I, above the court, angrily rebuked the faint king

"As for the ninth floor, don't even think about it. There are endless dangers hidden in the extremely numerous floors. The ancestors who built the Confucianism Pagoda once said that even he himself dared not set foot on the top floor."

"It's dangerous, it's self-evident."

Ok?

Zhengzhou's eyes suddenly lit up.

This is another chance to die, and Confucianism has no personal ideas, so it shouldn't be a mess, right?

With this in mind, Zheng Zhou asked, "How many floors did Wang Jijiu reach?"

Wang Wengong lowered his head and smiled wryly, "I'm ashamed to say that I'm average in talent. I can only climb up to the sixth floor of the Confucianism Tower, and I can't make any progress."

The sixth floor means that in the future, it will definitely become a sub-sage.

That is to say, Wang Wengong was already the reserve sub-sage of the Great Song Dynasty.

Waiting for just one opportunity, he can penetrate the essence of Confucianism and Taoism and become a sub-sage.

At that time, in the Great Song Dynasty, as long as Li You Taoist Sect does not intervene, the banner of Confucianism and Taoism ZTE will be raged everywhere in the Great Song Dynasty.

So, what Wang Wengong said was actually quite Versailles, and he deserved a beating. Fortunately, there were no Confucian and Taoist disciples hiding underground at this time, otherwise he would definitely give the Imperial College Chief Jijiu his eyes.

"The eighth floor is too exaggerated. Let's take a step back. How about making this bet on the seventh floor of the Chuanru Pagoda?" Wang Wengong still couldn't forget Zhengzhou.

"For nearly a hundred years on the seventh floor, at least some people have climbed it. The eighth floor only exists in legends. Elder Qiao, don't be too forceful."

Ok?

Confucianism and Taoism have declined in the past hundred years, but someone has climbed to the seventh floor of the Confucianism Tower?

Who could be more suitable for Zhongxing Confucianism and Taoism than Guozijian Dajijiu?

Zheng Zhou became interested and asked, "Who is this person who ascended the seventh floor?"

Wang Wengong looked around and saw that there was no one around. The Jinluan Hall was solemn and silent, as if he was going back to court. After confirming that he would not be heard by others, Wang Wengong stepped forward and said close to Zhengzhou's ear: " That person has the same surname as you, Zheng, he is the right minister, and also your father, Zheng Linyuan!"

"What?" Let alone Zhengzhou, even Qiao Shihan, who was eavesdropping, was astonished.

Who is Zheng Linyuan?

The biggest traitor in the Song Dynasty, the image in the hearts of the people is even worse than the emperor Zhao Xin.

Everyone in the world said that Zheng Linyuan was to blame for such a situation in the Song Dynasty.

Such a person can climb to the seventh floor of the Confucianism Tower?

This thing is not a fake and shoddy product, right?

"Different choices lead to different outcomes. If Zheng Xiang had chosen to stay in the Guozijian at the beginning, he might have become a sub-sage now and become an official in the court. This is his choice and his good fortune." Unconcealable righteous indignation.

Zhengzhou overlooked the situation in the Golden Luan Hall, and the image of the cheap father who raised his arms and shouted under the dragon chair, splashing saliva, became more subtle.

Chapter 13 The court is full of storms, how many floors can Zhengzhou climb?

He has the potential to become the most holy of Confucianism and Taoism, but he is limited by the trivial matters of the court and bears the reputation of a treacherous villain. It seems that he is not simple.

The father he thought he was familiar with in his memory was covered with a layer of mystery.

But Zhengzhou didn't think about it for too long.

I am about to become the master of the plane.

No need to waste time on such small things.

"Master Wang, besides the ninth floor of Chuanru Pagoda, is there any other life-threatening danger?" Zheng Zhou asked seriously.

Wang Wengong immediately shook his head: "Except for the treacherous and unpredictable ninth floor, the Confucianism Tower is absolutely not dangerous at all. When Confucianism and Taoism were at their peak in the Song Dynasty, the Confucianism Tower could measure the potential of hundreds of people every day, but none of them lost their lives because of it." record, you can rest assured."

Zhengzhou: "That's a pity."

Chuanru Pagoda is the best chance to die right now, but the difficulty is also very high, which can be seen from the fact that only one person has successfully reached the seventh floor in a hundred years.

But at the same time, this is also the most effective and fastest method.

Practicing the Longevity Sect's exercises is also a way, but it takes too long, and Zhengzhou doesn't want to wait.

"Master Wang, I am willing to give it a try." Zheng Zhou said.

He had already decided to go to Chuanru Pagoda for the test first, and if he couldn't get to the ninth floor, he would think of other ways.

Longevity sect exercises are not impossible.

"Okay! After the court meeting is over, I will meet with the Holy Majesty to find an opportunity for you to re-open the Confucian Pagoda." Wang Wengong said excitedly.

In his opinion, with Zhengzhou's aptitude, he could at least ascend the fifth floor of the Confucianism Tower, and the sixth floor is not hopeless. As for the seventh and eighth floors, it depends on fate.

Sometimes, there are many examples where the future of Confucianism and Taoism was interrupted or failed to fully exert due to a mistake or restlessness.

"How is Elder Qiao thinking?" Wang Wengong half turned around and asked.

In the current Great Song Dynasty, Confucianism and Taoism were in front of the Immortal School, so even if Wang Wengong knew that Qiao Shihan had something in mind, he had no choice but to ask.

If the bet fails, with Qiao Shihan's personality, she will definitely make some trouble after passing the test of Chuanru Pagoda in Zhengzhou.

"Okay, I promise you."

"How can you be sure that Zhengzhou will be able to reach the seventh floor?"

Qiao Shihan asked.

She also heard what Wang Wengong said just now, and because of knowing, Qiao Shihan dared to make such a bet with Wang Wengong.

She had heard a little about what kind of person Zheng Linyuan was.

Compared with Zheng Linyuan, Zhengzhou is still a little bit worse.

"I'm not sure, but if even Zhengzhou can't climb the seventh floor of the Confucianism Tower, then there will be no Confucian sub-sages in the Song Dynasty for a hundred years."

"This is the sign of perdition. As the Imperial Supervisor of the Great Song Dynasty, I must keep talents for my Great Song Dynasty!"

Wang Wengong made a vow, and there seemed to be colorful rays of light lingering behind him.

His words can also trigger the vision of heaven and earth.

But compared to Zhengzhou's handwriting, it is nothing but a big witch.