My Confucian Father

Chapter 2 Second Generation Ceiling

In the past two days, the servants of the Zhenyao King's Mansion have noticed that Xu's strangeness seems to be a little different from before.

In the past, although Xu's treatment of his servants was not strict, he seldom smiled on his face, as if he had something on his mind, revealing an indifference of rejecting others thousands of miles away.

But in the past two days, people found that Mrs. Xu became more energetic, and there were many smiles on her face, as if she had encountered some great happy event, and gave all the servants extra rewards.

The servants didn't know what was going on, but they were still happy with Xu's change.

In the courtyard deep in the palace.

Su Mu sat by the window and looked at the wind chimes hanging on the corner of the eaves, and couldn't help but sighed a long time.

"I probably crossed over."

Su Mu let out a long sigh, a trace of melancholy appeared on his handsome face, he didn't know whether to be sad or happy.

He never expected that such an illusory thing like time travel would fall on him.

With this luck, I'm afraid I can win ten times in a row when I buy a lottery ticket, right?

Uh...it doesn't seem to work, it's not luck.

But all in all, he crossed.

As early as a month ago, as a five-good college student, on the night of discussing biology with his juniors, he opened and closed his eyes and came to this world.

But after transmigrating, he found that he couldn't control this body, he couldn't even speak.

During this month, he was forced to sit in front of the window in a daze all day long, his whole body was numb, and he was going crazy with anxiety!

During this period, Mrs. Xu would come to chat with him every day. Although she just told him to listen, this was the only way for Su Mu to relieve his boredom during this period.

On the [-]th birthday of the Confucian Sage the day before yesterday, after Mrs. Xu said something to Su Mu, he felt very uncomfortable.

Then he didn't know how he found that he could move, so there was the previous scene.

God is sorry to see, his "Mother" shouted with sincerity, and the tears were genuine.

No way, Tai Nima is happy.

Anyone who stayed like a vegetable for a month, and then suddenly could move, would be so excited that tears would flow down his face.

Su Mu looked at the mirror on the desk beside him, and looked at himself in the mirror in amazement: "It's amazing, I actually look the same as me in the previous life."

The young man in the mirror is wearing a purple gold crown, dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and looks handsome and extraordinary.

Except for the difference in dress, his appearance is exactly the same as that of him in high school in his previous life, and he was almost made of the same mold.

Now time travel also picks people with the same name, same name and same appearance?

"That's right, it's really a one-to-one replica."

Su Mu nodded in satisfaction.

Just as he was about to put it down, he saw a big fat red-haired bird standing on the window sill at some point, looking at him with its head tilted.

Eyes wide open.

Su Mu put down his clothes without blushing, and said confidently: "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen it?"

Originally, it was just a casual remark, but who would have thought that the big red-haired bird in front of him opened its mouth and let out a human voice.

"I've seen it, it's the first time I've seen it in broad daylight, why, do you want to bask in the sun?"

Su Mu was startled when he heard the words, took a step back, looked at the big red-haired bird in surprise, and said, "You can talk?"

The big red-haired bird in front of him didn't look like a mynah or parrot, but it was amazing that he could talk.

"Fuck! Could it be that you have traveled to the world of Xianxia?"

Su Mu couldn't help being shocked.

Although he has traveled to this world for a month, he still doesn't know anything about this world. After all, he hasn't left this yard until now.

His understanding of this world is limited to what the strange mother said to him when he was chatting with him before.

His father is a Confucian sage, and he has cultivation, soul, soul condensing grass, etc., plus this talking bird that seems to be a monster, everything shows that this world is not simple.

At least not the ancient world in his mind.

The big red-haired bird rolled his eyes and said, "What's wrong with me being able to talk, isn't it surprising that you can talk?"

"Obviously lacking the soul of the sky, it is doomed to be muddled for a lifetime, but now it has returned to normal, it is really strange."

The big red-haired bird picked up a grape and ate one while talking.

And now Su Mu is sure that this big red-haired bird can really talk, not just learning to speak.

After being surprised, he felt curious, stepped forward to poke the big red-haired bird, and said, "Are you a monster?"

The big red-haired bird felt as if it had been touched by the words, and immediately flew into a rage. It flapped its wings and said, "Who are you calling a monster? Master Bird, I am a spirit beast! Do spirit beasts understand? They are descendants of divine beasts!"

"don't know."

Su Mu choked the big red-haired bird to death with one word.

The big red-haired bird was anxious, flapping its wings, trying to give Su Mu a hard bite, and teach this junior a lesson.

However, because he was too fat, he was unsteady and fell off the window sill. Instead, Su Mu grabbed the wings and carried them in his hands like a chicken.

"Let go! Let go of me! You rude little boy! I'm your father's sworn brother, you have to call me uncle!"

The big red-haired bird was thumping vigorously and kept shouting.

But Su Mu found that its strength is not great, and it is no different from ordinary birds except that it can talk and is a little fatter.

So Su Mu grabbed it, looked at it and asked, "Which do you prefer braised or steamed?"

The clamor of the big red-haired bird stopped abruptly, and it said to Su Mu earnestly: "Young people, don't be so hostile, it's not good."

"Then are you a spirit beast or a monster?"

"monster."

Su Mu nodded in satisfaction, and let go of the big red-haired bird.

The big red-haired bird regained its freedom, and immediately flew out of the window sill, wanting to continue yelling at Su Mu.

But when he saw Su Mu's unfriendly gaze, he swallowed back the words and flew away angrily.

"Being as virtuous as his father, I know that the Su family doesn't have any good things, so let's leave this place alone!"

"Well, go find something to eat first, and leave when you're full."

The big red-haired bird flew towards the kitchen. He hadn't eaten for half an hour and was a little hungry.

Not long after the big red-haired bird left, Mrs. Xu came to the yard with a food box. When she saw Su Mu, she stepped forward and pulled him to sit down. Dessert, how about you try it?"

As she spoke, she opened the food box and took out all the snacks.

Every dim sum is quite exquisite. Su Mu picked up one and tasted it, it melted in the mouth and tasted very good.

Seeing Su Mu eating, Xu's heart was full of happiness, and he didn't want to leave his face for a moment.

"Mum's desserts are delicious."

After Su Mu ate a few, he said to Xu with a smile.

This compliment made Mrs. Xu overjoyed, and said with a smile: "If you like it, mother will make it for you every day."

"Look at how thin you are now, skinny and skinny. You haven't eaten well for so many years, so you need to make up for it."

Xu pinched Su Mu's hand and said distressedly.

But in fact Su Mu is not thin. Although he has been in a state of stupidity for many years and can't eat, he takes top-grade spiritual liquid every day.

Spiritual liquid is a treasure that only cultivators will use to replenish their spiritual power. It is a hundred times more precious than spirit pills, and most monks simply cannot afford it.

But Su Mu drank it for 16 years, just to supplement him with nutrition, so that his physical body can grow normally!
If it weren't for the rich family background of Confucian saints, the families of ordinary princes and ministers might not be able to withstand such consumption.

"Thank you ma'am."

Naturally, Su Mu would not refuse his mother's kindness, and said again: "Mom, it's so boring to stay in this yard, I want to go out for a walk."

He really wanted to go out.

One is that he was almost suffocated after being trapped for a month before, and the other is that he wants to take a good look at what kind of world this is.

Mrs. Xu said with a smile: "Okay, you have stayed in the mansion for 16 years, it's time to leave the mansion."

As she spoke, she turned her gaze to the butler Zhao Fulai who was at the side.

The latter nodded slightly, then went out for a while, and led a young man who was similar to Su Mu's age.

This young man is taller than Su Mu, dark and thin, so his teeth are particularly white, and his smile is particularly bright.

Zhao Fulai cupped his hands to Su Mu, and said, "My lord, this is Zhao Ming, the son of this old slave."

"Like the old slave, he is a military strategist, and now he has the strength of the seventh rank, and he will follow you in the future."

After Zhao Fu finished speaking, the young man named Zhao Ming smiled brightly at Su Mu, showing his white teeth.

"I've seen your son!"

military commander?Qipin?
After Su Mu listened to it, his head was full of confusion, and he didn't understand what Zhao Fu said.

At this time, the Xu family who was on the side said, "Mu'er, Fulai has been with your father for more than 40 years, and their family has served our Su family for three generations, so they are trustworthy."

"You have just regained consciousness, and you are still ignorant. If there is anything you don't understand, you can ask Zhao Ming. If you want to go out to play, he will follow you, so mother can rest assured."

Hearing this, Su Mu raised his head to look at Xu, and seeing the concern in her eyes, he couldn't help but feel a burst of warmth in his heart.

In his previous life, he was a single-parent family. His mother died of dystocia when he was born, and his father disappeared when he was ten years old.

Then he was adopted by his uncle. Although his uncle and aunt were very kind to him, he had never felt this kind of maternal love.

Su Mu rubbed his sore nose, then opened his arms and hugged Xu Shi tightly: "I see, mother."

"Okay, okay, Mu'er is really good."

Xu was so happy that she was about to faint, she repeatedly touched Su Mu's head and said, then took out a seal from her bosom and put it in Su Mu's palm.

Xu smiled at Su Mu: "This is your father's seal, you carry it on your body, it will protect you in case of danger."

Seeing this seal, Zhao Fulai was slightly startled.

This is the seal of Confucian saints, which is extremely powerful. It can be said to be the most precious treasure in the world. It was left by Confucian saints for Xu's self-defense.

Su Mu looked at the seemingly ordinary seal in his hand, but didn't feel any difference.

"and this……"

Mrs. Xu also wanted to give Su Mu other things, Zhao Fulai said quickly after seeing this: "Madam, in this Shengjing City, no one dares to hurt the young master, the seal is enough."

"Master doesn't have much left behind, you have to keep a few things for self-defense."

Son of a Confucian sage, as long as you report your identity, let alone in Shengjing, you will be protected even if you go to any place!
After Xu gave enough things to Su Mu, he didn't continue. At the same time, he couldn't help but wiped his tears and scolded: "That worthless thing, it's fine if it goes away for 15 years, and I don't know how to leave some for my son." Baby self-defense, damn it..."

Zhao Fulai next to him bowed his head silently, not daring to answer.

Afterwards, Mrs. Xu cared about Su Mu for a long time. After watching him eat all the snacks, she left satisfied.

But Zhao Ming was left in the yard, and said to Su Mu excitedly: "Master, shall we go out now? Where do you want to go?"

"I am familiar with all the places in Shengjing City. Do you want to eat or play? Just tell me!"

Zhao Ming's voice was full of earnestness.

Yesterday he heard that he was going to be sent to Su Mu's side as a personal servant, but he was so excited.

Their Zhao family has been servants of the Su family for generations, his grandfather is, his father is, and he is no exception.

Su Mu is the son of a sage of Confucianism, and he will surely inherit the mantle of a sage of Confucianism in the future, and become a great Confucian of a generation, and he will be his right-hand man at that time, with boundless glory!
So serving Su Mu well is his ultimate goal!

Facing Zhao Ming's hospitality, Su Mu was a little uncomfortable. After thinking about it, he picked a question that he was most curious about and asked, "Tell me first, what kind of person is my father?"

Confucian saints Confucian saints, as the name suggests, are the saints of Confucianism.

Su Mu was also keen on reading online novels in his previous life. Someone who can be called a Confucian saint must be a very extraordinary existence.

But he still wants to know more about it.

Hearing Su Mu's question, Zhao Ming was stunned, but he immediately remembered that his father said that Su Mu had just returned to normal and knew nothing about the world, so he was relieved.

There was reverence in his eyes, and he said, "Confucian saints are the most powerful and knowledgeable people in the world."

"He is the leader of the literati in the world, the only king with a different surname in our Dayan Dynasty, and the spiritual symbol of our human race."

"My son, you are the son of a Confucian sage. You are now in Shengjing, the imperial capital of the Dayan Dynasty. This is your home, the Zhenyao Palace."

……

Zhao Ming answered Su Mu bit by bit.

And through Zhao Ming's narration, Su Mu also gradually understood what kind of world he was in.

This world is not any dynasty in the history of Chinese civilization that he is familiar with, but a completely different world!

Chu, Li, Liang, Qi, and Yan, the five great dynasties.

It has nothing to do with the history of Chinese civilization.

And this world can cultivate, Confucianism cultivators can cultivate one's energy by reading books, fight with one's tongue, and suppress enemies with poetry, which is undoubtedly the best in the world.

Bingxiu battle formation is unparalleled in killing and defeating, with the most powerful killing power.

Legalist monks practiced national destiny and used the law to punish murder.

The monks of doctors and monks hang pots to help the world, and at the same time they are good at toxicology and can kill people invisible.

In addition, there are Buddhist monks who practice Buddhism, and their golden bodies are immortal.

From the ninth rank to the first rank, each path has been cultivated to the extreme, and you can be called a saint, and you can destroy the world with your hands and feet.

There are warrior saints in the military school, Buddha statues in the Buddhist school, legal saints in the legal school, medical saints in the medical school, and Confucian saints in the Confucian school.

And his father was a Confucian saint.

There is no one of the most powerful saints in the world.

"...The Confucian Sage is my Great Yan Dynasty, oh no, he is the most amazingly talented person in the history of my entire human race!"

"He mastered the Four Books and Five Classics at the age of eight, became a scholar at the age of 12, became a scholar at the age of 14, and became the number one scholar at the age of 16!"

"By the time Confucian Sage was 20 years old, he had already worshiped as Minister of the Ministry of Rites, and his strength had reached the level of the third rank! He was the youngest strong man in the history of the human race!"

"Sage Confucianism spent only five years to make my Dayan rich and powerful, and then he resigned from office and returned home, devoted himself to learning, and took his disciples to travel to various countries, visiting all saints and discussing the Tao with them."

"Later, Chu State and Li State invaded our Great Yan together, and the Confucian sage alone fought against the Bing Sage and the Dharma sage, and relieved our Great Yan from destroying the country!"

"A few years later, the demon clan will attack the human race on a large scale. It is also the Confucian saints who are trying to save the sky, defeat the demon emperor, and suppress and kill the millions of demon clan troops! Let the saints of other countries react and join forces Resist the demon clan."

"So far, the name of Confucian saint is known all over the world!"

Zhao Ming's eyes were full of excitement. The legendary deeds of Confucian saints are familiar to all young people.

Every time it is mentioned, it makes people feel excited!

After listening to Zhao Ming's narration, Su Mu also fell into deep shock.

"Damn, am I the second generation of Confucianism?"

"Or the ceiling one?"

That's a Confucian saint!An existence capable of overthrowing two saints of the same level and destroying millions of demon clans with a wave of his hands, is so explosive!

Such an existence is actually his father?

This golden thigh is not ordinary shiny.

Although it is said that the traverser whose parents both died is the most difficult, but there is a father with a strong ceiling... so what is the effort?

He was born in Rome!

In an instant, Su Mu even thought about the topic of his future imperial examinations, and it was called "My Confucian Sage Father".

If this kind of article is written, no one should embarrass him, right?
Thinking that he didn't have to be a hard-working male protagonist of online novels, Su Mu immediately felt refreshed, and waved Zhao Ming.

"Go! Go out and play!"

(End of this chapter)