MTL - Prehistoric: A Stable Life, Starting From the Journey To the West-Chapter 70

Does the power that the system instills in itself through experience points really belongs to itself?

Chen Qi was really worried about this.

Compared with the power of the system, the way of the Confucian sages and sages in this world is also a way of detachment.

This road may be difficult.

But the power he got was entirely his own, not from the strongest reading system.

In this way, even if there is really a problem with the system in the later stage, there can be a little resistance, instead of closing your eyes and waiting to die.

Of course, all of this is based on the premise that there are hidden dangers in the system in one's own body.

If there is no hidden danger in your golden finger, then you are looking for distance.

It's a pity that Chen Qi didn't dare to gamble.

Therefore, even if he can easily obtain powerful power through the system, he is not willing to give up the Confucian way of sages.

"Of course, it's all a long way off."

"What I have to do now is to become a first-rank heaven and man as soon as possible, and then break through to become an immortal and gain longevity."

"At that time, there will be enough time to try the path of the Confucian sages."

"It's not too late to consider the power of the system after the Confucian sages' path has failed, or the Confucian sages' path has failed."

Chen Qi's thoughts turned, but he was not tempted by the power of the system at all.

Instead, he made up his mind to put the power of the system behind the path of the Confucian sages.

Of course, the premise is that he breaks through to become immortal and obtains longevity.

Only then can he have enough time to try slowly.

Chapter 112: The Son of Heaven is foolish and treacherous, and the country is mistaken, and each of them is their master in the Furong Garden (please subscribe)

Hibiscus Garden, Inner Garden!

Compared with the romantic affairs of the scholars in the outer garden, the celebrities in the inner garden of the Furong Garden have more business.

In their words, they are no longer on the same level as the scholars in the outer garden.

As Qingzhou celebrities, they must get rid of low-level gaudy things, learn from the great Confucians and sages of ancient times, worry about the country and the people, and care about the government affairs of the court. Eternal peace.

Therefore, they despised those literati in the outer garden who only knew about the romantic situation and cared about the affairs of the court at all, and even felt that they were not qualified to be called Confucian scholars.

At best, he is just a layman who has read a few books.

This is the contempt chain.

As long as there are classes and circles, the chains of contempt are everywhere and everywhere.

Just as great Confucians despise celebrities, celebrities despise scholars, scholars despise ordinary scholars, and scholars despise warriors and commoners.

It is precisely because of the existence of this chain of contempt that the celebrities in Qingzhou in the inner garden will never talk about the ladies and sisters of a certain building, a certain building, and a certain place.

Most of them were discussing the recent court affairs, or bemoaning the emperor's blindness in a helpless and tactful tone.

Well, the emperor is blind.

If it weren't for that day's blindness, how could he let those incompetent and incompetent people sit in the court, and let such a talented and famous person be exiled to the people?

Of course, if Li Shimin can cure his eye disease, see himself as a great talent, and pay attention to the hut, please come out of the mountain and enshrine the lord to pay respect to the prime minister and help the society.

Then you can also reluctantly agree.

This is probably the truest thought of 06 in the hearts of 99% of celebrities in the world.

At this time, in the garden of Furong Garden, many celebrities from Qingzhou were talking about a major event that happened in Chang'an City not long ago.

"The emperor is foolish, and the traitor has wronged the country!"

"Donghuamen boasting official parade, this is the greatest honor of my Confucian scholars, and now being trampled by a monk, this is a slap in the face of our scholars!"

"The Son of Heaven is foolish, the traitorous minister has mistaken the country, the traitorous minister has mistaken the country..."

In the inner garden of Furong Garden, Qingzhou celebrities with gray beards beat their chests and sighed loudly.

He lamented that the Son of Heaven was foolish, and lamented that the traitor had wronged the country.

I just hate myself for not being able to rank among the three generals, otherwise the dim court will be brought back to light.

The "Hu Seng" in his mouth naturally refers to Chen Xuanzang.

It is only because the Buddhist sect of this world comes from the allusion of "Lao Tzu came out of the west and turned the Hu into a Buddha", so many literati people in the Central Plains called the monks in the temples Hu monks.

"Master Qian is right, this move by the imperial court is tantamount to throwing the face of my generation of scholars to the ground and letting that monk trample on the ground, and humiliating my Confucian scholars like this is really insulting.

I, Sun Chengzhi, swear once again that I will never step into the officialdom of the Tang Dynasty, and I will not make a plan for the Tang Dynasty. "

A middle-aged scholar dressed as a Confucian scholar swears to the sky, full of anger.

When other Qingzhou celebrities heard the words, they were also filled with indignation and shared their hatred.

"Chengzhi, good work, I support you......"

"Yes, I, Zhang Xuan, also swore this time that even if I was poor in this life, I would never go to the Tang Dynasty..."

"And I, Jia Yunjia..."

"..."

For a time, the entire inner garden of Furong Garden seemed to have become a swearing-in meeting.

One by one, they scolded "the emperor is stupid and the traitor has wronged the country", while swearing to the sky and the ground that he would be incompatible with the Tang court, even if he died, he would not serve in the Tang Dynasty and serve Li Shimin.

Of course, there were also some celebrities who were unmoved, sitting in a corner and watching the farce in the arena with cold eyes.

In the corner of the inner garden, the two young scholars watched the scene in the field and couldn't help but smile, as if they had seen something funny.

That's right, in their eyes, everything in the field is just a farce.

Regardless of how ruthless the celebrities in the field swear, if there is a call for appointment from the imperial court, it is guaranteed that they will kneel faster than each other.

"Brother Yongchang, what do you think about the Hu monk in Chang'an City?"

One of the young men asked suddenly.

The young scholar known as Brother Yongchang heard the words, paused for a while, and then said after deliberation: "Buddhism is powerful, maybe the court also has a last resort and has to do this."

After he finished speaking, he looked up at his friend beside him, moved in his heart, and then asked, "Could it be that Brother Wang knows why?"

The elder brother in his mouth, named Wang Jie, was born in the Wang family of Langya.

Of course, Wang Jie was only a descendant of the branch line of the Wang clan of Langya, not a direct descendant of the main line, otherwise he would not have come to Qingzhou to study.

The Wang Clan of Langya, one of the seven sects and five surnames, is also one of the top clansmen in the Tang Dynasty.

Developed in Cao Wei and Western Jin Dynasty, established in the early years of Eastern Jin Dynasty, and reached its most prosperous period, there is a saying, "The king and the horse share the world!"

Of course, the inheritance of the Wang family of Langya is extremely long. It is said that it came from the surname Ji.

Prince Chengfu, the second son of King Huan of Zhou, fled to Qi to avoid the "Zike Rebellion".

During the period of Duke Huan of Qi, he was appointed as the Great Sima of Qi State due to the recommendation of Guan Zhong. After Duke Huan of Qi died, the prince became a descendant of his father and continued to serve as a general of the State of Qi, so he settled in the State of Qi and took the "king" as his clan for generations. This is the beginning of the Langya Wang clan.

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Although it is not the family of sages and sages left by hundreds of schools of thought, it is better than the family of sages and sages, and is respected by the Confucian scholars of the Tang Dynasty.

Although Wang Jie was only a collateral descendant of the Wang clan in Langya, if he was well informed, Li Yongchang would not be able to catch up with himself if he was a horse.

So he really wanted to hear Wang Jie's opinion on the matter of Hu Seng in Chang'an.

When Wang Jie heard Li Yongchang's question, he didn't answer immediately. Instead, he smiled and asked, "Brother Yongchang, do you still remember the other changes in the Tang court before the incident with Hu Seng in Chang'an?"

"Brother Wang said that the imperial court held a water and land conference and asked the state government to recommend eminent monks to Chang'an City?"

"More than that!"

Wang Jie shook his head, and then said, "Brother Yongchang, did you forget that before the court held the Water and Land Conference, another major event happened in the world."

Hearing this, Li Yongchang pondered for a moment, and then his face showed a look of shock, "Could it be that Brother Wang is talking about the disorder of luck in the dynasties of the states?"

"Could this be the hands of Buddhism?"

Thinking of this, Li Yongchang was really shocked.

Not long ago, the Dao of the Ten Dao and the Three Hundred States of the Tang Dynasty was in a state of disorder, which lasted for seven days.

During this period, state capitals and prefectures such as Qingzhou City can be said to be good. After all, even if the dynasty's luck is disordered, it can still deter ghosts and gods. There are also imperial troops stationed there, and there are many strong people, so they are safe and sound.

However, the county seat under the county seat, and even the village town pavilion, is different.

Losing the deterrence of Wang Dao's luck and luck, in less than six or seven days, many villages and towns were attacked by ghosts and ghosts, and they became the dead places of ghosts.

There are even rumors that during the period of the chaos of the dynasty, some county towns were breached, tens of thousands of people in the city became **** monsters, and countless people were killed and injured.

"How dare you?"

"How dare they?"

Li Yongchang couldn't believe it.

If the fate of the dynasty is really what Buddhists call it, doesn't that mean that they have a way to break the fate of the dynasty and take precedence over the Tang court?

But the imperial court has nothing to do with them, and can only compromise and let them coerce?

Is such a Tang Dynasty still a Tang Dynasty?

So even if their scholars become the generals of the Three Dukes, what if they still want to be placed under the Buddha's way?

Li Yongchang felt a little chill when he thought of this.

Seeing that Li Yongchang couldn't believe his appearance, Wang Jie smiled lightly: "Actually, this matter is not a secret. Many aristocratic families know about it, for example, the Qian Kangping in the field, Master Qian!"

Wang Jie glanced deeply at the old man who was brushing his beard and smiling.

This Master Qian is not a simple person. Although he came from a small family, his methods are not simple at all.

Not only did he become the most famous celebrity in Qingzhou Mansion, but he also somehow got into the relationship with the owner of Furong Garden.

Therefore, he can become the host of the Furong Poetry Society and is sought after by many literati and celebrities.

After Li Yongchang heard Wang Jie's words, he couldn't help but look at Qian Kangping, who was supported by many Qingzhou celebrities in the center.

"how is this possible?"

Li Yongchang didn't want to believe it, although he already believed it a little in his heart.

It's just that he still can't figure it out. If Qian Kangping already knows the truth about the Hu monks in Chang'an City, why does he still denounce "the emperor is foolish and the traitor misleads the country" for misleading other literati here?

Is it really just to make a name for it?

Facing Li Yongchang's doubts, Wang Jie smiled lightly and said, "There is no other, each is its own master."

"Each is their master?"

Li Yongchang frowned again, wondering what Wang Jie meant by this?

Who is this "Lord" referring to?

Is it another aristocratic clan, or is it a chaotic party and an alien race?

Seeing Li Yongchang frown, Wang Jie couldn't help showing a smile, and was about to say something.

Suddenly, a lazy coquettish sigh sounded in his ear.

"Little guy, you talked a lot today and crossed the line."

"Give you three days to leave Qingzhou, or stay here forever!"

"If you really want to anger Miss Ben, there is no need for your Langya Wang clan to continue to exist."

The faint and charming voice made one's heart feel like being scratched by a cat, itching unbearable.

However, after Wang Jie heard this, he couldn't help but break down in a cold sweat.

Standing there, he didn't dare to move, his mind seemed to be plunged into boundless darkness.

"Brother Wang, Brother Wang?"

Suddenly, a call sounded in Wang Jie's ear, and Li Yongchang was looking at him with a worried look.