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

On the morning of the second day, a gorgeously decorated carriage stopped outside the general's mansion. Accompanied by Shang Han, Ci Song boarded the carriage and headed for the gathering place of the literati during this trip to Da Zhou.

The Da Zhou Dynasty attached great importance to this gathering, so the venue was arranged in a very large manor outside the Da Zhou Imperial Palace. It was originally a royal manor, but for some reasons, it was used to select leaders. The royal family also sent its own representatives to observe the battle.

The carriage slowly drove into the manor. Ci Song opened the curtains and looked at the scenery in the manor. The manor occupies a large area and is several times larger than the general's mansion. There are small bridges, flowing water, rockery and ancient trees in the manor, giving people a very peaceful and peaceful feeling.

"Master, the residence arranged by His Royal Highness Prince Liang for all the literati is in front. After the gathering today, you will live here. You will go to the Da Zhou royal family tomorrow morning."

Just as Ci Song was admiring the scenery in the manor, Shang Han reminded him outside the carriage.

"Uncle Shang, will you accompany me on this trip to the Great Zhou?" Ci Song asked.

Shang Han nodded, "Yes, I will protect the safety of the young master on this trip."

"In that case, I will trouble Uncle Shang Han."

The carriage arrived in front of a rather elegant courtyard, and Ci Song got off the carriage. He and Shang Han walked into the courtyard under the guidance of the servants.

Nearly a hundred people had gathered in the courtyard. These people were in groups of three or five, or alone, and were talking in low voices. In the center of the courtyard, there were more than a dozen long tables, on which were placed various fine wines and delicacies, and on both sides of the long table, there were two cushions, which were probably for the leaders to sit on.

Ci Song and Shang Han found an open space in the courtyard and sat down, and Ci Song began to observe these people. Most of them were dressed in gorgeous clothes and looked arrogant, and they were probably from good families.

"Young Master, there are many talented people in the Daliang family nowadays. There are actually several young people present who have passed the imperial examinations. However, all of them are young people. I think the selection of youth leaders and literati leaders is divided into two places."

Just as Ci Song was looking around, Shang Han's voice sounded in his ears.

"Everyone is just blessed by the talent of Lord Shenlong. If everyone's realm is pushed back half a step, everyone's realm will change greatly."

Ci Song poured a glass of wine for Shang Han and placed it in front of Shang Han.

"Young Master is right. Shenlong's blessing will benefit all the literati in the world."

Shang Han took the wine glass with both hands and drank it all.

At this moment, a noise suddenly sounded outside the courtyard, and then a young man in a black brocade robe, surrounded by several people, strode into the courtyard.

The young man looked to be about 25 or 26 years old, with a slender figure and handsome face. He wore a black robe with a golden dragon pattern, and there was an undisguised arrogance between his eyebrows. He was the royal representative who destroyed the Great Zhou, the prince of Daliang, Yingtian.

"Your Highness."

Everyone present stood up and saluted him.

Yingtian looked at everyone present and said, "No need to be polite. I came here today just to observe your style. Of course, the first place this time will fight with this prince. If you can't last ten moves under this prince, then the title of the first place youth will be cancelled."

Yingtian waved his hand, motioning everyone to sit down, and then walked to the long table in the middle of the courtyard, poured a glass of wine and drank it all, "This prince has other things to do, everyone, please fight quickly."

Not long after Yingtian sat down, a young man in a blue shirt stood up and bowed to Yingtian, saying, "Your Highness, I am Yang Xuan from the Yang family of Minzhou, Daliang. I will throw out a brick to attract jade and ask for advice from everyone present."

After Yang Xuan said this, his figure flashed and appeared in the open space in the middle of the courtyard. He drew out the long sword at his waist and gently drew a sword flower.

"Oh? Are you the Yang Xuan who calls himself the 'Yang Family Sword Body'?"

Ying Tian glanced at Yang Xuan and said lightly: "This prince has heard of you, I would like to see what is so mysterious about you."

"Not only does His Highness want to see it, I also want to see it."

A figure came forward, bowed to Ying Tian, ​​and then introduced himself: "I am Xie Linfeng from the Xie family in Jiangzhou, please teach me, Brother Yang."

This Xie Linfeng looked to be about 27 or 28 years old, wearing a green shirt, carrying a long sword, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome and extraordinary. He is also one of the young talents on this trip to Da Zhou.

"It turns out to be Brother Xie, please."

Yang Xuan nodded, moved his body, turned into a sword light, and slashed towards Xie Linfeng.

Seeing this, Xie Linfeng smiled coldly, and he also drew his sword out of the sheath and fought with Yang Xuan.

Both of them are Juren. Although it is not clear how they got into ink, their swordsmanship is indeed good. Although a little immature, it can be seen that they have inherited some of the tradition.

"Swish!"

The sword light flashed, and the two figures crossed in the air. Every collision would cause a wave of air.

"Uncle Shang, why can't I see how they got into ink?" Ci Song curiously asked Shang Han beside him.

Shang Han smiled and replied: "Master, you usually come into contact with geniuses, so it is normal that you can't see why they got into ink. In fact, most of the literati in the world get into ink with courtesy."

"Get into ink with courtesy?" Ci Song was slightly stunned. He seemed to have never fought with literati who got into ink with courtesy.

"The ancient cultivation method is difficult in resources compared to the method of cultivating talent. Ordinary people

If you want to cultivate to a higher level, you need to spend a lot of resources, which ordinary people can't afford. "

"And using courtesy to write is the opportunity Confucius left for all living beings to enter the realm of literati. Ordinary people only need to recite the Four Books and Five Classics to have the opportunity to step into the road of cultivation. As long as their talent is not too bad, they can achieve the state of enlightenment after reciting books for decades. "

"Compared with other skills, using courtesy to write has its shortcomings. Although it is written, it is not special. Those who use shooting to write can shoot arrows without missing, and the arrow feathers chase the sun; those who use writing to write can kill the enemy with a pen, and one word can suppress the world, while those who use courtesy to write can only call on their talents, and cannot use other means to enhance their combat power, so they can only rely on themselves to practice other methods of attacking the enemy. "

"So when the young master was training outside, most of the talented people he met actually used courtesy to write. "

Shang Han's words answered many of Ci Song's doubts. He nodded thoughtfully and replied: "So that's why some of the scholars of the same realm I killed were so weak. "

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