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

As soon as these words came out, Prime Minister Zhang immediately held up his hands to apologize and said: "Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

"What crime did the Prime Minister commit?" King Liang asked.

"I shouldn't let my grandson have too much involvement with the General's Mansion. It's just that Shuzhi and Cisong are both students of Yansheng Academy. They are classmates. Shuzhi is in the academy and is often cared for by Cisong. The friendship between the two Profound. Shuzhi grew up in Qingzhou, and his parents are still in Qingzhou City. When Shuzhi heard that Ci Song was going to Qingzhou, he

So he begged the old minister to let Shuzhi be the driver of the Song Dynasty, so as to fulfill his friendship as a classmate and visit his parents on the way. The old minister didn't allow it, but he couldn't resist Shuzhi, so he agreed. "

As Prime Minister Zhang spoke, he lifted up his robe, exposed his legs, then knelt on the ground, lowered his head and kowtowed.

"The Prime Minister is already old, so don't let this matter bother you. I am just curious and asked casually. Why should the Prime Minister take it to heart?"

The King of Liang stood up from his seat, walked to Prime Minister Zhang's side, and raised him up with both hands. "Prime Minister, you must take good care of your health. Now that the national war is imminent, I still hope that the Prime Minister can share the worries of national affairs and make suggestions for Liang."

"I will do my best to help the king achieve hegemony." Prime Minister Zhang replied hurriedly.

"It's not to assist me, but to assist Liang." King Liang replied.

"I understand."

"With the Prime Minister here, Daliang has nothing to worry about."

King Liang patted Prime Minister Zhang on the shoulder, and then personally sent Prime Minister Zhang out of the study.

Returning to the study, King Liang sat down again, with a sneer on his face, "No wonder everyone says that Prime Minister Zhang has the ability to observe physiognomy and recognize people. Just for the Ci Song Dynasty, he has already Arranging his descendants early is really a good move."

"You don't need to be so wary of Prime Minister Zhang. The people who are most loyal to Daliang, apart from me, the poet, are the Zhang family to which Prime Minister Zhang belongs."

Ci Mingxin's figure appeared in the study. He first bowed his hands and saluted King Liang, and then continued: "Of course, if Prime Minister Zhang hadn't insisted on retaining the position of "general" of the poet against all the opinions, the poet would still exist today. It’s not known yet.”

"Of course I know. I just want to remind him simply. There is no other meaning. After all, he will be the biggest in the future court. Being older has its advantages and disadvantages."

The smile on Prince Liang's face also became brighter, "Now that Old Man Wei and Old Man Mo, the two stubborn old men who relied on their old age and sold themselves off, are dead, the court of Liang Kingdom has been stabilized. Even if the throne is passed on now, Tian'er, he should be able to sit on this throne safely."

"Having said that, I don't know when His Royal Highness will return."

"When Tian'er returns, it will be the time when I, Daliang, will send his troops to South Korea. Sooner or later, this world will belong to me, Daliang. I, now, am just clearing away internal obstacles as much as possible for Tian'er."

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Ci Song, who was in the carriage, also discovered that the driver was Zhang Shuzhi. The main reason was that Zhang Shuzhi's voice was so recognizable, low and hoarse, with a strong Guandong accent. The moment he spoke, Ci Song knew it was him.

"The selection battle? Is that something that a student like me, who is a scholar, can participate in? I'm not a genius like you. Let's wait until the next tea party of the Fifth Academy. After all, I will only be twenty-two years old in five years. "

Zhang Shuzhi had already taken off his bamboo hat at this moment. He wore this bamboo hat to prevent others in Zhongzhou City from seeing him and making a fuss about this matter. The reason why he wanted to be a coachman for Ci Song was actually very simple.

He missed home, his parents, and the friends he grew up with in Qingzhou. It had been three years since he came to Zhongzhou City, and he hadn't been back home once in three years, so when he heard his grandfather say, he wanted to When he was asked to be Ci Song's guide in Qingzhou, he agreed without thinking.

"Do the teachers in the courtyard know about your coming out this time? Will you miss your classes?" Ci Song asked Zhang Shuzhidao.

"Mr. Yi has agreed. These fifteen days are a critical period for holding the selection battle. The courses have been suspended. They will not continue until the selection battle is over. If it is normal, it would be too difficult for students to take leave and go out. Difficult."

Zhang Shuzhi smiled and replied that he could not ask for more than to be able to leave the academy and find a suitable reason to go home to visit relatives.

"Then I'm sorry to trouble you. You have to worry so much these days." Ci Song said.

"No trouble. Just feel free to chat with Miss Yao'er, and leave the rest to me. Drive!"

Zhang Shuzhi could be said to be returning home at this moment, and he was extremely excited. He wished that the horse had eight legs so that he could return to Qingzhou as soon as possible.

In the carriage, Ci Song burst into laughter. He could also hear the excitement in Zhang Shuzhi's tone. This excitement came from the inside out and came from the heart.

"Brother Ci Song, I'm sorry to trouble you, but you still have to accompany me to Qingzhou." After a night's rest, Mo Yao's condition improved a lot, but the melancholy between his brows could not go away.

Seeing this, Ci Song took Mo Yao's hand and said, "You and I are going to get married in a few days. Don't say the word 'trouble' again between husband and wife."

"Well, brother Ci Song, tell me what you have experienced during this time, right? A few days ago, the teacher left me in the school and asked me to understand the music, the things in the outside world, and I Don't know."

"okay."

Ci Song nodded, "Then when should I start?"

"Let's start with you returning to Daliang, and then becoming the leader of the young literati in Daliang, and jointly encircling and suppressing the royal city of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"Well, let me recall it."

Ci Song nodded and told Mo Yao everything that had happened during this period, from the selection of literati representatives from Daliang State, the various opponents that Ci Song had met that impressed him, such as Mo Yao's brother Mo Zhi, to their trip to the Great Zhou Royal City together, the seven literati jointly besieged Hou Taifu, and Hou Taifu defended the last dignity of the Great Zhou royal family with his own life.

Then the literati representatives of the seven countries fought each other to snatch the extra places to go to the Great Zhou Secret Realm. Ci Song crushed the literati of the other six countries with his own strength and took the places in his hands.

Then he learned about Bai Ye's news and immediately set off for Tianguan and went to the Chaos Realm to find Bai Ye.

Ci Song himself is very good at telling stories. When he talked about his experiences during this period, he was even more emotional and vivid, as if he had brought Mo Yao into the scene at that time, and Mo Yao was completely intoxicated.

When Ci Song was talking about these experiences, he also raised his voice a little, so that Zhang Shuzhi, who was driving the carriage, could hear it and reduce the boredom of driving. After all, these experiences were not secrets, and it was good to listen to them as a story to relieve boredom.

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