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

"And the true kingly way is not the so-called simple benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom and trust, but tolerance. Only by tolerance like the Confucianism of Confucius can we be great."

"And the so-called hegemony does not mean complete suppression by force, but the combination of kindness and power. Otherwise, the Four Gentlemen of the Warring States Period and Sun Pang's grievances would not have appeared."

"Only with Taoist rule by inaction, Legalist method of change, and Confucian tolerance can we truly unify the world."

Han Yan finally slowly stated his conclusion. It was not the king Ci Song mentioned, but a group of people.

After hearing Han Yan's words, Ci Song sighed deeply. This Mr. Han has really seen the general trend of the world thoroughly. This Mr. Han is said to be a rare talent in governing the country. Even if He is also qualified to become an Imperial Master.

"Mr. Han, I really envy you for living so transparently." Ci Song said to Han Yan sincerely.

"Hahaha, little friend, you are also a dragon and a phoenix in the world. There is no need to envy me and other dying people. If you really want to make any contribution to this world, just be yourself."

Han Yan smiled, picked up his cup of tea, and drank it in one gulp.

"be oneself?"

Ci Song quietly thought about the meaning of his words. Is Mr. Han trying to make himself a student of Yan Sheng Academy, or a young general of Daliang Kingdom?

"It was very interesting to talk to my dear friend Ci today. It really made my heart as dry as a stick lively. Thank you very much, my dear friend."

Han Yan smiled and cupped his hands at Ci Song.

"Today I discuss the world with Mr. Han, which is also a blessing for Ci Song Dynasty. Every word of what Mr. Han said makes sense, and Ci Song Dynasty has benefited immensely."

After Ci Song heard Han Yan's words, he returned the favor with his hands in hand.

"My dear friend, I am exaggerating. I am now in my twilight years. I have long looked down upon everything in this world. I only hope that after my death, I can be buried in Han Sheng Academy and sleep together with the sages."

Immediately afterwards, Han Yan changed the subject and said to Ci Song: "Little friend Ci, can you do me a small favor?"

"Sir, please speak."

"I hope you can fight Wuliang in front of all the students of Han Sheng Academy." Han Yan slowly said his request.

Hearing this, Ci Song's face showed a look of confusion, "Why?"

"In recent years, all students who enter Hansheng Academy will be reused by the royal family as long as they leave the academy in the future. Ninety percent of the current Korean government officials are from Hansheng Academy. This has also caused some mental problems among the students of the academy. "

When Han Yan said this, he sighed slightly, and Shang Wuliang took over the words, "They are self-righteous and self-righteous. These students in Han Sheng Academy respect Legalism and do not put other schools in their eyes. It is looking down on the people of the world. If this continues, it will be extremely detrimental to the future of South Korea.”

"Especially in this battle between heaven and man, my teacher reached a deal with Zeng Sheng Academy, which enabled me to achieve a pretty good result in this battle between heaven and man. This has inflated the confidence of the students in the academy. To the extreme, they all arrogantly believe that Legalism is the second most powerful school after Confucianism." Shang Wuliang's tone was somewhat dignified.

"Once such thoughts arise, although it is helpful to enhance students' self-confidence, the harm is obvious."

"So, Sir, you want these students to understand that there is heaven outside the world and there are people outside the world?" Ci Song nodded slowly.

"My little friend is really smart." Han Yan smiled and praised Ci Song, "During this period, Wuliang's combat power has improved again. Some time ago, when Wuliang fought with the young man in black, I was the only one present. , and it doesn’t serve as a warning, so I want Ci Xiaoyou to help me with this.”

"In that case, I will agree to it, sir." Ci Song also readily agreed.

"Okay, thank you very much, little friend." After hearing Ci Song's promise, Han Yan also held up his hands and thanked him.

"You're welcome, sir." Ci Song smiled slightly.

"Wuliang, please organize all the students and ask them to suspend their studies today and come together to observe the battle between you and Little Friend Ci."

Han Yan turned to Shang Wuliang and ordered.

"Yes, sir."

After Shang Wuliang heard Han Yan's words, he responded respectfully, then turned and left.

. . . . . .

Half an hour later, the square of Han Sheng Academy was already crowded with students from Han Sheng Academy.

"Today, everyone is here to observe a literary battle between me and the Confucian scholar Ci Song who defeated me before."

Shang Wuliang stood in the center of the square and spoke slowly to the students around him, "I know that the juniors here all look down on Confucian students from the bottom of their hearts, so my teacher asked junior Ci to fight with me."

"Junior Ci? Is that Ci Song who is second on the list of heavenly beings?"

"What's second on the Heavenly Human Ranking? It's just a parallel import. Do you really think that two students at the Juren realm can get the second place on the Heavenly Human Ranking and the third place on the Heavenly Human Ranking?"

"In my opinion, Confucianism is deliberately colluding to let Confucian students get the top results in the list of heavenly beings, in order to suppress our Legalists and enhance their own reputation."

"I think so. It is simply impossible for a student at Juren level to get to the top of the Heavenly Ranking."

. . . . . .

Shang Wuliang listened to the discussions of the students around him with a look of displeasure on his face, "This literary battle is not for you to discuss these things."

As Shang Wuliang's voice reached the ears of the students present, the square became quiet.

"Mr. Han, I haven't even played yet, and the students of Han Sheng Academy are already talking about it. If I lose to Senior Brother Shang Wuliang again today, I'm afraid it will damage the reputation of Confucianism."

Ci Song was standing on a pavilion not far from the square, observing the scene in the square with Ning Ping'an and Han Yan.

"Little friend Ci, you just need to give it your all this time. I believe in Mr. Ning's vision and my talent." Han Yan replied.

"In that case, I'll change my clothes first. After all, this fight is not for myself, but for Yan Sheng Academy."

After that, Ci Song bowed to Ning Ping'an and Han Yan, and left the attic.

After a cup of tea, Ci Song, wearing a white Confucian robe and a jade pendant of Yan Sheng Academy's direct disciple, walked slowly to the center of the square.

"Junior brother Ci, you're here." Shang Wuliang looked at Ci Song who appeared in front of him and bowed to greet him.

"Senior brother Shang, I wonder if we can start now?" Ci Song smiled and responded.

"Of course."

As soon as Shang Wuliang finished speaking, the square was filled with discussions again.

"Brother Shang is so polite to Ci Song?"

"Who is Ci Song that Brother Shang treats him like this?"

"No matter where he comes from, it is impossible to win against Brother Shang in a one-on-one fight."

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