If I am not a Confucian saint, I will set off a revolution

Chapter 125
In Imperial Capital, the sky is clear.

Near Chaoyang Street, it has been renovated inside and out.

Two Great Confucianists from the Ministry of Industry floated in the air, sitting upright in nothingness, their eyes projecting white light about a foot long, and they muttered:

"Gold, stone and civil engineering are for my use."

"There is no limit to the world."

Strings of bricks, rocks, and earthworks fluttered around the bodies of the two great Confucians, rising one by one from below, and falling down neatly, forming a neat ground.

And the civilians who originally lived in it, or the poor, all watched from the side.

Simply put, it was demolished!

But the current demolition is not like later generations, where new houses and money are given.

The current demolition will be over as soon as you are notified. There is so much nonsense, I am used to it.

Of course, despite this, the Ministry of Industry still built new houses for them.

If there is a new house to live in, then there are not so many complaints.

"This square is really big!"

"That's right! The platform in the middle is where the two young masters will fight, right?"

"I'm really looking forward to it! Look, there are still some seats over there!"

"I heard that those small benches are Mr. Lin Ke's suggestion! They say it's to have fun with the people!"

"Those grown-ups are sitting in the sky, and we can and can sit on the ground and watch."

"As expected of Mr. Lin Ke!"

"That's right! It's better for Mr. Lin Ke! He always thinks about us untouchables."

All kinds of residents around talked about it.

No matter adults or children, no matter if they are lowly or respected, whether they are in court or in opposition, they are all concerned about this competition.

Some people pay attention because of interests.

Some people pay attention because of fame.

And some people pay attention, purely for their inner preferences.

And under the eyes of everyone, the time came to the evening.

The Great Wei Emperor Capital, also known as the Great Wei City That Never Sleeps.

Evening is the busiest time.

And in this bustle, there was a loud whistling sound, accompanied by a chant that resounded through the sky

"Blue and white flies across the streamer."

"Sages have been writing books for thousands of years."

"Ants make a noise and make a holy pilgrimage."

"I sing the words of the ages."

As soon as the words fell, endless vitality surged crazily, and rays of light lit up from the north.

Hundred miles!
The vision is full of poetry!
When this poem sounded, it immediately caught everyone's attention.

In the north, outside a certain house, a group of people surrounded a young man and flew towards him slowly.

This group of people rode in a horseless carriage, and among them, one of the carriages was ridden by two magnificent dragon horses.

There were no seats, no walls, no curtains in this carriage. There was only one person holding a book in his left hand and the hilt of a saber in his right hand, looking coldly at the square to the southwest.

This young man has sword-like eyebrows and star-eyed eyes, and his hair is clearly rooted. The Confucian robe is embroidered with golden handwriting, but it is the "classics" and "classics" of Confucianism.

"That's Qi Ye!"

"The eldest son of Qi Shang's calligrapher, a strong man in the four realms of martial arts and one realm of Confucianism and Taoism!"

"My God! He's so handsome!"

"His Confucian robe, what words seem to be embroidered on it?!"

"That's "Warring States Policy"! The grand ceremony of the strategist! This suit can enhance the ability of the Confucian strongmen in the three realms to 'talk the sword'!"

"Not only! There is also "Book of Songs" embroidered on it!"

"Wouldn't that increase the power of his 'expression'?!"

"Not only that, even a vision may have a certain bonus!"

"Warring States Policy" and "Book of Songs"!
Just a set of Confucian robes has blinded many people's eyes, and even the thoughts of some strong people have a sour taste in it.

"Hey, you are indeed the son of Shangshu, with such great official authority and strong financial resources!"

"That is, none of us scholars in the four realms have a decent set of Confucian robes. Look at him, he is the son of a minister..."

However, before the voices of the crowd fell, Qi Ye suddenly saw seven light spots flickering on the sword around his waist, echoing faintly with the Big Dipper in the sky.

"That's the Taoist Seven Star Sword?!"

"The Taoists of this generation haven't come out yet? How did the Seven Star Sword come into being?!"

"The Seven-Star Sword is just one of Daozi's representative items. Daozi has the Seven-Star Sword, but it doesn't mean that Daozi has the Seven-Star Sword."

"That's right! Moreover, the Zhuge family also has a certain right to speak about the ownership of the Seven Star Sword, and it is said that Lin Shangshu has a concubine whose surname is Zhuge..."

"The Zhuge family hugged their thighs! I'm so envious!"

Everyone commented on Qi Ye's clothes at first, and then they were amazed at the saber on his waist.

Confucian robes are okay, whether it is Qi Shangshu or Lin Shangshu, it is normal to have Confucian robes.

However, the Seven Star Sword...

That is one of Daozi's representative inheritance items-Seven Star Sword!
Gradually, everyone noticed something was wrong again.

"Impossible! Could it be that King Ming Fajia?!"

"King of Anger Ming Fajia! Secret treasure, this is a secret treasure!"

"My God! The one under Qi Ye should be the Fajia of King Anger Ming that he captured when he conquered the demon temple before!"

"He looks like this, is he going to steal his family and exterminate his family, or is he going to compete..."

All the onlookers were dumbfounded.

At this time, a phantom of a canopy appeared above the car where Qi Ye was standing, and a statue of King Anger Ming appeared on it.

In addition, those people around Qi Ye also showed precious and colorful items.

"Master Dao, I'll see who can beat my big brother Qi!"

"My little monk is here today only for Big Brother Qi's victory."

"Qi Ye has the appearance of a holy land, unparalleled in the world!"

"The exam for the number one scholar will be held soon, Brother Qi is sure to win!"

"Daozi and Buddhazi will also be captured by Brother Qi!"

"Three respected fellow practitioners, how can Liuping and Jiujian stop?!"

The people around Qi Ye are more crazy than the other, and they also have some cultivation bases on their bodies, so their aura is like a rainbow.

The imperial capital has been quiet for many years, but now it is noisy again because of Qi Ye's team.

"That's the eldest son of the Wang family!"

"Didn't the eldest son of Prince Cheng's mansion just join the Taoist sect, so he's back now? Are they all calling themselves Daoist masters?"

"Huh? The imprint of Fahua Temple? Is this the eminent monk of Fahua Temple?"

"Isn't that the granddaughter of Li Chungang and Li Daru? Why did you come to Qi Ye?"

"I heard that Li Feiyu admired Qi Ye since childhood..."

The onlookers were extremely excited, pointing and gossiping at the same time.

In the "big screens" erected by the Ministry of Industry, the figure of Qi Ye being admired by the stars of Tianjiao is also reflected.

Within a hundred miles, the literary spirit gathered, once again setting off Qi Ye's figure in a magnificent manner.

"What a poem!"

"Yes! I remember this is called the prologue in the novel, right?"

"I don't know what's going on with Mr. Lin Ke?"

Some audience members were thinking about it when they heard a flat but somewhat arrogant voice:

"Dapeng rises with the same wind in one day and soars up to [-] miles!"

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