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

Chapter 3 Dao Rhyme
This is... the system?
Lin Yi narrowed his eyes as he looked at the three choices.

After chopping firewood [-] times to activate this system called "The Way of a Gentleman's Choice", Lin Ke calculated the number of times he chopped firewood every day and the number of days he spent here.

He has been here for more than ten days.

Split firewood one hundred and eight thousand times?
If you split once per second, you will have 360 ​​times in one hour, [-] times in ten hours in a day, and [-] times in ten days.

However, Lin Ke was used to chopping wood in his previous life. After Lin Ke fully adapted to this body, he could almost split two or three logs in a second.

In addition to nothing, he can even hack for twelve, three or four hours a day.

After a rough calculation, it seems that this system was brought by him, not "Lin Ke" itself.

"Choose one, two, three..."

Looking at these three lines, and the "fourteen characters do not contain punctuation marks" in the brackets in the system, Lin Ke didn't complain much, but thought carefully.

Trade-off?choice?
The meaning of this system is actually very obvious.

Make multiple choice questions, each choice represents a certain outcome!

The first choice means that he will eventually enter the Dao Gate.

The three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism are all upper-class. No matter you have Confucianism, Taoism or Buddhism, you are definitely at the top of society.

The second option is slightly weaker.

Naturally, the Bingwu Tianjiao of the military family is not as good as the first type of Taoist Daozi.

Daozi!
It doesn't sound like it sounds like this, but if it is converted into a dynasty...

The son of Taoism is equivalent to the prince of the dynasty!
If there is no third choice, then the best choice is undoubtedly "choice one", to become a Taoist and start the road of cultivating immortality.

However, there is a third option here.

What is the third option?
Confucianism!
In the whole world, among the upper third class, middle sixth class, and lower nine class, who is the most prominent?

Three statues, six paths and nine streams...

It seems that there are three statues standing together, but in fact, one family dominates!
Not to mention that among these three choices, only the third choice will not affect Lin Ke's future dabbling in other streams.

So, how to choose these three options?
The answer is very simple.

Thinking of this, Lin Ke's eyes flickered, and he already had a decision in his heart.

I saw him tighten the hatchet in his hand, and picked up a thick firewood from the side again.

As soon as the firewood was picked up and touched, the center of gravity, center, and weak points of the firewood emerged in Lin Ke's mind.

how so?

Without him, only familiar with you!
In ancient times, there was an oil seller who took a gourd and put it on the ground, and covered his mouth with money. Xu poured the oil with a ladle and drained it, and put it through the hole of the money, but the money was not wet.

It is said that in ancient times, there was an oil seller who put a gourd on the ground, covered the mouth of the gourd with a copper coin, and slowly poured oil into the gourd with an oil ladle. The oil was injected from the money hole, but the money was not wet.

This is familiarity!
After ten years of chopping firewood, it is necessary to use it now, concentrate on it, and reach the pinnacle!

"Snapped!"

The hatchet swung down, hitting the weak point of the firewood impartially, and the firewood was split instantly, turning into two halves of the same quality in an instant.

Then, he quickly picked up the next piece of firewood, swung the knife almost without thinking, and hit the bull's-eye with the knife.

And then the next one...

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

……

In an unknown kiosk, two middle-aged men were playing chess.

"Snapped……"

The sound of falling pieces sounded from time to time, black and white criss-crossed on the chessboard, and two big dragons were fighting with all their might.

And these two players also have their own characteristics.

One of them was dressed in a black suit, his eyes were like copper bells, his face was fierce, and he was sitting on a chair with a big horse. It didn't look like he was playing chess, but he looked like a street walker fighting for wine or arguing or something.

The sitting posture and demeanor of the middle-aged man opposite him are completely different. His temples are gray, he is wearing a white gown, his sitting posture is upright, a jade pendant hangs from his waist, he is well-dressed and solemn, and he has an aura like a deep place when he sits there. , At first glance, he is a literati.

The two of them didn't say a word, their eyes were fixed on the chessboard, and they seemed to be devoting themselves to the chess game.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man in black clothes who had just raised the white bag was stunned for a moment, his eyes were blank for a moment, and after his eyes recovered, he suddenly said: "Old man, anyone can do it?"

The middle-aged man in white shirt on the opposite side kept sitting upright and motionless when he was in a daze. After he came back to his senses and asked a question, he slowly replied: "Not for female relatives, but for others."

"Good good."

The man in the black suit happily rubbed his hands together: "I've made my choice, that's what, let's get down here today, let's be a tie, haha, hahaha, hahaha!"

As he spoke, the rough black hand of the well-dressed man stretched out his big rough hand, and touched the chessboard fiercely, making the peace like dough.

The chessboard suddenly became chaotic.

"It doesn't matter, just recruit after you finish playing." Unexpectedly, the man in white shirt opposite him waved his hand.

An invisible force emerged, and the chessboard that had been disrupted immediately returned to its original state.

Then the man in the white shirt said: "Come on, continue."

"Hey!? Are you sick, old man?" The man in the black suit stared like a brass bell: "It's just a game of chess, how can our business be important?!"

"Then admit defeat." The man in the white shirt glanced at him lightly.

The man in black immediately cursed and sat down, but when he took his seat, he was taken aback for a moment, and then subconsciously looked at the man in white.

This time, the man in white was also stunned for a moment, and then exchanged a glance with the man in black.

"Okay, I did choose this time, haha." The man in black laughed loudly: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it."

The man in the white shirt frowned, and his mind was separated from the chessboard.

When he frowned, his gray temples were windless, and the surrounding space suddenly distorted to varying degrees, and the air trembled slightly.

But when the man in black saw the man in white frowning, he looked happy instead: "How is it? Haha, then I called him?"

The man in the white shirt remained silent, but nodded slightly.

The man in black was overjoyed when he saw this: "It looks like I'm going to win this bet! Haha, hahaha!"

The man in white looked indifferently at the man in black, and said softly, "You son of a whore."

"Are you coming again?!" The man in black stared and raised his eyebrows, and the bloody aura around him gradually rose, rolling in the air, showing the appearance of thousands of troops.

The man in the white shirt calmly picked up the teacup at hand, took a sip, and didn't react too much, as if the bloody aura was just a breeze.

The two didn't say a word, and there was only silence in the pavilion.

However, at this moment, the two of them seemed to have seen or sensed something, and suddenly their faces were all together.

"Impossible! Such a rhyme..."

"Good poetry! Good poetry! Haha!"

……

On the other side, Lin Ke didn't stop after chopping the firewood.

With a leisurely and lazy pace, he walked to Chai Fei and stretched lightly, and let out an "ah", looking extremely refreshed.

Then he sat down slowly leaning against the door, resting his hands on his head, raising his legs, focusing his eyes on the horizon, and then slowly letting go of his eyes.

Looking at the sunny sky and the clouds rolling and relaxing, he squinted slightly, with a lazy smile on his face.

Then he chuckled lightly, and in an ethereal and lazy voice, he said to himself:

"Who will wake up to the big dream first?"

"My whole life... I know it myself!"

What choice one, choice two, choice three?

Only children can do single-choice questions, and the world of adults only has multiple-choice questions!

(End of this chapter)