that other systems have the opportunity to compete for the Heavenly Way after reaching the super level, but Wufu does not, so the Martial God is the best candidate to become the "gatekeeper" of the Heavenly Way.

Xu Zisheng practiced both civil and martial arts because martial arts were the most powerful. As long as he reached the level of a half-step martial arts god and a first-level Dzogchen martial artist, his essence, energy, and spirit could be completely integrated. The cells in his body would be marked with array patterns and possess immortality. Every part of the body has a part of the soul. Even if the body is divided, the soul will be taken away and exist as an individual with independent consciousness. It has its own domain, which is the embodiment of the martial artist's own characteristics of the world and can form a disordered space. The Half-Step Martial God is immortal, has endless lifespan, and his combat power is far more powerful than the first-class of other systems. Although it is impossible to defeat the super-class, it is enough to compete with the super-class in a short time. Even the super-class cannot kill it. .

Today's Xu Zisheng's martial arts realm is only one step away from entering the third-level immortal body. Different from Confucianism and Taoism, martial arts requires one step at a time. Even if Xu Zisheng has been reincarnated for many lives and has extraordinary wisdom, he still needs to follow the basic principle of diligent study and practice, so Jinjing is far inferior to Confucianism and Taoism, but it is enough to shock the world.

After all, the most powerful warrior in the Dafeng dynasty was the leader of the watchmen, the number one hero in the Battle of Mountains and Seas, and the master of military art in the world, Wei Yuan. Although this person was born as an eunuch, his literary skills and military skills are rare in the world. He is a second-grade martial artist in the realm of Hedao. The essence of Hedao is to sublimate the "Tao" of a martial artist and complete his own Tao. Oppressed by the ways of others. When you are promoted, you will be born with a strange phenomenon. At this time, he can bear the consequences of withdrawing his luck and will not die from it.

Xu Zisheng is confident that he will reach the realm of third-grade immortality within half a year. Coupled with his Confucianism and Taoism cultivation, he should be no weaker than Wei Yuan and enough to become the ceiling of the Dafeng Dynasty's combat power.

Xu Zisheng's father, Marquis Wu'an, has just stepped into the third-level immortal body, so he has become one of the leaders of the military. He has extremely high prestige and great power. Even Emperor Yuan Jing has high regard for him. The constant favor shows how high the status of a third-grade warrior is.

Xu Zisheng is a hundred feet away with one step, his sleeves are fluttering, his clothes are flying, his figure is ethereal, and his temperament is refined. This is in line with the aesthetics of scholars. To use a rude word to describe it, this image satisfies the psychology of pretentiousness among scholars. , can make people admire.

Xu Zisheng left the capital at a lightning speed, faster than a thousand-mile horse. His destination was Qingyun Mountain, sixty miles outside the suburbs of Beijing. There was an academy in the mountain, the world-famous Yunlu Academy!

Qingyun Mountain was not originally called Qingyun Mountain, and the specific name has long been forgotten. The mountain is not high, but it is famous if it has immortals. The water is not deep, but if there is a dragon, it is spiritual. Since Yunlu Academy settled here, the sound of reading has been loud and clear. Absolutely, the clear air is soaring into the sky, so this mountain is called Qingyun Mountain. It is the most famous mountain in the hearts of scholars in the world and is famous all over the world.

After a while, Xu Zisheng's figure came to the front of Qingyun Mountain. He looked far into the distance and saw the entire outline of Qingyun Mountain and the academy buildings as small as a bean.

Yunlu Academy is an academy established by a Confucian sage. This god in the minds of scholars has reached the peak of Confucianism and Taoism, but he lives at the age of eighty-two, which is no different from the life span of ordinary people. It is really surprising. Feeling stunned.

Eighty-two years old is considered a long life for ordinary people in this era, but the value of martial arts in this world is unusual. Even saints cannot live forever? It is enough to prove that success in Confucianism is also luck, and failure is also luck. Even a super-grade Confucian sage cannot live forever. It can be seen that there is no future, and a crude martial artist is more suitable for immortality. Not to mention stepping into the realm of super-grade martial arts, he is a first-class warrior. If you have perfect martial arts, your life span will be endless and will not be affected by luck.

"However, we cannot completely deny the Confucian and Taoist system. After all, Confucian and Taoist methods are really handsome. It doesn't matter whether you live or not. Being handsome is a matter of a lifetime!"

Xu Zisheng had no hope of practicing Confucianism and Taoism to live forever. The path of martial arts was enough to make him immortal and his life span would be endless. He practiced Confucianism and Taoism just to be perfect and admired by the world. He did not enjoy the admiration of the world. Just because of my deep love for Confucianism and Taoism.

Qingyun Mountain is neither majestic nor beautiful. If it weren't for the clear air rising into the sky, it would be no different from an ordinary wild mountain. There are courtyards, attics, squares, waterfalls, streams, ponds, and paths paved with bluestone slabs in the mountains, which are like spider webs, connecting these places together.

In a loft on the edge of the cliff, there is a private room on the second floor. There is no wall on the side of the cliff. Standing on the corridor, you can overlook the vast plains and the outline of the distant mountains.

Li Mubai, a great player who vowed never to play chess again, stood on the corridor with a scroll in his hand, listening to the heated argument between his two friends behind him, his face flushed.

"I made a wrong step this time. I want to do it again. I don't care."

"No regrets when you make a move, that's the rule."

"The sage said: If you know you are wrong, correct it. There is no greater good."

"Is this what the saint meant?"

"Is not it?"

"Old thief, do you want to talk to me? That's okay. Only one of us can leave alive today."

"I didn't grow up a vegetarian."

Li Mubai shook his head when he heard this. He had long been accustomed to this. He was also like this when playing chess, but his chess skills were far better than the two of them. However, he had lost to Wei Yuan, a master of military art at that time. He lost in three games, which deeply affected him. After a blow, she vowed never to play chess again. Of course, this oath was like a prostitute's belt, extremely loose and would be untied from time to time.

"Two stinky chess baskets."

Behind Li Mubai were two famous Confucians, one of whom was Zhang Shen, a master of military art, and the other, an old man wearing a black robe with a long beard that reached his chest, was Chen Tai, also named Youping, one of the four great Confucians of Yunlu Academy.

The four great scholars of Yunlu Academy each have their own characteristics. Li Mubai is good at chess, Zhang Shen is proficient in the art of war, Yang Gong, a layman from Ziyang who serves as the chief envoy of Qingzhou, is good at scholarship, and Chen Youping has a talent for governing the country. His book "State Administration" is in Dafeng was popular among officials.

Xu Zisheng has also read this book "State Administration", and many of its insights are unique and profound, and he feels that he has benefited a lot.

Li Mubai turned around and left the corridor, returned to the private room, interrupted the two people arguing, and asked.

"Where's the dean?"

"The eldest princess is here, and the dean is accompanying her."

Zhang Shen stared at the chessboard and replied casually, obviously focusing on the black and white.

Li Mubai said "Oh" and nodded. Looking at the situation on the chessboard, Zhang Shen was worthy of being a master in the art of war. Chen Tai was no match for him. Dalong was about to be slaughtered. The outcome of this chess game was determined, and Chen Tai was certain to lose. .

Chen Tai looked up from the chessboard with a complicated expression and sighed. They all knew the purpose of the eldest princess coming to Yunlu Academy and said in a deep voice.

"Spring will be here in three months, but the students in the college are not very interested in studying. I went around the dormitory last night, and there were only a few readers who were burning the midnight oil."

"The only few lights are shining on the chessboard!"

"Playing with things makes one lose one's spirit."

As he spoke, Chen Tai stretched out his hand and scratched the chessboard, disrupting the chess pieces. He was heartbroken, but he didn't know whether it was because he was about to lose, or because he was worried about the students.

"Shameless old thief!"

Zhang Shen was furious. When he lost, he just played with things to lose his morale. When he won, he showed off his power. He was simply a villain.

"You are just like Li Mubai, you can't afford to play."

"What does it have to do with me!"

Li Mubai was also angry. He had lost to Wei Yuan, but who among the world's chess players could be Wei Yuan's opponent? The leader of the eunuchs, the leader of watchmen, the leader of military generals, and the master of war in the Dafeng Dynasty. Indeed, He is so talented and so powerful that it makes people feel desperate. Even Li Mubai, who is the best at Go, was defeated miserably in his hands and never won a single game.

At this time, the three great scholars fell into silence. They understood why the students of Yunlu Academy were like this. It was not that they were despondent by playing with things, but that their future was bleak and dark, so they had to play chess to pass the time.

The students of Yunlu Academy have a difficult career in officialdom. Even if they are successful in the exams, it is difficult for them to rise in the officialdom. They are often sent to remote areas to serve as officials, or left to grow moldy in some nook and cranny. This is a great blow to the students of the academy. Their enthusiasm for the imperial examination.

The elegant room was silent for a moment, Zhang Shen looked heavy, his eyes flashed, and said sternly.

"This trend cannot last forever. We must arouse students' enthusiasm for the imperial examination."

Chen Tai also looked serious and nodded. If this continues, the students of Yunlu Academy will be useless and must change.

"Even if it's hard to support, we have to keep going. Yunlu Academy can't cut off the path of officialdom."

Li Mubai pondered for a while, as if he had made up his mind. He looked at his two friends and said in a deep voice.

"Let's start a class to encourage students and let the dean come forward."

Zhang Shen twisted a chess piece, pondering undecidedly, hesitating a little, and said softly.

"The dean encourages students every year, and then fails again and again. I'm afraid it won't have much effect."

Chen Tai stroked his beard with his right hand and nodded slightly, agreeing with Zhang Shen's point of view. The dean has encouraged students in recent years, but his official career has been hindered every year. No matter how big the cake is, the students can't eat it, he frowned.

"We must find a new way to encourage students to study hard and pay attention to spring and summer."

"How about writing an article?"

"Thankless."

Li Mubai shook his head and disagreed with this suggestion. How to write an article to boost the morale of students.

"The only thing left is poetry. Since ancient times, poetry has moved people's hearts. Writing a shocking poem has a much better effect than opening a class to encourage learning."

Zhang Shen put down the tea cup in his hand and suggested again.

After saying that, the three great scholars looked at each other and shook their heads in unison, saying that their poetry had been in decline for a long time.

"If Yang Ziqian doesn't go to Qingzhou, this job can be passed on to him."

"Among us, he is the best at this."

Zhang Shen said with a sigh that he was a master of military art and was not good at poetry and prose, while Yang Gong, a layman from Ziyang, was good at scholarship and was the best among the four in terms of writing and poetry.

The mountain breeze rushed into the room, making Chen Tai's long beard flutter. He looked at Zhang Shen with disdain and sneered.

"Brother Jinyan, you are more suitable to be an official in the court than me."

"Old man, are you mocking me for playing football?"

Zhang Shen was not angry either, he looked like a bachelor and yelled like a dead pig who is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water.

"You can do whatever you want, I'm all ears."

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Zhang Shen's bookboy lowered his head and walked in quickly, bowing.

"Sir, your student Xu Cijiu is here."

Xu resigned? Why is he here? He has copied the saint's sayings three hundred times? Zhang Shen nodded and said.

"Invite him in."

After the book boy left, Zhang Shen glanced at Chen Tai on the other side of the chessboard, with a somewhat proud look on his face and said with a smile.

"Speaking of which, I have recently accepted a new student, Xu Cijiu's cousin, whose poetry is astonishing."

When Li Mubai heard this, he quickly added, not to be outdone.

"That's my student too."

Chen Tai glanced at the person named Zhang and then at the person named Li. His heart moved and he knew who they were talking about.

"Is he the poet who wrote: "Mo Chou has no friends in the future, and who in the world doesn't know you?"

Li Mubai and Zhang Shen smiled proudly, with high spirits and high spirits.

"Hahaha!"

Chen Tai laughed loudly, pointed at his two friends, and kept shaking his head.

"why are you laughing?"

"I laugh at you because you are blinded by fame and fortune! Well, there is also jealousy."

Chen Tai stopped his smile and said half admonishing and half mocking.

"Yang Ziqian's name must have been passed down to future generations because of this poem, which is indeed enviable. But you two don't think about it. Good poems are rare. Many scholars only have a few good poems in their lives, and even fewer of them can be recorded in history. "

"The phrase 'Don't worry about the road ahead without friends, no one in the world doesn't know you' is already a stroke of genius. I'm so happy to hear it. Do you still hope to come up with another one, no, two songs, so that you two can be famous forever?"

"If you care too much about fame and wealth, over time, how can you maintain the righteousness in your stomach?"

The ridicule made Li Mubai and Zhang Shen feel a little embarrassed, and they avoided looking directly into Chen Tai's eyes.

Some time ago, Yang Gong, a layman from Ziyang, left the capital to serve as the chief envoy of Qingzhou. The three of them and the students from Yunlu Academy saw him off. Several great Confucian scholars wrote poems to teach their disciples, and Xu Qi'an's cousin Xu New Year brought the poems carried by Xu Qi'an. He recited it on the spot, shocking everyone and astonishing the world. Yang Gongke relied on the name of this poem to be passed down through the ages. Li Mubai and Zhang Shen were extremely envious, so they wanted to accept Xu Qi'an as a disciple.

"What Youping said is absolutely true."

The two of them bowed, looking ashamed. They looked at themselves and said in a deep voice.

"Three scholars are immortal. Even if they want to be remembered in history, they should take the high road and not the shortcut. It's the two of us who went astray."

"If you know you've made a mistake, correct it. There's no greater good than that."

Chen Tai nodded slightly. Children can be taught. As expected, it felt great to be a teacher teaching students, especially when these two students were his friends. This feeling was doubly satisfying and made him addicted.