Confucianism is supreme? I am reciting Tang poems in another world!

Ning Ping'an's finger pointed at a statue. The statue was a general holding a long sword and wearing armor. He looked majestic and his eyes were like lightning, as if he was about to unsheath his sword and lead thousands of troops into the city at the next moment. In the enemy formation.

"It does look familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen it before?"

Ci Song stared at the statue for a long time. Although he had very vague memories in his mind, he could never remember where he had seen this face.

"If your father found out about this, he would be so angry that he would be blinded." Ning Ping'an joked.

"After all, what grandson can't even recognize his own grandfather?"

"What? Is this my grandpa?"

Ci Song's eyes widened, with a look of disbelief on his face. He didn't have much memory about his grandfather. He only knew that his grandfather was also a general, and later died on the battlefield. His spiritual place has always been placed on the battlefield. In the General's Mansion, Ci Song would offer incense to his grandfather every year, but Ci Song had never seen him before, and had only seen his portrait by chance.

"Although your grandfather has very poor talents and can only reach the realm of scholar in his lifetime, he can crush the military students in terms of military strategy, commanding the army, and going into battle to kill the enemy. He relied on these back then, and he just He carved his own niche in the Daliang Kingdom and became a general of the Daliang Kingdom. Among the generals of the other six countries, the one with the lowest level of literacy has also reached the level of Hanlin. "

"But your grandpa is able to be among them as a scholar, which is enough to show his excellence."

Ning Ping'an said as he drove the bullock cart towards Xizhou City.

"If it hadn't been for your father's choice to abandon his literary career and join the secular world, and fight in that shocking battle, perhaps the general Ci that people call him would be your grandfather."

"It turns out there is such a past."

Ci Song looked at the majestic statue and remembered his grandfather's face in his heart.

Ning Ping'an drove the bullock cart straight towards the city lord's mansion.

As the second largest city in the Daliang Kingdom, Xizhou City is a deputy capital-level city. The scale of the city lord's palace is naturally very grand. At a glance, there are tall walls, green brick paving, and towering vermilion gates. There is a plaque with three powerful words "City Lord's Mansion" written on it.

There are two huge stone lions standing in front of the city lord's palace. The stone lions have fierce eyes, teeth and claws, as if they are about to attack at any time.

On both sides of the city lord's palace, there are rows of soldiers, wearing heavy armor, one team after another, in uniform order.

When the bullock cart approached, the soldiers immediately straightened their backs and looked towards the bullock cart with eyes like lightning.

"stop."

In front of the city lord's palace, a school captain wearing heavy armor and holding a spear came over. His eyes were like a knife. After sizing up the ox cart, he shouted in a deep voice.

"The city lord's palace is an important place, and no one else can approach it."

Seeing this, Ning Ping'an turned to look at Ci Song and said, "You can express yourself freely."

"ah?"

Ci Song was stunned for a moment, not understanding what his teacher meant, but he still politely explained his identity to the school captain, "In the General's Mansion in Xia Zhongzhou City, Ci Qi Bai's son Ci Song."

"Are you Major General Ci?"

When the captain heard Ci Song's name, he was slightly startled, "Do you have any identity token?"

Hearing this, Ci Song took out the token of the General's Mansion from his personal disciple's jade pendant and gave it to the captain.

After the captain took the token, he glanced at it, then immediately handed the token back to Ci Song with both hands, and then saluted Ci Song, "It turns out it's really Major General Ci, so offensive. , I would also like to ask Major General Haihan."

"Major General, please."

After the captain bowed and made a gesture of invitation, he personally led the way for Ci Song.

"Um, old...Brother Ning, let's park the ox cart outside for now. How about we go in?" Ci Song asked Ning Pingan.

"Can."

Ning Ping'an took off his bamboo hat and put it on the bullock cart. He then parked the bullock cart on the left side of the gate of the General's Mansion, and then said to the guards beside the bullock cart: "I am not a very good-tempered cow, so be careful." , don’t mess with it.”

Then the two of them entered the City Lord's Mansion under the guidance of the school captain. Inside the City Lord's Mansion, there were many gardens, dotted with rockeries, rocks, and exotic flowers and plants. Bluestone paths crisscrossed the garden, dividing the garden into one area after another.

On the way, the captain asked Ci Song: "Major General, this is your first time coming to the city lord's mansion. I don't know if the city lord can recognize you. Is it General Ci's order for you to come this time?"

Hearing this, Ci Song was slightly startled. He didn't know what his relationship was with the lord of Xizhou City, and Ci Qi Bai had never told him.

So he sent a message and asked Ning Ping'an: "Teacher, what is the connection between my father and this city lord?"

"Of course, the city lord of Xizhou City is your grandfather's adopted son. Speaking of which, your father should also call the city lord 'big brother'." Ning Ping'an responded slowly.

Ci Song was slightly startled, "There is such a relationship, why has my father never mentioned it to me?"

"It's up to you to find out on your own."

Soon Ci Song and Ning Ping An passed through the lush gardens and arrived at the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion.

In the main hall, the floor was paved with bluestones. From the incense burners on both sides, green smoke curled up, and a faint fragrance filled the air. At the very front, there is a white jade staircase, and a person is sitting on the staircase.

The man was wearing a python robe, with a face as sharp as a knife, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He seemed to be about forty years old. He exuded a touch of majesty, which is a temperament that can only be cultivated by those who have been in power for a long time.

"Lord City Lord."

After seeing the city lord, the captain immediately bowed and saluted.

The city lord raised his hand to signal the captain that there was no need to be polite, and then his eyes fell on Ci Song.

"Who are you..."

The city lord looked at Ci Song carefully and then asked with some uncertainty.

"I'm Ci Song." Ci Song bowed his hands and saluted.

"Are you Xiao Song?"

After hearing Ci Song's words, the city lord was slightly stunned, as if he couldn't believe it. After looking at Ci Song for a few times, he immediately walked down the steps quickly and came to Ci Song.

He looked at Ci Song carefully, as if he wanted to find Ci Qi Bai's shadow in Ci Song's body. After a moment, he said, "The eyebrows and eyes are like his, but the body shape is more like your mother's."

After saying that, he turned to look at Ning Ping'an and asked, "Who are you?"

"Ning Changsheng is a good friend of Major General Ci." Ning Ping'an gave a false name.

"I noticed that your eyebrows are somewhat similar to Mr. Ning from Yansheng Academy in Zhongzhou City. Are you a descendant of Mr. Ning?" the city lord asked curiously.

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