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

"Insanity!"

"Thief!"

"arrogant!"

Dongfang Valley and the others changed drastically.

It's crazy!

Saying this kind of words is equivalent to saying that everyone sitting here is rubbish!

This is contempt and insult!

"No further words, let's take turns."

Lin Ke glanced at those people with pity in his eyes.

After Dahuang University was completed and started to open, he had already expected that someone would come to cause trouble.

He deliberately used newspapers to spread the news, just waiting to see if he could catch any fish.

After all, the subjects taught at Dahuang University challenge the traditional Confucianism of the Four Books and Five Classics to a great extent.

If they were true Confucians such as Li Chungang, they would be happy to see the new development of Confucianism and Confucianism.

However, many of the remnants who have received old gifts are definitely not happy.

In their view, the old etiquette of the past was so good that private schools in the academy should learn from the Confucianism of the past.

If it were better to learn the Zhou rites, the world would be enfeoffed, and the hierarchy would be strict without any overstepping. Wouldn't it be beautiful?

Therefore, some people are expected to jump out, especially those officials in the court.

When the time comes, he can clean up the court from top to bottom again, leaving more space for some truly ambitious young people to take over.

Unexpectedly, Lin Ke failed to catch the big and small fish he wanted to catch. Instead, he caught a few shrimps and crabs from the sanctuary.

Although it is not as delicious as fish, shrimps and crabs are just shrimps and crabs. If you cook them well, you can have different tastes.

"That's unreasonable!"

The tall, good-looking woman stood up first and took out a guqin: "You said we are not as good as you, but have you ever learned the piano?"

Lin Ke shook his head: "I haven't learned it yet."

There was a friend who learned the pipa in his previous life, but now he can only play the pipa.

Of course, because the memory of his previous life is too deep, he can also play the guzheng and guqin, but he is not as skilled as the pipa.

"Then your piano skills are not as good as mine?"

The tall woman sat down cross-legged, with her guqin on her lap and a proud look on her face.

The guqin was radiant and round, and looked as if it was made of jade, exuding an aura of treasure level.

"You just have to play and I'll learn right now."

Lin Ke's eyes were dull: "When the playing is over, I will play another song, and you will know that your piano skills are as good as mine."

But when these words came out, the expressions of several people in the Sanctuary changed again.

Crazy, really too arrogant!

If it were an ordinary person like this, Lin Ke could say that he learned quickly and could even surpass it.

However, Lin Ke was facing a holy genius...

"How dare you!" Qi Ye frowned: "You and I agreed that the miscellaneous items that will be tested in one month are musical instrument skills. Now you tell me that you don't know how to play the piano?"

"I have learned pipa from my eldest sister since I was a child. I hope you can take up the challenge when the time comes."

Qi Ye's eldest sister, the eldest daughter of Qi Tianxia, ​​can be said to be superb in the way of pipa.

In the second competition, Lin Ke chose the range first.

The comparison is between literary novels, martial arts controlling animals, and miscellaneous musical instruments.

Logically speaking, these three items should be Lin Ke's strengths.

Qi Ye previously thought that his sister would teach Lin Ke pipa, but no such news came later.

Now that I heard that Lin Ke was going to use Qin Dao to fight against the genius of the Holy Realm, I naturally felt very strange. "Shut up, you guys." Dean Wu stood up.

He had just been insulted by the old man from the Eastern Sanctuary, and now he was suffocating. Qi Ye happened to speak out at this moment, so he also stopped him.

Because the scene on the court at this time is very obvious.

The woman had already set up her posture, and the others had also pushed back a lot of cloth. The middle position of the square was left for Lin Ke and the woman to compete.

At this time, it is useless for other people to talk, just watch.

Qi Ye also knew this truth. He glanced at Dean Wu twice and said nothing.

"If you say so, then I will start."

Although the tall woman felt contempt, she did not believe that Lin Ke, a beginner, could defeat her, who had been practicing piano since childhood.

Not to mention that the blood of her ancestor Qindao still flows in her body. She thinks she is not weaker than others!

"!!"

The woman's jade-white fingers touched the strings of the guqin on her lap, and the guqin immediately made a soft sound.

The next moment, she changed her hands, and melodious and fast music suddenly flowed out of her piano.

"!!"

"Buzz! Buzz!"

Notes flowed out from the piano one by one, enveloping the onlookers in the thoughts expressed by the sound of the piano.

In the sound of the piano, they seemed to see a hero who was trying to assassinate a high-ranking person. The hero had a strong figure, and the person he assassinated was his enemy. The two sides fought fiercely, making everyone's emotions flustered.

After a long time, the song has passed.

Many ordinary people who came to sign up were in a daze after hearing it, as if they were the assassin.

Some people with ghosts in their hearts were sweating profusely, as if they were people being assassinated.

"Great piano! Great score!"

It was Lin Ke who spoke first.

After listening to this woman's piano, Lin Ke had to admit that those who had played the piano since childhood were indeed good at playing the piano.

If she didn't have that condescending mentality, maybe this woman would be more lovable.

"The name is "Guangling San", also known as Nie Zheng's Assassination of the King of Han, which was created by my ancestor." The woman finished the song, her breath fluctuated a little, and her voice was a bit breathy: "Nie Zheng was a Korean during the Warring States Period. His father was killed by the King of Han because he violated the deadline for making swords for the King of Han."

"Nie Zheng failed in his assassination attempt to avenge his father, but when he found out that the King of Han was enjoying himself, he disfigured himself and went to the mountains to study the piano skill for more than 10 years."

"When he returned to Korea with his unique skills, no one knew him, so he found an opportunity to enter the palace and play the piano for the King of Han. They fought for three days and three nights, and killed the Queen of Han and died heroically."

This is her interpretation of the music she plays for herself.

"I see." Lin Ke nodded slowly and said regretfully: "It's a pity that the piano is a good one and the music score is also excellent, but the person who plays the piano is of inferior quality."

Everyone was stunned, and then realized that what Lin Ke had just praised was "good piano and good music", not the woman.

"Don't talk nonsense."

The woman's originally somewhat proud expression fell down, she frowned and shouted coldly: "I have closed my song, so what about your song?"

"Don't believe it."

Lin Ke shook his head.

Although he doesn't know much about music, he has read some reviews in his previous life!

Just kidding, netizens on the Internet commented that even if you are the King of Heaven, others can still find fault with you.

Let alone a song?

"Your music score is heroic and passionate, full of heroic spirit, but the person who plays it is very small-minded and has no big picture.

"When you play, you turn the heroic story into a villain's success. It would be fine if you were Hua Mulan and other women who don't let men play. But you are more feminine than masculine, but when you play it, It's neither fish nor fowl." (End of chapter)