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

Ci Song returned to the courtyard where he was, and saw Shang Han standing in the pavilion in the courtyard. There was a packed luggage placed on the stone table in the pavilion.

When Shang Han saw Ci Song returning, he picked up his luggage, handed it to Ci Song, and said, "Master, I have packed your things for you. You can leave for Tianguan immediately."

"Uncle Shang, do you know everything?"

Ci Song put his luggage into the jade pendant and asked, "So it seems that I have got my father's approval for my trip to Tianguan, right?"

Shang Han nodded, and then said: "The young master is indeed very wise. You have already obtained the master's permission for your trip to Tianguan. You can regard this as an experience. Your strength has reached the qualification to enter Tianguan. By then, You will see the true genius of Tianyuan Continent.”

Ci Song heard this and nodded with a smile, "Zhizi Mo Ruofu, Uncle Shang, will you go with me on this trip?"

Shang Han said with a bit of embarrassment in his tone: "Please forgive me for not being able to go with you. We brothers made some small mistakes and were expelled from Tianguan for a period of thirty years. The thirty-year ban has expired. It ends in one year, so if I enter Tianguan at this time, the punishment will only disappear, but the ban time will be recalculated. "

"However, Dean Yan and Mr. Ning are already in Tianguan, and you are traveling with the Mohist disciples on this trip. I believe you will be very safe on the way."

When Ci Song heard this, he also nodded. Although his trip was an impromptu decision, he had already made a decision in his heart. Since such a thing happened in Tianguan, he naturally could not stand idly by.

"Okay, uncle Shang, I'll set off first."

Ci Song said with cupped hands, and then disappeared from Shang Han's sight.

In another courtyard, the sun shines slantingly on the bluestone slabs, reflecting mottled light and shadow. Mo Zhi was alone, holding a heavy wooden sword, immersed in the practice of sword skills.

His movements were smooth and powerful, and every swing of his sword seemed to be telling a silent rhythm. Gray-black talents gathered around him, like undercurrents in the night, mysterious and profound. Under his control, these talents turned into a unicorn shadow, roaring in reality, showing endless majesty.

Mo Zhi's heart was filled with a hint of regret. He originally planned to rely on his talent and strength to make his own reputation in the upcoming battle between the seven nations' literati.

However, the development of things was beyond his expectation. Ci Song was able to conquer the other literati from the Six Nations with his own efforts, and also completely conquered himself, which made him more determined at this moment in his inner choice.

It’s just that his strength has not been shown now. Whether he will be able to enter the secret realm of Dazhou by then is still unknown. After all, there are hundreds of young scholars in Daliang. Although he is very confident in his own strength, there is no guarantee that Yingtian will bring him. Go up to yourself.

"Brother Mo."

Just as he was thinking, Ci Song's voice reached his ears. He put away his long knife, looked back, and saw Ci Song standing not far away.

"Brother Ci and Song, why are you here?"

Mo Zhi asked doubtfully. He originally thought that after he finished practicing his sword skills, he would go to Ci Song's residence to find him, but he did not expect that Ci Song would take the initiative to find him.

"Brother Mo, I will not go to the Great Zhou Secret Realm this time. I am here to give you a few things."

After that, Ci Song took out a bamboo slip, a piece of armor, and a bottle of elixir from the jade pendant, and placed them on the stone table in front of Mo Zhi.

"This is……"

Mo Zhi looked at these things in front of him with doubts in his eyes. When Ci Song saw this, he explained: "This bamboo slip is a teleportation bamboo slip. If you are in a dilemma of being surrounded by others, you can activate the jade slip to escape." , of course, it has a limit on the number of times it can help you escape three times.”

"If you wear this armor inside the lining, attacks from the Juren realm won't hurt you at all. Even at the Jinshi realm, you can withstand ten attacks without getting hurt."

"And each pill in this bottle can restore 30% of your talent within half an hour. There are five pills in total, which can help you turn things around at a critical moment."

Listening to Ci Song's explanation, Mo Zhi's eyes gradually became serious. He naturally knew how valuable these things were. The teleportation bamboo slips, the protective armor, and the elixir that increased his strength. These three things were enough for him to Everyone is crazy about it, and Mo Zhi is no exception. Where has he seen such a good thing?

Mo Zhi looked at Ci Song in shock, "Brother Ci Song, what do you mean?"

"Brother Mo, these can help you survive in the secret realm of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Of course, this also contains some selfish motives on my part. You are Mo Yao's brother. Naturally, I don't want Yao'er to lose more relatives."

With the word "many" in the Song Dynasty, Mo Zhi understood the hidden meaning in his words. The conflict between the General's Mansion and the Taiwei's Mansion will definitely break out in the future. By then, there will definitely be a fight, and that At that time, Mo Zhi, as a member of the Mo family, would naturally be involved.

Ci Song's words could be regarded as informing Mo Zhi of some future events in advance.

Mo Zhi took a deep breath and slowly put away the things on the stone table. He bowed deeply to Ci Song and said in a deep voice: "Brother Ci Song, I, Mo Zhi, will always remember your kindness to me." , If you are asked to do anything in the future, I will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

When Ci Song heard this, he also smiled and nodded. Mo knew that this man was indeed a smart man, and he instantly saw through his own thoughts.

As for the origin of these things, a piece of thirty taels of gold was collected from the little girl Zhuang Diemeng. The elixirs were also more expensive. One piece was ten taels, making a total of fifty taels. The three items added together were just right. One hundred and eleven taels of gold.

To put it bluntly, Ci Song is investing, investing in Mo Zhi at the minimum cost. These things may be really valuable in the eyes of others, but for Ci Song, they are really useless furnishings. Two gold coins to invest in Mo Yao's brother and grandson of Captain Mo, it is a sure-profit deal no matter how you calculate it.

If Captain Mo is not careful in the future, at least the new head of the Mo family cannot be as confused as Captain Mo.

This also made Ci Song very curious. For someone as stubborn as Mo Yun, how could there be such well-informed and sensible grandsons as Mo Yao and Mo Zhi among his grandchildren?

"As for the quota for the Great Zhou Secret Realm, you don't have to worry. I have informed His Highness the Crown Prince that you will be allowed to enter the Secret Realm, and the matter is settled."

Mo Zhi was also happy when he heard this. He was originally worried about the quota issue, but he didn't expect Ci Song to help him solve it, which made him even more grateful to Ci Song.

"Thank you, Brother Ci." Mo Zhi once again bowed his hand to Ci Song, expressing his gratitude.

"You're welcome, Brother Mo, I have something urgent to do, so I'll leave first."

After saying that, Ci Song turned into golden sword light and flew into the sky. Mo Zhi looked at the three items placed on the table, his heart filled with warmth and gratitude.

At the same time, there was a hint of bitterness. Ever since she was a child, she had never received such a precious gift. The last one was a piece of clothing made by Mo Yao herself. . . . . .