The daily life of Confucian sages hitting people along the network cable

Chapter 88 Jixia Academy
In the forest, Han Zhou glanced at everyone. Now everyone is on a large grass field, and he can barely see himself.

Han Zhou opened the field and flew up in the field.

This is the secret that Han Zhou discovered during his training in the use of the domain in the past year.

He is invincible in the domain, so he can fly naturally.

"What are you cultivating Confucianism for?"

The people in front of them looked at each other in blank dismay.

The Confucian scholar surnamed Li, with blood on the corner of his mouth: "Become stronger!"

"Okay, get stronger."

Han Zhou nodded: "Scholar, reading has four purposes."

"Cultivate one's self, regulate one's family, govern one's country, and bring peace to the world!"

"Cultivate yourself and make yourself strong!"

"Strengthen the family and make it equal to the family!"

"Govern the country and benefit the people!"

"Peace the troubled times and stabilize the world"

"I am so humble that I dare not forget to worry about the country, so..." Han Zhou paused:

"From today onwards, this place will be called Jixia Academy!"

Jixia?Academy?
It was only then that many people figured out that Han Zhou was playing for real.

Han Zhou glanced at these people.

Many people haven't even reached the foundation-building period. After all, the minimum entry standard for the super-level exams before the big exams of the Eight Great Colleges and Eight Academies is the foundation-building period, while ordinary universities do not have this restriction.

Han Zhou raised his hand and took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Start writing poetry.

[The forest is dark and the grass is frightened by the wind, the general draws his bow at night.

Ping Ming searched for Bai Yu, but fell into the stone edge. 】

【The next song with Zhang Pu】

Li Guang condensed in the void, and shot out with an arrow!
With Han Zhou's current strength of ninth-level scholar, this arrow is extremely powerful!
An arrow sank into the ground, leaving a huge gully on the ground that was three feet wide, one foot deep, and more than ten feet long.

The earth, rocks and trees along the way turned into fly ash and were crushed into fine powder by the ink gas.

The pupils of many Confucian scholars shrunk.

"This……"

"So strong!"

"This arrow can kill a hundred of me!"

"Is this the power of Confucian and Taoist poetry? This..."

They had never seen such a powerful Confucianism cultivator.

The original Wenshan?Isn't this the original poem of Teacher Han in front of me?
Confucianism and Taoism have not fallen to the level they are today, and there are such talented people who are willing to become Confucianism cultivators? !
Han Zhou put his hands in his sleeves and didn't care about his personal image at all: "If you learn this trick, you can barely fight with ordinary super-level exam candidates, and you can probably reach the fifth level of a scholar."

"Today, I will give you two homework assignments."

"First, practice this poem, and second, bring a stone or brick that is [-] centimeters long, [-] centimeters wide, and [-] centimeters high tomorrow morning."

"I'm going to keep crossing my legs here."

"Okay, let's get started."

After Han Zhou finished speaking, he landed on a tall boulder with a flat top and closed his eyes.

What can Han Zhou teach?It is relatively basic to start teaching from a scholar.

As for the children here...

If there is no way to advance to a scholar within the scope of the baptism of Wenquxing, it means that it is not suitable for Confucianism and Taoism at all.

In the era when Confucianism and Taoism flourished in ancient times, there were still many people who could not pass the examination as a scholar. Han Zhou only came to be a teacher, not a genetic modifier.

Han Zhou, who closed his eyes and crossed his legs, began to recall the things that he had struggled, survived, and practiced since he was a child.

Nothing is easy in the world.

Perhaps the answer to Han Zhou's current predicament lies in his past experience.

Han Zhou didn't do anything, just recalled the past here.

Sort out bits and pieces of the past.

Han Zhou has been an orphan since he had memories, or in other words, since he traveled through time.

Han Zhou still remembers that when he was still speechless, a big sister picked him up and raised him.

Children's brains are too fragile, and Han Zhou's memory is blurred. He can't remember the face of the big sister, but only remembers the voice.

Han Zhou remembered that when he was three years old, his elder sister went out in the morning and didn't come back at night.

Han Zhou, who was very hungry, went to the street to beg for food.

With an adult soul stretched, Han Zhou couldn't pretend to be pitiful.

Others didn't know what Han Zhou, who was only knee-high, was staring at.

However, when Han Zhou kept staring at other children eating candy, he suffered a big fight.

That day, I was so hungry.

The next day, I was so hungry that I had no strength at all.

The next day Han Zhou decided to go to the garbage dump to pick up food instead of begging for food. Han Zhou guarded a garbage can and lived like this.

One day, Han Zhou couldn't find anything to eat in the trash can, and suddenly remembered something.

Garbage has to be taken away.

Find a big dumpster and eat more than a dumpster.

On this day, Han Zhou arrived at the port garbage dump.

Han Zhou saw with his own eyes that one garbage bug killed another garbage bug.

Han Zhou looked at the meat and thought of a beast for the first time.

But Han Zhou held back.

Before death, it was a garbage bug. After death, it was called a human corpse.

From the age of three, Han Zhou only picked up food at the garbage dump, and no one competed with Han Zhou.

The other garbage bugs and Han Zhou are not on the same track.

It was the three dogs who were fighting with Han Zhou for food.

At the age of seven, the third dog tasted delicious.

Han Zhou also left the track of picking up garbage and eating.

He started to look for things that still have some value, sell them to scrap yards, and then exchange them for food, save a little money, and do some things that must be done.

For example, reading and literacy, such as trying to cultivate the foundation of immortality, to cultivate the foundation of Confucianism, and to plant the seeds of Taoism.

When you and others entered the same track, it was not far from being beaten.

Seven-year-old Han Zhou is skinny and has the consciousness of an adult, and he often plays around with his peers.

However, Han Zhou had nothing to do with people who were older than him and who were unreasonable.

What?Are you good at fooling around?What can you say hype?

Before you even open your mouth, your face is swollen.

It was at that time that Han Zhou met Old Wangtou.

At Old Wangtou, Han Zhou saw his poker friend talk about the spaceship dumping garbage.

Han Zhou suddenly realized that domestic garbage, compared to spaceship garbage, is real garbage.

And the spaceship garbage is a treasure!
After stepping into the field of practice resource garbage.

The disaster of killing one's life is coming.

A man named Tanlang decided to kill Han Zhou after discovering that Han Zhou often touches the spaceship garbage.

But someone blocked it.

At that time, Han Zhou was just eight years old, and the person who blocked the disaster became Han Zhou's eldest brother.

Han Zhou often shared news with his eldest brother, got the second-hand information as soon as possible, and went to grab the best things in the spaceship garbage.

Until Han Zhou was nine years old.

This year, the eldest brother died, and Han Zhou didn't know who did it. Han Zhou used his thumb to figure out that it was Tanlang.

So Han Zhou disappeared in the port garbage city.

At the age of 11, Han Zhou reappeared in the Port Garbage City that day.

Tanlang died in the garbage dump and was dismembered for 50 yuan. Except for the head, no piece of skin was intact.

There is only one person in the entire garbage dump who knows who did it, and the person who knows is called Rat.

A new generation replaces the old.

Garbage worms of the dump, come and go.

Someone walked out of the dump alive, rich and prosperous.

Someone disappeared in the dump and no one remembers them.

Those people include lone rangers, large troops, and gangs organized by gangsters in Port City.

Han Zhou stands firm in the garbage dump.

In the eyes of others, the garbage dump is the hell of metal waste, the destination of construction waste, and the place where leftovers and cold dishes are finally decomposed by bacteria.

But in Han Zhou's eyes, at a glance, there was a sea of ​​blood.

Those are either rusty or still bright metal pieces.

Whose chest was it stuck in?

Those wires whose rubber was eaten by mice.

Whose neck did you spare a few times?

The piles of rubbish are deep underground.

Whose head is buried that can't close its eyes?

In his memory, Han Zhou didn't know when he fell into a deep sleep.

Until she was gently awakened by a female voice: "Baby, baby..."

It was... her voice!
Han Zhou gradually woke up from the chaos, and heard a voice coming from his ear: "Mr. Han, Mr. Han..."

Han Zhou opened his eyes.

Two girls stood in front of them, one of whom was holding a plate.

There is a grilled second-grade guinea fowl on top.

Han Zhou looked up and saw that many Confucian scholars were eating nearby.

Some are roasting sweet potatoes, others are roasting regular pork.

Obviously, they chipped in to buy the second-grade guinea fowl.

Han Zhou took the second grade guinea fowl and started to eat it.

why not?
When Han Zhou was eating, the Confucian scholars around him were very happy.

Han Zhou asked, "What's your name?"

"Master Qingqing."

"Master Qingqing? It's baked well."

In the forest, the sound of knocking echoed.

That's where a lot of people are looking for stones, polishing stone bricks.

Accompanied by the sound of rock knocking, Han Zhou lay on the boulder and looked at the starry sky.

The starry sky is the same to everyone.

　Rudder Master Plus 2
　　
　
(End of this chapter)