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

"Ask in person? Senior, you can't even find out the truth, are you sure that the senior in the Immortal Tower will tell me?" Ci Song asked in confusion.

"Although I can't find out the whole truth, I know that the senior in the Immortal Tower is very interested in you." There was a bit of teasing in Shenlong's voice.

"Interested in me?"

Ci Song was even more puzzled. He was just a fourteen-year-old child. He really couldn't figure out how an unknown sub-sage could arouse the interest of a powerful person hidden in the Immortal Tower.

"For thousands of years, that senior has been resting in the Immortal Tower and has never come into contact with anyone except me. But when you participated in the battle between heaven and man, he took the initiative to pay attention to you. Even when you entered the Immortal Tower, he deliberately opened the seal in the tower so that you could successfully enter the top of the Immortal Tower."

"Why is this?" Ci Song was full of confusion and curiosity at this moment.

"I don't know the specific reason." Shenlong shook his head, "But I know that senior took good care of you and even let the Immortal Tower recognize you. He once said: 'When Ci Song reaches the semi-saint level, he can take the Immortal Tower out of Fenglinzhou.'"

"Hiss."

Ci Song took a breath of cold air. Is his luck too good? No matter where he goes, he can get a lot of opportunities. Is he also a person with great luck?

"Senior, may I ask who that senior is?" Ci Song asked tentatively.

"I don't know either." Shenlong said slowly, "The identity of that senior has always been mysterious. Even I only know that he is from the fairy world, but I don't know where he came from."

"However, I guess he should be a powerful person in the fairy world. Perhaps for some reason, he chose to stay in the lower world, probably for the "Miss" he mentioned."

"Miss?" Ci Song exclaimed.

"It's the statue of a woman in the palace on top of the Immortal Tower. According to that senior, that lady is his master and a very important person in his heart."

"I don't know who that woman is."

Hearing this, the tiny clues in Ci Song's mind were instantly connected, and many of his doubts were answered.

"It turns out that everything is because of my mysterious mother. If I'm not wrong, she should also be an immortal."

Ci Song murmured in his heart. He had previously guessed that his mother's identity should not be simple, but he didn't expect that she was actually an immortal.

"My father is really awesome. How could a mortal like him find an immortal wife?"

Ci Song complained in his heart. Although he now has the answer, he didn't show it. After all, this matter is related to the mystery of his life experience. Although he trusts the mirage dragon now, he must be on guard against others. He can't tell it everything.

"Hey, Ci Song, why are you staring at the food in front of you in a daze?"

Zhuang Diemeng's voice woke Ci Song up from the conversation. He shook his head and said, "Nothing, I just suddenly figured out some things."

. . . . . . .

After having enough wine and food, the two were ready to leave the Baiyan Building. As soon as they walked out of the private room on the second floor, Ci Song heard many familiar voices.

"Xu Shaocong, we really can't help you. The person you offended this time is the grandson of the Imperial Censor."

"Yes, you know that guy. He relies on himself as the only blood grandson of Doctor Wei. He is afraid of everyone in Zhongzhou City. The title of the second playboy in Daliang is not for nothing."

"Xu Shaocong, you'd better leave quickly and don't bring trouble to us."

"Indeed, if Wei Ling sees it, we will be miserable."

"You, you ungrateful guys." Xu Shaocong responded coldly.

"Hmph, Xu Shaocong, didn't your friend Ci Song enter Yansheng Academy? You went to him for help. It's better that the guy will not recognize you as his 'brother' after entering Yansheng Academy, right?"

"I guess so. Ci Song is really lucky. We don't know what kind of character he is in his daily life. Look at him now. He has washed away his stains and entered Yansheng Academy. With a poem, he has become a genius praised by everyone in Zhongzhou City."

"I heard that he also worshipped an old man with profound cultivation as his teacher. I heard that he is a great scholar. It's really enviable."

"Tsk, envy, who cares about such a righteous person."

"That's right, it's better to stay away from such a person."

. . . . . . .

"Ci Song, they seem to be talking about you?" Zhuang Diemeng also heard the conversation of several people and reminded Ci Song in a low voice.

Listening to these familiar voices, Ci Song showed a sneer on his face, and then he slowly came to the door of another private room, pushed it open, and saw four young men in luxurious clothes surrounding Xu Shaocong and mocking him.

The four people heard someone enter their room without permission, and they showed a trace of anger on their faces, but when they saw that the person who entered the door was Ci Song,

"Ci Song? You, why are you here?" A young man widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

"Why, only you are allowed to eat here, but I am not allowed to eat here?" Ci Song smiled coldly and glanced at the four people.

"I, we don't mean that." One of them laughed awkwardly.

"Hehe, you guys really impressed me." Ci Song sneered, "Why, have I been too gentle recently, making you forget my identity?" "No, no."

The four shook their heads, looking terrified.

"No?" Ci Song smiled coldly, "Then tell me, I heard you talking about me just now, why, don't you dare to say it in front of me?"

"Ci Song, you misunderstood."

The man who spoke earlier hurriedly explained, "We, we are just saying that you worshipped a great Confucian master as your teacher, and that you are now a genius praised by everyone in Zhongzhou City."

"Oh? Really?" Ci Song looked at the four people with a smile, "Then who is the 'unrighteous person' you mentioned before?"

"That, that person was just saying some angry words, don't take it to heart." One of the four people hurriedly spoke.

"Hmph." Ci Song smiled coldly, then he turned his eyes to Xu Shaocong and said softly: "Shaocong, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Xu Shaocong shook his head.

Seeing Xu Shaocong's unhappy look, Ci Song turned his head to look at the four people and said softly, "Kneel down and kowtow to me twice, I will let you go, otherwise, die."

When they heard Ci Song asked them to kowtow, the faces of the four people suddenly became ugly. The four of them exchanged a few glances back and forth, and then said to Ci Song: "Ci Song, don't go too far!"

"Go too far? You dare to talk about me behind my back. I have given you a way out, which is extremely kind. You actually said that I went too far?"

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