With magical powers, I can quietly meditate on sutras for hundreds of years and become an immortal.

Chapter 136 Zhao Ping’s Ambition

The visitor’s name is Hong Xuanji.

He is the head of the Confucian Academy in Beijing.

He was a Hanlin scholar who gave lectures to Emperor Zhao Ping at the Sutra Banquet.

At the same time, he is also the young master of the prince Zhao An, who is just twelve years old this year.

Holding so many titles.

Although there is no actual job in the court.

But he is also a noble person like Da Yiyi.

However, now, he knocked on the door of Chuixiang Tower uninvited.

To be honest, Li really didn't want to see him.

It's not that I'm afraid of him, or that I have any objections to Confucian scholars.

The person who has the opinion is naturally not Li Zhen.

Really, he didn't mean to look down on Confucian scholars at all.

It's just that he felt that he, a Taoist priest, and a Confucian scholar were incompatible, and they had nothing in common.

Meet!

Is that necessary?

So Li Zhen let nature send him away.

It is most appropriate for her to do this.

After being back for a few days, Li Zhen was not only concerned about eating and sleeping, but also concerned about things going downstairs.

The reason why there is a sign outside saying Confucian scholars and dogs are not allowed inside.

In fact, it has its own reasons.

But after all that, there is still one sentence:

Promote rice and fight with rice and hate!

A few years before Li Zhen left, there were often students who were rushing to take the Confucian examination and heard that there were tens of millions of books in Chuixiang Tower.

After many pleas, nature allowed them to study inside.

Naturally, he has a cold-faced and kind-hearted nature, and he responded to the request over and over again.

Over the years, people often came to the building to read books, and she was used to it.

Only this time, there were slightly more people.

She asked herself if she could handle it.

But she didn't expect that if she took a step back, others would take advantage of her.

It was fine at first, but gradually I found that the books in the building were often damaged or lost.

Every time I asked people who came to study, no one acknowledged it.

Moreover, those Confucian scholars also united and wanted to climb to the second floor.

Naturally, he refused, so he ridiculed him.

They even made up rumors and spread them among the people.

Naturally, I saw clearly the sanctimonious appearance of these scholars.

In a fit of anger, he drove them all out and sealed the Chuixiang Tower.

And, he left that handwriting outside the building.

Look at the whole process.

Li Zhen could only say that some people couldn't give him too much good looks.

otherwise

Based on the above reasons, Li Zhen let Zi Zi come forward to reject Hong Xuanji.

If he still wants to show off, he will leave.

But what Li Zhen didn't expect was.

This scholar's face is not ordinary thick!

"Daozhang Li!"

"I have been friends with Taoist Master for a long time, but we only met each other once."

"Today, I finally got what I wanted."

Hong Xuanji feather fan scarf.

Full of bookishness.

With a long and black beard, he has the air of a learned man.

After walking towards Zi Zi with a rather unhappy expression, the moment he saw Li Zhen, he gently bowed his hands.

Seeing his appearance, Li Zhen couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

I took a look outside and confirmed that the weather was still freezing in the twelfth lunar month.

Then this feather fan in his hand.

Also, it’s so confusing.

But don’t reach out and hit the smiling person.

Although I never wanted to see this person, I came anyway.

You can't, just kick him out again.

"I have admired you for a long time."

Li Zhen responded with his hands.

The eager smile on Hong Xuanji's face paused.

They are all thousand-year-old foxes, so they are not playing funny games.

Li Zhen was too lazy to be polite to him, but he also heard the perfunctory tone in Li Zhen's words.

But just for a moment, a bit of unhappiness flashed across his expression.

After a while, he returned to his natural state, and the smile on his face became a little brighter.

"A Taoist priest who looks like an immortal has actually heard of me being called shallow."

"What an honor, what an honor."

Li Zhen didn't say anything, just sat lazily on the chair and looked at him calmly.

The atmosphere gradually became a little awkward.

After a while, he seemed to notice that Li Zhen was not welcoming his arrival.

Youyou sighed.

Turn around and speak sincerely to nature:

"It was because of my lax restraint that my students collided with the Taoist priest."

"I am here to apologize to the Taoist Priest for them."

Naturally, his expression was cold and he turned his body sideways.

Hong Xuanji didn't care either.

After saying that, he turned to Li Zhen and said with a bit of helplessness:

"Daozhang Li, I know that you always like to have a pure temperament."

"But I don't have anything difficult to do when I come here this time. I just want to meet you and catch up on old times."

Hearing this, Li Zhen leaned back in the seat again.

Looking at the dark roof, he quietly rolled his eyes.

This guy is really good, he can climb up if he is given a pole.

We didn't know each other before.

Is there anything we can recount?

Friends are made out of nothing, right?

He was thinking to himself, but still let Zi Zi find him a chair to sit on.

Of course, don’t even think about watching tea.

When the emperor came, he didn't even give him a drink of water.

What is your status? Do you want to be treated better than the emperor?

Besides, he finally figured it out.

Now that this person is here, there is absolutely no way he can leave easily.

Obviously, he is a master who will never give up until he achieves his goal.

In this case, just listen to it reluctantly.

But as soon as he sat down, Sanhua, who had returned from outside, walked over lazily.

With an extremely skilful jump, he found a comfortable position and lay in Li Zhen's arms.

I was about to close my eyes and squint for a while.

Hong Xuanji's figure appeared in his sight.

Its movement stalled.

A trace of human thought flashed through his somewhat cloudy eyes.

He tilted his head, as if he thought of something.

A contemptuous smile suddenly appeared on a chubby face.

"Pooh!"

It spit at Hong Xuanqi.

Then he seemed to feel that this person ruined his mood for dozing off.

He jumped off Li Zhen and disappeared around the corner of the room.

"Cough cough."

Hong Xuanji's old face twitched.

It's been a long time since I've seen you, but today I was despised by a raccoon slave.

"This cat of yours is very spiritual."

Use your words to make amends and break the embarrassment here.

Li Zhen glanced at the place where Sanhua disappeared and said casually:

"If you raise it for a long time, you will always be able to understand a little bit of humanity."

Hong Xuanji couldn't hold it back and the corners of his mouth twitched a few more times.

I always feel that there is something in this statement.

It seems to be alluding to something.

He pretended not to know, and it was hard to tell.

"okay."

Li Zhen couldn't bear to see his coy look, which was so unpleasant.

He waved his hands and said bluntly:

"Just say it if you have anything to say."

"He is the head of a Confucian academy in the capital. He is very busy even if he is not dealing with all kinds of things."

"But I don't believe it. You just came to chat with me because you were bored."

"Tell me what's going on"

Hong Xuanji suddenly raised his head.

He looked at Li Zhen with bright eyes and said cautiously with some expectation:

"I have a merciless request!"

"Stop!"

Li Zhen decisively interrupted him.

"Since it's an unkind invitation, then don't say it."

"Of course, see you off."

Hong Xuanji: "."

The breath was so tight that I couldn't let it out.

It’s you who asked me to speak, and you’re the one who doesn’t let me speak now.

What do you mean?

You're playing monkey, right?

"To be honest, His Majesty asked me to come here to ask for something."

"Huh?" If I hadn't just said that, it would have been over.

Do whatever you want.

Li Zhen glanced at him lightly and said hello to come back naturally.

Hong Xuanji raised his hand and wiped the non-existent cold sweat on his forehead.

In the past, just hearing about the reputation and not seeing the person did not make you realize how powerful it was.

But when I saw him today, I didn’t know anything else.

But he understood how difficult this Taoist priest was.

He is worthy of being a strange man who has gone through four dynasties but still remains standing!

He is simply a role model for our generation.

"Now you can talk about it."

Li Zhen took a sip of the tea that was served naturally and said lightly.

Hong Xuanji swallowed and glanced around at the countless volumes hidden in the Chuixiang Tower.

He looked up and looked at Li Zhen's expression.

Speak softly.

Hong Xuanji left.

He was still a little confused until he crossed the wooden sign outside the Chuixiang Building.

I don’t know if the Taoist priest agreed after talking for a long time.

Just feeling dizzy, he was sent out by the Taoist priest named Ziran.

Finally, I sent him a few words without any emotion:

"Chief Hongshan has a distinguished status. The small temple of Chuixiang Tower cannot accommodate a big Buddha like you."

“From now on, it’s better not to come here again.”

"otherwise."

Naturally, he pointed to the plaque hanging at the end of the road.

Hong Xuanji staggered.

Looking back, those dazzling eight characters came into view.

But just pretend you haven't seen it, out of sight and out of mind.

The door of Chuixiang Tower has long been tightly closed.

All that was left for him was an empty and desolate courtyard.

Hong Xuanji smiled bitterly. When the emperor came to him, he knew that this was a hard job.

If you don't agree, you will offend the emperor.

Just agree, and offend this great master.

It's just like fighting a wolf with a straw.

But there is no other way. His current status depends entirely on the emperor's appreciation.

I have no choice but to bite the bullet.

But now it seems that the result is neither good nor bad.

But he was barely able to communicate with the emperor.

just

He took one last look at the pavilion that looked particularly cold under the bright winter sun.

He shook his head slightly, but there was something in his heart that he didn't say.

"Daozhang Li is a tall man, so tall that I can't even touch him."

"But you are still not the legendary immortal. You still have concerns in this world."

He thought and smiled weakly.

"And sometimes, there are some things that cannot be stopped by a single martial arts master."

"The general trend is irreversible."

Hong Xuanji sighed.

Turn around and take a step forward.

The next moment, the figure had disappeared.

It turns out that he is not just a Confucian scholar.

But he also practiced martial arts and became an innate martial arts master.

Chuixiang Building, second floor.

Li Zhen lay on the recliner and rocked gently.

Close your eyes and bathe in the warm sun.

It seems very comfortable and leisurely.

But at this time, he was a little absent-minded.

Even Sanhua, who was enjoying his touch, seemed to sense something was wrong.

She turned her head to look at him suspiciously and meowed a few times.

It seems to be saying:

Work hard and don't be lazy.

Li Zhen was not being lazy, he was just recalling what Hong Xuanji said just now.

Although Li Zhen didn't care about his exaggerated description.

But there are a few words that Hong Xuanji said were not wrong.

"There are some things that, as a martial arts master, I really can't stop."

"This is an inevitable trend and it is inevitable."

"In that case."

That’s it.

Li Zhen opened his eyes and glanced at the countless collections of books accumulated in the building over the past few decades.

In the eyes, there is not much nostalgia and reluctance.

These collections of books were gathered through the power of the royal family.

Now, it is reasonable for the emperor to want to take them back.

He never considered himself their master.

After all, it's just a collection of books.

In the eyes of the aloof emperor, what is the difference between him and the domestic slaves who guard the world for him?

At the moment, sending someone to be a lobbyist is enough to give yourself face.

What else is there that you don't want to do?

Li Zhen smiled, very free and easy.

Perhaps, this is not a good thing for myself.

Invisibly, Zhao Ping helped him eliminate some of the shackles on his body.

Perhaps, the day when he actually left the capital was not far away.

However, not yet.

With this thought in his mind, Li Zhen slowly closed his eyes again.

The palms of Sanhua's hands were stroked from the top of Sanhua's head to the tip of her tail.

In the quiet floor, there was a lazy and pleasant chant:

"Meow~"

Martial arts has been an integral part of this world from the beginning to the present.

Li Zhen knows this matter, and everyone in the world knows it.

As the emperor who ruled over hundreds of millions of people in the Great Zhou Dynasty, Zhao Ping naturally knew about it.

It's just that his choice of martial arts is completely different from that of previous emperors.

If it is not broken, it cannot be established; if it is broken, it will be established.

It turns out that from beginning to end, this inspiring emperor of Zhou surpassed Emperor Shengwu in merit.

They have never thought of giving up martial arts.

What he gave up was just the martial arts left by his predecessors.

And what he wanted was a brand new one.

It has nothing to do with the past, a completely new martial art that belongs to him, Zhao Ping.

Therefore, he established Confucianism, established a school palace, and dismissed three departments.

One step at a time, don’t be impatient.

Only now did he reveal his true ambition to Li Zhen.

He wants to build on the numerous students who have never been contaminated by martial arts and whose quality and accomplishments are far superior to those who practiced martial arts in the past.

Forcibly creating another school in Confucianism, named: Wu Ru.

As the name suggests.

A Confucian scholar who has mastered martial arts.

Wen Neng can bring peace to the world with his pen, but Wu Neng can immediately determine the world.

This is the ideal Confucian scholar in Zhao Ping's mind.

Likewise, this was also the foundation for governing the country that he laid for future monarchs of the Zhou Dynasty.

Depose hundreds of schools of thought and only respect Confucianism.

I have to say that Zhao Ping’s vision is grand.

If he could really accomplish it, his achievements would be comparable to that of Emperor Shengwu who gave up his job halfway through.

But, can it really go as he wishes?

Li Zhen never doubted Chen Ping's determination to do something.

However, this did not prevent him from observing everything with a critical eye.

Of course, he won't stop it secretly.

And I am very willing to see such a scene happen soon.

So he decided to give them a little help.

"Taoist Priest, do you really want to put it in?"

Naturally, she was holding the "True Secret of Immortality" that Li Zhen had just given her a few days ago in her hand, with some reluctance.

In her opinion, this is something that her Taoist priest has worked hard to research.

It contains the great principles and knowledge between heaven and earth.

Why should it be given to those Confucian scholars for free?

"It's just a martial arts book."

Li Zhen looked at the lotus pond with his hands behind his back and said nonchalantly:

"Besides, even you could barely understand it with my help."

"How many of them can understand it, and how much time will it take?"

Hearing this, his eyes naturally lit up:

"Taoist Master, you mean..."

She was unwilling to do anything to help those Confucian scholars.

But if it's to add to the congestion, that's not a bad idea.

"whatever you think."

"By the way, where is Changsheng?"

Li Zhen didn't see it in the lotus pond for a long time, which was a little strange.

There was no response for a long time, and he turned around inexplicably.

He naturally lowered his head in response to Li Zheng's gaze and whispered hesitantly:

"Let it go."

"Let it go!"

Li Zhen's voice suddenly rose two octaves.

(End of this chapter)